Shili Foreign Market is still prosperous.
Stepping onto the land of Shanghai again, Jinhua couldn't help but burst into tears.
She sat on the rickshaw, covering her mouth with both hands, looking at the surrounding scenery, her eye circles already as red as roses.
Her face was filled with a look that Black Skin Lao San had never seen before.
Black Skin Lao San saw her smile shining brightly in the sun, with a dizzying beauty.
He followed her gaze and saw I saw the streets full of traffic, the hurried officials, the foreigners strolling in the streets, the playful children, the affectionate couples, and the bustling department stores.
Jinhua looked at everything she had been thinking about for more than three years, and finally couldn't help but cheered: "I'm back."
The black-skinned young man saw Jinhua's excitement in his eyes and was infected by her heartfelt smile.
A cheerful smile also appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Madam, how about we go to the store now?"
Jinhua looked at the smiling face of the black-skinned Lao San, nodded slightly, and signaled with Lao San.
Her eyes fell on the beauty on the colorful billboard.
She just glanced at it accidentally, and suddenly she felt that the beauty looked very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.
"Who is that?
You're so beautiful."
Jinhua asked the driver pulling her.
The coachman was a man of few words.
Although he didn't say much, he still squeezed out the origin of the beauty: "Miss Qingrong from the Shanghai Ballroom."
Qingrong Jinhua felt as if fallen flowers were caressing her heart.
She had a strange feeling.
She wanted to ask the driver a few more words, but she saw a group of black suits occupying half of the street.
Everyone in black suits Carrying a murder weapon, he stood at the intersection of the road with a fierce look, as if waiting for someone.
The driver seemed to be very scared.
When he saw those people from a distance, they immediately put Jinhua and the black-skinned Laosan down.
He raised his face with longing in his eyes: "Madam, sir, you can get off.
I won't take any more business today." ” Jinhua probably guessed what these people were doing.
In her opinion, those people were nothing more than gangsters.
She glanced at the coachman and looked at the black-skinned old man.
Surprisingly, the dark-skinned third man’s eyes were serious.
Jin Hua was a little surprised and glanced at the black-skinned old man in confusion.
The black-skinned old man didn't change his expression, shook his head, and said resolutely: "Madam, we'd better come down first.
Jinhua looked at the black-skinned old man for a few minutes, then nodded: "Okay."
The two got out of the car together, and the driver was very grateful.
Jinhua looked at the driver wiping his sweat, and couldn't help but look at the black man again.
He didn't dodge or answer.
In fact, he Now, a pair of sharp eyes were looking at the driver pulling them.
The "third child" looked at the black-skinned old man's stunned look.
Jinhua gently slapped him on the shoulder.
She looked at Xiao Kuan who was carrying things next to her and wanted the third child to carry the luggage.
The black-skinned old man was suddenly slapped.
Because he knew who the person who slapped him was, he reacted quickly and smartly.
He looked away from the coachman and looked at Jinhua, smiling slightly. : "Madam, we are leaving now."
Jinhua looked at the vigilance in the eyes of the black-skinned Lao San, and knew that the black-skinned Lao San must know something.
She looked at the gangsters who had not dispersed on the road, and felt very worried.
She suddenly felt that there would be a A storm is about to greet them.
As expected, "Come and catch these three fat sheep" As the driver shouted, the black-skinned old man moved, and shiny weapons shot out from the gaps between his fingers.
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This was the second time that Jinhua had seen the black-skinned Lao San's skills.
Seeing that the black-skinned Lao San had murderous intent, she hesitated for a moment and did not stop her.
The timing of her return to Shanghai was not at the right time, so she had to drive carefully.
Nian Chuan, if she wants to establish a stable footing in this place, she must be careful about everything.
It was already five o'clock in the afternoon when the three of them arrived at the house named by Gao Wenxuan.
The black-skinned old man did not kill the coachman.
Perhaps it could be said that he stopped halfway through the killing.
He fought with the coachman and those gangsters for a long time.
In the end, Hu, the brother-in-law, had a great time eating and drinking.
Standing in a room covered with furniture covered with white cloth, Jinhua looked around.
Judging from the decoration, Jinhua found that this place looked more like a woman's residence.
The room was painted a modern bright yellow, and the curtains It's peach pink and the floor is peacock blue.
As for what the furniture is like, Jinhua doesn't know because he didn't lift the white cloths.
The black-skinned old man drank a little too much.
At this moment, he ignored the dust and dirt on the white cloth and lay directly on a sofa with the white cloth uncovered.
Xiao Kuan was also panting from exhaustion.
He drank glass after glass of cold water and was now holding his arms.
My stomach and head were shaking and I was dozing off.
Because Jinhua was really tired, he lifted up the white cloth on the sofa, wiped it lightly with a rag, and then lay down on the sofa wrapped in a robe.
The journey from Xiangxi to Shanghai was almost non-stop.
For two consecutive days, she didn't even close her eyes.
Therefore, as soon as he lay on the sofa, he fell into a drowsy sleep.
Most of Jinhua's dreams were about the past.
She found that since she returned to Shanghai, she always thought of the past from time to time.
She often thinks that now that she has reached this point, she can't tell what choice she should stick to.
Her purpose has always been simple, which is to revive the Rong family.
This is something she will always fight for, but she can't I understand why I have always been obsessed with the Donghuang Bell.
It is obvious that the Donghuang Bell and the revival of the Rong family are two unrelated things.
After a long night of dreams, the three of them were woken up by the cold.
Because the sleepyheads could no longer fall asleep after being driven away by the cold, the three of them tidied the room together.
Although there were three people, Xiao Kuan was sent by Jinhua to practice sketching, but he was not actually involved in the cleaning.
The black-skinned old man mopped the floor, while Jinhua scrubbed the furniture.
The two of them tidied up the house in one morning.
Jinhua could already confirm that Gao Wenxuan's house was bought for a woman to live in.
Perhaps Gao Wenxuan could also say that Gao Wenxuan's house was bought for a woman to live in.
A woman once lived in this house.
Although she was not a petty person, she still had a taste for it.
She found jewelry worn by women in the room, as well as half a box of unused rouge.
The black-skinned old man looked at the things Jinhua brought out to throw, his eyes flickering a little.
He held it in for a while, and finally stopped Jinhua: "Madam, you'd better not touch these things, just put them where they are.
Bar."
Jinhua looked at the jewelry, stared at the black-skinned Lao San, and said, "Why don't you, Lao San, tell me who the owner of these things is."
The black-skinned laosan has followed Gao Wenxuan for eight years and naturally knows many of Gao Wenxuan's private affairs.
It can be said that he is equivalent to the dark side of Gao Wenxuan.
He is the shadow of Gao Wenxuan, the shadow that Gao Wenxuan hides in the darkness and relies on to survive in darkness.
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"Madam doesn't need to know about this person."
After a long time, the black-skinned old man slowly squeezed out these words.
Since the black-skinned third child didn't want to talk, Jinhua never asked again.
She took advantage of a few days of free time and was busy organizing Luo Xiaokuan's schooling.
What the black-skinned third child said, Gao Wenxuan had already arranged Xiao Kuan's admission to school was indeed true.
She had also met the principal.
He was a well-known and experienced scholar.
Jinhua was very satisfied with this aspect.
Xiaokuan also met the principal.
He has experienced a lot in these days.
He has gradually learned to hide his sharp edges, and his prickly temperament has been polished away.
He goes to the library to read and read newspapers at a fixed time every day, and occasionally practices Practicing painting makes Jinhua very happy and satisfied.
Xiaokuan stayed at home for a few days and then was sent to school.
Because Gao Wenxuan was not here, and the black-skinned third son couldn't stay with her for a long time because of the male-female suspicion, so Jinhua was often the only one left in the house.
After doing nothing for a few days, Jinhua decided to go to her shoe store to take a look.
She stood outside the window for a long time, but never took that step.
She knew in her heart that she needed to live like an invisible person now.
Once Humpty Dumpty and others When people, or even Mr.
Du, learned of her return, Jinhua was certain that he would not be able to escape.
Everything in the past is too much like dominoes.
Perhaps life is just like dominoes.
One careless move will cause you to lose everything.
Jinhua now often thinks of Gao Wenxuan in western Hunan.
According to the black-skinned old man, Gao Wenxuan is very good now.
He has premeditated and wants to do something big.
Since Gao Wenxuan was busy in Xiangxi, Jinhua had no intention of staying idle.
After she cheered up, she thought twice and ran to see David and the teacher.
David did not recognize Jinhua at first because he had not seen her for three years.
He thought something had happened to Jinhua.
He was sad for a long time and then became silent.
The couple would often bring a large bouquet of flowers with them on a quiet afternoon, walk to the public grave under the setting sun, and then place the flowers on her grave.
While drinking the coffee brought by the teacher, Jinhua couldn't laugh or cry at David's crooked remarks.
She was happy to be together but also a little sad.
She hugged the teacher and David together.
When the teacher hugged Jinhua, there was a bit of determination in her gentle brown eyes.
She looked at David and then said directly: "Jinhua, I may go back with David."
The situation in France is uncertain now, so we plan to go back.”
Jinhua was a little stunned.
No matter it was three years ago or now, she never thought that the teacher would leave.
She was stunned and nodded calmly: "Okay.
Then have a good trip, teacher."
David's words were more tactful than the teacher's: "Girl, we both came up with this matter temporarily.
We originally wanted to take you with us, but the current situation abroad is far more violent than the situation at home."
Jinhua nodded and replied: "I know a little bit."
She didn't say anything else after that.
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It was only natural for David to go back to France with his teacher, so she couldn't stop him.
It was just that the decision made by the teacher and David was too sudden.
Jinhua thought about it and decided to go back after finishing the ice cream ball in front of her.
She told the teacher and David that as long as they left, she would go to the dock to see them off.
Compared with Jinhua's life of bumping into walls, Su Su not only won the victory with one hit, she was playing with the shiny nail shells on her hands and talking to Bai Chong.
Bai Chong was lying on the rocking chair, holding the cigarette between his two fingers, and took a deep breath.
Then he came to Su Su with a calm expression on his face.
He wanted to communicate with Su Su as closely as possible, but Su Su refused.
Ken looked at him, which made him very angry.
Su Su saw Bai Chong's displeasure, then closed the book in her hand, turned off the light and went to bed.
Their cold war started with the Gao family in Peking, and they still had not reconciled after more than half a year.
Su Su was neither salty nor indifferent towards Bai Chong.
Even though his germ was growing in her body, she was still so angry when she looked at him that she was still unforgivable towards him.
Seeing Su Su turn off the light, Bai Chong put out the cigarette in his hand.
He walked to Su Su's bed in his slippers, sat down and was kicked out of the bed.
"Su Su" Bai Chong called Su Su helplessly.
Obviously, his shouting was of no use.
Su Su's cold voice soon came from under the quilt.
She could always block everything he wanted to say with one sentence.
To Bai Chong, she only said: One word: "Dirty."
Bai Chong has always lived in the shadow of this word.
No matter what he does, Su Su always feels that he is unclean and dirty.
What she means by dirty is not stains on his body, but his whole person.
If you do things without conscience, your heart is bad, and you are completely bad.
Bai Chong felt painful.
He didn't know that his patience with the little girl would be exhausted that day.
The Rong Jinhua incident was enough to make him anxious, but Gao Wenxuan was killed again.
That old man was more powerful than anyone else.
You have to be shrewd.
He is in the open and the old guy is in the dark.
You can always figure out his trump card.
It's really a ghost.
Su Su saw Bai Chong squatting on the ground, looking very hopeless.
She couldn't explain why she felt so soft in her heart.
She unexpectedly spoke softly to Bai Chong: "How did you solve the Rong Jinhua matter?"
" It was something Bai Chong had never seen before that Su Su was as gentle as water.
He looked at Su Su, and after a while, he said somewhat uncomfortably: "I am responsible for everything, so don't worry about Rong Jinhua's affairs.
Think about it, what you have to do now is to eat well, rest well, and be well every day."
Before Bai Chong finished speaking, he was interrupted by Su Su.
He felt that Su Su's eyes were so bright, but he couldn't tell what Su Su's mentality was.
She always controlled him easily.
"Trash, you can't handle such a small thing, why bother making these promises to me."
Bai Chong was speechless in the face of Su Su's accusations.
He knew that Su Su had more eyes than him to spy on every slightest sign of trouble.
"I'll send someone to Shanghai.
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Don't worry.
Take good care of the baby.
I'll go out to sleep tonight."
Bai Chong said lightly, then opened the door and walked out of the bedroom.
Su Su was lying on the bed.
After Gao Wenxuan left, she turned off the lights completely.
She was not sleepy at all.
She held the corners of the quilt with both hands and watched the moonlight flowing in the room like water with no expression on her face.
She thought of the night conversation she had with Rong Jinhua in the Peking Hotel, and she clearly remembered every word they said.
The more she thought about it, the more painful it became, and the more she thought about it, the more annoyed she became.
Finally, Su Su couldn't help but burst into tears.
Bai Chong did not leave outside.
He held a cigarette in his hand and stood at the stairs, quietly listening to Su Su's cry.
He felt even more uncomfortable than Su Su. sjgsf0916: