Abel felt that following this man was a big gamble.

The bet was won and the fame became famous. If you lose the bet, you will directly put your whole life into it.

But in life, how can it be smooth sailing at all times.

He is a thrill-seeker, so he chose him.

"I heard Yang say that you are married a while ago, and I am very curious about what kind of girl the other party is." He smiled.

Hearing this, Duan Baiting raised his long eyes unhurriedly.

He didn't answer, and Abel couldn't let the field go cold any longer, so he said to himself: "Actually, I have a good impression of Chinese women, and the year before last...... Ah no, I think it was the year before yesterday, I talked to a Chinese student in Manhattan, she was very virtuous, and she cooked very deliciously. ”

Abel has talked about too many girlfriends, and the frequency of changing women is quite high.

There are even many people who have followed him, and they can't even meet the word "female companion".

He racked his brains and finally came up with one that could be slightly compatible with Duan Baiting.

It doesn't seem to work on this path.

The man drank all the wine in his hand and turned the glass upside down: "Yes." That's not a coincidence. My wife doesn't take either. ”

Because he temporarily brought his return to China earlier, he had to complete the follow-up work within a day.

Half an hour later, there was a yacht cocktail party, which was said to be a drinking party, but in fact it was a business discussion in the name of eating, drinking, and having fun.

A slightly drunk state has a better chance of success than a more serious occasion.

Duan Baiting is the top priority of this cocktail party, so he must be on the spot.

The man tightened his freshly torn bow tie, picked up his coat and hung it in the crook of his arm, opened the door and left.

Abel looked at his departing back and shrugged his shoulders, feeling helpless.

This man is really as soft and hard as ever, and there is no flaw.

He is also a courtesan in Vanity Fair, and he is still helpless in the face of him.

The yacht party is scheduled for eight o'clock in the evening.

Enter from the gangway and there will be a one-on-one butler leading the way.

Dubai is on the waterfront, and in August, Harbour Bay becomes a gathering place for large yachts.

After Duan Baiting boarded the boat, a man in a white robe came over to shake hands and hug him, smiling warmly: "Kian, I haven't seen you for a long time, I thought you forgot me." ”

He smiled: "I've been a little busy lately. ”

At the first seat, the waiter stepped forward to pour the wine.

Duan Baiting unbuttoned the front button of his blazer with one hand, and his eyes swept over the white jasmine on the table.

The man first picked up his glass and touched it with him: "I heard that you are married, but you haven't had time to congratulate you." ”

I didn't send an invitation to anyone, and I didn't expect the news to reach the Middle East.

This topic is just a passing point, as an entry point to lighten the atmosphere, and to bring out other topics.

These people don't see their wives as such an important role.

The other party can be a pedal for his own business, or a rose locked up in the house.

It will not be a vital part of their lives.

Even so, it has no weight.

The dinner time is somewhat long, lasting until the wee hours of the morning, with superyachts sailing across the Indian Ocean.

After three rounds of drinking, Duan Baiting was already a little drunk.

He went out of the cabin with a cigarette and went to the deck.

The waves are tantamount to sea beasts that outperform tiger sharks, dormant at night.

Duan Baiting leaned against the guardrail, the sea breeze was a little strong, he took a cigarette in his mouth, put one hand to his lips to block the wind, and pushed away the lighter.

After the pale blue firelight ignited the smoke, he lowered his gaze and looked at the occasional wind and waves on the sea.

He actually prefers to stay in the quiet of the night rather than the bustle of the day.

So his routine is almost upside down from ordinary people.

Except for the crew who patrolled by from time to time, there was almost no one on deck.

The hand holding the cigarette, the fingers with distinct fingers, bent slightly. Knock a few times on the guardrail.

This was his usual action as he pondered.

Time As the minutes ticked by, the soot from the end of the cigarette fell into the sea.

Duan Baiting's expression relaxed slightly.

He took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, hesitated again and again, and clicked on WeChat.

He doesn't have many friends in his social software, and the first three words are two digits.

The circle of friends is even more blank.

For them, it's just a tool to socialize, not a place to share their private lives.

But today, he saw the head that appeared above.

The little anime girl with bangs squatted in front of the fan and opened her mouth wide.

This is Song Wanyue's avatar.

She also told him at the time where she came from, and the original picture was a photo of her when she was a child.

This painting is also from her own hand.

She also asked him at the time, "Is it cute?" ”

How did you answer yourself.

He squinted and thought for a moment, but he didn't seem to say anything.

His finger hovered over it, and he didn't come back to his senses until the ash landed on the screen.

Her Moments post was posted 10 minutes ago.

According to the four-hour time difference between Dubai and China, it is now 4 o'clock in the morning in China.

- Learn to learn insomnia. I can't learn and I can't sleep, and I'm in pain (only one person can see this circle of friends)

The accompanying picture shows her lying on the "History of the Legal System" full of notes, holding a pen, looking at the camera with a loveless expression.

Duan Baiting's gaze lingered briefly on the line in parentheses.

This circle of friends can only be seen by one person.

Nine out of ten of her words were unbelievable.

If you open your mouth to coax people, you will be born to please people.

In the Indian Ocean in the early hours of the morning, the sea breeze is cold and cold.

He stood alone on this deck, quite like sitting on a high place, the silence of the green lights of the ancient temple.

He dialed the phone anyway, covering a distance of more than 3,000 kilometers, and he didn't even use three seconds.

On the other end of the phone, it was answered very quickly.

The woman's voice, as excited as a lark, stirred up the coldness of the Indian Ocean.

Obviously, she was the one who started the phone call, but she still knowingly asked: "Why did Tingting call me, is it lonely in the middle of the night, do you miss me?" ”

A giant in the mouth, a dwarf in action.

prefers to tease him, but when he really makes a move, he will only cry weakly and beg him.

Duan Baiting has always avoided answering such questions.

The throat that is already infected and damaged has a tendency to worsen when stimulated by tobacco and alcohol.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the low smoke voice seemed to be mellow and magnetic like an old record.

"Haven't slept yet?"

Her tone was aggrieved, and she was weak: "If you can't sleep alone, why won't you be the day after tomorrow." ”

He knew that the circle of friends she had posted was a hint.

She also knew that he knew that the Moments she had posted was a hint.

But no one broke it, so this scene could be played all the time.

Chapter 19: The Second Watch

"Yes."

The tone is not light or heavy, like very perfunctory.

Duan Baiting changed direction and did not continue to look at the turbulent and dangerous sea.

Turned around and stood with his back against the guardrail.

The cigarette between his fingers, the fire at the end of the fire was extinguished several times by the sea breeze.

On the forward deck is an open-air dining table where all meals are prepared by the chef on site.

The pastry chef was specially hired from France and is known as the Mozart of desserts.

If Song Wanyue can be there in person, she will definitely be very happy. She's such a sweet person.

On the phone, the chatter continued.

Song Wanyue recounted some of the things that happened at home and at the company during his absence.

At the end, he hummed and complained: "I started to prepare for the exam, but I can't learn anything." ”

She really resembles the bird she saw in the desert of western China all those years ago.