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Chapter 8 She Didn't Forget

The door of Jing Luo's room was ajar. I don't know if it was unintentional or intentional. On the gorgeous Western-style princess bed, a man and a woman, what else could they be doing?

Her arm was dragged backward by a force and she walked away. Bai Yuan subconsciously let out an exclamation, but the two people in the room seemed to be too involved to hear this sound at all. Bai Yuan, who was getting further and further away from the door, had pain in her eardrums...

He dragged Bai Lian, who hadn't reacted yet, back to the entrance of the corridor where the sound of rain could be heard, Zhou Mei frowned, and said in an unhappy voice, "Have you seen enough of his private affairs?" ?”

"She did it on purpose." Xi Zibai replied indifferently. He couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart. If Xiao Luo had good intentions, she really pitied her youthful years. She should have known that her own temperament , I don’t like this at all. If you don’t care, you don’t care. No matter how you do it, the result is the same... Although what she did this time is a bit big...

"send me home"

....Actor Bai was still absent-minded, as if he was replaying the scene just now in his mind. Hearing Zhou Mei's words for some reason, he was stunned for a while, and then asked back with very uncertain eyes...

"Ah?" Is this an order or a request...

"I didn't bring an umbrella, please trouble Mrs. Tang to take me home, okay?" Zhou Mei became a little impatient again...

"Forehead…"

"Forget it if you don't give it away." Seeing this, Zhou Mei immediately walked around her, stepped on her high heels and walked away...

"Hey, hey, hey!! I'll see you off!!" Bai Yuan finally came to her senses, hopping after her like a rabbit, but at this moment Zhou Mei didn't even look at her...

"Walk slowly, be careful of the stairs" Xie Bai kept nagging, the stairs were not so smooth, the high heels he was familiar with Zhou Mei were much better than hers, not only walking at a fast pace It hasn't changed, and it's still graceful...

She was an idiot just now, but now she turns into a pug, she has no bones at all...Zhou Mei despised her from the bottom of her heart, and went downstairs. The madam insisted on treating herself to dinner, so she had no choice but to take a step ahead with her, and come to visit the second elder another day...

Lao Cheng had already adjusted the car, got down to prop up the umbrella, and opened the car door. He didn't expect that Bai Yuan didn't get in the car first, but invited Zhou Mei into the car first. It was a strange feeling, so without further ado, I started the car and drove out of Jing's house...

Really, is there no woman in the world whose wife can't handle it?Even Miss Zhou gave in?

"It's good for you. In order to escape, you put me in an unkind and unrighteous situation again." After leaving the Jing family, Bai Yuan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. The virtuous and virtuous virtue disappeared without a trace, and the whole person returned to normal. With the original temperament, he jokingly joked that he was not angry with Zhou Mei's actions just now, "Tell Lao Cheng where you live, and we will send you back first."

"In their eyes, you are not a good person, and it will be nothing if you are a little bit worse." Zhou Mei said in a hoarse, slack mezzo-soprano voice. She opened the car window a little, and the rain outside was like needles. Climbing in through the window, she hit Zhou Mei's face a bit piercingly. After she took a few deep breaths, she turned her head to Bai Yuan, who had been looking at her with a gleam in her eyes, "Is there fire..."

"You are very addicted, so quit it if you can." In fact, Bai Yuan could see the irritability she tried to hide, because she used to be addicted to something that killed her, even though Zhou Mei only smoked ordinary Western cigarettes , but in the final analysis, smoke is harmful...

"Is there fire?" Zhou Mei's voice gradually cooled down, and she just repeated what she said just now...

Bai Yuan looked at her helplessly, afraid that she would say that if you don't give me fire, I will get off the car, "Old man, borrow fire to use it"

"Thank you"

With a bang, the match made the interior of the car brighter. It was dark outside in the rainy evening, only Zhou Mei's straight nose and a blood-red lip print on the cigarette holder could be seen...

"Miss Zhou, where do you live... You've reached the intersection." Lao Cheng slowed down the car and asked the direction of Zhou Mei's residence...

"Please send me back to the shop on Datong Street, thank you." Zhou Mei thought for a while, then said lightly...

"Hey, okay" Lao Cheng echoed, speeding up the car...

"Don't go home so late, go back to the store?" Bai Yuan smiled with her eyes raised, her eyebrows raised slightly, "Are you afraid that I will know where you live?"

"That's a lot of nonsense... You must know where I live, don't pretend, I'm going back to the store because I have a dress to catch up on." Zhou Mei felt that she was really boring, too lazy to continue playing hide-and-seek with her...

Bai Yuan lowered her head and started laughing dryly. She lowered her voice and tried her best to hide her embarrassment. During this journey, the two of them didn't say anything, only Zhou Mei's cigarette butt was on and off, as if whitewashing the inexplicable atmosphere. The car quickly arrived at the destination, and the word "fake sleep" on the signboard was moving from far to near under the dark sky. Bai Yuan stopped Lao Cheng who was about to get off the car, picked up the oil-paper umbrella behind him, opened the car door, and opened the car door. hold on...

The smoke just burned out...Zhou Mei looked at the completely dark sky, pinched the cigarette on the tray in the car, and walked out the door...

A gust of wind hit her body, she couldn't help hugging her arms tightly, the weather started to get cold...

Zhou Mei thanked Bai Yuan, with a few drops of rain dripping on her head, she took out the key from her bag and inserted it into the lock cylinder of the iron lock, the scent of Lao Ma Chao Shou wafted from the snack shop not far away, After entering the tip of her nose, she felt a little empty in her stomach, hesitated for a while, and opened the lock first, walked into the store, picked up a coat and put it on her body, leaned against the cutting table tiredly, closed her eyes, She didn't turn on the light, and after an unknown amount of time, she accidentally looked out, saw it dimly, and deeply remembered it...

In the autumn of 1932, an extremely beautiful and tall Oriental woman, holding an oil-paper umbrella, stood in the misty rain, staring at her...

It was rare for her to be in a daze. In the blink of an eye, she rubbed her eyes and looked again. There was nothing outside, only the sound of the car motor starting and the horn honking, farther and farther away, until it disappeared...

After a while, she walked slowly to the corner, kicked off the wet high heels on her feet, glanced at the cotton embroidered shoes that had been left in the corner for a long time, and chose her simple black cotton shoes, she returned I went to the sewing machine and started to concentrate on my work... The room was quiet, only the sound of her stepping on the pedal of the sewing machine could be heard, and her sharp and ostentatious eyes suddenly became gentle and focused under the lamp, carefully The subtleties of the neckline between the sleeves are considered... The rush to light the lamp is the most eye-catching, and her big eyes can't help but become more and more sore, and some hair grows...

Bang bang bang, the knock on the door surprised her a bit, she raised her head, walked to the door, and saw the boy from the noodle restaurant not far from the next door standing at the door, with a white grin that made his black teeth face down. She smiled, holding a bowl of steaming old Ma Chao Shou in her hand...

Zhou Mei opened the door with a puzzled look on her face, "This..."

"Boss, a lady told me just now that if the rain stops and you don't come out to eat, let me send you a bowl of handmade rice. Hey, it's just out of the pot, and you can eat it while it's hot, Boss." The boy was very enthusiastic. the way...

Has the rain stopped?Zhou Mei glanced out, but it was too dark to see clearly...

"Okay." Zhou Mei nodded, took off the thimble on her finger, and planned to turn around and go to the counter to get some money, "Brother, how much is it?"

"No, no, no, that lady has already paid for it." The young man put his hand on the small table in the store, waved his hand to bid farewell to Zhou Mei, and went to his own store in a bouncing manner. no less...

Zhou Mei sighed again, picked up the bowl of chaoshou, and ate it mouthful...

As for the actor Bai in the car, she was very conflicted all the way home. Today is the day she spends the most time with Zhou Mei since she met Zhou Mei, and she didn't come to provoke her by herself, but met her by accident, which is rare. , she didn't push herself away immediately, running away like a mouse seeing a cat, but calmly, getting along with her like an ordinary friend. It is not ruled out that she used her own excuse to leave Jing's house, but this is enough for actor Bai I'm happy for a while...

But she was not very energetic, she just stared at the only cigarette with lip marks on the clean tray all the way, and although she had been in and out of some pleasure-seeking places that could not be separated from tobacco and alcohol, but she She really hated tobacco and alcohol to the extreme. She never allowed Tang Xiangwan to smoke at home, let alone in the car...

But she dare not ask Zhou Mei for anything...

"Stop, stop," actor Bai suddenly yelled in a very irritated voice...

Lao Cheng stepped on the brake in bewilderment, "Madam, what's wrong?"

"You go back first, I'll walk back here by myself, if you don't see me back at too late, just lock the door." Bai Yuan opened the car door and jumped out, and ran to the stone stairs at the entrance of the alley in a hurry...

Lao Cheng seemed to have gotten used to the actor Bai's style. Without saying a word, he started the car and drove back to Tang's house along the main road...

Xi Zibai ran limping in high heels, the puddles under her feet splashed all over her body, and she didn't know how long she walked in the dark before she reached the entrance of Caojia Lane... She followed her familiar memory and listened. The laughter of children in the courtyard knocked on the door of a family...

"Who?" The man asked in a rough voice, and at the same time, the rain fell without warning. She was stunned for a second, and immediately jumped into the wall opposite the house. He could hear the man open the door, babbled and cursed, and closed the door again... She climbed up the wall again, took off the high heels on her feet, jumped on the wet, cold stone road, suddenly felt It's bone-chillingly cold...

The rainy night was not as lively as it used to be, but rather like a ghost town, with few people to be seen... Bai Yuan walked in the rain with her head down, and before she knew it, she came to a somewhat familiar intersection... She stared at Although the paint was peeled off, the house number could still be seen clearly for a long time, but she couldn't tell which one lived in it. She couldn't help but smiled wryly. It was really hard to remember what she didn't want to remember. It seems The only thing I didn't remember correctly was that this was another woman who had been abandoned by her...

On a stormy night, she suddenly understood the foolish things she did, and she didn't even know why she preferred to do such things...

Bang bang bang, she doesn't care about anything this time, if there is a man in there, she will be scolded before leaving, she just wants to find a woman to sleep with, and then talk about it after sleeping... Don't ask her why she doesn't just go to the ballroom and grab one, or She went to a kiln to order one, she had high eyesight, she searched for the fat and the thin every time, pursued with hardships, and ended in a sloppy end, but so...

After knocking for a while, there was finally a response from the courtyard, it was a female voice... Listening to this voice, she seemed to remember who it was...

Creaking, the moment the door opened, the woman holding the umbrella was startled, thinking it was a female ghost from some family... After she let out a low cry, she seemed to be unable to believe her eyes, the woman in the plain cheongsam calmed down a little, her voice Trembling, he asked, "Xiaobai? Is it you?"

"Jian Rong" Her bangs were dripping with water, she grinned, and smiled slightly... Sighed in her heart, long time no see...

The woman didn't close the door, but turned around. The actor Bai bit his lip, followed in silently, and locked the door...

Just walked to the side of the low tile-roofed house, looked in along the old window frame, and saw a handsome man holding a pen at his desk writing something non-stop under the dim oil lamp, she was taken aback for a moment, no longer Gone... Jian Rong turned around, saw she hesitated, and said softly, "My brother Huai Zhao"

"Oh" she was speechless...

Bai Yuan could hear Zhang Jianrong's muffled low sigh, and she followed behind her, climbing up the slippery bamboo ladder with difficulty up the slightly trembling stilted building, stepping on the creaking, creaking wooden floor that was nailed together with a mess of nails. The wooden board finally got into the room, and Jian Rong lit the lamp. The room was simple and quiet, with some pleasant smells. Here, she was familiar with it. Bai Yuan looked at Jian Rong's curly hair and simple For some reason, tears and rainwater flowed down in strings...

When she came to this, the subconscious was at work, and this was the best woman for her...

When Jian Rong turned around, she couldn't help being a little stunned. After a long time, she just said softly, "Take off your clothes, you're all soaked. Look at you, you don't look like you."

Taking the towel and clothes from her, Bai Yuan didn't shy away from it. She removed her wet clothes, dried her hair with a towel, and put on a simple white hanging shirt. Changed appearance, soft short hair hanging on the forehead, white neck and collarbone exposed outside the hanging shirt, slender eyes seemed to be flooding under the lamp, the famous Bai Sheng in Fengyuechang seemed to come back in an instant Already...

"Does it look like this time?" Bai Yuan's face was pale, and she parted her delicate lips...

Zhang Jianrong didn't seem to want to look at her, so after picking up those soaked clothes, she was about to exit the door...

Without hesitation, she stood up barefoot, grabbed Jian Rong's wrist, let the clothes scattered on the creaking floor, and pulled her to the bed, the two of them looked at each other on the soapy quilt.

The sound of the rain intensified, and then, a flash of lightning pierced the night sky, and the thunder shook the sky...