"Sweet Wedding"

Wild Blue Tree / Text

Jinjiang Literature City exclusive debut

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At the end of December, it snowed heavily in Beijing.

The students in the dyeing and weaving classroom are scattered one after another like evaporating snow water.

The cold means parting.

Take a holiday, submit your resume, buy a ticket home, and welcome a spring on the calendar.

A pinch of green in spring is also stretching in the fog of the classroom.

Jiang Diezhen is boiling verdant bamboo leaves, which are used as a base material for plant dyeing.

She walked to the window behind the stage and watched the night snow.

Because she didn't like it too bright, she extinguished the incandescent lamp, leaving only the faint blue flame to beat.

The bamboo shadows on the four walls are mottled, like the spring forest on an ancient snowy night.

"Hum—"

"Buzz."

There was a slight vibrating sound from the phone on the table.

Jiang Diezhen remembered her friend Huang Weiyuan, who went to interview for a new drama today.

She got up to answer the phone, her dark hair spilling over her shoulders, and her face looked childish and clean.

The heating is on.

For ease of operation, she wore only a thin white dress.

The mist in the classroom was like smoke, and a pinch of snow swept by.

The shaking continued.

A slight uneasiness appeared on the girl's face.

“...... Baby, save me, I'm really finished this time. ”

Jiang Diezhen just picked up the phone.

Sure enough, there was a panicked cry from the other end.

The voice came from Huang Weiyuan, a friend from the film school.

The clothes made in the previous group homework were sold by Huang Weiyuan to many students who needed crew costumes.

In the back and forth of communication, the two became friends.

Winter school internship.

The two rented a small apartment in Yisheng Garden, which is very close to Beihang.

It is convenient for two girls to join hands on weekends and watch boys play ball in the name of visiting the aerospace museum.

Huang Weiyuan sniffed: "I offended Sheng Su last time, today he directly crossed my agent to find a high-level bureau, and drank in Wenhe Hutong near May Fourth Street, I don't have anyone I know in Beijing, Ning Ning, help me." ”

"Ningning" is Jiang Diezhen's nickname.

It was taken by the mother of the National Theater who won the title of first-class actor.

Jiang Diezhen was born, and she obediently did not cry or make trouble, and was a quiet child.

is also destined to be a Wen Ning girl who will not make a big fuss when she encounters something, and will only find a way to help her friends solve it.

"I'm still eating, and I'm about to drink." There was a lot of noise around Huang Weiyuan.

"Don't be afraid, I'm familiar with those places, I'll call you at the door, and you can come out with me."

Jiang Diezhen filtered the broken bamboo leaves and gently came up with ideas.

The silk cloth was submerged in the dye by her.

The dyes of Haiqing and Tianshui Bi swept through the fingertips.

The soap clothes are cranked, and they are very beautiful.

I don't know if it will be, like her student works in recent years, no one cares.

Other students have unique works.

Only she put in a hundred times the effort to carefully sew the folds that came out.

was disgusted by the comment area and said: "Yo, it is worthy of the design of the Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts, at least he is a beggar master when he wears it out." ”

"Is it ugly?"

"Well, hurry up now, hurry up and go to the corner of Lama Temple and ask those beggars if they are dressed."

Every time she handed in her homework, the skirts she made were entrusted to the tutor, and they were backlogged until the end before they were sold.

"It's a very discerning older seller, and I bought it at a high price! The other party really appreciates your creation, Xiao Jiang should continue to work hard! ”

In the approving gaze of the mentor.

Jiang Diezhen blushed so much that she took the rather generous amount of money.

She doesn't know if the kind mentor in front of her has subsidized herself a lot without a sales market.

The girl was a little embarrassed when she thought about it, and felt that she was useless.

Maybe the public aesthetic has its own preferences.

She couldn't step on the spot that was popular in the market.

Jiang Diezhen had already stretched out the azure umbrella, and the snow was swept down on her skirt by the wind.

It was cold to the bones outside, and she wrapped a fox white jacket.

Carefully inspect the bag with a student portfolio and color palette, as well as a hard copy of your resume.

Next Monday, I will go to the famous luxury company Junen for an interview.

Close the classroom door.

Jiang Diezhen softly coaxed the girl on the other end of the phone: "I'm out of school, you share an address." ”

"It's the blue-gray yard full of white camellias in the summer, and the ginkgo tree is planted on the left."

Huang Weiyuan's voice fell into the noisy sound of drinking.

There was a sudden silence over there, as if there were many people, all waiting for her reminder.

"Just come here."

Jiang Diezhen put the sobering medicine in the plastic bag into the bag: "Well, I bought the sobering medicine and hot red ginger tea." ”

Sheng Kun's gang of young masters, in Sijiu City, is really not easy to mess with.

They are like thick clouds shrouded in the sky, and the clouds and rain depend on their mood.

Jiang Diezhen is not sensitive to the affairs of men and women.

But she could feel that every time Sheng Wei pointed out that Huang Weiyuan was looking for him, he meant something.

She helped Huang Weiyuan out of the siege a long time ago.

Sheng Su drove the supercar and asked for Jiang Diezhen's WeChat, so she let go of her friend.

As long as you turn into the club in the courtyard of the Imperial City, you can settle down.

She thought that this would protect Huang Weiyuan.

Huang Weiyuan's side.

Perfume and bottle collide with a loud noise.

"Where's the medicine?"

"Brought it."

"No, Brother Sheng still needs medicine to win the love."

Sheng Su took a sip of wine, his eyelids rose, and he laughed: "What arouses a woman's desire is, of course, the ultimate masculine charm." ”

- "But my little pearl, shrunk in a shell, the mussel has never opened, pure to death." ”

"Some time ago, that half-breed tender model didn't need any obedient water at all, and a Van Cleef & Arpels diamond watch could play until he got tired of it."

In the eyes of Sheng Yun and his group of friends, they were already laughing and unilaterally admitting this anecdote of mutual affection.

"But Little Pearl is different, I have to find a way, let her follow me."

At this moment, Huang Weiyuan wiped away his tears and shrank in the corner blankly.

Her fingers were shivering with cold, and she uneasily clamped her hands between her legs.

Let the man beside him grope his waist and abdomen with a big palm with a strong smell of alcohol.

She saw someone dripping something into the plum wine in front of her.

"Ning Ning, I hope you don't come."

Huang Weiyuan prayed in his heart: "If something happens tonight, I will be uneasy for the rest of my life." ”

Everyone on the sofa is a ruthless corner that is not easy to mess with.

Sun Shuncheng turned the ring ring on his hand: "The one from the Jing family just returned to China some time ago." ”

There was silence.

The people who poured the wine slowed down, as if they were secretive.

"Yo, that master, do you dare to find him to come out and play? Then it's not a matter of clearing the field today. ”

"Duty, don't talk nonsense, the luxury family here is enough for you to admire for a lifetime."

"In junior high school, my father was on the Nanshagou side, and I also accompanied him to Yuyuantan to see his grandfather, and I heard that the old man is not in good health now, and he is recuperating behind the Summer Palace."

"What's the matter, he's coming?"

"A few days ago, I took a woman to Waldorf Astoria to book a room, the courtyard house in Goldfish Lane, and he negotiated a business contract and booked there for a year."

"Hey, that's not cheap - just entertain guests, Jing Luoyu can throw 50 million a year."

"What if it's a bird? People are clean and self-conscious, and they don't want to take their bed companions home. ”

Cheng Fengzhou sold it, "If there is, then it's about to be broken, listen to the Zhong family, and ask him to marry someone." ”

"His grandfather is not in good health, and his father can't say anything about it, so he should follow the rules."

"Also, he is still different from us."

Several people were silent for a moment.

Sheng Su smiled: "What are you afraid of, I'm not afraid of being photographed on entertainment headlines when I play women, it's not much freer than the group of people around him." ”

They are half-hiding and half-hiding to discuss big shots, and they are not playing mysterious.

It's the twist in the middle, which is really silent.

However, it did not arouse Huang Weiyuan's curiosity, but made her worry about Jiang Diezhen even more.

The person who was received, the girl in the white dress who pushed the door and led in, put together the blue umbrella, as if she was looking for spring in the snow.

As soon as she raised her eyes, the men soaked in wine were dizzy.

Jiang Diezhen's face is very small, her neck is smooth, her eyes are crooked, and her pupils are very pale in color, like a light gray watered by snow.

Long black hair, a thin waist that does not cover a hand, and a slender and slender man, walked in front of them.

Huang Weiyuan's heart trembled suddenly: "Ning Ning, are you here?" ”

It was as if I had drunk a lot of lemon juice, which was sour and moving.

There was also a strong sense of unease.

Jiang Diezhen watched her sit timidly among six or seven men with female companions, and smiled at her gently.

It's hard to describe how much wine Jiang Diezhen was poured that night.

She didn't seem to be on guard at all.

Jiang Diezhen's skin is very white, like a thin fetus jade that has not seen the light of day, warm and pale.

Under the burning of the men around him, little by little, he was plated with a hot pink.

Everyone wants to steal jade and incense.

She hadn't finished her glass, and the glasses were courteous on all sides.

Cigars and tobacco in the mist.

Their eyes glowed green like jackals.

Jiang Diezhen held a paintbrush in the ivory tower, not knowing how to drink and tea.

How could Huang Weiyuan not understand.

"Enough, she can't drink anymore."

Huang Weiyuan couldn't bear it, and soon flooded his mouth and nose like the water of Beidaihe.

Because the men around her saw that she was out of place, they scolded her sharply: "Didn't you call her here, pretending to be innocent!" ”

Huang Weiyuan felt that the wine he had just drunk burned his stomach and hurt uncomfortably.

She curled up in a corner.

"Xiao Yuan?"

Jiang Diezhen wiped the wine from her lips with the back of her hand.

She found that Huang Weiyuan's eyes were red, holding her stomach and trembling, so she put down her wine glass.

Her face was greeted by the light, quiet and clean, and the floating thin red was like a touch of rouge.

"My friend has a stomachache, can I take her to the bathroom, I brought stomach medicine."

I know I can't leave at this moment.

Jiang Diezhen took out a blue-blue satin guard from the bag of the white fox jacket that she had taken off.

There are a few peach blossoms pinned to it, and a kitten with squinting eyes and an eye bent at the corners of its mouth, and the wishful knot is buckled on it.

This omamori sent the shrine to open the light.

It means that it will always be good.

Jiang Diezhen's face was drunken rose, as if she was shy.

handed it to Sheng Xu, who was sitting aside: "I made it myself, and I will give it to you." ”

Then she quickly stood up, as if she was as shy as a young girl.

Pulling Huang Weiyuan beside him, he walked in the direction of the bathroom.

The boy buddy behind him has never met such a pure one.

One by one, there was a heckling cry.

Cheng Fengzhou, who had the most fun on the side, also raised his arms and applauded.

"Yo, Requited love!"

Huang Weiyuan, who was standing in the bathroom and thought he was hiding, received Sheng Zhen's news.

[Why haven't you come out for so long, play with me, I opened a room at Waldorf Astoria, you take her there, and someone below will receive it. 】

[It's useless to hide, she drank obedient water.] Wait for the effect, no matter how pure it is, you have to find a man to solve it, understand? 】

[If you don't want to have no filming in the past few years, don't sleep with me and put obstacles in my way. As for me, there are ways to make it impossible for you to get along. 】

Huang Weiyuan stood up tremblingly.

She bit her lower lip, trying to suppress her crying, and asked the person who was waiting for her outside the door.

"Ning Ning, isn't your imperial guard for the person you like, why do you want to give Sheng Su that scumbag."

"Well, what?"

Jiang Diezhen was confused.

"The omamori is the omamori of the cherry blossom kitten."

"That's—if I don't take that out, I can't get away with you."

Jiang Diezhen's face was red, with stubborn childishness, and her eyes were shining.

"I'm all optimistic about the route, I ..... We walked from Dongyuan and said that we would go out to buy stomach medicine. ”

Jiang Diezhen walked down the steps, the snow fell on the hot cheeks of the wine, and the water stains were haloed by the body temperature, like a tear stain.

She didn't realize it, and her thin white fingers raised the umbrella very high, biased towards Huang Weiyuan's side.

Half of his shoulders were covered in snow, sticking together and wet.

Her little jacket was left behind at the banquet, and she was thinly dressed.

"I'll take you to the hotel, don't come out of anything tonight, Ning Ning, did you find out, they came for you, but I can't help it."

They walked out of the club, surprisingly unstopped by security.

Come to think of it, it was Sheng Su who had already said hello.

Sit on the rental.

Jiang Diezhen's skirt had been torn off by the group of people, and her thin and white legs were on the saddle.

She didn't notice it.

His consciousness was a little foggy, and he was still thinking about taking care of Huang Weiyuan, lowering his eyes and rummaging through the brown sugar water in his bag.

"Eh, it's here! The brown sugar water has baked my little purse hot. ”

"Give Xiao Yuan a drink, drink the stomach..... My stomach won't hurt anymore. ”

Huang Weiyuan looked at it in his eyes, and his nose was a little sour.

She likes Jiang Diezhen very much, she is gently spoiled, and she is innocent of not knowing the world.

She knew that Jiang Diezhen had been drugged, and she would be confused immediately.

She was reluctant to lie to her again.

Sending sheep into the tiger's mouth, harming other people's lives, in exchange for one of her own dramas, she really can't do it.

Huang Weiyuan wrapped his scarf around Jiang Diezhen's neck and told him like a fragile treasure.

"Baby, take shelter here for a while, they are coming, you must not go out."

"So what do you do?" Jiang Diezhen put on a pink checkered scarf and asked in a low voice.

"I didn't drink anything, I'm already out, go back to the company and hide. You still have an interview these days, don't worry about me. ”

How did you accidentally open the red door of the courtyard that night?

Jiang Diezhen has been completely forgotten in her confused memory.

She only remembered the national locust trees covered with snow, and the green alleys.

There is a poem that says, "The fire fox is drunk in the plum forest, and the goldfish lantern snow rabbit is shy." ”

It was the end of the year, and the flaming red lanterns swayed gently on the snowy eaves, like a heart flag that trembled without wind.

The baby who has been loved by her parents since she was a child.

For the first time, I knew the differences between people, and fell into a love vortex that was engulfed by anxiety.

Later, she thought, if it weren't for this first encounter.

Jing Luoyu, is it never to love someone.

He is not a vulgar person, and he doesn't even bother to cater to the happiness of ordinary people by the definition of the world.

His father is in the clouds, he is high above, and he has everything, which is destined for his extraordinary life.

Huang Weiyuan sent her to the vicinity of the courtyard gate, answered the agent's call and left.

Jiang Diezhen's consciousness was confused, and her heartbeat was uncomfortable.

Her slender wrist bones were so thin that she could barely hold an umbrella.

The snow was falling, and a thick layer of white had accumulated on the blue-blue umbrella.

In the courtyard in front of you, there are buildings of light and shadow.

Sitting in the depths of the gold thread carved scene, the person in the top position has a kind of heroic handsomeness.

A crowd of people huddled around a man.

All of them are awe-inspiring and low-minded.

Each of them was dressed in suits and leather shoes, and asked for the opinion of the man sitting in the middle with an inquiring nature.

The man was dressed in a black nightgown after bathing, and the straps were loosely tied around his waist and abdomen, with a kind of vague desire and strong temptation.

His facial features are cold and three-dimensional, like thin jade, and his neckline is modified with shoulder and neck muscle lines, and his posture is outstanding.

Jun lies on a high platform, not contaminated with the slightest wind and snow.

He was lighting a cigarette with his eyes down, his eyelids lazily turning upward, teasing Mars, white mist escaping from his lips.

The man doesn't seem to have the slightest interest in the plan depicted by the people around him.

The little girl in the white dress holding an umbrella pushed open the heavy door and fell into his eyes.

He didn't say anything, his eyes swept to her brow, and he traced it again and again without emotion.

"See who that's that?"

The secretary-like man next to him sensed his distraction and alerted the assistant standing by the door.

"It's like a little girl who is wrong outside."

"Mr. Jing, do you need to get rid of her?"

Before the assistant could move, he was stopped by a look from the man beside him.

Jiang Diezhen stood under the porch, her consciousness was dazed, her slender figure swayed, and she almost fell to the slippery snow.

The expected knee pain did not occur.

She was propped up, crooked in the warm crook of the man's arms.

For the first time, the handle of the umbrella she made herself was held in the palm of the hand by another man, shielding her from the wind and snow and the hustle and bustle around her.

"Can you stand up, I'll hold you."

He could smell her, with a thin light scent of bamboo, mixed with strong alcohol that didn't belong to her.

It's like a spring stream that sweeps through a bamboo forest and mountain stream, and is forcibly broken by the laity.

"Why did you drink so much wine?"

His voice was cold, and there was no questioning meaning.

There are so many people who have different minds and ideas that manage to get close to him.

But the words he asked her were as gentle as a lover's pity.

She almost bit her lower lip and tugged at the sleeve of the strange man uneasily: "I didn't mean to disturb you...."

"I'm so uncomfortable..... Can you please not kick me out.... Someone outside blocked me ......"

Unguarded schoolgirl.

For the first time, I have this kind of trust in people I don't know.

It was probably the group of people behind her, who seemed to be relying on his ability, which gave her some assumptions of security.

She could only gamble, like a bird that flew into the deep forest to avoid the storm, and looked up at him helplessly, her consciousness wandering in confusion.

"When we met for the first time, my name was Jiang Diezhen, and my ID card was in the bag, so I didn't slander you."

Winter is dense with snow, covering his robe, silently like broken jade.

This spotless man, holding her an umbrella, looked at her with deep black eyes fixedly.

Jiang Diezhen felt that he had been helping her tie up, and her skirt was torn by the people at the wine table.

Under the influence of the drug, she gasped twice.

The sound of breathing gradually became heavier, falling in his ears, as if he was at a loss for explanation.

"Can you go on your own?"

"I'm itchy and uncomfortable..... I can't open my eyes. ”

As soon as the words fell, he was picked up in the air, and with a protective nature, he was slightly wrapped in the crook of his arm.

The man's fingers against her back and legs were slightly bent, but they did not touch her skin, gentlemanly to the extreme.

She didn't struggle, just clenched his collar uneasily.

His handsome facial features collided with her line of sight, deep eyes, and a fluent and straight nose bridge, which was more glamorous than a movie star.

Jiang Diezhen could smell the base notes of ebony agarwood, mixed with the faint smell of tobacco on his body.

In the slightly cool snow, it floats calmly and elegantly on her side, not aggressive, which makes her very comfortable.

"Just call me Jing Luoyu."

She was stunned for a moment.

His black hair, blown by the wind and snow, stuck to the corners of his lips.

Jiang Diezhen didn't think about anything, afraid of disturbing him and making him feel itchy, so she wanted to help him brush it away.

I didn't expect this to raise my hand.

Confused, her bamboo-stained fingers touched his soft, warm lips.

Her already beating heart was deafening at this moment.

"So proactive, I really want something to happen."

Jing Luoyu's voice carried the magnetism of a young man, casually skimming her ears.