In the last month of 2008, newspapers and magazines all over the world seemed to have only two covers. One was Obama’s striking, thin and three-dimensional face, with resolute or sad eyes. Such a black man For the first time, his face appeared frequently in the streets all over the world as the President of the United States. The other cover shows the dark and gloomy sky above Wall Street, paired with the words "Financial Crisis" in four bold letters. It surged from its birthplace, New York, and impacted the increasingly integrated world economic system. The whole world is like a white sea of ??turbid foam.
The same goes for Shanghai.
The themes of all magazines and newspapers, whether in Chinese or English, can never escape these two. If you flip through a book at random, you will see the same thing, or Obama’s dark-skinned face. , or the dark sky on Wall Street. It's just that in the hearts of Americans, the former represents "hope" and the latter represents "despair" - of course, Obama's opponents don't think so.
As the saying goes, the road is as high as the devil. No matter how big the waves are, there is still a flood control wall in front of them. At such moments, China has become a refuge for some adventurers, and Shanghai is the most dazzling pearl in this shrinking field of refuge.
So Lujiazui is still full of splendor and materialism. The World Financial Center towers above the clouds every day. Lonely as hell. I am just waiting for the "Shanghai Center" next to me to rise as soon as possible to relieve its loneliness of being alone and seeking defeat. Therefore, the circle of construction sites surrounded by "Shanghai Center" is like the heartbeat of Shanghai's extremely tenacious vitality. There are still elites in suits rushing around in the skyscraper agencies one after another. They use their phones to control the economic lifeline of Shanghai - or in other words, Shanghai uses mobile phone signals as a string to control their puppets - everything. , can be said from two aspects.
At the end of 2008, Shanghai was still like a crazy spinning glass ball, and the rapidly developing Chengdu was like a terrifying behemoth. While all foreign tourists still regard the maglev train connecting Pudong Airport to the subway as a must-see attraction in Shanghai, the second phase of Hongqiao Airport has rapidly emerged on a scale that far exceeds that of Pudong International Airport.
The Hongqiao Transportation Hub Project, China’s super project built with an investment of 36 billion, will become the most complex transportation hub in the world. In the area of ??three Tiananmen Squares, high-speed railways, maglev trains, intercity railways, expressway passenger transport, urban rail transit, bus transportation and civil aviation are concentrated. The entire project is like a giant glowing monster dominating the west of Shanghai. In the future, people will be quickly transported to various places in Shanghai from the various intestines inside its body cavity. And this is just the tip of the iceberg. The 900 billion government investment is regarded as a shot in the arm to resist the financial storm. Newspapers used sensational metaphors to describe such measures: "If the investment of 900 billion was converted into coins, it would be enough to cause a continuous coin rain in Shanghai city that would last for 128 days." The description once appeared in American newspapers and was used to describe the wealth of Bill Gates.
So, when Nan Xiang and I returned to Shanghai, we didn’t feel it was any different. Maybe it's because we were only away for a dozen days. The Shanghai I see is still like a black octopus covering the sky and the sun. It lies on this seaside territory, covering all the blind people. Its wet black tentacles touch every tiny thing in this city. corner.
The unstoppable creeping movement is like the innate talent of this city.
It's like nothing happened. Me, Nanxiang, Gu Li, and Tang Wanru. The four of us are still nestling affectionately in the living room. The only thing that has changed is that this living room is now a high-end villa in Jing'an District, instead of the small dormitory in the school.
Gu Li is still drinking Rwandan roasted coffee. , while flipping through the "Chapter of the Month" in his hand. She held the red pen in her hand and kept circling the passages in the magazine that interested her. Her expression was like the primary school teacher in my memory correcting homework.
After taking two sips, she put the coffee on the coffee table with a frown and said, "Nanxiang, this is worse than the traditional Chinese medicine you drank when you had menstrual cramps! Rwanda? Are the people from that place like that? There’s something wrong with their sense of taste! Their taste buds are always secreting royal jelly, right? This thing can make the little cabbage who thinks it’s miserable be angry to death.”
She looked at the food lying next to her with disdain. She bought that bag of Rwandan roasted coffee from Marks & Spencer, the UK's largest retail company, which had just arrived on Nanjing West Road. Gu Li's expression at this moment was like watching Tang Wanru doing yoga with a facial mask on, full of great compassion and peace of mind (...), she seemed to have completely forgotten that she was so excited from the beginning. The proud look on my face when I bought this bag of stuff in that new green landmark.
As Nan Xiang combed his hair and tied it neatly on the back of his head, he asked Gu Li doubtfully: "Didn't Tang Wanru always call himself 'RUBY'? When did he change it to your family?" The Filipino maid has a name? And sister Gu Li, just have a coffee, please let the people of Rwanda go, they are provoking whoever."
We have just spent a lot of effort. Tang Wanru stuffed herself into a tight black coat and stood weakly next to Nan Xiang. She was always full of a sense of justice. Every time Gu Li bullied me and Nan Xiang, she would stand up for us.
She crossed her legs and sat down slowly next to Nan Xiang (during the process of sitting down, she tried to imitate the graceful movements of celebrities on TV to cross their legs to prevent exposure, but her legs were twisted too much. She lost her balance and fell directly on the sofa with a plop), but one advantage of Tang Wanru is that she can always be very calm under any circumstances.
For example, right now, she remained motionless as she fell on the sofa with a plop, and she held Nan Xiang's hand affectionately and said sympathetically: "Nan Xiang, if you put it like this, Your second aunt is not from Rwanda, right? I have always felt that her skin is, well, how can I put it, I am an outspoken person, don’t mind it, I have always felt that your second aunt is too dark!”
After finishing speaking, he pointed to Obama on the cover of Gu Li magazine and added regretfully: "It's hard to catch up with Obama, really."
Nan Xiang rubbed his hands Temple, sat down next to me, picked up the bottle of champagne in the ice bucket, poured himself a glass, and quickly joined me, who had already drunk his face. I looked at Tang Wanru lying on the sofa in an incredible posture, and then at Gu Li wearing a dark red PRADA sweater, and giggled.
Nan Xiang and Gu Li looked at me, who was blushing and giggling, and shook their heads worriedly. Tang Wanru was staring blankly at a certain point in the air in the living room. No one knew what she was thinking. To be honest, none of us can keep up with her jumping and weird thoughts.
I looked at Nan Xiang and Gu Li sitting next to me. The two of them looked so beautiful, youthful, bright and beautiful, like two delicate flowers exuding fragrance. Tang Wanru next to them was also full of vitality, looking like a quiet and strong green iron tree in the sun. As for me, I have a mess of hair that I just woke up from, huge dark circles under my eyes, and red bloodshot eyes, like a pile of straw dried by the strong wind in winter. Yes, the three of them is my best friend.
If you know us well, you will know that the woman in front of me wearing a small CHANNE jewelry camellia on her head is Gu Li. I love her, but I'm also afraid of her. She was like a giant computer equipped with a solar-powered perpetual motion machine. In three years of college, she completed a double major and won the first place in the department with straight A scores.
When the teachers at the school gave her the first-class scholarship, she probably counted them, and then said excitedly: "Ah, there are so many, I can buy LUCY a pair of slightly stronger shoes." That’s it.” After saying that, she took a thin envelope containing banknotes and threw it into her LONGCHAMP bag. At that time, I felt that under the flashlight, she was exactly like KATE MOSS on the exterior wall advertisement of CITIC Pacific, like a noble and acerbic black swan.
Furthermore, this giant computer will spray venom from her mouth every moment. For example, last month, she used a ten-minute non-stop humiliation without any curse words in the company to make a man in his 40s who was about 1.83 meters tall sit in the company lobby and howl. cry. In the end, she felt too overwhelmed, so she knelt down, took out her handkerchief to wipe his tears, hugged his head, and whispered in his ear gently and affectionately: "If you want to cry, go home." Cry, I'm still working here, be good. Don't act like a psycho. How old are you?" Her eyes were still shining with a warm and touching light. She was wearing Hamp next to her. ;M Nanxiang in a long black coat, her head lowered, her long black soft hair coiled on the back of her head, her eye-catching eyebrows exuding an innate and moving beauty, her whole face always seemed to be enveloped In a layer of ink mist and rain, it is charming and charming. Soft and bright. Her slender collarbones, long eyelashes, and soft pink pudding lips made her look like a white camellia blooming in a quiet valley.
Yes, just like the bright camellia in her hair at the moment. Unlike the priceless jewelry on Gu Li's head, what she wore were real flowers, full of moving fragrance, but easily damaged, withering quickly and fleeting. The jewelry on Gu Li's head is of eternal and overwhelming beauty. This is their biggest difference. My feelings for Nan Xiang are not like admiration for Gu Li, but more of intimacy and closeness. In the more than ten years since we met, we shared our favorite novels and listened to the same songs; we went shopping in the same streets and bought the same clothes.
She and I were humiliated by Gu Li every day, and then we were humiliated and humiliated by Tang Wanru together (······). Our feelings are getting deeper and deeper over these countless days. However, I really have no words to describe her. Although I majored in Chinese, I found that if I really wanted to tell the story of Nan Xiang clearly, I would have to write a novel thicker than "Sadness Against the River". In general, Nan Xiang should be regarded as the "beautiful girl with bad luck" that we often see in novels.
She does not have a prominent family background like Gu Li, or even a well-off family like mine. She is so beautiful, but she doesn't have a boyfriend now. I had a boyfriend named Xicheng in middle school. After he slapped her countless times, kicked her several times, got her pregnant and had an abortion, he slapped her butt and left in a cool manner.
I raised my head and looked at Nan Xiang. She really wanted to catch up with me quickly - she was drunk...
At this moment, she was squeezing in front of the mirror. Tang Wanru's cleavage, how should I put it, I always thought that maybe she was from the Chinese department, because she often said all kinds of classic quotes that made people unable to say anything. For example, she famously said "What's so good about my breasts!" that made her famous in college. I still remember that at a National Day ceremony in our high school, Nan Xiang and I performed a musical. After the most elegant and perfect curtain call, we returned to the backstage. Tang Wanru greeted us excitedly - of course, with her qualifications, she was Those who can't dance on stage can barely do a cross talk at most.
At that time, she rushed directly towards us, bumped away Gu Li who was holding water and wanted to hand it to us. Then she excitedly grabbed Nan Xiang’s hand and said tremblingly: "Nan Xiang! What did you guys do just now?" We were very excited when we were jumping and spinning! We could clearly see the red panties under your skirt!" Gu Li and I quickly raised our hands to hold our foreheads... ···And this is not the most fatal thing. The fatal part is that Tang Wanru then used up all the strength of her Dantian and shouted at Nanxiang: "It feels like the national flag flying on the rostrum and echoes it! That How did the song come about? Oh yes, 'The blood of soldiers dyed it red'"
This incident ended with an extremely dramatic ending, that is, this sentence " The blood of the soldiers dyed it red." Together with the two previous descriptions of Nanxiang's underwear, with the mini microphones that Nanxiang and I had not yet removed from our chests, it spread throughout the school playground and continued to reverberate over the entire student team. "It's dyed red... It's dyed red... It's red... It's..."...
After the ceremony, Nan Xiang took three days of sick leave... Wear a mask to class on the fourth day.
After that, we could always hear such conversations in school, whether it was the steamed buns showing strange red bloodshot eyes for some unknown reason in the school cafeteria, or the redness showing through the English teacher’s white shirt. Underwear, or the brilliant clouds in the evening sky, or the hateful red English book cover, everyone's explanation of these things is that "the blood of soldiers dyed it red."
In addition, Ruru is also very brave, not afraid of death, and dares to do anything. Including the last time I was drunk at the cashier, I unzipped Gu Li's Kenzo bag, carefully and quietly vomited on it, and after vomiting, he zipped it up as if nothing had happened, and continued singing with us, as if everything just now was gone. occur. (Of course, afterward, Gu Li locked her in the toilet for a whole day without giving her food.) Another time she went out to buy medicine when she had a fever. She walked into the Watsons next door to the drugstore for no reason, walked straight to the counter of Neutrogena, and asked for the medicine. The lady behind the facial mask said heartbreakingly: "Give me the medicine~Give me the medicine quickly~I think I'm going to die!" At that time, the lady at the counter almost called 110...
Of course , naturally there are not many handsome boys around us. With Gu Li and Nan Xiang's qualifications, no matter how handsome they are, they can kill any handsome guy, and I can just pick one and knock him unconscious. Don't people always say that if the friends around you are very good, others will also think that you are very good. I have always used this reason to convince myself why my boyfriend looks pretty good.
Gu Li has a young man named Gu Yuan who loves her fiercely, even though his name sounds like her brother. If our life is a soap opera, then it is possible that Gu Yuan will be revealed to have a blood relationship with Gu Li in the future, and his lover will be shattered. Of course, this is not a novel written by Qiong Yao, and Gu Li and Gu Yuan are not Liu Xuehua and Ma Jingtao. Such a thing is absolutely impossible to happen.
As for Nanxiang, there is another man named Xicheng who has been lingering for many years. Yes, if you still know something about our lives, then, more than ten days ago, I jumped on the train with Nan Xiang, and then met this ghost-like man. I wanted to let him die at that time.
And Tang Wanru had an extremely subtle chemical reaction with Wei Hai, the handsome and muscular boy in our school. Neither Gu Li nor I want to make any comments about this. Because anything related to Tang Wanru will eventually turn into an unmanageable farce! Every time!
At this moment, I was drinking champagne and curled up on the sofa. My eyes were red, like a criminal who had just massacred an entire section of tourists on Nanjing West Road. While I was laughing, I looked at the three good friends in front of me with an expression that looked like crying. If there was a mirror in front of me now, I would definitely see the distortion of my own expression.
I looked at Nan Xiang and Gu Li in front of me. They were standing in front of the mirror. Gu Li was helping Nan Xiang tie back a strand of hair that had escaped.
They talked quietly and looked like two close friends. And Tang Wanru was lying on the sofa, looking at them with a half-smiling expression. I had never seen that kind of expression on her face. I felt that with Tang Wanru's IQ, she was not capable of such a deep and complicated expression. face. She said to them softly: "I'm so happy to see you two like this. You have really reconciled."
I drunkenly leaned on the sofa, and the surrounding people kept talking. In the smell of champagne, I felt that the scene in front of me was terrifying. Two beautiful women were combing their hair affectionately in front of the mirror, while another unknown thing was lying on the sofa and humming. It feels like watching the movie "Painted Skin". I even felt that Gu Li and Nan Xiang would tear off their skins at any time, and then use extremely seductive voices to say: ‘I am a demon. Another said: "If I don't eat people's hearts, I will grow old." ”
I think I must be drunk.
Moreover, you will not believe that before the four of us gathered so closely under the same roof, just one In less than a month, our lives are like one after another. It is completely beyond any bloody soap opera or the fantasy world in the mind of a neurotic. The big explosion is more exciting than any Hollywood action movie. Flesh and blood are scattered everywhere, and the soul is blown up to the sky and floats randomly.
My boyfriend is with me. While dating, I kissed and slept with another woman, and in the end she accused me of stealing her; Gu Li and Nan Xiang secretly shared the same man with each other; Nan Xiang tricked me into boarding a train with hundreds of thousands in cash. I have been on the run for more than ten days; and my new lover Chongguang, who has terminal cancer, is driving me crazy.
Of course, these are just the tip of the iceberg.
Waiting. Well, when the tide recedes, when you see the entire continent exposed, you will realize how many broken bones are exposed to the broad daylight.
And now, there is a blue ocean. It looked great.
Just when I could no longer pour any more wine from the champagne bottle, Gu Li and Nan Xiang walked over to me and sat down next to me. Gu Li said, "Go and take a bath for me now."
I shook my head and said, "I'm drunk and can't walk properly."
Gu Li frowned. I snatched the cup from my hand and put it on the coffee table, and said, "Can't you smell your scent? You are like a tuna that has been dead in the men's room for 5 days." She paused and then added : "It smells like being put into a pickle jar and soaked for three days before being fished out!"
Nan Xiang tried to pull me up from the sofa, "Lin Xiao, you haven't showered in four days. What do you want? I felt dizzy and nauseous from being pulled by Nan Xiang. I was about to vomit. I lowered my head and glanced at Gu Li’s LV bag on the sofa. Before I could react, Gu Li quickly grabbed hers. The bag was thrown far away to the other end of the sofa. She looked at me fiercely and said, "Don't even think about destroying my LV with vomit like Tang Wanru! I, Gu Li, will never trip over the same stone twice! "After she finished speaking, she turned around and saw Tang Wanru who was hurriedly wiping the LV bag she had thrown away with a napkin... Tang Wanru held her chest and said in shock: "Don't blame me, you threw the bag away yourself. It came over and hit the champagne in my hand. People were still frightened! ”
I saw the expression on Gu Li’s face, as if he had swallowed alive the fish that had been dead in the men’s room for five days, so I laughed again. I felt like a Child.
Nan Xiang and Gu Li pulled me and threw me into the bathroom.
The sprinkler was turned on, and I was still drunk. The madman was crying, making noise, and laughing. He squatted on the ground for a while, then stood up shaking his head. I made Gu Li and Nan Xiang's hair wet. The ground stuck to my face. Finally Gu Li couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed my hair, gave me a hard slap in the face.
"Lin Xiao, enough is enough! When my father died, I was not as desperate as you!"
I looked at the wet Gu Li in front of me, Even when she was in such a mess, the makeup on her face was still gorgeous, and the waterproof makeup made her look like an exquisite dummy all the time. I leaned against the wall, pointed at her, and said, "Yeah, you didn't cry, how cool are you! The night your father died, you read his will under the warm candlelight. What a great scene. It should be framed and hung on the wall, called "Picture of Gu's Dutiful Daughter". How I want to be like you! Be an immortal specimen soaked in formalin. You are invulnerable to all poisons, and you are golden. The Statue of Liberty holding a torch on Manhattan Island!" I wiped the tears from my eyes and said to Gu Li, "Are you satisfied? But I'm not you, I can't do it!"
The nozzle above the head continuously sprinkled hot water down. The three of us stood below. Above our heads was the hot and strong yellow light cast by the bathroom heater, which illuminated each of our skin perfectly, like As charming as a girl. The continuously steaming heat filled the entire bathroom, making it feel very unreal.
We are like standing in a heavy rain of sadness, and all the rain is like hot tears, pouring on us continuously. Gu Li wiped the water from his face, took off his coat, turned around and threw it into the laundry basket next to him. Then he opened the door and walked out of the bathroom. Her silent back was like another slap in my face.
Nan Xiang came over and hugged me. The two of us were standing under the shower head fully clothed.
The water on the mosaic on the ground was rushing, and the sound of water filled my ears. I closed my eyes and refused to believe that this was reality. I hypnotized myself repeatedly that this was a dream. I hope that when I open my eyes, time can go back to four days ago.
At this time four days ago, I felt that I had never been so happy in my life.
Four days ago
Many times, I feel like Gu Li is an omnipotent madman.
Just like now, a second ago, I felt that my life was doomed and that I would be trapped in the quagmire and be on the run from now on. And a second later, Gu Li made a phone call, which suddenly made me feel like I was standing at the door of heaven (of course, I didn't mean that I was dead). From then on, the happy world opened the door to me.
Gu Li told me on the phone that she had completely settled the Nanxiang matter. Nan Xiang and I can go back to Shanghai, and we don’t have to live in exile anymore. However, to say that we are on the run is a bit too exaggerated. The fact is that Nan Xiang and I just fled to Nanjing, and couldn't help but call Gu Li the next day, and then Gu Li made a series of complicated arrangements. This terrifying escape turned into a holiday for Nanxiang and I while we hid in Nanjing’s hot springs... Nanxiang and I had nothing to do all day. Apart from being unable to contact the outside world and reveal our whereabouts, we hid in the In the hot spring hotel, you eat, drink, defecate, have sex, beautify and slim down your body, and from time to time you make eye contact with the handsome young man who delivers fruit. (Although on the third day, the handsome boy treated us as close friends and shared with us how disgusting the heartless boyfriend he had just broken up with was.
After knowing that we could return to Shanghai the next day , my mood suddenly seemed too good to be true, so I impulsively invited Gu Li: "Gu Li, why don't you come to Nanjing too? Anyway, you have to ask the driver to pick us up back to Shanghai. Why don't you come tonight?" Are you going to go to the hot springs with us at the hotel?" When I was mid-sentence, Nan Xiang shook his head sadly.
Gu Li's silvery laughter on the phone made me understand quickly. When Nan Xiang was in the mood: "Oh, hehehe... I mean Lin Xiao, um... Of course, first of all, thank you for inviting me, but, how should I put it, I generally don't participate in this kind of poor people's vacation. You You know, the last time Gu Yuan took me to Japan for a hot spring bath, I didn’t look good on him even a month after I came back. So, let’s not mention Nanjing. By the way, although your hotel is claimed to be five-star, I checked it online. , Hey, how should I say it, you two have been suffering these days... But, how should I say it, thank you for inviting me.
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Although I was humiliated by Gu Li, my mood was too good to be true, so I insisted on inviting her over. After I kept repeating the invitation to her to join us in the hot springs, At that time, Nan Xiang had a very serious expression next to me, the same as her expression every time she watched the Spring Festival Gala.
However, there are miracles in this world when I insisted on playing 37 with her. After a few minutes of phone calls and the same words "You must come here" over and over again, she happily joined us on our hot spring trip. I think Gu Lilai made such a big sacrifice. You know, she is in Shanghai, even inside. Huan didn't want to wander out. Even when she went to the Securities Exchange Center in Lujiazui, Pudong, she kept saying with a stern expression, "The air in Pudong never smells like a place where people live." It's a mystery why the surrounding Pudong residents didn't kill her on the spot.
However, less than a minute after I hung up the phone, my proud expression froze on my face, and it was displayed on the phone screen. Looking at the text message from Gu Li: "Tang Wanru is coming with me. "
Nan Xiang and I looked at each other, then silently grabbed the red wine next to us and raised our heads together. We both seemed to get drunk quickly.
Gu Li After hanging up the phone, she continued shopping in the hypermarket.
Yes, you read that right. She was indeed shopping in a hypermarket. But there are only two such hypermarkets in Shanghai. One is on the first floor of Times Square, and the other is on the first floor of Jiuguang Department Store. There is no Chinese character on the product packaging. The packaging is in English, Japanese and French, and there are small stickers printed in Chinese. A small box of lettuce costs only 19.40 yuan. There are almost no people in such a supermarket. There are always more clerks than customers. p>
And now, Gu Li is in the supermarket in Times Square.
She picked up a box of 12 cherry tomatoes, looked at the price of 44.50 yuan, and sighed.
The assistant Lan Jue next to her said to her: "Your brother Neil called me and asked you to have dinner. You didn't have any arrangements for lunch. If you want, I'll do it now. Reply to him."
"Why didn't she just call me? "Gu Li asked.
"You have been on the phone just now, but he can't get in." "Lan Jue replied.
"Oh, then you can tell him that it is okay and ask him to tell me where he has decided. I will go find him right away. "Gu Li took a piece of celery and looked at it carefully (···), and then said: "You come with me, I am too stressed to face this ancestor alone. ”
“Okay. " Lan Jue picked up the phone and started to call Neil back.
Gu Li turned around and continued to look at the fresh vegetables in the open-shelf refrigerator. He was about to pick up a box of salad, but was blinded by the flash. .
Gu Li turned around and saw a young man smiling apologetically at himself. He was taking photos of his girlfriend.
Gu Li couldn't bear it and turned around awkwardly. Although the price of a small box of tomatoes here can buy a mountain of tomatoes at the farmer’s market, in the end, this is just a supermarket.
“Is it necessary to take a souvenir in the supermarket? ! "
After Lan Jue finished the call, he looked at Gu Li, who had his back turned to him, then took out his mobile phone, wrote a text message and sent it. "I'll be here later. :)"
As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together.
The two lunatics in Shanghai, one Gu Li and the other Gu Yuan, are both in such a ghost place at the moment.
Gu Yuan was already in the supermarket downstairs of Jiuguang Department Store, and kept throwing a lot of Japanese candies and tea into his shopping basket.
When he hesitated whether to buy it. When he was picking up a box of 299 yuan xylitol chewing gum from Japan, the phone rang and Gu Li called. He picked up the call and just after saying a few words, he heard the click of the shutter next to him. He turned around inexplicably and saw a person. The young man was putting down his camera in embarrassment.
Gu Yuan raised his eyebrows and made an expression like "Why are you taking pictures?" The other party smiled awkwardly, paused for a while and said, "We are from a modeling agency. Sir, you are very photogenic. Are you interested in being a model?"
Gu Yuan waved his hand, turned around and continued to call Gu Li.
Neil drove his small sports car towards Julu Road. He booked a restaurant for dinner.
When he was crossing the intersection, he was reading text messages on his phone. Before the smile on his face disappeared, a flashlight suddenly hit his eyes.
"No way? So unlucky? I just ran a red light and was photographed?"
Neil looked back at the intersection just now, a little depressed. The light was obviously green, which was strange.
In the evening, when it was still dark, Nanxiang and I saw Gu Li's black car at the door of the hotel. Ruru, who was like a cumulonimbus, got off the car with her. But I don’t know why, but it looks very elegant today.
The hot spring gathering that night turned into a cross talk because of Tang Wanru's participation.