Beat Generation

The closing party has changed its host this time, and what should have been a solemn and solemn state banquet has turned into an extremely romantic encounter with friends from all over the world. The theme of this dinner is also [the most beautiful thing in the world is to meet you again].

Opening the curtain, you can see that every signboard is covered with dark pink flowers like clouds. Zhan Banbi took Bo Mei on his arm and signed their names on the guest column. Bo Mei glanced around, Seeing this, Bo Hui whispered in her ear, "I didn't see Wen's car coming. She hasn't arrived yet."

Bo Mei turned her head and wrinkled her nose at Bo Hui, "I'm not looking for her."

Bo Hui nodded knowingly, and mumbled inarticulately: "Okay... I didn't look for her."

"I'm serious." Bo Mei's face turned cold, her brows were ruthless, Bo Hui smiled and turned her head, "Sister, I see....Then, sister, who are you looking for?"

"Look for our Prime Minister Zhan." Bo Mei held Zhan Banbi in his left hand, and Bo Hui in his right hand, and walked towards the shadow of clothes and temples.

"My father is busy and hasn't come yet." Zhan Banbi looked at Zhan Banhong who was standing aside, the siblings gave another wink, Bo Hui saw it, and raised his chin at Bo Mei.

Bo Mei made a gesture, and her smile became sweeter and sweeter. Bo Hui couldn't laugh anymore, because he had received the news in advance that Uncle Zhan, who had watched them grow up, wanted to arrest one of them. I'm afraid that if you haven't come to the banquet at this moment, you are preparing for a crime.

As in the past, Bo Mei was surrounded by people as soon as she arrived. People asked her warmly and considerately about her injuries. Bo Mei also smiled and told her experience of changing dressings during her recovery. Reserving a little bit of demeanor reservedly made the older ladies laugh out loud.

They persuaded her that she should cry out if she was in too much pain, but Bo Mei said that was not acceptable. Her father taught her since she was a child that physical pain should not be screamed out, only the pain in the heart is worth shouting out.

When she said this, she looked at Zhan Banbi tenderly, and Zhan Banbi looked at her tenderly.

After the two looked at each other for a moment, Zhan took a sip of champagne, hugged her waist, and continued to lead her forward.

I saw many old friends today, and Bo Mei found that most of them were married and had children. Their faces still had the youthful vigor of their youth, and it was not at all obvious that their children were already running around.

Bo Mei has been trying to maintain her posture, but after standing and chatting for a long time, she felt a dull pain in the abdominal wound. Zhan Banbi noticed the discomfort between her eyebrows, so he pulled her to the seat and let her sit down. After a while, she took the wine from her hand and replaced it with orange juice.

Zhan Banhong took advantage of this time to take away his elder sister Zhan Banbi, and he asked her to at least chat with celebrities from several countries. If Zhan Banbi just sat next to Bo Mei as a flower protector, he might have to accept her again tomorrow. To a basket of gossip.

"Banbi, you go, I'll be fine after a while. Don't worry about me."

Zhan reached out and touched Bo Mei's side face, "I'll come back as soon as I go. Don't miss me too much."

"I'm going to miss you. Go."

The wound on the abdomen not only hurt, but also itched. Bo Mei turned her head to the side and scratched it a few times uncomfortably. When she saw a child looking at her curiously, she simply turned around and faced the garden outside. Just when she was itching so much that she wanted to reach in from the bottom of her skirt to scratch it, someone put a bottle of brown ointment on her table with a "crack".

"..."

"The wound is scarring, and it's normal to be a little itchy. You were scratched by a tiger, so maybe it's more itchy. ... What are you looking at me for, aren't you scratching?"

Bo Mei shook her head slightly disappointed, she looked at Wu Ershan, and then at the door behind Wu, another wave of guests poured in, and the dinner became more and more lively.

"need my help?"

Wu Ershan looked at Bo Mei's neckline cautiously, she wanted to reach out to straighten the flowers on her neckline, but she hadn't drunk yet, she clearly knew that she shouldn't reach out.

It's just... Standing so close, when she smelled Bo Mei's breath, she was a little fascinated.

"Help me block it." Bo Mei pulled the zipper from the side of the dress. Wu Ershan pursed her lips and looked at Bo Mei who stretched her hands into her abdomen. There was no light here, but she felt that Bo Mei was glowing all over. Wu Ershan His whole body was a little stiff waiting for her to finish scratching.

"You pull it for me, thank you."

Wu Ershan looked at Zizi who suddenly lost her energy, she stretched out her hand awkwardly, Bo Mei only felt her whole body was hot, and Wu's feverish hand had already caressed her wound.

"..." Bo Mei raised her head to look at Wu Ershan, and Wu said softly, "This way it won't itch.... Your wound is very long and a bit deep."

Wu's hand was pressed there without moving. Bo Mei felt that under the heat, the wound did not itch so much. She didn't know whether to let Wu stop. Anyway, it can relieve the itching, whatever.

"Have you heard any news?" Bo Mei asked.

"I heard a little, but you don't have to worry, Bambi... and me, I won't let you have any more trouble."

"Oh, thank you so much. . . . Come on, take your hands away."

"Why..." Wu Shun followed Bo Mei's eyes and saw Rong Lanzhi entering the arena holding Wen Xi's arm. Wen Xi's belly was much bigger than the previous two days from a distance, "...it's because Is she here?"

Bo Mei smiled and gave Wu Ershan a look, and Wu quickly took out her hand. She pulled Bo Mei's dress respectfully, and kindly reminded: "She won't talk to you."

After finishing speaking, Wu Ershan left as if nothing had happened.

Away from so many people, Bo Mei just stared at Wen Xi like this, but Wen Xi only left her a back figure talking with others, the candlelight flickered behind her, Rong Lanzhi turned her head to look at Bo Mei, and she left after a while come over.

"The young Miss Bo is the same as the young Mr. Bo, even in such a dark corner, it is impossible to ignore." Rong Lanzhi swung the wine glass, and Bo Mei shrugged and clinked with her, "Miss Bo, if Tonight is the last night, what do you want to do?"

"Why, I never heard that tomorrow is the end of the world." Bo Mei replied with a smile after taking a sip of the juice.

Rong Lanzhi smiled sweetly, Bo Mei hated her eyes that seemed to see everything, but luckily she turned around quickly and went to chat with someone else.

At this moment, it seemed that everyone turned their backs to her, Bao Mei looked around, and after making sure that no one was looking at her, she walked over with a glass of juice.

Every time she took a step closer, the yellow juice in her glass would sway, no matter how much Bao Mei tried to walk steadily, the juice in the glass was still swaying.

Wen Xi was chatting with an old classmate who now moved to the north. When the old classmate saw Bo Mei approaching, he was somewhat surprised. Anyone who knew Wen Xi knew that the relationship between the two of them was not good when they were studying. , Bao Mei is quite cold, and she doesn't take a second look at anyone.

"She's here..."

"Who?" Wen Xi turned her head and met Bo Mei's eyes. She moved her eyes away calmly. Bo Mei walked over and passed her by. Their elbows seemed to touch each other. They didn't seem to meet each other.

Bo Mei passed her and walked towards Prime Minister Zhan Jinhuai who had just entered the venue.

"She's still the same."

"...Well." Wen Xi rubbed her stomach, she was still chatting to herself, when she looked at the most noisy place of the Penglai guests, Bo Mei was already half embraced by Zhan's father, she didn't know what to say What happened, they even sang the national anthem, and the old politicians in a half-circle seemed to be expecting where Bo Mae would plant the national flag on the miniature sand table?They huddled together, as if they were making a bet, some were fanning the flames, while others were complimenting each other.

These old northern politicians always talked endlessly about governing the country. Bo Mei stayed among them without showing any timidity, and could talk for a long time in a serious manner. She and Zhan Jinhuai sat together very comfortably, and now they can be so peaceful There are really not many juniors who accept questions from their parents.

Therefore, Bo Mei is too eye-catching, and I am afraid that in the eyes of some people, it has reached the point of being dazzling.

They talked very happily, and Bo Mei withdrew when the atmosphere was the best. Wen Xi saw Zhan's father looking at her back with some confusion.

Change the cup.

Zhan Banbi took Bo Mei to the back garden, and they stood by the window chatting.

After a while, a gust of wind passed through the hall, the giant candle was extinguished, and the waiter held a long pole in the shape of a crane's beak to light the candle again.

The light came again, but Zhan Banbi and Bo Mei who were standing by the window were gone. Wen Xi looked around, and soon she found Zhan Banbi and Bo Hui, but Bo Mei was not with them.

She should be by Zhan Banbi's side.

Wen Xi frowned, she found that Zhan's father had already left his seat.

Putting down the goblet, Wen Xi turned around and walked towards the depths of the garden. With her stomach full, she couldn't walk too fast, but a certain anxiety drove her to go faster and faster, and the fiery trees and silver flowers on both sides were retreating.

The noisy voices at the dinner party gradually faded away, and Wen Xi could only hear her own footsteps and heartbeat.

Walk to the deepest part of the garden in one go, and also the place where the moonlight is the best.

Wen Xi pushed aside the branches covering her eyes, and she saw a figure with fragrant shoulders half exposed was sitting by the pool, no one was around, she was sitting there alone like a ghost.

The water shadow fluctuated obliquely on her body. Slowly, for some reason, she took off the hairpin again, and the black hair poured down like a waterfall. Wen Xi's heart skipped a beat, and she squeezed the branches tightly...

Looking at the past from this angle, Wen Xi couldn't judge what she had just done, nor what she was doing... Wen Xi calmed down, she closed her eyes and listened to the movement around her, she waited for a while, and then opened her eyes again. When she opened her eyes, she suddenly heard a footstep hovering nearby. The footsteps had been there all along, but they hadn't moved at all just now. Now... Wen Xi opened her eyes, and she looked at the figure by the pool. Unable to hold back anymore, Wen Xi just walked over and grabbed Bo Mei's arm!

"Hiss..." Bo Mei resisted the pain, she blinked slowly, before Wen Xi could use any force, she leaned on Wen Xi's body, and said in a coquettish tone, "Xiao Huanxi, what are you doing, you scared me to death ~"