Forgive me
Luxury cars gallop through the busy streets.
The night in Shanghai is an inexhaustible extravagance and intensity.
The car drove into the night mansion, the garage opened, and the luxury car braked steadily.
Zhou Lu got out of the car in a hurry, leaned back on the seat with a tired face, and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel.
The mobile phone rang, and it was a text message from Zhou Xiangqun again.
Always send some inexplicable words, swipe your fingers, and block them for a short time.
After a moment of silence, he pushed the door and got out of the car.
The brightly lit French-style villa is greeted by a relief mural on the right side as soon as you enter the door.
The woman stepped on the stool, her long hair was shawl, she was dressed in white pajamas, white was very ethereal on her, the cinnabar pen in her hand tapped the mural on the wall, her little finger was slightly raised, and her painting felt very natural.
The temptation that is clear at a glance loses the sense of mystery.
As soon as the car keys were put aside, Zhou Lushen was silent.
Wen Xin slowly looked back, "Coming back?" β
Zhou Lushen put one hand in his trouser pocket, "What are you doing here?" β
"Looking for you."
Deliberately tapped his lips with cinnabar, and the curvature between Wen Xin's lips was extremely bright red, "What do you want to do, you can't do it, right, Childe Tuesday." β
With a few words, she is coaxing.
She looked at him and deliberately teased him, "It's okay to have an old relationship." β
Not close, not far away, looking at each other.
Zhou Lu leaned on the handrail of the stairs, with a raised eyebrow that did not match, he moved very desiredly, and smiled even more, "Miss me?" β
Wen Xin raised his lips, "Yes." β
Zhou Lushen smiled, the meaning was unknown.
Eyes pulled away from her and turned to the wall murals.
Wen Xin knew how to put a long line of fishing, so he didn't ask deeply, and continued to add cinnabar to the phoenix on the mural.
It was her first day with him, and it was the time of the completion of the mural.
The 40-square-meter wall is a phoenix flying map, this golden light is not an ordinary pigment, it is a genuine gold, azurite is refined from phoenix green feathers, and ochre is used as the background color.
With a dozen lights, the phoenix overlooks all life, and the mythical phoenix sacrifice ceremony.
Carrasco mural masters from abroad came to design and color him personally.
In the silence, Wen Xin spoke first, "Don't you invite me to drink a glass of water." β
Zhou Lu raised his eyes lazily and lazily, motioned to the bar, and asked her to pour herself.
He was not in the habit of serving.
Wen Xin looked at him and raised his eyebrows playfully.
She vaguely remembered how they broke up.
Zhou Lushen is always drunk and drunk by Zhou Lushen, she doesn't admit defeat, and wants to move Zhou Xiangqun to provoke men to fight.
She played harder and wilder.
Zhou Xiangqun was thunderous.
But when can Zhou Lushen indulge her, no matter how much she is favored, she will not let her play with the Zhou family in Kyoto, the old man Zhou has walked through the rain of bullets and bullets before, and he has made great achievements, can he joke with her?
The breakup was mentioned by Zhou Lushen.
That's where the feelings end, that's his cordon.
He knew she was trying to capture him.
He was angry.
Wen Xin won't cry or make trouble, no matter how much she loves, she won't bow her head to Zhou Lushen, she bets on Zhou Lushen to say angry words.
"Ah Shen, don't break up with angry words, even if it's angry words, I will take it seriously."
After that, the two broke up completely.
People like Zhou Lushen have understood the rules of human feelings since they were young, and they are cruel by nature, and they treat feelings very lightly.
He didn't look back.
She relied on the guilt of breaking up in his heart, and refused to turn back and beg him.
Wen Xin retracted his thoughts and put down the cinnabar basin, "Don't forgive me, right?" β
He pursed his thin lips lightly, "Forgive you what." β
Wen Xin's shoulders relaxed, "Obviously, you indulged first, and whispered with the eldest lady of the Xie family in the luxury car, can't I have a temper." β
After a while, Wen Xin added, "This time, forgive me." β
She rarely bows her head and begs for someone, but she only begs for him.
In front of Zhou Lushen, there is really no such thing as his noble son who will take the initiative to bow his head, she knows that if she overplays again, this man will really run away.
Looking back at him, he was already striding upstairs.
The French spiral staircase was lit up, and in the middle of the night, his back was sexy and noble, with an unconcealed and unconcealed unbridled demeanor, and the feeling of being treated as if she was leaving was deep and chaotic.
Wen Xin got down from the stool, "Tomorrow the board meeting of Wei's Group, my 20 billion major shareholder, you must remember to come and attend." β
He's um.
Wen Xin went to the sink to wash his hands and went out to leave.
She is not in a hurry to touch him, she has time.
She thinks that Zhou Lushen is right to that person, and he just wants a temporary freshness.
When people went to Beijing, he didn't go back to live in the night mansion.
But she cares, and she is reluctant to be touched by others if she belongs to herself.
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On the occasion of the final.
The official announcement of the rules of the competition, the official selection of songs, the same track, the contestants should capture the image expressed in the repertoire.
After reading the announcement, Xing Fei felt that her Ajing was stable.
Before going on stage.
Shen Jing took the pipa handed to her by the staff, and their competition tools were all kept by the official.
Before taking the stage, Shen Jing used to check the audition.
Su fingers are slightly down, as if a sharp blade has cut through flesh.
It stinged like that, Shen Jing couldn't bear to hiss, and a bloody streak appeared on the nail piece connected to her fingertips.
Her lute has definitely been tampered with, and the extremely sharp silk thread has been replaced.
Xing Fei came back with water, and couldn't wait to walk up to Shen Jing, shocked in place, "What's the matter?" β
Shen Jing motioned to Xing Fei to look at the silk strings of the pipa.
It took a lot of effort to imitate it very realistically, and if it weren't for the fine blood stains that had solidified, it would not be possible to see which one was a false string.
Xing Fei went to find a band-aid, bent down in front of Shen Jing, and treated her wounds, "It must have been Lu Yi who did it." β
"Our things are kept by the organizers, how did she get the pipa?" Saying that, Xing Fei got up, "I'm going to go to the organizer to theorize, it's something they keep, and they are responsible." β
Shen Jing was not in a hurry, "Don't worry about it for now, there are still 10 minutes to play." β
Xing Fei pulled her back, "How do you go up, we have to be fair." β
"I canβ" Shen Jing smiled and stretched out her left hand, "Change your fingers." β
With the left hand.
"Have you ever used your left hand?" Xing Fei looked at her sideways, "This is in the final, not a joke." β
Shen Jing is very beautiful, and her pipa playing skills are extremely high, but the most capable thing is her throat.
Shen Jing replied, "When I was at Grandma Xu's house, I practiced with my left hand, and what Grandma Xu taught, regardless of my left hand or right hand, is a necessary skill. β
Shen Jing's right hand was scarred at that time, so she tried to learn with her left hand, for the glory of the group, she naturally wouldn't take risks, no matter what the ending, she couldn't quit the game if she was injured, and she didn't have the big face to stop the game.
Xing Fei nodded her forehead.
In case of trouble, never panic.
Shen Jing walked to the front desk, "I have a recording of their rumors in my hand, and I'll clean them up after the game." β
Behind the curtain, Zhou Xiangqun frowned slightly, turned around and instructed his assistant, "Go and find out who did it, and the organizer should also check." β
The assistant nodded and walked behind Zhou Xiangqun.
Those little girls don't know this at all, and dare to do things under the nose of this superintendent's event, and they will all send you in.
"What about the game?"
"Go on." Zhou Xiangqun said with his back hand, "She can do it, if I pause, she will be even more affected by public opinion." β