Hedgehog

The way I eat stewed dumplings with a straight face probably scares away many customers.

Su Ying also knew that something had happened, so she didn't dare to speak all the way, as if she had changed herself, and didn't eat much.When I got home, I couldn't bear it any longer. As soon as my car stopped, she was unfastening her seatbelt beside her. As she unfastened it, tears suddenly fell down. This woman is a good performer in crying scenes in the future, so she doesn't need to think about it.

"It's over," she blamed herself, grabbing her seat belt and crying, "I caused a catastrophe, and you were photographed."

"The two of us didn't do anything, and it's useless to take pictures. Maybe there are rumors about our affair." I looked at my phone leisurely.

"They can record, the garage is so quiet, it must have been recorded!" The woman was not stupid: "I'm really owed, I said everything, you and Lu Yan are finished!"

I was angry and funny, and I had to comfort her: "It's okay, I didn't catch a rape in bed. The conversation just now can be regarded as my crush on Lu Yan, and the toad wants to eat swan meat..."

"You are the swan meat!" Su Ying shouted angrily.

"Okay, okay, I'm a swan, and Lu Yan is a toad." Seeing that she was crying so violently, I took out some paper and handed it to her.Some people cry like other people's sleepwalking, and they cannot be interrupted halfway, otherwise the consequences will be serious.

Su Ying cried for a while, then started to panic again.

"What should I do, because... from now on, this will be the forever excuse, but it's Yan Hongming again, it doesn't matter if it's someone else..."

"Lu Yan won't let this thing explode. It won't be taken seriously if it explodes."

"Who... who cares about Lu Yan, the key is what you do!"

"I'm just a songwriter, it's okay to spread the word."

"You are not a songwriter, you... you sing so well, you will be the king of singers in the future..."

I was amused by her inexplicable confidence in me.

"It turns out that you still think of me as a potential stock. The purpose is not pure, little girl."

I thought I told a joke, but Su Ying beat her chest even more and burst into tears.She was already tall, 170, not skinny, and she wore high heels, and she kicked my car loudly while crying, and she almost kicked through the front cover of the car.I hope she won't beat her boyfriend's chest with her fist when she acts like a baby, otherwise she will be a widow.

In fact, Su Ying and I are not from the same world at all. There is a kind of primitive enthusiasm and warmth in her. To put it in a bad way, it is called worldly. Many people despise her because of this.She doesn't understand music, doesn't watch high-level movies, and likes to follow popular dog-blood dramas the most. She watched Korean dramas two years ago and still had tears in her eyes.Poor taste, messy clothes, poor manners, keen to gossip, don't know what privacy is, and have no concept of personal boundaries.

She can't hear the meaning in other people's words, just like she can't see the alienation of Lu Yan's politeness. She is the kind of person who will make noise in public or say things that shouldn't be said in front of friends. Emotional intelligence Tall people will keep her at arm's length.She will spend her youth in these hopeless pursuits, and end up with a bad reputation.

But Su Ying has Su Ying's advantages.

What she has identified, she will do it to the end with all her heart.She is one of the few beautiful girls in the entertainment industry who can suffer from the lowest level. She doesn't understand the boundaries between people, but she will treat people sincerely.She may be embarrassing for a while, but the ending will never be too bad.

It took me a long time to understand this truth.

About six years ago, I was considered an outcast by the company, and my second album was aborted. I disassembled all ten songs and sold them to Ye Xiao. I bought this house with the money, and spent the rest on drinking.For nearly half a year, Su Ying's job after filming was to search for me from bar to bar along the long street in Sanlitun, pick me up, wash me up, throw me back on the bed, and force me to eat something. .

Those days were like a big dream to me, half a year disappeared like a sleep.During the period, I woke up once. It was about September, and it was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival. At that time, my house was almost like a construction site, with cement on the walls and moonlight all over the floor. I found Su Ying sitting on my bed While crying to me, crying so sadly, I thought I was dead for a while.

She even cried so funny.

While wailing, she patted my bed and cried loudly, "...It's over! What to do, you must have taken drugs with Wen Xin and the others! How can you sing in the future! I told you not to play with them! You just don't listen ! What to do now! It's over, it's over..."

At that time, Wen Xin’s drug use was known to everyone in the circle, but Su Ying’s news was blocked, and she found out a month or two later. It happened that I often drank with Wen Xin and the others during that time, so she cried me like a mourner. a meal.

If there was no Su Ying during that time, I might have died long ago.

Before I left Huatian, Lu Yan had just been hidden by the snow, and he didn't even say hello when he saw me.When I was in Huatian, they called me Young Master, people in Huatian called me, and people outside also called me. It means that I am Yin Xi's own son, and I take it with me everywhere.Yin Xilian himself is a servant of the Nie family, so what is he talking about as his own son?

I can't remember what happened afterwards.

Time is actually a very strange thing, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, as if one second I was squatting on the side of the road at three in the morning in Beijing, Yan Hongming patted my shoulder and asked me for a fire, and the next second I was standing in the dark In the underground garage, he handed a cigarette to the person in Hongming's studio.Many things have changed, but some things have not changed. For example, Su Ying's crying appearance is really the same as before.

After seeing off Su Ying, I walked home along the stairs.

The people at Hongming Studio said that I will have a good life in the future, and when I meet a nobleman, the only "noble person" I can think of is Ji Rongfu.

I just received a text message from him in the car, three simple words: "Mr. Lin?"

I didn't reply.

I waited for him for a week, during which time I sharpened my knife countless times, and finally got his contact information. When I am angry, it is easy to act impulsively. I understand this.

After I took a shower and took a nap, it was already dusk when I woke up. I felt an inexplicable desire to move the knife, took out the sauced beef, sliced ​​half of it to eat cold, and cut the other half into cubes for the next meal.I don’t know why there is a widely circulated saying, “cut into thin slices like cicada’s wings”. To be honest, I can’t think of anything that can be cut like this except for raw ham. Even ham stew is cut into pieces.It is best to cut the beef into cubes, which can lock the sauce, otherwise it will burn.Western food has a time to wake up the meat after grilling the steak, just to take back the gravy.

While eating sliced ​​beef, I called Ji Rongfu.In fact, he is not very scary to me. After all, about a plate of beef, you should call Lu Yan when you are eating ham and fried tofu. As for Yin Xi, it must be a full banquet.

The phone rang for about five seconds and was picked up.

It was only at this time that I remembered that it depends on the time. Maybe Ji Rongfu is not off work at this time, and the phone is at the assistant's place.

"Hello." Ji Rongfu's voice was over there: "Good afternoon, Lin Sui."

There is always a little smile in his voice, but he doesn't look frivolous. He is the kind of person who is born to make people feel happy and comfortable. It's a pity that I don't have the blessing to enjoy it. Every time I call him, I have to do psychological construction.

"Good afternoon." I replied politely, "Have you had dinner, Mr. Ji? Do you have time to chat?"

He seemed to be flipping through something, and a slight female voice was telling him something, and then he answered me very gently: "I treat you, can I?"

"can."

I am also curious as to what restaurant Ji Rongfu would choose to treat his guests, who grew up among the brocade.

"Then, shall we meet at Yisong's gate later?" He asked me with a smile.

I heard the rustle of paper rubbing against each other, and I could imagine him taking the assistant's file with the phone under his shoulder.

"it is good."

I hung up the phone before realizing what I had said.

Terrible.

Killing without telling is not my style. I actually went here to ask Xingshi for his crimes. I planned to preview the bloody scene on the phone and let him prepare mentally. In the end, I was bribed after a meal. No one would believe it.

But there is still food to eat.

I combed my hair for 10 minutes, trying to go back to the cauliflower period, but in the end it was of no avail. In the rest of the time, I walked around the room three times barefoot, and finally chose a handy weapon, the one that Lu Yan gave me The guitar is on the back.

To put it nicely, I call it a fetish, but to put it almost like a material thing, I can’t help it. When I was a child, I was afraid of poverty. When I got new things, especially the more expensive ones, I wished I could carry them everywhere.I can't dress too badly with a guitar on my back, or it will hurt my guitar like a street singer.I was wearing all black, all from Vincent, probably more expensive than my guitar.

Yisong’s doorman probably saw me dressed so well for the first time in a few years, and stared at me like a torch. Of course, it might also be that he suspected that I was going to sing by the fountain, and was not sure if he should come and drive me away—— After all, I can even book a room just to eat ice cream, and it's not impossible to sell a song on a whim.

It wasn't until Ji Rongfu's car arrived that I realized that I should have come in my own car.

Because Ji Rongfu asked the driver to pick me up, it was too much like he was my benefactor.

I suspect that even his driver believed it, and his eyes were complicated when he looked at me.

I've always been the kind of person who remembers a map of a city by what it eats.The place where the driver dropped me off was in the second ring road, very close to Huguo Temple. The fried liver there was good. In fact, Yao Ji’s was better, but I didn’t like the minced garlic in it, it was too strong.

I thought that Ji Rongfu was going to treat me to western food, but the place where I got off was at the entrance of an alley, which could be seen to have been widened, but it was still quite quiet, and it was getting dark, making it even more mysterious and haunted.

It has just rained, and the leaves of the trees are covered with moisture. Ji Rongfu is tall and standing outside the car holding an umbrella. He can always wear a suit in a textbook. His shoulders are broad and his waist is narrow, and his legs are straight and long. I guess he changed It's too casual to go to work in this suit.

But I'm not qualified to say that about him, I still dress like a rock youth in a literary movie.

"Morning, Mr. Ji." I greeted him indifferently: "Waiting for someone?"

Ji Rongfu smiled tolerantly: "Waiting for you."

"What are you going to treat me to?" I was completely unaffected by his invitation: "It seems to be Chinese food."

"We'll know as soon as we go in." He led me into the alley, and suddenly he opened the umbrella and pulled my shoulder. It turned out that there was a big elm tree at the entrance of the alley, its branches and leaves drooped down, and it was full of rainwater. When it was touched, it all fell down, and it crackled on the umbrella.

It seems that Ji Rongfu often comes to this place, and he even knows where there is an ambush.

He pushed open the gate of a quadrangle courtyard with ease. This is a courtyard with two entrances. It was very dark inside. There were faint lights in the wing rooms. In the dark courtyard, silhouettes of many flowers and trees could be vaguely seen. A parrot cage was hung on the corridor. The parrot has fallen asleep.

I looked at him vigilantly: "Didn't Mr. Ji bring me here to be a thief?"

He laughed.

"Don't worry, I brought you here for dinner."