Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 299 Meeting (2)
He is her boy and this life will never change.

Wei Beibei's nose was sore, and he smiled in a trance, "That's why I lost. You two are so stubborn and stubborn, who can interfere with sabotage?"

"Beibei, I thank you for coming to France to find me and tell me about my father and Lan Huaer, but love is impossible between us."

She was cruel to him as always.

When the words of refusal came out of her mouth, she never hesitated.

He really believed that she would never like him in her life, he believed it and admitted it.

"Jiujiu, I've already believed it. I went to France to find you, not because I want to get your love, but because I want to make sure that you are doing well."

"The results of it?"

"It's not good at all. Look, you are smiling, but there is no smile in your eyes. I have also seen your paintings, which are very different from your previous paintings. They say that your works can see a person's soul. In the past, the things you drew were pure without any impurities, but now the things you draw are all distorted and ugly, ninety-nine, these years, I also feel that you have changed a lot."

Jiujiu does not deny that over the years, her heart has gradually been swallowed by darkness, she has lost all her umbrellas, and she is surviving alone in a lonely and long foreign land. In the wind and rain, she relies on her own hands to hold up an umbrella for herself , learn to cook, change light bulbs, tell jokes to yourself, chat in front of the mirror, and be on your own.

No matter what, she is fine now, Lan Zhongwen is still there, she is back, and she is going to see him.

"How many people know about my return to Hong Kong?"

"Don't worry, I keep this matter a secret, and I am the only one who knows."

"Well, I want to say." Jiujiu blinked, revealing a little wisdom, "Let's find a house first, since we are back, we still need to find a house."

"Isn't it okay to live with me?"

"No, I want to live in..." Jiujiu reported an address, which was the place where she and Lan Zhongwen lived at the beginning, and I hope it hasn't been rented out yet.

It's a pity that that house has already been bought, but Jiujiu can only rent next door to that house, after paying the rent, she returned the key and said to Wei Beibei, "Let's go up and see my new house. "

The security guard at the gate still remembered Jiujiu. He was much more vicissitudes than before, with deep wrinkles around his eyes. He pointed to Jiujiu with a charming smile, "You are that one, that Mrs. Lan, right?"

Both Jiujiu and Wei Beibei smiled awkwardly, touched their noses, and nodded to him.

It's rare that he still remembers it, but this title is now the most popular place for women in Hong Kong. She hasn't seen him yet, so I don't know if he is willing to accept her. If he is, why hasn't he come to her for so many years? .

Thinking of this, I can't help feeling sad, but it's okay, she is no longer Xiao Jiujiu, now she knows how to comfort herself, if he doesn't come, then she will go to him, walk up to him, and tell him.

Hi Lanhuaer, I've grown up.

"Mrs. Lan, you haven't come back to live in that house for a long time, right? It's probably very dirty. Disinfect it before cleaning it. It's more hygienic."

"Our house?" Jiujiu looked back from the dark corridor with a puzzled expression.

The security guard nodded and said loudly, "That's right, 302. Didn't Mr. Lan already bought it? It's been several years, and he hasn't come back. I thought you immigrated."

He bought 302?

Jiujiu was taken aback.

Standing on the corridor, I forgot to move for a long time.

The layout of the houses here is exactly the same. Jiujiu and Beibei spent a day cleaning the house, and based on their memory, arranged the house as the warm nest where she and Lan Huaer used to be.

Seeing that she was so familiar with this area, Beibei probably guessed it. He didn't say anything, and helped her move the furniture. It was obviously November weather, and she was wearing long sleeves, so she insisted on buying a big ceiling fan to hang it. On the roof, Bei Bei was puzzled.

Maybe people who are engaged in art are a bit special, Wei Beibei can only think so.

Wei Beibei ate dinner at Jiujiu's house. The two sat down and turned on the old TV to watch the news. This TV was left by the owner, a white and black TV.

At first, Jiujiu was not used to it, but she was used to the color TV, until the figure of that person appeared on the screen, the chopsticks in her hand stopped and did not move for a long time.

On the screen, the person who thinks about it day and night is participating in a talk show. Compared with six years ago, he is more introverted, well-spoken, and personable.

When the host asked if he was single, did he consider getting married, and what kind of girl he liked.

"The girl you like?" He said this, slightly bending his lips, so cold that it was almost invisible.

He was laughing, but endlessly mocking.

Jiujiu was stunned, the man on the screen was suddenly dazed, his face was indifferent, "Talk about the girl I like, why not talk about the girl I hate."

The host opened his mouth slightly. This is an exclusive revelation. This man, like an abyss, has always known what to say and what not to say. He has never mentioned his feelings in any talk show. Girlfriend, marriage intention.

"Then may I ask Lan Shao, what kind of girl do you hate?"

Lan Zhongwen sat in the depths of the sofa, his eyes were as thick as ink that could not be melted, without a trace of light, he gently opened his lips, "The type I hate, short hair, tall, big eyes, born in May, like to wear May [-]th clothes, and, with silver bracelets."

Jiujiu was stunned, and unconsciously touched his short hair, the silver bracelet on his wrist was shining, wasn't he the girl he hated?

He hates her?

why?
Did you hate her for leaving without saying goodbye?He won't forgive himself anymore?
Jiujiu was paralyzed on the sofa. From his eyes, she couldn't see any emotions. It had been six years, and he could no longer restore his original color. He looked even more unfathomable than six years ago. What emotions? , are dormant deep in the eye mask.

Jiujiu suddenly found that she couldn't see him through at all, and she wasn't sure that he would accept her.

The night view of Hong Kong is as beautiful as a dream.

Looking out from the sightseeing elevator, you can see the dazzling neon streamer reflections, billboards overwhelming, and in the distance, buildings of various shapes are like mountains rising from the ground, soaring into the sky.

(End of this chapter)