A curtain of dream

Chapter 7 People with Stories

I followed Fei Yunfan up slowly from a staircase behind the bar, I didn't speak to him, only the sound of my high-heeled shoes buckling in the silent stairwell, knocking on the steps, I was lazily holding on to the handrail Walking, if it were me during the day, I would have rejected Fei Yunfan's invitation with a smile, and followed him up the damn stairs where no one came up and no successors went down. I raised my eyebrows and watched as I walked forward. Fei Yunfan, with his tall back and straight back, gave people a feeling of loneliness.

I shook my head and rubbed my forehead, I must be drunk...

I don't know how many floors he has reached, he pushed open the door of the stairwell, suddenly, a gust of fresh air rushed in, he stood by the door, holding the door with his hand, turned to look at me, his eyes sparkled, very gentlemanly said : Please come in.

I was taken aback for a moment, because standing at the door, I had already seen the scenery on the other side of the door.

This place is already the roof, I stepped into it, it was like entering another world, on the quiet roof, stood an all-glass house, with lights on inside, shining brightly in the night.I was dizzy for a while, and thought of Ziling's bead curtain, no, this is more beautiful than the bead curtain, just like...the paradise in my dream.

A meandering path extends from the door of the glass house, and the rest of the place is full of rippling water waves. There are dots of small blue lights on the bottom of the water, making the house look like a castle in the sky. The bottom of the water flickers, like stars in the sky.

I watched quietly, then turned to look at him, he stood behind me, with a calm expression, and said: Come with me, illusion.He held out his left hand to me.

I raised my chin and said: You lead the way.I follow you.

There was a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked me up and down, and asked: Are you sure you don't need my hand?

I frowned slightly and said: No need, Uncle Tip.

He nodded, turned around, and strode towards the glass house along the path.

I stepped onto the path and suddenly understood why he asked me if I was sure I didn’t need his hands anymore. I cursed in my heart, lowered my body, took off my high-heeled shoes, and then walked slowly on this wooden path floating on the water After a few steps, he had already walked to the door, looking at me quietly.

With one hand in my trouser pocket and the other hand hooking my high-heeled shoes with my finger, I walked unsteadily through the winding wooden plank road and stood in front of him.

He didn't speak, opened the door and walked in.

I looked up and looked at the interior of this glass house, and I was surprised because I found that the furnishings in the house were very simple. There were two curtains hanging on both sides of the entrance door, and a huge round cushion was placed in the center. There is a low wooden coffee table with a lot of soft cushions scattered on the cushion, and a chair without chair legs specially used on the cushion.And on the wooden coffee table, there was a bottle of wine, a bucket of ice, and two glass cups.

Looking from the inside to the outside, the night sky, the night scene, and the star lights of the pool can be seen at a glance.I rub my temples.

sit down.Fei Yunfan walked to the cushion, sat down casually, opened the wine bottle, and filled the two glasses with wine.

I walked over, tilted my head to look at Fei Yunfan, and asked: Is this the holy place for you to pick up girls?

Without looking up, he added a few cubes of ice to the two cups, then picked up one cup, glanced at me, and said indifferently: Holy place to pick up girls?nice idea.

I sat down, leaned on the coffee table, looked at him, and said: You are a weirdo.

oh?He raised his eyebrows, as if he heard a very funny remark.

I looked at him and asked: Isn't this your holy place to pick up girls?

He coughed, put down his wine glass, and said in a low voice: I can ask you, why do you have to ask if this is my holy place to pick up girls?

I looked at him and remembered the night of the banquet, and with a clear smile, I said: Are you interested in my Ziling?

He was startled and looked at me.

I tapped the table with my fingers lightly, just like on the keys, and the table made a crisp knocking sound.

He drank, slowly showing a hint of evil charm between his brows, smiled, and said: Ziling is the soul of the Wang family.

I laughed habitually, and that laugh was a bit self-deprecating.The soul of the Wang family.Yes, Ziling is innocent and beautiful, with a pure heart, not stained with the dust of the world, she has always been a little thing that my father and I carefully protected, and she is indeed the soul of the Wang family.

how?Disagree with me?he asks.

I took the wine he handed, and a strong fruity aroma hit my nostrils. I don't understand wine, but obviously, his wine is not ordinary wine, because it tastes good.I took a sip, let the wine flow slowly around my lips and tongue, I shook the glass, and said softly: You are right, Ziling is indeed the soul of my family, but now you invite me to drink , Do you want to bribe me so that I can help you get close to my baby?

With a grinning expression on his face, he leaned against the table, stretched his slender legs comfortably, swung the wine glass slowly, and said: In your eyes, am I a promiscuous person?

I shook my head and said: I don't know what kind of person you are. Although I have heard a little about your great achievements from my parents, I don't care what kind of person you are. If someone hurts my little sister, I will definitely Not allowed.

Hello, Green Ping.Are you being too protective of your little sister?he asks.

I raised my eyebrows, looked at him, and said: So what?

He glanced at me, looked out of the house, and said softly: What you love will hurt you, you should understand this sentence.

I said lightly: Of course I understand, as long as she lives happily and with peace of mind, there is nothing wrong with pampering and pampering her. After all, she is my only younger sister with the same blood as me.It's just that when love and pampering become a habit, there is no way to stop it.

He listened in silence, with a thoughtful look on his face.

After a long time, he said: So you are not a beautiful doll.

I sneered, glanced at him, and said: Uncle Fei.Do you see how my whole body looks like a doll?Oh yes, yes.I smiled, with my head resting on my arms on the tea table, my hair covering my normal face, I smiled and said: The beautiful doll in the hands of my parents.It's not bad to say that, I am indeed a doll without a soul.After finishing speaking, the slight melancholy in my heart suddenly surged up, I stared at this pool of beautiful "starlight", and I said: In the eyes of others, I am a beautiful princess, a beautiful doll, which can only be seen from a distance Don't play with it, look carefully, beauty is beauty, but there is no soul.I sighed, looked up, drank the wine in the glass, and laughed.

He lit a cigarette and smoked silently, his eyes cast on me.

I asked: what are you looking at?Uncle Fee?

His eyes were hidden behind the smoke, and he said slowly: I think I now understand why you are called illusion!

oh?I raised my eyebrows, looked at him with a smile, and asked: Why?

He said calmly: The two people who are completely different during the day and night, in the eyes of others, it is like an illusion, like a doll in the hands of a magician, suddenly comes alive at night, can cry and laugh, and has a living soul .But... Lu Ping, which one is your true self, do you understand?

I looked at him and was stunned. I couldn't answer this man's sharp questions.I stood up, stood crookedly, glanced at him, and pretended to be calm and said: I'm leaving, thank you for inviting me to drink, Uncle Fei.

His eyes were dark and deep, no emotion could be seen, and the smoke curling from his fingertips covered his expression again, I smiled faintly.

He suddenly said: Want to hear a story?

I leaned over and lifted my shoes, shook my head, and said: I am past the age of listening to stories, and, with a smile on my lips, I looked at him and said: Maybe it would be better to tell my sister your story, because She is a dreamer, maybe she can write you a legend of Fei Yunfan, Zi Ling is a very talented child.

dreamer?He murmured, then asked: What about you?Wang Luping, what is your family?

I thought about it and said: Me?I am a doer, because I am the dream of my parents, all I have to do is to realize their dreams, and I will realize their unfulfilled dreams, so I am a doer.After finishing speaking, I left his glass house without looking back, and left this dreamlike place.