Double Bracelets

Although Jiang Xijie didn't like it in her heart, she couldn't tell what it was like, and she couldn't tell what was wrong.After listening to the professor's comments and compliments in a daze, he just went out and met Dr.Kitterlin who was coming home again.The two greeted each other with a smile, and the tall blond woman patted her on the shoulder very friendly, so she could only smile stiffly.When the palm hit her shoulder, she tensed all her muscles.

In fact, Wang Jiyue did the same in the morning.After the exam yesterday, when Jiang Xijie went to the toilet, Kitterlin said to her, I have thought about the question you asked me last time, but I can’t finish it in a while, or you can come to me tomorrow and find me ?

The question is not a big one, and the truth has nothing to do with logic, but I just think that this blonde woman is very friendly, and for Wang Jiyue, who has always been a bit shy, she is the right or the only one who can ask questions.The professor was willing to answer, and Wang Jiyue was naturally grateful, and agreed without thinking.Speaking of which, there are so many professors in Hujiang University, both Chinese and foreign, and she likes this Kitterlin the most when she just came here for a semester.Her voice is very gentle, with a high-pitched tone in the softness, a little bit of Shanghai dialect.

Kitterlin has a typical Nordic face, with high nose and deep eyes, sea blue eyes and golden hair. When he smiles, he is very moving.Except that the Chanel No. [-] perfume that never leaves her body is occasionally too strong, she is simply Athena in the minds of students.In addition, the lectures are easy to understand, and she is friendly and gentle to the students. No one doesn't like her.Wang Jiyue is also very much loved by her, and the answers in class seem to be that only Wang Jiyue in the whole grade can understand her exquisite heart.After these two comings and goings, Wang Jiyue naturally developed a feeling of admiration for her.

For such a professor at a church school, Wang Jiyue in her eyes is just a very smart student.When it comes to smartness, of course Jiang Xijie should also be included.But Jiang Xijie is too clever, she prefers the steady Wang Jiyue. "I prefer" these three words came to mind, so on the day Wang Jiyue came to see her, Kitterlin prepared all the food and drink at home, making Wang Jiyue almost think that she came at the wrong time—could this be afternoon tea?After answering Wang Jiyue's question, the two of them chattered about everyday things. When it came to cultural differences, Kitterlin's calm and open attitude and gentle voice made Wang Jiyue let go of her defenses rarely, and she shared a lot of her own opinions.During the joyful conversation, Wang Jiyue couldn't help but her thoughts fluttered.

To be honest, when it comes to the beauties she has seen since she was a child, there are only three people who can make her have an unforgettable memory, and I still feel pity for seeing them. There are only three people, Jiang Xijie, Guo Wanying, and this Kitterlin.And it may be because Kitterlin is always a foreign race, but it is more impressive and conspicuous. When Kitterlin was speaking, to show respect, Wang Jiyue relaxed her gaze and looked into the other's eyes.Looking at it, her eyes would inevitably drift after a long time, so she began to look at her facial features.It's like appreciating the beauty of the blonde woman as carefully as I once admired Jiang Xijie's quiet sleeping face.The nose is really high, and the tip of the nose is like the Himalayas.Those lake-blue eyeballs are like the fjords in Norway written in the book.She should be close to forty years old, with slender limbs and elegant demeanor. Although the fine lines at the corners of her eyes cannot be concealed when she smiles, she is also charming.

Perhaps it was because she had never been in contact with such a person since she was a child, and Wang Jiyue was unconsciously obsessed with this beauty.

Halfway through the conversation between the two, Prof. Jonathan next door came to look for someone, leaving Wang Jiyue alone in the room.After waiting for a long time, Wang Jiyue got up and picked up a book to read, which was "The Picture of Dorian Gray" by Oscar Wilde.This book should be Kitterlin's favorite treasure. Not only are the pages yellow, but there are also many comments on it, some of which are textual research and some seem to be the mood of the reader at the time.Wang Jiyue just flipped through a page casually but was fascinated by it.Just seeing the part where the protagonist Gray invites Lord Henry to watch "Romeo and Juliet", there is a sentence written on the margin, Wang Jiyue has not had time to finish it, when the familiar scent of perfume hits from behind, a pair of slender hands landed on her shoulders .

Kitterlin lowered his head and asked her, does it look good?

She didn't know whether she felt that she had peeped into other people's secrets, or that she had broken through Jiu Yuan's secret, but a feeling of shame and embarrassment rose up high and pressed against Wang Jiyue's throat, making her not know what to say.Still alive, Kitterlin's thumb was still rubbing her shoulder lightly, and goosebumps arose all of a sudden.With her head down, she seemed to be admiring Wang Jiyue's profile while waiting for the student's answer.

Wang Jiyue didn't know what happened afterwards, she just felt that her shoulders were burning, and her muscles were tensing up. She talked to people inappropriately, and then hurried away when the time came.

The line she didn't have time to read was written, dear Linda, I still remember the days when we watched plays together in Manhattan and the West End, and it seemed like that was when I discovered my love for you, it was so strong, so cannot extricate themselves. . .

Wang Jiyue was originally a person who lacked interest in other people's private affairs, and there was nothing she could do about it. Instead, she was the center of the whirlpool of gossip since she was a child.But after reading that passage, her curiosity was aroused: Who is that Linda?Isn't it a female name? Kitterlin said she loved her?ah?So where is that Linda now? Why did Kitterlin come back here?

It was as if she had met the real, or reborn, Sappho.Thinking of the way Kitterlin looked at her today, it felt strange, like a hand, caressing every inch of her body gently and gently.

Think of a little panic, but also a little strange unknown feelings.

"Did you go to Kitterlin's place today?" Wang Jiyue, who was in a trance just after hearing the voice, was frightened, turned her head and looked, and it was naturally Jiang Xijie. "...Well. Last time I asked her a question, she answered it for me." "Do you still need to go to her dormitory for the answer?"

The visitor sat down next to her in a bad tone, but immediately changed his tone, "What's wrong with you? You don't look well?" Jiang Xijie looked at her face, why did she just go to Kitterlin's dormitory?She was fine when she went out, it was the demure and decent Wang Jiyue, why did she turn into a dull-looking guy when she returned to the dormitory?

No matter how much she wanted to ask about Wang Jiyue's various details at Kitterlin, she couldn't open her mouth in such a situation—interrogating weak and pitiful girls has never been bullying, hard, fearful, soft, Jiang Xijie's forte, she can deal with shrews but not little girls .It just so happened that Wang Jiyue sneezed three times in a row at this time, "Yo, yo, look, you have caught a cold. Have you eaten yet?" Wang Jiyue shook her head, "Then let's go eat and wear more. Go out early in the morning Must have caught a cold..."

So she opened the wardrobe familiarly, took out a thick shawl and put it on Wang Jiyue.Then he walked to the front and tugged at the hem, his fingertips gently slid across Wang Jiyue's hands.

However, Wang Jiyue suddenly grabbed her wrist as if shocked.For a while, the two looked at each other, but couldn't say a word.

There was no sound from all around.Jiang Xijie's inexplicable eyes looked innocent.However, she didn't say a word, she just stared at Wang Jiyue, her suspicious and surprised eyes.So deep, it seems that I have never seen it through, and I will never be able to see it through.Because of this impenetrability and mystery, she sometimes feels terrified and sometimes fascinated.

With the winter vacation approaching, Jiang Xijie and Wang Jiyue made an appointment to go back to Suzhou with her first.Play for three to five days before returning to Shanghai.Wang Jiyue agreed a long time ago, so it was too late to regret it.The two went home to rest for a few days, and took Xu Ma back to Suzhou in the afternoon three days before the winter solstice.

"When I was a child, I only heard about Lingering Garden, and I thought it was your house..." Jiang Xijie walked in and looked around, "It's really like this!" The servants carried their luggage and looked at Jiang Xijie respectfully, but they were full of Suzhou. Even Jiang Xijie couldn't understand the words. "... After all, our family's old house. The Wang family has lived here for generations. But it has been passed down to grandpa, and the uncle is doing business outside. Although the house is big, there are not many people who live there on weekdays." The Wang family's old house is in Mudu Town, and Yan's family is two streets away.Wang Jiyue herself felt that this old house was of course not as beautiful as the Yan family's, but simple and generous. "You... just live in this room." Wang Jiyue took Jiang Xijie to her small yard, and suddenly smiled self-mockingly, "There are few people living in the house, and I can occupy the entire yard by myself. This thing The wing rooms on both sides are empty, if you don't like this one, you can change to the opposite side."

Jiang Xijie thought to herself, what's the point of changing the opposite side?Looking left and right, I feel that Wang Jiyue's room is the largest anyway. This kind of old-fashioned house must have a couch, right? "If you have to clean it up to make room for me, it's such a hassle. I'll sleep in your room. Give me a couch and I'll be able to sleep." Wang Jiyue was angry and funny, "I've treated you badly, you golden branch and jade leaf. What can I pay Mr. Jiang for? Who just let you sleep on the couch, there is a bed for the maids, you can just sleep there." I said to myself that wherever you sleep, you have to clean it.

Mrs. Wang went to the temple to offer incense, and said she would stay in the temple for a vegetarian meal at noon.Jiang Xijie asked curiously, which temple did you go to?Is it Hanshan Temple? "No, it's Lingyan Temple." Wang Jiyue replied lightly, with a look of dissatisfaction between her brows and eyes.Anyway, she doesn't like her mother's way of ignoring the family and the outside world because she believes in Buddhism. She looks like a layman, even a hermit. After all, she still has something to do with Master Zhenda, alas. . .

Seeing her annoyed expression, Jiang Xijie didn't dare to say more.Fortunately, the butler came over at this time, and the two sat down to eat.It is rare that the sun is warm in winter today, Wang Jiyue is planning whether to take Jiang Xijie to Taihu Lake this afternoon?It will be too cold if the weather gets cloudy in two days.

"Do you want to go to Taihu Lake?" "Of course I want to! I have seen the Huangpu River since I came to the south. It is rare to be free now, and I am willing to just take me on a black-topped boat!" Jiang Xijie was hungry, and at this time she was enjoying eating a table of home-cooked dishes. In fact, she still had the idea of ​​asking Wang Jiyue to take her around the south of the Yangtze River, but it was hard to talk because her mouth was full of food.At this time, a servant came over and whispered a few words into Wang Jiyue's ear. Jiang Xijie saw her expression change, and before she had time to ask what was the matter—it seems that learning Jiangnan dialect is really necessary—she saw a woman dressed in plain clothes. come over.

She wasn't stupid either, she knew that it was Mrs. Wang when she saw the way the servant surrounded her.

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