Night, nine o'clock.
South city.
The neon lights flicker at night, and the bustling streets make it impossible for this city to cool down.
Weizhi took her bag and walked out of the Japanese restaurant. When she stood on the street waiting for the bus, the heat wave came in waves. She impatiently pushed away the hair that was stuck to her forehead due to a little sweat...
Frown.
After finally hailing a taxi, I headed to the place where Jiang Chaofa had located.
Jiang Nanfeng's brother is no pushover either, and no one knows who he wants to provoke. Anyway, the place where Si Wu Ji Luan sent the message to is a club, which is at least one of the top three in South City. It is in a remote location, the fees are very high, and it is very private.
Including the time wasted in traffic jams, Weizhi took almost an hour to get to the destination.
Weizhi stood in front of the magnificent gate of the club - wearing a long-sleeved sweatshirt and shorts, with her curly hair tied in a small bun on top of her head. The little girl had a completely childish temperament and seemed out of place here.
The guy who was helping to park the car at the door looked at her again and again, and seemed to be a little hesitant about whether to come up and stop her.
Wei Zhi recalled the name of the private room Jiang Chao mentioned, stepped into the club, and walked inside with an expressionless face...
These men are rich and live a life of luxury. The private room they booked is at the end of the corridor and requires a VIP card which requires a high level of spending to qualify.
When Wei Zhi arrived, a waiter was pushing a cart with a bunch of wine. The two looked at each other, and Wei Zhi took a step back to make room for the waiter who was doing his job.
Then the waiter pushed the door open.
Looking inside through the crack of the door, I saw that the room was arranged like a KTV private room, with five or six people sitting scattered inside. In addition to Jiang Chao, there were also a few other South City playboys...
Wei Zhi saw Han Yiming at a glance.
After taking off his white coat and gold-rimmed glasses, the man was wearing a white shirt with the front two buttons undone, his cufflinks undone, his sleeves rolled up to his wrists, and his black hair a little messy...
The profile is really good looking.
Handsome and mature, his Adam's apple, a symbol of masculinity, is prominent, adding a touch of sexiness.
Weizhi really liked looking at good-looking men, so she looked at him a few more times, but it was just a look. She was not overjoyed, mainly because she was not very interested in drunk men.
Han Yiming was probably drunk, as he was leaning back in his seat with his eyes half closed. He didn't join in other people's games, nor did he sing. He just lazily draped his long arms over the sofa.
At this moment, there was a very beautiful woman sitting next to him.
The woman didn't look like a dishonest person from her clothes. She wore a proper vertical textured shirt, jeans or even trousers. She looked quite innocent. She smiled and took a bottle of very expensive foreign wine from the table, which probably cost five figures. She poured a glass and passed it to Han Yiming's lips.
The man looked at the wine, then turned back to look at her.
He snorted and laughed.
He drank half a cup in an intimate manner from the woman's hand.
Seeing how cooperative he was, the woman leaning against him showed a look of delight on her face, and asked with a curled lip: "Brother Han, I heard that you are getting married?"
Her words stirred up trouble.
All the men in the room were delighted. After all, there was nothing more worthy of heated discussion than their fellow prodigals entering the graveyard of marriage.
"Where did you get this information? You seem to be well-informed!"
"They are childhood sweethearts, so you guys shouldn't be obsessed with them!"
"Jiang Chao, have you met his young fiancée? Tell me about it..."
The topic was suddenly opened.
When asked about the person who had just started the commotion, he was silent for a moment, then said with a drunken smile: "She has a good personality and a sexy body, the type that all men like... My sister's best friend, a little girl, hiss! If Han Ge doesn't come back, I'll do it myself!"
When everyone heard this, they didn't expect him to be so explicit... They were stunned, but didn't think it was a big deal. They pushed Jiang Chao and laughed and called him shameless.
Han Yiming didn't react much and just leaned there.
"You have no chance," said one of the rich kids who still wanted to curry favor with Han Yiming and rely on him to do some family-related medical equipment business, "You don't know, I heard that the two families had a dinner tonight, and Brother Han didn't even go, but the woman was still eaten to death. She didn't make a fuss, and she didn't refuse when you called her to come--"
"Stupid?"
"Hahahahahaha this is easier to handle, isn't it Han hyung!"
"Marry a wife, I want one too!"
"What are you trying to control? Han Ge hasn't gotten her yet. Ask him if he has touched her?"
"Hahahahahaha, right? It seems like Weizhi and my sister went to Zhangjiakou without telling him, and he only found him after seeing my sister's circle of friends here... This is too miserable!"
As everyone was talking, the woman who was leaning against Han Yiming with a glass of wine in her hand glanced at him coquettishly: "Hey, you guys are deliberately praising other women in front of me, right? If you like Jiang Chao so much, then go ahead and leave Han Ge to us. No one cares about you anyway!"
Everyone laughed.
It's very lively.
Without any warning, the originally silent man raised his hand and slammed the remaining half glass of wine away with an expressionless face!
The wine spilled onto the carpet, startling the waiter who came in to deliver new wine.
Outside the door, Wei Zhi also took a small step back.
Inside the door, the man sitting on the sofa did not move, and said calmly: "My hand slipped."
Except for the woman who was stunned after being hit with a glass of wine, the people around her were in good spirits. None of the second-generation rich were frightened. Instead, they made a commotion. Some said with a smile, "Ayu, you can't do this. Look, Brother Han doesn't appreciate you."
Some people also said, "Brother Han is in a bad mood, Jiang Chao, have you never heard that you should not cheat on your friend's wife?"
Jiang Chao was also shouting, "They haven't gotten married yet, even though I think she's a quiet person and she was forced to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau by her mother in the end"...
At this point, Jiang Chao paused and said, "Alright, stop joking. Wei Zhi will be here soon. All of you ladies, come here! Stop hanging around Han Ge. You smell like perfume! That little girl can't stand these dirty things!"
When Wei Zhi's name was mentioned, Han Yiming finally showed some reaction. He raised his eyes, then lowered them after a moment...
The private room was once again filled with ambiguous whispers.
Wei Zhi stayed in the corridor for three seconds. She listened to all the gossip about herself for a long time, but she didn't take any of it to heart. She wasn't furious. All she could think about was that the half glass of wine that Han Yiming had spilled cost her several hundred yuan...
Just sprinkle it on the carpet.
However, there are still people on this earth who are willing to spend only 100 yuan on gas just because the price of 92 yuan has increased by 30 cents.
The box was filled with smoke, and the smell of tobacco, cigars and alcohol mixed together and hit me in the face.
Her mind was a little confused for a moment, and before her eyes flashed a man in a sweatshirt walking around outside a dilapidated Beijing Auto BJ30 with a gasoline pipe. Then he stuck his head out and asked her if she was used to the smell of gasoline...
Weizhi didn't know why he thought of this scene.
After a while.
She turned away without hesitation and hid in the bathroom on the other side of the corridor. The bathroom door opened and closed, completely isolating her from the noise outside.
Wei Zhi called Jiang Chao and said, "I just received the location of this club you sent me, but I don't remember which box you said you were in. Can you tell me again?"
Jiang Chao on the other end of the phone didn't suspect anything and said the name of the box with great confidence. Wei Zhi hung up the phone, slowly put on some makeup in the bathroom, and looked in the mirror -
Until the toilet door was opened from the outside, a man and a woman rolled in playfully and quarrelsomely, and their eyes met.
Weizhi snapped the cushion cover shut, turned around and left the bathroom.
They were also very considerate and put a triangle sign that said "Cleaning in progress, do not enter" at the door of the women's bathroom for them.
…
Night, ten o'clock.
Zhangjiakou Chongli.
Today's snow fell softly all day and all night, and turned into a real heavy snowfall at night. In the afternoon, the streets were deserted. Shan Chong and his group were unwilling to just do some skiing at the ski resort - after all, skiing means returning to nature and taking to the streets.
Holding their boards, they found a deserted zoo in the city center, climbed over the railings, stepped on the knee-deep snow, and played in a real park for a while...
Slide on any slope, jump on the stair railing and slide, shovel snow to make a snowball under the railing, and after sliding up the stair handrail, a snowball will appear when you land.
In the deserted parks and streets, a group of people were having a great time.
As the sun sets, Shan Chong holds a cigarette in his mouth with one hand against the window, and with the other hand on the steering wheel, driving his old car, with four people on snowboards and on ropes in the back, strolling around Chongli city like walking a dog...
There was soothing music playing in his car, and outside there was heavy snowfall. At the rear of the car was the excited squeaking and laughing sounds of Beici, Huayan, Laoyan, and Yanyan.
They were skating on the street snow, and had fun until dinner time. Then they found a noodle shop on the street that cost 10 yuan per person, rushed in, and had a bowl of hot noodle soup. Then they rushed out again...
After 10 o'clock in the evening, most of the shops on the street have closed, only the bar next to the ski resort at the foot of the mountain is very lively. Skiers who have played all day gather here to drink and chat.
The bar is filled with accents from all over the country, including Dongbai Dachazi, standard Beijing dialect, Sichuan Hamapi, Shanghai Jiaodi, Guangdong Liangzaiyu, Minnan Chongxiami...
Amid the noise, Shan Chong felt a little sleepy.
While Huayan and the others were guessing numbers, he lit a cigarette and leaned against a corner to watch the game. In the smoke, the man's eyes were a little hard to focus, and no one knew what he was thinking...
He was absent-minded when chatting with them. Fortunately, people around him knew that he would be dumb if he took off his snowboard, so they simply didn't cue him casually.
The group of people sat together and had nothing much to talk about, so they started talking about their apprentices.
Lao Yan had saved a lot of videos and photos of Jiang Nanfeng (*taken with his head pressed down) and hadn't had time to delete them yet, so he scrolled through his phone and watched a disciple go from pushing the slope with the back edge to changing edges discontinuously and shakily in front. It was quite interesting to watch and gave him a sense of accomplishment.
As he was sipping it, he remembered something and looked up to ask Shan Chong: "Brother Chong, I didn't see you send us the video of that bastard current owner for us to appreciate. You taught Huahua how to do double 720 in an afternoon, but you didn't teach her how to change blades after teaching her for ten days?"
Shan Chong was choked by the smoke when he was suddenly mentioned like that.
He stood up and coughed twice. When he thought of Wei Zhi, he thought of her pitiful rabbit eyes with two big bubbles of tears about to fall out...
I asked him in a crying voice if we would never see each other again.
Shan Chong had a headache.
I feel that when I have a daughter and send her to kindergarten on the first day, this will be the best effect I can get.
"Without the video, she didn't learn how to change," the man said lazily in a hoarse voice, "She's not stupid, she's just lazy and easily distracted. She goes against people and gets happy when she gets angry... When learning to ski, there's always someone who cries, either the apprentice or the master."
Backstab: "What do you understand from this?"
Huayan: "Love."
Lao Yan: “Love.”
Yanyan: "'My child is actually very smart, but he just doesn't focus on studying.'"
Shan Chong: “…”
Shan Chong took out his phone and said, "I went to a gas stall on the street this afternoon and collected the money through my group."
Everyone booed.
The atmosphere was just right. Shan Chong was conscientiously calculating how much the gas gauge had run this afternoon and how much the gas bill would be. At this moment, a familiar figure with pink hair came over. It was none other than Fox, who had been dropped from class by Shan Chong yesterday.
This girl also has good psychological quality.
She came over and greeted Hua Yan, whom she knew, and then her eyes naturally fell on Shan Chong. She held a glass of wine in her hand and said to Shan Chong, "Brother Chong, I'm sorry for that day. I was good at dry snow training before, but I didn't expect to be so bad in the snow."
As soon as she finished speaking, Hua Yan at the back showed an embarrassed expression.
Hu Hu didn't care much. She raised her glass until it was almost under the man's nose. He then raised his eyelids and glanced at her, then said slowly, "It's okay. It's better to learn skiing step by step."
He paused, and seeing that Hu Hu had no intention of taking the wine back, he didn't want to drink with her, so he said, "We're driving tonight, so we're not drinking."
Backstab took out his phone and typed in the WeChat group:
【CK, Backstab: To be honest, I am so embarrassed that I have dug out three rooms and a living room with my toes. 】
[Sakura Yan: Then my cold sweat can just give you a three-bedroom, one-living room with an unparalleled sea view. ]
[Yan Yan: Sit down, everyone. I have a feeling she will say something even more shocking.]
really.
Fox drank the glass of wine in one gulp. "I watched the video of you and Dai Duo competing. The parallel giant slalom was really awesome. Is there anything you don't know how to snowboard? It's still 6,000. I want you to teach me how to ski."
After she finished speaking, she stared at the boss blankly.
To be honest, Huhu is pretty. She had at least five people asking for her WeChat ID while she was sitting there that night. This is enough to show her strength...
Now I'm told that I'll pay 6,000 yuan for a lesson to learn the basics of gliding.
This is so outrageous that it's no different from her telling a man directly, "I want to pick you up."
Unfortunately, the boss is deaf and has excellent psychological quality. He remained calm and said, "Sorry, I won't teach you the basics."
The other four people sitting at the table immediately lowered their heads and started typing frantically on their phones.
"Maybe not?" Fox said, "I heard from them that you are now teaching how to push the slope."
"Who told you that?"
"That's what they say."
“…”
It’s over, Shan Chong thought expressionlessly, his character has collapsed.
"I taught that one."
He argued his case.
"One is also a teaching."
"That one didn't learn how to change blades after ten days of study. Before I taught her, I thought that you should always dare to try in life. You will know only after you try," Shan Chong said, "I really can't do it."
Everyone: “…”
Shan Chong: "There are many people who can teach basic skating, why must I be the one? It's expensive if I can't teach well, there's no need, go back."
Everyone: “…”
At this time, the clock points to eleven o'clock.
The bar is well heated, why can't you, useless Deng Xi, soften a man's cold heart?
…
At the same time.
South city.
While the bars in the North are the only bustling scene, the nightlife in the South is reaching its peak.
Weizhi had a 1.8-meter-tall giant on her shoulders, and it was so heavy. She didn't know if the person pressing on her did it on purpose. From the moment she dragged him out of the box, she was panting and her mind was blank.
Who am I, where am I, what am I doing?
After carrying the man out of the private room, they were alone. She finally stopped pretending and put on her usual "brother-sister love, deep affection for parents" attitude. She patted the man on the shoulder and asked, "Han Yiming."
"…Call me brother."
"Oh, brother, can you walk by yourself?"
With one arm on her shoulder, the man leaned half of his body against her. He didn't respond for a long time after hearing what she said. Instead, he moved his free hand that was still hanging at the side of his body, hooked her chin, and asked her to twist her face.
"?"
Weizhi looked at him innocently, meaning, what's wrong?
"Angry?"
The man spoke calmly, not in a hurry, "I didn't mean to leave you alone to eat with your parents tonight. I went to the emergency room at noon, and in the evening Li Mao and the others said they wanted to talk to me about purchasing equipment for the hospital..."
He explained patiently:
One word at a time.
Unprecedented patience.
He never explained anything to her before, just like the WeChat message this morning, he always spoke to her in imperative sentences...
Of course, Wei Zhi doesn't care.
So at this point, she couldn't hear a word of his explanation. She was full of questions and thought, what does what you said have to do with me asking you to stand up and walk down to the underground garage by yourself?
However, Han Yiming showed no intention of letting her go. As he spoke, half of his body was burning, as if a hot iron plate was pressed against her back. The South City was so hot, not as hot as the snowy city in the north. She wore a thin shirt when she went out today...
She was pressed against the man through such a thin piece of cloth. The smell of disinfectant mixed with cologne, foreign liquor and tobacco on his body enveloped her.
Every time she breathed in, her nostrils were filled with his scent, an overly aggressive masculine scent that made her uncomfortable.
And he was leaning against her and talking very close to her, so she had to interrupt him -
"It's okay," Wei said, "It's just a meal. I can handle it by myself."
"Yeah, good boy."
She gritted her teeth. She was too tired to talk anymore. She carried him to the underground garage. She found the man's Maybach among a row of luxury cars and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Stand here, I'll drive you back."
Wei Zhi said this in a good-tempered manner, took out the car key from the man's pocket, turned around and tried to touch the car door -
As a result, my fingertips didn't have time to touch it.
She was pulled back by the man who was leaning against the pillar.
Caught off guard, she was pinned between the pillar and his chest.
He had been drinking and was drunk, so the breath from his nostrils became hot and unsettling, carrying the scent of alcohol, and sprayed on her chin.
"What are you hiding from?"
His fingers pressed on her chin, and the girl's delicate skin immediately turned red from being scratched by his rough thumb... But he seemed to be interested and even pinched her and played with her.
Wei Zhi was hurt by him and was a little panicked. At this overly intimate distance, she dodged and said, "It hurts."
The girl's voice was very soft, and the man subconsciously let go of her hand. After thinking for a while, he didn't let her go, but smiled and asked: "What did you talk about with my mother tonight? Tell me."
"Nothing."
"You're lying," he easily exposed her. "My mother asked me to ask you privately the other day which hotel you like for the banquet. In the past, we could have gone to the island, but now it's inconvenient to get a visa to go abroad--"
"Brother...Han Yiming."
Wei Zhi interrupted him.
She began to regret showing up here tonight when everyone was looking forward to it.
They talked about her as if she were an object, but she didn't get angry because she didn't treat them as a dish.
The parents of both parties started to have an ambiguous relationship without even a serious explanation of the relationship. She was not angry because she had no involvement in the whole process.
The future seemed to be arranged perfectly, and she was not angry, because she once fantasized about being able to fish salted fish into the coffin.
But when the man in front of her discussed this with her in such a natural tone, her entire internal organs began to tighten and churn...
Every word he said.
Every picture he constructed.
The discomfort nearly killed her as it formed in her mind.
Wei Zhi didn't even know where she suddenly got such a strong sense of self-awareness from. In the past, she always thought that she could just give up, muddle through, and muddle through...
But now, there is something else in my mind.
Suddenly she couldn't just get by.
"My parents don't know, and you don't know either?" She put her hands on his chest, "The two of us—"
"That's because I let you."
He calmly interrupted her and said, "I always thought you were still young, so I let you go and didn't touch you."
“…”
"Jiang Chao and the others dared to laugh at me tonight," he said calmly, "They have been talking about me for so long, but they still can't take you down."
Weizhi fell silent.
The atmosphere is different tonight.
Drunk males can be very dangerous.
His eyes were slightly red as he pressed her against a load-bearing structure at the corner of the parking lot...
She said he always gave in to her before.
The word "take down" was used.
In the current atmosphere, it would be foolish to lie that she was the neighbor's brother. Weizhi was a little panicked. She no longer had the heart to take advantage of the situation. Her knees went weak and she wanted to get out from under his arm that was fixed next to her head.
As a result, as soon as she bent down, he grabbed her waist and picked her up. The 1.80-meter-tall man held her as if she was playing, and she looked like she was drunk and couldn't even stand steadily.
He held her and casually placed her on the hood of an SUV that was traveling with him. His thin hands, which were used to holding a scalpel, rubbed her cheek and pushed away the hair that was stuck to her sweaty face.
Her eyes were filled with panic, like a deer under the headlights on a highway at night.
His hands were fixed on her waist, and every part of her body was soft when touched. What Jiang Chao said was absolutely right. Whether it was good or not, one would have to touch it to know.
"Han Yiming, let's have a good talk——"
"No."
A clean refusal.
"What were you doing before? I gave you a chance... And what did you call me?"
Wei Zhi closed her mouth in despair, thinking that if she kicked him and ran away, would her own mother come to her house with a kitchen knife and punish her tomorrow?
She really wanted to try it.
She was slapping herself in the face in her heart, thinking that she had brought disaster upon herself. At this moment, she felt her chin being lifted up a little. She looked into the eyes of the mature man and heard him ask, "Did you have a love relationship in high school?"
Weizhi was silent.
The man thought about it, understood, and sneered without any emotion: "What about college?"
Wei Zhi was so embarrassed that he couldn't even say "yes".
But he refused to let her go.
"Will you kiss?"
Weizhi slapped his hand away and tried to jump off the hood of the car, but as soon as he moved his waist, he was grabbed back and held down.
"I'll teach you?"
In the underground garage, there was only the deep voice of a mature man, which was slightly hoarse and nasal, probably because he was drunk.
Realizing that if he didn't say anything, something bad would happen, Wei Zhi finally took back his tongue and looked into Han Yiming's eyes, politely, sincerely, and indifferently: "That's not necessary, thank you."
Can you teach me?
My male protagonist's tongue has been to any place in the human body that you can or cannot imagine!
I’ll scare you to death if I tell you!
You'll have to pay to teach me!
……………………………………AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhHe’s coming closer. Why is he so close? He’s drawing his sword—
The little girl huddled under the hood of the car and said in a soft, powerless voice, "Don't come over here..."
“…”
"Don't come over here!"
Her voice was not very convincing.
And very convincing.
Han Yiming is a man who is used to playing around outside and can take away a large number of women with just one look. But every time he wants to do something, he is forced to stop at the edge of the cliff because of this...
It's impossible not to admire it.
It's the same this time.
A vein on his forehead jumped, and he reached out, pinched the girl's waist and put her back on the ground. He supported his forehead with his hand, and when he opened his eyes again, his slightly red eyes had calmed down.
"I'm just kidding. Did I scare you?" He smiled at Wei Zhi, "Come on, please take the trouble to take my brother home tonight, okay?"