Shi Zhijian was wearing a shirt, taking off his wet suit jacket, squatting on the bow of the boat and wringing it with both hands.
The water droplets fell into the sea, causing ripples.
Bertie was a little bored and was writing on the deck with a piece of chalk he found from somewhere.
Shi Zhijian turned back and asked her: "In addition to studying business management at Cambridge University, did you also study stage performance?"
"You guessed it right! I am the pillar of our drama club. I have performed in "A Midsummer Night's Dream" and "The Merchant of Venice."
"No wonder, the acting is superb!" Shi Zhijian gave a thumbs up.
Platte raised his head and glanced at Shi Zhijian: "When did you realize that I was acting?"
"When you and I are tied together, face to face, mouth to mouth."
"How did you get it?"
"The heartbeat of a kidnapped girl cannot be so calm." Shi Zhijian replied, "Also, you have said that you studied business management. How can such a person be a fool?"
"Since you can see it, why don't you expose me?"
"I'll act with you!" Shi Zhijian paused, "I can see that your life must be very dull and boring, without any passion."
"You guessed it right!" Platte put her feet together, straightened her skirt and sat on the deck. "My father is a very old-fashioned person. Everything in his life is based on rules. What time do you get up in the morning and what time do you eat?
Going to work, when to go home at noon, and what time to go to bed at night are all fully planned.”
He smiled bitterly and said, "Don't laugh when I say it. I haven't changed the menu much since I was a child. I eat pizza with borscht on Monday, ham sandwich on Tuesday, steak salad on Wednesday... I go to a Venetian restaurant to eat Italian food on the weekend -
Now I feel like throwing up when I see those dishes!”
Shi Zhijian nodded, "It's understandable that a plan that's too perfect will lead to disaster! You may not believe it, but I saw a movie where someone even decided when to fart!"
"Pfft!" Bertie smiled and glanced at Shi Zhijian with her beautiful eyes, "How can there be such a person in the world? Why haven't I seen this drama? You are lying to me again!"
After a pause, he said, "But I still have to thank you. I'm very happy today!" After saying that, the corners of his eyes were a little moist.
Since her mother's death, she has rarely had happy days. She originally wanted to stay in the UK, but was forced by her father to come to Hong Kong.
Under the supervision of his father, he lived a boring and mechanical life.
She wanted to leave and say goodbye to this kind of life, but she was a filial daughter. She couldn't bear to leave her father and let him stay alone in Hong Kong.
She knew that her father had a weird temper and many people disliked him. Even the maid at home often complained about his old-fashionedness and scolded him for being a man from the 18th century. If even his biological daughter left him now,
, then he will really become a loner.
"You deliberately got close to me, and you were willing to give me that precious vinyl record, just to get close to my father, right?"
"How do you know?" Shi Zhijian shook the wrung-out clothes and then put them on, feeling cold.
"Your name is Shi Zhijian, and the person who has caused my father the biggest headache recently happens to be also named Shi Zhijian." Platte smiled, "There shouldn't be such a coincidence in this world, right?"
Shi Zhijian nodded, picked up the Acanthopanax bark that he had taken a few sips of before and took another sip. Suddenly, a spiciness shot up from his chest and abdomen, dissipating a lot of the coldness in his body.
"That's right, I am the Shi Zhijian who offended your father, so I want to ask for your help. I want to meet him." Shi Zhijian spoke and handed the 5-flower peel to Boletti, "Here.
One sip, our Chinese whiskey!”
Bertie rolled her eyes at Shi Zhijian: "You think I'm illiterate!" As he spoke, he took it, wiped the mouth of the bottle with his hand, then took a small sip, and then said with a look of discomfort on his face, "It's so spicy!"
Shi Zhijian laughed, "You still dislike me? I've already beaten you just now!"
Bertie rolled her eyes at him again: "You can help me if you want, but I have a request!"
Shi Zhijian scratched the bridge of his nose with his hand: "Hey, you can ask for anything, but you must not covet my body!"
"What a beautiful idea!" Bertie glared at him, "My request is that I want to join your company and be your assistant!"
"Huh? Did I hear correctly? You actually do such a loss-making business?"
"Of course I lost money! I'm a Cambridge college student with a PhD in business management. It's really unworthy of me to work as an administrative assistant in a company as small as yours!"
"Then you still want to do it?"
"I do!"
"There must be some purpose, tell me and listen!"
"Want to know? Come here -" Boletti smiled playfully and raised her finger at Shi Zhijian.
Shi Zhijian leaned over and said, "Come, let me listen."
Platte waited until Shi Zhijian approached, pressed him under her body, looked into Shi Zhijian's eyes with her beautiful eyes, and said, "Because I - like you!"
Shi Zhijian was stunned for a moment and said, "You performed badly this time!"
"Really? What's wrong? Am I not attracted to you at all?" Bertie turned over with a surprised look on her face.
Shi Zhijian was lying on the deck, leaning on one arm and looking at the sky, and said slowly: "Don't think I am young, but I know 'Shakespeare'!"
…
The next day.
It's another weekend.
According to custom, Senior Consultant of the Water Supplies Department, Bai Ligao, came to the familiar "Venice Restaurant" again to taste the Italian food here.
His daughter, Bertie, hadn't come yet. She said she wanted to give him a surprise and bring a friend over to introduce him to him.
Bailigao did not object to his daughter making friends outside. On the contrary, he hoped that his daughter could make more friends.
He himself is withdrawn and not very gregarious, so he understands the feeling of loneliness, and he hopes that his daughter will not be like him.
Because his daughter is his lifeblood, and it is also the last entrustment to him from his deceased wife.
It was here that he and his beautiful and dignified Chinese wife met.
He fell in love with her at first sight.
She also fell in love with him.
So, they can be seen in the sunshine on the beach, in front of flowers and under the moon.
But their love was not blessed by the world.
He was born in the British Royal Navy and was also a nobleman.
And she is just a singer who sings in a dance hall.
That day was the first time she sneaked out, the first time she went to the legendary foreigner restaurant, and the first time she tasted the legendary Western food with the money she had saved.
Poligo remembers clearly the look of surprise on her face when he told her that this was an Italian restaurant, not a French or British restaurant.
She told Bai Ligao that she had always thought that all Western restaurants were the same, and that ghosts only ate steak and bread!
That time, Baili Gao almost laughed to tears.
Unfortunately, the good days are short-lived.
After she married him, her bright smile disappeared, and she could not fit in with the group of noble ladies.
Those aristocratic women laughed at her and mocked her for being of low origin.
She was depressed and finally passed away shortly after giving birth to her daughter, Bertie.
He remembered her appearance before leaving. They held each other's hands and she said to him: "I have never regretted it! Even if I lost the whole world and was isolated by the whole world, as long as you are by my side, I will be very happy!"
"
"Are you really happy?" When Baili Gao thought of this, he couldn't help but feel heartache. He took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped the red corners of his eyes.
At this time, a voice like a silver bell said: "Father, I brought my friend!"
Bailigao raised his head and saw his daughter Bailoti walking towards this side accompanied by a man with a smile.
I saw the man wearing a white suit, with a straight figure and a sunny smile on his face.
"It's rare for Platte to have such an outstanding boy! It's also rare to see her smile so happily!"
Just when Baili Gao was sighing secretly, the man in white had already walked up to him.
Bailigao saw the other person's face clearly, and the smile on his face slowly condensed, "Uh, why is it you?!"
