After all, we are all competitors in the final analysis. We may exchange a few words on the scene, but when we get down to the lower level, we are still closer. As soon as the reception is over, all the players return to the hotel and then start a closed-door discussion. Contents
There is only one, how to face the opponents you may encounter in the game.
After coming back, Ye Shuiyou went to the bathroom to take a bath first. Her whole body was soft in the fish tank. The bath water was neither cold nor hot. A brand-new towel was placed by the pool. Soap, bath gel, and hair lotion were also newly purchased.
..Ye Shuiyou has been used to being taken care of since she was a child. Surrounded by her grandparents and nannies, she has never suffered any hardships. When she was a child, she lived with her grandparents in the dormitory compound of the government agency.
Forty years ago, the family compound of this kind of scientific research and academic institution was an upscale community with the highest concentration of high-end intellectuals and cultural elites in the city. It had its own shops, auditoriums, hospitals, kindergartens, swimming pools and even police stations.
A fully functional and self-sufficient independent kingdom and a privileged society. Like most children who grow up in this superior material and spiritual environment, she has a natural affinity for the so-called ordinary citizens who live in alley courtyards and street-facing shophouses.
of contempt and isolation.
Soaking in the hot water, his whole body was relaxed, but his mind seemed full of energy. Ye Shuiyou wanted to find a magazine or something to read, but there was nothing at hand, so he opened his eyes wide and looked around. The feeling of returning after a long absence was the same as above again.
In my mind, I used to think that I would often go in and out of big hotels like this when I was on business. Many details in this bathroom that I didn’t pay much attention to in the past seemed very interesting today. Even the pattern of the colorful glazed tiles on the wall seemed more vivid than in the past.
Youzhi. Like her bedside, there are several pictures of cars hanging on the wall of this bathroom. What about "BMW", "Ford", "Mercedes" and "Maserati", Ye Shuiyou is there
She once had these things posted in her bedroom. Those paintings were collected by her visits to auto expos and daily accumulation. She can drive but has never really learned to drive. When it comes to these classic cars on the wall, no matter where she comes from or where she comes from.
Whether it's the performance style or even the market price, you can find it all, every time. A few years ago, my father bought an "Opel" in Germany. That car is not very popular in places like China that are obsessed with luxury, but in Europe, it is.
Number one in sales.
Ye Shuiyou doesn't like "Opel". His current favorite car is "Porsche", even though its sales volume is the lowest in Europe.
After she had soaked enough, she carefully washed her head and body, put on the bathrobe hanging on the back of the bathroom door, and looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyes were still bright, no different from before.
When she walked out of the bathroom, she saw Xiao Lan sitting on the sofa and the lights had been dimmed. She said, "Brother Lan, can I ask a question?"
In Xiao Lan's room, Xiao Lan and others were not as nervous as others. Ye Shuiyou simply sat on the sofa and ate oranges, while Xiao Lan was watching TV on the other side.
"Ask, it's okay." After giving Danran a heavy punch today, Xiao Lan was still in a good mood. He always had a smile on his face since he came back. He couldn't wait to lean on the bed and watch TV, like a man who had been blind for decades.
People who have regained their sight are as hungry as ever. They don’t even care about programs such as "TV shopping" and "Quyuan Zatan" that they had never been interested in in the past. They even watch the endless advertisements with gusto, and they are quite confused about what year it is today.
of freshness.
"What are you laughing at?" Ye Shuiyou said strangely.
Xiao Lan pointed at the TV, still staring intently and concentrating. Ye Shuiyou thought there was indeed some ridiculous program, so he ran over and watched half of it, like a tug-of-war competition...
"Oh, by the way, don't you have some problem?" Xiao Lan suddenly realized and asked.
"Didn't you like any girls in college?" Ye Shuiyou's face was already slightly red, but he still insisted on asking.
Xiao Lan did not answer directly, because Ye Shuiyou's words brought back that memory in him. (Although it was introduced before that Xiao Lan is relatively stupid when it comes to interacting with girls, but when it comes to the experience of a first love, he is really good at it.
, and what’s even more unbelievable is that Xiao Lan’s first experience was at a relatively high level of progress.) The first time he met her was five and a half years ago, when he had just received an offer from Beijing Institute of Technology.
After receiving the admission notice, he was enjoying the last moment of relaxation before entering school. Every evening, he would gather a group of children younger than him to play football in an open field not far from his home. He seemed to accidentally see the row of people on the sidelines of the field.
Under the thick locust tree, there was always a quiet girl standing, watching them for a long time as they scrambled to trample on the lawn. After the girl stood there for a few days, he began to pay attention and deliberately kicked the ball to her.
Then she ran over to pick up the ball. The first impression she gave him was that she was not like a student but like a professional woman. Because she dared to speak openly and generously: "Hey, you played well." He was then
There was still a bit of shyness on her face, and she suddenly felt good about this girl. The second time the ball rolled over by herself, Xiao Lan deliberately looked at her head-on when she went to pick up the ball, and she immediately said to him, "You are a sportswoman."
From school?"
He couldn't tell whether she was deliberately flattering him or if she really thought so, because he was shirtless at that time and only wore a pair of shorts. He was not strong but very shapely, and his skin was tight and shiny. This was a man who could easily attract the attention of the opposite sex.
His body was obviously one that was regularly exercised. But at that time, he still lacked exercise when talking to the opposite sex. He asked unnaturally: "You live here? I see you all the time."
The girl pointed to an ordinary residential building not far away, "I live there, which building do you live in?"
"I'll live in this building."
The girl made a fuss and laughed: "Really? I thought people living in this kind of building wouldn't play football in such a wild place."
Before he had time to taste whether the surprise was sarcasm or envy, the golfers on the field had already let out a mocking shout: "What are you doing! My calf is cramped!"
He threw the ball back to them and said, "I'm tired, let's take a rest."
The girl seemed to want to relieve him from the embarrassment of being ridiculed by his peers, so she immediately found a topic: "Are you going to school or working?"
This question was extremely pleasant for a future college student who was immersed in the joy of being named to the gold list, but he deliberately answered in an understatement:
"Going to school, Beijing Institute of Technology."
"Really?" The girl's expression immediately became awe-inspiring, "I really can't believe that you are so good at playing football and are still a student at a prestigious university."
This kind of compliment was very flattering to his mood at that time, and the distance between him and her seemed to have suddenly narrowed. He asked: "What about you, are you going to school or working?"
"I'm working as a secretary in a company."
"Oh, not bad. It looks like he's well trained."
"Really? I studied it at a public relations college."
"Really, then you are the public relations lady."
"That's out of the question."
Like many boys and girls who met according to the principle of opposite sex attraction, they became friends after just a few words. It didn't take long for the girl to become a frequent visitor to his house. It didn't take long for the girl to take the initiative again, and they were messing around with him.
Lying on the bed with sundries and clothes spread out under the dazzling sunlight during the day, this was his first sexual experience in his life. In the midst of fear and panic, the pleasure was turbulent and short-lived. Immediately afterwards, he had sex with many men against women.
It was the same pattern. After he had sex with her several times in a row, he felt that everything about her was boring.
After the school started, he began to avoid her. The ubiquitous academic atmosphere in the university and the learned people everywhere made him feel that he should live a very decent life, at least he shouldn't hand in her so easily so early.
He was a girlfriend. But he didn't expect that she was not the kind of woman who could easily get rid of him. She seemed to love him very rashly, so frivolously that it was a bit trendy, but after falling in love, she could bear the humiliation like an old-fashioned woman.
, loyal and loyal. No matter how indifferent or willful Xiao Lan is to her, she is willing to stay by his side like a shadow.
Yes, in terms of looks, education, and family conditions, she is far inferior to Xiao Lan. She is even two years older than Xiao Lan. But this is not the reason why she let him. She only let him because of love.
he.
More than two years have passed like this. He didn't take him seriously, but he relied on her care in life. She overcame the short-term psychological imbalance and gradually got used to it. And he also had a period of conscience.
After being uneasy, I felt at ease. There were many nights when the two of them were alone, and they slept separately like this. He never took the initiative to touch her again. But she still stayed by his side without any regrets, just like a
Unrequited spiritual love.
But in the end, Xiao Lan still told this experience of his own, and very frankly told what he had experienced with the girl. Xiao Lan was not nervous at all, because he felt at ease, even though he had gone through
After such a long time, he gradually had some feelings for Ye Shuiyou, but when it came to talking about marriage, it was still a very distant thing.
Again, in the deepest part of his heart, Xiao Lan, a loser, still had some resistance to rich girls like Ye Shuiyou.
"Why did Brother Lan break up with her again?" Ye Shuiyou was obviously asking knowingly.
But Xiao Lan, who was relatively unfamiliar with matters between men and women, certainly didn't know Ye Shuiyou's intentions. He didn't want to explain so much, but said very casually: "What's the matter? If you don't feel good, then break up."
"No, Brother Lan, you definitely didn't answer well. You have to answer me seriously."
Unexpectedly, Ye Shuiyou was serious this time. Xiao Lan had no choice but to turn off the TV and start a long conversation with Ye Shuiyou.
"Then if you ask for specifics, I'll tell you everything I know." Xiao Lan glared and said solemnly, trying his best to appear that he took Ye Shuiyou's question very seriously.
