Shiva

[Padma].

In New Delhi at night, the spotlights shine on the white bricks on the exterior wall of the villa area, and the broad-leaved plants are in season, full of green.Shen Xu took me to find an Indian restaurant, because it was located far away, and Shen Xu was worried that there would be no car to sit in when we went back, so he specially asked the driver of the bungee bus that brought us to wait at the door for a while, and repeatedly promised to pay Give him enough tips.

"There are a lot of people eating." I probed into the lively restaurant, "What if the master is snatched away when we come out?"

"Then walk back with me." Shen Xu pushed open the door and said in a joking tone, "Just walk for four or ten minutes."

He said so, but I felt relieved, looked at the pictures on the menu and ordered red chicken and two naans, one with coconut naan and one with mushroom and prawns, both of which are their signature dishes.

"What else is delicious?" I looked at Shen Xu for help, and he reported the names of several other dishes, asking me to find out if they were on the menu.

"Yes." I struggled for a while, "Will it be too much?"

"Order." Shen Xu put his arms flat on the table and looked at me bluntly, "Order if you like."

I responded humbly, avoiding his sight, I had a premonition that it would be a temperature I couldn't bear.The antique clock in the corner of the restaurant shows 06:30 in the evening, which should be nine o’clock in China. I don’t know if my boyfriend has dinner. After taking a rest after the college entrance examination, it's time to adjust.

However, when he was at work, every time I was concerned about whether he had eaten, he would wait until the next night for self-study, which is 10:30, and said that he was busy, so he ate something casually, and now he was going to drive home.

——It means that I have no time to reply to my message, so many messages I sent him before "Have you had dinner" have all become empty.

In fact, I was also sitting in the car waiting for the red light to turn left. While holding the steering wheel, I swiped up and down the chat page. Finally, I locked the screen irritably, threw the phone to the co-pilot, and stepped on the accelerator.

Our design institute is also very busy. If we are unlucky enough to meet the best Party A, that attitude can drive people crazy, but every time I come home full of anger, when his breath surrounds me, I suddenly don't want to care about it So many.I told myself to be considerate of each other and not to torture each other.

[Did you have meal? ] I lowered my head in the bustling Indian restaurant and pressed the words one by one, [Forget it, you can reply to me when you eat. ]

But who is not a living, flesh-and-blood person with feelings?

"...I'm going to the bathroom." I still lowered my head, and when I passed by Shen Xu, I was stopped by an arm. I stood there quietly for a while, and then the hand was put down by itself.

The bathroom is a good place to relax. The modern log style, warm-colored chandeliers, black tiles and black sinks are very similar to the decoration of our home. I also accidentally found a few bottles of different brands of perfume on the table, India The guests like to use Hermès Land the most, and the perfume in the bottle is about to bottom out, but my hand can't help but go over Hermès and pick up Issey Miyake.It was full, unopened, and seemed to be waiting for me.

It is really rare for Japanese brands to appear in India.

"One House, Three Lives?" My boyfriend's voice sounded vaguely in my ears, "Is the designer an otaku?"

"It's Issey Miyake!" I rubbed my forehead.

"That's right, it's Issey Miyake, I've been so forgetful recently, I even forgot the student's name...Xiao Jin, I remember you like this brand of lotus perfume?" At the door of the store, my boyfriend held my hand To go in, "Let's go buy."

"It's not 'Lotus Perfume', it's 'Water of Life'." I corrected my boyfriend again and pulled him back, "Don't buy it, don't buy it."

"Why? Don't you like it?"

The mall was bustling with people, so I pulled him aside so as not to block passers-by, "It's expensive, and you're going to buy a house for your mother? Save it."

My boyfriend's expression became obviously depressed, "She recently set her sights on a house by the river, and the down payment she had saved before was not enough."

"Is that set more than 100 flat?" I was surprised.

"Well, she said Liushiping was too young, and that I abused her."

I couldn't think of anything to say, my boyfriend and I bought a small house of [-] square meters after working together - we can only afford [-] square meters.The house is in our names, and even if we can make up the down payment, the monthly mortgage is enough. Now he has to bear the pressure of another house, and he shudders when he thinks about it.

"Xiao Jin, can I discuss something with you?" The boyfriend leaned against the sign of the safety exit, and looked at me sideways, "I was included in the senior title evaluation last year. This year the school wants me to lead the class, that is, to be the head teacher. Salary...will go up a bit."

"How much will it go up?" I quickly grasped the point.

My boyfriend hesitated to say a number, and I frowned, "Are you sure? This is too hard."

"You know my mother." In just six words, my boyfriend beat me to it.It was precisely because I knew that aunt so well that I couldn't say any rebuttals. I held his hand, "Okay, anyway, I don't buy Issey Miyake, just go in and smell it!"

"Hmm." My boyfriend led me in, and came out fragrantly. The two smelled like two water lilies, both immersed in the watery night.

"I like you wearing this perfume." He breathed in my ear, "Xiao Jin, wait until I buy it for you."

The light flickered slightly, and I realized that I had been in the bathroom for too long, so I pressed the perfume pump head twice, intending to stop being a slave to memories.The dishes on the table had already been served, steaming, Shen Xu didn't move, maintaining the posture when I left and waiting for me.

"It smells good, isn't it the scent of lotus?" He raised his head and smiled, tapping the tip of his nose, "I have a good nose."

The shadow of his eyelashes was drawn longer by the light, I was stunned, walked around him, sat back in my seat, and did not avoid his gaze any longer, "Mr. Shen, do you also like Three Lives in a House?"

"Well, I like it." Shen Xu nodded, and reiterated: "It smells good."

I bowed my head and smiled, the colors of the dishes on the table were bright and beautiful, but they were too bright and delicate, like a kind of mannerism, which made my eyes sore and painful, and brought an unreal feeling like trying to please and trying to please.

"So small..." Shen Xu's knuckles turning white as he gripped the knife and fork, looked at me as if seeking praise, "I want to eat."