Chapter 69: 69
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At that time, the needle pointed to seven o'clock, the last light in the sky was swept away, and the row after row of street lights lit up. Even though the curtain filtered out a layer of light across a hundred miles, Ruan Sixian still felt dazzling.
She covered her eyes and turned to turn on the light.
Before touching the key, I heard the man behind say, "if it's you, how do you choose?"
Ruan Sixian's hand was stiff in the air, the light was not turned on, and the living room was still dark.
Standing two meters away from her, Dong Xian said: "this is the last chance in my life to test for a pilot. How do you choose to stay at home with my husband and my son?"
Long silence in the room, even the air seems to be stagnant.
The atmosphere around her tightly pinched her neck, her brain, can't think, nerve suddenly jump, it seems that the next second will explode.
"I won't let her choose between two."
Suddenly, a hand covered the back of Ruan Sixian's hand, pressed the switch, and the bright light lit up the whole living room.
He took Ruan Sixian's hand and stood sideways in front of her to block Dong Xian's direct eyes.
"Auntie, it's meaningless for you to ask such questions. This assumption doesn't hold here."
Hearing his firm voice, Ruan Sixian looked up at him, her throat itching.
It was very windy outside. He had just come back. There was a cold air in his clothes, but the palm was warm.
When Dong Xian asked, Ruan Sixian's temple suddenly tightened. She felt like she was standing on the steel wire on the cliff. If she moved, she might fall.
His voice, like a strong rope, pulled her ashore.
Fu Mingyu's sudden arrival broke the delicate stalemate between Dong Xian and Ruan Sixian.
He looked into the dining room and the food on the table hardly moved.
"Auntie, have you eaten? Do you want to sit down and have dinner together?"
His "invitation" seems to be an invitation.
Dong Xian, needless to say, was weighing the importance of her and Fu Mingyu in this house. The answer was clear.
She has a very clear sense of Ruan Sixian's dependence on Fu Mingyu.
Two people stand opposite her, there seems to be a barrier in the middle, which indicates that they stand in different positions.
In the end, we have to break up in a bad mood.
With a silent sigh, she went to the table and tried the temperature of the soup with the back of her hand.
"It's still hot." She said, "pigeons are very fresh. The herbs in them are carefully selected. They can calm the nerves. Drink while it's hot."
At the moment when the door closed, Fu Mingyu turned and looked at Ruan Sixian.
He raised his hand to touch her cheek.
However, before touching her skin, she suddenly walked forward, fell on the sofa and fell into the pillow.
"It's killing me."
While Fu Mingyu didn't pay attention, she rubbed her eyes and said, "Why are you here?"
"I'm afraid my baby will be bullied." Fu Mingyu picked up the dishes on the table and went to the kitchen: "and doesn't someone want me to eat with her?"
Ruan Sixian rolled her eyes on the sofa, turned over with her pillow in her arms, turned her back to him, and stood up to run into the kitchen with the rest of the food.
Fu Mingyu put the vegetable field into the microwave oven, "how did aunt come today?"
"Give me something to eat." Ruan Sixian pointed to the table outside, "see, fresh pigeon soup."
When the first dish was hot, he brought it out and asked, "just something to eat?"
"Oh," said Ruan Sixian, "by the way, I have a communication with my heart."
Does heart to heart communication create that kind of atmosphere?
If he had not known that Dong Xian was coming, he would have come back immediately, and he might have quarreled with Da Ren at home with Ruan Sixian's temper.
Fu Mingyu turned and leaned against the side of the cupboard, slightly arched his back, just level with Ruan Sixian's line of sight.
He has a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, "quarreled with his mother?"
"Well." Ruan Sixian turned to serve the meal, and there was a trace of affectation in her voice. "Didn't you hear that?"
Fu Mingyu put his arm around her neck, hooked his wrist and held her chin: "then tell my brother, what's the quarrel with my mother?"
His tone is relaxed. He sounds like a brother and coaxes children.
But Ruan Sixian always knew that for so long, Fu Mingyu had a vague guess about her family.
But she didn't say, and he didn't ask.
Ruan Sixian lowered her head and did not speak.
Microwave oven "Ding" a, Fu Mingyu let go of her hand to open the microwave oven.
"It doesn't matter. If you don't want to say it, you can eat first."
When she didn't have anything important to do, she always had a full dinner.
Eating too much is easy to make sleepy, and the brain is not clear.
But the hour Dong Xian came seemed to exhaust all her energy. Her stomach was empty, and she unconsciously added a bowl of rice.The cup of pigeon soup on the side, I do not know when cold, emitting a fishy smell.
Fu Mingyu sat opposite her and served a bowl of wax gourd soup.
Ruan Sixian was just about to reach for it, but the other side gave it to her.
“……”
Fu Mingyu said, "can you still eat?"
Ruan Sixian took back her hand and nodded her head.
"OK, I can't eat it."
Fu Mingyu laughed and took a sip. The temperature of the soup was just right, so he handed it to Ruan Sixian.
Ruan Sixian turned her head and said, "I don't want to eat anything that comes from me."
The opposite person looked up at her, eyes half narrowed, "do you want me to feed you?"
As a rule, she would roll her eyes and say, "I'm not disabled."
But recalling what Zheng Youan said at noon today, she lowered her head and touched her fingernails, "but I heard that some girls have a boyfriend. They have never washed fruits, tied their shoelaces or even twisted mineral water bottles."
"That's someone else." Fu Mingyu drank the soup and nodded, "you are different. You are a woman who can open the bottle cap with one hand."
“……”
"I'll tell you." Across the table, Ruan Sixian raised Fu Mingyu's calf, "I'm very red now. You'd better be nice to me, or I'll kill you with a single sentence from 630108 Weibo fans."
Not only that, yesterday morning alone, a lot of media rushed to interview her.
Ruan Sixian didn't have the energy and time. She refused most of them and only agreed to a few very formal invitation from mainstream media. Otherwise, all of them should come down. She still has to find an economic man.
Fu Mingyu chuckled.
Ruan Sixian heard a little disdain in his laughter.
"What do you mean?"
Fu Ming Tang looked up at her, raised his eyebrows, got up and went to her side.
"Open your mouth."
Ruan Sixian seems to have PTSD for these two words. As soon as she hears them, she can recall all kinds of things this morning. Instead of opening her mouth, she clenched her teeth.
Looking at her appearance, Fu Mingyu stirred the soup in the bowl with a spoon and said carelessly, "don't you want me to feed you?"
"That's what you said in the morning." the spoon fed Ruan Sixian's mouth. Her brain got stuck and her earlobes turned red.
"Well?" Fu Mingyu touched her lower lip with a spoon. "What did I say in the morning?"
Ruan Sixian snatched the bowl from his hand and pushed him away with her hands and feet. "Go away, I'm not disabled."
When drinking soup, Fu Mingyu has been sitting beside her, leaning against the back of the chair, looking down and thinking about something.
He touched his pants, which had a hard box inside.
Just want to take it out, think about it, forget it.
"Smoke if you want."
Ruan Sixian put down her bowl and said, "it's not that she hasn't smoked a second-hand cigarette."
"Just one." Fu Mingyu took out his cigarette box, "no time to sleep, very sleepy."
Ruan Sixian gave a sneer.
"You don't have time to sleep. You lie in bed with your eyes closed and you still do that."
"Which one?"
“……”
Ruan Sixian snatched the lighter from his hand, lit her head, and looked at him viciously, "is there a lack of incense at the head of the grave?"
This action did not deter Fu Mingyu. Instead, he turned his head and lit a cigarette with the firelight in Ruan Sixian's hand.
He had a cigarette in his mouth and hung his head. The outline of the brow bone and the bridge of the nose was shaded by the light. It was so deep that it had an unreal feeling.
But this kind of unreal feeling made her unable to move her eyes and stare at the film like picture.
After a while, a white smoke rose beside him.
The soup in the bowl has reached the bottom. Ruan Sixian puts down the lighter, and the spoon in her hand touches the wall of the ceramic bowl, making a clear sound.
"The last time I drank this soup was in the summer vacation of junior high school."
"Well?"
She suddenly mentioned this without thinking. Fu Mingyu's fingertips stopped slightly and the ashes shook off a few times.
"At that time, this shop just opened. My mother came to school to pick me up for dinner. This is it."
This sentence is an opportunity she found after brewing a whole meal.
Just now Fu Mingyu asked her about her family. She didn't speak. She didn't want to say it. She didn't know where to start.
Dong Xian is no one else. She is her mother. She is also the wife of the boss of Fu Mingyu's cooperative company. He should know everything about her.
He is different from others.
If she can't even talk to him, she doesn't know who else to talk to.
So even if he didn't ask, she would find a chance to tell him.
It's just that no matter how old the past is, it's also a scar. It hurts to touch it lightly.
It takes more courage to say it all.
"When I was 14 years old, my mother divorced my father. Later, she seemed very busy. She came to see me once or twice a year. The first time she came back was that I went to the Western Chamber banquet. Before, our family could never afford such a restaurant."From the beginning of the story, Ruan Sixian's voice was not light or heavy, as if she was telling other people's stories.
When it comes to misunderstanding, she laughs.
High school that period, very boring, she had two words.
"Senior three have airlines to recruit pilots, but not girls, you know?"
Fu Mingyu nodded, "I know."
This is not a special case of World Airlines. At that time, almost all airlines were like this.
"Later, when I was a junior, some airlines came to the school to recruit students on a tour." Ruan Sixian raised her chin. "I was very confident at that time. I felt that I would be elected because the interviewer liked me very much and the captain who came to preach also left contact information with me, so I packed up when I went back to the dormitory."
Fu Mingyu raised his head and said, "did you leave your contact information?"
"Yes, it's very handsome. Would you like to see it?"
As she said this, she took out her mobile phone and showed it to him.
Fu Mingyu didn't look at her mobile phone. She was very cunning and said, "you have a lot of contacts."
"If I had a lot of contacts, I wouldn't be in that field." Ruan Sixian heavily put down her mobile phone and thought of the incident with a little contempt in her eyes. "As a result, I thought I got the VIP, but it was just a P. I didn't even know that the quota was robbed by the related people. I didn't know it. I didn't know it in silence, and finally I knew it from others."
More than half of the smoke from the fingertips is burning, and the Half Finger long soot is crumbling.
He sighed softly, shook off the ashes and snuffed out the smoke.
Under the warm yellow light of the restaurant, Fu Mingyu's eyes looked dim.
Ruan Sixian held her face and looked at him, suddenly having a strange feeling.
If she had not been squeezed out at that time, she might have met Fu Mingyu.
"If I had met you then." She thought of something and asked, "would you like me?"
Only a trace of smoke lingered in the garbage can, curling up between Ruan Sixian and Fu Mingyu, slowing down the passage of time.
"If I met you at that time." Fu Mingyu looked at her straightforwardly, "then you are Mrs. Fu now."
Mrs. Fu.
Ruan Sixian was stunned, a strange feeling slowly climbed to the atrium, and scratched like a cat's paw.
"Mrs. Fu" is a very nice word.
The main thing is to make people feel rich as soon as they listen to it.
Ruan Sixian opened her fingers and covered half of her face. She didn't even look at him. Her heart beat so hard that she quickly cut off the topic: "my father didn't buy commercial insurance, and I didn't have much money left after he died. I still have to earn my own living expenses in college. When other people go out on a date trip, I work all the time."
Fu Mingyu frowned.
It's hard for him to imagine how Ruan Sixian came here alone at that time.
If I could meet her earlier.
She will not be allowed to live like that.
At this time, Ruan Sixian suddenly raised her head and said with a proud smile, "but when I was in college, I was one of the richest in our class."
“……”
Fu Mingyu's idea suddenly stopped.
"I can't help it. I'm beautiful." Ruan Sixian had her hair cut and answered Fu Mingyu's questions. "Every day Taobao shop comes to me to be a model, and I can earn a thousand a day. Another shop invites me to take pictures at the seaside at public expense. In four years, I have tens of thousands in my small Treasury."
“……”
Fu Mingyu stopped his flood of compassion, picked his eyebrows, "by the sea?"
"Yes."
"What are you wearing?"
"Does this matter?" Ruan Si Xian closed her eyes and inhaled. She wanted to be angry to death. "The key point is two thousand five a day."
"Any more photos?"
Ruan Sixian was stunned for a moment.
She really has a lot of talent.
And maybe the store owner was very satisfied with her photo. At that time, she put it on the front page of the store, and a little bit of it was a big picture. She also saved the original picture.
Anyway, the shooting is so good, there's nothing I can't show him.
Ruan Sixian turned on her mobile phone and found the photos from the cloud.
Although it was taken a few years ago, the aesthetic standards of photographers at that time are not outdated now.
And although that store is an online store, its positioning is middle end swimsuit, sexy but not vulgar. No one believes that it is an art photo without the watermark.
With blue sea, blue sky and golden sand beach, a 20-year-old girl was sitting on the rock in her bathing suit of fresh colors, one leg stretched down and her toes were shining white with sand.
Fu Mingyu took Ruan Sixian's mobile phone and looked at it a few times, but his face was not clear.
"Not good?"
Ruan Si Xian stares at him.
If you say yes, you're dead.
Fu Mingyu didn't answer. He turned off his cell phone and buckled it on the table.
"I said it looks good. Will you show it to me tonight?""No, go away!"
Fu Mingyu took a look at her, stood up and walked to her room.
"Really not!" Ruan Sixian immediately stood up and reached out to stop him. "I haven't been in the water for a long time!"
"No? It doesn't matter. "
Fu Mingyu leaned in her ear and said, "I'll buy it for you next time
He paused, then lowered his voice and said, "it's better to have a lace up. It's easy to take off."
Ruan Sixian pursed her lips and nodded, "can you take off one of my clothes and one of your skin?"
“……”
Fu Mingyu and she deadlocked, also nodded, "OK, whatever you want."
He put on his coat and touched her ear. "After the interview tomorrow afternoon, my parents want to invite you home for dinner."
"Well, good - wait a minute."
Ruan Si Xian suddenly grabbed his arm, "why do you want to invite me to dinner?"
Fu Mingyu feels funny: "shouldn't this be?"
Looking down and seeing her hesitation, Fu Mingyu comforted her in a soft voice: "you don't have to have pressure. I didn't mean to force you. I invited you to dinner because of yesterday."
Although Fu Mingyu said that there was no need to have pressure, he was more nervous about going to his boyfriend's home for dinner for the first time than his first job interview at university.
Ruan Si Xian in order to have a good state, now to drive Fu Mingyu home, and then take a bath and apply the mask to make the film. After an operation, he fell asleep.
Fu Mingyu left Ruan Sixian's home and walked into the elevator. He suddenly thought of something and called home.
Doudou, I'm sorry, I'm going to hurt you tomorrow.
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At that time, the needle pointed to seven o'clock, the last light in the sky was swept away, and the row after row of street lights lit up. Even though the curtain filtered out a layer of light across a hundred miles, Ruan Sixian still felt dazzling.
She covered her eyes and turned to turn on the light.
Before touching the key, I heard the man behind say, "if it's you, how do you choose?"
Ruan Sixian's hand was stiff in the air, the light was not turned on, and the living room was still dark.
Standing two meters away from her, Dong Xian said: "this is the last chance in my life to test for a pilot. How do you choose to stay at home with my husband and my son?"
Long silence in the room, even the air seems to be stagnant.
The atmosphere around her tightly pinched her neck, her brain, can't think, nerve suddenly jump, it seems that the next second will explode.
"I won't let her choose between two."
Suddenly, a hand covered the back of Ruan Sixian's hand, pressed the switch, and the bright light lit up the whole living room.
He took Ruan Sixian's hand and stood sideways in front of her to block Dong Xian's direct eyes.
"Auntie, it's meaningless for you to ask such questions. This assumption doesn't hold here."
Hearing his firm voice, Ruan Sixian looked up at him, her throat itching.
It was very windy outside. He had just come back. There was a cold air in his clothes, but the palm was warm.
When Dong Xian asked, Ruan Sixian's temple suddenly tightened. She felt like she was standing on the steel wire on the cliff. If she moved, she might fall.
His voice, like a strong rope, pulled her ashore.
Fu Mingyu's sudden arrival broke the delicate stalemate between Dong Xian and Ruan Sixian.
He looked into the dining room and the food on the table hardly moved.
"Auntie, have you eaten? Do you want to sit down and have dinner together?"
His "invitation" seems to be an invitation.
Dong Xian, needless to say, was weighing the importance of her and Fu Mingyu in this house. The answer was clear.
She has a very clear sense of Ruan Sixian's dependence on Fu Mingyu.
Two people stand opposite her, there seems to be a barrier in the middle, which indicates that they stand in different positions.
In the end, we have to break up in a bad mood.
With a silent sigh, she went to the table and tried the temperature of the soup with the back of her hand.
"It's still hot." She said, "pigeons are very fresh. The herbs in them are carefully selected. They can calm the nerves. Drink while it's hot."
At the moment when the door closed, Fu Mingyu turned and looked at Ruan Sixian.
He raised his hand to touch her cheek.
However, before touching her skin, she suddenly walked forward, fell on the sofa and fell into the pillow.
"It's killing me."
While Fu Mingyu didn't pay attention, she rubbed her eyes and said, "Why are you here?"
"I'm afraid my baby will be bullied." Fu Mingyu picked up the dishes on the table and went to the kitchen: "and doesn't someone want me to eat with her?"
Ruan Sixian rolled her eyes on the sofa, turned over with her pillow in her arms, turned her back to him, and stood up to run into the kitchen with the rest of the food.
Fu Mingyu put the vegetable field into the microwave oven, "how did aunt come today?"
"Give me something to eat." Ruan Sixian pointed to the table outside, "see, fresh pigeon soup."
When the first dish was hot, he brought it out and asked, "just something to eat?"
"Oh," said Ruan Sixian, "by the way, I have a communication with my heart."
Does heart to heart communication create that kind of atmosphere?
If he had not known that Dong Xian was coming, he would have come back immediately, and he might have quarreled with Da Ren at home with Ruan Sixian's temper.
Fu Mingyu turned and leaned against the side of the cupboard, slightly arched his back, just level with Ruan Sixian's line of sight.
He has a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, "quarreled with his mother?"
"Well." Ruan Sixian turned to serve the meal, and there was a trace of affectation in her voice. "Didn't you hear that?"
Fu Mingyu put his arm around her neck, hooked his wrist and held her chin: "then tell my brother, what's the quarrel with my mother?"
His tone is relaxed. He sounds like a brother and coaxes children.
But Ruan Sixian always knew that for so long, Fu Mingyu had a vague guess about her family.
But she didn't say, and he didn't ask.
Ruan Sixian lowered her head and did not speak.
Microwave oven "Ding" a, Fu Mingyu let go of her hand to open the microwave oven.
"It doesn't matter. If you don't want to say it, you can eat first."
When she didn't have anything important to do, she always had a full dinner.
Eating too much is easy to make sleepy, and the brain is not clear.
But the hour Dong Xian came seemed to exhaust all her energy. Her stomach was empty, and she unconsciously added a bowl of rice.The cup of pigeon soup on the side, I do not know when cold, emitting a fishy smell.
Fu Mingyu sat opposite her and served a bowl of wax gourd soup.
Ruan Sixian was just about to reach for it, but the other side gave it to her.
“……”
Fu Mingyu said, "can you still eat?"
Ruan Sixian took back her hand and nodded her head.
"OK, I can't eat it."
Fu Mingyu laughed and took a sip. The temperature of the soup was just right, so he handed it to Ruan Sixian.
Ruan Sixian turned her head and said, "I don't want to eat anything that comes from me."
The opposite person looked up at her, eyes half narrowed, "do you want me to feed you?"
As a rule, she would roll her eyes and say, "I'm not disabled."
But recalling what Zheng Youan said at noon today, she lowered her head and touched her fingernails, "but I heard that some girls have a boyfriend. They have never washed fruits, tied their shoelaces or even twisted mineral water bottles."
"That's someone else." Fu Mingyu drank the soup and nodded, "you are different. You are a woman who can open the bottle cap with one hand."
“……”
"I'll tell you." Across the table, Ruan Sixian raised Fu Mingyu's calf, "I'm very red now. You'd better be nice to me, or I'll kill you with a single sentence from 630108 Weibo fans."
Not only that, yesterday morning alone, a lot of media rushed to interview her.
Ruan Sixian didn't have the energy and time. She refused most of them and only agreed to a few very formal invitation from mainstream media. Otherwise, all of them should come down. She still has to find an economic man.
Fu Mingyu chuckled.
Ruan Sixian heard a little disdain in his laughter.
"What do you mean?"
Fu Ming Tang looked up at her, raised his eyebrows, got up and went to her side.
"Open your mouth."
Ruan Sixian seems to have PTSD for these two words. As soon as she hears them, she can recall all kinds of things this morning. Instead of opening her mouth, she clenched her teeth.
Looking at her appearance, Fu Mingyu stirred the soup in the bowl with a spoon and said carelessly, "don't you want me to feed you?"
"That's what you said in the morning." the spoon fed Ruan Sixian's mouth. Her brain got stuck and her earlobes turned red.
"Well?" Fu Mingyu touched her lower lip with a spoon. "What did I say in the morning?"
Ruan Sixian snatched the bowl from his hand and pushed him away with her hands and feet. "Go away, I'm not disabled."
When drinking soup, Fu Mingyu has been sitting beside her, leaning against the back of the chair, looking down and thinking about something.
He touched his pants, which had a hard box inside.
Just want to take it out, think about it, forget it.
"Smoke if you want."
Ruan Sixian put down her bowl and said, "it's not that she hasn't smoked a second-hand cigarette."
"Just one." Fu Mingyu took out his cigarette box, "no time to sleep, very sleepy."
Ruan Sixian gave a sneer.
"You don't have time to sleep. You lie in bed with your eyes closed and you still do that."
"Which one?"
“……”
Ruan Sixian snatched the lighter from his hand, lit her head, and looked at him viciously, "is there a lack of incense at the head of the grave?"
This action did not deter Fu Mingyu. Instead, he turned his head and lit a cigarette with the firelight in Ruan Sixian's hand.
He had a cigarette in his mouth and hung his head. The outline of the brow bone and the bridge of the nose was shaded by the light. It was so deep that it had an unreal feeling.
But this kind of unreal feeling made her unable to move her eyes and stare at the film like picture.
After a while, a white smoke rose beside him.
The soup in the bowl has reached the bottom. Ruan Sixian puts down the lighter, and the spoon in her hand touches the wall of the ceramic bowl, making a clear sound.
"The last time I drank this soup was in the summer vacation of junior high school."
"Well?"
She suddenly mentioned this without thinking. Fu Mingyu's fingertips stopped slightly and the ashes shook off a few times.
"At that time, this shop just opened. My mother came to school to pick me up for dinner. This is it."
This sentence is an opportunity she found after brewing a whole meal.
Just now Fu Mingyu asked her about her family. She didn't speak. She didn't want to say it. She didn't know where to start.
Dong Xian is no one else. She is her mother. She is also the wife of the boss of Fu Mingyu's cooperative company. He should know everything about her.
He is different from others.
If she can't even talk to him, she doesn't know who else to talk to.
So even if he didn't ask, she would find a chance to tell him.
It's just that no matter how old the past is, it's also a scar. It hurts to touch it lightly.
It takes more courage to say it all.
"When I was 14 years old, my mother divorced my father. Later, she seemed very busy. She came to see me once or twice a year. The first time she came back was that I went to the Western Chamber banquet. Before, our family could never afford such a restaurant."From the beginning of the story, Ruan Sixian's voice was not light or heavy, as if she was telling other people's stories.
When it comes to misunderstanding, she laughs.
High school that period, very boring, she had two words.
"Senior three have airlines to recruit pilots, but not girls, you know?"
Fu Mingyu nodded, "I know."
This is not a special case of World Airlines. At that time, almost all airlines were like this.
"Later, when I was a junior, some airlines came to the school to recruit students on a tour." Ruan Sixian raised her chin. "I was very confident at that time. I felt that I would be elected because the interviewer liked me very much and the captain who came to preach also left contact information with me, so I packed up when I went back to the dormitory."
Fu Mingyu raised his head and said, "did you leave your contact information?"
"Yes, it's very handsome. Would you like to see it?"
As she said this, she took out her mobile phone and showed it to him.
Fu Mingyu didn't look at her mobile phone. She was very cunning and said, "you have a lot of contacts."
"If I had a lot of contacts, I wouldn't be in that field." Ruan Sixian heavily put down her mobile phone and thought of the incident with a little contempt in her eyes. "As a result, I thought I got the VIP, but it was just a P. I didn't even know that the quota was robbed by the related people. I didn't know it. I didn't know it in silence, and finally I knew it from others."
More than half of the smoke from the fingertips is burning, and the Half Finger long soot is crumbling.
He sighed softly, shook off the ashes and snuffed out the smoke.
Under the warm yellow light of the restaurant, Fu Mingyu's eyes looked dim.
Ruan Sixian held her face and looked at him, suddenly having a strange feeling.
If she had not been squeezed out at that time, she might have met Fu Mingyu.
"If I had met you then." She thought of something and asked, "would you like me?"
Only a trace of smoke lingered in the garbage can, curling up between Ruan Sixian and Fu Mingyu, slowing down the passage of time.
"If I met you at that time." Fu Mingyu looked at her straightforwardly, "then you are Mrs. Fu now."
Mrs. Fu.
Ruan Sixian was stunned, a strange feeling slowly climbed to the atrium, and scratched like a cat's paw.
"Mrs. Fu" is a very nice word.
The main thing is to make people feel rich as soon as they listen to it.
Ruan Sixian opened her fingers and covered half of her face. She didn't even look at him. Her heart beat so hard that she quickly cut off the topic: "my father didn't buy commercial insurance, and I didn't have much money left after he died. I still have to earn my own living expenses in college. When other people go out on a date trip, I work all the time."
Fu Mingyu frowned.
It's hard for him to imagine how Ruan Sixian came here alone at that time.
If I could meet her earlier.
She will not be allowed to live like that.
At this time, Ruan Sixian suddenly raised her head and said with a proud smile, "but when I was in college, I was one of the richest in our class."
“……”
Fu Mingyu's idea suddenly stopped.
"I can't help it. I'm beautiful." Ruan Sixian had her hair cut and answered Fu Mingyu's questions. "Every day Taobao shop comes to me to be a model, and I can earn a thousand a day. Another shop invites me to take pictures at the seaside at public expense. In four years, I have tens of thousands in my small Treasury."
“……”
Fu Mingyu stopped his flood of compassion, picked his eyebrows, "by the sea?"
"Yes."
"What are you wearing?"
"Does this matter?" Ruan Si Xian closed her eyes and inhaled. She wanted to be angry to death. "The key point is two thousand five a day."
"Any more photos?"
Ruan Sixian was stunned for a moment.
She really has a lot of talent.
And maybe the store owner was very satisfied with her photo. At that time, she put it on the front page of the store, and a little bit of it was a big picture. She also saved the original picture.
Anyway, the shooting is so good, there's nothing I can't show him.
Ruan Sixian turned on her mobile phone and found the photos from the cloud.
Although it was taken a few years ago, the aesthetic standards of photographers at that time are not outdated now.
And although that store is an online store, its positioning is middle end swimsuit, sexy but not vulgar. No one believes that it is an art photo without the watermark.
With blue sea, blue sky and golden sand beach, a 20-year-old girl was sitting on the rock in her bathing suit of fresh colors, one leg stretched down and her toes were shining white with sand.
Fu Mingyu took Ruan Sixian's mobile phone and looked at it a few times, but his face was not clear.
"Not good?"
Ruan Si Xian stares at him.
If you say yes, you're dead.
Fu Mingyu didn't answer. He turned off his cell phone and buckled it on the table.
"I said it looks good. Will you show it to me tonight?""No, go away!"
Fu Mingyu took a look at her, stood up and walked to her room.
"Really not!" Ruan Sixian immediately stood up and reached out to stop him. "I haven't been in the water for a long time!"
"No? It doesn't matter. "
Fu Mingyu leaned in her ear and said, "I'll buy it for you next time
He paused, then lowered his voice and said, "it's better to have a lace up. It's easy to take off."
Ruan Sixian pursed her lips and nodded, "can you take off one of my clothes and one of your skin?"
“……”
Fu Mingyu and she deadlocked, also nodded, "OK, whatever you want."
He put on his coat and touched her ear. "After the interview tomorrow afternoon, my parents want to invite you home for dinner."
"Well, good - wait a minute."
Ruan Si Xian suddenly grabbed his arm, "why do you want to invite me to dinner?"
Fu Mingyu feels funny: "shouldn't this be?"
Looking down and seeing her hesitation, Fu Mingyu comforted her in a soft voice: "you don't have to have pressure. I didn't mean to force you. I invited you to dinner because of yesterday."
Although Fu Mingyu said that there was no need to have pressure, he was more nervous about going to his boyfriend's home for dinner for the first time than his first job interview at university.
Ruan Si Xian in order to have a good state, now to drive Fu Mingyu home, and then take a bath and apply the mask to make the film. After an operation, he fell asleep.
Fu Mingyu left Ruan Sixian's home and walked into the elevator. He suddenly thought of something and called home.
Doudou, I'm sorry, I'm going to hurt you tomorrow.
At that time, the needle pointed to seven o'clock, the last light in the sky was swept away, and the row after row of street lights lit up. Even though the curtain filtered out a layer of light across a hundred miles, Ruan Sixian still felt dazzling. She covered her eyes and turned to turn on the light. Before touching the key, I heard the man behind say, "if it's you, how do you choose?" Ruan Sixian's hand was stiff in the air, the light was not turned on, and the living room was still dark. Standing two meters away from her, Dong Xian said: "this is the last chance in my life to test for a pilot. How do you choose to stay at home with my husband and my son?" Long silence in the room, even the air seems to be stagnant. The atmosphere around her tightly pinched her neck, her brain, can't think, nerve suddenly jump, it seems that the next second will explode. "I won't let her choose between two." Suddenly, a hand covered the back of Ruan Sixian's hand, pressed the switch, and the bright light lit up the whole living room. He took Ruan Sixian's hand and stood sideways in front of her to block Dong Xian's direct eyes. "Auntie, it's meaningless for you to ask such questions. This assumption doesn't hold here." Hearing his firm voice, Ruan Sixian looked up at him, her throat itching. It was very windy outside. He had just come back. There was a cold air in his clothes, but the palm was warm. When Dong Xian asked, Ruan Sixian's temple suddenly tightened. She felt like she was standing on the steel wire on the cliff. If she moved, she might fall. His voice, like a strong rope, pulled her ashore. Fu Mingyu's sudden arrival broke the delicate stalemate between Dong Xian and Ruan Sixian. He looked into the dining room and the food on the table hardly moved. "Auntie, have you eaten? Do you want to sit down and have dinner together?" His "invitation" seems to be an invitation. Dong Xian, needless to say, was weighing the importance of her and Fu Mingyu in this house. The answer was clear. She has a very clear sense of Ruan Sixian's dependence on Fu Mingyu. Two people stand opposite her, there seems to be a barrier in the middle, which indicates that they stand in different positions. In the end, we have to break up in a bad mood. With a silent sigh, she went to the table and tried the temperature of the soup with the back of her hand. "It's still hot." She said, "pigeons are very fresh. The herbs in them are carefully selected. They can calm the nerves. Drink while it's hot." At the moment when the door closed, Fu Mingyu turned and looked at Ruan Sixian. He raised his hand to touch her cheek. However, before touching her skin, she suddenly walked forward, fell on the sofa and fell into the pillow. "It's killing me." While Fu Mingyu didn't pay attention, she rubbed her eyes and said, "Why are you here?" "I'm afraid my baby will be bullied." Fu Mingyu picked up the dishes on the table and went to the kitchen: "and doesn't someone want me to eat with her?" Ruan Sixian rolled her eyes on the sofa, turned over with her pillow in her arms, turned her back to him, and stood up to run into the kitchen with the rest of the food. Fu Mingyu put the vegetable field into the microwave oven, "how did aunt come today?" "Give me something to eat." Ruan Sixian pointed to the table outside, "see, fresh pigeon soup." When the first dish was hot, he brought it out and asked, "just something to eat?" "Oh," said Ruan Sixian, "by the way, I have a communication with my heart." Does heart to heart communication create that kind of atmosphere? If he had not known that Dong Xian was coming, he would have come back immediately, and he might have quarreled with Da Ren at home with Ruan Sixian's temper. Fu Mingyu turned and leaned against the side of the cupboard, slightly arched his back, just level with Ruan Sixian's line of sight. He has a shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, "quarreled with his mother?" "Well." Ruan Sixian turned to serve the meal, and there was a trace of affectation in her voice. "Didn't you hear that?" Fu Mingyu put his arm around her neck, hooked his wrist and held her chin: "then tell my brother, what's the quarrel with my mother?" His tone is relaxed. He sounds like a brother and coaxes children. But Ruan Sixian always knew that for so long, Fu Mingyu had a vague guess about her family. But she didn't say, and he didn't ask. Ruan Sixian lowered her head and did not speak. Microwave oven "Ding" a, Fu Mingyu let go of her hand to open the microwave oven. "It doesn't matter. If you don't want to say it, you can eat first." When she didn't have anything important to do, she always had a full dinner. Eating too much is easy to make sleepy, and the brain is not clear. But the hour Dong Xian came seemed to exhaust all her energy. Her stomach was empty, and she unconsciously added a bowl of rice.The cup of pigeon soup on the side, I do not know when cold, emitting a fishy smell. Fu Mingyu sat opposite her and served a bowl of wax gourd soup. Ruan Sixian was just about to reach for it, but the other side gave it to her. Fu Mingyu said, "can you still eat?" Ruan Sixian took back her hand and nodded her head. "OK, I can't eat it." Fu Mingyu laughed and took a sip. The temperature of the soup was just right, so he handed it to Ruan Sixian. Ruan Sixian turned her head and said, "I don't want to eat anything that comes from me." The opposite person looked up at her, eyes half narrowed, "do you want me to feed you?" As a rule, she would roll her eyes and say, "I'm not disabled." But recalling what Zheng Youan said at noon today, she lowered her head and touched her fingernails, "but I heard that some girls have a boyfriend. They have never washed fruits, tied their shoelaces or even twisted mineral water bottles." "That's someone else." Fu Mingyu drank the soup and nodded, "you are different. You are a woman who can open the bottle cap with one hand." "I'll tell you." Across the table, Ruan Sixian raised Fu Mingyu's calf, "I'm very red now. You'd better be nice to me, or I'll kill you with a single sentence from 630108 Weibo fans." Not only that, yesterday morning alone, a lot of media rushed to interview her. Ruan Sixian didn't have the energy and time. She refused most of them and only agreed to a few very formal invitation from mainstream media. Otherwise, all of them should come down. She still has to find an economic man. Fu Mingyu chuckled. Ruan Sixian heard a little disdain in his laughter. "What do you mean?" Fu Ming Tang looked up at her, raised his eyebrows, got up and went to her side. "Open your mouth." Ruan Sixian seems to have PTSD for these two words. As soon as she hears them, she can recall all kinds of things this morning. Instead of opening her mouth, she clenched her teeth. Looking at her appearance, Fu Mingyu stirred the soup in the bowl with a spoon and said carelessly, "don't you want me to feed you?" "That's what you said in the morning." the spoon fed Ruan Sixian's mouth. Her brain got stuck and her earlobes turned red. "Well?" Fu Mingyu touched her lower lip with a spoon. "What did I say in the morning?" Ruan Sixian snatched the bowl from his hand and pushed him away with her hands and feet. "Go away, I'm not disabled." When drinking soup, Fu Mingyu has been sitting beside her, leaning against the back of the chair, looking down and thinking about something. He touched his pants, which had a hard box inside. Just want to take it out, think about it, forget it. "Smoke if you want." Ruan Sixian put down her bowl and said, "it's not that she hasn't smoked a second-hand cigarette." "Just one." Fu Mingyu took out his cigarette box, "no time to sleep, very sleepy." Ruan Sixian gave a sneer. "You don't have time to sleep. You lie in bed with your eyes closed and you still do that." "Which one?" Ruan Sixian snatched the lighter from his hand, lit her head, and looked at him viciously, "is there a lack of incense at the head of the grave?" This action did not deter Fu Mingyu. Instead, he turned his head and lit a cigarette with the firelight in Ruan Sixian's hand. He had a cigarette in his mouth and hung his head. The outline of the brow bone and the bridge of the nose was shaded by the light. It was so deep that it had an unreal feeling. But this kind of unreal feeling made her unable to move her eyes and stare at the film like picture. After a while, a white smoke rose beside him. The soup in the bowl has reached the bottom. Ruan Sixian puts down the lighter, and the spoon in her hand touches the wall of the ceramic bowl, making a clear sound. "The last time I drank this soup was in the summer vacation of junior high school." "Well?" She suddenly mentioned this without thinking. Fu Mingyu's fingertips stopped slightly and the ashes shook off a few times. "At that time, this shop just opened. My mother came to school to pick me up for dinner. This is it." This sentence is an opportunity she found after brewing a whole meal. Just now Fu Mingyu asked her about her family. She didn't speak. She didn't want to say it. She didn't know where to start. Dong Xian is no one else. She is her mother. She is also the wife of the boss of Fu Mingyu's cooperative company. He should know everything about her. He is different from others. If she can't even talk to him, she doesn't know who else to talk to. So even if he didn't ask, she would find a chance to tell him. It's just that no matter how old the past is, it's also a scar. It hurts to touch it lightly. It takes more courage to say it all. "When I was 14 years old, my mother divorced my father. Later, she seemed very busy. She came to see me once or twice a year. The first time she came back was that I went to the Western Chamber banquet. Before, our family could never afford such a restaurant."From the beginning of the story, Ruan Sixian's voice was not light or heavy, as if she was telling other people's stories. When it comes to misunderstanding, she laughs. High school that period, very boring, she had two words. "Senior three have airlines to recruit pilots, but not girls, you know?" Fu Mingyu nodded, "I know." This is not a special case of World Airlines. At that time, almost all airlines were like this. "Later, when I was a junior, some airlines came to the school to recruit students on a tour." Ruan Sixian raised her chin. "I was very confident at that time. I felt that I would be elected because the interviewer liked me very much and the captain who came to preach also left contact information with me, so I packed up when I went back to the dormitory." Fu Mingyu raised his head and said, "did you leave your contact information?" "Yes, it's very handsome. Would you like to see it?" As she said this, she took out her mobile phone and showed it to him. Fu Mingyu didn't look at her mobile phone. She was very cunning and said, "you have a lot of contacts." "If I had a lot of contacts, I wouldn't be in that field." Ruan Sixian heavily put down her mobile phone and thought of the incident with a little contempt in her eyes. "As a result, I thought I got the VIP, but it was just a P. I didn't even know that the quota was robbed by the related people. I didn't know it. I didn't know it in silence, and finally I knew it from others." More than half of the smoke from the fingertips is burning, and the Half Finger long soot is crumbling. He sighed softly, shook off the ashes and snuffed out the smoke. Under the warm yellow light of the restaurant, Fu Mingyu's eyes looked dim. Ruan Sixian held her face and looked at him, suddenly having a strange feeling. If she had not been squeezed out at that time, she might have met Fu Mingyu. "If I had met you then." She thought of something and asked, "would you like me?" Only a trace of smoke lingered in the garbage can, curling up between Ruan Sixian and Fu Mingyu, slowing down the passage of time. "If I met you at that time." Fu Mingyu looked at her straightforwardly, "then you are Mrs. Fu now." Mrs. Fu. Ruan Sixian was stunned, a strange feeling slowly climbed to the atrium, and scratched like a cat's paw. "Mrs. Fu" is a very nice word. The main thing is to make people feel rich as soon as they listen to it. Ruan Sixian opened her fingers and covered half of her face. She didn't even look at him. Her heart beat so hard that she quickly cut off the topic: "my father didn't buy commercial insurance, and I didn't have much money left after he died. I still have to earn my own living expenses in college. When other people go out on a date trip, I work all the time." Fu Mingyu frowned. It's hard for him to imagine how Ruan Sixian came here alone at that time. If I could meet her earlier. She will not be allowed to live like that. At this time, Ruan Sixian suddenly raised her head and said with a proud smile, "but when I was in college, I was one of the richest in our class." Fu Mingyu's idea suddenly stopped. "I can't help it. I'm beautiful." Ruan Sixian had her hair cut and answered Fu Mingyu's questions. "Every day Taobao shop comes to me to be a model, and I can earn a thousand a day. Another shop invites me to take pictures at the seaside at public expense. In four years, I have tens of thousands in my small Treasury." Fu Mingyu stopped his flood of compassion, picked his eyebrows, "by the sea?" "Yes." "What are you wearing?" "Does this matter?" Ruan Si Xian closed her eyes and inhaled. She wanted to be angry to death. "The key point is two thousand five a day." "Any more photos?" Ruan Sixian was stunned for a moment. She really has a lot of talent. And maybe the store owner was very satisfied with her photo. At that time, she put it on the front page of the store, and a little bit of it was a big picture. She also saved the original picture. Anyway, the shooting is so good, there's nothing I can't show him. Ruan Sixian turned on her mobile phone and found the photos from the cloud. Although it was taken a few years ago, the aesthetic standards of photographers at that time are not outdated now. And although that store is an online store, its positioning is middle end swimsuit, sexy but not vulgar. No one believes that it is an art photo without the watermark. With blue sea, blue sky and golden sand beach, a 20-year-old girl was sitting on the rock in her bathing suit of fresh colors, one leg stretched down and her toes were shining white with sand. Fu Mingyu took Ruan Sixian's mobile phone and looked at it a few times, but his face was not clear. "Not good?" Ruan Si Xian stares at him. If you say yes, you're dead. Fu Mingyu didn't answer. He turned off his cell phone and buckled it on the table. "I said it looks good. Will you show it to me tonight?""No, go away!" Fu Mingyu took a look at her, stood up and walked to her room. "Really not!" Ruan Sixian immediately stood up and reached out to stop him. "I haven't been in the water for a long time!" "No? It doesn't matter. " Fu Mingyu leaned in her ear and said, "I'll buy it for you next time He paused, then lowered his voice and said, "it's better to have a lace up. It's easy to take off." Ruan Sixian pursed her lips and nodded, "can you take off one of my clothes and one of your skin?" Fu Mingyu and she deadlocked, also nodded, "OK, whatever you want." He put on his coat and touched her ear. "After the interview tomorrow afternoon, my parents want to invite you home for dinner." "Well, good - wait a minute." Ruan Si Xian suddenly grabbed his arm, "why do you want to invite me to dinner?" Fu Mingyu feels funny: "shouldn't this be?" Looking down and seeing her hesitation, Fu Mingyu comforted her in a soft voice: "you don't have to have pressure. I didn't mean to force you. I invited you to dinner because of yesterday." Although Fu Mingyu said that there was no need to have pressure, he was more nervous about going to his boyfriend's home for dinner for the first time than his first job interview at university. Ruan Si Xian in order to have a good state, now to drive Fu Mingyu home, and then take a bath and apply the mask to make the film. After an operation, he fell asleep. Fu Mingyu left Ruan Sixian's home and walked into the elevator. He suddenly thought of something and called home. Doudou, I'm sorry, I'm going to hurt you tomorrow.
