Hu Ti left, and when saying goodbye, he just said lightly, "Something seems to have happened at Aunt Wan's house. I have to go back and have a look, and then I'll be back." With this sentence, he left the door decisively.
Looking at the closed door, Mu Tian felt somewhat disappointed. The thought of "valuing sex over friends" flashed through his mind.
Did something happen to Aunt Wan's family? It was clearly Ouyang Hui who had something happen to her!
He then thought again, isn't Ouyang Hui also living in Aunt Wan's house? If something happened to her family, he should go and see. However, he still felt a little lost in his heart involuntarily.
Hu Ti mentioned Ji Ruoxi before leaving, which made Yichen appear in his mind again, but it was very vague.
He felt a panic. Did the memory of his previous life disappear just like this? This panic must come from unconsciousness. He no longer knows who he is?
Before I knew it, night had fallen.
The waiter knocked on the door and brought dinner. He said it was ordered by Mr. Hu who was out.
Mu Tian looked at a few side dishes and a large bowl of porridge, and smiled inwardly.
"Brothers are still brothers."
He asked the waiter if he had any old wine.
The waiter said very politely that Mr. Hu told me not to let you drink as much as possible. Moreover, our store only has French brandy.
Ha. Mu Tian thought about it. If he doesn’t give you a drink, it might be regarded as a kind of friendship at this time, so he won’t have any trouble with the waiter. After eating porridge and a few bites of side dishes, he lay down on the bed with his clothes fully clothed. I don’t know.
Feeling confused.
…
At this time, Hu Ti poured himself two more drinks, as if to consolidate his commitment.
Ouyang Huixing, who had also eaten some wine, had eyes wide open and could no longer sit still on the low stool. She poured another glass of wine, sat on Hu Ti's lap, then put her arms around his neck, trying to feed the wine in his hand.
He eats.
This sudden move frightened Hu Ti a lot, and he sobered up a little. He tilted his head back, but unexpectedly Ouyang Hui pulled him over again with force.
Hu Ti's head and face suddenly pressed against Ouyang Hui's chest. It was a gentle oppression.
Ouyang Hui didn't move, quietly, but held her arms tighter.
The wine glass in his hand fell to the ground.
Broken.
Hu Ti suddenly stood up, but Ouyang Hui hung on his neck.
The gentle pressure made him make a series of "uh-uh" sounds in his throat, and his hands subconsciously wrapped their arms around Ouyang Hui's plump waist. As soon as he touched it, the same warmth made his heart throb.
The light in the pavilion just shone on his face. He held up Ouyang Hui's face, which was buried deeper, and stared into Ouyang Hui's eyes, which were shining with scattered light.
"I have to go." Hu Ti's voice was weird, as if something was stuck in his throat.
"You, you want to leave? At this time?" Ouyang Hui raised her head, still looking at him with blurred eyes, and murmured, her voice seemed to be coming from a very far away place.
…
Xiao Rongguang and Hao Sijia came out of the Seven Stars, got in the car, and went straight to the Oriental Grand Theater.
Scarlett Hao came to Shanghai from Hong Kong this time because she saw an advertisement in the newspaper and came specifically to apply for the role of an actor in "The Nutcracker". He studied violin in France and graduated from the Juliet Conservatoire, but his academic performance was very average. Later he entered
Marseille Orchestra, but she is just an ordinary violinist, but she loves ballet. Originally she went to Hong Kong with her fiancé Xiao Rongguang on business, but this time he was transferred to Shanghai, so she came with him.
Xiao Rongguang met Scarlett Hao at the Juliet Conservatory of Music, where he studied piano and composition.
Scarlett Hao is a Chinese-French mixed-race. Her grandfather, Hao Wenlai, was a tea merchant. He married a French woman, Emily, and gave birth to a son named Hao Xingkui. Hao Xingkui also married a French woman named Juliet and had an only daughter, Scarlett Hao, who was in school.
I met Xiao Rongguang when I was young, and they fell in love and got engaged.
Hao Wenlai was in the tea business. He went to France in his early years and was the founder of "Houston" teabags. He has been running the teabag business and sold his products in England, France and Germany, and he made a fortune from this.
When Brigadier Xiao traveled from Hong Kong to France, he brought a lot of money with him. After more than ten years of fighting in the north and south, Brigadier Xiao had naturally completed his primitive accumulation. He bravely retreated to the sea to engage in business. When he arrived in France, he started his own business.
Investment and trading. Capital increased a lot.
Those who study art are generally children from rich families. Art is not something that should be eaten or drunk. Only those who are extremely bored and don't have to run around for a few taels of money, and whose families are extremely rich, can afford it.
These are two rich kids.
Peake was extremely satisfied when he saw Scarlett Hao, but Mary Sue was not very enthusiastic, although they became best friends within half an hour. However, in Mary Sue's opinion, Scarlett Hao was more suitable for Margaret, so there was a crisis
feel.
Otherwise, women’s intuition is very accurate.
When Peake was auditioning for the role, he only watched a small part of Scarlett Hao's dance. Instead, he took Marguerite's aria from "La Traviata" and tried it out one after another.
"The Nutcracker" is specially rehearsed for Christmas, in order to grab the Christmas slot. "La Traviata" is a regular performance at the Oriental Grand Theatre.
Peake did not hide the secret from Mary Sue, telling her that he wanted to hire Scarlett Scarlett to play Margaret's B role. When he prepared "Phantom of the Opera" for Mary Sue, he asked Scarlett Scarlet to play the lead role of Margaret.
The two dramas take turns, and the heroines play each other's ab roles. This should be a genius idea.
…
Mu Tian had a nightmare, dreaming that Hu Ti fell off a cliff. He went to save him, but he also fell down.
He suddenly woke up with fright, as if he had no strength at all. He looked at his watch and thought it was time to go to Fengzeli. So he went downstairs and called a rickshaw.
As soon as the coachman heard that he was going to Fengzeli, he looked back at him and asked for more money.
Mu Tian was not short of money, but he was responsible for this blatant and righteous killing. He asked the driver to get out first and asked him how much he wanted to add. The driver looked at him again, his eyes were like a scale, and he seemed to be weighing Mu Tian.
weight, and then said, "Thirty percent. All the people who go there are rich people."
Mu Tian looked at the driver's face that suddenly became extremely ugly and shameless. His mind was buzzing for a while, and he remembered the situation in his previous life when he used different mobile phones to call a taxi and the charges were different.
I have money, but I can’t let you spend it in vain!
He took out the gun and put it on his lap, "How many percent do you think this counts?"
"Ten percent, ten percent." The driver pulled up the cart in horror and drove away. He kept looking back, but what he was looking at was no longer Shi Mutian, but the gun in his hand.
Mu Tian also had a gun in his previous life, but it was for dealing with drug dealers. In fact, the world is absurd. These murderers kill people without restraint every day, no less than drug dealers, but they can live in peace and harmony.
You feel complacent, thinking that they have higher IQs than you, and you deserve to be slaughtered, but you can't point a gun at them.
When I thought about Yichen's appearance before, the idea of going back in time was now somewhat dispelled.
The driver was probably scared and wanted to get rid of the gun-wielding demon in the car as soon as possible. Before Mu Tian could figure out a question, the car had already reached Xingjia Slope Road and was about to turn into Lane Three.
Mu Tian asked the coachman to stop. As soon as he got out of the car, the coachman took the coach and trotted into the alley opposite and disappeared. Mu Tian stood on the roadside and was stunned for a moment, then put a silver dollar in his hand into
In the pocket.
He caught a glimpse of the grocery store at the entrance of the lane with the lights still on. The door was only half-closed and there were figures walking under the lights. He sat down at a wonton stall next to it and asked the shopkeeper to fry four side dishes and took them.
A bottle of old wine, I glanced at the brightly lit grocery store from time to time and started eating.
After a while, a car drove past, but then backed up and stopped behind the wonton stall.