Tang Yuchi was wearing loose long sleeves and shorts, sitting on the floor of the guest bedroom.
His clean baby face is now tense, his eyebrows are wrinkled, and he is holding Jin Fubai's shirt in his hand.
On the inside of the shirt near the corner, several letters of the same color as the shirt were embroidered, "JIN".
Speaking of the three words "Jin Fubai", Tang Yuchi closed the door of the guest room very seriously.
After the initial surprise, Xiang Yu calmed down: "You know him?"
"do not know."
Tang Yuchi threw the shirt back into the suitcase that was open to Yu, and took a deep breath, "But I've heard that he and Li Hua are together. They play everything, and they lose millions on a trip to Macau. It's like playing, the women around you are never distracted, you can hold such a man? Get away as soon as possible."
Xiang Yu had never heard the name Li Hua before.
"Tell me how you met Jin Fubai, he contacted you on the initiative?"
Tang Yuchi picked up the white ceramic vase and pointed at Xiang Yu, "They don't have feelings for people like them. If you want to be taken care of, you can go."
Xiang Yu raised his eyelids: "What do you mean?"
Tang Yuchi and Xiang Yu have been bickering every day since they were three years old, but they have never quarreled. This is the only "confrontation".
But before there was a quarrel, there was a knock on the door of the guest room. It was Mother Tang: "Tang Yuchi, come out for me, what are you going to do in the room, you're going to die!"
Before she finished speaking, Mother Tang pushed the door and walked in, holding Tang Yuchi's ear and walking out: "How old are you? You still go into the girl's house at the age of 21? It's outrageous!"
Tang Yuchi was grabbed by his own mother's ear, grimacing in pain, and glared at Xiang Yu with a warning.
"Who are you staring at, you dead child! Stare again to see if I won't kill you."
He has a milk dog face, and at the age of 21, he still looks like an 18- or 19-year-old high school student.
While struggling, a slipper dropped in the guest room, was picked up by Xiang Yu, and threw it, hitting Tang Yuchi's leg.
Tang Yuchi was so angry that he carried his slippers back to his house and closed the door.
Xiang Yu sometimes thinks that if she has a younger brother, it should be Tang Yuchi.
After a few minutes, the phone vibrated for a moment, and it was a message from Tang Yuchi:
[I'm talking too much, but you really have to be careful.]
[Xiangyu, that circle is too high, so many people who want to go to the sky in one step squeeze their heads and try to get in, and they all die miserably in the end.]
Xiang Yu stared at the message for a while, and replied to Tang Yuchi:
[When do I want to go to the sky in one step?]
Xiang Yu's attitude towards career is very lazy, probably because her parents are always busy with work. When she sees the word "success in career", she always thinks that it means an empty home, and she doesn't like it very much.
Life wasn't so bad that she needed to make money to make ends meet, she just messed around like that, and it was nothing.
Tang Yuchi didn't reply to the message, until Xiang Yu fell asleep, feeling the phone vibrate under the pillow.
She took out her mobile phone in the dark, measured the screen, struggling to get rid of sleepiness to read the words on the screen:
[If you really have a plan, that's great.]
This sentence sounded like a sigh, and Xiang Yu only looked at it for 2 seconds before falling asleep again.
In the next few days, Tang Yuchi contacted An Sui, busy with the rekindling of old love, and never talked about Jin Fubai again.
Being friends is like this, you have your life, I have my life, and many things end. You can't hold on to it every day, that friend will definitely not be able to do it.
Three days after Xiang Yu returned to her home, Aunt Chen took the suitcase and asked with a smile, "Did you have a good time?"
"Not bad, have my parents come back?"
Every time I ask this question, Aunt Chen is embarrassed and melancholy for Xiang Yu: "No, it's because I'm busy during this time and I can't come back."
Xiang Yu was much calmer: "Well."
"By the way, Tao, there are always people calling you these days."
Aunt Chen picked up the rag and wiped the dust on the table, "I call every evening. He is a very polite man."
Almost all of Xiang Yu's classmates and friends called her by phone. The only person she could think of who would call her a landline number was Jin Fubai.
She dialed the landline number at home at the hotel. If he wanted to check it, he would definitely get it.
When calling back the phone, Xiang Yu had the intention of pretending to be confused.
The landline at home was white. She picked up the microphone and put it in her ear, pressed the call back, and held her breath in the "beep-beep-" sound.
When the phone was picked up, Jin Fubai said, "Xiang Yu?"
Xiang Yu's fingers were nervously tangled in the phone line, and for a moment, she felt that it was hard to breathe.
The entangled squeeze on her fingertips felt like fate passing her fingers, tightly hooking her heart.
Actually, doesn't she understand Jin Fubai
Not all.
How can there be so many rich and affectionate children of wealthy families who just happened to fall in love with her
He just became interested in her at certain moments, can these interests be called love? Of course not.
Xiang Yu is not a stupid girl, she knows many things.
Knowing but not reconciled, this is something she herself did not expect.
Xiang Yu took a deep breath and made his voice sound steady: "Jin Fubai, I heard that you were looking for me."
"Well, I'm looking for you. Are you free today? Have dinner together?"
Xiang Yu didn't ask why he wanted to have dinner together, and Jin Fubai didn't say why he invited her to dinner.
They have a tacit understanding, just like they tacitly stopped each other at the airport, and now they tacitly mingle with some regrets.
During that dinner, Jin Fubai helped her pull out the chair, picked up the napkin on her left, shook it off, and spread it on her lap in a gentle movement.
Xiang Yu wore a coffee-colored dress. When sitting on a chair, the skirt covered her thighs. The delicate and fair skin was covered with a coffee-colored skirt, like white cheese coated with chocolate sauce.
Jin Fubai didn't touch it, he spread the napkin, and only when he got up, he wiped a little lemonade from the corner of his lips with his thumb.
Xiang Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly for a moment.
She was feeling the heartbeat she had never felt before, but she was calm on the surface, raised her head and gave Jin a white smile: "Thank you."
That dinner Xiang Yu didn't eat well, and his thoughts went back and forth.
When Jin Fubai was talking to her, she missed a few words and didn't hear it clearly.
But after that day, Jin Fubai often invited her to dinner, and Xiang Yu's knowledge of food was increasing day by day.
She didn't notice the heat in summer. Anyway, Jin Fubai's car was always fully air-conditioned. When he got off the car and entered the restaurant, the room was cool.
Jin Fubai has a sloppy mouth, and he always goes to some famous restaurants for meals.
An indispensable ingredient in summer is cucumbers. Xiang Yu and Jin Fubai have eaten cucumbers several times, such as "Sword Slashing Qinglong", "Qingjiao Lying in Snow" and "Broken Jade".
The name is nice, it's just a cucumber shot, and the price is 68 yuan.
Xiang Yu recalled watching the sketches on the Spring Festival Gala when he was a child. Teacher Zhao Lirong held a plate of radishes called "A Gathering of Heroes", and said angrily that it should be called "a meeting of radishes", and finally reported it to the Price Bureau.
She felt that the restaurants that Jin Fubai took her to eat should also be managed by the Price Bureau.
Thinking of this, Xiang Yu burst out laughing.
Jin Fubai sat across from her and asked her why she was smiling at this plate of cucumbers.
She told the truth, but Jin Fubai said, "If it can make you laugh, it's worth selling this plate of cucumbers for thousands of dollars."
Like a perfect lover, he dine with her and invited her to play.
Helping her open the door will also remind her to be careful about the steps.
It's just that the relationship between the two of them is never mentioned.
At the end of August, the relationship took a turn for the worse.
It was a sultry evening. Jin Fubai took her to a dinner party. On the way, he said that if you are not happy, you can talk and you can leave early.
Xiang Yu nodded and said, "Okay."
That was Xiang Yu's first contact with Jin Fubai's world. The people in the room respected him. They were stuck in traffic and were half an hour late. It is said that this place in the imperial capital is like this, and the traffic jams during the evening rush hour.
Worried that Jin Fubai was tired again, he hurriedly called someone to pour water for him.
Xiang Yu glanced at him with ridicule in his eyes - just drive a car, how tired can you be
Jin Fubai looked back, just in time to meet Xiangyu's gaze, and he suddenly smiled.
It was his smile, and the people in the room seemed to have just seen Xiang Yu, and they were respectful and concerned, and asked, "Who is this beauty?"
People asked about the relationship, but Jin Fubai blocked Longjing who started to come to him: "How tired can I be driving a car, give it to Miss Xiang."
Xiang Yu sat down with Jin Fubai. Maybe the two of them didn't have much tacit understanding in other things, but they ate quite a few meals this summer.
During the banquet, there were staggered discussions, and the bigwigs were arguing with each other. Xiang Yu behaved like every meal they had before. Looking back and smiling brightly at him, there is no more communication than this.
So other people can't understand, what is the holy place of this Miss Xiang.
Can be brought to dinner by Jin Fubai, but not as intimate and ambiguous as the relationship between men and women
After the meal, a dessert was served, and a middle-aged man said, "Mr. Jin, try the rose flower cake here, it tastes like the old imperial capital."
Maybe it was because he was full, Xiang Yu was a little slack, he raised his eyes lazily and asked, "Isn't the flower cake from Yunnan?"
"Hey, of course Yunnan's flower cakes are famous now, but in the past, the dim sum shops in Laodi City have not only rose cakes, but also wisteria flower cakes, layers of puff pastry, and old traditional cakes. Daoxiang Village It's still for sale now."
"Miss Xiang is young, I have never seen the pastry shop in the old imperial capital."
"That's right, it's good to be young."
This topic was nothing at all, and the group of people quickly chatted about new topics, revolving around the emotion of "time is not forgiving".
But suddenly someone sneered, and the voice was not too loud or too small. When the conversation was taking a break, the whole table could hear it clearly.
It was a woman, tapping her fingertips with red nail polish on the table.
She looked at Xiang Yu, her eyes were direct and mocking, and then she looked at Jin Fubai.
Xiang Yu felt that the woman had probably learned to change her face, and when she looked at Jin Fubai, her eyes were soft and charming like vines entwining a tree trunk.
This kind of gaze has been seen more than once, inexplicable hostility and inexplicable ambiguousness.
Xiang Yu slowly put down his chopsticks, followed suit, turned his head and looked at Jin Fubai with a look that was more greasy than marshmallows.
Jin Fubai raised his hand and pinched her face, then pulled the person to stand up: "Everyone take it slow, we will withdraw first."
Serious things haven't been discussed yet, and of course no one wants to let him go.
The people at the table tried their best to dissuade him, but Jin Fubai made a point: "It's not appropriate to talk about serious business if it is mixed with other people."
They are all smart people, and everyone knows who the "Xianzaoren" is talking about.
Everyone looked at the woman with red nail polish, her face turned pale.
Xiang Yu was pulled by Jin Fubai's wrist all the way back to the car. The car he drove was often changed, and today he was driving a spacious SUV.
Jin Fubai opened the front passenger's door for her, but Xiang Yu sat in the back seat puffing up.
The door was slammed shut with a bang, Jin Fubai laughed and sat in the back seat of the car: "So aggressive?"
After falling through the car door, Xiang Yu seemed to have lost all his anger, but when he spoke again, he was joking: "You go ahead and drive, I just want to treat you as a driver today."
Xiang Yu didn't sit on the entire seat, leaving a gap behind his hips.
She leaned on the back of the chair, her waist hanging in the air.
Jin Fubai put his hand into the hanging space, put his fingertips on her spine, and asked her, "After today, what do you want to take me for?"