As I sat in my seat, the more I thought about it, the more frustrated I became. My body was exposed to others for free.

Although you are not clean and self-sufficient, it is a loss no matter how you look at it for nothing. The key point is that you cannot ask to see it again.

Come to think of it, equality between men and women is bullshit. If a man is caught peeking at a woman, the consequences will be disastrous. If the same thing is reversed and the roles are reversed, the result will be completely different. Who are you going to find reason for?

I can't help but think of the laws of ancient Egypt. Thieves who steal things will have their hands chopped off, and rapists will cut off their tools. Men and women are treated equally. Although it is harsh, it is still a good idea. It is because of this set of laws that ancient Egypt has been able to exist for several years in history. millennium.

If according to this set of laws, I should gouge out Mu Xichun's eyes, but now that we are known for being civilized, I can't do anything about her. I really don't know whether civilization is progressing or regressing.

The first thing I did after this incident was to close the curtains on the balcony and the window facing Mu Xichun. Although it affected the light transmittance of the room, I felt psychologically safe and there would be no The naked feeling of being exposed to the eyes of others.

Although Mu Xichun promised that she would never look at me again, no one could guarantee that one day she would be on a whim and point the camera at me from a distance.

During this period, the company's various projects are progressing smoothly. The Lakeside Park project is underway as scheduled, and the Jiangnan Jinchun project is ahead of schedule on the other side of the river. Recently, it has acquired several pieces of land in succession, which can be said to be a busy time. Everything goes well.

Fatty Zhang seemed to be less hostile towards Mu Xichun. He would say a few words of flattery in every meeting, and his attitude could be described as extremely humble.

Mu Xichun naturally knew that he had a strong backing, and if he was touched, it would definitely involve the network of the group headquarters. Although the matter could be big or small, it would still have a systemic impact, so Mu Xichun's attitude towards him was considered kind. .

After all, Fatty Zhang's power has been declining day by day since Mu Xichun took office. The party members have been eliminated and the defectors have been eliminated, and he has become a lonely man with no real power.

I once asked Mu Xichun why he didn't give any feedback to the Beijing headquarters to transfer him. There was always some discomfort in staying here.

Mu Xichun's answer was: When a tree gets bigger, there will always be some borers that you can never clean out. If its presence can't even damage the tree's fur, there's no harm in keeping it.

Due to the hot weather these days, I go back to my apartment after work and watch the European Cup while blowing on the air conditioner. Although it is boring to be alone, there seems to be nothing worth doing other than that.

Just as I was chasing the football with the players on the field, my cell phone rang. I glanced at the unknown number and hung up. Unexpectedly, I just put down the phone and the ringtone rang again.

"Who are you?" I answered the phone

"Hello, manager! Don't you remember me?" A charming and slightly drunk woman's voice came from the receiver. It was familiar but not recognizable.

"Manager? You made a typo. What kind of manager am I?" This title made me a little confused.

"How could it be wrong? Your phone number was given to me by your friend who owns a bar!" the woman said firmly.

When I heard the words "friend who owns a bar", I suddenly thought that the owner of this voice was actually a black girl I hadn't seen in a while.

I think it's from that night

It has been more than two months since we had a brief conversation. Unexpectedly, she called me again tonight and asked for Xiangdong's phone number. I just didn't know why she wanted to see me.

"Li..." I remembered that she seemed to have told me her name last time. She blurted out the word "Li" but forgot the last two words.

"Miss Li!" I asked in a hurry.

"Li Wanru, forget it if you can't remember, Miss Li!" The tone there seemed a little unhappy, but it could be heard that it was deliberately pretending.

I smiled awkwardly: "Haha, I blame my poor memory. I wonder if Miss Wanru has anything to do with me?"

"I'm at your friend's bar. I want to see you. Can you come?" Her tone was slow and urgent, and she was a little slurred. I know that only people who drink too much speak like this. I can even imagine it. You can tell how drunk she is now.

I was a little hesitant when she said she wanted to see me. I was afraid that she would be in trouble if she was in her current state. Although I didn't know her well, I could tell that she was a very nervous woman who wanted to do whatever she wanted. If not, what will happen?

"Girl, just tell me if you have anything to say, I'm listening!"

"I'll only say it once, I want to see you. If you don't come, you will never see me again in your life..." Her tone suddenly became sad, and after saying this, she hung up the phone.

I was startled, what did the sentence "You will never see me again in this life" mean? Although it probably won't have any impact on me whether I see her in this life, but I always felt something was wrong when I heard this. Could it be that this What stimulation did the woman receive?

Thinking of her tone when she said this just now, I couldn't help but get excited. Is there something that this woman can't think about?

I felt uneasy in my heart, so I hurriedly put on my shoes and got up and went downstairs. While going downstairs, I took out my mobile phone and called back. However, I called several times but no one answered, which made me feel more and more uneasy.

I was relieved until I took a taxi to the bar and saw the woman who called herself Li Wanru. At this moment, she was sitting alone in the corner of the bar with one hand supporting her head and the other hand holding a shaky wine glass. It looked like Not far from being drunk anymore.

I walked over and sat down opposite her, taking the wine glass from her hand.

"Ms. Li, you must have drunk too much! What do you want from me?" I asked.

She tilted her head and looked at me with drunken eyes. A strand of hair hung down from her forehead and stuck to her face. It was obvious that she had shed tears just now.

She just looked at me like this for a long time. After a while, she suddenly laughed. While laughing, tears welled up in her eyes again. She wiped the tears with her hands randomly, which made her hair even more messy.

"How old are you and are you still crying?" I frowned and made a deliberately contemptuous expression.

She didn't speak, but stood up and took my hand and walked out. When she reached the outside of the bar, she stopped and said, "Come with me to a place!" After saying that, she reached out and stopped a taxi, without any intention of asking for my permission. Opinion.

I didn't know where she wanted me to accompany her, and I didn't want to ask at this point, so I got into the taxi with her.

She didn't speak in the car and looked out the window in silence, but her pupils were not focused at all. She was not looking at the night scene, but in a daze. Although I was curious, I did not interrupt her trance. Since I came You might as well see what she wants to do.

The taxi drove out of the suburbs and finally stopped at a deserted place by the river. Li Wan

Ru paid the fare and walked towards the river. I felt a little uneasy, so I followed her at a distance of one meter to prevent any emergencies.

"I won't throw myself into the river, you don't have to be so nervous!" She didn't look back when she spoke, and I don't know how she judged that I was nervous.

"Miss Wanru, what's the matter with you? If I can help, I will definitely help..." I finally couldn't help but ask.

She stood a few meters away from the river, facing the blue river without looking back. The night wind blew the waves against the beach, making a rustling sound, and blew her long hair and skirt up slightly, far away.

The bright lights of the city made it difficult for me to see her expression clearly.

"Remember when you asked me my name last time?" She said with her back to me.

"But you didn't tell me! Li Wanru is not your real name!"

"I said I would tell you next time we meet, do you still want to know?"

"If you'd like to tell me of course I'd like to know!"

"Not many people in this city know my real name. I only say it once. It doesn't matter whether you remember it or not!" she said leisurely.

"Li Ruyi, if you are satisfied, do you remember it?" She finally turned around and looked at me. Through the street lamp, I could see clearly that the tears on her face had been blown dry by the river wind, and the makeup on her face was wet.

It looked like a mess again.

I nodded and thought about the name Li Ruyi. Her parents must have chosen this name because they wanted her to have a happy life. But people’s wishes are always too good. Little do they know that some people have to do their best just to live. She

If this is the case for me, how can it be that just a name can make everything I want come true?

"Do you know why I asked you to come out?" She looked at me and asked, then turned her head to the river.

I shook my head and took a step forward to stand side by side with her.

"Because I'm leaving, and I may never come back in this life!" Her tone became sad again.

"Where are you going?" I wondered.

"USA!"

"Why are you suddenly going to the United States? How will you survive there?"

"I don't have to worry about survival, because someone is willing to support me!" She smiled and did not look back at me, but I could clearly see a trace of sadness in her smile.

"It's a good thing if someone is willing to be nice to you!" I really don't know what to say in this situation.

"Yes, be good to me! But do you know that as long as there is another person who is good to me in this world, I will not go to the United States." Her tears fell again, and a teardrop hung before it could fall.

On my chin, it looked crystal clear under the illumination of the street lamp, and my heart ached inexplicably.

I was silent and listened to her continue talking.

"He is a university professor. He was very good to me when I was in university. He even resorted to tricks to get me. Do you know that I hate him and I want to kill him! Kill him!" She suddenly became excited and turned to look at me, red and swollen.

His eyes were filled with hatred.

My eyes widened in shock, and I knew that the ugliness of this world would once again be vividly displayed in front of me in a concrete example. I wanted to ask her to stop talking, but I knew that she needed to talk, and she probably wanted to talk again.
Chapter completed!