Chapter 6 St. Petersburg
He is going to St. Petersburg soon, and Xia Huixi will start to explain the work the next day.Rushing to the TV station to explain the situation to the program team, the editor and director looked a little hesitant: "Why didn't you say it earlier? Now there is a gap of two weeks, who do you want to take over?"

It was indeed her fault. She was too busy because of Cuixiang's affairs.If the situation had been explained earlier, Taili could have spared time to make up the contents of the two or three issues.She could only apologize repeatedly: "I'm really sorry."

Suddenly hearing Qinglingling's voice sounding like a wind chime, the hostess Liu Fei cut in nicely: "Director Zhou, I can't blame Xiaoxia. She is a non-staff member and doesn't know the rules in the station today. She is a scholar. Your job cannot be thrown away.”

It's hard to say if he was trying to save her, but the director's voice added a hint of anger: "It's clearly written in the contract. What rules?"

Xia Huixi couldn't help frowning, endured it for a while, and finally said: "I'm really sorry. It's my fault. If there are really difficulties in the stage, or there is a more suitable candidate..."

With a soft chuckle, Xia Huixi heard a comment as thin as a silk: "Yo, the airs are not small."

She just pretended she didn't hear it, and finally said flatly: "Finish the recording of this episode, no matter what you decide, I have no objection."

When she walked out, she thought a little annoyed, why the faint smell of perfume behind her always haunted her, like a wronged soul, and she couldn't get rid of it.

"Miss Xia really doesn't need to do this job anymore. The car you sat in at the entrance of Taili the day before yesterday, tsk tsk, there are probably not many people in this city..."

Xia Huixi stopped in a hurry, fumbled in her pocket with her fingertips, and finally touched a piece of paper, so she took it out and handed it to her.Liu Fei picked it up, and looked at it suspiciously: "What is this?"

"My friend opened a psychological counseling clinic. Ms. Liu, you can visit it when you have time." She finished speaking solemnly, just as the elevator door opened, she stepped in, and quickly pressed the button to close the door, "Goodbye."

Relationships are important, she knows that.But since she is about to stop working as a colleague, she doesn't mind fighting back a little bit.It closed together with the elevator door, and Liu Fei's stiff expression made Xia Huixi feel a little happier.

The next day's flight.

The only ones traveling with me are the three masters and apprentices.After boarding the plane, they sat separately from Professor Peng.Because it was an economy class, Su Ruhao's stature always seemed a little stretched.Xia Huixi knew that he chose the position to accompany her.Talking along the way, or taking a nap separately, will never seem boring.Sometimes, with the light of the small spotlight, she watched Su Ruhao leaning on the seat with her head tilted slightly, always feeling dazed, thinking that this man was really good-looking, at least better than the one in the movie that was playing. The male lead is much tougher and handsomer.

There was some secret joy in her heart, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, unexpectedly, Su Ruhao asked her in a warm voice: "What happened to the case you mentioned last time?"

Xia Huixi put away her smile and frowned slightly, but she didn't know how to describe it.

The wings of the plane passed a large cotton candy-like cloud, and it seemed that a few strands of it were sticking out, fluttering and swaying with the airflow, just like the drawing skills of those sugar craftsmen I saw when I was a child.

"It's not really a case. I'm not even sure whether he really needs psychotherapy. But he just insisted on consulting..."

Su Ruhao took a cup of warm water from the stewardess, put it on the small table in front of Xia Huixi, and suddenly laughed.

Vaguely, it was the sunlight that burst out from the horizon, dispelling the cold and stiffness of the night, and even the tone of voice was burning with warmth.

"Don't you think that person is more like looking for an excuse to approach you?"

He looked at her with a half-smile, as if teasing a little girl's thoughts.Those eyes were radiant, as if they were embedded with diamonds, and the reflected brilliance made people unable to stare directly at them, and there was nowhere to hide their thoughts.

But Xia Huixi blinked, her dark pupils flickered brightly, her expression was a little innocent, she finally nodded: "Hey, you reminded me. You mean the 'savior' complex?"

The so-called savior complex means that the consultant regards the doctor as the only object of trust and projects all his emotions.It would make sense if Pei Yueze had been watching his own show and subconsciously regarded himself as the object of that emotional projection.

The saliva that Su Ruhao hadn't swallowed was about to spit out. He looked in disbelief at the girl who leaned slightly towards him with a serious tone. He touched his forehead unconsciously with his fingers, and finally adjusted his tone of voice. With a smile on his face, he said with a smile: "No. I mean, it has nothing to do with the consultation. Does that person like you?"

"Ah?" Xia Huixi opened her mouth slightly, seemingly speechless for a long time, and finally said, "Oh." The tone was obviously depressed, as if she was at a loss, and her cheeks slowly ooze pink.

Su Ruhao turned his face away calmly, and asked lightly, "Is it Pei Yueze?"

Xia Huixi pursed her lips, and unconsciously turned out of the window, as if recalling the details of her relationship with Pei Yueze, trying to refute it.But the harder you try, the more you can't refute.His attitude towards him is just like what Su Ruhao said, from the eyes of ordinary people, it is "like".

Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Su Ruhao smiled and said, "Sorry, I shouldn't just guess who it is."

"No, I don't mind this. It's just that I can't express well..." Xia Huixi was silent for a moment, then continued, "I don't know why, but I just feel something is wrong when I talk to that person."

Is this an affirmative answer?Only Pei Yueze has such persistence and methods, and he almost never misses what he wants.

Xia Huixi covered half a blanket, holding the glass of water, showing slender wrist bones, as if she had encountered some problem, so she was thinking desperately, forgetting the world outside her body.

The previous smile was gradually swallowed up by the thick and bottomless ink, Su Ruhao's gaze stayed on her for a long time, and suddenly he had the urge to touch her extremely beautiful and innocent cheek.

And before she noticed her gaze, the young man turned his gaze away as if nothing had happened, but touched the wall of the cup thoughtfully, then took the cold water from her hand, and gave it back to the stewardess .

Even if there is a fog all over the sky, visitors can still distinguish the geometrical and regular imprint of Western civilization carried by this city.When the plane landed from a high place, Xia Huixi resisted the dizziness from the long flight and looked out.Neatly laid out urban planning, as if someone took scales and compasses, and carefully outlined a sketch of a city.

He said casually from behind her, "Why are you in such a hurry? Be careful of airsickness."

Xia Huixi turned her head, Yingying smiled at him: "I have never been abroad, so it is something new."

In the end, he listened to his words and quietly leaned back on the back of the chair.When she landed completely, she jumped up like a child, and said to him condescendingly, "Here we are." Like a child going out for a spring outing, or like a young eagle about to fly high, from her tone to her expression, there was a kind of Lovely can't wait.

Su Ruhao couldn't help laughing, and his mood became clear: "Yes, we're here."

It is said that I came to St. Petersburg at this time, but I just missed the most fascinating and intoxicating season.But even so, in Xia Huixi's view, this is a city full of strangeness and freshness.

The ambitious and talented Peter the Great in the history of the Russian Empire devoted countless efforts and ambitions to the construction of this city.And this city has lived up to its creator, and has a strong temperament in its bones.The most tragic siege battle in World War II took place here, which lasted nearly three years, but the German cavalry division has never been able to step into the heart of this nation.

Now it seems that St. Petersburg has survived various natural and man-made disasters, but it still stands at the top of civilization.In the struggle against nature, it miraculously integrates all kinds of brilliant atmosphere of science, art, humanities and religion.It seems that the wise man who has gone through vicissitudes and ups and downs has a surprisingly peaceful and graceful appearance.

The pick-up staff is Chinese.Very chatty.All the way in the car, pointing to the scenery outside the window, like a tour guide, giving endless introductions.Xia Huixi listened with great interest, and finally said: "The night scene must be very good."

The man was taken aback for a moment, and said with a smile: "Miss Xia, we will arrange a time for the tour, which will be during the day. At night, it's best not to go out."

Even Professor Peng said: "Could it be that the law and order is not good?"

"That's not true. How should I put it? In recent days in Russia, anti-Chinese sentiment has been more...serious. But it doesn't matter to the lady, it doesn't matter. Several street attacks were targeted at Chinese men. One of them I got a girlfriend, but the girl was fine, and the boy was beaten badly..."

The population of Russia has been declining over the years, and a large number of Chinese laborers have been exported to this country. In addition to the many disputes in border trade in the past few years, it is true that during this period of time, the anti-Chinese sentiment in Russia was relatively strong.

In the end, Su Ruhao nodded with a smile: "Although it is a violent incident, it is not bullying, and it is also in line with the personality of the Russians."

Talking and laughing all the way, and finally entered the room, Xia Huixi didn't feel so tired.Maybe it's because of Professor Zac, a psychology expert who will speak at the conference tomorrow.She has read his countless works, and she has always had the emotion of looking up at a mountain; perhaps it is because of the Neva River that can be seen outside the window, in this season, the water flow is particularly roaring and magnificent.So that standing in front of the window for a long time, the mood is always difficult to calm down.

Outside the window, there is a large area of ​​garden scenery in the hotel, which is different from the Chinese gardens that are close to the natural style of curved water cups, which are always clearly separated by large barriers.Whether it is a green bonsai with no edges and corners like a sphere, or a jungle as square as a matrix, this conscious resistance to nature always exists.Now in the Western world, this seemed to her all the more obvious.Then I thought of Professor Zac's thesis about the West: Western thought pays more attention to the separation of the individual from the whole.

Perhaps it is these arguments that knocked on my heart one by one, so I am so addicted to Professor Zac's thinking system.It's no wonder that even the instructor joked that he has become a slave to other people's thoughts.

Xia Huixi closed the window, the night was excellent, and she came in leisurely, as if silently adding the most gentle footnote to the first night of this journey.She turned over, and as soon as her cheek was pressed against the pillow, it was as if the touch of a light feather swept all her consciousness into the depths of the dream.

There are no events scheduled for the second day.Xia Huixi had been sorting out the materials in the room until the afternoon, when she met Su Ruhao when she was going out, he smiled at her from a distance, but his tone was slightly dissatisfied: "Why didn't you call me? You won't be afraid of being kidnapped if you go out alone. sold it?"

She just thought it was a coincidence, so she smiled: "Didn't you listen to someone's warning yesterday? It's not safe to have a man by your side."

The city has wide streets and a small population.When they walked out of the hotel, they faced the lonely and blue harbor. The water flow of the Neva River was even more turbulent because of the surging waves from the west, which gave people a sense of emptiness.

The weather was still a bit cold, Su Ruhao was very considerate and stood on the side where the wind was strong, covering Xia Huixi from the wind and cold as if nothing.She had worn a knee-length skirt that day, and now she felt regretful because her legs felt cold.And the corner of his coat happened to be brushed up, and it was placed on her lap, soft and gentle.

Xia Huixi unconsciously looked sideways at Su Ruhao, and they were chatting about his previous travel experiences.His tone is very restrained, and he doesn't talk too much. His face is clean and there is no trace of excess, just like the smoky gray coat on him, which is straight and smooth without deviation.

She turned her head to listen, and there was a hint of sweetness blooming in her heart, as if in this world, only she and him were walking side by side at this moment, and there was no one else.

"Hey, is it there?"

Su Ruhao's words were interrupted by her surprise and joyful tone, but he was not at all unhappy, followed her to stop, and replied with a smile: "Yes."

The Church of the Resurrection, also known as the Church of the Holy Blood, is a typical Russian-style, Orthodox building.Looking from a distance, the red wall has a sense of solemnity unique to religion, and the onion tops of different heights are like several blooming flower buds, colorful and lively.

"I thought you would go to the square first." Su Ruhao looked at her thoughtfully, "Why did you come here?"

Xia Huixi didn't answer, she stood quietly in the wind and stared at the church, like a beautiful bamboo standing tall, and finally let out words from her lips: "I often feel that psychology and religious complex are difficult to understand." Separate. Sometimes stepping into a church feels so comfortable, like a confession..."

She only said this, but stopped the topic in a hurry, walked forward with some hesitation, and sighed softly: "The confession system in the Middle Ages is actually a psychotherapy, right? The priest at that time was probably a psychiatrist." predecessor."

Su Ruhao nodded, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth: "Do you believe that repentance can really alleviate the sins you have committed?"

Xia Huixi's eyes were black and white, and his eyes were clear. Finally, he shook his head, but his tone was a little confused: "I don't know... I never thought that I could alleviate my sins, but I would feel better if I said it..."

The corner of his lips twitched, he stared at her burningly, and finally said casually, "Have you tried?"

At this moment, they had already reached the steps of the church. The marble patterns were complicated, black and white intertwined like lotus branches.Xia Huixi narrowed her eyes slightly, and smiled lightly: "No. I just like religious therapy. There is a kind of subtlety of understanding."

Perhaps this topic was a bit heavy and serious, and she didn't want to continue, so she turned her eyes away.The smile on Su Ruhao's lips deepened, and he slightly narrowed his eyes. At the end of his line of sight was a picture of "The Prayer of the Holy Communion".

The pictures inlaid by the mosaic are gorgeous and lustrous. It is different from the murals in ordinary churches, because it will not fade with the passage of time, so it has a strange look.In the painting, Christ's seat is full of believers. He holds the Holy Communion and the Holy Grail. Although he has insight into the sufferings to come, he still has a soft expression.

They stand under the dome, and the walls are still paved with mosaic images of the Holy Jesus. From a distance, they seem to be painted with oil brushes, with large expanses of sky blue and golden, exquisite and gorgeous.However, only when you look closely, you can see the fragmented and incomplete mosaic patches. Those tiny traces lie on the skin and clothing of the characters, but there is an inexplicable sense of beauty that touches people's hearts.

However, this treasure house of art and religion did not move Xia Huixi's heart. She just looked at the zenith in ecstasy, as if that was the place she most wanted to see.Because she was wearing black stockings, which made her exposed calves more and more slender, she stood motionless, as if a saint had seen Allah, and seemed to recall memories from afar.Standing behind her, Su Ruhao glanced at this scene calmly, with some interest in his eyes, as if he had caught a glimpse of a Xia Huixi whom he had never known before.

After a long time, he broke the silence: "Go over there and have a look."

The west corner of the church is a curtain with blood-stained railings and bridge decks underneath-this is also the purpose of the Church of the Holy Blood: to commemorate the emperor Alexander II who was assassinated here.

It was as if the wind of history whizzed past my ears, lifted my forehead hair, and brushed my cheeks. Those turbulent past events only turned into a few drops of not deep and not shallow blood. When it fell, it was still warm, but at this moment it was already Save the past.

Xia Huixi's face was a little pale, and after a while, she suddenly raised her head and said with a smile, "Let's go back."

After walking out of the splendid church, I suddenly found that the sky outside was dark and colder than when I came here.They were walking on the street, Su Ruhao suddenly stopped: "Wait, I'll go buy a cup of coffee."

There was a coffee shop on the street, and he walked in quickly.Xia Huixi looked around the street in boredom, and suddenly saw a seagull squeaked, flew from the end of his sight, and flew towards the dark blue harbour.The blue sea, the white gulls, the giant boat... She just felt that the picture was so beautiful that it was hard to describe it, and at the same time she was admiring it from the bottom of her heart, more seagulls burst into bloom like lilies in the blue velvet curtain, so she unconsciously followed suit. Walked there along the quiet long alley.

Originally, the daytime in St. Petersburg was longer, but due to the bad weather, the fog was heavy near dusk, so the night was gloomy.Xia Huixi had already walked halfway, and suddenly felt something was wrong.Suddenly there were several figures behind him, and they dragged forward to his feet, making the surrounding atmosphere even darker.She quickened her pace, and wanted to walk out of this alley, but she took only two steps, but her heart skipped a beat. Those figures were not thrown away, and they were still following her everywhere.

She suddenly remembered what she said in the car yesterday, and recalled those violent incidents that had been proven to exclude and humiliate China, and she vaguely felt her scalp go numb.In the end, I dared to look back and saw that there were indeed a few young people, probably after drinking alcohol, their footsteps were a little staggering, and they were following a place not far from me, laughing unscrupulously, but their eyes were so dark that it made people's heart tremble. cold.

There might be the smell of strong alcohol that swept along with the gust of wind, and she felt the hostility and malice from the other party without verbal communication.At this moment, Xia Huixi could only back away in panic, with a wry smile in her fright, but it was such a coincidence that such a thing happened to her.

The three young men approached her in a round of prey.The surrounding environment is so bleak, but Xia Huixi swears that she can see the luster in their eyes flickering like wild wolves.

She began to think nervously in her heart, the exit had been blocked by them, maybe she should run back to the exit of the alley, where there is a large open harbor, there should be pedestrians.

Originally they were just confronting each other, but suddenly in such a quiet alley, a series of telephone rings exploded like firecrackers piercing through the air.Just because of this contact point, Xia Huixi made a decisive decision, held his breath, and ran towards the harbor.

Maybe God really made a big joke on her. When she went out, she was wearing a pair of short boots, and her feet were extremely tight at the moment. She only ran a few steps before being grabbed by her arm.This kind of physical contact made people terrified beyond words, as if the handcuffs tightly bound him, and his breathing immediately became short of breath.

She struggled subconsciously, and then said something in Chinese: "What are you doing?"

The man who grabbed her was laughing, and pulled her hard again, as if trying to restrain her struggling arm, still speaking a long string of Russian, and his companion stood beside him, also grinning ferociously.

Their intentions are obvious.Probably because of drinking strong alcohol, the man's rough skin brushed against the back of Xia Huixi's hand, and it was scorching hot.She looked at the pair of eyes that were getting closer, but she still couldn't break away.But she doesn't know Russian, and she can't even rely on language to vent.

The sharply shaking images, the grinning man, the cold wind blowing from the long alley, and perhaps the ringing bell in the bag... All of this was suddenly interrupted by a familiar low shout.

(End of this chapter)

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