Rebirth 78, the beginning of the marriage was broken off by the female educated youth

Li Xiangnan sniffed, sniffed again, and sniffed again.

I always feel that the smell is somewhat similar to what I have smelled before, but to be specific, it feels quite different.

He held Song Yi's hand, frowning, recalling the special smell he had smelled on the cloth before, summarizing and recalling.

Then he saw a face that was completely red to the extreme, completely different from the fair skin, opposite to the soft, boneless, white and translucent jade hand!

"..." He looked down and exclaimed, then he realized what he had just done!

Damn it!

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Li Xiangnan quickly let go of Song Yi's hand, and his fingertips inadvertently brushed against the withdrawn palm.

The moment the two hands crossed and separated, he felt an unprecedented feeling.

brush!

Song Yi's face suddenly turned red again, and she quickly lowered her head to cover it up by drinking tea.

Under the influence of her pounding heart, she felt that her pulse was beating more wildly than in the past twenty-two years.

While drinking tea, she quietly glanced at her slightly trembling left hand on the table, and at this moment she inexplicably felt a sense of loss.

Suddenly, her heartbeat quickened again.

Unconsciously, she was actually looking forward to being held by Li Xiangnan's big hand.

She longed to be held, led, pinched, smelled, or even played with by that hand...

hiss!

When Song Yi realized that such a strange feeling had arisen in her heart, her legs were inadvertently clamped together under the table again.

So embarrassing!

So embarrassing!

What a shame!

What's wrong with me!

"Smell it, have you ever seen this smell before?"

Suddenly, a hand stretched out in front of me, holding a piece of torn gray-black cloth.

Song Yi looked up, feeling a little dazed.

Ok?

Isn’t Li Xiangnan coming to me tonight to “reminisce”?

Did he really come to see me for something?

And the purpose of looking for me is this piece of cloth in front of you?

Want me to smell it?

Song Yi took the cloth as if possessed, unfolded it carefully, and put it in front of her nose to smell it.

Then sniffed again!

Sniff again!

It was exactly the same action as what Li Xiangnan did just now!

Her face suddenly turned two shades redder.

Only then did he understand that Li Xiangnan's subconscious action just now was not to flirt with him, but to confirm the aura of this cloth!

This is a piece of perfumed cloth!

Song Yi suddenly felt a little amused and speechless about her own little thoughts.

Hey, Xiangnan is asking you to do something for him, why are you thinking too much?

“This is Chanel No. 5!”

But she was the daughter of the Song family after all, and had seen many big scenes. Although it was the first time that her hand was grabbed by a man, she had seen the world after all, and she quickly regained her composure and forced herself to come back to her senses from the trembling.

"Chanel No. 5?" Li Xiangnan was stunned and a little surprised.

He had heard of this brand of perfume before, and it was even very famous, but he didn't expect that someone was using this perfume in 1980!

He is not good at luxury goods!

I am even a layman when it comes to perfume.

So I quickly asked, "Is there anything special about this thing?"

He noticed that Song Yi's expression was not right. "What do you know? Tell me!"

"Huh!" Seeing that Li Xiangnan noticed her panic but thought it was caused by the perfume, Song Yi breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said seriously, "This is Chanel No. 5 perfume! It's not available in China, only abroad! Besides, few people use this scent now!"

"Oh?" Seeing that she recognized it so quickly, Li Xiangnan's eyes showed admiration.

"Chanel perfume, launched in Paris in 1921, pioneered the modern perfume industry with its complex blend of aldehydes and over 80 floral notes, becoming one of the leading brands of aldehyde-based fragrances! It's a must-try for anyone who wants to experience the emotional pleasure that perfume can bring!"

At this point, Song Yi's tone became gentle, "The bottle you gave me before was also one of the Chanel No. 5 perfumes!"

"No wonder I felt familiar when I smelled this fragrance tonight!" Li Xiangnan suddenly realized, and at the same time admired the insight of Song Yi, a lady from a noble family.

It’s such a simple perfume, but there are so many details to it!

When he thought about the information of future generations and compared it with the present, he directly obtained the rest of the information!

The woman who went deep into the ruins of the Mu family tonight must not be an ordinary person!

You should know that this perfume is imported and it was not until the 1990s that it opened counters in China. It is very expensive.

Even in the 80s, it was not easy to buy a bottle of perfume.

Ordinary people can’t afford it either.

If Song Zimo hadn't brought him along a few days ago, he wouldn't have bought this perfume in Wangfujing to repay Song Yi for giving the perfume to Song Zimo to waste during the Xu Sheng case!

"Song Yi, you know so much. A few days ago, I picked out a perfume for you, and it was Zimo who helped me pick it out. I don't understand this stuff!" Li Xiangnan told the truth.

"Hehehe..." Song Yi covered her mouth and laughed softly after being praised by him.

A woman looks good to one who pleases her, and a scholar dies for a confidant.

Li Xiangnan rarely praises others at such moments. Perhaps it was because he pinched her hand just now, but Song Yi just felt very happy at the moment, with an indescribable joy all over her body.

She also occasionally read magazines and realized that she was probably just overwhelmed by hormones.

As soon as this thought came to her mind, her heart, which had just calmed down, began to beat violently again, and her face began to turn red.

Because she remembered.

In countless magazines, storybooks, and novels, hormones are mostly related to love.

"Then the smell on this piece of cloth, which you said is Chanel, is different from yours. What is the difference?"

Li Xiangnan's words suddenly rang out again.

Song Yi looked at him intently and found that his brows were furrowed, as if he was troubled by such a difficult problem.

He was troubled, and she inadvertently showed a hint of anxiety.

For some reason, Song Yi really wanted to reach out and wipe away the sadness between Li Xiangnan's brows, and soothe the worries in his heart.

"Wait a minute!" So she stood up quickly.

After a while, she came out with an exquisite glass bottle, with a girlish joy on her face, "Look, this is the perfume you gave me. I only used a little bit that night, and I couldn't bear to use it all up."

Li Xiangnan took the bottle and his fingertips accidentally brushed against her palm.

Song Yi's face suddenly turned red, and she hurriedly lowered her head to pour tea to cover it up.

"Does the scent I gave you be the same as that on the cloth?" Li Xiangnan placed two perfume bottles side by side on the stone table.

Song Yi compared them carefully and shook her head: "They are not quite the same. The one you gave me is the new version, which is fresher. The one on the fabric is the old version, and the aftertaste is more mellow."

She suddenly straightened up, the collar of her training clothes opening slightly as she moved, and asked warily, "Xiangnan, where did you get this?"

Li Xiangnan quickly lowered his head and looked away, then he picked up the copper kettle and poured a refill for himself and her. "I met someone at the explosion site tonight. A woman. This piece of cloth came from her!"

Song Yi's expression gradually became serious: "Someone from the Mu family?"

"So I need you to help me find this woman!"

"..."