Chapter 1 The Story Is Pure Fiction(1/2)
As the flight arrived, passengers who walked out of the lobby made reservations.
Huang Yiyan stopped in the airport waiting area for a few minutes, and the dispatching information of a mechanical female voice sounded from his mobile phone.
The other party went to a shopping mall called Beiyu.
Huang Yiyan's finger paused on the screen for a second. His eyelids slightly curled and he lifted them up again. Just go, you may not bump into that person.
She agreed to the system to dispatch orders.
The passenger was a middle-aged man. After getting on the bus, he emphasized again: "Bei Yu."
"Okay." Huang Yiyan responded.
The passenger came from the north and wore three pieces inside and out. While taking off his cotton jacket, he said, "It's so hot this day."
"Yeah." Not that, the seasons in S City are all in chaos. It's only April, and the surroundings are like fire.
The car drove away from the airport.
This passenger should be a businessman, and he never stopped the phone while taking the bus. His business scope covers games, catering, entertainment, and all aspects.
Huang Yiyan didn't want to listen to the passengers' surprise and turned on the radio.
The radio broadcast a new song about the album of the popular female singer recently. The high notes of the female singer are like Jin Cancan, but not as good as Jin Cancan.
"Driver, I'm in a hurry. Can you hurry up?" said the middle-aged man.
"Okay." Huang Yiyan took the shortcut, but was still stuck halfway.
He tsk and asked again: "When will I get to Beiyu?"
She replied: "It will take twenty minutes."
He said to the other end of the phone: "Baby, this is blocked here, in twenty minutes."
Huang Yiyan was stunned by the name. Does all men use intimate names when they can't remember the woman's name? For example, there is a man who calls him "baby" whenever he can't remember anyone.
The car arrived in Beiyu, about ten minutes late.
The middle-aged man was not angry, but just complained about the traffic in City S and got off the bus.
Beiyu is made up of two rectangular rectangular bodies, commercial in the south and office in the north. Whose company is in this building.
Huang Yiyan was about to drive away when his mobile phone sent a dispatch message. A female passenger was less than 200 meters away from her and her destination was her community.
She happened to go home and rest. She quickly grabbed the order, called the passenger, and asked for the specific location.
The female passenger deliberately lowered her voice, "I'm at the southeast gate of Beiyu."
The sound was a bit familiar. Huang Yiyan must have heard it. However, the other party concealed it and she couldn't tell it for a while. She went to the southeast gate to wait and saw a man inadvertently.
The man walked slowly and was dragged by a woman. The two of them wore the same hat and mask. He was tall and well-proportioned. The sweatshirt jacket was half open, and the same way of wearing the same coat, other men might not be able to wear this kind of demeanor.
The female passenger was wearing a knitted high-waisted dress. In addition to a hat and a mask, she also had a pair of sunglasses. When she saw the license plate, she waved.
Huang Yiyan stopped steadily in front of the woman.
The woman opened the rear door and gently pushed the man down.
The man lowered his waist and looked down at the driver's seat inadvertently, then he pressed the brim of his hat.
Huang Yiyan noticed his movements from the rearview mirror, and she remained silent.
The woman sat in with her skirt covering her hem, "Yonghu Villa." Her sweet voice was like a yellow oriole coming out of the valley.
Huang Yiyan remembered that this is Xiaohong’s recent variety show star.
She stepped on the accelerator and slowly drove into the crowded traffic.
Men and women didn't talk much along the way. Women wanted to shake men's hand several times, but he took the pretext to move them away.
When he was about to arrive at Yonghu Villa, the man suddenly said he wanted to change the itinerary.
The sound coming from under the mask sounded like a muffled thunder in front of the shower. She nodded and replied, "Okay."
The woman lowered her voice and pulled down her sunglasses a little, "Are you going to my house?"
"Send you home." The man's clear peach blossom eyes under the brim of his hat aimed at the driver's seat. "Well, go back to my house."
The woman's eyes flashed with confusion. She put on her sunglasses again and sat upright.
Huang Yiyan turned a deaf ear to the conversation in the back seat.
When she arrived at the new destination, the woman held the man's right hand with both hands, "I'm here."
The man nodded and pulled his hand back.
The woman got off the car and hurried into the villa area.
Only the driver and passengers were left in the car.
After leaving the villa area, he went to the inner ring, and arrived at the street. The man suddenly leaned forward and whispered softly, "Wife."
"Yeah." Huang Yiyan stared at the red light in front of him, thinking that he hadn't heard these two words for a long time.
The man used his index finger to press the brim of the hat, "I'm sorry, I accidentally cheated."
"I understand that dogs can't change their shit." She is not sad or jealous, just like the weather when chatting.
The man unbuttoned his mask and showed a pretty face that bewildered all living beings, "Wife, you are so nice. I love you."
"Thank you." The word "love" that comes out of his mouth is the cheapest word in the world. Most women are happy when they hear it, but she is disgusted.
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Fifteen minutes later, the car turned into Yonghu Villa. The scenery was as famous as it was, adjacent to a green lake, with Portofino-style garden design.
The city is full of money, and high-rise buildings are fully loaded to the beach. The sea is reclaimed every year, and the coastline is extended one after another. The sea view houses from the previous year now look at the butts of newly built tall buildings. In the earlier low-density sea scenic area, what you see is not the butts, but the knee sockets.
Ning Huo deposited a deposit on the coastal property two years ago and thought about giving up.
Yonghu Villa is a small high-rise property invested by foreign investors in the early years. It is inconvenient for office workers from nine to five to live here. Ning Huo and Huang Yiyan are free to work, but they are free.
This is their residence, commonly known as the wedding house. If Huang Yiyan remembers correctly, Ning Huo hasn't come back for more than a month.
In front of the lobby, Huang Yiyan stepped on the brakes and said, "Your destination has arrived, can you pay for mobile phones?" She just didn't add the word "passenger" in front.
"Don't count it so clearly between us."
"Forty-seven yuan, cash is fine."
Ning Huo let out a light "huh" and sent her a red envelope of 200 yuan on WeChat, "Thank you for your hard work, I'll go home and massage your back."
Huang Yiyan received the red envelope. Seeing that he didn't get off the car for a long time, she said, "You go up, I'll take other guests."
"It's not okay to go together." He leaned on his back, put his right hand on the backrest, and his eyes under his hat looked at her quietly.
This is the reflection of the bright moon in the pond in my hometown, close and alienated. She looked at the road ahead: "Get out."
"Oh." He took his right hand back, covered his hat heavily, and put on a mask. After getting off the car, he leaned in again, "Have your wife eaten?"
"without."
"I'll cook for you, go up and have dinner before leaving?" His voice was smiling.
Huang Yiyan did not answer and pressed the order button.
Passengers' itinerary broadcast came from their mobile phone.
Ning Huo put his hand on the car door, "Goodbye, wife." He waited for two seconds, but did not wait for her answer, so he closed the car door.
Huang Yiyan drove to the island. The car turned around and she got closer and closer to the figure standing.
He put one hand in his pocket and pulled the mask with the other, not knowing which side he glanced at.
She was annoyed when she saw it. She stopped gaze.
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Huang Yiyan completed this itinerary, got off the line from the platform, and went around the city. He knew that Ning Huo was at home, so she had the idea of not returning all night.
This three-story bar has been operating for more than ten years and is well-known far and wide.
When the Golden Group became famous, Huang Yiyan sang in Hongwo. She was a guitarist and harmony, while Jin Cancan was the lead singer.
After Jin Cancan disappeared, the group dispersed. Now Hongneng has replaced a new resident band.
Huang Yiyan walked to the bar and sat down.
While the bar guy was bartending, his body shook with the music. As he shook, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Huang Yiyan.
She is pretty good-looking. She has a shoulder-length slightly curly hair, a loose dark blue top and blue jeans, and her arms exposed in her sleeves are only half the circumference of the cuffs. As for the thickness of her ankles, the bar blocked his sight.
He put down the wine glass in his hand and put his elbow on the bar, "Hey, are you the golden combination rhubarb?"
The name Dahuang was first published by Jin Cancan, and it is commonly used in Hongwo.
Huang Yiyan didn't expect that the bar guy would recognize her. "Yes."
"You took off your glasses, and I almost didn't recognize it." After saying that, he pointed to the QR code printed on the bar, "order by yourself."
"Yeah." Huang Yiyan ordered a glass of strong wine.
"Received. Oh, by the way, I heard you quit the band because of marriage." Huang Yiyan got married last year. The marriage was very sudden, and the band left suddenly. The bar guy couldn't help but associate the two things together.
To be continued...