rose lock

Hua Manyi closed her eyes again, but inexplicably, the scene of her on Gongma's bed in the Gong's courtyard appeared in her mind, and in the blink of an eye, there was a picture of her and Gongma's mingling, shaking The bed curtain swayed slightly, her legs intertwined with Mama Gong's, and they were pillowed on the soft quilt, just as soft as she is now.

Probably the picture was too wild and presumptuous, Hua Manyi was so frightened that she opened her eyes and dispelled the picture in her mind.

However, this situation continued for several days, and the dreams she woke up every morning became more and more absurd, sometimes fantasizing about being in the car, sometimes under the quiet and deserted dance hall.

Hua Manyi felt ashamed and guilty for this fantasy, and she didn't dare to look at Gong's mother for several days.

Here, thanks to Lu Nian's strong help, Song Shichang was defeated in despair.

Gong Yan made an appointment with Dr. Warnerson, saying that she was free next Monday, so Gong's mother went to find Hua Manyi and took her to see her because of her gunshot wound last time. Every time I want to say something, I always go back to my room and let Xiaoxiao pass on the message.

But at night, as long as you are drunk, your mouth is sweeter than anything else.

For the first time, Gong Yan felt that this life was difficult, "Yiyi, come out, let's have a good chat, what's the matter with you recently?"

Hua Manyi heard the sound of "Yiyi". At some point, Gong's mother started calling her Yiyi. She used to call her Manyi coldly.

"Mother Gong, I don't feel well, I don't want to talk." Hua Manyi made up a random excuse to prevaricate, and when the people outside were silent, she opened the door and prepared to go downstairs to get some wine to relieve her sorrow.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I turned around, I met Gong Ma standing by the door, which shocked her, and the shame of being caught appeared on her face, "Gong Ma, I..."

"Hua Manyi, is this what you mean by being uncomfortable?" Gong Yan looked her up and down, mocking in a cold voice.

As a last resort, Hua Manyi had no choice but to get in her car and go see Dr. Warnerson.

In the medical hall, Gong Yan saw the rose tattoo on Hua Manyi's right shoulder. In the previous nights, all her attention was attracted by other things in Hua Manyi. Only now did she notice that she had a tattoo on the gunshot wound. Rose, small and delicate.However, due to the presence of outsiders, she just glanced at it twice and didn't say anything.

After Dr. Warnerson asked a few questions, he nodded and said that it was nothing serious, and told her to take a good rest in the past few days, as the lack of energy and blood would make her dizzy easily.

"Then can I go back?" Hua Manyi fastened her clothes, kept Dr. Warnerson's words in her heart, and stood in front of Gong Yan with a sleepy look. She tried her best to ignore the shame brought about by those dreams.

"Would you like to have a meal? I think Chen's Roast Duck is delicious." After bidding farewell to Hua Nasen, Gong Yan saw that she was not in high spirits and thought she had caught a cold last night, so he naturally put his hand on her forehead , "It's a little hot, Yiyi, pay attention to wearing multiple clothes these few nights."

Hua Manyi froze in place, and wanted to back away, but then she realized that this action was too obvious, so she stood still, lowered her eyes, trembling her eyelashes, feeling the temperature of the woman's hand on her forehead.

Maybe she was really sick, or maybe she was crazy, even in such broad daylight, because of Gong Mama's intimate behavior, she actually thought of this hand caressing her cheek, holding her face as a support point, Kiss yourself hard.

The crimson spread from the ears, and Hua Manyi was aroused by the absurd fantasy in her mind, and without thinking, she reached out and slapped Gong Ma's hand away.

There was a snap, and the hand stopped in the air. Hua Manyi looked at Gong Yan in embarrassment, not knowing how to explain, "Mother Gong...I...I didn't do it on purpose."

It's not intentional to refuse her concern.

I waited anxiously for a long time, but before the woman in front of me became cold and angry, she said softly, "Let's go."

"Ah? Good." Hua Manyi knew she was guilty, so she didn't refuse Gong Yan's request, but followed obediently.

Before getting in the car, Gong Yan asked, "Are you hungry? Do you want to go to a restaurant to eat roast duck, or go to a French restaurant to eat Western food?"

Hua Manyi bit her lip and shook her head, "I just had lunch, I'm not hungry."

As soon as the words were finished, Hua Manyi caught a glimpse of the tall and thin figure approaching suddenly from the corner of her eye. She immediately tensed up and looked up into Mama Gong's eyes, "Mama Gong...w-what's wrong?"

However, Gong Ma frowned, and as soon as she raised her hand, she saw Hua Manyi's alert state, and her face suddenly turned cold, "Don't move."

Hua Manyi really didn't dare to move anymore, deep down she was still afraid that this woman would be angry and sullen, it was like a high-ranking person oppressing a low-ranking person, but sometimes she would be naive and fearless, even herself I don't know where this courage comes from.

The slanted front of the cheongsam is a row of buttons. When she was seeing a doctor just now, Hua Manyi remembered that she had already buttoned it up, but at this moment she was stunned for a moment, watching with her own eyes Mama Gong reached out and landed on her right breast, unbuttoning the unbuttoned button. The tight button was buckled back again.

"Get in the car."

Hua Manyi glanced down at the button, and it didn't fall off again. She followed into the car and thanked, "Thank you Mama Gong."

***

The Ford car drove through Zhengyuan Street, and there were many western-style buildings and foreign businesses on both sides, making the road narrow and difficult to pass. The shuttle line was hung high, and the street lights were placed above the head, watching the streets with people coming and going.The birch trunks are painted with white paint.

The car stopped in front of a perfume shop, and when Hua Manyi got off the car, several ladies and aunts came in and out laughing, she looked at Gong's mother puzzled, why did she bring herself here.

"Come in with me." Gong Yan glanced at the signboard of the perfume shop and the advertisement next to it.

The perfume shop is very spacious, and the hollow shelves inside are full of various perfumes. The perfume room behind the screen is even more gorgeously decorated, and the price is also several times higher than the perfumes in the lobby outside.

The perfumes here include ordinary domestic perfume brands and foreign brands, with different prices, but it is clear that rich people have a mentality of worshiping foreign things, while women who are not rich choose more domestic brand perfumes.

"Let's see which ones you like?" Gong Yan dropped a sentence, let her choose, and then turned to chat with the boss. Hua Manyi still wanted to refuse, but seeing Gong's mother chatting with someone, she instead It's not easy to bother, and silently looked around the shelf to look at these perfumes.The perfume shelves outside would have their prices clearly marked, but here they are all gone.

Hua Manyi didn't dare to touch it lightly, as she knew it was expensive at first glance.

Looking around, her eyes were attracted by a familiar perfume. The bottle was so familiar that she thought she was enjoying all kinds of expensive perfumes and the best quality cosmetics in front of the flower family as a young lady.The bottle is a lavender glass bottle, small and small, and the perfume is sprayed on the body by means of a pump.

Hua Manyi took a closer look. From the appearance to the details, this perfume was exactly the same as the one she had used before, but she didn't dare to pick it up easily, so she just bent down and took a close sniff. In front of the familiar and refreshing white pear The scent was tangy, and Hua Manyi's eyes were full of joy.

It's just that before she reached out to take it, another person took it halfway.

"Miss, this perfume suits you very well." A maid's voice sounded from the side.

Song Yunrong was wearing a white dress, with tall curly hair hanging down, white lace gloves in her hands, and every gesture she made was the gesture of a rich lady.

She lowered her head and smelled the perfume, smiled slightly, and her tone was full of arrogance, "Hu Yun, this lady also thinks it is suitable."

Hua Manyi recognized that she was a female classmate in her middle school. She often played at the radio station. Sometimes her radio voice could be heard from the loudspeaker in the school. It was so sweet and greasy, completely different from now.

"Hua Manyi?" Song Yunrong recognized her and looked at Hua Manyi's attire. Although everyone has their own way of wearing the cheongsam, and many ladies and aunts wear it, Song Yunrong can tell Hua Manyi at a glance. According to the wind and dust on her body, she is good-looking, but she heard that her family has fallen, and she became a dancer in a song and dance hall.

"Are you here to buy perfume too?" Song Yunrong's disdainful tone gradually revealed, and he sized her up unceremoniously, "Perfume here is so expensive, can you afford it? You just come? You are not afraid of losing face."

Hua Manyi's eyes changed, she couldn't understand Song Yunrong's face, she was angry and restrained by her.

Seeing this, Song Yunrong's eyes became even more proud, and he leaned over, with a soft voice, "Hey, Hua Manyi, I heard that you have become a female branch girl, is it true—"

As soon as the words fell, a slap came down in the air. When Song Yunrong reacted, he felt a gust of wind blowing by, and with a slap, the right cheek was slapped. If it wasn't for the servant girl Hu Yun who supported her, she might have been slapped down on the ground. On the ground, but even so, she still staggered.

Hua Manyi also stared blankly at the scene in front of her, her mouth slightly opened.

However, Gong Yan didn't look at her. Instead, he looked down at Song Yunrong condescendingly, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands slowly, "Is the bitch of the Song family so outspoken? She really has the same virtue as that old thief Song Shichang."

"You—" Song Yunrong covered his face and stared angrily at the woman in front of him, "Who are you? Why did you hit me?! You know my daddy is—"

Before he finished speaking, he slapped Song Yunrong's face from bottom to top, and Song Yunrong's face was swollen. Now Song Yunrong finally felt the pain, and retreated with the servant girl, "You—you—"

Song Yunrong didn't dare to point at Gong Yan's cold and sharp Ruifeng eyes, and finally gave Hua Manyi a hateful look, and left the perfume shop with her maid in embarrassment.

"Gong Ma..." Hua Manyi didn't know how to feel when she saw this dramatic scene. At first she thought she could handle it well, but when someone was willing to stand up for you, the tip of her nose was inexplicably sour. An indescribable emotion filled, warm and sour.

It turned out that there were also people who would stand up for her when she was insulted as a female dancer and forced to bear an unwarranted stigma, stand up for her unequivocally, plug the opponent's mouth vigorously and drive them away.

Hua Manyi looked at the woman who was getting closer and closer, her eyes turned red unconsciously, and finally Gong Yan hugged her, and Hua Manyi leaned on her chest to hide her embarrassment.

"In the future, if anyone dares to scold you, tell me that my people are not allowed to be slandered like this."

her people...

Hua Manyi froze all over, sniffed her nose, and her face turned slightly pale. The meaning of this... refers to Feng Hai's people, and the emotion faded by half. If the person standing next to her today is Sister Fang, Guan Ling and the others, Mama Gong Is it also maintained...

"Help me wrap that bottle of purple perfume." The woman above her head spoke again, and a few seconds later, Mama Gong gave her the packaged perfume.

Withdrew from Gong Ma's arms, Hua Manyi took the expensive bottle of perfume dully, her mind was full of messy ideas, and she couldn't figure out what to do. If this Gong Ma stood up for herself and defended herself, she could still say It is an employee who maintains Fenghai, but giving such an expensive thing, Hua Manyi doubts whether Gong Mama will also give it away in the same situation.

In this way, after coming out of the perfume shop, Hua Manyi jumped back and forth between being moved and not being moved. For a moment, the scene of Gong Ma slapping someone with a slap in the face appeared in her mind, and sometimes she doubted what she was thinking in her heart.