I stared at him in a daze. Tears accumulated in my heart and wanted to flow down again.
The so-called fate, maybe no one really believes it.
He shook his hand hard: "just pass."
He held it back and didn't let it go.
That pair of black chess like eyes locked me: "Mo Qianxun, I am so familiar with you. Tell me, did we ever know and love each other very well? What I lost was you, right?"
Yes, Xiao Bei, it's me.
As soon as the elevator door rang, the noise outside came into my ears, and my mind came back: "here, I'm going to find my husband."
I almost couldn't help but want to tell him, but it's not necessarily a good thing for him and me.
Linxia is looking for me. I crowded to him: "Linxia, I'm here."
He breathed a sigh of relief and held my hand: "wife, where have you been? It's cold outside?"
"It's all right." I smiled: "will you dance later?"
"Yes. Dong Yang's thousand King Kong came back from abroad and likes dancing very much."
At the beginning of her elegant slow dance, Miss Yang was really a warm and unrestrained person. She took a partner to dance the national standard. She danced very well.
Some ladies and young ladies can do better, so they jump up slowly.
Ji Xiaobei smiled at me in the crowd. When I stared at him, he still smiled, and then came straight here.
I quickly turned around and looked at Lin Xia and talked with several people with a smile, but my vigilance heart was always open.
As soon as Ji Xiaobei got close, I knew.
He secretly scolded this guy and didn't know what he wanted to do. He didn't care what he was up to. However, now I'm Mrs. Lin, not Mo Qianxun.
"Yang Dong, Liu Dong, Lin Manager..." Ji Xiaobei smiled.
Several people were busy saying hello to childe Ji. Lin Xia said with a faint smile: "childe Ji is blessed. I couldn't help feeling sorry to hear your father talk about you and things a few years ago."
Ji Xiaobei said lightly, "it's also my life. We should still be alive. On that day, we went to a snow mountain in Switzerland for adventure. We went together. I was lucky. I was saved by tourists. I didn't wake up in a coma for a long time, and others didn't know my identity."
"If you don't die in a disaster, you will have a blessing, and you will have a blessing." Yang Dong smiled happily: "Mr. Ji is young and has a bright future. In the future, we have to rely on you young people in Beijing."
"Manager Lin, it is said that your wife dances well. Can you lend your wife a dance?"
"Oh, really?" Yang Dong also smiled: "I don't know Mrs. Lin's dancing skills are good."
Lin Xia couldn't refuse. He simply said generously, "you have to take more care of my wife in mahjong. My wife is not very good at it. Chihiro, even if you are so sincere, you always want to fulfill Mr. Ji's wish."
Ji Xiaobei made an elegant gesture in front of me.
I put my hand in his palm, he held it, and then led me out.
I feel like a princess.
I was secretly happy, but I didn't dare to show it in full view of the public.
Each other's dancing skills are not exquisite, but they are just similar. We can't dance too hard on such occasions. It's just a very standard national standard.
If you want to refuse, you will welcome, if you want to be far, you will be near.
Looking at Xiao Bei so close, he can always bring me back when I go far. His body was spinning and he looked at me so wantonly.
But the skirt was too long and almost fell. Ji Xiaobei skillfully took it down and pulled me up.
Panting slightly, he said in my ear, "the skirt is too long. Tear it off."
"OK." tear it off.
He pulled the Rose Lace under his knee and tore it hard. I had a beautiful spin. The skirt was so light.
Miss Yang applauded me first: "good dance."
Without those cumbersome things, the dance became more and more relaxed. There was a burst of applause. The dance of this song was tired of dancing for a long time.
Lin Xia came up: "wife, you're tired. I'll take you to drink."
So far away, Lin Xia held my hand, not angry, not happy, plain as water.
He waved when he saw the waiter carrying the tray. The waiter came and brought me a glass of orange juice: "drink some to quench your thirst first. Let's go back later. It's windy later. I'm afraid your body can't stand it."
"OK."
After drinking, they followed him and drove their own cars, so they went to the image company one by one. I directly returned the diamonds to them: "pay for your clothes and shoes."
"Mrs. Lin?"
I took out the card and gave it to them without much words.
After losing money, she changed her clothes and removed her makeup. Just now the shoes were installed for me. Lin Xia sat on the sofa and waited. When I finished, she came over: "go back."
"Mr. and Mrs. Lin, go slowly."
Walking forward in the car river, when the road forked, suddenly I didn't know where to go. I followed the car in front, and Lin Xia called.
"Wife, that's not the way home."
"It's around here. I'll turn back later. You go back first."
"I followed you," he said.
I sighed, grabbed the steering wheel and drove wholeheartedly.
There are too many neon lights, flashing eyes, too many forked roads, and it's too easy to get lost. The road signs are becoming more and more complex.
In the first few years, even with my eyes closed, I knew where there were forks. Now, I really can't.
If you don't pay attention, it has changed. The city is like a multi-faceted crime. It is changing every day. Quietly, quickly, when you don't know, it has become beyond recognition.
After a big circle, he finally drove home. Xiaoyu was already asleep.
I'll take a bath. Lin Xia is in the study.
He ignored me and asked me why I changed my shoes. After taking a bath, he lay next to me, one side, so close and so far away.
He doesn't ask, and I don't want to say.
The next morning, at the same time as the alarm clock, he quickly got up to wash, tied his hair and bit the bread sent by Xiao Yu. He smiled and kissed him: "baby, Mommy is going to work again."
The throat itched and couldn't help sneezing.
"Mommy, give me an injection."
I'm ashamed. Xiaoyu is so afraid of injections. Every time he sees a doctor in a white coat, he cries first.
I'm sneezing now. I want to send me for an injection.
Pinch his little face: "no, no, Mommy is going to work. Baby, you eat your little bread."
"Daddy," he cried sweetly again.
I looked back at him. He seemed to be sleeping badly. He looked a little dark.
"Chihiro, are you uncomfortable?"