The business trip to Shanghai ended quickly. Ban Sheng stayed with Lin Weixia for two days, but their phones kept vibrating. The reason was that on Lin Weixia's birthday, Ban Sheng uploaded the demo of the song "Swallowtail Butterfly" on the music software. In addition, some netizens posted his LED video confession in Shanghai on the Internet. The popularity of this song on the music software has remained high, causing quite a stir.
After finding out, friends sent messages one after another. The bold ones directly teased Ban Sheng, while others congratulated the two of them.
Men Zi sent several envious emoticons: I also need a boyfriend who will write songs for me and sing them only for me.
Who doesn't want blatant displays of affection and passionate liking
After returning to Jingbei, Ban Sheng and Lin Weixia each had an appointment. He went to his brother's drinking party, while Lin Weixia went to meet Men Zi.
In the Zero Degree Bar, when I pushed open the door of Box 2073, smoke rushed in my face and the sound of dice rolling came one after another. There were a few familiar faces in the box. When they looked up and saw Ban Sheng, they all joked, "Master Ban, you are finally here."
"This place wouldn't be fun at all without Ban Shao, don't you think?" someone chimed in.
"After all, things are different when you're in love. Mr. Ben, if you keep that bottle of Remy Martin in this bar any longer, it's going to turn into a girl's wine." Someone spat.
Faced with these people's teasing and joking, Ban Sheng smiled lazily, ignored them and sat down.
Li Yiran had already drunk two rounds of wine, and was half dead lying on the sofa, exuding a romantic and unruly aura. Seeing Ban Sheng coming, he struggled to get up from the sofa, rubbed his neck with difficulty, opened his eyes, and looked like a trapped beast that had been dormant for a long time.
"I heard about your song release, it's so cool, A Sheng." Only Li Yiran dared to talk to him like this.
Ban Sheng poured half a cup of ice cubes into another glass, making a splashing sound. He glanced at him and said slowly:
"Not as sexy as you."
He pointed out the things Li Yiran had done before. Li Yiran smiled carelessly, not angry at all, and lit a cigarette and started chatting with his classmate.
Ban Sheng held a cigarette between his slender fingers, and the smoke slowly spread around him. A wisp of white smoke became blurred as his Adam's apple swallowed while he spoke.
Every move is indeed very seductive.
But no one dared to sit next to him. Ban Sheng put on a face that said "Don't approach me". Before leaving, he took a star-shaped hairband from Lin Weixia's dressing table and put it directly on his wrist.
Show that you have a master.
Who dares to come forward
Ban Sheng and Li Yiran were talking while his eyes swept over the girls sitting on the sofa opposite. One of the girls looked 30% similar to Lin Weixia, with cold eyebrows and dark pupils. She skillfully took a cigarette from the cigarette box, and with a "pop", the orange-red fire lit up her world-weary face.
Li Yiran saw Ban Sheng was stunned and raised his eyebrows: "You've never seen a woman smoking?"
"I have seen it. It was snatched from me." Ban Sheng narrowed his eyes and recalled.
There was no need to guess, Li Yiran directly reported a name: "Lin Weixia, your wife is quite exciting."
Ban Sheng snorted and chuckled, then raised his glass and clinked it with his square-necked cup. The glass made a crisp sound when it collided, and he whispered about Lin Weixia caring about his smoking.
Li Yiran sneered after hearing this and said, "Because of you, she will definitely smoke now, do you believe it?"
Ban Sheng gave Li Yiran a look with an unclear expression on his face. He didn't say anything, and the cigarette at his fingertips burned quietly.
"Lin Weixia is just like Wu Suan, she draws inferences from one instance," Li Yiran said in a playful tone, "A Sheng, do you want to bet whether she smokes or not?"
Ban Sheng's cheeks twitched slowly, as if he was chewing on the word "draw inferences from one instance". His eyelashes moved, and he slowly and forcefully put out the cigarette in his hand. The last bit of sporadic fire disappeared in the black ashes.
In full view of everyone, Ban Sheng left everyone behind, picked up the cigarettes and lighter on the table and left.
Arriving at the garage, Ban Sheng opened the car door, raised his feet and sat in sideways. The GTR made a loud roar and left the underground garage.
With his long, bony hands on the steering wheel, the black car was moving at high speed. With his other hand, he put an air pod into his ear, called Lin Weixia, and asked:
"Where are you?"
"Bar," Lin Weixia gave an address. It was noisy over there, with the sound of a DJ playing from time to time. She raised the volume a little, "Are you coming to pick me up? I'm not that fast yet. I'll text you later."
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Ban Sheng unconsciously stepped on the accelerator and the car sped forward, soon arriving at the bar that Lin Weixia mentioned.
With a "bang", Ban Sheng closed the car door and got out, pushing the door open to welcome the waiter at the door.
The red and purple lights interlaced, and people in the dance floor kept sticking to each other and twisting their waists, releasing their suppressed emotions. Dry ice kept coming out from the right side, and from the moment Ban Sheng walked in, both men and women, seeing such a handsome man, glanced at him, wishing they could take his soul away.
Ban Sheng ignored him, looked around with his dark pupils, and finally saw Lin Weixia on the southeast side.
Lin Weixia wore a black halter dress, revealing a large area of her snow-white back. She was so thin that her butterfly bones on the back seemed to be about to flap their wings and fly.
Just then, a waiter passed by with a tray and asked him what he wanted. Ban Sheng ordered a gin and tonic, walked through the crowd, brushed shoulders with passersby, and sat down at a table behind Lin Weixia.
Lin Weixia was chatting with Men Zi. When they were happy, her arms made some small movements and there was light in her eyes.
Ban Sheng sat behind her, and the corners of his lips also curved slightly. Then he saw Men Zi light a cigarette and handed the lighter to Lin Weixia.
Lin Weixia took the green plastic lighter and pressed it twice to indicate that it was out of gas, then took out a silver lighter from her bag.
Ban Sheng lazily raised his eyelids and took a look. It was his lighter.
The curve of the lip corners gradually flattens.
There was a thin white cigarette between her red lips, and with a "pop" the orange-red fire ignited, with extremely deft movements.
White mist exhaled from her lips, her white neck drooped, and with her half-closed eyes, she was as beautiful as a swan.
Every move she makes sways between charm and elegance, attracting people's attention.
One hand gently shook the wine glass, the blue veins on the side of Ban Sheng's neck bulged slightly, he laughed angrily, and held the wine glass with one hand to send a message to his girl.
Ban: [Let me ask you a question.]
His dark pupils caught a glimpse of the white shoulders lowering a little, and picking up the phone, Lin Weixia was obviously replying to his message.
Xia: [What?]
Ban: [Do you smoke? ]
After sending the message, there was no reply for a long time. With his palms around the square-mouthed wine glass, Ban Sheng lowered his neck. The top of the dialog box showed that the other party was typing.
After a while, the phone screen lit up again. Ban Sheng stared at the reply and chewed the ice very slowly, as if he was savoring Lin Weixia's answer. The phone displayed a nonchalant reply:
[No.]
Seeing that there was no reply from the other end of the phone, Lin Weixia did not suspect anything. But tonight, Men Zi was unusual as always. He drank one cup after another, and his expression was obviously not happy and he was in a bad mood.
"What's wrong with you?" Lin Weixia stuffed a cherry tomato into her mouth.
Men Zi chewed the cherry tomatoes mechanically, hesitated for a long time, and looked at Lin Weixia: "Let me tell you something."
"What?"
"Well, I confessed my feelings to Ning Chao, and he officially rejected me."
There have been many graduation parties recently, and Men Zi happened to meet Ning Chao in the same KTV. At that time, Men Zi had just come out of the bathroom and ran into Ning Chao standing at the window smoking, with smoke wrapped around his strong arms and a layer of red on his neck, obviously because he was drunk and hiding.
Men Zi walked over, leaned against the wall opposite him, lit a cigarette, and talked to him: "How much did you drink?"
Ning Chao raised his eyelids and counted. Men Zi laughed and reached out to brush off the ash from her cigarette. The two chatted casually, and then she asked naturally:
"Hey, I've been chasing you for so long, let me ask you one last time, do you want to be together?"
The originally relaxed atmosphere suddenly cooled down. Ning Chao lowered his eyes and thought for a long time. Then he put out his cigarette, looked at Men Zi, and said:
"You're a good girl, but I have no plans to fall in love at the moment, until I officially become a good police officer."
Men Zi was stunned, not surprised at all. She was in a very low mood, like a balloon that had been punctured. She had a lot to say, such as the fact that many years ago, when she went to Nanjiang to do business, she saw him bravely subduing a gangster and determined to apply to the police academy.
I've been thinking about this for a long time.
But that's enough.
"Okay, you have a bright future." Men Zi curled the corner of her lips.
After saying this, Men Zi left, leaving Ning Chao alone.
Men Zi blurted it all out in one go, and after she finished she wanted to eat some fruit, but unexpectedly she grabbed a lemon from the fruit plate, and put it into her mouth without even looking at it. The lemon was so sour that it went straight to the top of her head, and she gulped down several gulps of beer with a grimace.
Lin Weixia looked stunned: "And then?"
"Then I just gave up," Men Zi swallowed a small piece of ice, feeling uncomfortable in her throat, "It's already like that, what else can I do."
The atmosphere was depressing for a moment. Men Zi didn't want to say more, so she simply changed the subject and asked, "What about you? Didn't you say you had something depressing to ask me? What is it?"
Lin Weixia poked the ice cubes floating in the wine glass with a thin-handled spoon and said gently, "It's nothing. I just saw a tattoo on Ban Sheng's body. It's near his heart. It's a string of English words, "s in my heart."
"You want to know what it means? Then go ask him." Men Zi said.
"I can't figure out who that letter s belongs to. There's no such letter in my name. Could it be--" Lin Weixia said while thinking secretly.
Someone touched her shoulder. Lin Weixia raised her head. A drunk middle-aged man in his thirties stood next to her. A red flashlight hit his face. He stared at her with lustful eyes and raised his glass: "Beauty, come with me."
Lin Weixia frowned and was about to speak when a tall and straight figure loomed over her. The middle-aged man's face changed and turned the color of liver. His hand on the seam of his pants was twisted back and the wine in his right hand was shaken and spilled all over the floor. He immediately begged for mercy:
"Big brother, please spare me! Big brother, please spare me!"
Everyone looked back frequently. Ban Sheng, with a stern face, slammed the middle-aged man's hand heavily. The middle-aged man fell straight forward due to inertia and accidentally bumped into someone else. The sound of the falling cup and the woman's scream mixed together, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.
Before Lin Weixia could react, Ban Sheng grabbed her wrist and led her through the crowded crowd. Blurry lights were flashing along the way, and he took her all the way to the fire escape.
The light here was dimmer. Ban Sheng let go of her hand, glanced at his girl, and asked:
"Anything?"
"No," Lin Weixia shook her head and asked him quietly, "How did you get in?"
Every time Lin Weixia went to the bar, Ban Sheng was waiting outside.
If Lin Weixia hadn't mentioned it, Ban Sheng would have forgotten about it. When she mentioned it, Ban Sheng smiled angrily, stood in front of him, and took two steps forward.
Lin Weixia stepped back subconsciously, and Ban Sheng pressed her against the cold wall, spreading her long legs apart with his knees, pressing them in the middle, and then turned sideways, letting the warmth of his chest warm her. As their clothes rubbed against each other, the two of them were so close, and the ebony scent on his body was lingering, Lin Weixia's breathing quickened.
The light bulb above my head was broken, and the tungsten filament made a crackling sound and flickered.
It brings out a hint of ambiguous charm.
Lin Weixia swallowed nervously, seeing those two thin lips about to press down, she was caught off guard and subconsciously turned her face away.
There was a slight sneer in her ear, and Ban Sheng looked at her with ease, "Do you want me to kiss you?"
It turned out to be a prank, Lin Weixia pretended to push him away. Ban Sheng turned his head away, still leaning on her, reaching his hands into the pockets of the girl's long skirt, and took out a box of mint popping beads, looking at her leisurely.
"How long have you been smoking?" Ban Sheng looked at her.
"Not long." Lin Weixia licked her lips.
Ban Sheng spun the cigarette box in his palm, glanced at the brand, and spoke slowly:
"What do you smoke?"
"At first I smoked the Marlboro cigarettes you didn't finish, and then I bought a pack of Essence cigarettes myself, but I found them to have no taste and were quite bland. After smoking Nanjing cigarettes for a while, I switched to the mint popping beads cigarettes I have now..." Lin Weixia's voice became lower and lower as she spoke.
Ban Sheng laughed angrily, looked straight at her, and commented:
“It’s pretty wild.”
There were quite a lot of cards drawn. Ban Sheng withdrew his gaze from her, withdrew, turned around and was about to leave, obviously angry.
Lin Weixia quickly grabbed his clothes and begged for mercy: "I was wrong."
"Wait for me to go back together."
"It's so dark here. I can't see the road."
Lin Weixia acted half coquettishly and half pitifully, holding Ban Sheng's arm and coaxing him all the way. After much persuasion, the man's face finally looked a little better.
"I respect you no matter what you want to do and I won't stop you," Ban Sheng lowered his neck to look at her, his tone serious, "but don't smoke too much, don't get addicted."
Don't be like him before.
"Okay, I'm just smoking for fun. I won't do it most of the time. Believe me!" Lin Weixia raised her hands in surrender.
After returning home, they ate a bowl of noodles together and then went to take a shower. Lin Weixia took a shower first. After she finished, she happened to have a PPT to finish. She wiped her half-wet hair casually and sat in the study room to start typing on the keyboard.
In early May, the weather was a little hot. Ban Sheng came out of the shower wearing only a pair of trousers. He saw Lin Weixia wearing a white silk suspender skirt. Her hair was dripping with water and her back was wet in a small area. Drops of water kept dripping down her smooth spine, which aroused endless reverie.
Because she was too focused, one of the shoulder straps slipped down and half hung on her slender white arm, revealing half of her peach pink skin, giving her a glimpse of spring.
The man's eyes darkened, and he couldn't suppress the desire in his eyes. His Adam's apple itched for a moment, and he stared at the scene for a long time.
Seeing that the last bit was about to be put away, Lin Weixia breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to type, a broad chest approached from behind, her chin was gripped by the cold thumbscrew, and her face was turned over.
The hot lips pressed against her, and Lin Weixia was startled. She put her elbow against his chest, pushed him away, and frowned: "What are you doing?"
"Love you." Ban Sheng stared at her Adam's apple and rolled his eyes.
Every time he touched her, he would call her "Xia Xia" and then describe to her how he survived those years abroad, all relying on his hands and a photo.
As soon as she finished speaking, the man's lips sealed hers again. Lin Weixia lay on the cold table, her tongue was dragged over, entangled, and her breath was robbed inch by inch.
…
Lin Weixia lay on his chest like a cat, and he carried her from the study back to the room.
The lights were dim, and the two of them were lying on their beds. Lin Weixia was so tired that she stared at the light above her head in a daze.
She glanced sideways at the man sleeping next to her. He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his hair a little messy, his eyelashes wet with sweat. He lit a cigarette and reached out to light the fire. The orange-red fire illuminated his dark and cold eyebrows, and white mist rolled out from his thin lips, matching his bad-looking face and well-defined abdominal muscles.
Like a crime scene.
"Let me try what the smoke tastes like afterwards."
Lin Weixia covered him, snatched it and tasted it. Ban Sheng lay on the bed, raised his eyebrows and asked:
"What's that smell?"
"Want to know?" Lin Weixia asked him with a raised eyebrow.
Ban Sheng smiled nonchalantly and reached out to take back his cigarette, but Lin Weixia leaned down and pretended to kiss him.
The man responded subconsciously, covering his fair neck with his large palm, and a puff of choking smoke came in from his lips and teeth.
When he raised his eyes, he met a pair of cunning eyes. Lin Weixia had a smug expression, which was obviously a provocation to him.
"You want to be fucked again, don't you?"
Ban Sheng directly pulled the person over, turned over, and pressed the person on top of him. No matter how Lin Weixia begged for mercy, it was useless.
Lin Weixia was tortured to the point of groaning in pain, secretly regretting provoking Ban Sheng. As her breathing became rapid, she remembered something and grabbed Ban Sheng's arm, leaving red marks from her fingernails. She asked with some resentment:
"Wait a minute, what does this string of English near your heart mean? Who is this S?"
Ban Sheng laughed, leaned over to hook the strands of hair on her face to her ears, and did not respond to her. Sometimes he didn't know whether to praise Lin Weixia for being smart or stupid.
"S—Could it be Li Shengran?" Lin Weixia asked.
Ban Sheng's expression was originally relaxed and happy, but he stopped moving. When he heard Li Shengran's name, he remembered what happened last week, his face changed, and his eyes flashed with disgust:
"She deserves it."
"What is that?" Lin Weixia's voice was hoarse.
The rhythm was suddenly interrupted. Ban Sheng had a hard time holding back, but he still looked at her and sighed:
"S stands for summer. I got it tattooed in the US during my freshman year."
He has a total of three tattoos on his body. The black lily on his ankle is about his mother, and the other two tattoos are all related to Lin Weixia. One is the tattoo on the collarbone, and the other is this string of English tattoos near the heart.
Her heart was filled, as if someone was constantly pouring honey into Lin Weixia's heart, so full that it was about to burst out.
Bansheng is hers.
Lin Weixia thought as she looked at the man in front of her.
Lin Weixia's mind was sometimes confused, and sometimes it was very fast. She pointed at the three bone nails on his collarbone and asked:
"You won't get the bone nails inserted after the college entrance exam, right?"
"Yeah." Ban Sheng's tone was not willing to admit it.
When they met in Philadelphia, when Ban Sheng met Lin Weixia again, he zipped his zipper all the way to the top of his throat. When they met again, he took off the bone nails again.
"Why?" Lin Weixia asked him.
"I was so embarrassed at that time. I was abandoned by my first love, and he was suspected of liking another boy." Ban Sheng said in a sad tone.
Lin Weixia begged for mercy with both hands, but she was also somewhat happy. The entanglement and uneasiness after the reunion, and the grievances she had suffered were smoothed out in an instant, but at the same time, a little pride jumped in her eyebrows, and she said:
"Oh, Bensheng, you love me so much."
"Yeah, I love you very much." Meeting the girl's eyes, Ban Sheng compromised everything and replied to her seriously.