章)C City Airport, 19:17 at night.
Liang Wan is a little irritable now, as if there is a fire in her heart, which is forcibly covered by her rationality under a thin layer of ice. As long as she is not careful, it will burst out.
She took a deep breath and smiled at herself in the mirror in the bathroom. The girl in the mirror had bright eyes and white teeth, and was still pleasing to the eye. The blush at the corners of her eyes revealed some traces of tears.
This kind of weakness is really dazzling.
She curled her lips, took out the makeup bag she carried with her, covered the key points with a layer of concealer, and then carefully outlined the upturned eyeliner. The effect is obvious. The original slightly classical temperament is immediately transformed into a beauty with fangs and claws.
There was a little girl next to her who was squeezing hand sanitizer and kept peeking at her. Liang Wan turned her head and raised her eyebrows at her.
The little girl blushed and stammered: "You, you are so beautiful."
She is really beautiful, the kind of stunning that attacks indiscriminately regardless of gender, making people inexplicably dry their mouths.
Liang Wan is tall, slightly bent down and rubbed the little girls ponytails, and smiled arrogantly: "Thank you, I think so too."
The broadcast reminded that the flight to L City had started boarding. She grabbed the small bag on the marble countertop, put on the black sunglasses that could cover half of her face again, and walked out faster.
Because she was in a hurry to return from New York, the direct flight was sold out, so she transferred to C City in China to go home. Unfortunately, the economy class was also full, so she had to buy a business class ticket that was twice as expensive. The three-hour short flight was not worth the airfare. The only benefit was that she could drink some alcohol on the plane.
She started learning ballet at the age of five. After graduating from high school, she entered the best dance school in China. Her routine before class every day was to weigh herself on the scale. If she weighed one pound over the limit, she would be scolded by the teacher.
As the best dancer of this year, Liang Wan has been on a low-carb and high-protein diet for a long time. Sometimes she couldnt stand it and ate some snacks in bed. Then she was tortured by guilt and couldnt sleep. She went to the playground in the middle of the night and sweated for ten kilometers.
She has always been very strict with herself in keeping in shape. However, when the flight attendant asked if she needed something to drink today, Liang Wan pointed to the red wine without hesitation.
Shaking the dark red liquid in the goblet, she lowered her eyelashes and thought--
Damn it, Ill get drunk today to relieve my worries.
Ignoring the surprised eyes around her, she drank three cups in one breath like drinking Coke, and then leaned on the seat. The body was quite honest in front of the alcohol, and soon the consciousness began to fade. This floating dizziness made people unable to resist, and she fell into the boundless darkness without much struggle.
The music in the dream was melodious. She was wearing a black gauze dress, standing on one foot, accompanied by the background music of Black Swan, and whipped 32 circles in one go. The overwhelming applause and Bravo at the curtain call, she had never been so satisfied in her life.
The chief dancer of ABT crowned her with a smile. She bent down and closed her eyes, wanting to feel this glorious moment.
The moment the clinker flower crown fell on her head, the stage moved, and then it was unexpectedly split from the middle to the sides, and she fell down without any time to react.
The feeling of weightlessness and falling was panic-stricken.
There was a faint noisy sound in her ears, followed by a heavy shock.
Liang Wan took a breath with difficulty and woke up instantly!
It was stormy outside, mist was everywhere, and the windows of the cabin were all blocked. The plane had just landed and was taxiing. It seemed that the few minutes of landing were too exciting. The people sitting next to each other were applauding, and everyones face was full of gratitude and relief for surviving the disaster.
She didnt react, her eyes were half open, and she was still a little dizzy.
The elite man in front of her with a worrying hairline turned his head and gave her a thumbs up: "Sister, you are really good, you have a big heart, we are almost scared to pee, but you are still sleeping and talking in your sleep."
Liang Wan: "..."
She really didnt feel anything, but she just hated that she landed too early, so that the beautiful scene in the dream could not last a little longer.
How satisfied she was in the illusion, how disappointed she was at this moment.
Liang Wan frowned, her temples throbbing. She suppressed her anger and followed the large group to get off the plane. After solving her physiological problems in the bathroom, she took out her mobile phone from her pocket.
After hesitating for a moment, she pressed the power button, and the words of China Mobile quickly popped up.
Then there were more than a dozen missed call reminders, the number was the same, from her controlling mother. Not only that, WeChat reminders continued.
Liang Wan pulled the suitcase and flipped through it while walking:
[Your teacher said you returned home early? ]
[You are really getting more and more capable now. ]
[You failed the selection, and you had a fight with someone backstage. You made me lose face! ! ! ]
Finally ended with three exclamation marks.
Thinking of the possible frustrated expression on the other persons cold face, Liang Wan laughed out loud, and then hooked her lips and dragged her mothers head portrait to the blacklist.
When she arrived at the underground parking lot near the pick-up gate, the red Audi was already waiting for her.
Zuo Xiaotang poked his head out of the drivers seat with an unhappy look on his face: "Your father, I sneaked out to pick you up in the middle of overtime. Do you know how risky it is?"
"Its only natural for a son to pick up his father?" Liang Wan raised his eyebrows, carried the luggage in one hand, and easily put it in the trunk, then jumped into the car and said calmly: "Ill treat you to a big meal, you lead the way."
Fifteen minutes later, the two arrived at the best super five-star hotel in L City. On the fifth floor, there is the Michelin two-star [Fishing Fire], which is famous for its hand-made sushi and fresh sashimi shipped by air. Of course, the price is proportional to the enjoyment of the taste buds, and it is surprisingly expensive.
Liang Wan entered the Japanese-style box, handed the windbreaker to the waiter, and stared at his companion with a meaningful look: "You are quite good at choosing. For a place with an average of 1,500 yuan per person, I have to change a special car to pick me up at the airport. I am losing a lot."
Zuo Xiaotang pretended not to hear, lowered his head and flipped through the menu very quickly, and then reported to the waiter kneeling on the tatami. Halfway through the order, he turned his head again: "Wanwan, ask the kitchen to make you a vegetable salad without sauce?"
"No grass today." Liang Wan supported his chin lazily: "I want two pots of sake."
Zuo Xiaotang was stunned for a moment, but still ordered drinks as he said.
While waiting for the dishes to be served, neither of them spoke.
It was late autumn, and the wine was specially warmed before it was served. Liang Wan poured himself a glass, slowly raised the small porcelain cup with cherry blossom patterns and turned it around, chuckling: "Its much better than the broken red wine on the plane."
"Whats wrong with you today?" Zuo Xiaotang was a little panicked.
A person who doesnt drink alcohol suddenly breaks his vow, and judging from his tone, this is his second drink today.
How can this be!
Even a person as thick-skinned as Zuo Xiaotang could sense something was wrong.
"Wan Wan."
"Hmm?" While answering, he drank the second cup.
Zuo Xiaotangs eyebrows jumped, and he held her hand that was about to pour the third cup, and said anxiously: "No, dont drink alone, tell me if you have anything."
Liang Wan didnt shake her off, just stared at the bottle without saying a word.
In a moment, a drop of water appeared on the shiny table, and then quickly gathered into a small pool, dripping, with the momentum of gathering into a small stream.
Zuo Xiaotang was shocked. She had known Liang Wan for ten years, and many impressions were engraved in her bones. Her junior high school deskmate had a good family background, a wild temperament, and had always lived a willful and willful life. Her appearance could be described as pure and beautiful, but her temper was really straightforward.
For example, before the college entrance examination, she was annoyed by a junior who had a crush on her for a month, so she beat him up and sent him to the emergency room. Another example was that she was wrongly accused of cheating in the grade test by the class teacher, so she tore up the test paper in front of him and ran to the principals office to sit in protest.
There are too many things like this.
In short, she is a ruthless character who is two-faced.
And now, this arrogant girl actually cried in front of her, which is much more lethal than the soft girl who often whimpers on weekdays.
Zuo Xiaotang was heartbroken, guessed a few possibilities, and softened her tone and said: "There are beautiful women everywhere..."
Before she finished speaking, the beautiful woman with red eyes raised her head, and her face clearly said [Are you crazy?] [No man in this life will dare to make me fall in love] [Hurry up and put away your stupid ideas].
Zuo Xiaotangs sympathy disappeared in an instant, and she laughed dryly: "Are you going to be forced into a family marriage?"
"Dont guess." Liang Wan supported her forehead and sighed: "I didnt make it into the dance troupe."
She lost miserably, lost the place for further studies, lost the opportunity to tour on the world stage, and lost the motivation to work hard day and night.
Zuo Xiaotang opened her mouth wide, knowing the importance of this matter, and the words she wanted to make a joke and pretend to be relaxed were completely rotten in her stomach. So far, she didnt ask any more questions, but just sat quietly on the same side of her friend and filled a glass of wine for the other party.
"Wanwan, dont say anything, just get drunk."
In the following time, Zuo Xiaotang turned into a maid, serving in every aspect, serving dishes and pouring wine, and just short of feeding the eldest lady.
In front of her old friend for many years, Liang Wan put down all her idol baggage, letting her tears rage while drinking the wine. After drinking a pot of sake, she felt elated again after all the tears and venting were gone.
No wonder there is a poem that says, "Du Kang is the only way to relieve worries. The ancients were not deceiving me."
She could even temporarily put aside those dark scenes and listen to Zuo Xiaotangs gossip about the group company. She laughed so hard that she was bent over and over.
The only thing that ruined her mood was that Zuo Tiegongs phone kept vibrating. A certain WeChat group was madly liking her. I dont know what the matter was.
Liang Wan poked her head out, glanced at the group name, and almost vomited.
[Overtime makes me happy, I love work]
Zuo Xiaotang smiled slightly: "Actually, this is a water group. Its full of high-quality unmarried young women in our company, used to exchange resources."
Liang Wan almost understood the word "unmarried" in an instant, and said "oh" with a deep meaning.
Generally speaking, three women make a play, and there are nine members in the group, which is enough to shoot a palace blockbuster. The reason why they were so excited at this moment was just a short eight-second video.
The thumbnail on the cover is a silhouette of a man below the neck, wearing a suit, and nothing else can be seen.
When Zuo Xiaotang clicked it, he was still bragging to Liang Dameiren, with a disdainful tone: "A bunch of nymphomaniacs."
"Yes, the girls in your company are too exaggerated." Liang Wan gave her face and nodded condescendingly.
A second later, the camera moved to the mans face.
Both of them shut up.
How to describe this face?
Chinese is profound, but it seems that there is no particularly appropriate word to use on him.
His facial features are of course impeccably exquisite, with long eyebrows, starry eyes, a straight nose and thin lips. He seemed to be talking to someone with his face turned sideways, with one hand on the glass partition of the desk, and the handsome lines of his chin were clearly visible. As for the careless and seductive enchanting temperament, even the screen could not block it.
Liang Wan thought about the romantic novels she had read a while ago, and suddenly found that all the fictional male protagonists had faces that fit in.
If this person was born in the martial arts world, he would be the leader of a demon cult with peerless elegance. If he was born in the palace, he would be a passionate emperor who sleeps on the lap of a beautiful woman and controls the world when awake.
In the video, the male protagonists only line: "Secretary Xu, where is the advertising manager?"
His voice was a bass cannon that went deep into his bones. In just nine words, it made peoples scalps numb and their hearts flutter.
"Fuck, I cant take it anymore. I have goose bumps." Zuo Xiaotang rubbed his arms violently, and after reacting, he typed in the group: [Who is this friend who is bringing disaster to the country and the people? Is the camera beauty-enhanced? ]
[This is the fucking camera that comes with Apple! ] The group leader shouted hysterically: [The emperor has retired and the prince has just ascended the throne. This is the precious footage of the new emperors incognito visit to various departments in the afternoon. Tremble, you beauty lovers! 】
Liang Wan accompanied Zuo Xiaotang to watch it back and forth four times. On the fifth time, she finally realized her stupid behavior.
She is really too successful. She is obsessed with men.
"Hey, get out of the way. Im going to the WC." She stood up and decided to sober up.
Zuo Xiaotang waved her hand and moved her butt reluctantly. Her hands were reluctant to leave the keyboard of her mobile phone, and she gathered all her strength to collect gossip about the new president.
This Japanese restaurant is open until the early morning, but it is already past midnight. The only customers eating in are them and a few people in the next box.
When Liang Wan passed by, she heard the voice of the man talking inside. She felt a little familiar for some reason, but she couldnt hear it clearly through the door. She didnt think much about it and went to the bathroom to solve her physiological problems.
After coming out, I found someone blocking the free space at the door, bending over and supporting the quartz countertop, with the sound of running water.
Although the restaurant is high-end, the layout of the bathroom is extremely unreasonable. There are mens and womens washrooms on the left and right, but there is only one washbasin, stuck between the two doors, and the distance is extremely narrow.
Liang Wan doesnt like physical contact with strangers, so she simply leans against the door and waits for him to finish. From her angle, the man has narrow hips and long legs, a light-colored shirt tucked into his suit pants, and his figure is comparable to that of a top male model.
The man seemed to have something on his face, and he was concentrating on using clean water to treat it. His slender fingers rested on the dark gray basin, and the skin behind his ear was whiter than hers.
Little white face.
She quickly made a conclusion in her heart.
Half a minute later, the other party stood up and turned his head subconsciously. The impact brought by that face instantly froze Liang Wan in place.
Exactly the same as the peerless handsome man in the video.
Of course, it is also more vivid.
The hair on his forehead was wetted by water, and he casually brushed it back. The water droplets streaked across his brow bone and fell on his thick long eyelashes, making his eyes more charming.
Textbook-level peach blossom eyes, passionate and hazy.
Liang Wan couldnt help but have the illusion that she was his sweetheart when he glanced at her casually.
The two looked at each other for a few seconds.
She was the first to react: "Sorry, excuse me."
The man smiled and stepped back obediently.
This was originally a peaceful encounter, but Liang Wan drank some wine, and her high heels twisted by accident. She screamed and fell forward, and was about to fall into his arms.
The man was still standing there, with a faint expression, and had no interest in the soft jade and warm fragrance that threw herself into his arms, but he didnt avoid it, as if he was watching a clumsy performance.
She clearly saw mockery in those handsome eyes, half embarrassed and half angry. She finally stood up with the help of his arms, and the end of her hair was entangled with the buttons of his shirt.
The posture of the two people became ambiguous.
Liang Wan lowered her head, grabbed her hair and pulled it out little by little. When she finally untied it, she heard a low and moist voice beside her ear-
"The way to attract attention is quite special."
She was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously said: "What do you mean?"
He raised his eyelids, and his tone was somewhat accustomed: "Do you want to ask for contact information next?"
"You..." Liang Wan had never seen such an arrogant and conceited male peacock in her life. The blood rushed up, and she was speechless for a while.
Because of anger, her face was red, and she really looked like a girl in love.
The man leaned against the wall and said slowly, "Actually, its not that I cant give it to you." He looked at her coldly, took a dry tissue, and chuckled, "Sorry for the offense."
His slightly cold fingertips pinched the girls chin frivolously through the thin paper, and slowly turned to the mirror.
The mirror reflected a frustrated face with serious makeup smudged, mascara and smudged eyeliner mixed together, and several dirty tear marks on the cheeks, which washed away the foundation.
It was terrible.
What added fuel to the fire was his cold tone: "Its just that you come to chat up like this, isnt it too rude?"