Two bustling corridors

(The previous chapter was gloriously shielded, there may be any words or words that have been misread ....) In the revision application, a chapter is missing for new readers. Recently traveled abroad on a business trip, the time is too tight, and the update is slow, thank you for your understanding and support! )

The cool breeze in the evening blew through the bustling street center of Lujiazui CBD, and when the pedestrian green light flashed, Feng Jingxi took a step onto the zebra crossing.

He hadn't been back to the city in a long time.

It seemed that the streetlights, the traffic, the crowds, and the noise of all this interweaving made him feel strange and uncomfortable. Especially in the center of the road, the faces of the pedestrians around them are like electronic music and allegro; The luxury car whizzed past with dazzling headlights, and the subway was flooded with people everywhere, and he almost stretched out his hand to block it, but he only pulled up the windproof brim of his hoodie.

The busy alternation of day and night, the confusion of changing things and stars is filtered in the air, as if everything is spliced, filled, and mapped, and this second and the next are not connected in order, and the real existence becomes vague and ethereal.

Pudong in 2014 has been updated from 10 years ago when he came to Vientiane. She now stands like a futuristic city on the other side of Puxi, and in an instant, the world on the other side of her has become a thing of the past. Several passages across the river are like interlaced time tunnels, allowing people to shuttle through various corners of the past and the future, making it difficult to control their own realm.

The style in the gap between the high-rise buildings in Pudong is extraordinarily large, swooping down from the sky, as if trying to reduce the speed of everything on the ground that is rapidly developing close to the sky.

At this moment, the clothes of all the pedestrians were overturned, and several high school girls were trying their best to cover the skirts of their school uniforms. Xue Yichen passed by with them, and suddenly a girl exclaimed, a racing bicycle turned out of the non-motorized lane, drove over the zebra crossing and jumped onto the sidewalk.

The car rode extremely fast, but the people on the car were dressed very eye-catching, wearing black sportswear, black helmets, gray-blue SD doll-like wigs, high-bin sneakers, and skateboard bags on their backs that said, Keep Out Danger, Danger Don't Approach.

He was stunned, and the exclamated girl shouted out a name:

"Mu Luyuan".

Several other girls followed suit. Excited and excited, he didn't care about the reaction of others. Only then did Xue Yichen realize that they were not frightened, but screamed for the boy who rode past.

Feng Jingxi suddenly felt that he needed to readjust to urban life.

Indeed, he circled around the IFC neighborhood several times before he found the lobby of the Ritz-Carlton, and his new phone rang as the doorman stared calmly and indifferently at the ripped T-shirt and linen trousers in his coat.

"Is it there? Come on, top floor. ”

Guan Zailan's tone was crisp and tactful, which was the voice of a psychiatrist.

He followed the instructions from one luxury elevator to another, and then came to a restaurant where the lights were dimmer than the stars. The lights of the entire city outside the glass around this rooftop lit up the night sky like burning magma, and the breeze blew through it and the lights were like smoke.

Guan Yulan sat by a window and beckoned to him gently. Her short hair has been reduced to shoulder-length hair, and she is beautiful in a Dior gown with lilac slanted shoulders.

Feng Jingxi looked down at his outfit, took off his hat, and walked straight over.

"Not leaving anytime soon?" Guan asked in the blue.

"There's a new magazine that's going to stay and help for a while." Feng Jingxi replied.

"Settle down for a while." Guan Zailan called him a dish and said softly, she knew he didn't like to order.

He looked at her calmly, acquiescing to this tacit understanding.

"Won't you get tired after walking so many places?"

He looked at her and smiled without answering.

"My uncle called me yesterday." She told him casually.

"I haven't been in Africa for the past two months, and I haven't contacted them much."

Guan Zailan didn't continue the topic, she looked at the man in front of her, still so handsome, and still as gloomy as ever.

She remembered the first time he walked into her room, and it was like this, like a wild lake of decadent blue, uninhabited and silent. In the face of communication, he will only express if he is constantly guided. His eyes were like a stream of autumn water, bright and light, and still and no one knew where his mind rested.

At that time, she was an intern assistant and he was a patient of her mentor. Now that she's the attending physician, he's still her patient, hasn't changed much, and their relationship hasn't changed. It seems that the change is always only the outside world, and the way this world connects with him is also a secret. Aphasia, amnesia, and social phobia are just an excuse for him to reject everything. He was suffering from an even more serious incurable condition.

When Feng Jingxi met her eyes, she could see that the depths of his pupils were still stagnant. The light she longed for never came.

"I heard you went to Sudan, and Syria?" Kwan Jae-lan asked.

"Well, two weeks ago." He was careless.

"How brilliant are the photos of the Syrian civil war? More important than safety. ”

"Don't worry."

"Unlicensed photojournalist, you have been evaporating from the world for a long time, staying in dangerous areas, do you occasionally care about the feelings of others?"

Xue Yichen heard her words and stopped talking. He lowered his head and took a sip of the cocktail sent by waitress, and the little girl said the name of the wine in beautiful English, PlantersPunch. The alcohol was strong, and he felt that his whole body warmed up instantly, and the chill that had just been blown into his body from the subway mouth melted.

On those nights in the wilderness, he sometimes warmed himself with wine.

Feng Jingxi's mind at this time was still a barren and thirsty desert, those people wandered on the border of famine and war, filthy, unclothed, and thin as wood; The woman numbly let go of the baby's corpse in her arms; There were children staring at him for long periods of time with their large, hollow and weak pupils, and flies crawling on their dirty little faces until they slowly lost signs of life.

Actually, if it weren't for the appointment with Guan Zailan today, he wouldn't have entered such a prosperous area, he has always been the kind of person who lives in isolation. He goes anywhere on earth, the only city center that fears the crowds.

Between meals, Guan Yulan took a charcoal-grilled oyster and put it on his plate, then pointed to the lights of a building in the distance with a spoon that ate oysters.

"Tonight, there is the best airborne Australian oyster in Shanghai."

Feng Jingxi looked in the direction she pointed, it was just a small corner of the bright night. This city is lit at night and extinguished during the day, and no one can see the lights that are surging and floating.

"Today is the 10th anniversary celebration of the Caesars Group, which was held at the Shanghai headquarters. ”

"Hmm."

As she spoke, she suddenly took out a purple delicate envelope from Dior's handbag with a mysterious face, and shook it in front of Feng Jingxi's eyes, like a cheerful little girl.

"The VIP letter for Caesar's 19th anniversary dinner was delivered to my office yesterday by the commissioner."

Feng Jingxi looked out the window indifferently, and the Pearl of the Orient would also become a monument in his eyes.

"All I need is a male partner."

"You're missing an MD, not your patient." He replied.

"M.D., I'm not as decent as you."

He sniffed out the clue and remained silent, but he had already turned on his defenses.

She could see it, but she was never discouraged.

"You should accompany me to the appointment."

"I always agree to your requests unconditionally, without time and place."

He looked up at her in surprise.

"It's time for you to repay the favor." She stressed.

He lowered his eyes and stopped looking at her.

"Why don't I call you by your real name? Anyway, you also returned to China and graduated. "She's serious today, and she's got a killer idea.

When he raised his eyes again, that expression was only relevant to Lan Neng.

"Promise me?"

"Don't be stupid, I'm dressed like this today. You see, Mex sent all my clothes to be washed. This was the last surviving thing to be taken out of the washing machine. In fact, when he speaks, his deep voice is very good.

However, there are probably only two people in this world who can make him say such long sentences. One is Feng Jingxi whose name is Mex, and the other is Guan Zailan.

Guan Zai Lan vows to use all the patience of this life on this patient.

"It's enough for me to dress decently. Miss Bi only pays attention to quality and disdains packaging. “

He glanced at her.

"Besides, now I'm going downstairs to get a suit, will you wear it? Would you like? ”

He was speechless, she knew him too well.

"Just accompany me, so that I don't wear this skirt in vain, it's always okay, right?" Perseverance in the blue is probably the magic weapon for treating autistic patients.

"In this restaurant, you are the most beautiful, and you are not dressed in vain." Still, it is consoling that her patients do not have intellectual or vision problems.

But he wasn't complimenting her, he hadn't even admired her in the eye.

Guan Zailan finally launched the soft internal power and began to lure, she knew that he still needed a step.

"The Belon oysters that come in by air will eat you back to your puberty years, really." Guan Zai Lan looked at him with fascination.

“......”

"You'll also get the best dim sum, like the Versailles macarons."

“......”

"You're going to get absolutely good wine, and I've heard that you've got one of the most professional wine suppliers in Europe."

“......”

"You'll see stars, beautiful women."

“......”

"You'll ......"

"Okay, I'll go. Let's go. ”

Feng Jingxi knew that he couldn't screw her, and he also knew that there would be no good ending if he continued. With that, he put on his hat and turned to leave his seat. Guan Zailan now contentedly put on her coat and followed him. One walked like flying, the other was graceful, and there was a full 5-meter distance between the two.

After the two people who were so mismatched stepped into the elevator, the doorman still pretended to be calm, but he couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes. How could such an unfashionable man take such a beautiful woman?

Guan Zailan looked back at the doorman when she stepped out of the elevator, and it was her profession to read other people's thoughts. Then she deliberately stretched out her arm to hold Xue Yichen's arm, leaving this doorman and this cold elevator with an unforgettable back.