Chapter Fourteen Seeing each other is like not seeing each other
() The first thing Xue Xiang saw out of the corner of his eye was a pair of dazzlingly white feet. The ten delicate toes were crystal clear. As he was running to avoid the rain, his crystal fingers stepped on the snow-white cloth sandals, pressing out the appropriate shade of rouge.
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The dark gravel road was lined with light white flowers on both sides. Under the wash of the rain, a thin mist was raised. The wind was strong and the rain was heavy. Those delicate feet stepped even more quickly in the rain.
The light green trousers were gradually soaked with water stains, and the soaked fabric immediately stuck to the calves, forming a pair of slender and graceful legs.
Xue Laosan looked intently. Where the smoke was misty and the rain streaks were flying away, the woman in green trousers and white shoes gently pulled the trousers seams at her hips with her hands, pulled up the trousers legs, and moved gracefully, as if she was in this ink color that was suitable for movement and stillness.
On the stage, the dance steps are fast and flying, as erratic as a god, and the waves are moving slightly.
It seems that the tall old red wall in the distance, the ink-colored gravel path under your feet, the delicate white flowers that have just received grace on the roadside, the soft drizzle, and the light slanting wind all build up a perfect foundation for this dancing step on the waves.
The layered, moving and still curtains are hazy, like a freehand landscape, as bright and ancient as a Tang poem, as graceful and charming as a Song poem. It was this untimely shower that encountered this pretty green shadow,
He also became gentle and pleasant.
Xue Xiang looked at the light green shadow, his cheeks slightly pulled up, as if he was watching an image in the rain that was pleasant to the eyes and ears, so deeply affectionate that his face was naturally moved.
The green shadow came quickly, skipping over the dark gravel road, turning around a flower bed, and finally stepped into the open space supported by the old banyan tree with a pair of white feet.
As soon as she came in, the few people crowded in that place hurriedly made a clearing.
When she entered the open space, she rolled up her soaked sleeves, revealing her long and slender wrists, and shook her short black hair. The round water drops seemed to sway along her green clothes.
When it fell, it was as if this water-like beauty was wearing a dress made of green ripples.
Xue Laosan asked himself whether he had ever seen beauties. Su Mei and Xiao Nizi were both stunningly beautiful. One was a snow lotus covered with nine-day glow on the snow-capped mountains, and the other was a swaying holy water in the floating waves of the green sea.
Green lotus. If we still compare it with flowers, the girl in front of us is like the orchid in the empty and lonely valley, so beautiful that it is a bit ethereal.
Xue Laosan stared at the girl's body for a long time, from the feet to the waist, from the waist to the hips, and then from the hips to the delicate short hair, but he never looked at the girl's face. He seemed to be looking at the girl's face.
Try hard to visualize the girl wearing water clothes in front of you, and turn the image into an elf on this rainy day.
Since it is to be visualized, there is no need to look at the face. If this girl had an ordinary face, wouldn't it be cruel to destroy Xue Laosan's rare painting and poetry.
"Wei Chu, Wei Chu, what are you looking at?"
Xue Laosan was looking at him in rapt attention when a discordant female voice broke the immersive silence.
Xue Laosan also woke up with a start, and quickly looked away. He was also worried, and he stared blankly for a long time. Don't let anyone find out, it would be embarrassing.
As soon as this thought came up, Xue Laosan couldn't help but take a peek again. He wanted to see if the girl was aware of his peeping.
Xue Laosan's bright eyes glanced over, and what came into view was a pair of eyes. What kind of eyes were they? They were filled with surprise, sadness, and a hint of joy. Soon, a thin mist filled the eyes.
Xue Laosan was surprised how this girl's eyes could have such rich expressions. He stared at the pair of eyes as bright as the stars, and for a moment he felt a little crazy.
"Director Wei, let's go together, I have an umbrella!"
As this male voice came, the eyes in Xue Laosan's eyes finally turned away.
Only then did Xue Laosan's vision lift out of those eyes and open up. The girl's eyes, nose, and face became clearer in sequence.
When a complete outline was reprinted on the center of Xue Laosan's pupils, the shrunken pupils suddenly enlarged. His mind seemed to be struck by a hundred thousand thunders, and only one thought remained in his mind: How could it be her?
"Zhang Chu, I've long seen that you have other plans. I asked you why you got here even though you have an umbrella. It turns out that you are here specifically to pick up the guards. Your false plan to conquer Guo is too playful.
It’s obvious.”
"Xiao Li, with your mouth like this, your future death will definitely be caused by tongue cancer!"
"Ha ha……"
Gradually, a few more people came here to take shelter from the rain. After the girl in green declined the invitation from the office, she said in a very graceful manner, "Director Wei, don't stay here for a long time. I will ask the logistics immediately."
The comrades from the office will bring umbrellas to pick her up." After saying that, he went by himself.
The noise over there also made Xue Laosan wake up from the shock, but his mind was still in a mess!
Even if his brain was replaced with a computer, he would never have imagined that he would bump into her here, Wei Lan!
If there was anyone whom Xue Xiang felt sorry for in his life, apart from the old gatekeeper of the Mingzhu Municipal Party Committee compound who died for him, it was the green wind in front of him. It was her design, but the beauty was deeply affectionate and full of blood.
, he was still filled with guilt every time he thought about it.
That day, Wei Lan left a letter and drifted away, and Xue Xiang also said goodbye. Because it was destined to be a silent ending, he could only hide the irreparable guilt and emotion towards Wei Lan.
In the coldest corner of my heart.
However, what Xue Xiang never expected was that he would meet her again at this moment. In an instant, thousands of sorrows, like a broken flood, surged and roared into his heart.
After thinking for a long time, Xue Laosan suddenly raised his head and opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
It turned out that what he was thinking was that since they met, both in public and private matters, he should say something. Wei Lan was a lesbian and it was difficult to speak, but he, Xue Laosan, was a man and had to take responsibility. But he really waited for him to open his mouth.
When I opened my mouth, I found that I could only think about this lofty sentiment in my heart, and it was extremely difficult to get even half a word out between my teeth.
Xue Laosan was speechless and could only look at Wei Lan quietly, watching her pretending to be squeezing away the water stains on her clothes.
Looking at it, Xue Xiang suddenly realized that Wei Lan in front of him looked so familiar yet strange!
What is familiar is that the faint aura of nobility has not changed; what is unfamiliar is that the once mature Wei Meiren has lost a lot of her beauty all of a sudden, and is as weak as a water lotus that can't stand the cool breeze and is shy, especially the one that always has a high ponytail.
Her hair was suddenly styled into a short bob, which had a magical effect. Xue Xiang had never known that the changes in women's clothing could reflect such an age difference. How could the current Wei Mei still look like the noble young woman she once was?
She is just a pretty girl.
Just like that, here, Xue Laosan's eyes were glued to Wei Lan, marveling at the magic of the woman's dress. On the other side, Wei Lan lowered his head, rubbing here and there, pinching there, a circle of water-soaked
The hem of his clothes was about to be lifted up by her before his eyes.
Although Wei Lan didn't raise her head, she knew that Xue Xiang's eyes were looking over and focused on her.
The scorching heat immediately burned up in her heart. She didn't dare to raise her head, speak, or even move. The heat all over her body seemed to evaporate the water vapor on her body. In an instant, there was a burning sensation on her neck.
A red cloud rose, burning from the base of the crystal clear ears to the chest.
Wei Lan was extremely upset when suddenly there was the sound of kicking and splashing water in the distance, and then she heard shouts from around her.
"Hey, the umbrella is finally here!"
"What a stain. I've been waiting for this for a long time!"
"Don't be too slow. If it weren't for the glory of Zhan Wei, there would still be time to wait!"
"Yeah, according to what you said, I have to treat the health department to dinner!"
"You, Mr. Liu, are really good at climbing along the pole! But I guess the guard won't appreciate it!"
In the noisy room, the people from the logistics department finally delivered bunches of umbrellas. Wei Lan grabbed one first and threw it towards Xue Xiang without even looking at it. She didn't care whether Xue Xiang caught it or not.
He picked up a branch, opened it, and hurriedly got in. He turned around and ran into the rain curtain. In an instant, he was far away.
With a bang, Wei Lan's body was firmly pressed against the door, gasping for air, as if she was trying to escape the pursuit of a ferocious beast.
Her plump body was pressed tightly against the door, and it seemed that only this compact touch could soothe her restless heart.
Dong dong, dong dong dong...
Suddenly, there was a rapid knock on the door, one after another, one after another, as if a giant hammer was hitting her heart, knocking her heart to the point that it was about to burst.
"Is he coming after me?" Wei Lan tried her best to cover her jade face, which was burning like charcoal fire, and pressed her back tightly against the door. The ten crystal clear jade toes also turned beautiful rouge due to the exertion.
"Sister, open the door, open the door!" came a female voice from outside the door.
With a swipe of the brush, Wei Lan's blood-red jade face suddenly turned pale, and her heart suddenly dropped, and instantly she was filled with despair.
With a creak, the door opened.
Before Wei Lan could say anything, the girl outside the door sneered, slid in, slammed the door shut, grabbed Wei Lan's hand, dragged her to the desk, and said hurriedly: "Sister Lan, Lan
Sister, I, I... look... see Xue, Secretary Xue, Xue Xiang!"
At dawn, it was Xiaofang who drove to pick up Wei Lan early in the morning, bringing charcoal fire and chicken soup.
Later, Wei Lan was transferred to Shancheng City and brought Xiaofang with him. Later, Wei Lan was transferred to the Organization Department of the Sichuan Provincial Committee and brought Xiaofang with him.
Because of this cause and effect, the relationship between the two can be said to be extremely close. On weekdays and in private, they call them sisters.
"Hey, sister, have you seen this face of yours?"
Xiaofang was born as a secretary, and observing words and emotions was a compulsory subject. At this moment, seeing that Wei Lan's face was flushed and she was not shocked after hearing such explosive news, Xiaofang naturally got a clue.
Wei Lan nodded lightly, and Xiaofang said: "I guess he has been transferred to Shuzhong. Now that's good. Sister, this is a God-given opportunity. I will go and find out for you to see which unit this heartless man has been transferred to."
As she was talking, Xiaofang was about to slip out the door, but was caught by Wei Lan, "Stop prying around. It's as if we've seen each other but we haven't seen each other yet. Love is like heartlessness. He's married and has a family."