Shadow Bride

"Don't tell me?" He was very patient, slowly moving his slender and strong hand up her forearm until he grasped her wrist, or, rather, clamped it like an iron, and pulled it back mercilessly. "Do you want to be more completely banned, not seeing the sun and the fragrance of flowers, and not seeing a stranger?"

"Lu Shifeng!" She finally couldn't help but opened her mouth in humiliation and anger, "How far are you going to force me? I won't change my mind, photography is my life! Why can Xia Ling be what she likes? Can’t I? Don’t impose your own feudal and pedantic machismo on others!"

Her chest rose and fell with anger, and she turned her head to look at him angrily.

Lu Shifeng didn't have any waves on his face: "Done?"

Just one sentence made her feel that all her strength was hitting the cotton.

She looked at him, and the man's cold face was as calm as an ice wasteland. She looked a little sad, and laughed at herself: "Yes, I'm done. What can I say to you?"

"It seems that you haven't realized your mistake." The sadness in her eyes pierced him and made his heart aching. He didn't like this feeling very much, frowning, he was right, why did he have such an unbearable feeling when facing her? His voice was even harder and heavy, "Xia Ling sings. Although singing is useless, it is still a wonderful career. Photography? Photography is not only useless, it is also the lowest and most cruel and unhuman job in the world. What else is the ugliness of this world? Su Xingyu, let me tell you, you want to learn to sing, you want to dance or climb the wall, it’s okay, but photography can’t work!"

Long silence.

His voice echoed in the air, making people's hearts sink a little bit.

After a while, she said lowly: "You are a prejudice against the photographer..."

"Prejudice?" Lu Shifeng sneered, "You have a very famous master in photography, the Pulitzer Prize winner Kevin Carter, who even ignored the life and death of a child in order to take pictures! How about you, my sister What were you doing when you died so painfully? The imaging technology was invented and not for you to abuse, understand?"

She shook her head, trying to say something, but couldn't refute it.

She knew the Kevin Carter he was talking about. He took a picture of a vulture preparing to eat a dying child. She won the prize and received a wave of scolding, and finally could not bear the pressure of public opinion to commit suicide. The general public has always had prejudices against photographers, but she did not expect that Lu Shifeng, the world's top camera manufacturer, would also have such prejudices.

Sure enough, did his sister's death leave him too deep?

"Lu Shifeng..." she murmured, her slender fingers weakly grasping his sleeves, "Lu Shifeng, you can do whatever you want me to compensate you, but let me continue to take pictures, please..."

And he broke her hand piece by piece, like breaking a broken dream.

She became more and more depressed, often staying in the backyard for a long time, looking at the corner of the low east wall. The place where Xia Ling fell has been repaired by the housekeeper, and new rose flowers have been replanted. The branches are lush and beautiful. She tried to climb up like Xia Ling, but she fell off after not climbing a few steps. Her hands and feet were bleeding, and the pain made her want to cry.

"Ah, what are you doing?" A girl's clear voice came from the top of the wall.

Su Xingyu looked up awkwardly, and saw that the beautiful girl with the beauty of the city poked out her head lightly and was looking at her curiously.

Su Xingyu didn't speak, but stood up swayingly.

"You're climbing the wall!" Xia Ling on the top of the wall understood, and Qing Ling laughed, "You are so stupid, you can't climb this way, I will teach you!"

With that said, a clever turn over, quickly turned from outside the wall to inside the wall, and stepped on the branches and roses inside the wall and fell steadily to the ground.

She took Su Xingyu's hand to the wall and demonstrated to her: "I want to climb like this. First grab this branch and step on it. Be steady, and then this, this..." After a few words, the girl replied. At the top of the high wall, the blooming roses smiled at her brilliantly.

Su Xingyu was envious: "You seem to climb very easily."

Xia Ling sat lightly, her calves dangling among the flowers: "Of course, my technique for climbing walls is good. The last time I fell was just an accident."

Su Xingyu tried what she taught, climbing up clumsily, sliding down before climbing a few steps, and trying again, still sliding down.

Xia Ling couldn't see it, jumped off the wall and taught her hand in hand. After working hard for a long time, she finally gave up: "You are so stupid."

Su Xingyu was also frustrated: "Yes." She couldn't even do such a simple thing.

Looking up at the wall, it is not too high, but it blocks her freedom. It would be great if she could go out, no longer have to face Lu Shifeng's face and do whatever she wants.

Xia Ling seemed to like the wicker chair in the yard very much. She hopped over and sat down, turning her head to ask her: "Why do you want to learn how to climb the wall? In fact, it is normal for you to learn how to do it. After all, I grew up. She climbs a lot, and she fights with people and dances. The coordination of ordinary girls is not as good as mine." She said, she straightened her chest proudly.

Su Xingyu smiled bitterly: "You are right, why should I follow you to crawl."

It's useless to climb out, because Lu Shifeng's wealth makes it easy to catch her back.

She sighed melancholy, and sat down next to Xia Ling.

"Don't you ask me what I'm here for?" Xia Ling was excited.

"What are you doing here?" Su Xingyu sighed. She had a headache facing the girl, energetic and lively, and the shining of the eyebrows could sting people's eyes.

Xia Ling triumphantly, like a proud kitten, announced: "I know your name!"

Su Xingyu: "...So, did you tell me this specifically?"

Xia Ling blinked and said, "Why, are you not surprised at all? Do you think I'm very smart and great?"

This is obviously something that can be inquired by anyone, okay?

Su Xingyu was unable to complain, let alone anything else, the servants in this community usually communicated with each other. Although it would not reveal the privacy of the host's family, the name of the host and hostess was not a secret. Even if the innocent and innocent girl in front of you asked the servant at home casually, the servant could tell her.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Xia Ling's little shoulder collapsed: "It's not fun."

Su Xingyu suddenly didn't want to see this bright little face stained with a dejected look, her own life was already gloomy enough, what a sin it would be for such a beautiful girl to become gloomy together. She looked at Xia Ling and smiled: "Is the scented tea that I brought back last time? And Qiangwei, do your family like it?"