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Chapter 77: Love

June 12, 1978, eight o'clock in the morning.

In the "Qifenglou Hutong" near Dongdan North Street in Dongcheng District, Beijing, there is a small courtyard with a single family.

Although it looks inconspicuous from the outside, and the layout of the courtyard is also very small, with only three north rooms and two east wing rooms. But to be honest, the inside of this small courtyard is really extraordinary.

First of all, in the courtyard, the flowers and trees are particularly prosperous.

Because it was in flowering season, except for the two leafy "Peace Flowers" blooming like waterfalls at the corner, another vine-like plant was planted under the eaves and in front of the windows.

The bright and enchanting big morning trumpets with golden edges also hang like wind chimes everywhere. When the cool morning breeze blows, the small courtyard is filled with fragrance.

In particular, the main color of the two flowers is white, which gives people the feeling of being noble and gorgeous, a bit otherworldly, mysterious and romantic.

The same goes for the interior, where everything is extraordinary.

The main room of the north room is a small reception room. It has a complete set of Western classical sofas, soft cushions with Suzhou embroidery, and a floor paved with diamond-shaped floor tiles. It is exquisite, relaxed and lively.

This place is divided into three spaces based on functionality. One is a dining table for eating. The other is a sofa and coffee table for entertaining guests. There is also a corner with a wine cabinet, an old-fashioned gramophone, and a rocking chair. There is no doubt that

It is the owner’s daily entertainment place.

The most eye-catching things in the living room are the beautiful ornaments scattered everywhere. Copper lamps, enamel ashtrays, stained glass dishes, silver candlesticks, etc.

Especially on the coffee table, there is a yellow gladiolus inserted in a clear crystal vase. The vase is tall and slender, and the flowers are colorful and elegant. Just such a flower fills the room with a soft and refreshing atmosphere.

In short, if most people today have an antique image of wealth and prosperity, then here is just the opposite, completely foreign-style.

It's just that everything seems to have stayed before liberation, a mirror image of the remnants of the old days.

The two small rooms connected to the living room are bedrooms.

When you get here, it completely changes. It is completely opposite to the richly colored living room. It is all white walls, white furniture, and white curtains. If it were not for the colorful bedding on the bed, it would be almost scary.

At this moment, there happened to be a figure sitting in front of the large, ivory-white dressing table, blinking shyly at himself in the mirror.

The face that was already very beautiful actually became more vivid due to excitement, and became more gorgeous due to vividness. Even the eyes were so bright and shining.

She is "Sugar Heart".

If "Auntie Bao" were present, she would definitely find that "Tang Xin'er"'s expression was really abnormal at this time. And based on the experience of others, she would probably be able to tell that this girl is probably about to fall in love.

In fact, after "Tang Xin'er" left "Old Mo'er" with Hong Yanwu and Chen Liquan last night, they did not go home directly.

Because Hong Yanwu soon came up with a new idea, he took them both directly to the observatory of the National Planetarium opposite the "Beijing Exhibition" to continue their dinner.

It cannot but be said that Hong Yanwu did have fantastic ideas.

Although the National Planetarium reopened in 1976, the observatory had not been built into its current closed state at that time. There were only 20 staff members, and no one was there at night.

On the large stargazing terrace, you can light a few candles on the "Old Mo'er" foyer candlestick, face the stars, look up at the moonlight, listen to the chirping of chirping insects, and taste fine wine and delicacies. It is cool.

, comfortable, and with an indescribable unique taste, which is really refreshing.

At the same time, it must be said that Hong Yanwu does have something in his stomach.

Fifty years of life experience had turned his stomach into a grocery store. There were endless jokes, anecdotes, allusions, and stories, and there was no need to worry about the atmosphere being dull. So the few of them were very happy, chatting while eating, and full of interest.

The most important thing is that when the drink was just right, Hong Yanwu sang several songs by Teresa Teng with great interest.

Although his voice is not good, fortunately he is thick-skinned and performs exceptionally well, so he didn't go out of tune very much. He basically sang "Sweet Honey", "Beside the Water", "Seeing the Smoke Again" and "The Moon Represents My Heart" well.

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As a result, this move is the most attractive trump card for girls. After hearing this, "Tang Xin'er" had to learn to sing every line from Hong Yanwu.

In this way, they taught and practiced one by one, and the song was learned. There were also two male and female duets. But the Maotai and red wine were all finished.

Finally, I got tired from singing "Tang Xin'er", and I don't know when, so I fell asleep leaning on Hong Yanwu's shoulder.

When she woke up, she realized that it was almost five o'clock in the morning. Not only was she covered with Hong Yanwu's shirt, but the pillow under her head was also Hong Yanwu's legs.

With the faint morning light, she discovered that Hong Yanwu was actually awake, and she felt that her face was burning badly.

And the most embarrassing thing was that when Hong Yanwu found out that she woke up, he smiled and said to her, "Don't worry, you're not drooling..."

At the age of twenty-one, it was the first time in her life that she was cared for so carefully by a man, but her private side was unexpectedly exposed. How could her face not turn red?

In her eagerness, she was so filled with hatred that she couldn't help but pinch Hong Yanwu hard.

"Don't laugh, don't laugh at me..."

Unexpectedly, Hong Yanwu was not afraid at all, but he laughed more and more uncontrollably. Then he hugged her...

Even thinking about the scene at that time, "Tang Xin'er" feels depressed and speechless.

Shameful, so shameful!

But why does my heart feel sweet when I think back on it? There is also a little sourness, a little astringency, a little panic, a little nervousness, a little anticipation...

Could this be...

"Tang Xin'er" finally covered her face shyly.

But it shouldn't be like this. In her mind, shouldn't a good man be handsome, full of articles, ambitious, and heroic? Just like Feng Zhe in the movie.

Then how could she treat a cynical, dishonest, bad boy who could change his mind in a blink of an eye, and who was playful and smiling all day long...

No, that's not right either.

"Tang Xin'er" suddenly felt something in her heart.

To say that Hong Yanwu is completely like this is not true.

At least on the night he rescued her and sent her back, he seemed very manly, magnanimous, and righteous. And it was the same last night. He won the bet and didn't take the opportunity to touch her. It seemed worth it.

trust.

In addition, he seems to have read a lot of books and knows a lot of things. Things in books such as philosophy, history, literature, and art become much more interesting when he talks about them.

He is also very clever in making money, and he has a unique perspective on the world's hearts. It seems that nothing is difficult for him.

After all, his lively and uninhibited character is actually quite interesting, especially when he takes care of others, he is even more considerate and thoughtful, bringing a lot of fun to her life that she has never had before.

She had never thought of these! Aren't these considered excellent?

And...could he be hiding more things? Is this just his true identity that has just emerged?

Weird! This person was so weird that she couldn't create a complete image.

Is it possible that one day, I will really treat him...

No! Not just him, no one can!

A negative voice sounded, and "Tang Xin'er" was suddenly startled. She suddenly raised her head and looked at a black and white photo hanging above the dressing table.

She was a free and easy-going woman, as beautiful as a flower. She had a calm expression and was quite conceited and arrogant.

He seemed to be saying to her, "Silly girl, you've grown so big, why don't you understand human feelings?"

Yes, why did you forget?

"Sister Agou" has told her more than once that men use their feelings, while women use their hearts. No matter how good a man is, he is a waste to a woman.

No man's relationship is always hot, and there is no guarantee that it will not cool down in the future. The better a man is, the less likely he is to stay with a woman until they grow old together.

A smart woman can never be sincere towards a man. She should only use love as a weapon and tool. Otherwise, there will be no good results!

Could it be that what Master said is still wrong?

In the traditional Chinese concept, there are roughly two forms of love stories:

One is childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts. The other is love at first sight, vowing to be eternally committed to each other. The standard for measuring quality is generally the same.

However, in real life, the word "love" often does not follow an ideal trajectory as expected. Its form and connotation are not so absolute.

Moreover, it is often mixed with a lot of trivialities and complications, making it seem unsophisticated and difficult to achieve elegance.

Because life is real after all, and is often more real than the poetry and picturesqueness in books. Especially in that special era, the word "love" seems to have been completely forgotten by people.

It is even impossible for many young people to learn about these two words and the ideal and realistic meaning they contain from "normal" channels.

They have no standard of measurement, no model to refer to, no restraint, and no romance. Their spontaneous feelings are like a clear, pure and thin spring water flowing out when a crack in the rock breaks. They have no idea of ​​the miserable wind, bitter rain, bumps, and clearness of the future.

It is soaked in turbidity or the flowers are blooming, and I don’t know where it is going or where it should go.

Especially girls like "Tang Xin'er" who have always protected themselves tightly and are used to rejecting others thousands of miles away. Some are completely ignorant of this kind of emotional experience, and some are attracted by the people they admire most, some kind of

Due to extreme influences.

Then it makes her desire instinctively and at a loss, and then interpret or reject it instinctively and at a loss.

As long as one is not careful, he will be completely trapped in a confusing emotional world.

For her, this is really a kind of sadness that she is on the cliff without knowing it...


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