The method taught by grandma is really good. Compared with bloody conflicts, this method is much less worrying.
I gave the men a bright smile as a greeting, and the men turned their eyes to look at me, feeling overwhelmed with joy.
The ladies could not bear it any longer and looked at me angrily without caring about my status as a lady. They exchanged glances, indicating that my behavior could only be described as "debauched".
When the second dance started, Song Da walked over politely, looking past the many expectant and admiring eyes, until he was in front of me, and took out a champagne for me. We raised it, and the glasses clashed together crisply, making a pleasant sound.
He held my hand coolly and said, "I'm so glad you can come. Can I ask you to dance?"
Standing in this dance hall full of ghosts and shadows, with the saxophone wind teasing my ears, looking at Song Da's scattered shadows in front of me, I couldn't help but feel confused. My complacency and ambition were completely confused by the complicated people and events in this feasting and feasting room. From now on,
Do I have to learn to adapt to this bizarre society? My heart becomes misty.
The music was like a wave. I lost consciousness for a moment and closed my eyes. Song Da did not hold one hand around my waist or hold my hand like he usually does when dancing in a ballroom dance. Instead, he gently held my hand with both hands, maintaining a very moderate distance.
, his movements were very gentlemanly, his hands seemed to be clasped together, he tapped his fingertips lightly, and led me to spin around the dance floor. When it came time to spin in a circle, he stretched out hard, and I started flying with him, and his
The intensity is well controlled.
I felt like a butterfly fluttering its wings and dancing on the field. Song Da's eyes were full of happiness.
Song Da's voice echoed in my ears: "This is Beethoven's ((Symphony of Destiny)), Confucius's ((The Analects of Confucius)) also said that bathing in the spring of destiny, this school of life, how many people's livelihoods have suffered
."
The song ends.
Suddenly, there was a commotion on the field, and some people around him began to shout: "Lu Lingqiu, she is here too!" "Lu Lingqiu is a flower in Shanghai, and her voice is said to be more delicate than bean paste. I don't know how many people
I fell in love with her pomegranate skirt." It turned out that Lu Lingqiu, the most famous opera actress in Shanghai, was here. I looked back for the news:
When Na Miantang and Lu Lingqiu walked in, time seemed to stand still. They were such a perfect match for a talented and beautiful woman. It turned out to be like this. The majestic Na Jing Miantang and the graceful and charming Lu Lingqiu were so close to each other.
It was as if a pair of men from the wall had walked in. All the happiness in life, in my eyes, was his happiness at that moment.
I reached out to grab Song Da. I must have lost my mind. It seemed to be Na Mian Tang!
It's him! It's him! I heard you right. No one in the world looks like that Miantang.
Na Miantang was turning his head to talk to a tall foreigner next to him, Na Miantang. My hand joints were so tight that they turned white. Song Da asked me what happened. He found me staring at Na Miantang and lowered his head.
He said in a voice: "The heir of that family is my good brother who was wearing the clown mask just now."
My heart was pounding, so I picked up the wine handed to me by the waiter. As the wine flowed down my throat, it was like a ball of fire burning all the way down. The aggressive feeling made me cough violently, and the burning pain made my face wrinkle up.
Tuan, I couldn't bear to cough repeatedly. Song Da looked worried: "Mao Jiujiu, are you okay?"
Mian Tang, who had always been calm and carefree, staggered and turned around to look at us. His soft and flexible body suddenly became stiff due to the sudden surprise, and the expression on his face was cold and ruthless.
It was as if all emotions were restricted by an iron will. In that long, incalculable moment, he and I just looked at each other, with thousands of words to say, whether we recognized or not? The distance between us seemed to be very long.
Far, far away.
After a while, the stiff lines on Miantang's face softened. He raised two fingers and touched the brim of his hat in salute. Then the corners of his mouth tilted to one side, and there was a hint of something that I am most familiar with.
A scared and mocking smile. "I'm so lucky. I can meet my old friend just after I come back. You always appear in the most unexpected places." He wants my life! I thought to myself, that kind of threat makes me
The hair on my hair stood up inexplicably.
"Old friend?" Song Da raised his eyebrows and looked at us, examining the relationship between us.
I looked at the woman next to Miantang. She was in her early twenties. She was slightly younger than Miantang and older than me, but she had a mature look. She had a wavy hair style and a blue cheongsam with large flowers. The slit reached to her thighs.
She looks very trendy. Who is this woman?
The woman generously stretched out her hand and looked at me deeply, "Hello, I am Lu Lingqiu." I followed suit and stretched out my hand to shake her hand. This woman has these deep and charming eyes.
His heart would tremble every time he saw it, as if he was about to be sunk into those two deep pools, let alone a man.
Lu Lingqiu grinned and said: "Instructor Song, your little girlfriend is very beautiful. I didn't realize that you are very beautiful."
Song Daye laughed loudly and retorted: "Don't scare my friends. Lu Lingqiu finally came to support me because of my brother. You are one of the most talented people in Shanghai."
Song Da and Na Miantang were familiar with each other originally. The two families were from the same family. They had been playing together since childhood and were considered young best friends. When they grew up, Song Da followed his father in the army and Na Miantang followed his father in business.
The man in the hall gently held my hand with the politeness of a foreigner, and tightened his vise-like hand on my upper arm.
"I think, Brother Song, you don't mind if I invite this beautiful lady to sing a song?" Mian Tang's voice was filled with mischief and childishness, "I haven't seen this old friend for a long time."
The sophisticated Lu Lingqiu saw some clues and pulled Song Da into her arms. "Instructor Song, aren't you going to invite me to play a song?" Song Da turned around and looked at me, "I'll come find you in a minute."
I stood still as if paralyzed. Then I turned around quickly, wanting to leave here because he had clearly warned me not to appear in Shanghai. Unexpectedly, my skirt got caught on a hook on the corner of the stairs. I
After pulling hard, the clothes tore.
After not seeing him for half a year, it was like a dream. The light blurred his outline, but made his brows more lively and handsome, with a masculine and unforgettable pirate face.
His eyebrows are very beautiful, like smooth outlines in ink, dark yet sharp, his eyes are very deep, and they are a pair of very masculine eyes, like the angry sea, and the bridge of his nose is straight and straight; his lips are thin and even, and he is indeed heroic.
people.
"Let me do it." Na Miantang said, bending down and unhooking his clothes and hooks, "I never expected that you would actually be you."
He pretended to be concerned and fanned me. Although his face was serious, his eyes were moving. He looked hypocritical, even when he fanned her, he was also hypocritical. His expression made me angry, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of disgust.
I fiercely snatched the fan from his hand.
"No need to blow out my hair."
"It's really hot here. It's a pleasure to reminisce with familiar people. Do you want to go out and take a breath?" He deliberately pretended to be serious.
"No, Mr. Liar, you are so romantic and happy, but I am looking for opportunities for revenge for you." I rejected him rudely.
He raised his head and laughed loudly - it was like a wild beast, I thought viciously. The women over there who admired him were really blind.
He took my hand and walked to the second floor. We were both silent now. I struggled secretly and he controlled me. He was not angry or unhappy with my resistance. We actually had a tacit understanding and seemed to be strolling happily. He would do it from time to time.
He nodded to greet others, stopped to flirt with a beautiful woman in a floral dress, and bent down to kiss each of her seemingly graceful hands; but his other hand kept grabbing my arm, squeezing me with his fingers.
Painful, I walked through the white curved stairs. After entering a room, he let go of his hand and looked at me with a pair of confused eyes. I rubbed my arms.
He looked at me from head to toe and raised his eyebrows. I am very familiar with this action. "You have changed, Mao Jiu. The lawless girl has become a charming girl. Today, the hearts of all the men present are broken."
Once you've subdued yourself, and if you play with a man in the palm of your hand, I bet all the girls here want to kick you out."
"It's none of my business if they get angry and get nosebleeds. How I want to live is my own business." Qing Po taught me how to conquer men, but now all the skills I've learned are lost. The straightforward character in my natural blood comes from my mouth.
Exposed.
"You never let me down, bold girl."
I wanted to reply harshly to him, but when the words came to my lips, I forced myself to hold them back.
If my eyes could kill, then I really want to stab his heart with a thousand soldiers like sharp knives. This guy actually seemed to understand what I was thinking, cynically pretending to cover his heart, and then spread his hands a second later
, means missed.
He was too sharp because he dressed like a playboy, was lazy and elegant, and had an extremely arrogant, arrogant and rude look about him, which made the women present want to get close to him.
"I didn't expect you to come back alive."
"As a dead person, I am good enough. In addition to harming Xiao Ma Liu and the others, you have now expanded your achievements. Judging from your beautiful clothes, you have almost forgotten me, haven't you?" He was teasing me, although he was barely pretending.
He put on a serious expression, but couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, "It's so shameful, Maomao, my bones are still cold!"
When I thought about the separation that day, even though it had been so long, I immediately felt angry. However, I restrained my anger and raised my head.
He really deserves to die, I thought bitterly. If it were anyone else, I would have been cold to him and told him to get lost. But there was nothing I could do to save Brother Gui. I pouted deliberately, but smiled at him from the tips of my eyes.
Say in a flirtatious tone, "No, I didn't mean that to you. You ignored the danger we faced and left us alone."
"But you didn't encounter any danger in the end. So, you see, my confidence in you is correct. I know you will leave safely and come to Shanghai."