mr frank is faithful to love

(FR. Zuo Boyao)

Zhang Dou and I were sitting in the VIP lounge of the airport. She opened the box that Frank had given her, took out the hard-shelled things inside, and handed one to me.

"Try it," Zhang Dou was still a little confused, she peeled off one first, and said, "What, chocolate?"

"Pralinen," I said, "has a heart for wine."

Originally, I didn't want to pay attention to the fact that Frank was grabbing Zhang Dou for food, and I didn't intend to eat it, but the moment I saw it was Pralinen, I was still surprised. Zhang Dou took a bite of the peeled one and chewed After a few clicks, he said, "It's quite delicious. He said it's not a good thing. I guess it should be quite expensive."

I said, "It's rare in Beijing. It's something Germans often eat. I like chocolate, so I used to eat it... when we were together."

"I'll just try this one, and keep the others for you." Zhang Dou had already covered the box.

I raised my chin and signaled to share it with the accompanying makeup artist and bodyguards. I said, "No, I don't care about it. Let's eat together."

"Okay, okay." Zhang Dou seemed to be ready to refute me, but then he didn't refute.

I lowered my head and felt something stuck in my throat. I fiddled with the package in my hand. After thinking for a long time, I didn't open it, but put it in the pocket of my coat.

I hate desperate reunions so much that I deeply remember every second of what happened in the coffee shop a few hours ago. I even showed off to Frank Li Zishuo who I didn't like. I don't know what I think.

When I got on the plane, I fell into a drowsy sleep. When I woke up again, it was already dark. I touched my pocket and hid the hot Pralinen in the palm of my hand. When I took it out to look, it was dark outside. The chocolate is almost melting.

I slowly opened the package, took Pralinen into my mouth, and lowered my head to cry secretly.

But soon, I got off the plane in a calm mood as if I had recovered. The stars and lights decorated the tarmac in the night, and I looked at my face with the front camera of my mobile phone.

Eyes are a bit red, but overall fine.

Zhou Yiyi arrived later than me, and we only met the next morning. She was wearing glasses, had no hair or makeup, and we had breakfast in her room together. She said, "Before Doudou and the others come over, we Let me tell you, I came to Shanghai again, Mr. Li wants to invite you to his restaurant this time, but I didn’t agree, I’ll ask you, and I’ll call him back if I go.”

"It's not once a year, so there's no need for it."

"Don't want to go?"

I shook my head desperately, stirred the peanut paste in the bowl with a spoon, and said, "When will he give up, I'm stupid."

"Then I don't know. I'll call him later and say you're too tired to be free."

This topic ended here, and Zhang Dou also came over, and she went downstairs to buy fried buns as an extra meal, probably because I got up too early, and my appetite was poor, so I drank half a bowl of rice porridge and ate half a boiled egg eggs and quartered apples.

As a result, half an hour later, the conversation between Zhou Yiyi and Li Zishuo was not as smooth as expected. The other party would not be indifferent because of refusal, but exhausted his eloquence to persuade. Even Zhou Yiyi was unable to resist. I frowned and listened for a long time. Grab it.

I said: "Go away, I don't like you, stop harassing my manager, thank you!"

I personally got angry at Li Zishuo, whom everyone admired, and hung up his phone in person, in exchange for almost half a minute of silence from Zhou Yiyi.

She took a deep breath, as if she didn't know what to say.

I handed her the phone and said, "This is completely resolved."

Zhou Yiyi said: "Master, we are in Shanghai."

"Where is my love. To be honest, I have never been afraid of him at all. I used to be too qualified and too decisive."

I threw myself on the couch, picked up a fashion magazine and covered my face.

I ended a visit in Shanghai, and then I met Feizi and the others to promote the new album. To be honest, there are still very few opportunities to work together now. The band’s manager is no longer Zhou Yiyi. She is now Responsible for me alone.

We went to eat hotpot together, Zhou Yiyi said we were too noisy, she looked like a primary school head teacher, she and Zhang Dou went out to eat, I ate in the private room with the band, drank again, overall very happy.

A few days later we returned to Beijing, and Zhou Yiyi found a body teacher for me, and after a two-hour class, I complained to her after the class: "Have you seen the Qing court drama?"

"What do you want to say?"

"Those nuns who teach the rules to the concubines in the palace—"

Before I finished speaking, Zhou Yiyi raised the water bottle in her hand, making a gesture to hit me, but she didn't hit me. Her teeth were shaking with anger, and she said, "Say less."

"A person's body needs to develop naturally, and I'm already so tall and straight, it's really unnecessary."

Zhou Yiyi said: "It can be regarded as a precautionary measure."

I packed up my things and planned to go home. Now it is very difficult for me to have three days to rest. Zhou Yiyi wanted to drop me off, but I asked a friend to pick me up in a car. I wanted to chat, but I got in the car It didn't take long to fall asleep, go home to take a shower, wash clothes, and make some supper.

Ever since I scolded Li Zishuo that day, he hasn't called Zhou Yiyi or me.

I'm glad I didn't continue to cater to him, because I was afraid that I would become too flattering. Although my mother always advised me to make more friends, I would not force myself to make friends.

I hadn’t been off the track for a while, so I ran a few laps while I was resting, and I met a car friend in a group, and chatted for a short time.

The sky was fine, but not too warm. It was dry and cold like Beijing winter. There was basically no green on the street. I looked around and saw only a clean light blue sky.

Taking a deep breath, the nasal cavity was a little tingling.

I told my fellow riders, "I really don't know what I'm doing this time next year."

"At that time, you will be a more popular star. The bad thing is that you don't have much time to come here."

I sat down with my helmet in my arms, operated the phone with one, and turned on the ringer volume, and I said to the rider: "I don't know if you can understand, sometimes we don't even know what will happen half a year later, what will happen a year later What."

"That is, for example, I thought I was going to have a daughter last year, but the baby was born in the summer... and it was gone after birth."

Che You is a middle-aged uncle. He squinted his eyes and looked at the sun, and pursed his dry lips. I looked at him, but I couldn't make a sound for a long time.

I know that I am far less comfortable than him, and I tend to walk into a dead end, and in the end I almost strangled myself.

I said, "Maybe by this time next year, you'll have another baby."

Che You nodded and said, "I hope, I hope."

During this day, I shut myself up in Beijing. The time and temperature seemed to be static, so were people's thoughts, the blue sky, and emotions.

When the sun hits the eyelids, it seems to really feel a little hot.