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Early the next morning, Hua Manyi was awakened by the gray sunlight outside the window, her mouth was a little sore and dry, but the wound on her shoulder hurt more.As soon as she lifted the quilt, she felt a chill. When she looked down, she realized that she was only wearing a belly/pocket and underwear, and white gauze was wrapped from the right shoulder armpit to the left shoulder. Smell the smell of alcohol disinfectant behind.

Hua Manyi covered the gauze on her chest, it was tightly wrapped, and she was still in a trance. What happened last night?She frowned, thinking carefully.

She remembered that last night she refused to be given an anesthesia, and carried it over with force, and then...she must have passed out.

Hua Manyi rubbed her temples, put her legs down on the bed, and looked around. I don't know whose room this room belongs to. The decoration is quite tasteful. She didn't have much mood to take a closer look. Her throat was very thirsty. Seeing There were teacups and tea on the coffee table, so she went straight to pour herself a drink.

Drinking one cup was not enough to quench her thirst, so she poured another cup and barely recovered. Only now did she know that leaving so much blood actually caused thirst.

Holding the tea in a ceramic teacup, Hua Manyi slowly sipped it, and walked around with great interest. There were a few Western prints hanging on the west side of the room. The content looked a bit abstract. After walking two steps, I suddenly saw a group photo framed on the wall out of the corner of my eye.

There are two women in the group photo, one is standing, the other is sitting in a wheelchair, the standing one is Gong Ma, who can get a glimpse of the young demeanor in her early 20s, as for the other, her eyebrows and eyes are similar to Gong Ma, but she is like Gong Ma Her lazy demeanor is completely different. At first glance, she felt that she was full of quality and blue heart, like a woman with poetry and bookishness in her stomach, her eyes were shallow, and her whole body exuded a touch of bookishness.

Hua Manyi looked at it for a while, she drank the tea in her hand, and was about to turn around and pour it back. When she passed a sandalwood wardrobe, the mirror on it caught her attention. It was not so much the mirror as it was her redness/swelling His mouth caught her attention.

Leaning in front of Liulijing in the closet, Hua Manyi touched her red/swollen mouth, feeling a little unbelievable. Her lips are the kind of "M" lips with lip peaks. They are neither thick nor thin, but they are painted with bright colors. Lipstick will be particularly tempting.But now, she almost couldn't tell if it was her lips, they were so swollen and even had a cut.

How ugly it is.

Hua Manyi wiped it twice, and at the moment of lightning, a vague memory flashed in her mind. She vaguely remembered that when she was taken out of the bullet last night, she bit her mouth open because of the pain.

In this way, it can be explained.

Putting the teacup away and dressing coolly, she began to feel a little cold. She glanced at a neatly folded set of clothes on the chair next to her, which should be for her.

Narrow and slender high-necked lavender shirt and jacket, with two sculpted Peter Pan lace collars on the shoulders, the lower skirt is white without embroidery, clean and white.

It seemed an age difference from the charming and elegant cheongsam, this new dress looked exactly like that of a rich lady who didn't know much about the world, but she couldn't wear the cheongsam now, after all, the cheongsam was too tight and would easily scratch the wound.

There was no other way, Hua Manyi had no choice but to put it on.

……

At Fenghai Song and Dance Hall, Gong Yangang and Fang Yu explained that Hua Manyi had something to do and couldn't come back to perform on stage.

"So Manyi is with you?" Fang Yu thought that something happened to Hua Manyi, and was worried, but when she heard that Gong Mama came to ask her for leave in person, she felt relieved, "Okay, I'll be here for a while now." No more classes for her."

Gong Yan nodded, and was about to turn around to leave, when Fang Yu stopped her hesitantly, still worried about the child, "Mother Gong, can you tell me what happened to Manyi?"

"She blocked a shot for me."

Fang Yu was startled, and then reacted, linking the news that he heard today, that there was a big tumor bandit Feng Wu in the church on North Street, and three nuns in the church died innocently, Director Zhao urgently led people to successfully suppress the bandits.

When they heard the news in Fenghai, they just felt scared, thinking how many people would be killed or injured if the bandit's cancer was not in the church but on the street.

As soon as Gong Yan went downstairs, Uncle Fu hurried over.

"What's the matter?" Gong Yan took out a cigarette from his handbag, and Zhou Laifu hurriedly took out a lighter and lit it for her.

Uncle Fu put away the lighter, and said respectfully, "Madam, Lingmei has arrived at the East Coast Wharf, and she told you to pick her up."

"What is she coming to Haicheng for?" Gong Yan frowned slightly, and got into the car, "Why doesn't that woman stay here in Nancheng?"

Uncle Fu silently listened to Gong Yan's complaints, and replied wittily, "Your subordinates don't know, so are you going now?"

Gong Yan spit out two words angrily, "Wharf."

The east coast pier is in the beginning of spring, and the sea fish is fertile. Many fishing boats are fishing nearby. In the open area of ​​the pier, a huge white ship makes a long whine. The tourists on the deck come down one after another, and some of them are out on errands. In suits and leather shoes, there are young foreigners who have traveled to Haicheng for vacation, and there are also literati writers in robes and short hair.

The gray weather in the morning has dissipated, and the blue sky is reflected on the blue sea, and the sun is shining brightly.

Gong Yan asked Fobert to choose a shady place to park, and just after he parked, the woman in a wheelchair in the bustling crowd came into view.

Behind him was a man in a long robe and jacket pushing a wheelchair. After seeing the Ford, he pushed the wheelchair over slowly.

Gong Yan smoked a cigarette, slowly rolled down the car window, and looked at the woman who was only separated from her by a car window, "What are you doing here?"

Gong Shulan looked back at her lightly, nodded, and said in a voice like snow, "Long time no see, elder sister."

……

"We haven't seen each other for a few years, doesn't the eldest sister miss me?" Gong Shulan was sitting next to her, but their postures were miraculously similar.

Gong Shulan injured her leg because of a kidnapping when she was a child, and she has been treating her leg disease abroad, but it has been fruitless. Anyone with a discerning eye knows that there is no way to recover, but her father insists on letting her continue the treatment, while constantly seeking famous doctors.

Logically, she shouldn't be in Haicheng now.

"Does father know that you are coming to Haicheng?" Gong Yan glanced at her legs under the skirt, but could not see anything unusual.

Gong Shulan smiled and said, "If I come back without telling my father, will elder sister report it?"

"Hmm." Gong Yan hummed directly, without any hesitation, "Uncle Fu, when I get to the winery, call me and ask my father."

Fu Bo drove the car in silence for a few seconds, wondering whether the order was a joke or serious.

Gong Shulan knew that he was not her opponent, so he said quietly, "I'll come and see Jiang Yin."

A sneer came from Gong's cigarette holder, "Are you willing to tell the truth?"

Gong Shulan didn't really want to talk to her, so he lowered his eyes and looked out the window.

The green fence of Luhe Winery was opened, and the Ford drove in slowly.After getting out of the car, Gong Yan turned around and ordered the servants to cook and remind them of taboos.

In a blink of an eye, the woman who was supposed to be in the living room disappeared. After asking, she realized that she was on the second floor, and was about to let her go. After walking two steps, she suddenly remembered something, pursed her lips, turned and went upstairs.

"By the way, Uncle Fu, please make me a pot of tea and bring it up."

"Yes, ma'am."

The living room on the second floor is more elegant than that on the first floor. Turning to the right is a western-style balcony with excellent lighting.

Gong Shulan pushed the wheelchair in front of the door of the master bedroom. She didn't know if she already knew there was someone inside or didn't know.

Gong Yan walked up to her, pushed the handle of her chair, and asked coldly, "Gong Shulan, did you see that?"

I saw someone in her room, a woman.

"Hmm..." Gong Shulan looked at the drawing room that was getting closer and closer, a little amused, "I see, the girl's waist is really nice, but will the wound wrapped in gauze be delayed..."

Gong Yan squeezed the copper handle tightly, and said in a lazy voice, "I have nothing to do with her."

There was a sound of closing the door behind him. Gong Yan and Gong Shulan turned their heads at the same time, and saw a tall, thin and slender figure standing in front of the bedroom door. The lavender jacket and skirt on her body added a bit of elegance and extravagance. , the usual heavy and colorful makeup is removed, and the hair is no longer a charming and mature wavy hairstyle docilely attached to the head, but has become a European court curly hair, which is just above the shoulder length, yet playful.

It's just that her face was not playful, her lips were painted with a light apricot lipstick, she was pure and beautiful, she stood there for a long time, she didn't know if she heard anything, but after a few seconds, she glanced at Gong Yan and lowered her eyes , no emotion called "Gong Ma".

"En." Gong Yan responded lightly, but his eyes couldn't help but look at her attire, which seemed to suit her quite well.

Hua Manyi came over and was slightly surprised when she saw the woman in the wheelchair, but it was only a surprise, she quickly calmed down, and then looked at Gong Yan, "I'm going back to Fenghai, thank you for taking care of me last night. "

Gong Yan frowned, always felt that something was wrong, but couldn't say it out, so he could only focus on his eyes, "You don't have to go back to Fenghai this month, I'll help you ask for leave with pay."

"Thank you Mama Gong, but I still want to go back to Fenghai to recuperate." Hua Manyi only felt a bit harsh when she heard the word "paid", adding the sentence "I have nothing to do with her", made her more sure that in her In her eyes, she was treated only because she blocked a shot.

"Ayan, are you back?" The guest room on the left was opened, and Jiang Yin's voice came.

However, when the originally weak and delicate face saw the woman in the wheelchair beside Gong Yan, her eyes froze slightly, and then she forced a smile when she spoke again, "Shulan, are you here too?"

Gong Shulan nodded to her and said with a smile, "Jiang Yin, long time no see."

Gong Yan didn't notice the emotional change between the two, and pushed the wheelchair in front of Jiang Yin, "Jiang Yin, it's just in time for you to come, Shulan is here to see you this time, take her around."

Then she let go of the handle, Jiang Yin looked down at the handle, and didn't move it for a long time, until she accidentally met Gong Shulan's indifferent eyes, she woke up in a daze, reacted, connected the handle, and pushed the wheelchair around go around.

Not long after, there were only two people left in the living room. Hua Manyi smelled the smoke and coughed twice because the bullet hit her shoulder blade. Her cough touched the nerves there and caused a burst of pain. After a while of pain, the delicate Liu Mei frowned tightly.

A figure flashed behind her and walked straight to the coffee table. Hua Manyi coughed and turned her gaze away, only to see the woman who was still smoking pinch the cigarette in front of her.

Hua Manyi was slightly stunned, her heart complicated.

"Is it better?" Gong Yan didn't know when he came to her, and subconsciously raised his hand to pat her on the shoulder, but someone sideways avoided her.

Gong Yan stared at her deeply, this woman seemed to have changed since last night, the bitten mouth was covered by her rouge-colored lipstick, if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to find the bite.

"Mother Gong, Sister Fang Xiaoxiao should worry about me, I have to go back." Because of coughing, Hua Manyi's face was a little pale, and even the fresh powder couldn't hide her paleness, her small face was tightly wrinkled. , but still respectfully said polite words, "I caused you trouble last night."

"Hua Manyi!" Seeing her turn around and about to leave, Gong Yan grabbed her hand and took a deep breath, "Do you really want to be so estranged with me?"

He was obviously so active last night, but he seemed like a different person the next day.

Hua Manyi didn't look at her, but looked at the floor with a calm expression, "Mother Gong, you are the boss of Fenghai, and I am a dancer, so we should keep our distance."

"Then what did you say about last night?" Is there anyone who keeps a distance like her?Did everything except the last step.

Hua Manyi raised her eyes in doubt, and was stunned for a while, then realized that she was lecturing on the church, "If you mean that I blocked bullets for you, I said last night that I, Hua Manyi, just fell into bad luck. /It's just a gun."

She didn't specifically block the gun for her, and she put away the little thought she shouldn't have.Anyway, in her eyes, she has nothing to do with him.

"Who told you about this?" But this still made her feel uncomfortable.

"What else could it be?" Hua Manyi became more and more unable to see through this woman, and the words she said were so profound that no one could guess.

Now it was Gong Yan's turn to narrow his eyes, looking at the perplexed little face in front of him, he didn't seem to be pretending, and a bad premonition came to his mind, "How much do you remember about last night?"