Double Lover [Entertainment]

In the office, a fair and beautiful hand pulled up the off-white roller blind with a "swish".

Floor-to-ceiling windows are transparent and clean.

In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly outside, and beams of light sprinkled over Givenchy's log-colored desk, oak floor, and shone on the entire reindeer skin rug in the center.

There are several pots of small plants on the table.

Although Givenchy has neglected to take care of her these past few days, her assistant has been diligent in watering and growing very well.

The succulents and aloes are plump and full of vitality.

"You have brain congestion?"

Xu Qingzhu fell on the soft sofa and said in surprise: "What kind of disease is this? Is it the same type as cerebral hemorrhage? It's so scary."

Given smiled lightly, with a face hanging down in the curly hair, without raising his head: "It's nothing, I have had this disease since I was a child."

"Ok?"

She was a little surprised, pacing back and forth in the office: "Why?"

"bad luck."

Given pinched the cup, took a sip of hot water, and said vaguely: "There was an accident when I was born."

That's how people are, the more important things are, the more insignificant they are.There are probably some things, just like air, you get used to it and feel that it has no sense of existence, once you lose it, you realize how important it is, and it is difficult to breathe without it.

Physical fitness is like this.

So do some people.

Given quit coffee and switched to something milder.

There are a few goji berries floating in the white porcelain cup, and the hot water just picked up is still hot and white mist is coming out.

Xu Qingzhu glanced at her cup.

Changed to goji berry tea?

Xu Qingzhu blinked: "Have you started to maintain your health?"

Given said nothing, his long eyelashes drooped.

"When are you going to have surgery?" she asked.

There was a hint of a smile on Givenchy's lips, but it was faint.

"I don't plan to have surgery for now."

"Ok?"

Xu Qingzhu was a little surprised.

Given explained unhurriedly: "I have learned a bit. If this disease is not serious, it can be treated with medicine. The operation is very troublesome, and there is a high possibility of sequelae."

Xu Qingzhu frowned.

"Then you have to have an operation. What is the success rate of the operation?"

"90.00% up."

"It's so high. There's nothing to worry about."

"There are many sequelae. Do you know what is the most serious?"

Given raised his eyes, his black and white eyes looked at people quietly, with a sense of suffocating despair:

"After the craniotomy, you may lose consciousness and become a vegetable."

"..."

"Deep coma, loss of consciousness, hemiplegia."

"..."

Given smiled and shook his head: "Take medicine if you can take medicine. I don't have surgery."

She took out a plastic bag of medicine from the desk drawer, got up to get a cup of hot water, and swallowed the pills with her head up.

Given's facial features are beautiful, like a beauty in a painting, he is quiet and silent, and his eyes are particularly moving.She was still the same as before, sitting there with her back straight, and her sitting posture was almost stiff.His long curly hair was thick and black, making his skin as white as snow. If it wasn't for his rosy lips, he would look bloodless and lifeless from the cold.

Her skin is very fair, but it's not the same white as Jiang Cha's.Ginger tea is warm, pink and white like a girl, like peach petals, always slightly flushed and full of vitality.Given's is cold and white, like ice cubes, even in hot weather, he doesn't sweat much, and his face has no complexion at all.

She pushed back the curly hair that blocked her view, and said softly:

"I feel better now."

"Then, have you talked to Jiang Cha?"

Xu Qingzhu asked softly.

"No."

Given thought for a while, and said, "Let her film with peace of mind. She won't be able to help much if she knows."

"Too."

When Xu Qingzhu chatted with her, he always felt that there was a heavy dead breath, which made people unable to breathe.

Even Given is always smiling slightly.

She stood up: "I have something to do, let's go first."

As soon as the door was closed, Given frowned tightly, and her straight back seemed to have collapsed in an instant, and she could only hold on to the table, weak and weak.

The eyes are straight.

For several seconds, she couldn't see anything.

"Xiao Ji asked a lot about your past."

Jiang Cha stopped washing the dishes, stared blankly, and raised her eyes: "What did she ask?"

A drop of rain fell with a patter and slowly slid down the window pane.

The dusk like a dream, like an old photo, with an ambiguous, old-fashioned feeling.The dim yellow light penetrated through the window glass, swallowing the darkness of the house bit by bit.

She was wearing a pure white cotton nightdress, her long hair was like satin, thick and soft, hanging down to her slender waist.People are in the rising stage of their careers, so they are more energetic.Ginger Tea's red lips are slightly curved, and her eyes are bright, always smiling.

These days, Jiang Cha is filming in the crew, and slowly getting into the mood, making great progress every day, everything is going well.

Only one thing.

She still remembered that day Givenchy ordered her to read those books inexplicably.

It seems that everything after the divorce is planned in an orderly manner, and even the plan is too detailed. It's not like planning a divorce, but rather...

Jiang Cha was startled.

However, this thought was only for a moment, and it passed by in a flash.

Her mother Jiang Yuanwen smiled, and while carefully washing the baby vegetables in the basket, she babbled; "She asked what you were like when you were a child. I showed her the photos saved in the phone."

Jiang Cha blinked.

"What photos?"

When Jiang Cha was a child, her parents forced her to cut off the boy's head for a period of time, saying that it was strong and easy to support, so she kept a short hairy cut for a long time.That was the low point of her appearance.At that time, I was about four or five years old, playing outside all day, and my skin was a little tanned.It can be said to be the most ugly period of life.

Jiang Cha's fair fingers curled up, thinking, it must be those photos.

Jiang Yuanwen wiped the water off his hands with a towel, squeezed the phone out of his pocket and handed it to Jiang Cha: "Here, you can look it up yourself. You were beautiful when you were young, chubby, like a doll."

Jiang Yuanwen glanced at her, quite dissatisfied, then complained with a smile:

"When you grow up, you get longer and thinner."

Turning over the ginger tea, his face became hot immediately.

Photos from a long time ago.

Cradle, toddler, meaty like mochi.

Scroll down slowly, and there are really photos from that time!

Slightly dark, like a little boy, there are more than one.

This is called "pretty"?

Jiang Cha's eyes darkened, and her cheeks were slightly hot, she blurted out: "Mom, you don't pick better-looking ones either!"

"You're quite particular." Jiang Yuanwen laughed: "You've been together for so long, you're already old married couples, you still care about these things—"

Ginger tea is without a word.

There is no way to explain it.

Her mother knew that she and Givenchy had been together a long time ago, but she didn't know the cause and effect.

Ginger Tea washed another bowl and asked while flushing:

"What else did she ask?"

Jiang Yuanwen said leisurely:

"She also asked when you came out. How did you find out that you like girls."

Jiang Cha's heart skipped a beat.

She had a bad feeling.

Jiang Yuanwen turned her head and smiled slightly: "I said, you used to like a little girl who grew up with you, and even wrote a diary for her, which was discovered by me and your father."

Jiang Cha bit the corner of her lip and covered her face, feeling unwell.

At that time, a kind of diary with faint prints on the pages was popular, and Jiang Cha also collected some, and secretly wrote some hypocritical words on it, most of which were related to Bai Yihan.After finishing writing, she hid it in the interlayer of the bookcase. As a result, her behavior was too sloppy and her mother discovered it.

Discovery is also discovery.

It's all in the past.

But how can those tell Givenchy?

Jiang Cha became anxious immediately, a thin layer of pink appeared on her snow-white cheeks, her red lips trembled, half angry and half ashamed: "How can I tell her this?"

"Why not?"

Jiang Yuanwen was washing the vegetable leaves, and said in a gentle voice, "You young people, don't always keep it a secret. What can't you talk about."

"..."

"She's still okay."

Jiang Yuanwen smiled, and said softly: "After I go back with your father, you two will get along well."

Given should know that the girl her mother was talking about was Bai Yihan.

But so what if she knew?

Jiang Cha thought in her heart, if Given knew it, she would just laugh it off, after all, she didn't have any other feelings for her, she didn't care at all.

The drizzle was falling again outside the window, and the sun was shining, warm and humid.

Jiang Cha raised her eyes, staring at the rain screen in a daze.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-1000:43:11~2020-05-1023:42:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: the cabbage is not delicious, Yu Han, and one professional passing by;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles at the age of three; 5 bottles of oranges;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!