Double Bracelets

Wang Chanyue was not in a hurry to leave, in fact she wanted to stay in Shanghai for a while.Fu Yiheng went back to Shanxi, and he left very early.Without Fu Yiheng, it seemed that she couldn't stay in Beiping, so why not go south and go home for the New Year.Fu Yiheng saw through her mind, so he comforted her and said, you might as well go back to Shanghai and have a look at your Jiang family sister.

In fact, she was very beautiful in her heart, the second elder brother was going to be the son-in-law of the Fu family this year, and she and Fu Yiheng were relatives.But according to her seniority, she would call Fu Yiheng an aunt instead, so she felt that she was at a loss.After all, she never regarded Fu Yiheng as an elder on weekdays.But no matter what, she would be happy to have another layer of connection.After returning to Shanghai, she found that the Wang family's house had become very empty since Wang Jiyue left, and the idle air occupied people's space everywhere. Although the whole house was guarded by servants, it seemed to have cooled down suddenly. She felt 1 Can't stand for a minute.Fortunately, I made an appointment with Jiang Xijie, so I hurried out while the weather was okay.

She and Jiang Xijie made an appointment at the coffee shop at two o'clock in the afternoon.I saw Jiang Xijie coming from a distance wearing a gray knee-length woolen coat. The length of her hair has not changed since she left. It must have been taken care of—at least the traces of the perm are still there, and now it is just a slightly curvy casual hair. put. "Sister Jiang!!" She waved and shouted after many people, Jiang Xijie saw her, nodded to her, and smiled.

Wang Chanyue felt that this smile was very mature and quite charming, but it was a bit more melancholy than Fu Yiheng's usual smile.On a sunny afternoon, Fu Yiheng once held a cup of tea in the study of the courtyard house of the Fu family and said to her, "That girl from the Jiang family, your sister Jiang, I grew up under my watch. She used to be a The wild girl in Shangfang Jiewa doesn't look like a daughter at all. Her father doted on her. Later I went abroad. The last time Yuanying got married, I saw her again. Ah, she is so beautiful. One pick Her eyebrows are full of heroism, and her smile is full of charm and charm. She looks so charming." At that time, she deliberately teased Fu Yiheng, "Compared with you, are you prettier or her prettier?" She also knew , the two are clearly not the same type of woman.

Fu Yiheng looked at her almost with a smile, raised his hand to take a sip of tea, and made her wait for a long time without giving an answer.

"Oh, I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are getting more and more out of sorts. I said that you are an elf in European novels, but they still don't believe it. If you say that you are Peter Pan, if they want to see it now, they have to believe it." Jiang Xijie is alive He came over and pulled her to look at her for a long time before going in the door arm in arm.If the two of them are in the same mind, at this moment, they can find that they are both thinking about the same thing for this action.After all, it should be Wang Jiyue who held hands with Jiang Xijie in this position and had a close and tacit understanding.

Ah, Wang Jiyue.

"Are you okay in Peiping? I don't have any news about you either. I can only hear from hearsay." "I'm fine, thanks to the hard work I've learned before, and now I can keep up without much effort." "That's good, too. It's not in vain for you to work so hard. Think about taking you to Beiping... yes, does that little aunt of the Fu family still have contact with you?" "Yes, we see each other every week. Let's play together, together Chatting and drinking..." Wang Chanyue thought of the moment of life and death some time ago, she was startled, her vigilance rose, and her logical thinking recovered from the excitement of meeting: "Didn't my sister tell you?"

The entire Wang family thought that they should have been in private contact all the time.Yes, neither of them said anything.

Wang Chanyue's words sounded like a temptation, like a little hand who went to dig eggs from the chicken coop for the first time, not knowing whether to enter or retreat.Jiang Xijie knew that she was going to be seen through, and she didn't feel ashamed when she thought about it, she just felt sad: "No. She doesn't tell me this... You know she doesn't talk much, and she doesn't write long letters, they just say things for fun something." Wang Chanyue did not suspect him, she nodded lightly and said, "That's right, she never told her family members what she told you."

Yes, you are quite unique to me.Whether it was before or now.

Wang Chanyue hadn't seen her for a long time, she was full of curiosity, one question after another.Jiang Xijie was so thirsty that it took her a long time to get a break to drink coffee. She wondered how the Fu family's little aunt usually endured it: this child learned fluent Cantonese and swishing speed in Guangzhou, and she was curious. Heavy and quick-witted, he can ask questions like a machine gun. "Do you always talk to that aunt of the Fu family like this?" "Yes, why? Isn't it good?" Wang Chanyue said that she hasn't disliked me yet. Could it be that I really did something wrong?She also knows that sometimes when she is excited, her speech speed can catch up with the speed of her brain and become too fast. Others often can't keep up, and she is very rude. "It's not too bad. I knew you were like this before. As a friend... I don't think so much. It's just that you ask so fast and I can't stand it." Hearing the words, both of them smiled, Wang Chanyue Said: "No, she didn't. Either she read half of the story and knew what I was going to say, or she just looked at me with a smile in her eyes, which made me feel hairy, and then started to make up and add questions."

"That's really smart. I will deal with you like this in the future." "Sister Jiang! I hate it!"

Yes, it's like when we two talked before.

"Is your family celebrating the New Year in Guangzhou this year?" "Yeah, everyone is going. It is said that Shanghai may be very cold this year, and my sister is too lazy to come back. Well, she is too. But she will be back soon." Jiang Xijie squeezed out a very Smiled politely to Wang Chanyue, "That's fine. I'm afraid she'll get used to staying in Hong Kong for a while, and come back to freeze her." "Did my sister tell you when she's going back to Shanghai?" "She..." This is good, "She hasn't made up her mind, for the time being. She didn't mention it to me." Wang Chanyue was a little depressed, "She didn't mention it to you, nor to us. Going to Hong Kong is like a different person."

is it?

Farewell to Wang Chanyue, Jiang Xijie actually has something else to do.I received Kitterlin's urn that day, but it cannot be buried, it must be stored in a place.She had no choice but to buy a wooden box, put the urn in it, and put it in her house—of course she didn't think there was anything, it was Kitterlin after all.But Kitterlin's legacy, though not much, has a lot to do with it.She has to hand over to the nuns of the church today.

When she returned to the villa in the middle of the night that day, she knelt in front of the bookshelf and cried loudly.It was useless for Jiang Xize to come and hug her from behind, as if she came back here to mourn for this lonely wanderer from northern Europe.She wasn't just crying for Kitterlin, she didn't understand, maybe she was crying for others, including herself.From then on, she felt that she had completely entered a desperate situation where no one could understand and no one could confide in. If Wang Jiyue also gave up reaching out to her for help, and instead accelerated her escape, her long life would be nothing but night.

She was always afraid that even if she and Wang Jiyue went on, they would have the same ending, the same separation, hurt, and nothing.Or if you don't go on, you tie yourself up and stay in the dark, and live well with a dead heart.It turns out that no matter how you choose, it's just a choice between two evils that is barely bearable.

That night she cried very tiredly, as if pouring out all the pain accumulated in her body for a year.Jiang Xize couldn't comfort her, so he walked to the door, in case any neighbors were frightened by her cries and came to check.Later, I was really afraid that she would cry out and get sick, so I used to hold my sister in my arms and stroke her head, just like when I was a child.She thought that her crying had stopped, probably because she was tired, but she didn't expect her to say, "Second brother, where is there a coffee machine and coffee beans in the kitchen, please make me a cup, and I will give it to her and sort out her belongings."He asked her are you not sleeping?She said she would not sleep, and I would accompany her until dawn.So the brother and sister brought a cup of coffee each, turned on a light, and sat in the room that still had the scent of the master.Jiang Xize lit a cigarette and put it beside the ashtray.Jiang Xijie saw him and smiled at him to express her gratitude. "I don't know what brand she smokes," "Don't worry, she won't choose."

Today, when she arrived at the house full of her memories, the nun was already waiting at the door.She and the nuns checked the items on the list one by one, and the remaining young nuns and volunteers moved out one by one.Soon there were only a few books and a few things left in the empty room, which Jiang Xijie wanted to keep.Mammy bowed to her, thanked her, and then said, Xijie, I will leave you the French press in the kitchen, and I will send it back again.There's a little coffee powder left, maybe enough for your cup of coffee.

After Jiang Xijie thanked the nanny and sent them away, she went to make coffee and sat on the floor stand, looking at the few books and relics.She kept Maugham's "The Veil", because this book was the most read and the oldest by Kitterlin, and there were many annotations. She was afraid that these annotations hiding the story would be read, so she had to keep it herself.There are sundries in a bamboo box at hand, which contains several ticket stubs, perhaps from Broadway; there is also an old black and white photo of Kitterlin and Eileen.

How young two people are, smiling at the camera with their arms around each other's waist.

Most afraid of being confident and self-righteous, without knowing it.

During the Chinese New Year, after dinner, she poured herself a glass of brandy before heading into the house.Zhao's mother thought she was going to drink again, so she started yelling, stopping her from going upstairs while yelling.She had no choice but to say, just one cup, I'll have a second cup, can you sew my mouth shut?I have no wine hidden in the house.Only then was he allowed to go upstairs.

She walked up to the wooden box, took a sip by herself, held it in her mouth, then lightly touched the wooden box with the wine glass, thinking silently, cheer.

Cheer.

I spend the New Year with you.

"Only we can give up, and no one can force it." These words lingered in his ears, and Jiang Xijie began to hesitate whether to go to Hong Kong to chase Wang Jiyue back.After all, there is only one life like this, and it is better to be sure now than to regret later.Otherwise, she doesn't want to live a life tortured by regret every day.The sandalwood box in the room is also like a silent reminder, like Kitterlin's smile.After the fifth day of the new year, Jiang Tongmin ran to Guangzhou again, saying that he wanted to find Chen Jitang if he had something to do.The whole family doesn't care about him, because he's only fifteen.Jiang Xijie didn't intend to answer, as if the foreign firm was trying to squeeze her, she started to go to work on the eighth day of the eighth day, and was informed on the ninth day that she might need to go to the Hong Kong headquarters in summer.Others congratulate her, thinking that she is really developed.She didn't think that this kind of news was dumbfounding for her - if Wang Jiyue was in Hong Kong, would you see him or not?If you go there and you're not there, and you have a time difference, wouldn't you jump into the Pearl River angrily?

Not yet, and the news is uncertain.Just after the fifteenth day, when she got off work and was sitting in the room silently talking to Kitterlin, Mama Zhao came up to her in a panic and told her, "It's a big deal, miss! The second master is sick in Guangzhou! It's urgent! It's already gone!" Into the hospital! Someone from Guangzhou told you and the fourth young master to go there quickly!"

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