Kuai Chuan Zhi Won't Love You Again

Su Nianlan watched Shen Bing leave.

The winter in Shanghai is much warmer than the days when I spent the winter in Yunnan when I was young.It’s just that at that time, there was a woman who was willing to hold her and walk around the streets, rubbing her stiff fingers with her cold red hands, and telling her in a soft and weak voice, don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, you will soon be gone. cold.Su Nianlan stretched out her fingers, her slender fingers were surprisingly white and tender under the sun.She is not a person who is good at remembering, but she is a little crazy at the moment.Miyamoto on the side was very surprised, but he is a person who is very gracious to beautiful women, so a man and a woman stood at the door, one stared at the woman in a daze, and the other stared in a daze at his fingers.

Su Nianlan was the first to come back to his senses.She withdrew her hand, looked at the demented Miyamoto, and smiled meaningfully, "Are you stupid, what are you doing standing here?"

Miyamoto was taken aback, looked at Su Nianlan inexplicably, and seemed to realize it after a long time, "Lan, isn't it you?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"...It's nothing." Miyamoto frowned, and then smiled again for a moment, "It's cold outside, shall we go in?"

Su Nianlan thought to himself, it turns out that men are also fickle animals.

Miyamoto and Su Nianlan found a seat by the window, Miyamoto said with a smile that Su Nianlan was a special person, Su Nianlan paused when she pulled the curtains, and asked in response to the situation, "What makes me special to you?"

"Sensitive, alert, very different from other women."

"Like the first time we met, you and I had a fight?"

Miyamoto laughed "haha". After laughing, he felt funny again. He scratched his hair and stared at the white curtain in front of Su Nianlan, "White curtain?"

"Well, white." Pure white, simple and natural.Su Nianlan turned around, "What would you like to drink?"

Su Nianlan and Miyamoto sat together and drank a few glasses of wine. During this period, Su Nianlan laughed at the other party's poor Chinese. Miyamoto laughed heartily and begged Su Nianlan to teach him Chinese.Su Nianlan smiled, just picked up the cup and took a sip.

"Lan, I suddenly remembered it!" Miyamoto was slightly disappointed, his eyes lit up, he stood up suddenly, and the chair "snaked" and rubbed violently against the smooth floor.

"What do you remember?" Su Nianlan raised her head to look at him, her face full of doubts.

"That lady...that lady!" Miyamoto patted the table, "I saw her at the customs gate!"

Su Nianlan's complexion changed slightly, her back straightened, then she turned her face away in an instant, and said with a smile, "Oh——I said, why do you keep looking at her, so this is the reason?"

"No, no, it's not." Miyamoto waved his hand, "I mean, I saw her back at the Customs Department. Not long ago, there was a drug smuggling, I..."

Not long ago, the Customs Department seized a batch of drug smuggling, and the Japanese police had a dispute with the workers on the dock. By the time the dispute was resolved, the smugglers had disappeared.It is said that the smugglers may be anti-government elements.In other words, the person who delivered the medicine might be the Communist Party or the Kuomintang.

Su Nianlan's eyes darkened, "But so many people come and go every day, how can you be sure that you have seen her?"

"I went to inspect that day, and one of them bumped into me. He had a gun in his hand and covered his face, but I saw his back." Miyamoto smiled proudly, "I have also been trained, and I can recognize the back very well. high!"

"Then what do you think..." Su Nianlan thought for a while, frowned, as if organizing her words, "Who is Shen Bing?"

Miyamoto was silent for a while, and the excitement in his eyes gradually subsided, Nuo Nuo said, "I don't know about this either."

"Miyamoto, could it be that you misread it?" Su Nianlan looked at him and said slowly, "You didn't see his face, you just saw his back, and you don't even know his gender..."

"Y-maybe." Miyamoto replied uncertainly, "But should I tell my father?"

"Isn't it good to tell your father about something you're not sure about?" Su Nianlan propped her chin to help him out, a hint of impatience flashed in her delicate eyebrows and eyes, "You may not know that Shen Bing is not only my friend, but also my brother's Fiancee, if you tell your dad about this, everyone will be embarrassed."

"Especially Shen Bing... She is my friend after all. It's fine if you don't say anything without basis, but once you really say it, it will be hard to get rid of it."

"You said she was your brother's fiancee?" Miyamoto opened his mouth, "I've never heard you say that."

"Well, I don't think it's important." Su Nianlan clasped the table and looked at the other party with a smile, "I believe you won't lie to me, but it's important. I'll try her for you first. Just keep silent. What do you think of this?"

Miyamoto rubbed his palms uneasily, his black hair smeared with hairspray looked black and shiny under the sun, against his extremely white face, there was still a trace of uneasiness floating on his face.

"Hey, you're not afraid of your father, are you?" Su Nianlan stood up, bent over and leaned towards him, half of her waist seemed to be attached to him.

"If your father doesn't agree with you marrying me, what will you do?"

Miyamoto's hesitant expression froze for a long time, as if his whole body was suddenly held in place by some spell.He raised his head slowly and asked in an unbelievable tone, "What did you just say?"

"...What did you say?" Su Nianlan was taken aback, because what Miyamoto just said was Japanese.

Miyamoto smiled, "I said, what did you... just say?"

Su Nianlan's bright eyes rolled around, she jumped back to the chair, touched her cheek with both hands, and smiled brightly, "Guess, I'll tell you if you guess right!"

Miyamoto's coaxing was fruitless, and in the end they could only agree to Su Nianlan's conditions. The two had a long talk. Su Nianlan felt bored while chatting, so she dragged Miyamoto to a shop in the concession to buy some cheongsams.The money was paid by Miyamoto, and even the money for the chartered car was also paid by Miyamoto. Su Nianlan felt that she deserved it.In a hurry, another day passed.After sending Miyamoto away, Su Nianlan walked alone, and when she looked up again, she realized that she had reached the door of Shen Bing's residence.

Su Nianlan didn't think much of it, and lazily leaned against the pillar with a few bags in her hand, raised her leg, and knocked on the door lightly with the toe of her shoe. When she heard the question "who" from inside, she replied feebly, "It's me. , open the door."

As soon as Shen Bing opened the door, Su Nianlan threw herself on top of her.Shen Bing pushed her, but didn't push her.

"How about a date?"

"...Well, it's okay, I killed him severely." Su Nianlan leaned against her and followed her into the door.

"Is there any more food? I'm not full yet." Su Nianlan rolled her eyes, sat on the stool casually, and kicked the table legs once and for all.With a casual glance, he saw several packets of medicine powder on the table.Su Nianlan pulled it in front of her, sniffed it lightly, and asked Shen Bing who was holding the plate, "You are sick, what did you buy?"

Shen Bing put the plate in front of her, looked down at Su Nianlan, and said slowly, "I'm not sick."

"Then you are?" Su Nianlan was puzzled.

Shen Bing sighed, "He's the one who cures the palace cold."

Su Nianlan was taken aback, the hand holding the ball stopped in mid-air, followed by Shen Bing and repeated, "Zhi Gonghan?"

"En." Shen Bing nodded slightly.

"For me?" Su Nianlan blurted out.

"What do you think?" Shen Bing just gave her a look.

Su Nianlan laughed "hehe", and swallowed the balls in her mouth whole. While swallowing, she touched the cloth bag in the corner and pulled out a scarf from the bag.Red, very festive.

"I bought it for you." Su Nianlan pinched the corner of the scarf with her thumb and forefinger, and handed the scarf to Shen Bing.Shen Bing hesitated for a moment, then took it.

"By the way, have you been to the pier recently?" Su Nianlan licked her lips, "Miyamoto told me today that he saw you at the pier."

Shen Bing stroked the scarf, wrapped it around his neck, and said in a tone full of meaning, "Wharf? What am I doing there, I think his eyes are not very good."

"I said the same thing, but you know, Miyamoto is a person who has received special training, and he said that he is very sensitive to people's backs. Think about it, he found me because of the backs."

Shen Bing nodded, "I admire Mr. Miyamoto's ability, but I have never been to this place."

"I made an appointment with him to go to the coffee shop on Wednesday, do you want to go?" Su Nianlan skipped the question as if she didn't hear it.

"You're dating him, what am I going to do?" Shen Bing asked back.

"One o'clock in the afternoon, if you want to come over, you can just come and find me." Su Nianlan said casually, "Miyamoto always runs to the special high school recently, and he is unreliable, and he likes to talk about everything. Sometimes I really feel that He doesn't look like a Japanese."

"But he's a Japanese after all."

"Yes, you are right." Su Nianlan nodded in agreement, "Actually, I don't like the Japanese very much." After speaking, she spread her hands helplessly.

Shen Bing just took a deep look at her, didn't speak, and lowered his head to clean up the dishes.

That night, Su Nianlan slept at Shen Bing's house.Shen Bing breathed evenly, as if she was in a deep sleep. Su Nianlan was only in a light sleep at first, and tossed and turned a few times. She hugged Shen Bing's waist for some reason, and a slight tremor in the palm of her hand woke her up violently. Only then did Su Nianlan understand that Shen Bing was in a deep sleep. It's just pretending.This discovery surprised her a little, but she was soon relieved. Interestingly, when Shen Bing resisted her intimacy unconsciously, Su Nianlan felt drowsy instead. She became tired uncontrollably, and her upper and lower eyelids kept fighting. He fell asleep so dizzily.

Shen Bing opened her eyes, her hands on her waist, her breathing in her ears, and the words Su Nianlan had said during the day were like a dense net, imprisoning her in the dark.It kept shrinking, as if it was about to suffocate.

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Su Nianlan received a call from Chu Feiyu on Tuesday.As expected, the man was yelling curses on the other end of the phone, and those who could and could not be heard came out in a flash.Su Nianlan knew that he was really angry this time.In the past, Chu Feiyu would always retain a little bit of affection for her because of such a shameful sympathy or blood relationship, and she did a lot of things for him in secret, so he didn't really feel sorry for her. .But this time, the Miyamoto family called Chu Feiyu's home, asking Chu's father and son to discuss Miyamoto Ichiro's marriage, which directly caused Chu Feiyu's attitude towards Su Nianlan to reverse.

"The family is full of people from the puppet government from top to bottom. You are still fucking trying to be the daughter-in-law of the Japanese, right?"

Su Nianlan was holding the phone, smoking a cigarette while listening to Chu Feiyu's admonition. When the other party calmed down, she said slowly, "Chu Feiyu, have you forgotten? I am originally Japanese." Before the other party could speak again , she has hung up the phone.

On Wednesday, she went to the cafe opened by the Japanese as scheduled.At one o'clock in the afternoon, there were not many people, and the clerks and customers were a little tired and absent-minded.Su Nianlan ordered a cup of coffee without sugar, the bitter taste revived the soul.

"Lan, I thought about it, I'd better talk to my father about the customs department!" Miyamoto sat opposite her and said to her.

"If you're really worried, it's okay to talk to him." Su Nianlan smiled gently, "It's up to you to decide."

Miyamoto looked at her embarrassedly, "Lan, you are such a great woman."

"I am great?" Su Nianlan sneered, "I think I am more suitable for the word empathy."

While laughing, a gunshot came from the second floor of the coffee shop.Like a clap of thunder on the ground, all the pretense of calm was blown away.

Hey, hey, hey.

Su Nianlan turned her head to look at the window, her face was reflected in the glass.Young, charming, enchanting, and indifferent and numb.

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The phone was stolen...and then, you know...