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Xu Fanfan and I stood at the intersection on the left side of the gate of the police station.

After the heavy rain, the summer is thick, and the green street trees are as green as washing.The evening breeze was blowing comfortably, and my shirt and Xu Fanfan's long skirt fluttered, as if some naughty little creature was twirling around in it, which made me and her laugh.

At this time, a black car turned from south to east.The waistline is obviously higher, the front of the car is straight and spacious, and the matrix grille in the middle is silvery and dark, with a very low-key and refined sculptural sense. On both sides, there are one large and one small, a total of four headlights, round and frosted, with a magnificent momentum.

Looking at the car logo, I can barely recognize the legendary "8" in the middle and a pair of wings next to it.

I thought it was some important person who came to our police station, and I was ready to salute.

"Little cat! Get in the car!" Half of the glass on the passenger seat fell, and Yang Xiaochan hurriedly poked out her small face, showing off her face full of spring.

Cheng Luxue looked back at me from the driver's seat and smiled.

"Hey!..." I was very excited, stepped forward and opened the rear door neatly, let Xu Fanfan into the car first, then looked back and forth at the car body, and then reluctantly sat in the spacious rear seat.

My God, this car is really beautiful, thick and restrained, deep and generous, I really want to give it a sketch on the spot, the lines are all drawn with iron lines, tough and sharp, and you can hear the thunder in the silent place!Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha! ...

I alone don't know what to think about, and Yang Xiaochan can't stop giggling in front of me.Every intersection, like a young daughter-in-law who hasn’t been out of the house for 800 years, laments that there is a department store here, and laments that there is a fountain park there.

Xu Fanfan probably looked at her like a rookie prison guard looking at a prisoner who came out to let the wind go, curious and slightly sympathetic.And the little prisoner seemed to want to engrave all the passing scenery in his mind, as if he would go home tomorrow and go back to school, and he would be sentenced to life imprisonment again.

The corners of Cheng Luxue's mouth raised slightly, she smiled without saying a word.She looked relaxed and drove steadily, carrying a car full of kindergarten children and drove straight into the northeast mountain suburbs of the city.

We passed small towns, then farmland.

In the dark night, although the sun never showed up, the water vapor under the cloudy sky blended into the soft clarity of the sky and the earth.Like the heavy water watercolor painting, the lead is washed away, and what people remember is the warm and drunk water rhyme that can be seen even when the eyes are closed.

On the side of the passenger seat, the front and rear windows were all open, and Yang Xiaochan and Xu Fanfan, I, and I fastened our seat belts under Cheng Luxue's instructions, and were busy enjoying the small scenery of the countryside flowing backwards.

Now that I think about it, it really is the most common scenery.But at that time, everyone was together.so good.

"Bull!—" we shouted excitedly.

The old farmer is urging the bull and raising the whip, probably thinking: You are not four or four, and you have a bad appearance? ! ——

"Sheep!—" we yelled.

A he-goat and a she-goat raised their heads from the pen to munch grass.I don't know what they are thinking, but I think they may not have a good impression of us whizzing by.

"Dog!—" we yelled again as a scruffy Shiba Inu crossed the dirt road.

Cheng Luxue finally couldn't bear the "puchi" laugh: "I haven't seen a dog either!..."

"Puff ha ha ha!——" I regretted it after shouting, just like Yang Xiaochan, I just laughed so hard that the ground shook.

Xu Fanfan, the ice beauty, was not immune either, she held the front seat of the car with her hands, and she was very happy.

Before it was completely dark, we came to the restaurant.

I think I should use the word "stay".

Because this is not so much a restaurant as it is a small villa, a small manor.

The quiet private road, the shadows of trees on both sides can also be seen carefully trimmed, it is by no means a natural outline.

A one-way line can only go in and out.The clean and tidy asphalt roads and the brightly painted road lines are different from the muddy and potholed country roads before.

When we were about to drive into the gate of the villa, the car couldn't help being silent. For some reason, we all fell silent, as if we were brewing some kind of solemn emotion.

Cheng Luxue is noncommittal to this obvious change in the atmosphere, and the bright, peaceful and gentle breath she exudes from time to time seems to be soothing our excited and nervous little hearts.

"Beep beep beep!"

Enter a series of numbers, and the European-style retro iron door will automatically unlock with a "bang" and slowly open.

Just so casually, Cheng Luxue drove up a small slope.

When the black iron gate was closed again, I heard the sound of the surveillance camera above the gate "sizzling" turning and focusing coming from the silent night.

On the top of the slope, among the shadows of the trees, an old British-style single-family building with a pointed roof is at ease. The two warm yellow lights on the porch create more complicated flower shadows on the delicately carved arches.

"Here we are." Cheng Luxue stopped the car, and the two door attendants had already stepped forward and gently opened the car door.

"Miss Cheng." One of them bowed and called out.

"The old position." Cheng Luxue said.

Another door attendant sat in the driver's seat vacated by Cheng Luxue, parked the car and drove away.

"Please come with me." The one who stayed behind led us in, and I heard him whisper a few words into the walkie-talkie in his hand, vaguely saying words like "Mrs. Cheng" and "four of them in total".

The interior is open and bright, and we seem to follow Cheng Luxue into a castle in the mountains.The doorman first took us to wait in the reception hall on the left hand side as soon as we entered the door.At this time, the champagne had already been delivered, Yang Xiaochan, Xu Fanfan and I were busy looking at the many antler specimens on the wall, and no one went to get the drinks on the carved table.

Cheng Luxue sat down on the luxurious antler bench, picked up a bottle of champagne, and said with a sudden smile, "I forgot, Chanchan hasn't arrived yet."

"You have to drink that too." Yang Xiaochan heard this, then sat next to Cheng Luxue, and took a cup for herself: "I'm seventeen, what's the difference!"

"Hmm..." Yang Xiaochan thought about it again, and said softly, "Don't tell my mother..."

Cheng Luxue didn't answer, but lightly clinked glasses with her with a smile.

"Fanfan, you haven't even turned eighteen yet, so go and have a drink. I'll go back and tell your mother." I whispered to Xu Fanfan.

"How dare you!" Xu Fanfan gave me a white look, turned around and sat down on the other side of Cheng Luxue, and said, "Sister Luxue, thank you, let's have a toast together!"

"Okay, okay, kitty, come here!" Yang Xiaochan called me.

"Thank you." Cheng Luxue said.

"Cheers! Cheers!—" I took the champagne handed by Yang Xiaochan, held it high, and clinked glasses.

The slender goblet has a clear luster and a tinkling sound. Looking at Cheng Luxue's bright smile, I lowered my eyebrows with a hint of shyness, and those long slightly raised eyelashes seemed to sweep across my heart. But, some, itchy.

Champagne enters the throat, like a fresh flower language, and the dense and dense bubbles pop on the tongue by chance.

For a moment, I began to wonder what kind of businessman Cheng Luxue's husband was.

Just at this moment, there seemed to be some uncomfortable feeling in his chest, like looking at the sun through the fog.I put down the cup I drank, and pretended to turn around to appreciate the low-key and gorgeous furnishings and attitude in the house.I think the waiters here should know that Cheng Luxue's husband has passed away.They changed the wording with concern and caution.They called her "Miss Cheng", not "Mrs. Cheng".

"Miss Cheng, get ready."

The waiter of the villa came again and ushered us into the lobby.

The main hall is tall and spacious, with a dome, blunt sides and surrounded by dining seats. It is actually a transformation of a very traditional European ballroom.We are located on the right side of the center. As soon as we look up, we can see the classical murals in the sky. The narrow and long inlaid glass windows reveal solemn and dreamy colors. For a moment, we thought we were in an exquisite Sistine Chapel. .

We sat down, the crystal lamp refracted a purple halo, the silver candlestick was not lit, and the half-bright light seemed more suitable for whispering.Before eight o'clock, the guests were sporadic, which made us relax.After carefully looking at the menu, I still asked for Cheng Luxue's recommendation and ordered the trout set meal.Cheng Luxue ordered red wine for everyone, and asked for the Cabernet Sauvignon brewed by the villa itself.

Among them is a small dish, small grains of hard rice soaked in silky black fish juice, a very unique Western food, which is the practice of the Mediterranean region.We enjoyed a wonderful and delicious time. After a set of procedures, we didn't really talk until the dessert was served.

I was satiated and absent-mindedly listening to the three of them chatting softly without saying a word, and occasionally burst into laughter.This made me even more satisfied, and I rubbed the edge of the clear porcelain plate intentionally or unintentionally with my hands.I have to admit that my eyes are actually slowly returning to the murals on the dome.The murals are also mottled and ancient, and the sun, moon, stars and strong religious atmosphere can still be discerned.On the contrary, the academic painting method makes the characters more agile and full of heavenly gestures.I enjoy the pleasure and joy of appreciation, but this kind of painting with a trowel on plaster, or painting with a painting knife on thick paper like oil painting techniques, is not a process I can devote myself to.

A flow is missing.

A flow of water.

Therefore, I did not choose western painting.

"Sister Xue, it's really nice here, like a secret base!" Yang Xiaochan said.She used Xu Fanfan's address for Cheng Luxue earlier, and I think at some point, the food made them reconcile briefly.

"That's because we came early, and today is not the weekend." Cheng Luxue shook her glass lightly, turned around and said with a smile, "Look!..."

We followed her gaze, and the live band was walking from behind the scenes to the orchestra pit.The configuration of this band can be regarded as a small orchestra.

"There will be a dance on the weekend." Cheng Luxue turned back and said.

"Really?!" Yang Xiaochan's eyebrows were beaming, and she suddenly leaned back in her chair as if discouraged: "I have to make up lessons on weekends..."

Her words brought us back to reality, everyone couldn't help but chuckle, Xu Fanfan said: "Then I still have to take the college entrance examination..."

"What major did you apply for? Where did you take the exam?" Yang Xiaochan said quickly.

"Hmm... Apply for the medical department, and take the exam outside the province." Xu Fanfan said, his tone seemed to be firm to himself.

"Wow, it's amazing!" Yang Xiaochan sighed sincerely, and she looked at Cheng Luxue again, and said, "The best I read is probably my dance class!"

"What kind of dance are you dancing?" Cheng Luxue asked.

"Teach everything, it's comprehensive, it's just an interest class. I like the ancient modern folk dance the most, um... I want the dance style, the very charming one!" Yang Xiaochan said.

"Charming?!..." These two words came out of Yang Xiaochan's mouth, I was really surprised, you are a savage girl, you still know charming? !

"Whenever, please show me a beautiful dance!..." I breathed out through my nostrils.

"Tch, don't you believe me, I can dance very well! Call me to do solo dances!" Yang Xiaochan objected.

"Solo dance? How charming is the solo dance!..." I blinked my eyes deliberately.

"You!" Yang Xiaochan suddenly felt that he had fallen into a trap, and said anxiously with his little face flushed, "I won't show you the dance!...You! Hmph!...You'll be fine, you don't need to take the college entrance examination..."

I was at a loss for words for a while, at this time Xu Fanfan glanced at me and said from the sidelines: "The kitten is also an art student who is going to take the exam, which is different from us."

"Really, kitty, do you draw?" Cheng Luxue suddenly interjected with a flicker in his eyes.

I think this is the first time she heard that there is such a relatively important existence in my life.

The author has something to say:

Watching the sky last night, I think this Sunday is a good day for double watch (^o^)/~

Do it again decisively!

Thanks for your support, happy weekend, continue tomorrow morning!