Shanghai morning

In the dead of night, Wang Yao went home quietly, Wanwan must have fallen asleep at this moment, he told her to make dinner by herself in the morning, I don't know if this girl has eaten.

Before entering the door, Wang Yao was blocked by a big man at the stairway, suddenly saw a figure, even if Wang Yao didn't believe in ghosts or gods, he was also taken aback.

"What are you doing? The cat is trying to scare people to death in the middle of the night?" Wang Yao reprimanded in a low voice.

"Why are you back so late?" Ivan asked, blinking in the darkness.

"I have a job, can I be the same as an idler like you?" Wang Yao gave Iwan a white look, regardless of whether the other party could see it or not.

"What kind of work needs to be done so late? You are not a joker on the street!" Ivan obviously didn't believe it.

Wang Yao became angry: "Don't speak so harshly! Can you control what I do?"

"Okay, okay, it has nothing to do with me," Ivan quickly waved his hand, "You should think about how to hide Wanwan from it."

Since then, Ferry has been looking for Wang Yao on average twice a week. It may be okay to use the excuse of work two or three times, but it is impossible not to come home late or go out on Sundays so frequently without arousing Wanwan's suspicion. When Yao came back, he always had a depressed and embarrassed expression on his face, as if he had been insulted.Even Xiaotai, who is not very good at observing words and expressions, found something was wrong, and asked Wang Yao if he was being used up outside.Recently, Xiaotai came to Xiaoyue more frequently. He had saved some hard-earned money and was discussing with Xiaoyue about proposing marriage.

Wanwan questioned Wang Yao many times, but Wang Yao dealt with it vaguely.

"Brother, what are you doing? You go out early and come back late all day long!"

"Didn't I tell you, I've been very busy with work recently."

"Why are you so busy all of a sudden?"

"It's not until the end of the year, it's the busiest time."

"It's not like this in previous years, is it?"

"This year is different... This year is not good, and Jardine Matheson just left a big God of Wealth... Oh, I don't understand what you are a girl!" When it comes to this, Wang Yao always prevaricates He was busy sending Wanwan to study, but he could see that Wanwan didn't believe his reason more and more.

One cold and humid morning, Ivan sat in front of the small transom in the attic and wrote. He frowned before writing a few lines, rolled up the manuscript paper and threw it into the wastebasket. After studying the sentence carefully, he tore up the manuscript paper irritably.Ivan hates the winter in Shanghai, the damp and stuffy air is always so sticky and unpleasant.

Unable to write anything, Ivan simply put down his pen and opened the window to look at it—anyway, the temperature inside and outside is as low as it is.It was also a coincidence that he saw Wang Yao who had just returned home being blocked by the landlady. Ivan suddenly remembered that it was the end of the month again. The attic is cheaper than other people's houses.

Ivan thought that Wang Yao should be scolded again this time. He waited for the landlady's attack with the idea of ​​watching the excitement, but to his surprise, Wang Yao just took out the money and put it into the landlady's fat hand with an ugly expression. The landlady also seemed to be unbelievable, she put the coin that Wang Yao offered as an offering into her mouth and bit it, then left awkwardly, and looked back suspiciously at the end.Ivan also felt weird, he ran down the stairs to meet Wang Yao.

Wang Yao obviously didn't want to see Ivan, he frowned and wanted to go around him, but the stairs were only so wide, Ivan stretched his long arms across and blocked the way with his tall body.

"Get out of the way, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you!" Wang Yao waved his hand annoyed.

Ivan asked with a playful smile: "Isn't your business not doing well recently? Why do you have spare money to give subsidies to employees?"

Wang Yao turned his eyes away and said, "The salary I just received."

"I don't believe you are rich. You paid your salary in advance last month, so how can you not be in short supply now?" Ivan folded his hands and waited for Wang Yao's answer.

Wang Yao was evasive: "I strangled it this month..."

"You can stretch it out? It's not the waistband!" Ivan tugged on the waistband of his trousers.

"I'm frugal, I didn't add winter clothes to Wanwan..." Wang Yao was forced to a corner, and suddenly became annoyed, "Do I have to report to you? What kind of green onion are you!" After saying that, he pushed Ivan away. Go back to the house.

One thing Wang Yao didn't lie, there are indeed many things at the end of the year, and now he is entangled in a lot of work every day during the day, although he is tired, it can temporarily stop him from thinking about the annoying private work at night.Recently, Honda Ju didn't come to him again, and he didn't want to take the initiative to date that guy who disgusted him, but whenever he was about to forget Honda Ju, he would suddenly receive a small gift. This happened twice: just now If he accidentally breaks a pen, a brand new pen will appear on his desk the next day in a package; occasionally he picks up a ribbon for women's hair in a grocery store, and the one he touched soon Ribbon will be clipped in the envelope to send him.Although he seldom met, Honda seemed to know him well, and Wang Yao hated this feeling, as if he was naked in front of Honda.

So today when the clerk handed over an envelope to Wang Yao, he was nervous all over his body, but the English on the envelope relieved his tension and raised his doubts——Honda Ju wrote to him in Chinese, and the handwriting was so neat and rigid, And the font on this envelope can be described as flamboyant, scribbled like a bunch of messy lines.Tear open the envelope, shake out the letter paper inside, there are only two sentences on it, and quickly scan it, Wang Yao's expression changes from nervous to soothing, and finally smiles unconsciously.

The letter was from Al, who invited Wang Yao to spend Christmas with him.

Christmas is the most important festival for Westerners, even more important than the Western New Year.Wang Yao didn't like foreign festivals. He didn't like to go near the church when he was in Beijing. Occasionally, he would walk around when he saw foreign monks called "missionaries". If you are a Buddha, if you eat fast and chant Buddha all your life, will you not have a good death when you arrive?But in Shanghai, due to the vast concession, Western festivals are more important, and the atmosphere is not inferior to traditional Chinese festivals.Not only foreigners, but fashionable young Chinese men and women also follow suit. Wearing western clothes is nothing, and celebrating foreign festivals is of course indispensable. Many people even take pride in believing in foreign religions, and regard non-religious folks as trash the savages.To praise a girl who believes in Western religions, one cannot say that she descends to earth like a fairy, but that she is as beautiful as an angel, although Wang Yao doubts whether the gods of Westerners will accept angels made in China.

What surprised Wang Yao was that Al actually wanted to spend Christmas with him. Shouldn't this festival be with family members?Thinking of Al's family, Wang Yao's heart sank. As Arthur's half-brother, how much does Al like his half of the family?

Tonight I have an appointment with Ferry again, and when it's time to get off work, Ferry came to pick up Wang Yao on time.Ever since the first time in Ferry's car, Wang Yao begged Ferry to drive more slowly, and Ferry kindly agreed. Since then, Wang Yao no longer felt that he would spit out his guts. I just feel like I'm going to spit out half of my guts.

The number of visits to Ferry's house was too many, and Wang Yao occasionally had the opportunity to run into Roderich, but Rhodes never spoke to him.Perhaps in the eyes of Rhodes, Wang Yao is the same as their Chinese servant Yun Jian, perhaps not as good as Yun Jian.Although he knew he was impolite, Wang Yao couldn't help but look at Rhodes a few more times, watching him speak harshly to Luther in German with a cold and beautiful face, and then "bang" himself without looking back. into the piano room.After that, there will be fast-paced music coming out of it, as if venting emotions.Luther would stand at the door and talk to Rhodes through the door, but there was usually no response from inside.

Now Wang Yao is no longer ashamed of being naked, but only when facing Fei Li alone, once Yun Jian suddenly came in, although he hastily apologized and quickly withdrew, Wang Yao still jumped up in fright as if he was electrocuted Cover yourself.

Today Wang Yao felt very tired. At the beginning, because of shame, even if it was tiring to maintain a position for three hours, he would always stay awake.But with gradual adaptation and gradual trust in the Ferry family, Wang Yao is no longer so nervous as a hamster.Once the spirit is relaxed, fatigue will sweep over. Wang Yao gradually feels unable to open his eyes, and the tree-shaped chandelier on the ceiling becomes more and more blurred. A trace of sobriety.

Ferry was painting with his heart when he suddenly noticed that Wang Yao's posture had changed. The leg that was originally propped up slipped onto the knee of the other leg. His half-clenched fingers let go, curled up slightly in the most natural state, and closed his eyes. The long eyelashes covered the crevices of the eyelids, and the whole person was as peaceful as a martyr on an altar.

"Huh? It's late!" Ferry said to himself, "I was negligent!"

The next morning, Yun Jian opened the heavy curtains of the bedroom, letting the first ray of sunlight into the dark room.

Wang Yao struggled to wake up from his sleep, he felt so comfortable that he didn't want to face the dawn so quickly at all.Thick mattresses and soft bedding and pillows are like a warm and generous embrace, making it hard to leave.But Wang Yao didn't wander in Wenrou Township for too long, he suddenly regained consciousness, was horrified to find himself sleeping in a strange place, and immediately sat up reflexively.

Yun Jian by the window turned around and smiled at him: "Good morning, Mr. Wang!"

"What's going on here?" Wang Yao couldn't figure out the situation for a while.

Yun Jian explained with a smile: "You fell asleep in the studio last night, and Mr. Beschmid carried you here."

"What?" Wang Yao looked at himself in fright. He was actually wearing a set of pajamas that were too big, half of his shoulders were exposed outside the neckline.

"That's Mr. Beschmidt's pajamas, he put it on for you." Yunjian said, "I didn't follow beside you rudely at that time, you can rest assured."

Wang Yao's face was pale, and now he really lost a bit of dignity.

Yun Jian added: "This is Mr. Beschmidt's room. Since the guest room was not cleaned up, he gave up his room to you and went to sleep on the sofa in the study."

Putting back on his clothes mechanically, Wang Yao walked down the stairs like a wooden man.In the living room, Luther was chatting with Rhodes, and Rhodes had a rare smile.

He has a beautiful smile.

Seeing Wang Yao coming downstairs, Luther politely said good morning: "Morning, we are discussing what to prepare for the Christmas dinner, and both my brother and Isa will come - Rhodes and my brother have completely different tastes, I always I don’t know how to take care of their stomachs at the same time!”

Wang Yao chuckled and couldn't help joking: "Is your own stomach not important?"

Luther covered his stomach: "As long as the two of them are satisfied, my stomach will not be uncomfortable."

Looking at Luther's appearance, Wang Yao recalled his usual connivance and helplessness towards Wanwan. Every time he faced Wanwan, he would have the same expression as Luther, right?Thinking of this, a sweet smile appeared on his face.

"Yao, may I ask—" Luther's voice interrupted Wang Yao's reverie, "If you don't mind, I would like to invite you to Christmas, is that okay?"

Wang Yao looked at Luther in surprise, this tall German man blushed a little shyly.

"Sorry," Wang Yao shook his head regretfully, "I already have an appointment."

"So that's the case, of course we should abide by the first appointment." Luther also said with a little disappointment.

It was getting late, and Wang Yao needed to rush to work. He declined Luther's suggestion to drive him away, because Rhodes, who had obviously been silent all this time, wanted to spend this quiet morning with Luther alone.

Walking out the door, Wang Yao found that the door of Luther's house had already been hung with a Christmas evergreen ring decorated with red ribbons and golden bells, which was so lovely and lovely.