The dim light from the chandelier on the lacquered amber-colored wooden dining table, and the side glow on her face, made her angular face look even more polished. Slightly exaggerated earrings are not rubbing the neck.
The heart is more or less surprised, this girl is the Wang Guihua I knew back then? Of course, she now does not allow me to call her Guihua, she now has a very foreign name called Christina.I tried my best to restrain myself, but it was still detected by her.
"Hurry up and eat, what are you staring at me for?" Cinnamon, oh no, Christina obediently put her right hand to the table on the wall of the tall glass cup end. The glass was put to her lips, and with a slight lift of her head, she brought the wine into her mouth.
The name Christina was something she asked me to think of for her back when she was in college, but I still used to call her Cinnamon.
Guihua was my childhood playmate, two little ones. When I was in my hometown, Guihua grew up to be the beauty billet of the ten miles and eight villages. Her family and my grandma's family in the same village - Houwangtun.
After hours I lived in my grandma's house, there is no playmate, the whole day holding my grandma's coat corner everywhere. One day, Guihua's mom brought Guihua to my grandma's house, and I got to know Guihua well.
She wasn't afraid to take me to the place where the kids in her village used to play. The two of us were together every day, and those bored aunts and uncles always made fun of us.
"The dog is left behind, Guihua, you two will get married in the future, good ah!" I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this. Don't laugh, my breast name is Dog Yu'er.
"Yes!" Guihua and I always speak in unison.
The adults always think that children don't know anything, and treat us as if we were toys for their amusement. They don't know that children have a lot of emotions, and I've been a couple with Guihua for a long time.
In the summer, after the rain, I ran to my grandmother's house to dig some mud, to go and cinnamon pinch mud people to play. We pinched a lot of them, they were our children, Guihua was the child's mother, I was the child's father.
Later on, I went to middle school and met less and less. The first time I saw this, I was able to get into a local key high school in my hometown, and I was able to get into a different high school with a bad score.
At that time, Guihua was already a big girl. Not only good-looking, the body is also extraordinarily plump. The group of boys in the class surrounded her all day long like a male dog, and she became the image of a big sister.
In her senior year of high school, Guihua and her family made a fuss about going to take the art exam. With her grades at the time, it should have been hopeless to get into a good university. Of course, Guihua so excellent talent, coupled with a few months of training, went to participate in the art exam of a media university in Beijing. She enrolled in the broadcasting host, and passed with flying colors.
I had a chance to talk to a teacher who had been an art examiner, and those examiners had to look at hundreds of faces every day, and didn't care if you had any talent!
Guihua's own talent is no match for her, and she was able to get into the university as she wished.
And I was forced to endure the college entrance exams, and went to a Beijing Polytechnic University to study e-commerce, which sounded incredibly high-end at the time.
Although I went to college with Guihua in the same city, I hardly saw her at all. The first year or two of college, we took the train back to our hometowns during the summer and winter vacations.
Later, Guihua did not go home with me, she either high speed rail or airplane back. I can't afford to go back to my hometown, which is more than 1,000 kilometers away, by high-speed train.
At the time, I was still running around the capital tutoring middle school students, and I couldn't figure out how to pay for a business class flight.
After graduating from college, Guihua's parents wanted her to go back to her hometown to work, and Guihua refused to do so, so the family couldn't help but let her stay in Beijing.
My parents gave me a chance to find a job at the Water Resources Bureau in my hometown, which is also a national public service, right?
After two years in that painless position, I really can't stand the female colleagues gossiping about other people's husbands all day long, and work to brush the days of Taobao.
A bite decided to say goodbye to this kind of muddled days. The first thing I did was to go home from work, and then I went to my mom and dad and said, "I'm going to Beijing.
After three days of persuasion, my mom and dad knew that I was determined to go. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots.
Before the trip, mom repeatedly nagged me: "Remember to contact Guihua in Beijing, she also has a year in Beijing, you go to the townspeople or have a care."
I came to Beijing alone, and I became a member of the northern drift. The first two years of Beijing's madness, 30 million people in the city of Beijing, everyone is talking about entrepreneurship, innovation.
The woman at the entrance of the China World Trade Center subway was able to tell her story about the O2O pancake distribution system.
At that stage, I entered a fast-growing mobile app evaluation company. The owner was a coder for many years, and still rents in Huilongguan, a place where coders gather, and I don't know if the next Ma Huateng will appear someday.
After working in Beijing for almost a year, Guihua learned that I was in Beijing. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it.
I got off work early that day and went to the company where Guihua works. The lady at the front desk asked in a delicate voice, "Sir, who are you looking for?"
"Wang Guihua." I blurted out.
Guihua brought me to this Wangjing western restaurant, along the way want to say something, and want to stop. Walked to the door of the restaurant, only to say to me: "You do not always call me Guihua, I do not have an English name? Or you gave it to you when you went to college."
I quickly changed my name, and Christina told me a lot about her experiences over the years. I'm still a little uncomfortable calling her Christina, even though I gave her that name.
At that time, in some social circles in Beijing, people liked to leave each other an English name. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get away with it, but I'm sure you'll be able to get away with it. Selina, Anna, Brenda, Catrina, Louisanna, I took a couple of names off the top of my head, and in the end, Guihua decided to go with Christina.
How can you not have your own English name in a cosmopolitan city like Beijing? After all, even the waitresses at the Sanlitun bar are Paul, Tony, Andy. I don't know how many Christina's there are in the office buildings of the East Third Ring Road in Beijing, but I'm afraid that if I call Guihua Christina at the restaurant, a lot of girls will turn their attention to our table.
In the restaurant, Chritina told me about her experiences in Beijing over the years, which convinced me that Christina really wasn't Guihua anymore.
The number of boyfriends she has had over the years is too many to count on one's fingers. There are Beijing natives with several sets of rehoused houses in their hands, there are foreign boys from the financial sector, and there is a Caucasian who I don't know if he is from the U.K. or U.S.A.
The most recent boyfriend was a foreign boy who worked as a real estate agent. I asked Christina why she broke up, and Christina's answer left us a little unsure how to respond.
"That stinking loser, I asked him to wrap me a red envelope last Christmas and then I'd return it to him, but he just wouldn't do it. I just wanted to send a circle of friends just ah!"
It turns out that on New Year's Day, Christina's circle of girlfriends who often take selfies of themselves will send nine screenshots of their WeChat transfers, the amount of which is usually 520, 521, 1314, or whatever. The message is usually like this: "Thank you, Mr. Wang, I wish you all the best in your career! Thank you for taking care of someone, we're all going to be awesome in the new year! (Emoji either? I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but I'm sure it's a good idea."
But Christina's boyfriend just didn't send her a red packet, and as a result, that day Christina's sisters were full of screenshots of WeChat transfers, while her circle of friends was cold and quiet and seemed to be flooded with status.
"What does such a boyfriend want with him!" In the words of the sisters, just like that, decisively broke up.
Now Christina is the assistant to the vice president of the company, it is inevitable to spit on the boss. Listen to her until eleven o'clock almost the restaurant to close, we left.
Because they are usually busy with their own work, there is no time to meet, and occasionally Christina will call me out for a drink.
One day, Christina asked me to go to a theme bar in Sanyuanqiao. She and her sisters have not been going to Sanlitun for a long time, and in their conception, it seems to have become a place for peripheral women to fish for a man. Of course, the back of the sea in their eyes only foreign low pussy to go to the place is even more can not go.
The bar is a Mediterranean-style one, and many white and black guys come here all the time. For them, it's a paradise where they can bring home seven different girls a week for the night.
Christina ordered a Flaming Goddess, and while she waited for the bartender, she looked down at her cell phone, looked up at the bartender, and took a few pictures of the bartender. After the drink was mixed, Christina was in no hurry to pick it up and drink it. She repeatedly asked me the glass in how to set up a good look, and the lemon slices on the wall of the glass constantly adjust the angle.
When she was satisfied, she asked me to hold her cell phone for her, and started to select the filter, only to see the red iPhone 7 Plus flashing twice. Christina lifted the glass with one hand, and flicked through the cell phone albums with the other hand. Probably choosing another photo to post tonight.
Around ten o'clock, a couple of white guys walked in and sat next to us. Upon closer inspection, one of them I recognized, frequenting the gym downstairs from our office. I met with him more often, and got acquainted. I symbolically greeted him, and I don't know where he learned the very exaggerated pleasantries, and disliked my arm with a punch.
"yo, buddy, whats up?" He always thought I liked that greeting.
But he wasn't American or British, coming from Romania, a small country in Eastern Europe. He speaks English with a thick accent. The framework of his conversation with me at the gym was basically:
"yo, buddy, last weekend, I pick up one Chinese goul (girl), and I fuck her. you Chinese goul amazing! "
There are so many of these white guys cheating in China that I usually just smile politely.
This is the first time I've ever seen a Chinese girl in the world, and I've never seen one.
The Romanian guy was drinking with his companions when I didn't bother to talk to him.
Christina saw that I knew this white man and wanted to go with him to take pictures, so I went to talk to him about it. I really didn't want to talk to the white guy, so I didn't go over. Christina walked up to the guy with her cell phone,
"hello, um, photo, with me?" Christina greeted him in English with our old family accent, and she could also raise the me tone up to show that she had a few words of her own. up to show herself that the English words are forming a question.
He was happy to oblige, and Christina took all kinds of scissor-handed selfies with him.
When I got home, I swiped through my friends' circles
"New friends always meet unexpectedly," said one of Christina's circles from an hour ago, accompanied by three various selfies with the little man and one of the cocktail she'd been fiddling with for half an hour while taking pictures.
I've been developing my own steak recipes on weekends, and I'm now a skilled cook. When Christina found out about it, she was always clamoring for steak, so I had no choice but to invite her to try my handiwork.
I took out the bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon that I had been hiding for a few months and didn't want to drink.
It is a good thing that you have a lot of money in your pocket, but you can't afford to lose it.
Usually, I really can't afford to drink it, and every time I take it out, I only drink a small glass. Before I got the bottle, Christina grabbed the bottle and put it in her glass, so that the remaining capacity of the goblet could not be shaken. The slightest violent shake would have spilled my beloved Cabernet Sauvignon.
Before I could warn her, Christina had already picked up the wall of the glass and taken a big gulp.
"Ouch, why is it so bitter!" Christina covered her mouth with one hand as if she was going to spit it out, and went to get a tissue with the other.
"This bottle is not old enough, the tannins are heavier. You don't drink such a big mouthful at once, or your mouth will be filled with that bitterness. You take a small sip to feel it, it's actually fullness with a little bit of smoothness in it."
I patiently explained it to her.
"Guihua, in the future, don't come up and hold on to the glass. Hand gently end the foot of the cup is good, otherwise the temperature of your hand will affect the taste of the wine. And you go back today from me those two cups go back, that narrow mouth cup inside your house is for drinking champagne, not for drinking red wine."
Christina stared at me blankly.
"Ah, it's so much trouble to drink a glass of wine!"
After seeing her off, I lay in bed and checked my phone again. Unsurprisingly, Christina half an hour ago is another circle of friends:
"Today, listening to friends talk about a lot of red wine knowledge happy? , thanks to an old friend!" The accompanying picture is my bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon that she killed half of.
Actually, Christina's hobby is not only in wine tasting, she also has a love for coffee. Well, not so much coffee as Starbucks, because Christina's sisters all dream of becoming Prada queens in high-end office buildings like Anne Hathaway.
In that case, how can you go to work in the morning with a plastic bag of egg pancakes or Shandong pancakes in your hand like those lowlifes?
The Prada-wearing queens' standard breakfast is a bagel in a kraft-colored bag with a cup of sugar-free Americano in a Starbucks logo cup.
When entering an office building, the coffee must not be carried, it must be carried. When the heels rhythmically step on the smooth marble floor, the coffee can not be spilled, otherwise, it will show the city ladies should be modeled.
Of course, as a modern woman, you have to be independent, sophisticated and capable, with the phrase "what's the point of having a man" coming out of your mouth from time to time. In the days when she didn't have a boyfriend, Christina must have been a very good woman. Because her circle of friends is like this: "Women should be so exquisite", "independent women are the sexiest", "Gucci is a woman's best aphrodisiac", and so on.
It turns out that one of their very favorite anchors was blocked. I'm not sure if I'm a fan of their habit of watching live broadcasts when they have time, but I'm not sure if it's just a chick scratching her head and shouting thank you with a little bit of pouting that they're staring at for hours every day.
They told me that this Christina anchor is not an ordinary anchor, absolutely sexy, not only hot body, open live never add filter, face on the mirror kind. But what makes the fans so happy is that this anchor will not regularly carry out heavy live, not only stripping so simple.
They said, they find out the previous broadcast video of the anchor to show me. The moment I opened the video, my jaw dropped to the ground.
This is not Guihua! Wang Guihua is naked across from me, only separated by a computer screen. The last time I saw her naked was when we were both catching loaches by the river in our hometown when we were kids.
I asked my coworkers why this live broadcast was not blocked early, and has been blocked until today.
It turns out that their anchor in order to increase the amount of fans will make every effort to come up with a variety of tricks to attract eyeballs. A few days ago, the network made a fuss about the "eel door" incident is the tip of the iceberg. A female anchor in the live broadcast to take an eel to their lower body stuffed.
Colleagues said that the Christina anchor is not eel, but loach. I had been dumbfounded there.
After a few days, Chritina looked for me to eat, she told me that she was going to Shanghai, Beijing's job quit. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I think I'm going to be able to do it," she said. I didn't mention the fact that the live broadcast number was blocked, and the two of them said some painless words, said goodbye to each other, and went back to their own homes.
Three days later, Christina sent me a WeChat saying that she had arrived in Shanghai. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on this.
When I worked overtime in the evening, my gang of colleagues blew up again, they found a video of their Chritina anchor goddess nude photos, which was leaked from a certain treasure online loan group.
Not only Christina, but also many other girls' nude photos. They spoke of their nude photos sent to this online lending company, three months if the principal and interest is not paid, their photos have been distributed online.
The next day, after reading the push news, it all came to a head.