Chapter Eighty-Seven: Half Dream, Half Awake, Half Floating

I waited until the window was turned off and the light became completely dark, before I moved my body that was blown stiff in the north wind, I jumped down from the suitcase, looked at the time, it was already more than two o'clock in the morning, this point was the most lively time for nightclub singing and dancing, but the street was empty, I came out of the community and walked here, I didn't see a taxi, the private car drove faster than the rocket, it seemed that there was a ghost chasing behind the buttocks, I wanted to call Xi Qing if I couldn't wait for the car, and let her drive the newly bought red BMW to pick me up.

I stood in the cold wind shivering, I really regretted not stealing a blanket out and wrapped in my coat, I was holding my mobile phone and looking for Xi Qing's number in the address book, when suddenly there were a few sharp sounds of car horns behind me, piercing the sky and soaring into the sky, so that the whole street trembled.

I turned around to look, I haven't seen clearly, the headlights shine directly over a strong light, in the dark night, the strong light is very dazzling, as if a huge meteorite fell down, lightning and flint, I immediately covered my eyes with my hands, asked loudly who it was, no one responded to me, the driver pushed the door from the car and got down, walked straight to me, I heard the crisp sound of leather shoes stepping on the stone, he put a black leather coat on me, the leather coat is the most windproof, soon I can't feel the cold of the howling north wind drilling into the bones, my vision adapted, I vaguely smelled a familiar smell, I removed my palm to look at the man standing in front of me, I saw his face clearly through the headlights, the whole person was stunned, he called me expressionlessly, "Miss Feng, Mr. Ji asked me to send you." ”

I subconsciously looked at the car, the back seat of the car was empty, and there was no figure of Ji Rongke, I couldn't tell if I was disappointed or fortunate at this moment, I wanted to see him, that meant he was reluctant, and I didn't want to see him, that meant I was reluctant.

Whether you give up or don't give up, when the eternal entanglement can't get the final result, it becomes less important. He wanted to marry Lina, and Lina and White Jasmine hated me to the core, and the trace of affection I bet on became a dream.

I said to Master Ho, "No, I found a friend to pick me up." ”

Master He put his hand in his pocket and ruthlessly exposed my lie, "I've been watching you in the corner for a long time, and you have never called anyone, which friend will pick you up?" ”

I was choked up and speechless, but I quickly realized that something was wrong with his words, "You've been watching me in the corner for a long time?" ”

Hall Master He said, "Yes, as soon as you left the manor, Mr. Ji asked me to drive with you, this side is secluded, many people in the Taoist know that Mr. Ji lives here, he is worried that someone lurking will mistreat Miss Feng, and then he will have a troubled conscience, and he will have to go to great lengths to find you out, so he doesn't worry about letting me escort you all the way secretly." ”

I sneered and said, "Does he really have a conscience?" ”

"I can't judge this, Mr. Ji in official affairs has clear rewards and punishments, and Mr. Ji in private has his principles of life, and he also has his decisions in dealing with feelings."

I hooked my fingers firmly on the towbar of the suitcase, "Then why did you show up?" ”

Hall Master He laughed, "Mr. Ji wants to see if Miss Feng has a way to solve it, it seems that he overestimated your ability." But there is no way, the external environment is too harsh. ”

As he spoke, he pulled the luggage lever from my hand and stuffed it into the trunk of the car, he opened the car door for me, and saw that I had been standing still, he was a little impatient, "I am very disgusted with every woman around Mr. Ji, women are too greedy for all kinds of men in their bones, and they have been treated well on the surface, and they have begun to think about sincerity, if Mr. Ji talks about feelings with women at every turn, he will be scolded for being shameless, and it is difficult for men to do it, Miss Feng has a big complaint against Mr. Ji, and Mr. Ji has the last thing about Miss Feng, It's still very well maintained. There are countless women who have been abandoned by Mr. Ji in the night, and Miss Feng is already a special case in his heart. ”

Master He waited for me for a few more moments, and then I gathered the hem of my wind-blown clothes, took off my hat, and bent down into the car.

I was a little reluctant to look back at the manor in the distance, the windows of the guest rooms on the second floor were lit again, there were no flickering figures on the curtains, and the silence cast by the night seemed to be just an empty house, uninhabited and not trapped by anyone's soul.

"Where did he sleep tonight?"

I blurted out this sentence and immediately regretted it, and I told myself as soon as I stepped out of that door that from now on, I would never inquire about him all the time, and the only time we would meet would be the day I returned the money to him.

But I still can't control it, and it takes a lot of forbearance and courage to face the scar to remove a person alive from the heart.

I was stupid and timid, so I pulled it halfway through and suddenly I couldn't do it.

He said, "Sleep in the room where you sleep." ”

I leaned on the door frame of the car, quietly looking at the window, Master He fastened his seat belt and started the engine, he drove the car very slowly, gradually I could not see, but the light of the window was never extinguished.

Master He drove out of the street and asked me where I was going, I said Carmen Yan, he asked me if I didn't go home, I was stunned, I stared out the window at the woods hidden in the darkness, "I don't have a home." ”

This time, Hall Master He was stunned, he thought about it for a while, probably thinking of my details, he was a little sorry, "I forgot, Miss Feng, don't mind." ”

He continued to drive, and I continued to be silent, and the night was endless, and the wind was loud, engulfing the speeding car and the small me in the car.

I felt that the air was full of the smell of Ji Rongke, the smell of perfume and lemon and the mint smell of smoke in his mouth, and he gently hugged me and rested his head on my shoulder socket; He unbuttoned his shirt and belt and asked me if I wanted it; He laughed and said that I was a troublemaker; I pillowed on his shoulder and looked at the moon groggy; He called the strange woman and called him Rong Ke, and that was the first time I knew what his name was.

It's all gone, and a few months are long or short, but they leave me with something that I can't erase for the rest of my life.

I asked myself if I regretted it, any encounter was premeditated and could have been avoided.

I don't just have a road, a road to meet Ji Rongke.

I looked at the moon overhead, and it was hidden behind the clouds, and it didn't give me a smile, only a tear.

It's raining, and it's raining again.

He turned on the wipers, he asked me if it was cold, I said a little, he turned on the hot air of the air conditioner, asked me if I could, I pulled out a particularly reluctant smile, and said thank you, he stared at me from the rearview mirror for two seconds, and then said no thanks.

Hall Master He is actually a very silent person, he doesn't talk much except for reporting the project in front of Ji Rongke, especially with women, and he doesn't talk at all. I always felt that a man with strong blood and strength was reluctant to come into contact with women.

That time I asked Ji Rongke, his temperament is too stable, and he will hardly do anything wrong, this is the reason why Mr. Ji trusts him, impetuous people in South China can't mix for long, because there is never a shortage of impetuous people in South China, every road abounds, but walking on the underworld, the head is pinned to the belt, a little impetuous, arrogant, arrogant, and arrogant, it is possible to be tripped by one foot in the back, so that he can never get up again, Ji Rongke is a golden sign on the rivers and lakes, can follow him to do things, it is difficult not to be arrogant, how many people have worshiped Master He, But he never forgot who his surname was, this is Ji Rongke's character that he values the most, and he will not be proud of his achievements if he can achieve great things.

The car drove out for a period of time, into the center of South China, South China Province is very large, composed of more than a dozen cities, among which the most prosperous and richest city is this, in the southwest of South China, the coast by the lake, two A-level ports to support the import and export trade of the whole city, businessmen and nobles are so rich that they are full of oil, but the people do not enjoy anything, but are squeezed out of breath by the heavy pressure of life, especially in the old community on Longgang Street, the head snake and gangsters are rampant in the market, crazy squeezing, and the people are not living four words, In some areas of southern China where public security is barren, many low-level people pay lip service.

I sat in the car and looked out the window at the street scene suddenly full of brilliance, the five big characters of the Jinyuan nightclub flashed from the outside, I was stunned and couldn't take my eyes back, and my heart knocked over the five-flavor bottle, which was Ji Rongke's words, I have seen his calligraphy, exactly the same as the plaque, the flow of water and the pen is chic, and then once, he came to the interest, called me to the study to teach me to write, write my name.

It was a rare warm and not dry afternoon, the sun was palpitating, the leaves were gilded, the chrysanthemums had not yet withered, and the courtyard was outside the window of his study, and the two old-fashioned rattan chairs were swaying in the wind.

I grabbed the brush, his palm covered the back of my hand, stroke by stroke, stroke by stroke, the damp heat swept through my hair as he breathed, and he bit one of the strands of hair that kept rubbing the tip of his nose with his teeth, and I couldn't move, for fear that he would suddenly bite me.

He writes straight, his eyes so focused that he can't see everything, only pen and paper, but I can't see those in my eyes, only the hands that are handshaked, and a trace of stubble and fluff on his thin lips.

I wanted to touch it, but it wasn't particularly hard and itchy like it wasn't like when I giggled when he kissed me.

I never knew that Feng characters were so difficult to write, I always couldn't count how many points there were, he patiently taught me for an afternoon, when I crookedly wrote Feng Jin's two words on paper independently, he finally stopped being so serious, "Okay, in the future, you can also perform calligraphy to make money." ”

I couldn't cry or laugh, I turned around to pour water for him, walked to the door and pushed open the door and looked back inadvertently, he was adding something behind Feng Jin, but what was added, I don't know now.

Maybe I'll never know.

I got off the bus at the door of the Carmen Banquet, Master He took out the luggage in the trunk, he put it on the ground and handed the towbar to me, "Miss Feng, you and Mr. Ji's ideals are different, he doesn't care about feelings, he just wants to keep his power and get more things, but you are too concerned about truth and falsehood, in fact, truth and falsehood are not important in this flower world, the life of the people at the bottom is the most real, but are you willing to go back." ”

He smiled and nodded at me, pulled the car door and sat back in, the lights flashed and went back a little backwards, I suddenly rushed over and slapped the glass, he rolled down the window and looked at me, I cried and said, "Does he love me?" ”

Hall Master He frowned, he couldn't say clearly, but he thought for a while, and added, "Love or not, it can't change the fact that Miss Lina will become his wife, nor can it change his thirst for power, what Miss Feng cares about the most is that Mr. Ji doesn't care the most." The criterion by which a woman judges a man is whether she loves or not, whether she marries or not, so it seemsβ€”"

He stopped talking, my fingers slipped off the glass, he drove away, and I stared at the bright neon lights on the gate of Camenjène, which seemed to penetrate hundreds of meters, thousands of meters, and illuminate the entire city center.

My eyes were dry, and I rubbed them vigorously and dragged my suitcase inside.

The security guard put my suitcase in the locker in the dressing room at the front desk and locked it, I opened a private room that was not booked by a guest tonight, and sat in it and got drunk, almost dawn Huo Yanchen knew that I was coming, when he pushed the door open, he brought in a glimmer of dazzling light in the corridor, I looked at the light, he was shrouded in a miserable white color even more miserable, like a white paper, a card, squeezed in from outside the door lightly and weightlessly, he closed the door with his backhand, touched the wall switch with great accuracy, and turned on the wall lamp.

Suddenly the private room swallowed up the darkness because of a beam of colored light, I could see what he was wearing through that light, he wore a rose-red shirt, white trousers underneath, men rarely wear such a sassy and frivolous color shirt, the original solemn dress also looked very fancy, I smirked at him, he saw the empty bottle on the coffee table and my somewhat dull gaze, very disgusted frowning, he kicked my shoes off the ground and sat on the sofa away from me, I patted the side and asked him to come over, He ignored me.

I drank half another bottle and burped the air with a strong belch, and he pulled out a square handkerchief and pressed it to his nose, and said in a muffled voice, "What happened." ”

I drank too much, but I still have consciousness, this consciousness is enough for me to tell the bitterness in my heart, Huo Yanchen listened to me, he felt funny and very puzzled, "Why did Ji Rongke say this, he is not a person who talks a lot and says everything." Do you really believe it too? ”