In the distance, Song Qiyue couldn't see clearly, the dance was swirling, so she didn't know what she was talking about. Just in front of him, Li Chengyi's voice came, "Mrs. Mo, please pay attention to the dance steps and be careful."
His exhortation brought Song Qiyue back to her thoughts with a different kind of deep meaning, her eyes retracted, and Li Chengyi continued to dance the dance. She whirled the dance steps, gently pulling him with her hand, without the slightest mess, swiftly and methodically, following him.
Li Chengyi looked at her and saw a gentle smile on her face, as if he didn't even listen.
Amidst that music, this song also fell in perfect dance steps.
There was applause around, but applause for them.
Song Qiyue gently pulled up the hem of her skirt, politely accepting the applause of everyone.
Li Chengyi's hand gently caught her, and then he took Song Qiyue to the corner.
Everyone's eyes naturally followed, and they saw that Mr. Li's wife at the back had returned safely.
Li Chengyi brought Song Qiyue to them, and he praised, "Mr. Mo, Mrs. Mo's dancing skills are really good."
"In order to cooperate with Mr. Li, it might be impossible if the dancing skills are not good." Mo Zhengyan responded with a smile. He calmly accepted Li Chengyi's compliments, but he also calmly took Song Qiyue over, her hand being held by him. Live, take it back to my side.
Song Qiyue said, "President Li's dancing skills are good, obviously above me."
"So it seems that the last song is qualified as Mrs. Mo's dancing partner?" Li Chengyi asked with a smile.
"It must be qualified." Song Qiyue smiled.
While speaking, Li Chengyi naturally saved Cheng Qingning, "rested?"
"En." Cheng Qingning nodded.
"You have a good rest, let's go." Li Chengyi whispered, Cheng Qingning also nodded, and he said to the two of them again, "Two, let's get out of here."
Mo Zhengyan and Song Qiyue stood side by side and left looking at them.
Song Qiyue turned her head and asked, "Zheng Yan, what were you talking about with Mrs. Li just now?"
"It's nothing, just chatted a few words casually." Mo Zhengyan replied warmly.
Song Qiyue was silent, she moved her lips, and wanted to ask something, but in the end she didn't.
At this moment, the prelude of the dance party passed, and then the next part of the banquet. Everyone stopped the dance music, and the music changed to light music. Ding Dong Ding Dong played, very cheerful. From the side hall, the butler pushed a beautiful trolley decorated with roses, and a beautiful three-layer cake was slowly pushed in.
The edges of the cake are all butterflies. On the upper layer of the cake is the princess in the forest, which is also shaped like a crown. It is clearly the lovely model of Mrs. Li. The cake is specially customized.
As the cake car entered, the lights in the hall dimmed again, and only Li Chengyi and Cheng Qingning were shining brightly and transparently.
The cart was finally pushed in front of the two of them, and the lights went out, leaving only the candlelight.
There is only one candle on the cake, pure white, but it does not show a number.
Li Chengyi smiled and said, "I'm sorry, everyone, everyone said that the age of a woman is a secret, so I won't disclose it here."
His joking words really made the ladies around him know how to smile, and also made the men feel interesting.
"Qing Ning, make a wish, blow the candle." Li Chengyi said again.
Cheng Qingning closed her eyes, as if she was making a wish.
In the candlelight, the scene of her profiled face and eyes closed, but once again familiar imprints came, haunting Mo Zhengyan's eyes.
Back then, she came over and said with a smile: Zheng Yan, tomorrow is Arbor Day, what gift would you give me
What gift do you want on Arbor Day? He asked.
That year there was a gust of wind in the school somehow. They planted trees on Arbor Day, but they were all high school students, so they were still keen on it, but I have never heard of anyone asking for gifts on Arbor Day.
She said: Everything is good, you remember to send me.
He went to buy it and sent it to her.
After some more days, when it came to the holiday, she asked him for a gift again. He was confused, what holiday was it? She smiled and said: April Fool's Day.
In the plant world, April Fools’ Day, I’m afraid she is the only one who will count the festivals one by one. Seriously, I just find it ridiculous.
But there are more, more festivals...
I forgot what I gave. In fact, it was just a few small things, but I remembered all the festivals, almost all of them were commemorated.
In this world, all festivals are boring.
So bored.
Song Qiyue stood in place, her attention was not on the birthday protagonist, almost unconsciously, she began to look at him beside her. If it was all unconsciously and inadvertently before, then it is really out of control at this moment. The illusion she was thinking about might not be an illusion, so she wanted to see it more clearly.
And he just looked at the front, his face indifferent, but he couldn't see the real emotions.
But in this indifferent feeling, Song Qiyue still caught it, and the trace of melancholy and melancholy was the same as when they were dancing just now.
In the next second, the candle was blown out, and the darkness in front of me swamped everything away.
Song Qiyue's eyes went dark, and the lights in the hall were all on again. He was already smiling slightly, and everyone was applauding. She also stretched out her hand and applauded and blessed them.
Blowing birthday candles after wishing, everyone shared the cake. The male guests were very happy about the cakes and desserts, while the female guests were happy to enjoy them. Naturally, Song Qiyue also took one, but Mo Zhengyan refused with a smile.
The guests chatted, and here Li Chengyi and Cheng Qingning said, "Today so many guests came here and gave so many gifts. Let's take a few and take a look."
The protagonist celebrates his birthday, and the gift removal is also a finishing touch.
They walked to the table where the gifts were placed. The whole table was filled with gifts, with a dazzling array of gifts, all beautifully packaged. The guests who came are either rich or expensive, and it is conceivable that this gift was also carefully selected.
The female guests were curious, and the male guests were also interested in taking a look, so at the request of everyone, Cheng Qingning chose to open a few gifts. She took one in her hand and opened it herself.
There is a pair of jade ruyi, which is of great value!
Some of the guests came out and said with a smile, "Mrs. Li, I wish you a happy birthday and all the best."
"Thank you." Cheng Qingning smiled and held it up, "Very beautiful Yu Ruyi, I like it very much, and it will be kept in the room."
Several gifts were taken apart one after another. Everyone saw that they were all expensive. There were all kinds of jade and gold, which made people overwhelmed.
Song Qiyue watched, she glanced at the gift table, and she looked over, but she didn't see the share she had sent.
Suddenly, Li Chengyi picked one out and said, "Let's take a look at this one."
He took out a gift box from the back of the table, and Song Qiyue suddenly fixed his eyes. The red paper wrapped the gift they sent. She whispered, "It's ours."
Mo Zhengyan stood by her arm, and he gave a low "grace".
Right in front, Li Chengyi put the gift box in Cheng Qingning's hand.
Cheng Qingning took it. She tore the paper carefully, and inside was a red retro box. The box was opened again, and suddenly the gifts inside appeared in the eyes of everyone.
Among the guests, the women exclaimed, "It's so beautiful!"
That jewelry box, hand-made, exquisite craftsmanship, gorgeous gems, especially the butterfly on the box, how unique, dark blue, azure blue, light blue, three kinds of blue shining on the butterfly wings, as if to spread beautiful wings Fei Wu, it seemed that he had just landed here to rest, but was engraved in the picture scroll by the craftsman forever.
In this world, there is no woman who does not love beauty, and there is no woman who does not love jewelry. As for such a jewelry box, it is even better. Compared with the decoration of those jade and gold objects, this is even more intimate and small.
"Who sent this." Someone has already asked around.
Li Chengyi also looked at the crowd, while Cheng Qingning looked at the butterfly on the jewelry box.
Mo Zhengyan gently held Song Qiyue and walked out of the crowd. He patted the back of her hand with his hand. Song Qiyue said, "Mrs. Li, I wish you a happy birthday. I hope you like it."
Everyone looked, it turned out to be the general manager and wife of Mo's!
Cheng Qingning turned her head, her gaze turned away, looked at the two people, smiled softly and said, "I like it very much, thank you."
"Mr. Mo, Mrs. Mo, really bother. My wife likes butterflies very much. It just so happens that there are butterflies on this jewelry box." Li Chengyi said with a smile.
Everyone noticed, Song Qiyue also noticed.
The crown that President Li gave to his wife was in the shape of a butterfly, and even the birthday cake was decorated with butterfly patterns.
His wife likes butterflies very much.
And now this jewelry box also has butterflies.
It's really a coincidence.
"My wife chose it." Mo Zhengyan smiled.
"Mrs. Mo has a good eye, thank you." Li Chengyi thanked.
"Mrs. Mo, thank you, I like it very much." Cheng Qingning also thanked him.
Song Qiyue also smiled to greet them with thanks, but is all this really just a coincidence, is she really chosen? At this moment, she was standing in this lively hall, the light was shining on her body, and her gaze was fixed on the jewelry box and the butterfly.
Just this afternoon, they searched in Nancheng all morning, but they all found no results. In that antique shop, she was still searching for it. Just after she called him, she turned around and saw this jewelry box in the window.
Why did you choose this as a gift
Song Qiyue couldn't help but feel tight. Isn't it him
If it wasn't for him to stop in front of the window, if it wasn't for her that he didn't answer when she shouted, if it wasn't for his too focused gaze, how could she find this beauty
At that time, what was he looking at
She never understood!
But now, it suddenly seems to be something.
butterfly.
It's a butterfly!
It's the butterfly staying on the jewelry box!
Suddenly, Song Qiyue looked at the jewelry box, then at the crown on Cheng Qingning's head and the butterfly cake still placed aside, suddenly turning around.
There has never been such a coincidence, it has never been.
So, none of this is an illusion.
Everything after this, Song Qiyue was a bit muddled, so she knew how the banquet started, but she didn't remember how it ended and left. Just remember that in the laughter, they bid farewell to the protagonist, left with the guests, and got in the car.
The driver waited outside and drove them back to the Mo Mansion.
On the road, she didn't speak, Mo Zhengyan asked, "Tired?"
She responded, "Yes."
How can I not be tired today, get up early, run around for a day, and attend the dinner party again, Song Qiyue is indeed a little tired.
She closed her eyes and leaned against his shoulder, but she didn't want to think about all this.
...
In the imperial garden, all the guests left and all sat away. After the excitement, it finally calmed down.
The housekeeper ordered the servants to clean and tidy up, and said respectfully, "Mr. Li, Mrs., the room upstairs is ready, and the two can go to rest."
Li Chengyi helped Qingning during the process and went upstairs.
After walking through the stairs, the two came to the room. Li Chengyi hugged her from behind, as intimacy like a lover, "Is today's birthday party satisfied?"
Cheng Qingning stood still, her pretty face was too thin, "What are you doing for this banquet today?"
"What else can I do? Of course I want you to be happy." Li Chengyi hugged her, his breath was on her neck, "Qingning, aren't you happy?"
Cheng Qingning did not speak.
Li Chengyi smiled, his hand touched her body, "I have invited all the celebrities and wealthy merchants in Nancheng to contract this imperial court. Today, you are the princess. I will hold a birthday party for the princess. So many people come. Congratulations, are you happy that it's so lively."
He told everything about tonight and asked if she was happy, but Cheng Qingning's eyes were still light, "Li Chengyi, I told you."
"I remember." Li Chengyi interrupted her, "You said, you don't like birthdays."
Cheng Qingning pursed her lips.
"But when there are exceptions to everything." Li Chengyi said, "I have never given you a birthday for so many years. Today is an exception."
Cheng Qingning stared, she replied, "Okay, just treat it as an exception. I don't want to have it again in the future."
"Tell me, Qingning, are you happy tonight?" Li Chengyi asked in her ear.
Birthday birthday!
Cheng Qingning frowned, the haze in her heart caused her pupils to expand rapidly, and her body became stiff, even more straight. She never moved, "Can I rest now?"
"Such a happy day, Qingning, do you want to let it end like this?" He asked, his lips fell and he wandered around her neck, his hand was even more wanton, touching her, more and more The more enthusiastic, the more intense.
"Li Chengyi!" Cheng Qingning shouted!
Very quickly, she broke away from him and escaped from the shackles of his hands!
Cheng Qingning turned around, she looked at him without saying a word, with a cold and arrogant gesture, Li Chengyi had seen her like this, many times, he always smiled and passed by, this time there was no exception, "What's your anger? ."
"I want to rest!" Cheng Qingning said.
"Qingning, you will not be touched by my care for you, want me to stay?" Li Chengyi asked.
Cheng Qingning didn't speak, but the cold and arrogant posture remained unchanged.
Li Chengyi said again, "Tonight, are you happy? To be honest with me, I will let you rest."
Cheng Qingning looked at him, and she said, "Happy."
"That's good." Li Chengyi smiled. He stepped forward and touched her hair. He lowered his head and kissed her lips. "I have an appointment. Let's go. You go to sleep. Good night."
Cheng Qingning's breathing eased, and Li Chengyi had already turned and left.
Cheng Qingning stopped in the room for a long time, until the maid brought her joyful clothes and let her take a bath and rest, she was awake.
The butler came to ask again, "Mrs. Li said that the gifts downstairs will be handled by you, do you think?"
"Send back to the apartment tomorrow."
"Yes."
Cheng Qingning said, suddenly thinking of something, she said, "Bring that thing up for me."
In the room, after Cheng Qingning took a shower, she walked out in a bathrobe. The drops of water on the hair were still dripping, and a bunch of them fell along with the pace. She walked to the table, on which was what the butler had just sent.
The light was dim, the wall lamp was smeared with orange-yellow light, and the table on the window sill was a silvery white with moonlight.
Her fingers touched the object lightly, and walked along the edge. Finally, the fingertips stayed on the fan-shaped wings.
Under the moonlight, there are butterflies, and butterflies come into my eyes.
That year, that January, and that day, in the library of Nancheng No. 1 Middle School, the beginning was just because of the butterfly album.
There are approximately 14,000 species of butterflies in the world, most of which are distributed in the Americas, especially in the Amazon Basin. As for the domestic, there are about 1,200 kinds.
Blue morpho butterfly.
The wings are glowing with light blue fluorescence and translucent scales. The most beautiful Morpho butterfly is the Goddess of Light.
Changing the beautiful blue, the entire wing surface was like a clear blue sky, inlaid with a string of bright halos.
The most beautiful butterfly in the world.
Butterflies, butterflies.
What year will fly away, what year will come again.
...
When Song Qiyue woke up on Sunday, Mo Zhengyan had already left. I learned from He Sangsang that today the important government officials here in Nancheng invited President Mo to meet, so Mo Zhengyan went. Song Qiyue was not interested in these dinners, so she fell silent.
On the first weekend in Nancheng, Song Qiyue did not go out on this day.
I called the old house in Gangcheng in the morning and looked at the little baby at home on the phone. Aunt Xu reported the situation. I heard that Yang Yang was very cute and cute at home, not noisy or noisy, except in the middle of the night. Weeping because of fear of darkness.
Aunt Xu also said, "In the evening, the lady moved the crib to her room. She was with Yang Yang."
Mrs. Mo
When Song Qiyue heard this, she was even more relieved, "Just listen to my mother."
After a few days of not seeing Yangyang, the little guy seemed to have grown up a little bit. The photos came over, sleeping lazily, and smirking with half-open eyes. They were all cute.
In the afternoon, Song Qiyue was idle alone. She handled some official business. On Friday, she had collected some documents from Changxiang, including information about Bona and the contact work for this project. After that, we have to enter the real situation, but we can't let it go.
She has to finish the work sooner, so that they can go back to Hong Kong City or go back to Yangyang's side together.
At work in the afternoon, Butler Yu brought snacks for her to taste. Song Qiyue smiled and took it, enjoying the relaxation after the busy schedule.
In the study, Song Qiyue looked at the window sill, the green color could relax his eyes.
Only quietly, the camphor tree in the yard stood upright so straight that she caught her eyes. She could not help feeling refreshed when she smelled the scent, "The smell of camphor is really good."
Butler Yu said, "Miss July likes camphor trees?"
"It grows tall and has a fragrance, and the shade is big. It must be cool in summer." Song Qiyue said, "Zheng Yan said that the camphor tree will bloom?"
Butler Yu said, "Yes, Miss July, it will bloom."
"When does it usually bloom," Song Qiyue asked.
Butler Yu said, "The flowering period is around April and May."
"It's coming soon!" Song Qiyue said with joy after she counted. It is now the end of March, next month is April, and May is about to come, "Then next month, this tree will also bloom."
Steward Yu said, "This camphor tree has never bloomed, so I don't know if it will bloom this year."
"Have no flowers bloomed?" Song Qiyue was suspicious.
"Yes."
"How many years have it been planted? Haven't been planted?" Song Qiyue asked again.
Steward Yu said, "This camphor has been planted for almost ten years, but during these ten years, it has not bloomed in a year. I don’t know why. I have also visited a gardener to see it. It is probably due to individual reasons. There will be no blooming."
"Mr. used to look forward to the blossoming of this tree." Steward Yu said with a smile.
"Zheng Yan?" Song Qiyue shouted after hearing Mo Zhengyan.
Steward Yu looked at the camphor tree and said, "This tree was planted by the husband."
"You said this camphor was planted by Zheng Yan?" Song Qiyue hadn't heard of it, so she was a little surprised.
"Yes."
This is the tree he planted, Song Qiyue asked, "When was it planted?"
"At that time, my husband was still in school, Nancheng No. 1 Middle School." Steward Yu said.
Song Qiyue stared at the camphor tree outside the window. The wind blew by and the leaves rustled. In ten years, it has grown into a big tree. The tree planter is still there, but it has never bloomed.
This is a tree that has never bloomed before.
He never said that he planted this tree with his own hands.
He never said that nothing happened when he was a teenager.
Nancheng No. 1 Middle School, a school, the school he and she used to go to.
Butler Yu retired, Song Qiyue was still sitting at the window, she looked at the shade of the trees, proudly in the spring. All of this made her fall into a kind of contemplation, a dream, unable to escape.
Nancheng No. 1 Middle School, butterflies, camphor trees.
The hatred in his eyes, and the form when she danced.
And last night, Li Chengyi's words suddenly jumped out again.
——Mrs. Mo, Mr. Mo mentioned my wife to you.
——I have a feeling that they knew each other before.
——What do you think.
Now what to say, who to ask, who can tell her all this.
She suddenly felt a panic like heart palpitations, and she felt inexplicably scared. She didn't want to ask or count the memories.
She was never someone who would escape.
But at this moment, how she wanted to escape, as if she had never known everything.