Reborn In the 1990s

"Not who are you? In addition to you and me, there is a third -- "

" it's me. " The third person's voice sounded, scared Fang Ruixue and Qing Feiyang's heart a jump, two people at the same time silence.

"What? Hand in hand going to the bathroom? " Cheng Yu's eyes move down and stay on the wrist.

Qing Feiyang only felt the hair behind his neck burst, whizzing his wrist out of Fang Ruixue's hand.

"That, that Well, I and I go to the bathroom, you and you talk slowly, slowly. " He leaned sideways against the wall. Like a gecko, "Chi Chi Chi" glides past Cheng Yu's eyes. He is afraid that Cheng Yu will "Shua" throw a steel nail from his sleeve and nail him to the wall.

In contrast, Fang Ruixue. She stood in the same place with a calm face, fearless.

Cheng Yu raised his eyes, and their eyes crossed in the air, but for two seconds, Fang Ruixue was defeated and bowed his head.

She just took Qing Feiyang and left. I didn't expect that the two talents had just been misunderstood by Jianjian. Under such a pull, they might also be misunderstood by others.

"That Actually, I'm here to go to the bathroom Fang Ruixue explained in a low voice that although it was true, she did not dare to learn from Qing Feiyang and slip away in front of Cheng Yu.

"Oh." Cheng Yu should be a, voice calm can not hear what mood, "it seems that I disturb you to go to the toilet together."

Fang Ruixue shrunk his shoulders and always felt that Cheng Yu was calm before the storm came.

"Er If you think it's together, it's together. " Thinking of Jian Jian's misunderstanding, the devil in Fang Ruixue's heart suddenly fluttered his wings, "do you want to come with me?"

She also specially stroke Yu raised eyebrows, not afraid to fight at all.

As a result, Cheng Yu did not accept the move, but hit a straight ball: "jealous."

Fang Ruixue was happy, but she didn't show it on her face. She also learned the idiom and said quietly, "Oh."

Cheng Yu approached slightly and raised his mouth: "what's the meaning of" Oh "

Fang Ruixue covered her mouth for fear that she would laugh out loud. But still quietly remind: "it's Jian Jian."

"Bad study." Cheng Yu pinched her face.

The little devil fluttered his wings in Fang Ruixue's heart. As he flew higher and higher, he was suddenly hit by Cupid's arrow and disappeared.

In the afternoon, the storm finally had the meaning to stop, the sky slightly showed a glimmer of light, even the waves on the sea were smaller, there were seagulls chasing waves, flying in the sea.

Fang Ruixue finally got out of the hotel. I feel fresh when I look at everything. I can also hold my camera to shoot two stone lions in front of the hotel.

In the rainstorm, some flowers are still in bloom. Fang Ruixue aims at the weeds with petals stuck in the soil. As soon as she presses the shutter, a group of people come face to face outside the hotel.

Probably also the general entrepreneur who came to attend the conference, walking on the concrete ground wet by rain, gave a kind of momentum to participate in the film festival red carpet.

Fang Ruixue stood on the edge of the flower bed, relying on a welcome pine to block. The shutter was pressed at the group.

Click -

it's clearly a light and inaudible sound in the noisy outdoor environment, but someone must have heard it. A man turned his head and took a look in the direction of Fang Ruixue. The face, which had been reduced many times in the lens, was reflected in Fang Ruixue's eyes, and could not see clearly.

I think I've seen it somewhere. Fang Ruixue thought so when she put down her camera, but she didn't have much time to tangle because she wanted to use the afternoon when it didn't rain. Go through all the places around the hotel, otherwise when she comes back to green city, her camera memory may still be empty.

But Fang Ruixue is doomed to be disappointed, because the surrounding area of this hotel is so desolate that Fang Ruixue begins to doubt whether it is a five-star hotel.

"Besides the grass is the tree, it is not as novel as the rolling clouds in the sky." Fang Ruixue flipped through the photos of the camera. She even got wet shoes. In addition to all kinds of lawns from different angles, she finally got a lot of grass. It's all kinds of trees, not even individuals.

"It's strange that there are tourists in this kind of place." She held the camera at the distant boundless sea, but because the distance was too far, she could only get a piece of gray.

The round lens follows her 360 degrees. Across the golden corner of the hotel, the tree top covered with water drops, and the car tires washed clean by rain. Finally, I got a pair of feet with high-heeled sandals.

Feet? Fang Ruixue moved the camera and squatted on the road except for the car. She squinted at the foot that suddenly appeared in her lens.

It is a pair of women's feet, wearing a pair of high-heeled sandals with bandage, white and clean, not stained with a little soil, is a pair of "noble feet" of honor and treatment.

Fang Ruixue stood up and walked two steps forward. She heard the owner of the pair of "noble feet" on the phone, in a strange and familiar tone.

"Xu Ruoxi." Fang Ruixue put the camera into his backpack and looked at the man with his back to her, who was arguing fiercely over the phone.The man was immersed in his emotions. I didn't hear that.

So Fang Ruixue picked up a branch that was broken by the storm and poked the man: "Xu Ruoxi."

"What are you doing?! Looking back, Fang Ruixue could recognize Xu Ruoxi even though he had hair color, eyebrow shape and lips different from his memory.

This is a man she can recognize by her feet and back.

"Long time no see." Fang Ruixue shook the branches in his hand, and the two leaves on the top of the tree followed Xu Ruoxi's eyes.

"Who are you?" Xu Ruoxi asked irritably. She didn't recognize Fang Ruixue.

The phone in her hand didn't cut off. The person opposite asked her a question. She glanced at Fang Ruixue, stepped on her high-heeled shoes and walked away for two steps. Then she whispered to her mobile phone: "it's a neuropathy!"

Fang Ruixue didn't care. She stood there playing with the branches while waiting. She noticed that the red car beside Xu Ruoxi had the license plate of Huainan City, which should be Xu Ruoxi's own car.

Although it was a tempest and cooling weather, Xu Ruoxi still wore a Chanel dress and a small suit. The fabric of the skirt is very thin. When the breeze blows, it is like the tail fin of a mermaid. It swings gently, reflecting Xu Ruoxi's two white and long legs. It is just like a dream.

What if you put plaster on these legs? That must be better than yourself. Fang Ruixue thinks so, the wrist that flings branch more and more force.