In modern times, there is a lot of traffic, high-rise buildings, and bustling nightclubs, the magnesium lights are shining and dazzling, but they reflect the true appearance of everyone's face, under the sanctimonious face, there are rotten bones, full of desire and intoxication, socialites try their best to scratch their heads and make gestures, all of them want to tie up with Mr. Wang on the VIP seat.

Speaking of this Mr. Wang, but the well-known sons and sons from all over the world, often go in and out of these Fengyue places, he runs this large company, his family background is solid enough, and he often spends a lot of money for the woman he likes, so this woman wants to be friends with him, on the luxurious sofa, Mr. Wang holds a beautiful woman in each hand, rings fat and green and thin, sipes of wine, enjoys the joy of the cup, the bodyguard next to him swallowed his saliva, and is very envious: "If life is so happy, what more can you ask for as a husband!" ”

Mr. Wang raised his wine glass and said loudly: "Come, brothers, let's go, the feelings are deep, everyone is not drunk today." As soon as the words fell, there were people chasing fame and fortune competing to pat the horse: "Mr. Wang is really arrogant, we will follow you in this life." For a while, sycophants and braggarts flew together, and the air was filled with the stench of wine and meat.

Suddenly, a faint fragrance hit, like an intoxicating evening breeze, Mr. Wang looked up, a woman wearing a cheongsam of the Republic of China walked towards him, twisting the bee waist and beautiful buttocks while walking, the demeanor was all in all directions, indescribably gorgeous and refined, he suddenly felt that the women around him were like dung, all lost their color, and they were fascinated: "My Wang has been a prostitute for half his life, and today I can only see the beautiful woman." ”

Hooking up with this kind of lady is naturally different from usual, Mr. Wang immediately put away his vulgar face and changed to a gentleman's appearance: "Seeing the girl, it is my Wang Mou's third life that I am lucky, I don't know if I can ask the girl's name, and I will eat (ruler) vegetarian in the future." "It's like Dong Shi's imitation, which makes people laugh.

The woman smiled lightly: "My name is Zhuang Mengli, taken from Zhuang Zhou Mengdie, the story of the soul is inseparable, I am very happy to meet you." Friendly stretched out his hand, Mr. Wang looked at the jade hand covered with cardamom, and unconsciously played with it: "Oh, a good name, it is cultured and poetic, but I heard the old man say that dreams and reality are opposites, and the separation in dreams is an encounter in reality, and our encounter is also fate, I don't know if the girl is willing to spend a day with me." "The form is stupid, and the face is hateful.

People are so shameless that Zhuang Mengli wanted to give him a slap in the face, but he suppressed his impulse, his apricot eyes were slightly raised, and he pretended to send Qiubo: "Yes, you can, but you have to promise me one condition." Mr. Wang saw her eyes staring, flickering, as if with the taste of time, unlike people who are unscrupulous in this era for profit, they like it more, and their hearts are like the bite of thousands of ants: "No matter what conditions are mentioned, money, cars, and houses are no problem." ”

She put her plump lips on Mr. Wang's ear, like Yan Yu whispering among the flowers: "Mr. Wang is really straightforward, but I am not a vulgar fan, I am not greedy for any money, it is better to dance a ballroom dance with me." Mr. Wang put his arm around her waist and walked to the stage, where a pool of clear water in the center rippled slightly under the effect of electronic music. This song doesn't match, so let's change it. She snapped her fingers, and the originally noisy and noisy song came to an abrupt end, followed by a fresh and melodious song: "This is night Shanghai, do you like to listen to it?" ”

The song is melodious and frustrating, as if coming from an old-fashioned gramophone, full of precipitation over the years.

The lyrics sing: "You are a city that never sleeps, the lights are up, the singing and dancing are leveling, the smiling face greets her, who knows that she is depressed in her heart, she is ruined of her youth, the dawn is hazy and wakes up, reminiscing about the nightlife... ”

Mr. Wang began to panic in his heart, because in modern society, few people listen to such songs and dance like this, although it is good to remember the past, but the creepy thing is that around the stage, there are no original wine-colored men and women, but a group of gentlemen and nobles, dressed in dresses and pleated skirts, applauding under the stage, he wants to break free of her hands, but his body does not obey the call.

Thoughts accompanied by beautiful singing, the petal hidden in the heart of the rose-colored memory, in Zhuang Mengli's mind emerged, the high-rise building is wide and cold, the degree of flying flies, it was the Shanghai social field in 1936, a drunken gold cave, people are drunk in the dream, relying on alcohol and touting numb nerves, like greedy for the rich poppy to the extreme, constantly sucking their own years.

In this cheers one after another, Zhuang Mengli was dressed in a fox fur, accompanied by fine dance steps, slowly stepped onto the stage, black velvet wrapped hands climbed onto the microphone, Nong Nong's soft words came out of the microphone, the singing voice was smart and ethereal, like snowflakes in the sky, lingering in everyone's hearts, at this time she on the stage, independent, radiant, like the most shining pearl of Shanghai!

The cheering crowd did not drown out his burly figure, the officer's name was Ye Bingyan, he didn't dare to be interested in Feiyu drunken moon and embracing flowers, and looked at the stage with deep eyes, and the adjutant on the side reminded: "Brigade, such a grand occasion, beautiful women are like clouds, why don't you take a look at one, do you really want to be in the middle of thousands of flowers, and the leaves don't touch?" ”

Ye Bingyan was expressionless, and only pointed at her in the center of the stage: "Who is she?" "She's it!" The adjutant pursed his lips, and seemed to have a lot to say: "She is a flame flower that is difficult to pick, and those who dare to taste it are not afraid of death, this woman has close contacts with the Qinggang and the party-state high-level, and a while ago there was a master who was not afraid of death, clamoring to marry her as the fifth aunt, but she was beaten to death a few days later and thrown into a stinky ditch, it is said that Du Yuesheng instructed her subordinates to do it, so ah, we still don't climb this kaolin flower." ”

The officer took off his white gloves, revealed his hands covered with ravines, and straightened his tie: "The more thorny the flowers, the more I want to pluck them." He gracefully walked towards Zhuang Mengli, who was holding half a glass of red wine, took her white hand, and kissed it gently: "Dear Miss, you are the most beautiful scenery tonight, contemptible Ye Bingyan, I don't know if I can invite Miss to dance together?" ”

His begonia-like eyelashes were slightly raised, revealing a pair of blazing starry eyes, staring at her emotionally, outside the window, the moonlight of Ru Lian happened to hit her face, handsome and pretty, in stark contrast to which children who were bent on having fun, so that she had been in the wind and moon for a long time, her face was slightly flushed, but she immediately regained her demeanor: "It's really candied tongue, but Mr. Ye's rhetoric is a little old-fashioned, I have been in the social circle for so long, I haven't heard any sweet words, men, it's all the same." She pretended to twist her head to the side, her dark curls rising in the wind, pretending to be cold, but secretly snickering.

"It's quite old-fashioned, but I'm sincere, heaven and earth can learn from it." Ye Bingyan straightened her chest, as if she wanted to cut her heart to see, she could feel the beating sound of her heart, like a breeze blowing across the surface of a gentle lake, provoking the budding of love.

Zhuang Mengli raised his hand, grabbed his tie, rotated the lotus step, moved to the front, grabbed his neck, and hooked the corners of his charming mouth: "Here, it is a place where drunken dreams and death, there is no sincerity, even if there is, it is only a short moment, after the joy, where to go to the shengxiao." ”

Ye Bingyan whispered in her ear: "Don't believe it? Then cut it open and see. Pulling out his portable saber, Zhuang Mengli gently returned the knife to the sheath, smiling with pear blossom tears: "Do you know? We are very much like a peach blossom fan, the peach blossom is dyed with blood, wasted the years, paid all, and the fan fell in love with the more delicate flowers on the branches, you can wash away the peach blossoms without hesitation, for you, maybe it is ordinary, for me, it is a lifetime. ”

She straightened his cuffs: "Come on, I belong to you tonight, and after tonight, we should not know each other." It seems to be light, but there is spring in his eyes, and there are faint tears on his face, Ye Bingyan suddenly felt pity: "Your flower is blooming in my heart, and it can't be washed off for a lifetime, how about following me?" ”

At this moment, she felt that she was the happiest person in the world, leaning tirelessly in his arms, like a weak willow supporting the wind, Ye Bingyan was holding warm fragrant nephrite in her hand, and was overwhelmed by this sudden surprise, and couldn't help asking, "Why did you choose me?" She gently stroked his face, and there seemed to be autumn water and spring waves in her eyes: "This question, I will spend my life answering, are you ready to listen to my answer?" "Communication, to be exquisite, but now she has forgotten the treacherous power struggle, only the desire to win the heart of one person, the expectation of the white head not to be separated, the golden light, is still so dazzling and dreamy, fascinated everyone's eyes, but makes them sober.

"Jump well, we'll be the focus today." He took her hand and walked to the center of the stage, accompanied by soothing music, dancing, sometimes majestic, sometimes distant, sometimes quiet, like a rafter with a large pen wantonly swaying between the papers, the atmosphere does not lose solemnity, her feet are swaying, dancing gracefully, provoking the surrounding audience to applaud, at this moment, she feels that it is worth giving up the life of glass and ceiling, to pursue an ethereal, may fruitless love, just like the absurd heroine in a romance novel, it turns out that she is also a person in the book.

The starlight in the sky brought the memories back to reality, and the purple light in her eyes flowed, like a night pearl in the night, looking at the hearty Mr. Wang, and said softly: "I only need your heart." The jade finger suddenly pierced through his chest, grasping the beating heart: "Oops, I touched it." Mr. Wang's body was lying down softly, and the puppet who wanted to break the line had already lost his eyes and lost his life, Zhuang Mengli sucked the heart of the bloody forest with his sandalwood mouth, and his lips were red with blood: "Why don't you have a heart, like yours." ”