Street lights repeatedly hit the windows of cars passing by at night.
Lin Wutong helped Liu Sisi sit in the back row of the car seat. Liu Sisi leaned on her shoulder, still holding the empty wine bottle in her arms. The light sliding outside hit her face piece by piece,
It illuminated her smart face and hazy eyes.
The light also passed over Lin Wutong's body, making it hazy, as if he was passing through a flower.
Lin Wutong said to the man in front of him: "Thank you."
The car drove through the silent streets late at night, passing through a large number of grocery stores, and finally stopped in front of an alley.
You can't drive a car there.
Lin Wutong pushed the door open and got out. When he passed the window of his car, he looked in his direction and wanted to say something, but the window was not pulled down, so Lin Wutong shut up and helped Liu Sisi into the alleyway.
, walked towards Liu Sisi’s residence.
As soon as I opened the door of the house, a strong musty smell rushed out, as if no one had lived in it for a long time.
Liu Sisi didn’t know how many times she had been back to this residence during this period.
As soon as I walked up the stairs, the old-fashioned building stairs immediately made a creaking sound, like a long-ago memory.
Lin Wutong remembered that his home was built in this old-fashioned building. When he came home from school at that time, he could still smell the smell of oil fumes from the house next door and the sound of the owner cooking. Opposite was his own door.
That kind of old-fashioned building has red-painted wooden doors that make a squeaking sound when pushed open. However, their neighborhood has good security and nothing has ever happened. But later I heard that the area was going to be transformed into an economic zone, so the houses had to be demolished.
.But Lin Wutong heard Lin Ruhai say that the house was left by her mother's ancestors, so it couldn't be demolished no matter what. Lin Ruhai and Wanzhen were under the care of the state at that time, and they were both literary and artistic people. Once they said they couldn't move,
Then there is nothing the business side can do.
But then an accident happened, and Lin Wutong had no choice but to sign out of the house. Now it is prosperous. In the past, there were several small floors hidden under the red-walled tile-roofed house. The wall outside the house was covered with roses.
, the place that blooms in brilliant red in spring can no longer be found.
Lin Wutong once stood in that dazzling shopping mall area and stopped to look around, but he really couldn't find that "home" anymore.
The bedroom door opened and Lin Wutong helped Liu Sisi in. The bed was covered with bright sheets. Lin Wutong helped her lie down on it, and then covered her with a quilt.
Thinking about whether she would vomit in the future, Lin Wutong stood next to her for a while. Seeing that she had no reaction and fell into a deep sleep after being drunk, Lin Wutong walked out with confidence.
When he reached the door, he went back and stood by the window, opened the curtains and looked outside.
From the window on the second floor, you can see the cold light of the night lights on the other side of the alley sliding over the bodies of high-end cars.
Lin Wutong opened the door, walked downstairs, closed the door of the big house, and ran into the alleyway.
Ji Fanli leaned on the car, pointed at the red star, and smoked quietly.
When Lin Wutong ran over, he was tapping the cigarette butt with his finger. Lin Wutong had some beads of sweat on his forehead and looked up at him.
Lin Wutong was attending Liu Sisi's celebration party today, so she didn't dress up much. Just like other staff members, her bangs were cut at an angle, with a few strands stuck behind her ears, and her hair was tied into a ponytail at the back.
Wearing a caring T-shirt and tight-fitting jeans. Together with Liu Sisi, who just wrapped her breasts in a rose-colored dress, she looked like an agent and an actor.
Her figure is small, but the proportions are appropriate. She can be concave or convex. She is actually very beautiful, with a sense of exquisite fullness. Otherwise, she would not have been favored by the agent in the first place.
At the silent alleyway late at night, cars occasionally drove by with loud noises outside, and the lights swayed past like a marquee, illuminating Lin Wutong's face.
In this light, she raised her head and looked at him.
So the look in her eyes was clearly visible.
Ji Fanli gently tapped the cigarette butt with her fingertips.
She raised her head, her cheeks were small, her face was like a bright moon and stars, and the look in her eyes was a little bit scattered.
Ji Fanli sighed softly, lifted her chin with his fingers, and kissed her quietly.
That little infatuated look in her eyes always fascinates him, as if everything in the world has been shattered, and he is still in her eyes.
It was as if she stood at the door and looked up at him with her bright cheeks under the afterglow of the setting sun. It was just such a simple look, but it seemed as if her cheeks were shining brightly, and her eyes were dotted with stars, all filled with the light of stars.
**** "Let's get in the car and take you back." The kiss lasted for about half a minute, soft and soothing. Lin Wutong seemed to be able to breathe smoothly the moment his lips touched. The close cheek felt a faint
The already familiar aroma of ambergris...
Lin Wutong took half a step back, no longer looking at him, and said, "No, I'll stay here tonight. It's not good to run around so late."
Ji Fanli didn't comment, so she opened the door and got in, intending to start the car and leave.
Lin Wutong asked him: "Why are you still upstairs so late?"
Ji Fanli finally felt a little tired, leaned back on the chair, pressed the corners of her eyes with her fingers, and said: "There are some problems with the business in France. We are stepping up efforts to solve them now."
"Is there nothing wrong?" Her voice was a little worried.
"It's okay." Ji Fanli reassured her.
"Are you free next weekend? Come with me to a club."
Lin Wutong seemed to hesitate for a moment, then nodded.
The car cut through the night, leaving only a few low whistles in the air.
Lin Wutong returned to the small building and went to the room to take a look at Liu Sisi. She was still sleeping deeply and showed no signs of waking up in the middle of the night. The curtains by the window fluttered gently in the night wind.
Ji Fanli's car drove back to the Dark Emperor Building. He will continue to stay up late and fight against the strange ups and downs of French stocks in recent times.
His delicate, god-like face seemed to have an even more dazzling light against the light of the computer that made people afraid to look directly at it.
************Horse racing has always been a sport loved by nobles.
Baroness Karin Ullmann, a descendant of Germany's largest banking family, is a passionate fan of this sport.
In Germany, equestrian and horse racing are still aristocratic sports. There are 39 racecourses in Germany, 200 commercial horse training companies, and about 2,500 professional racing horses. Some of these horses are worth more than 1 million euros. There are an estimated 1,200 people.
Serve these "high-end animals". Cologne is a paradise for famous horses. There are 500 such high-end horses in 6 stables in the south of Cologne alone.
What surprised Lin Wutong was that she didn't expect to see such a racecourse in China.
Although she didn't recognize the high-end horse breeds in the stable, she knew they must be extremely precious. Perhaps each horse had its own pedigree and was more noble than humans.
This is also a strange thing about this era. Even if the aristocrats and rich people keep a pet at home, its daily expenses may be as much as your annual income. There is no comparison between humans and pets.
It was the weekend, and Lin Wutong promised Ji Fanli to accompany him to the club.
There is a large mountainous area with green grass and a blue sky.
There is a small racecourse surrounded by fences outside the stables, but further away is a larger free riding field.
In the racecourse, two or three breeders were surrounding a horse. When they saw Ji Fanli coming, they politely bent down to greet him: "Hello, Mr. Ji."
He had already changed into riding equipment, a noble and heroic knight's uniform, breeches and riding boots and a helmet, and held a short, sturdy leather riding crop in his hand. He had a slender and tall figure, which made him look better.
Lin Wutong also changed into riding clothes, a pure white shirt with a lace collar, the collar buttons were fully buttoned, a black jacket on the outside, the hem of the shirt was tucked into tight women's breeches, and leather boots were worn underneath.
She didn't know she was coming here at first. Her hair was pulled up into a nice bud, her bangs were stuck to her forehead, her cheeks were as big as her palms, her eyes were big, and she wore a simple, small, light pink dress underneath.
After changing and preparing to come out, the hair is just right for wearing a helmet.
Lin Wutong followed him into a stable, where three horses were standing, all snorting docilely.
Lin Wutong watched him reach out and touch the neck, mane and cheek of one of the horses. The horse turned its head and sniffed his palm with its big, warm eyes.
Lin Wutong imitated his example and reached out to touch the face of a smaller horse next to him. As a result, the horse immediately put its ears back, avoided it impatiently, and kept stamping its feet back and forth, looking angry and alert.
.
Lin Wutong bit his lip and stared at it. Ji Fanli next to him chuckled softly. The breeder on the side explained to her: "The three horses here are all purebred sweat horses. They only treat their owners."
He is docile, so miss, if you touch him, he will not give in."
Lin Wutong asked: "Then how do I ride it?"
The breeder looked at Ji Fanli next to him with some embarrassment. Seeing that he didn't say anything, he carefully guessed: "Maybe, Miss, you can choose a tamer one on the other side. The horses here are all of high-grade pedigree.
, so even if they are docile, it doesn’t necessarily mean they are incompetent.”
Lin Wutong nodded and was about to choose a horse in the stable on the other side, but was stopped by Ji Fanli.
"etc."
"What's wrong?"
Ji Fanli walked over, brought her back and said, "One of the joys of riding a horse is to tame the horse - among the three horses, the one next to it is the docile. You can try to tame her."
Lin Wutong glanced at him and thought, okay.
She walked towards the horse, but as soon as she reached out her hand, it retreated back and snorted at her, causing Lin Wutong to be frustrated.
Ji Fanli came over, held her hand and slowly stretched out towards the horse: "Horse is actually the most docile animal in the world. As long as you can tame her, she will be loyal to you. Come on, don't be afraid.
"
He held her hand and touched the horse's face: "The most sensitive part of the horse is behind the ears. Don't try to touch there at first. Try to touch her face first."
Maybe it was because their owner was here, so the horse didn't show much disrespect. After snorting lightly a few times, Lin Wutong allowed Lin Wutong to touch it.
"You can look into her eyes, then slowly approach her, touch her belly and back..." He taught her the skills of horse training.
"If you find that she doesn't resent it, you can try to get on the saddle and ride on her back."
Lin Wutong was indeed scared. She knew how to ride a horse, but that was an ordinary horse that was well-tamed on the set, and this one was obviously a wild and untamed sweat horse. The difference was not a little bit different.
Lin Wutong tried to pull the stirrup up and get on the horse, but the horse seemed to understand what she meant. His back could not let her up easily, so he immediately tried to rush forward.
Fortunately, Ji Fanli grabbed the horse's rope and stabilized the horse. Lin Wutong failed to mount the horse and was about to stagger back. Ji Fanli hugged her and stabilized her body.
"Come, let me help you."
So Lin Wutong pulled the horse's rope and turned it up again. The horse still wanted to run. Lin Wutong immediately committed himself and clung to its back, holding on to it tightly.
Ji Fanli gently clapped her hands a few times and praised: "Not bad."