Beauty Bones - Part 1

Chapter 2

That's it, Shi Yi also developed the habit of logging in to the mailbox every day.

He was discovered by Hong Xiaoyu several times, and he was ridiculed. So this time Hong Xiaoyu came to Xi'an on a business trip, and when she heard that Zhou Shengchen was on a long business trip in Xi'an, she couldn't help but pull her over. When Shi Yi left the airport last night, he was even hesitating. Should he ask him out? If so, what excuse would he use? Didn't expect to come across it so coincidentally.

Zhou Shengchen's eating habits are very good, and he stopped talking since he dropped his chopsticks.

Hong Xiaoyu looked at Shi Yi several times, but she ducked her head down.

"Mr. Zhou Sheng," a big boy ran into the store, took his umbrella and walked here: "I will pay my salary next month, and I will give you a mobile phone. I drive often in hours." He guessed that he walked all the way in a hurry, and the corners of his jeans were soaked. "I have traveled to several places. If I didn't see the car of the research institute, I don't know how long I would have been looking for it."

He came in all the way, only looking at Zhou Shengchen who was eating, but he didn't pay attention to the time when his back was turned to him.

When he got closer, he couldn't help being startled, the big boy didn't expect that the person sitting opposite Mr. Zhou Sheng was such a beautiful woman.

He stuttered for a long time, managed to find his voice and continued: "Then what... Mr. Zhou Sheng, I'm going to be late for the seminar. I've been looking for you for half an hour... I guess we're already late..."

"Understood," Zhou Shengchen continued to take two more bites slowly, and put down his chopsticks, "I have to leave beforehand, and I will contact again when I have a chance." When Shi Yi saw him stand up, he felt his leg being kicked.

Looking back, Hong Xiaoyu had cleared his throat and said to Zhou Shengchen, "I heard that the cherry blossoms in Qinglong Temple have been blooming well recently. We are not from Xi'an. It's a rare visit. Would you like to go see it together?"

Zhou Shengchen's footsteps stopped.

He raised his head and looked at the rain outside: "It has been raining in Xi'an for the past two days. When the rain stops, if you haven't left, we will make an appointment."

"That's it," Hong Xiaoyu took Shi Yi's shoulder and said, "Let Shi Yi email you at that time."

He nodded, agreeing.

When the two returned to the hotel, the corners of their trousers were completely soaked.

Shi Yi took a hot shower and searched the room for a long time but couldn't find instant coffee, so he had to take chrysanthemum tea in a simple paper bag, boiled hot water, and brewed two full cups.

Handing it to Hong Xiaoyu, she put it on the bedside table, and while looking at the mailbox, she wiped her nose with a roll of paper: "Through today's humble lunch, I finally reluctantly discovered another advantage of Zhou Shengchen, which is that it is enough for men. , don't be squeamish. It's not right to say that," she looked up at Shi Yi, who just pulled up her long hair, such a sloppy look is enough to take a magazine photo, "I've only used you as an excuse since I was young. There's really no one who can't be dated. Looking at it this way, he's not special either."

Shi Yi ignored her ridicule, brought over the computer, and logged in to her mailbox.

Seeing that it is 0 receipts, I am inexplicably a little lost.

She quickly closed the computer and said, "No matter how good-looking a face is, you can see the most beautiful face from the age of sixteen to thirty-six."

"I like to look at beautiful things, especially a pair is the best," Hong Xiaoyu rubbed his nose fiercely, "and it is beneficial to the genes of the next generation." Shi Yi pursed his lips and smiled, his eyes were bright, he was so beautiful .

The two of them were freezing during the day, so they snuggled up under the white quilt and put their feet close to each other to keep warm.

"Shi Yi, do you really like him?"

"No." When she spoke, she felt that she had no confidence. "I just think that he is very special."

"What's so special?"

Shi Yi couldn't find an excuse, so he could only say, "The name is special."

The name was really the most special, it was the same as his name in her memory.

"My name is even more special." Hong Xiaoyu simply took off his jeans and pulled the quilt over it, "'Xiaoyu Tianxia', why don't you see me differently?"

"This explanation is not good," Shi Yi deliberately avoided Zhou Shengchen's topic, and instead teased Hong Xiaoyu, "I'll think of a more romantic one for you, so that you can marry in the future."

Hong Xiaoyu listened with great interest: "Speak quickly."

"Let me think about it," Shi Yi thought about it, and finally said again, "although it's a bit far-fetched, you must like it. Have you heard a poem by Nalan Xingde?" She next to Hong Xiaoyu and said, "' May I eat the jade red grass, and I will never wake up again after getting drunk.'"

"No," Hong Xiaoyu shook his head, "what's the point?"

"There is a legend of a kind of jade red grass that only grows in the Kunlun Mountains. If someone accidentally eats it, the president will be drunk for three hundred years and not wake up." She deliberately changed her tone, using the voice of a dubbing actor, quietly reciting her Name, "Hong Xiaoyu, Hongyu, Yuhong, when you say your name, does it mean Yuhongcao?"

Hong Xiaoyu was amused by what she said: "Why are you talking about it all of a sudden? No, you have been talking about it since you were a child. It's a bit far-fetched, but it's quite artistic, I like it, and I'll explain it like this in the future."

Suddenly, there were several thunderclaps outside the window.

Hong Xiaoyu took advantage of it, and quickly returned to his original state, laughing at her: "It seems that it will rain for a few days, and I don't know about the cherry blossoms in Qinglong Temple. I haven't had a chance to see them yet."

"If you can't see it, let's stop watching it." Shi Yi wrinkled his nose and let out a long breath, "It's not like I won't be here forever."

The next morning, she was woken up by her mobile phone.

It was a call from the recording studio. Before I was clear-headed, I heard the work arrangement being babbled: "You are really popular, and many people have asked you to dub by name. Just because you are going to Xi'an for the four-day vacation , do you know how much less you earn?"

She turned over, Hong Xiaoyu was still asleep, and there was no sign of waking up.

Afraid of waking Xiaoyu, she whispered that she would send the recording schedule and hung up. Gently pick up the laptop from the ground and open it on your lap. Four emails came in quickly in the inbox. She hurriedly swept the title and found that one of them was an unsubjected email, and the sender was Zhou Shengchen:

When I walked out of the lab at 4:36, it was not raining. If it doesn't rain at 11:30, see you at Qinglong Temple at 12:00.

Zhou birthday.

The second chapter can not see through the past (2)

After Shi Yi saw the email, his eyes moved to the lower right corner of the display, it was just 7:36.

She was a little worried, but this time it was the same as before. It will be cancelled due to sudden changes in weather, sudden illness, busy work, or various strange emergencies.

Unexpectedly, God suddenly opened his eyes, and the rain really stopped.

The cameraman is originally from Shaanxi. Although he was not born in Xi'an, he is familiar with it. Shi Yi was afraid of being late, so nervously asked Hong Xiaoyu and the cameraman to confirm the time to arrive at Qinglong Temple, and they arrived a full twenty minutes early.

Maybe it's cherry blossom season, and it's rare to see the sun.

The gate of Qinglong Temple came and went, quite crowded. They picked an eye-catching place, and about ten minutes later, they saw Zhou Shengchen walking over from a distance, alone.

Facing the sunlight, Shi Yi recognized him through squinting his eyes, and his heart calmed down quietly.

"Shi Yi, you are poisoned..." Hong Xiaoyu said in a low voice, "I see that your face is flushed, don't tell me it's from sunburn."

She shook her head: "I won't explain it to you, and I can't explain it clearly anyway."

"It's early, Teacher Zhou Sheng," Hong Xiaoyu pursed his lips and greeted with a smile, "Is it your habit to arrive ten minutes early?" Zhou Shengchen stretched out his hand and handed out two tickets to Shi Yi: " I usually arrive fifteen minutes early when I make appointments with others, and it took five minutes just now to buy the tickets." He handed the remaining one to the cameraman.

Shi Yi said thank you, took it over, and slapped one of them in Xiaoyu's hand.

Hong Xiaoyu has never been here before, so naturally he doesn't know the place he made an appointment with, it's pitifully small.

A few people entered the temple and wandered around for a while. The cherry blossoms were flamboyant and the cornices were mottled. It was just that those people sitting and chatting on newspapers under the trees weakened the artistic conception of admiring the flowers a lot, and even more so. Like an ordinary spring outing. Even in such a crowded small temple, there are still several groups of tourists walking side by side in the tour guide's explanation.

"... In 1986, Qinglong Temple introduced 12 rare varieties from Japan and planted them in the temple. The early blooming ones included Bigan cherry and red branch weeping cherry..." The tour guide repeated the commentary carefully.

Shi Yi listened amusedly, took out his mobile phone and secretly recorded a section, but unfortunately the tour guide left soon. She listened to it for a few seconds and found that the sound was very noisy, so she hesitated to delete it.

If you want to have an aftertaste, it may be better to take a few explanatory cards with a camera.

"In the first few days when I came here, people from the research institute here gave me a Xi'an city notebook. If you like it, I can give it to you," Zhou Shengchen told her in a flat tone, "This city is full of stories."

Shi Yi nodded, and his eyes drifted over him, as if he was very interested in the cherry blossoms.

"Do you like reading?" She asked suddenly.

"There is a fixed time every day to read books," he said. "However, it is not all inclusive, whether it is interesting to read books."

Shi Yi snorted, and continued to ask him tentatively, "Have you ever been to that very old-fashioned Buddhist scriptures pavilion? There are layers of wooden shelves and countless scrolls?"

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion in her mind was not very clear, but it was related to him.

There are not many people there. Sometimes the windows are opened to ventilate, and there will be wind blowing, and the books on the shelves will be blown over several pages, making a rattling sound.

Zhou Shengchen didn't understand her words very well, so he smiled thinly: "There are also wooden shelves in the places I often go, but the shelves are full of bottles and jars, all kinds of dangerous instruments, so you can't touch them easily."