Illness comes like a mountain falling and goes like a thread being pulled out. After Ye Jinwu's fever subsided, she felt very weak, so she stayed in her room to recuperate. After she had finally recovered from her illness, Ye Wan was worried that she would get sick if she stayed in her room all day, so she took her out for a walk.
Ye Jinwu came to the fourth floor with a confused heart.
There was soft music playing in the restaurant. The soothing music seemed to be kissing her soul, gradually calming her chaotic emotions. Under the dim yellow light, the light in the restaurant was a little hazy and dim, but there was a unique charm of tranquility. The clear and pleasant laughter of the women seemed particularly abrupt in the quiet environment. She looked over subconsciously.
Caught off guard, her clear and sharp pupils were sunken into a pair of eyes that were as bottomless as a deep pool. Those eyes seemed to have a whirlpool, tightly absorbing his gaze, making her fall and indulge, heading towards the unpredictable depths, unable to extricate herself.
Si Yuanzhen!
It's him again!
A complex and incomprehensible emotion suddenly burst out from the depths of her heart, and her heart was in turmoil in an instant.
During the days of recuperation, Si Yuanzhen did not appear in front of her again, and she deliberately avoided thinking about this man. She even thought that they would never have any intersection again in the future.
But she didn't expect that when she left the room after recovering from a serious illness, she saw him again.
He was sitting on a black leather sofa in the lounge area of the restaurant, wearing a simple white shirt and black pants. His minimalist outfit exuded elegance and nobility. He was surrounded by many young and beautiful women. He was talking to them and seemed to have said something that made the women giggle. His coquettish posture revealed the man's charm and the women's intentions.
Such a man is really suitable for a romantic encounter.
No woman can resist this kind of charm.
Ye Jinwu suddenly lost interest and wanted to leave.
"Every time I see you, you are holding tools and carving something. Is it a gift for your girlfriend?" one of the women asked him, with a strong tentative tone in her tone.
The woman was wearing a red tube-top body-hugging dress, with her arms resting on the bar next to the sofa with her chin supported, her body slightly leaning forward. This posture further highlighted the perfect curve of her chest, exposing a large area of snow-white skin on her chest, revealing the seductive cleavage, straight back, and round buttocks, which undoubtedly outlined the woman's hot figure.
"No, I'm studying."
In one hand, Si Yuanzhen held a piece of huanghuali wood, which was golden and warm in color, delicate and lustrous in texture, and had a light and faint fragrance. It was obviously a high-grade huanghua fragrant wood. In the other hand, he held a carving tool, and the huanghuali wood gradually took on the prototype of a hairpin in his hand.
Ye Jinwu's gaze suddenly fixed on the wooden hairpin that was gradually taking shape in his hand and did not move.
The words he said before he left that day kept echoing in my mind, "I will give you a more beautiful hairpin next time." I was absent-minded for a moment.
The woman obviously didn't believe it: "You must be kidding. A rich man like you, what can't you buy? Do you need to learn carving skills yourself?"
Si Yuanzhen seemed to smile: "Not long ago, I gave a woman a wooden hairpin that I carved myself. The woman probably thought the hairpin was too ugly, so she threw it away. Later, I promised to give her a more beautiful hairpin. When a man faces a woman he likes, he will inevitably be a little conceited and always think that this is a very easy thing for me. However, the first hairpin I carved was as ugly as a fire stick."
As if he was thinking about the situation at that time, there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Ye Jinwu seemed to be thinking of what the man said before he left that day. Her heart became even more complicated for a moment. Her eyes were fixed on the man's hand carving the wooden hairpin. She could also see a few scratches on the man's slender thumb, which were probably left over from learning carving.
In her impression, this man has always been overbearing, evil, strong, holding a butcher knife, and full of murderous sins. But at this moment, when he put down the butcher knife, picked up the carving knife, and the side of his hands full of scratches appeared in front of her, she suddenly felt flustered and felt that she understood this man less and less.
Si Yuanzhen continued, "How could I dare to give her an ugly fire stick? What if she threw it away again? So I found a skilled carving artist and learned how to carve. I practiced carving and wanted to give her the most perfect hairpin I could carve."
After saying that, he raised his head and looked towards the door.
Having just recovered from a serious illness, she had lost a lot of weight, her clear eyes moved slowly, as if containing a pool of rippling spring water, with ripples and intoxicating light. She seemed to want to speak but hesitated. Her lips were slightly pale, like two petals of pear blossoms dipped in rouge, soft and delicate, with a pointed chin, so beautiful that it made people feel distressed.
The pearly white long-sleeved cheongsam and narrow, rounded shoulders outline her peak-like breasts, willow-like waist, and silver-plate-like hips. She is naturally delicate and graceful. Although she is as pure and innocent as a pear blossom, she has a charm that can captivate men and make their hearts flutter.
She was still standing in the original position, at the entrance of the restaurant, blocking the way for others to enter the restaurant. This was a very awkward position, but she seemed not to have realized it. She could have left at any time, but seemed to have forgotten to leave.
A woman said: "You haven't even tried, how do you know that she will discard your feelings again? Maybe she can understand your sincerity?"
Si Yuanzhen lowered his head, his hands moving non-stop: "I just want to give her the best, because in my heart, only the best is worthy of her?" He paused, and gently stroked the hairpin in his hand: "Also, I want to give her the best, so that she can forget the memory of that rough and ugly hairpin at the beginning."
Ye Jinwu suddenly fell ill, and while she was having a fever, she showed resistance to him and was deeply frightened, which made him feel regretful for the first time.
I regretted that I shouldn't have been so violent and scared her.
So during this period of time, he never appeared in front of her. He wanted her to have a good rest and was unwilling to force her like before.
Come to think of it, the memories of those bodhi wood hairpins were all taken away by him unilaterally. If he wanted her to forget them, he would need to make greater efforts.
you shut up-
Ye Jinwu screamed madly in her heart, unable to bear it any longer, and suddenly wanted to escape.
Reason told her that the man's words were not worth believing. However, these words, which were not affectionate but deeply confessed, still had a great impact on her. Strange emotions kept fermenting in her heart.