fall in love

Chapter 1 "Taste and stop, just quench your thirst."

Chapter 1

The weather in September, the end of summer turns slightly cooler, the breeze blows the fallen leaves, and carries them to the distance. It gets dark earlier, it is only seven o'clock, and the bright moon has risen into the sky, passing through The whirling branches cast mottled and cold shadows on the ground.

"Benchu" is a famous bar in Xiaojiang area. The main tone of the bar is gray and white, and the area is small. A few strings of wind chimes are obviously a place for recreation at night, but they have a bit of poetic charm.

There are a few people talking at the bar, they are smiling, and they are in perfect harmony with the atmosphere in this bar. Occasionally, interlaced colored lights flash, but there is an ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

But the woman who just came in from the bar door looked very different from all this.

She was carrying a computer bag in her hand, and she was wearing a simple white shirt and black pants, outlining her perfect and delicate figure.The long hair tied into a ponytail looks clean and neat, the white face is covered with simple makeup, and a thin ankle is exposed in the straight black trousers. The obvious indifference has a bit of invisible sex appeal.

The people next to him stopped what they were doing, and their eyes fell on her intentionally or unintentionally.

Wen Ciyi didn't care about the sizing eyes that fell on her, and went straight to the bar counter on the innermost side. Seeing Wen Ciyi, the bartender flipped the glass a few times in his hand, and said in a skillful tone: "Same as usual?"

The warm words didn't respond, and he took out the computer from the computer bag with lowered eyes, and nodded slightly.

When Xu Nian came out from the dance floor, she saw this scene. Her good friend dismissed a man who was trying to strike up a conversation with a blank expression, and then continued to focus on her business in a short while.

She was tired for her. Wen Ciyi, the CEO of a well-known financial group in State Z, came to the bar either to work or to work overtime.

Wen Ciyi was concentrating on analyzing the financial statements when someone put her shoulders on her shoulders from behind, and the strong smell of perfume made her frown.

"I said my dear Wen, what on earth are you doing in the bar?" Xu Nian held down Wen Ciyi's fingertips and asked meaningfully.

Wen Ciyi glanced at her expressionlessly, and withdrew his hand, the meaning was self-evident.

"President Wen, don't look at it, how can a man be fun at work?" Xu Nian ran out of patience, she smirked and approached Wen Ciyi, and the conversation changed immediately: "You don't know, there is a new guy in the past few days." The resident singer in the bar is called Xu Simian, and the long one is called "exciting."

Hearing this, Wen Ciyi's expression remained unchanged.

The hazy female voice spread low in the bar, the tone was soothing and gentle, and the gloomy light fell down, forming two distinct boundaries with Wen Ciyi's fair skin.

"This bar is quite romantic." Wen Ciyi said while doing financial statement analysis.

Xu Nian curled his lips, and said angrily, "It's more suitable for you, President Wen!"

"No," Xu Shi finally realized that his office behavior was inappropriate, and Wen Ciyi began to speed up his hands: "It will be fine soon."

While the two were talking, a group of people gathered on the square platform in the center. The female voice just now was cut off at some point, and replaced with a DJ music with strong prelude and drum beats.

The volume was loud and loud, mixed with the noise of the crowd, and the cheers and jumps overwhelmed the tide. People on the dance floor twisted to their heart's content to match the beat, bringing their enjoyment to the extreme.

The thought of calculating the data was interrupted, Wen Ciyi's fingertips flicked, she closed the computer, and raised her eyes casually.

Near the central square platform, a man was sitting on a pitch-black bench. He was wearing a simple black shirt and black trousers.His jaw was sharp and sharp, like marble that had just been polished. His sleeves were rolled up to the elbow, revealing a porcelain white forearm with prominent wrist bones and slender knuckles.

As if feeling something, the man raised his eyelids, and met Wen Ciyi's gaze.There was no warmth in his eyes, gloomy and coquettish, his eyes were full of black, as deep as a vast ocean that could not be melted, and there was a touch of alienation and indifference.

But in just a few seconds, the man turned his head and staggered his eyes, as if the meeting of eyes just now was just an illusion, Wen Ciyi was stunned for a rare moment.

Wen Ciyi raised her eyebrows slightly, she tilted her head slightly, and asked the people around her with great interest: "Do you know the person singing on the stage?"

"Yeah," Xu Nian said with an affirmative expression on her face, and at the same time she said gossipingly, "According to the informant, he is a male college student who is in his third year at Peking University."

"It is said that because my own economic conditions have not reached the desired height, I came to the bar to sing."

The knuckles with warm words and clear meaning knocked on the table, and a thoughtful flash of thought flashed in his eyes, Peking University?
It turned out that such a coincidence.

"Why," Xu Nian leaned closer to her ear, and joked with Wen Ciyi with a dirty smile: "President Wen likes it?"

I do.

The corners of Wen Ciyi's mouth are slightly raised, and his tone is drawn long, which is different from the cold and indifferent expression just now, like a lazy cat, scratching the heart: "It looks good."

The time for a song was not long, and the people on the stage rolled up their sleeves after singing, and he stepped off the stage amidst the uproar, his eyes drooping for a moment, and he flicked towards Wen Ciyi again.

Wen Ciyi raised her eyelids, she closed the computer and neatly let go of her ponytail, her begonia-like black hair casually rested on her fair shoulders, adding a bit of sexy charm.

"A cup..." Wen Ciyi raised her eyes and gestured to the bartender. The corners of her mouth curled up in an intriguing arc, and her eyes slightly curved: "Lemon tea, give it to the gentleman who just came off the stage .”

Before the bartender could speak, Xu Nian asked in disbelief, "Would you like lemon tea for Xu Simian or wine?"

"Why do you want to order wine?" Wen Ciyi asked back, she shook the cup slowly, her eyes flickered with a bit of a hunter's attitude: "Generally, lemon tea is the most suitable for people who just got off the stage." Their."

"Taste a little and stop, just quench your thirst."

Xu Simian leaned against the bar and was about to leave when a cup of lemon tea decorated with mint leaves was pushed in front of him.

The bartender said simply: "Hi sir, this is what the lady ordered for you."

Looking in the direction of the bartender, Xu Simian's eyes met Wen Ciyi's without any surprise.

Xu Simian drooped his eyelids, and his eyes fell on the dark cup on the Dali Terrace. He frowned slightly, with a bit of tiredness between his brows.

Xu Simian picked up the cup boredly, but suddenly smelled the smell of lemon, the condensed water droplets on the rim of the cup slid down the cup wall to Xu Simian's palm, leaving a slightly itchy and cold touch.

Xu Simian raised his head and took a sip of lemon tea, his Adam's apple slid gently, and the water droplets on the side of the cup rolled along with his movements, slipped from the well-defined neck to the collar, and wet a small piece, he casually unbuttoned his shirt There was a button on it, revealing the looming collarbone, Xu Simian rubbed the collarbone with his fingertips, and the water stains that slipped off were barely wiped off, he raised his eyelids, and his eyes glanced this way again.

His pupils are deep, like ink spilled on rice paper, smudged.And he intertwined with Wen Ciyi's eyes in this obscure meaning.

Wen Ciyi pinned the ends of her hair that brushed the corners behind her ears, revealing a piece of fair skin, her hands resting on her chin, her black hair set off her delicate face, and her pair of autumn pupils shone brightly under the dim light Hui.

And she was looking at Xu Simian with these rippling pupils.

Xu Simian's eyelids lifted a few inches, his eye sockets were deep, his pupils were bottomless, and he had a kind of cold-toned single eyelid, which was very good-looking.It was clearly romantic and dull peach blossom eyes, but there was a sense of desire.

The lights in the bar were mixed, revealing a hint of scarlet color, the meaning of the warm words was not obvious on the surface, but the heart throbbed for a moment.

The surrounding sounds are noisy and noisy, the colored light is divided into irregular ridges, the laughter of the crowd seems to be endless, and the lights are dim and hazy, reflecting the atmosphere of the two being entangled.

Xu Simian's pupils were as cold as ice, and her jaw was sharp and thin, but there was a bit of softness in this bizarre light line. At this time, the carnival writhing people in the bar seemed to be the foil for the two of them.

Wen Ciyi hooked her lips, she always knew how to confuse people, the scarlet red wine slowly licked the glass wall, her pale jade fingers lifted the cup, and greeted Xu Simian who met her gaze from a distance, Wen Ci Yi slightly raised his eyebrows, making a provocative look.

Xu Simian closed her eyes, pursed her thin lips into a straight line, and lightly looked away.

The mobile phone placed aside vibrated, and Wen Ciyi was the first to withdraw her gaze. She pressed the red button and saw that the visitor noted that she was a tutor from a former university. Wen Ciyi replied that she was still busy, please wait a moment past.

The screen flickered and a message popped up.

Wen Ciyi frowned slightly, she locked the screen, and started tidying up the documents and computer on the table.

Xu Nian didn't understand: "Are you leaving?"

"Well," Wen Ciyi nodded, she put the things in her bag, and took out a lipstick: "I just remembered that there is still something I haven't dealt with."

Then Wen Ciyi asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Me?" Xu Nian thought for a while and said, "I'll go too, there's nothing more fun, my clothes are over there, I have to go over there to get them first."

"Well, then I'll wait for you at the door." Wen Ciyi stood up neatly with her bag in her hand, she glanced out of the corner of her eye, there was a man beside Xu Simian at some point, and they seemed to be talking.

Wen Ciyi looked down at the lipstick in his hand, and a meaningful smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

"What are you looking at? You're so preoccupied." Xu Nian took the clothes and walked to her side.

"It's nothing," the warm words came back to life: "Let's go."

After his friend left, Xu Simian's eyes fell back to Wen Ciyi's original position. Seeing that there was no one there, he froze for a moment. The empty cup of lemon tea was quietly placed on the table. Xu Simian approached Wen Ciyi just now. Sitting in that position.

Colorful dice are scattered randomly on the plate, and what is out of place with these is a small and delicate lipstick with TF printed on it.

Xu Simian stared at the lipstick blankly for a few seconds, picked it up and put it in his pocket, his expression was indifferent and composed, as if he was doing a trivial matter.

(End of this chapter)