The right way to fall in love

In the brightly lit hall, there are men and women in beautiful fashions everywhere, as well as servants carrying trays and passing dishes with their backs straight.They all combed their hair meticulously with pomade, wore crisp black tuxedos, shiny black leather shoes, and wore small bright red bow ties around their necks.Wanguo Restaurant is worthy of being the most high-end restaurant in Shanghai, just by looking at the attire of the waiters, they feel glamorous.

It's just that there are always newbies who are frizzy and not up to the standard.Especially in a place like the hall where there is a lot of people, if you feel flustered and your feet are in a mess, you will easily bump into guests who are also walking.When he came back to his senses, half a glass of red wine had already soaked the sleeves of his expensive suit.

Even if He Chengyin frowned, it was a sign of his faint anger.The servant was already stupid, he couldn't stop apologizing, he just came to the restaurant not long ago, but he has seen all kinds of rich people and luxurious clothes, and he has already seen that this suit is expensive, and he cannot afford it.

Yan Jingyuan was also in a hurry, took out a muslin handkerchief from his handbag, pressed it on his sleeve to wipe it.As soon as the white handkerchief touched the sleeve, it was stained pink in patches by the red wine juice.

He Chengyin looked at his girlfriend who was pulling his sleeves and lowering her head to work, her mood turned from cloudy to sunny. It didn't seem like it was a big deal to stain this good suit that was specially worn for dinner.He even wanted to smile involuntarily, but this situation shouldn't be right after all, so he pursed his lips, frowned slightly and said to the servant solemnly: "Forget it, be more careful next time."

The servant seemed to be pardoned, bowed several times in a row, and then went back to the back kitchen to get the red wine again.

After Yan Jingyuan wiped the red wine stains on his sleeves, he raised his arms to look closely, and he could still see a darker stain, and sighed: "It's a pity, but after eating for more than an hour, it was a waste of time." A good suit."

The anger in He Chengyin's heart had already dissipated, and he casually took away the dirty handkerchief she was holding, saying: "It doesn't matter, just go back and wash it, it's not a big deal."

Yan Jingyuan still looked regretful: "This kind of suit can't be washed casually, it has to be sent to a special laundry. Sigh, it's rare for you to make such a mistake once, I'm really sorry."

He Chengyin teased her intentionally, and said: "It's just a little money from the laundry shop, in exchange for your embarrassment, I've made a lot of money." Seeing those beautiful eyes staring at him lightly, he comforted her very easily. She said, "Okay, let's go out. Walking in the night, even if the clothes are dirty, who can tell?"

When they walked out of the restaurant gate and came to the street, the cool night breeze in the twilight blows towards them, blowing away most of the turbid heat in the restaurant at once, making people feel refreshed.

Yan Jingyuan shook the hands they were holding each other a few times and said, "The wind at night is so comfortable, let's go home, shall we?"

However, He Chengyin had already summoned a rickshaw parked at the entrance of the restaurant to carry customers, and said: "This is not close to your home. Now you feel the wind at night is comfortable. You should feel cold before walking halfway." In the meantime, Yan Jingyuan had already been helped into the car, and he sat on it again, "Let's go back in a rickshaw, and ask the master to pedal slower, and you can also blow the wind."

He purposely recruited the only pedal bike, which has a wider seat than ordinary rickshaws, and can also pull two people at the same time.It's just that a man and a woman sit together, and they are still unavoidably close to each other.

He Chengyin let go of his hand, handed his leather gloves to Yan Jingyuan who was smiling beside him, and said in a forced tone, "Put it on." It was just put in the pocket of the suit, but it is now in use.Yan Jingyuan stared at him with bright eyes, and curiously put on her boyfriend's black gloves, which were bigger than the circle, on her own hand. As if it was fun, she put on the part of the finger to the end, and there was naturally a section growing out of the fingertip.

Yan Jingyuan folded off the growing part, smiled and said to He Chengyin: "Your fingers are so long." Then she used another hand that was wearing a big glove that looked a little clumsy and weird, to hold her boyfriend's hand over to her In comparison, his fingers fit perfectly, fitting exactly with the slender fingers of the glove.Yan Jingyuan let out a soft exclamation of envy.

How much his girlfriend likes good-looking hands, He Chengyin knows all too well, isn't it because of copying these hands that he tricked her into drinking coffee for the first time?

At this moment, the top of Yan Jingyuan's head was close to his shoulders and under his lips, and as long as he lowered his head a little, he could smell the sweet fragrance of her hair.The two of them are like two little birds leaning together to keep warm. Such an intimate snuggle is really satisfying and distracting.I couldn't help but want to hold her tightly in my arms.

After finally returning home, He Chengyin gave the coachman a one-dollar bill with an almost overflowing good mood.Normally, it costs only one or two cents for a trip, but now I got a dollar all of a sudden, the driver couldn't help being overjoyed, and wanted to thank him in a hurry.But He Chengyin smiled, put his finger on his lips, made a silent gesture, and waved him to leave.

When he turned around, Yan Jingyuan had already entered the house and turned on the light, and bright lights came out from the living room.But she turned back again, leaned against the edge of the iron gate, leaned out half of her body, looked at him with bright eyes, and asked, "Would you like to come in and sit?"

Yan Jingyuan's home is a three-story western-style villa. The decoration and furniture in the house are also very western-style.The soft sofa carved with patterns, and the curtains with fringed embroidered patterns on the window sill all reveal the aesthetic preferences of Mrs. Yan, who is the hostess.He Chengyin sat down on the sofa leisurely, and picked up the photos on the small coffee table beside the sofa to look at them.

One is a family photo of the three of them. Yan Jingyuan in it is still small, only as tall as Mrs. Yan's waist, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes. She is really a very beautiful little girl.The other one is a photo of Mrs. Yan and Mrs. Yan Jingyuan. She and Mrs. Yan are leaning on each other and smiling at the camera.There is not much difference from the current appearance, wearing a lace shirt and a dark long skirt, she is already a slim girl.

He looked at the girl in the photo, then at the living girl who was making tea for him in front of the tea cabinet at the moment, and suddenly called her very intimately: "Yuanyuan."

This is the nickname that Mr. Yan and Mrs. Yan often call, but now being called by her boyfriend makes people feel a little embarrassed.Yan Jingyuan blushed a little, lowered her head and muttered: "Don't call me that." Then she couldn't help but look at him secretly.

He Chengyin sat on the sofa relaxedly, with his elbows resting on his knees, and his long fingers resting on the edge of the photo frame.After all, he was six years older than her, and the mature masculinity he inadvertently revealed still made her feel flustered and intimidated.But He Chengyin said slowly: "I came today with a purpose."

That demeanor, coupled with that tone of voice, really looked like a wild beast waiting for an opportunity to hunt.Yan Jingyuan felt like a shivering rabbit unable to escape, he walked over and handed him the teacup step by step: "...for what purpose?"

He Chengyin smiled and said: "I want two photos of you, can you give them to me?" When she got closer, she felt that he was gentle, refined, considerate and amiable. Just an illusion.

Although Yan Jingyuan didn't think it was a big deal, he still wondered, "Why do you need a photo? Two more?"

He Chengyin took a sip of tea from the teacup and replied: "I wrote to my parents last month and said that I had a girlfriend who couldn't be more beautiful and well-behaved. It's just that there is no basis for my words. I just say that I am beautiful, and I don't care about it. It's not convincing. I must let them see my vision." After that, he looked at Yan Jingyuan who was sitting alone on the single sofa, waiting for her reply.

Yan Jingyuan lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then smiled shyly and said, "That's no problem, but why do you need two? Give your parents one each?"

He Chengyin stared at her, and said slowly: "As for the second one, I naturally carry it with me."

Yan Jingyuan's cheeks turned red, and she drank tea to hide her shyness: "We always meet each other, why do we still need to look at the photos?"

He Chengyin leaned to the side of the sofa, approached her, and looked at her through the teacup: "Could it be that we meet every day? Even if we can see each other every day in the future, there will always be moments when we are not together. Enough for a photo."

His eyes were full of smiles when he looked over, and she didn't even have time to think about the meaning of "we will meet every day" in his words, so she stood up and ran upstairs, saying, "Okay, I'll go find two Zhang for you."

He Chengyin waited downstairs not at all impatiently, and even enjoyed the waiting a little bit, because after all, there will be a good result, which is something to look forward to.

After waiting for nearly a quarter of an hour, Yan Jingyuan came downstairs and handed him two photos.She also thoughtfully chose a larger bust and a smaller portrait.The larger ones are clearly photographed and can be mailed with letters.Smaller ones fit right into the pocket of your wallet.

He Chengyin said with satisfaction: "Exactly." He then carefully put the two photos into his wallet.After the release, he opened his mouth and said, "Besides, I have to agree with you on one more thing."

Yan Jingyuan thought it was funny when he made such requests one by one, and said with a smile: "You really seem to be explaining your work today. Tell me."

But He Chengyin asked her back: "Next week's weekend, do you remember what day it is?"

Yan Jingyuan is a person who doesn't specially count the days, so naturally he can't remember, and asked: "Are you going to celebrate your birthday?"

He Chengyin deliberately made a gesture to pinch her nose, making her back again and again, and then said: "Next week's weekend will be a hundred days of our dating, do you remember now?" Nodding his head, He Chengyin stopped his hands, hugged her vaguely, and continued, "As a souvenir, I would like to invite you to dance."

Yan Jingyuan put her head on his chest and shook it a few times: "I don't dance well, let's change to another one."

He Chengyin said happily: "If you don't change, you have to dance."

Yan Jingyuan also laughed and snorted: "Then you should wear a pair of old leather shoes, so as not to be trampled dirty by me, like today, it's not worth it."

Therefore, this agreement is considered to be settled.

The author has something to say:

(I went to check some information and found that there were very few pedal rickshaws in the period of the Republic of China, and they were mainly pulled by people.

But a cart pulled by people can't fit two people!Please ignore this point, I just want the hero and heroine to sit together (0^◇^0)/)

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