I hurriedly got into a taxi at the entrance of the hotel, and had no time to see the beautiful and magnificent scenery of Tiananmen Square in front of me. I told the taxi driver where I wanted to go, and then I realized that the direction we were going was away from Tiananmen Square.
place.
I have heard that traffic jams in Beijing are very serious before, but I never imagined that they are so serious. Taxis cannot move at all in the traffic. Now I feel that Liu Meng's suggestion to take the subway was so correct.
I was about to call Zhang Shiyu to say that I was in a traffic jam, but I found that the traffic in front of me was moving forward immediately, and it was slowly accelerating like water on the ground. Then I put the phone back in my pocket, and my heart suddenly
Feeling: Although this is the capital, it seems not as comfortable as our provincial capital in Jiangnan. The traffic jam is excruciating.
It took more than an hour to arrive at that place, but I felt that the distance traveled by car was not that far. In the final analysis, it was still because of the traffic jam.
This is a five-star hotel. After entering, I went directly to the second floor. This is what Zhang Shiyu told me just now.
After arriving on the second floor, I discovered that this place turned out to be an elegantly decorated coffee shop with a strong European style. There was a large white piano at the entrance, and a beautiful long-haired woman was playing eloquently, a string of beautiful songs.
The notes kept flying from her fingers, filling the fragrant air and drifting into my ears. I was immediately intoxicated and sad at the same time, because those notes floating in the air made me feel sad.
I suddenly thought of Chen Yuanlai. I closed my eyes, and what appeared in my mind was her once beautiful figure.
Suddenly, I felt someone pulling my arm. I immediately opened my eyes and found that it was Zhang Shiyu. She was looking at me and smiling strangely.
I suddenly felt a little embarrassed and said, "It sounds really nice."
She smiled and said, "I didn't expect you knew music."
I couldn't help but smile bitterly, "What you said is really hurtful."
She asked me in surprise: "How did I hurt you?"
"First, can't I understand music? Second, in our Jiangnan, not knowing music means not being sensible." I said with a smile.
She immediately laughed, "Is that so? This is the first time I've heard such a statement."
I immediately said: "Actually, you are the one who doesn't understand music. I came all the way from Jiangnan to see you, but you didn't seem to welcome me at all. It was only after I begged you repeatedly that you agreed to see me. It's true!"
"Oops! I'm upset because I thought it was my father who asked you to come here. And you may not understand the situation at all. So I don't want you to persuade me." She held my arm and shook it.
She is very cute when she acts coquettishly, and she looks very pure. It is impossible for people to imagine what she looks like in bed.
But her words aroused my curiosity, "What is going on?"
"Come on, let's sit down and talk. I've been waiting for you for a long time." She pulled me forward.
"There's a traffic jam. There's such a traffic jam in Beijing. Why are there so many people running here? I really don't understand." I shook my head and said with a wry smile.
"It's a traffic jam, but it's usually not that serious. Sometimes big people pass by, which causes long-term traffic jams. But can you take the subway? That's very fast." She said, and then took me to a seat by the window.
She sat down. There was already a cup of coffee here. It was obvious that she had just drank it.
"What kind of coffee do you want?" she asked me.
"What kind of coffee should I drink? I haven't had lunch yet. I'm starving," I said.
"I haven't eaten either. Then let's eat here. The Western food here is good," she said.
I think this is okay, as this way we don’t have to change places. In such a crowded city, it takes courage to change places to eat.
What she wanted was steak. I wanted a seafood set and a cup of mocha coffee. Only then did I realize that she seemed a little different in front of me. Because I saw that she had a beautiful ring on the middle finger of her right hand.
Diamond ring. I remember that the ring on a woman’s middle finger signifies engagement or a married woman. Could it be... Also, I noticed that the clothes she wore were of good quality, and the design was exquisite and elegant. It should not be an ordinary brand.
Also, she had beautiful earrings on her earlobes, which were green like water droplets, which made my eyes suddenly light up. Then I noticed the bag beside her that she had just put on the empty chair. It turned out to be expensive.
The legendary LV bag, and its style is very trendy.
I seemed to understand, so I asked her: "Are you in love? Is the other person very rich?"
She gently stirred the cup of coffee in front of her with a small spoon, "Yes."
"Your father doesn't agree, right?" I asked again.
She stopped stirring the coffee, looked up at me and said, "Yes."
Originally, I should have fully understood what was going on, but I felt that I was even more confused now: How could Principal Zhang disagree with such a good thing? And what did he mean by asking me to persuade her?
I didn't feel panic, because I knew that Principal Zhang liked his daughter very much, so he would never be so polite to me after knowing that I had such a relationship with his daughter.
Girls all want to marry a rich husband and live a prosperous life from then on. I think parents should have the same idea, right? But how can there be so many golden husbands in real life? Logically speaking, Zhang Shiyu
Her father should be happy to have found such a boyfriend? So I thought: there must be some kind of problem or weirdness in this.
So, I couldn't help but continue to ask her: "Then do you want to tell me? Why doesn't your father agree?"
She didn't answer me, and continued to stir the coffee in the cup in front of her. I knew she was hesitating.
The waiter brought us the food we ordered. I was very hungry and started to eat quickly.
Now, I don't want to ask her. Firstly, I need to replenish energy, and secondly, I want to give her time to think. But I believe she will definitely tell me.
I thought: This matter must be very unusual. Either her boyfriend may have been in prison, or he has some bad habits. No, there is another possibility: the boy's parents have a grudge against Principal Zhang.
And... forget it, don’t think about it, some things cannot be analyzed. (To be continued)