CHAPTER XXVII

Wen Zhen has always had a very strange thought.

That's what she caused when she was a child.

There is no child who can grow up healthy and bright after seeing the filth of his parents' marriage, and after learning that his father, whom he has always been proud of, is a scum who seduces a schoolgirl.

And the year she went through this, she was just six years old.

It was only later that she followed Wen Xiangsong and his wife, and was carefully nurtured by them, her grandfather taught Wen Zhen to read and reason, and her grandmother gave her the sincerity of love.

It's as if those distorted, incoherent thoughts have disappeared with time.

It wasn't until she was poked one day that she deeply realized that there was no.

Nothing has disappeared, but has precipitated over time.

But this precipitation only allowed those things to hide, to grow in the area where she thought she was safe.

The summer breeze blows the camphor trees on campus, and the shadows of the trees are mottled.

The tears in her eyes were suppressed, and she looked up at her grandmother: "But grandma, I don't understand, I just want to refuse him." ”

Wen Zhen knelt down in front of him, put her hands on his shoulders, closed her eyes and kissed him on the lips.

So her process went on and on, and finally came to the confirmation:

- Love is false with truth, love is true and false, it is a play, it is nothingness.

She always remembered that when she graduated from junior high school, at the age of fourteen or fifteen, her feelings were the most ignorant and hazy.

She sat on top, and Shuangtui coerced him hard, and it felt really good to be condescending, and it felt really good to be able to rely on power to be above him.

She was about to take the letter and walked to the trash can beside her, the sun broke through the iron sheet, and the fine light illuminated her face, which was unbelievably beautiful, but the coldness in her eyes could no longer be hidden.

By the time I look back, it's already ingrained.

Wen Zhen secretly gritted his teeth and tried to continue to sit down, even if he closed his eyes, there were countless pictures rushing by, he was forgotten by his father in the studio of that small building when he was six years old, and before his birthday, after saying goodbye to his mother, he chased the car that left and ran until he fell, ran until his head broke blood and tears, and the car did not stop for a second;

It was the first time she was admonished by her grandmother when she was fifteen years old, and it was also the same year that her grandmother was seriously ill, she flew to Florence and saw Wen Zeyi, she wanted to ask Wen Zeyi to go home to see her grandmother, but she bumped into him and the female college student who had accused him of seducing Jian and was living in love.

That didn't belong to everything she imagined, Wen Zhen slowly raised her eyelashes, and said seriously: "There are many more things like this, you don't mind and you can listen to more." ”

"Wen Zhen...... I...... I want to talk to you about something. ”

No matter how young I was at that time, there were countless expectations for the future, and there were also countless confusions, and the courage of young people was also the most precious.

As soon as she entered the door, she automatically admitted her mistake and behaved too badly.

The white envelope was handed in front of her, and the young man's handwriting was neatly written with the three big characters of "Wen Zhen Collection".

She wants to go straight from Lanzhong, but the sports committee in the class has to transfer to a different place.

The young man looked at her with a cramped and nervous face, Wen Zhen felt strange and funny, and looked back at him and asked, "I obviously think it's very bad for me to be like this, why don't you stop me?" ”

15-year-old Wen Zhen remembered this sentence in his heart, engraved it deeply, and has always used this sentence to alert himself.

She only told the bad things that she had done to destroy the young man's heart, but she didn't tell any reason.

The boy's neck was half-wet from the sun and flushed, "I...... I like you, starting from the first day of junior high school, sitting in the back row of you...... I have always paid attention to you, and I know that you are very gentle, very approachable, and considerate to your classmates...... Wen Zhen, I like you very much, can you please accept this letter? ”

"Zhenzhen, do you know that your behavior like this will make people think that you are impolite and will make people prejudice against you in the future, but we Zhenzhen have never been bad children, right?"

But at that time, Wen Zhen didn't know how precious the young man's affection was, so he only let the true heart fall to the ground and be stained with dust.

You say you like it, and that's it.

The boy in the blue school uniform stood under the tree, scratching his head with one hand and the other behind his back, looking at the girl with a high ponytail with clear eyes.

Gentle temptation turned into violent heat, only for a moment.

"Classmate, if I throw your letter into the trash can today, will you still think that I am gentle and considerate and kind to others?"

The letter was finally returned to him, and the summer was long, and the fiery clouds at dusk seemed to refine a true heart.

What did Wen Zeyi say?

He said: "Zhenzhen, you don't understand, this is the love that Dad has been pursuing all his life, she understands the other half of my soul, she understands what I want, she is not like you. Mom, you. Mom will only deny my creation! It will only humiliate my self-esteem, hit me, and overshadow me over and over again! Whip my body! in you. Every second by Mommy's side! I'm living like a year! Zhenzhen, you're too young to understand this! You don't know what love is! You don't know what it means to sink for love! ”

22-year-old Wen Zhen just wants to be a bad boy.

Wen Zhen raised her eyes and stared at him calmly, and there was light and shadow casting, covering the impatience between her eyebrows.

Yan Chaoyu bit her lower lip, and her voice hid a warning: "This kind of youth dares to talk to me?" ”

With her white neck raised, she looked like a proud butterfly.

Then wait for his reaction.

But we've never been bad boys.

"Good Zhenzhen, you go on, it's better to swallow a little, you can tell one thing, and by the way, bring out the person's name, otherwise none of us will be happy tonight."

Grandma asked her, what are you wrong, Wen Zhen said a lot, but finally heard grandma sigh deeply, and said: "Zhenzhen, the courage and feelings of youth are very precious, not mixed with a trace of other things, like is simply like, hate is also straightforward hate, but you shouldn't use such a bad way to test other people's sincerity." ”

Wen Zhen really didn't understand: "But Dad, she almost sent you to prison, but it was Mom who saved you." ”

The eyes full of spring waves leaked a bit of sneer at the red world, and even the kiss was given to him.

So when she got home, her dinner was canceled and she went to the study on the second floor to listen to the training.

When she discovers the love around her, she will become more cautious, she will question the love first, test the love, and generally at this point, the love should be dispersed.

So Wen Zeyi pushed her away in a frustrated manner, and it was the first time she had seen her father show such a fierce expression: "Get out!" You and you. Mommy the same! You just want to imprison my soul forever, you. Mom is full of satisfied interests, and so are you! You've never looked down on me, and neither has your mother! Your mother and daughter have never looked down on my work and me as a person! I used to have long hair for more than 20 years, and your mother said that men don't have masculine hair, so she forced me to cut it off, and you deliberately knocked over the candlestick in the studio, right? And my good parents, they are the same! Why did they force me to marry that woman! ”

Walking out of the school gate that day, it was Grandma Wen who came to pick her up with a sun umbrella, there was a rare silence in the car, Grandma no longer asked her how Zhenzhen was doing today, whether Zhenzhen had a good meal at school today, Wen Zhen had a premonition in her heart.

"Only Ah Yun will accompany me, she is different from you, she will never dislike me!"

The screams and the sound of the rain exploded in my head.

Wen Zhen gasped unbearably, her suspender nightdress was half-hung around her waist, the floor lamp shone on her mutton's fat skin, sweat beads soaked her clothes, and her body reached the highest tolerance threshold several times, but she couldn't stop at all, she needed the ultimate crazy physical consumption to counteract the distractions in her head.

It was raining lightly in Paris.

The rain was blowing, and the huge glass behind her reflected the whole of Paris, she was in the center of the city, but also at the very top of the city.

From such a high position, no one can get a glimpse of what is happening on this floor, and they can't see it at all, only the people inside can see clearly.

Wen Zhen half-hung her eyelashes, which were covered with water droplets, I don't know if it was tears or sweat.

As soon as her eyelashes fluttered, droplets of water slid down the smooth lines of her face, and she tasted it, it was salty.

Yan Chaoyu asked her in a loud voice, "Is it enough?" ”

In the dark night, the butterfly vibrates its transparent wings and gradually wets with the torrential rain, which is a magical rain that makes the wings give birth to color, the bottom is black, the main tone is blue, and the bright color is reflected in the dark.

The butterfly flapped its wings, crying out that it was not enough, that she wanted to dye her wings more brilliantly, that she needed more rain.

So while she sat down completely, the rain wood lord rushed upwards violently, this time.

Alternate between pause and wantonness.

It wasn't until the sky turned white that the torrential rain gradually stopped.

Wen Zhen curled up on the soaked sheets, like a child back in her mother's swaddling clothes, her hands tightly wrapped around her.

Yan Chaoyu turned sideways and picked up the pieces of clothes scattered all over the ground, the messy folds were so messy that he couldn't wear a single one, picking it up was like a puzzle, he set his eyes on the initiator, and laughed in a low voice and asked her to fight, Wen Zhen frowned, unwilling to admit it, and only muttered to him not to bother.

As soon as this sound came out, Yan Chaoyu's hand that twisted the silk suddenly paused, raised his long eyebrows slightly, and pulled her chin.

"Zhenzhen, where to learn the ability."

Wen Zhen kicked his hand with his thin legs, touched the sore spot, and hissed secretly: "I'm so tired......"

It should be a lingering and soft tone, so that she can't be so impatient.

Yan Chaoyu had to admit that she was skilled, grabbed her ankles, and coaxed her to pick her up: "Okay, let's wash it first." ”

Seeing that she was loosely conscious, Yan Chaoyu tied the hotel's nightgown, dragged her up, walked to the bathroom and turned on the small lamp, and when he put the warm water, he glanced sideways at a wisp of red silk floating in the clear water, and his eyes suddenly sank.

He tried to be as calm as possible: "Zhenzhen? ”

Wen Zhen raised his eyes weakly, and pillowed on the edge of the bathtub without a little strength, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his pale forehead.

"Let's not wash it yet, we have to go to a nearby hospital."

The water was roaring, and she was wrapped in a clean bath towel, and she leaned on the man's warm chest, muttering, "Why?" ”

Yan Chaoyu's face was calm, he dialed the hotel phone, communicated with the other party in fluent French, and ten minutes later, the female manager of the hotel delivered a new set of women's clothes, from the inside to the outside.

For the first time in his memory, he had served a man like this.

Because of the tear, Wen Zhen was reluctant to go to the hospital, Yan Chaoyu stroked the trembling tears on her eyelashes:

"Do you dare to mess around in the future?"

Wen Zhen's eyes were stubborn, because of the wound, his body began to heat up, and his head was dizzy and he had to play some temper and refuse to answer.

Yan Chaoyu sat beside her, hesitated for a few seconds, and after considering some problems, he continued to call to make arrangements.

Two hours later, the female doctor finished the examination, and carefully advised her, afraid that she could not understand French, and explained in English, and finally communicated with Yan Chaoyu before leaving the suite.

Yan Chaoyu sent the doctor to the door, and when he returned to the room, Wen Zhen had already pulled up the quilt and wrapped himself up.

The medicine was served by the female doctor for her, and when she opened the quilt, the people inside had wet eyes, looking pitiful and making people's hearts tremble.

Yan Chaoyu sighed secretly, only to realize that this was an ancestor.

But to be able to dictate to him like this, it is attributed to the privilege he personally gave Wen Zhen such a privilege.

All flights at Paris Airport resumed normal on the second day.

But Wen Zhen was ill, and her trip back to China was put on hold for the time being, and she had to recuperate for a few days.

The diamond ring in the box was placed between her fingers.

The size of the ring is almost tailor-made for her, but the ring itself is not tailor-made for her.

In the past two days of recuperation, Wen Shan came to see her, the two sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the suite, and they could see the Eiffel Tower not far away, sitting in front of the tower, drinking coffee and eating snacks, Wen Shan sighed lightly, saw her holding a coat, just wanted to ask her if it was hot, and then she was surprised to find that her neck was a little touching.

"Miss Wen Zhen, it turned out that it wasn't a cold, how fierce were you two that night......

She was surprised.

Wen Zhen glanced at her, although she had a weak heart, she never showed it, and only stuffed a biscuit in her mouth: "Sister Shan, you eat the biscuit and drink more water!" ”

Wash your mind!

Wen Shan knew that she had never liked to mention these things, so she didn't mention them anymore, and only asked her when she planned to return to China, or if she had other arrangements.

This alternative arrangement is an allusion to one person.

Wen Zhen's eyelashes flickered, she hugged her bent leg with one hand, took a sip of the flower tea in her hand, her body was almost better, and there should indeed be a decision to set off.

The summer days were long, and at dusk, after Yan Chaoyu came back to have a simple dinner with her, he went back to his room to change out of his warm shirt and slacks, put on a set of ironed suits, and stood upright in front of the bathroom mirror, just made a circle of foam, and picked up a razor to repair his appearance.

Wen Zhen walked by with an idle book in her hand, Yan Chaoyu glanced at the beautiful shadow in the mirror, and suddenly called out to her.

Naturally, the man walked into the bedroom, where he carried him to the washstand and handed over the razor.

The tone pleaded: "Mrs. Yan, help." ”

Wen Zhen's eyelashes narrowed slightly, avoiding his deep, burning eyes, pursed his lips and clenched the razor, scraping the foam off his face very lightly.

"I haven't used this, so it's not bad for me if I haven't shaved it clean."

Yan Chaoyu smiled silently.

Looking back in the mirror, as if he hadn't dealt with it, he finally had to do it again, clean it up, and glancing at the person standing in the doorway, he put his things away and walked towards her, wrapped in the scent of cedar after shave.

"Go change your clothes, take you out in the evening to relieve your boredom and buy some souvenirs."

Wen Zhen hasn't gone out for the past few days, looking at the tower outside the window every day, and it's really a little boring.

She asked, "Need to be formal?" ”

Yan Chaoyu replied: "Whatever you like." ”

After getting the answer, Wen Zhen went back to the room, picked out a few sets of clothes from the suitcase, and finally changed into a pearl pink halterneck gilt tassel dress, with a waist decorated with sparkling diamonds, and the curves were even more slender.

This is what she prepared for a dinner party on her trip to Florence.

It's a pity that she didn't have the opportunity to wear it before, but now she is in Paris, and she still gets her wish.

When everything was ready, the car sent by the hotel was already waiting outside the lobby.

Assistant Chen greeted her as usual.

Driving all the way to the destination without hindrance, Wen Zhen thought about asking where to go halfway, but was fascinated by the scenery along the way, and all the questions were left behind.

The sunset dapples the plane trees on the road, the summer leaves are lush, the light is refracted through the car window glass, the buildings on both sides of the street come into view like a movie, and I heard that Paris is rainy and wet in winter, and the branches are covered with snow, which is even more flavorful.

The sun sank and the car drove into a castle hidden in the city.

Yan Chaoyu held Wen Zhen in his arms and handed the doorman a red gilt card, and then the two entered the gate in a row of ceremonies.

The waiter led the two into a carved door, which was brightly lit and crowded, and the two went straight to the separate seating area on the second floor.

Wen Zhen reacted at this time, it turned out that buying souvenirs to relieve boredom meant participating in the auction.

She blinked her thick eyelashes, "Is this your entertainment?" ”

The corners of Yan Chaoyu's lips curled, flipping through the auction brochure handed by the waiter, and his gaze stayed on one page, "It's a private trip, I want to give you a commemorative gift tonight." ”

He deliberately sold the guanzi, Wen Zhen didn't know what to do, and by then the auction had already begun halfway through, and the prices of the jewelry auctioned on the floor were getting higher and higher.

Wen Zhen was a little excited, until the big screen in the audience suddenly cast a crystal clear blue diamond necklace.

There was an uproar in the audience.

Wen Zhen's gaze couldn't help but linger on this blue diamond necklace for a moment.

Yan Chaoyu picked up the sign on the table and glanced at her: "Like it?" ”

Wen Zhen's eyebrows and eyes stretched, just saying that it was okay.

The blue diamond was too big, and it wasn't the right fit for her.

The auctioneer quoted a starting price of $10 million.

Someone in the audience raised the card, Yan Chaoyu looked calm, bent his fingers and knocked on the table, and when the price rose to 20 million, he raised the sign in his hand and directly added 500.

Everyone sighed, and many eyes turned to the second floor to look for traces, but the search was fruitless.

The only one downstairs who raised the card chose to abstain, only someone on the second floor chased the price with him, and when the price rose to 30 million, Yan Chaoyu suddenly did not chase, Wen Zhen was relieved in his heart, and when the auctioneer was about to shout for the third time, he suddenly raised the price to 39 million.

The hall was silent for a moment, and the hammer fell successfully three times.

A good move, everyone present is a domestic and foreign businessman, and the businessman is the most handy for the exchange of interests.

So Yan Chaoyu can accurately judge the maximum amount that the bidding opponent can pay for this necklace, which will also be the difference in the return he can accept, and when determining the other party's thoughts, he can grab the last opportunity to raise the price, so that the other party suddenly understands that in his case, this gem can not set any value range.

If he wants it, he will get it.

Wen Zhen's eyes widened for a few seconds, and he reminded him in a friendly manner: "Mr. Yan, this thing is not worth the price." ”

Yan Chaoyu looked back at her and only said, "Miss Wen likes it, glass can also be a priceless treasure." ”

At that moment, Wen Zhen actually remembered the second meeting, the bidding for red diamonds on the Gulf Cruise, and the time travel, whether it was a good deal.

Yesterday, she gave him 100 million red diamonds,

Today, he returned with a souvenir worth 300 million, which is precious.

However, a timely piece of news came out on the day of the rainstorm.

The driver was killed in the rainstorm after a car brake failure and crashed into the construction site, punctured the body of the steel bar, and the driver was killed in the rainstorm, but the story behind this is even more embarrassing.

The driver was only 20 years old, and he drove on a rainy night just to meet his girlfriend in a neighboring city, but no one thought that this night would be forever separated.

Wen Zhen suddenly remembered the scene he had seen when he was passing through that night.

She remembered that on the same night, she and Yan Chaoyu met, quarreled and cried, and then sank madly.

At her most vulnerable, her wings were about to break, dangling on the line between life and death.

And at the same time that night, there were also people who died in love.

Loving someone is the sinking of free will, and this sinking is not a kind of willingness to die.

At that moment, she thought a lot, thinking of the young man in the traffic accident, thinking of her father who roared and quarreled with her when she was fifteen years old and shouted for freedom and love.

They all seem to sacrifice everything for love, and Wen Zhen thinks that he doesn't have such courage.

She remembered that she was in the auction house, which itself was a trading place, and everyone was here for it.

What about her and him.

So, she asked knowingly: "Mr. Yan gave me such a valuable thing, so what should I give you?" ”

The moment she said this question, she suddenly realized that those strange emotions in her heart ——— originated from a strong self-loathing.

She's always a master of defeat.

For a while, regret and impetuosity surged into her heart, and countless emotions were about to swallow her.

Yan Chaoyu replied: "Zhenzhen, my answer will not change. ”

(End of chapter)