Mingsheng stood in the elevator and saw himself on the elevator door, and realized what an impulsive thing he had done.

When she pinched the umbrella in her hand and hesitated to go back, the elevator "ding" and the door opened.

She eventually stepped out of the elevator anyway.

I was in turmoil for a while.

So that he obviously had an umbrella in his hand, but he did not open it to cover the rain, and walked in the rain that was falling all over the sky.

I've always been proud of my lack of reason.,Dominated by emotion.,I don't know what I'm running to.。

She walked up to the white BMW.

The man who was leaning lazily against the car door was nowhere to be seen, only two cigarette butts lay at his feet, proving that he was indeed here.

The rain brushes against the delicate face, and the coolness is transmitted to the brain in an instant.

The surging impulse finally subsided.

Mingsheng lowered his eyelids and pulled the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly.

Annoyed that he made a meaningless move, in fact, why didn't she?

is obviously determined to cut off the love thread, why do these actions that make people misunderstand and break the thread?

Mingsheng came to his senses completely, and while he was away, he turned around and was about to go back.

Turning around, looking at the visitor, his heart skipped a sudden beat.

Stunned, he froze in place.

Two meters away, through the drizzle, Fu Xizhou stared at her with a calm face.

He must have stood in the rain for a while, covered with damp moisture, and even a pair of dark eyebrows and eyes seemed to be stained with hazy mist, exuding a gentleness that Ming Sheng had never seen before.

He looked at her wet hair after bathing.

Down, her curvy soft pajamas, and visibly wet cheeks, frowned slightly.

"Why did you come down again?" He asked, puzzled.

Mingsheng Sakura's lips opened slightly, blinked, flustered for a second, pinched the umbrella in his hand and lied wittily, "Huh? Oh, suddenly it's menstrual period, and there are no tampons left at home, so ......"

Later, he awkwardly did not say any more.

It was really a last resort to use such a shameful reason, otherwise how could she explain it, she recklessly appeared here in a nightdress, drenched in the rain in front of his car in a daze.

It's a good reason, but it's still reasonable.

However, Fu Xizhou looked at the umbrella she put away a little, and there was no mobile phone in his hand, and his pajamas didn't even have pockets that could hold cash.

Junlang's eyebrows narrowed slightly, and he politely did not debunk it.

"Wait."

He walked briskly past her, opened the door, went to the car, took out a dark trench coat, and put it on her shoulders.

Then in a moment of Mingsheng's stunnedness, he took the umbrella from her hand, opened it, and covered the heads of the two of them.

The umbrella seems to isolate the outside world.

Under the umbrella, two pairs of lacquered eyes quietly looked at each other, letting time flow.

Mingsheng instinctively avoided such a look, and asked seemingly casually, "Why haven't you left yet?" ”

"The addiction to cigarettes is up, smoke for a while and then leave."

Fu Xizhou's tone was natural, but he deliberately avoided it, and this "for a while" time was actually a bit long.

It was so long that Ming Sheng stayed at home for a while, and even after taking a shower, he hadn't left yet.

Mingsheng also did not debunk it.

"I ......"

"I ......"

The two of them almost spoke in unison (), and so on? [()]?『 Come and see the latest chapter? The full chapter'(), each of them was amused, and the corners of their mouths curled up pleasantly.

"Ladies first." Fu Xizhou was very gentlemanly and asked her to speak first.

Mingsheng stared at the person in front of him, as if he couldn't see enough: "I, I should go to the convenience store......"

Having said that, a pair of clear eyes were deeply attracted and did not leave his face.

I didn't move my pace.

His deep eyes were a dark sea at the moment, with a quiet twilight, which made people unable to extricate themselves from drowning and falling.

The same is true for Fu Xizhou.

She is naturally beautiful, with a pair of eyes and eyebrows, and she is especially good-looking.

He tucked the trench coat over her shoulders and held an umbrella for her.

"Mind if I go with you?"

He changed his previous strong style, and in order not to be rejected, he even found a reason why he had to be accompanied, "I'm going to buy a pack of cigarettes." ”

On this lonely rainy night, Mingsheng had no way to refuse the company of a gentleman.

The two walked side by side under the umbrella, but did not hold hands, like a pair of ordinary friends, walking slowly to the convenience store at the entrance of the community.

Mingsheng squatted and picked out a pack of commonly used tampon brands, Fu Xizhou took a pack of cigarettes at random, took it from her hand with a natural expression, and went to the cashier to pay.

Mingsheng, who followed him, had a sneering expression.

- He knew he didn't have his phone with him.

On the way back, the two chatted, and the atmosphere was warmer than just now.

"How is Qiao Yu?"

"It's good, I probably went on a date with my boyfriend in the evening, and I haven't come back yet. Is Liao Qing okay? ”

"Let him go on a business trip, as long as the man is busy, he will forget about the emotional setbacks for a while."

It is his heartfelt words, but because the object of his speech is Mingsheng, it will inevitably lead to a short period of coldness.

Mingsheng's eyelashes fanned slightly, and he didn't let the scene cold for too long.

"It's the same with women." She said softly.

In the end, it is a relationship that cannot open up and chat happily.

The two stood in front of the BMW again, and there was no reason for each other to linger.

But the eyes were unconsciously glued together, as if a lot of words had not been poured out, and each other hesitated, very unhappy.

Fu Xizhou said: "I am also going on a business trip recently to Hong Kong City for a few days. ”

Mingsheng ghosts make gods

Poor: "I'm going to Paris next week." ”

Paris has always been a special city for them.

Fu Xizhou was stunned, staring at her eyes, flashing with suspicion: "How long will it take?" ”

"The boss gave me two weeks off, so I'll stay for ten days."

Mingsheng said vaguely, "There are some things to do. ”

"For example?"

Seeing him ask intently, Mingsheng rubbed his cold hands, and had to make it clear, "The apartment where I have lived for a few years must be returned, and the luggage must be packed up and shipped back to China. ”

Fu Xizhou's expression was flat, just wishing her a smooth trip.

In fact, I said "goodbye" several times in the evening, but this time, it must be the last time.

"Then I'll go up."

() Mingsheng pointed upstairs, saw the windbreaker on his shoulder, and wanted to take it off, but was stopped by Fu Xizhou.

"Wear it, and give it back to me if you have a chance." He didn't care much about a piece of clothing, and handed the umbrella to her, "Go up, be careful of the cold." ”

Mingsheng nodded, and before leaving, he pointed to the whole pack of cigarettes in his pocket.

"Smoke less." She kindly advised.

"Okay." He smiled and beckoned to her.

When Mingsheng returned home, he didn't turn on the lights, just like an eighteen-year-old little girl who had just fallen in love, she quickly rushed to the floor-to-ceiling window and opened a corner.

The BMW downstairs is still there, and the man next to the BMW is looking upstairs with his neck slightly up.

She stroked her throbbing chest and let go of the curtains in fright.

It was as if that corner was burning with her unbearable.

I sat in the dark for a while, waiting for my rapid heartbeat to subside.

She shuddered and lifted a corner again.

The car and the man were gone.

She sat on the cold floor and sighed for a long time, as if she had survived the catastrophe.

On the weekend, I went to the magic capital with Qiao Yu to listen to a concert, I was a male singer I loved in college, and the two girls shed a tear of mourning youth in the chorus of 10,000 people, and after the concert, they laughed and laughed, and went to eat the first supper hot pot in autumn together.

In the new week, Mingsheng departs for Paris.

I haven't been back to Paris for a few months, and Paris has entered the cold and windy late autumn, I thought I was already familiar with the city, but I really returned from China to live, and suddenly found that this city was very unfamiliar.

Once the mood changes, even if there is a warmly furnished nest here, there is no longer a sense of home.

A lonely stranger must eventually obey the call of home and return to his homeland.

After being busy for a few months, he suddenly became free, and Mingsheng still couldn't find the rhythm of his vacation.

After two days of doing nothing, I went to the Champs-Elysées to stroll through the streets of the Champs-Elysées and drink coffee and bask in the sun in a small restaurant by the Seine.

Although the time of a person is free and leisurely, it also lacks a little fun to share with others.

Mingsheng tilted her head in the tavern to listen to the old man next to her talk about the recent union strike, today the sanitation workers are on strike, tomorrow maybe the bus drivers are participating in the strike, she remembered the garbage piled up on the street in front of her house, and the overall cleanliness is not as good as half a year ago.

There are always several strikes a year, and Mingsheng is no longer surprised.

Thinking that it was not the right time to come back recently, he yawned and went back to the nest.

Colette, a colleague from France, heard that she was back in Paris for a vacation, and the next day she came after work with a glass of wine.

It is also the opening to complain that the recent wave of strikes has seriously affected the normal life of ordinary Parisians.

"Tired of the strike wave that has been going on for several months, I'm leaving dirty Paris and exploring the strange land of the East."

Colette, a brown-haired girl with many freckles on her face, has always been curious about China, and last week she finally got the opportunity to send to the imperial capital for half a year, and she was crazy with joy.

"Then we'll see you in Haicheng."

Mingsheng's face was full and plump, and he poured her red wine with a smile, "You will definitely fall in love with this city." ”

Colette likes Mingsheng's Chinese-style barbecue, and Mingsheng moves out her barbecue tools, and the two of them are in Yang

A shelf was erected on the side of the table.

Of course, Mingsheng, who comes from a big country in the East, plays the role of barbecue, and Colette washes some lettuce and eats it later.

The doorbell was ringing, and Colette ran to open it.

Mingsheng concentrates on being a cook, smearing the meat with domestic sauces bought from Chinese supermarkets.

“Lona!”

Colette called out to her at the door, in a strange tone, and could be heard a little excited.

"You'd better come out!"

Mingsheng put down his tools and glanced casually at the door.

From her point of view, only the corner of the black coat outside the door was seen, the fabric was exquisite, it should be cashmere texture, and the silhouette was excellent.

It's so late, who will come to visit?

Curious, she wiped her hands and walked over to Colette, "What's wrong?" ”

Her black eyes looked out the door defenselessly, and she was completely stunned when she saw who was coming.

Outside the door, Fu Xizhou was dusty, wearing a cashmere long coat outside, the clear shoulder line of the coat modified his figure to be more thin and shapely, and a light gray undershirt inside, with a graceful and noble son's temperament, as if he had just walked out of the set of an idol drama.

Even though Colette has seen too many handsome guys in the fashion circle, suddenly such an Asian beauty appears in front of her, and her eyes can't help but be a little straight.

"Barbecue?"

Fu Xizhou smelled the smell of meat in the air, and without waiting for Mingsheng to speak, he entered the door very naturally, first took off the cashmere coat on his body, and rolled up his sleeves.

"Just give us the men the dirty work."

His handsome and extraordinary face was completely devoid of the restraint of the guest, and he looked at the already demented Mingsheng with a smile, and took off the apron on her body, "Madame only needs to be responsible for elegance." ”！