A Heartwarming Decade

Z is big.

"Nothing can hinder."

The second sister of the dormitory, Du Qing, yawned and sat on the balcony with her curly hair slightly in the setting sun, a large lazy warmth.

"What?" A Heng closed the window, carefully closed the diary, and placed it on the chair in direct sunlight.

"You and Gu Feibai."

Du Qing laughed, dimpled faintly: "One city B, one city H, one thousand six hundred and sixty-four kilometers, and they can still get together. It's a natural destiny. There is nothing to hinder."

A Heng blushed: "This matter, mainly, has something to do with my dad. He took me to H City during the summer vacation of high school. It was hosted by Feibai's parents and uncle. Then, they counted eight characters, and the fortune-teller said that I and Feibai It was destined to be married. Then the two families brought up the marriage, uh, Feibai didn't have any objection, this matter...it was done."

Du Qing buried his hair on his knees and said, "What can he have, how long he has thought about it, and how much he has spent...I can't marry a good girl like our Xiaoliu."

A Heng looked at her and asked gently: "What's wrong with you, have you quarreled with your boyfriend? So disappointed."

Du Qing was born beautiful and pursued by many boys, but his personality was arrogant. Basically, he was tired of interacting with boys for less than half a semester. Ask her if her hand is heartbeat, whether the hug is touched, whether the kiss is a little deer, no, no, the answer is no. So everyone in the dormitory finished talking, feeling cold.

Du Qing asked back: "Is boyfriend so important?"

Aheng Khan: "Sometimes it's actually not very important. Although he may be beautiful and delicious, it doesn't matter if you bite him twice."

Du Qing smiled backwards and closed: "vulgar, really vulgar, I doubt you have anything to say with people like Gu Feibai?"

A Heng held the diary and gently pressed it to his cheek, hehe smiled: "Is that important? We are together, and it is enough to never separate."

Du Qing asked: "How far is yours forever?"

Ah Heng said: "Forever one day, he said to me,'Wen Heng, I really can't stand you anymore.'"

Du Qing said: "You are so arrogant, but because he likes you very much. But sometimes, liking does not mean that you will not betray. Betrayal does not mean that you can tolerate it, and that you can tolerate it does not mean that he can continue to tolerate your tolerance."

A Heng raised his head slightly. In the setting sun, Du Qing's face was half cold and half warm, ambiguous.

Suddenly, the signal light of Du Qing's mobile phone turned on, there was no ringtone, only vibration.

Du Qing likes to set different ringtones for each friend, except for unfamiliar numbers, vibration is rarely seen.

A Heng does not have a mobile phone, and often uses the phone in the dormitory. The ringtone of the dormitory number set by Du Qing was "Fool". She said: "We are little foolish and dumb, we are my little fool."

She picked up the phone from her lap. The pink Nokia and the black one were for lovers. I don't know which boyfriend gave it to her. She must have taken it to her heart to continue using it.

"Hey." Du Qing's face all shrank into the shadow, unable to see his expression clearly.

"Why are you asking where I am? I followed her, yeah, I followed, what happened? My friends said, Du Qing, why did you lose to such a person? I am so **** embarrassed.

"You know I'm good, I'm not good, if I'm good, I won't be ridiculed by someone pointing my nose at a reunion of high school classmates.

"Are you afraid she would hear it? Don't worry, she can't hear it. Just hear what's wrong, do you remember how you told me back then? "A beautiful woman, like a beautiful lover of water." Seeing her current virtue, I wonder if you can still think of these eight words.

"Oh, I am laughing at you? I tell you solemnly, as long as such a person is by your side, don't talk about me, you are a lot of jokes.

"You can't stand such a beautiful wife!"

Du Qing's words became intense and biting, contrary to the usual sarcasm.

A Heng listened quietly, feeling bored, and gently opened the window, blowing messy hair and shaking off the first four-leaf clover on the front page of the diary. She found it after looking for it in the clover for a long time.

That day, at the end of October, the wind was strong.

Yanxi said at the press conference: "Chen Wanren is really gentle, very good at learning, very funny in speaking, and delicious in cooking. Really, I have never eaten such delicious ribs. Support a lot."

Sindayi sat in the audience and whispered, "Why do I hear these words so familiarly?"

Pork: "You are not alone."

The reporters laughed: "DJ Yan and Chen Wan are in a really good relationship. It's rare to see you boasting like this."

Yanxi spread his hands: "I'm not always in front of you, am I?"

Chen Wan smiled, lowered his head, the skin texture slightly exposed under the suit was delicate and well-proportioned, extending under the white shirt, with a gentle and harmless appearance.

However, looking at Yanxi, his eyes gradually brightened.

Lu's clothing design has always been simple and generous, paying attention to details. The shading of stitches, the contrast of light and shadow, and the shaping of space all have characteristics that are extremely difficult to interpret. Therefore, the choice of models has always been very tricky.

Lu Liu said, Chen Wan is the main player, so the makeup artist has a headache. How can a person with outstanding looks like Yanxi be suppressed by Chen Wan, who is only beautiful in his facial features?

Yanxi said: "It's okay, you treat my face in the dark, try mixing chocolate and brown foundation panax notoginseng. As for Chen Wan, how to clean it."

The first part of Yanxi's walk, white windbreaker, black gloves, black boots, half-long hair dyed maroon, slightly curled, covering the eyes, leaving only the outline of the nose and lips brown. The David-like sculpture is alienated and sexy. With the walking pace, the leather boots step on the cold marble, seem to hear the sound of stepping on the fallen leaves in autumn.

The other models in the same group have the same style. White, gray, black, and coffee are the main colors. They are healthy and masculine, with distinct muscles and bones, but with a cold and abstinent taste.

The woman in the audience kept silent, but blushed and heartbeat.

The so-called male **** is to stir your nerves so tight that you can walk a tightrope, but it makes you feel that he is still on the horizon. Sometimes, the chastity of women seems to have the same effect.

The second part is Chen Wan’s home court. On the contrary, the black double-breasted coat, silver sling, white gloves, white boots, the delicate face that is so clean that no pores can be seen, it is so thin that it can be seen pink. His lips, black hair and smooth forehead, pure and mysterious, appeared from the on-site electronic screen with the attitude of a priest.

The other fellows who followed, with pure white makeup, white hair and white lips, couldn't melt away like ice and snow, but they turned out the tenderness and passion in their bones strangely.

The reporters in the audience nodded frequently: "This newcomer is really refreshing, but will he be a little bit tenderer than DJ Yan, putting on wings and acting as an angel is an old trick."

In the third part, the pace has been accelerated, the pace has been tightened, and there is no gap. Yan Xi and Chen Wan lead two different rows, with flying corners, eyes staggered and reversed, and the audience is dizzy. It is just a standard figure with eyes that can’t distinguish people. Yan Xi and Chen Wan can only be recognized by clothes.

Lu Liu embraced his arms and stood in the distance, smiling.

The gentleman in a suit and glasses said softly: "Lu Shao, today's press conference seems to be a success."

Lu Liu said calmly: "Secretary Chen, you appeared too presumptuous. You know, in front of Yanxi, I won't protect you anymore."

The man took a deep look at the stage, bowed slightly, and left.

Suddenly, the dizzying models stopped, the hourglass of time shattered, concealing all the sultry breath, leaving only quiet and cold, dummies.

Yanxi and Chen Wan crossed sides, facing opposite directions, standing on both sides.

Yan Xi said flatly: "Turn around."

Chen Wan was stunned and turned slightly. The man came on his boots like a blossoming sea.

The audience held their breath until Yanxi's white trench coat touched Chen Wan.

So close, almost the distance to the nose.

He has never seen Yanxi up close, even if the face is so heavy and greasy that it covers all the makeup.

But those eyes were so close that they couldn't get closer, with deep fatigue and exhaustion, they lost the delicate and tender things, leaving only the rough sharpness and the purity that was almost primitive and unconcealable.

No matter how beautiful he looks, these can only be eyes that men can have.

Yanxi opened her right hand, pulled off her black glove, and slid her five white fingers across her face. Then, with her makeup broken and almost praying, she knelt on one knee and wrapped her hands around Chen Wan’s neck and pressed it down. Then, the cool fingers of the right hand gently covered the clean face.

He stood up, turned around, pulled up the white jumpsuit, propped up his back, and walked quietly.

The sound of boots fades away.

Left this stage.

With the sound of the music, the mechanized men resumed their movements, as if nothing had happened. In the crowd, you and I have never known each other and are indifferent.

Chen Wan walked to the center of the runway and raised his face. He was no longer an angel.

The flying "L", a brown character, is clean and sharp, like a scar, and dried on the corners of the lips.

Lu's "L".

Ravaged by the pure shudder, weird and coquettish and beautiful.

The man's gentleness and cowardice disappeared, leaving only the edges and charms.

The theme of Lu's autumn conference.

Thus, thunderous applause.

after the end.

Lu Liu threw away the film he had taken, and said lightly: "Let the radio postpone the broadcast and cut the last part and retake it."

The assistant only promised and informed Yanxi.

Yan Xi smiled: "OK, you are the boss. You pay and transfer the money to my account, whatever you want to do."

Lu Liu rubbed his brows: "Yanxi, don't use your genius in business, this is not for you."

Yanxi said, "What do you think is right for me?"

Lu Liu raised his head and leaned on the back of his chair. Outside the French window, the sky was very blue.

"Freedom, love, faith, life, awe, madness, innocence. Everything is good, true."

Yanxi said: "These things are listed in the Van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam. You can visit them at any time with a ticket."

Lu Liu looked at the sky and smiled: "What I gave you in seven years was hollowed out by others in three years. Yanxi, you are so stupid."

Yanxi said: "Lu Liu, you were really cute when you were a kid. When you see you, you can't help but want to laugh."

The young man in a silver-blue suit sat up slowly and slowly said, "Three months, only three months. Yanxi, I will give you a chance to see yourself clearly."