Long Street - Chapter 22

When Xiang Yu woke up, he was in a hotel suite. After all, he had stayed several times, and the furnishings were fairly familiar.

Perhaps because of the New Year, the bedside vase was changed to red, and there was a box of candy chocolates with red wrapping paper on the bedside, which was quite new.

They drove back from the suburban “Dream Club” at around 3 in the morning.

In the early hours of the carnival, there is actually a place to stay in the “dream club”.

But Jin Fubai said that the room over there was not warm enough, and it was easy to catch a cold. He also said that the bed board was hard and it might not be good for rest.

At that time, Xiang Yu was wrapped in a blanket on the sofa on the roof. After all night partying, he was so sleepy that he couldn’t open his eyes. He murmured: “You are quite delicate.”

Jin Fubai carried the car key around his fingertips and approached her amidst the noise.

His voice was mixed with the dumbness of staying up late, and the agarwood stained on his clothes mixed with the taste of chocolate stains, soft and sweet.

He said: “Silly? I’m afraid you catch a cold, and I’m afraid you don’t have a good rest.”

She just tilted her head and looked at him silently in the night breeze without answering.

When I was sleepy, I would still be moved by a person.

It was around 4 o’clock in the morning when I arrived in the city, and Xiang Yu didn’t insist on going home.

She chose a bedroom near the stairs in Jin Fubai’s suite and fell asleep.

When I woke up again, the room was dark with heavy blackout curtains.

Xiang Yu turned on his cell phone in the dark. Before he could take a look at the time, there was a call coming in. It was Tang Yuchi.

“Xiang Yu! What’s the matter with you? I called you more than 800 videos and more than 1,000 calls, but you didn’t answer them. I thought you were food poisoned by eating takeaway yesterday!”

Xiang Yu was nestled in the quilt, still closing his eyes: “Bah, what do I eat for takeaway? Yesterday the software was paralyzed, so I didn’t take orders.”

“Then what do you eat? Don’t tell me the instant noodles you eat on New Year’s Eve.”

“You want me to spit it out, show you?”

“Don’t be disgusting!”

Tang Yuchi squeezed his throat and retched on the phone, “Hey, let me tell you, my grandma fell yesterday, and I won’t be looking for you today.”

Xiang Yu suddenly opened his eyes: “Is it serious?”

“It’s not serious, it’s not serious, it’s just a flash in the waist, I’m lying in bed at home.”

Tang Yuchi lowered his voice, “Sorry, I can’t eat with you today.”

“You didn’t need to accompany you for breakfast.”

“Fart early, it’s one o’clock in the afternoon, what kind of breakfast?”

Hung up the phone and asked Yu to see the time.

It turned out that it was already 1:13 in the afternoon.

She woke up once in the morning. There were stairs outside this room. She vaguely heard Jin Fubai’s footsteps down the stairs, and she was a little hurried.

It was 6 o’clock in the morning, and he slept for an hour, not knowing what he was rushing to do.

After getting up to wash, Xiang Yu walked out of the suite.

The European-style corridor was covered with a festive red carpet. When she came back early in the morning, she was too sleepy. She didn’t pay much attention to the surrounding environment. At first glance, Li Qi, although he has a poor aesthetic, is quite traditional.

It was the first time that she stayed in a hotel where couplets were attached to every room during the Spring Festival.

Jin Fubai may have said this in particular, there is nothing posted, the couplet on the opposite door is very interesting—

Shanghai United, “Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le Le le

Xialian, “Chaochaochaochaochaochao”.

Xiang Yu searched it on his mobile phone, and then he knew how to read this couplet.

After searching, she looked back at the furnishings in the suite. The coat that Jin Fubai wore yesterday was hung by the door, and the chocolate stains had been cleaned up.

Last night was like a dream, leaving no traces.

Xiang Yu closed the door and stretched in the corridor, not sure what to do later.

Jin Fubai hurried back to the hotel, it was more than two o’clock in the afternoon.

I drove back early in the morning, and just stood at the window and smoked a cigarette after taking a shower. I didn’t have time to close my eyes. I received a call saying that the things he ordered had been shipped back from abroad in a hurry.

But the weather was bad and the plane made an emergency landing at the airport of a neighboring province.

He needed the thing in a hurry, so he could only drove to a neighboring province and hurried back when he got the thing. It was this time.

The suite was quiet and quiet. The door to the bedroom where Yu was staying was open upstairs. The bed was neatly arranged, and the staff had cleaned it at first glance.

Xiang Yu probably has already left.

Jin Fubai frowned, leaned against the door, and touched his coat pocket irritably.

Did not touch the smoke, maybe forgot in the car.

Actually, when I saw Xiang Yu yesterday, he also hesitated.

It’s certain that this girl still has some good feelings for him.

But she is too sensible, if it is not the relationship she wants, she really says not to do it.

I didn’t see how enthusiastic she was with him all night.

When talking to him, he hadn’t smiled much at her whispering.

I vaguely think of what Li Qi said, “Brother Jin, it’s been two years now. Are you feeling emotional at this time…”

Why did he talk to Li Qi at the time? Do you mean you have a sense of measure?

But is he really measured?

Can’t tell.

Really measured…

You shouldn’t provoke a girl like Xiang Yu.

It didn’t make a miscalculation at the beginning, and even hid, Jin Fubai even went abroad.

The evil thing is that on the road in a foreign country, the architectural style is very different from that of the imperial capital. Standing in front of a huge billboard with a diamond ring, he actually remembered what he had said to her.

“What’s the envy, the left is just a ring, I just buy it for you.”

This conversation probably took place on a very ordinary evening.

Xiang Yu ran out of the company after working overtime, and an advertisement for the diamond ring was placed on the commercial building opposite the company.

But even such a trivial matter, he also remembered clearly.

Jin Fubai wandered around abroad, stayed at home for a few days, and walked around in the glitz, all of which were dull.

Finally, I ran to order a ring, the style of a well-known designer, simple and generous.

On the way back to China, Jin Fubai thought, people can’t talk but don’t count, should the ring be given or given.

Let’s talk about the specific development of the relationship.

Xiang Yu didn’t give him a chance to “say more” at all.

Last night, I wished him a happy day with bright eyes…

Woke up and left?

Jin Fubai felt a puff of gas trapped in his chest, and he was suffocated to death.

The hotel staff pushed the car to pass by and saw Jin Fubai and said hello politely: “Mr. Jin, good afternoon.”

He is not very good.

The staff member did not go away, hesitated for half a second, and said, “Mr. Jin, Miss Xiang is in the restaurant.”

Jin Fu raised his eyebrows suddenly, suspecting that he had misheard: “Who?”

“Miss Xiang Yu.”

When he entered the restaurant, Xiang Yu sat quietly at a dining table by the window.

The weather is not so good, and the outside is hazy. She is wearing yesterday’s suit, high-waisted tight jeans and loose sweater.

The sweater style is more distinctive, and the hem is a circle of fluffy bears.

The short version, with a slight movement, the hem is stretched, and the inside is high-waisted jeans.

Dressed like a high school student, conservative.

In fact, she was really young, only 22 years old after the Chinese New Year.

Her imaginary age is indeed too imaginary. With a birthday as small as New Year’s Eve, after careful calculation, she is only 20 years old now?

Jin Fubai saw her quietly eating. He didn’t know why, but he wanted to laugh inexplicably.

He walked over, pulled the chair away and sat down opposite Xiangyu: “Wait for me?”

Xiang Yu didn’t hide it and tucked it back: “I didn’t deliberately wait, just thinking, maybe I can run into you if I eat here.”

“Don’t call me, what if you can’t touch me?”

“If you don’t see it, forget it.”

The waiter brought up a piece of soup, turned his gaze away at Yu for a short time, thanked the waiter, and slowly returned his gaze to Jin Fubai’s face.

She smiled: “I knew you were in such a coincident time, so I’ll help you order a soup.”

Opening the soup cup to the taro, a silver object flew in.

She raised her eyes and asked Jin Fubai: “What is it.”

The person being asked leaned back in the chair, hiding a trace of uneasy tension between his eyebrows: “Aren’t you going to fall in love, talk, give you a ring, is it a surprise?”

Xiang Yu got up and left. Jin Fubai paused for a few seconds, then caught up with her, grabbed her wrist, and held the person in her arms: “Auntie, what’s your anger?”

She looked at him bitterly: “In your eyes, falling in love is such a trifling matter?”

Jin Fubai couldn’t argue with a word, he could only hold back his breath and drag the person to the dining table, saying that the ring was not bought casually, but it was handmade for a long time.

He also said that he drove to the next province this morning, only to pick up the thing like an ancestor, and didn’t even sleep.

Xiang Yu said calmly, and glanced at him: “Take it back like an ancestor, and use it to make soup and drink.”

Then Jin Fubai really patiently took out the ring with a spoon, wiped it off with a wet wipe, and ordered two more soups.

The ring was placed on the table, in front of Xiang Yu.

On the surface, it looks like a plain ring. Inside is a ring of diamonds inlaid, sparkling in the light of a crystal chandelier.

He scooped the fresh soup to the taro and drank it quietly.

She couldn’t figure out how sincere Jin Fubai was, but when she lowered her head, she could always see Tang Li’s own shiny eyes.

I want to agree, even if his confession is not serious.

He drank half of the soup and raised his eyes to Yu. Before he could say anything, he first saw Jin Fubai’s expression.

Jin Fubai may not have had such a tense moment in his life, frowning and licking the corner of his mouth inadvertently.

It is estimated that I didn’t sleep all night, and there was so little dark circles under my eyes.

Xiang Yu picked up the ring and put it on the ring finger of his right hand: “It looks pretty.”

Jin Fubai smiled: “You can do it if you like it.”

Seeing his stretched smile, maybe he really likes her.

He glanced at the diamond ring in his hand, and that’s it, all sentimental, then try again.

After eating, he told Yuu that he would go back to the bedroom to get his wallet.

Thinking of her clean bedroom, Jin Fubai asked casually: “Where did you put your wallet?”

“Under the pillow.”

The two stood in the elevator, a little forward to Yu, Jin Fubai approached her and kissed her on the back of her neck: “Hidden is so secretive? Are you deliberately frightening me?”

“Then are you scared?”

He sucked, making her voice tremble.

“I thought you were gone.” Jin Fubai said.

Back in the bedroom, she knelt by the bed and reached out to touch the purse under the pillow.

The room suddenly became dark, and it was Jin Fubai who pulled the curtains.

He took her purse in his hand before her and patted her hip with the long purse: “Sleep with me for a while.”

Jin Fubai held her in his arms from behind, and Xiang Yu rolled onto the bed with him.

His voice was very low, rubbing the loose ring on her hand, and his warm breath spread along her neck: “How thin is the hand?”