Putting the cup on the table, his slender fingers slowly stroked the rim of the cup, and Pei Xuan asked slowly, "Who are you playing?"
Ning Ning blinked his eyes quickly.
"These past few days, you've been playing a person in front of me, a conservative, old-fashioned, and a little obedient, an old nun who is even afraid of Li Pingping." Pei Xuan looked at her with a half-smile, "but you and I are both. You know... you're not that kind of person at all."
Ning Ning snorted in her heart.
"I don't know why you act like this. To be honest, I'd rather see you wearing that tasteless red and green dress last time." Pei Xuan raised his hand to compare with her, then shook his head and said, "Everyone So familiar, can you be honest?"
Red and green skirt...
After the two separated, Ning Ning returned to the dormitory, and with the idea of giving it a try, she pulled out a red flag on the left and green on the right from the cabinet, which could be called an exotic flag... Oh no! Look closely, this is really a skirt! How on earth can someone with a twisted mind buy something like this
But no matter how much Ning Ning didn't want to admit, this dress was placed in her closet. Yun Lin bought it. Maybe she even wore it for Pei Xuan to see.
Therefore, what Pei Xuan said is likely to be true, conservative and old-fashioned, and arrogant-all these are other people's illusions! Ning Ning's illusion! The real Yunlin is not such a person.
"You're back." Li Pingping came out of the bathroom after washing her hair, as if she was anxious to know the result, the foam on her head was not washed off, it floated on her head and floated to the sky, "How are you talking to Mr. Pei? ?"
Ning Ning looked at her with her skirt in her arms.
When two people are together, there must be one strong and one weak. Ning Ning has always felt that Li Pingping is the strong and she is the weak, but is this really the case
"A candlelight dinner, plus a date." Ningning said, "I promised to go to his house next week. He wants to remodel the bedroom to my liking. Come and give me some advice. Do you think the remodeled western style is better? , or Chinese style better?"
Li Pingping had already prepared a small man's proud smile, but after hearing Ning Ning's answer, it was directly twisted into a small man's constipated smile.
"...It's impossible!" She didn't seem to believe it at all, or she couldn't accept Ning Ning's words, "I know Mr. Pei has broken up with you, don't try to lie to me, you are deceiving yourself, you... "
Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted.
"If you want us to break up, you shouldn't beg him." Ning Ning walked up to her and slowly stroked her cheek with her right hand, "You should beg me."
There is a half-length mirror hanging on the wall, and the mirror reflects the silhouettes of two people, one tall and one short, one thin and one fat, the strong and the weak collide together, trying to distinguish between high and low.
"Huh? Please?" Li Pingping said stiffly. She tried to be strong, but she was timid in the last sentence, "...Why do I ask you?"
"Because your last resort has been exhausted, but it's useless, Pei Xuan still didn't break up with me." Ning Ning smiled, she didn't deliberately act strong, but when one party acts weak, she will naturally appear strong. "You can only ask me to take the initiative to break up with him."
Li Pingping stared at her face.
As time passed by, the anger on Li Pingping's face became more and more intense, as if the anger would turn into violence in the next second.
"... I really don't understand." She crunched her fists and gritted her teeth, "You are neither beautiful nor kind, Yan Qing regards you as her best friend, you two always Sleeping on a pillow, she tells you everything, but when you want to hurt her, you are not at all soft... Why did Mr. Pei choose you? "
These words seemed to have exhausted her last strength. As soon as she finished speaking, she staggered back a few steps as if her body had been emptied, and leaned weakly against the wardrobe, her body hunched down like a forty or fifty aged woman looking down at her hands.
"...Why is it like this again?" she murmured in a low voice, "I was the one who sent the flowers at the funeral, not you, but he still liked you. He said he wanted to find an ordinary girl with a good heart, but You're not that kind of person. It's no use telling him the truth, it's no use for me to do anything..."
As she spoke, she burst into tears.
Ning Ning looked at her with a confused look, as if she didn't understand what she just said. In fact, her heart was already turbulent, and she felt that she had guessed Li Pingping's true identity.
Another guest at Life Cinema.
The one sitting with his back to Ning Ning couldn't tell whether it was a male or a female, or the old or young guest.
Now she turned her face and showed her face in front of Ning Ning.
This guest is Li Pingping herself. When she is old, she holds an odd-numbered designated ticket. Using the odd-numbered designated ticket, she can designate her to be someone other than the protagonist in the movie, and she has become herself when she was young.
That's why she said, "Why do you do it again?"
It's a lucky one, it's a really unlucky one.
Once again, she still walked around her old way, and went back and forth...
"Please." In the middle of crying, Li Pingping suddenly hugged Ning Ning's arm and prayed with tears on her face, "I only have this chance, you help me, you give him to me, as long as you give Mr. Pei Give it to me, I can do whatever you want."
Ning Ning looked at her silently.
Look at the real Li Pingping in front of her.
After a while, he slowly turned his head and looked at himself in the half-length mirror—the real Yun Lin.
What a horrible woman.
Ning Ning had never seen such a person before. Everything she shows in front of others is a disguise, even the books in her room and the clothes hanging in the closet are all disguise, or maybe it's just her side, the superficial side, but she still has On the other side, hidden under the old-fashioned face, hidden in the old clothes, hidden in the bloated body-
What is this side like
I am afraid that only Pei Xuan has seen it, and I am afraid that only Pei Xuan knows the real answer.
To get an answer from him, there seems to be only one option...
Ning Ning looked down at the red and green skirt in his hand, with an embarrassed expression and subtle eyes.
On weekends, Pei Xuan's house.
Ding-dong, the doorbell rang.
Pei Xuan, who was arranging the candlelight dinner, came over and stretched out his hand to open the door. When he saw the figure at the door, his eyes became subtle.
Ning Ning stood at the door, her hair that was always tied up was loose, and her face was always dull with a little makeup. These are not the point, the point is... She is wearing a red and green skirt underneath.
"You know?" She laughed at herself. "When I was just crossing the road, the car on one side stopped when it saw me, and the car on the other side started when it saw me. I think they regarded me as a traffic light."
Pei Xuan was amused by her, smiled and turned away: "They are just dumping for you, just like me."
Ning Ning walked into the house. She usually behaved cautiously, like a girl in love, but this evening she seemed a little bolder, kicked off her shoes and walked into the villa, with a natural attitude as if the hostess had returned to her own home. Walked all the way into the restaurant from the door, then picked up the wine glass on the table and drank.
After drinking a whole glass of wine, Ning Ning let out a long breath and turned to look behind him.
Pei Xuan leaned against the wall and looked at her with his arms crossed, not surprised or dissatisfied with her appearance.
She guessed right, the two of them had a very special relationship.
Neither a lover but more than a lover, neither a husband nor a husband and wife, if I had to use the most appropriate word to describe it, it would probably be an accomplice.
Ning Ning suddenly put down the wine glass and walked towards him, suddenly reached out and grabbed his tie, pulling his whole body towards him.
The two kissed.
Ferocious, lingering, fierce, like two poisonous snakes kissing each other.
After a full five minutes, they separated from each other.
The time was so long that when we separated, Pei Xuan couldn't maintain his consistent decency. His hair was a little messy, his breathing was a little messy, and even his tie was messed up. He raised his hand and pressed his gold edge. Glasses, he looked down at the same panting woman with a smile, and asked, "Are you satisfied now?"
Ning Ning raised her head and smiled at him, her lipstick smudged on the corners of her lips, beautiful and charming.
"A perfect lover, a perfect love, are you satisfied?" Pei Xuan rubbed the lipstick on the corner of her lips with his thumb, his voice provocative, "Should I propose to you now?"
This sentence is really familiar.
I remembered.
Yun Lin's diary wrote such a paragraph.
"April 4th, Yun. Yan Qing said that Mr. Pei proposed to her. I envy her so much, and I really want to have a perfect love and a perfect marriage with such a perfect person."
Ning Ning once thought it was a diary of unrequited love, but now it seems that it is not.
April 4th, is it the day when the two of them became accomplices, a perfect lover, a perfect love, a perfect wedding, is that the reason why Yun Lin attacked Yan Qing
Ning Ning laughed, "Kneel down."
Pei Xuan froze for a moment, then tapped on one knee, knelt in front of her, pulled her hand in front of him, and asked affectionately, "Yunlin, will you marry me?"
"I do." Ning Ning said.
Li Pingping relived her own life, and she also relived Yunlin's life. After her good friend died, she married her good friend's husband.
Nothing has changed...
Is it really so
Ning Ning slowly turned her head to look at the photo frame hanging on the wall. It was the same illusion as last time. Yan Qing on the photo frame winked at her.