When the two arrived at the parking lot, Shen Ce was about to call the driver when four young men waved beside the sports car parked in the distance, calling for him. Shen Zhaozhao thought he brought his friends to pick him up, but looking at his expression, he didn't seem to know that these friends were coming.

The man who came around looked at the new sister of the Shen family with a warm smile.

"Your brother has an appointment in the afternoon, and the family arranged it early, but he pushed it and said he wanted to pick up his sister," said a man in a black T-shirt, "We are all thinking, what other sisters in the Shen family we don't know? Yes. I'm here, do you want to have a meal together?" The other party took the initiative to stretch out his right hand, "Liang Jinrong."

They helped with luggage into the car.

"Your sister is in my car," Liang Jinrong asked him.

"I'll take my brother's car." She didn't want to take a stranger's car, for fear of having nothing to say.

"Your brother didn't come by car." Another man said with a smile.

Shen Ce looked at the two-seater car they were driving today, and he had a clue. Liang Jinrong did it on purpose. Shen Ce tugged at the collar of Liang Jinrong's casual suit, looking like he was taking care of his clothes, but in fact, the focus was on the action behind him. He patted Liang Jinrong's shoulder with his right hand, and pinched "Be careful driving."

"It's rare to see you nervous," Liang Jinrong avoided Shen Ce's hand and opened the car door for Shen Zhaozhao diligently, "Since you got into my car, will something happen?"

When she was in the car, Liang Jinrong remained enthusiastic and chatted with her.

"Why can't he drive?" she asked suddenly.

"Who?" Liang Jinrong quickly understood that he was referring to Shen Ce, "Oh, he is colorblind, red colorblind, but he has a driver's license. He just doesn't like driving," Liang Jinrong looked at her, "You don't know"

No wonder in the flower cake shop, he will confirm again and again.

Liang Jinrong added, "He was sent to the mainland at birth and lived in Jiangnan for a few years, which seems to have something to do with this."

Their meal in Central.

These are all friends of Shen Ce who grew up since childhood. They both studied in high school in the UK, and most of them went to Cambridge and the University of London. At first, she was still wondering why she was in the UK. Thinking of the background of Hong Kong before the handover, it was probably the most convenient way to send it, and it became a habit from generation to generation.

When they were chatting, they all liked to cite Shen Ce. First, among these families, the Shen family is the only one who insists on not going public, and there is no trust fund. The finances are not disclosed, and a sense of mystery arises spontaneously. The focus will naturally be on him, since childhood; secondly, Shen Ce In every respect, it is a good candidate for dating at a proper age. Although it is still early for marriage, everyone also wants to connect with their sisters and sisters, fall in love, drink tea, make appointments, and become closer between families. Harmony is more expensive, and "combination" is even more expensive.

These people knew his life very well. They even made fun of which girl he came back from the UK on a flight with a few days ago. Shen Ce was later annoyed and said that he had an appointment for afternoon tea. , take her away first.

But it's all excuses. The driver was waiting downstairs early, there was no afternoon tea, he wanted to go home.

"Go to the small building," he said.

In Hong Kong, Shen Ce's father owns two houses. The older one is an old-fashioned garden house given by his great-grandfather. In Repulse Bay, there is a small house that his father started his own business when he was young. Shen Ce has always called it a small house.

A small building, the decoration style of the tastes of the older generation, the furniture floor and hanging lamps, including the tapestries are brown and warm brown, dark yellow tones, the overall brightness is low, but very warm.

The first floor is the living-dining room and kitchen, the mezzanine is the audio-visual room, and the second floor was originally Shen Ce's room. He asked someone to arrange it for her to live in, and he moved to his father's room on the third floor. Because there is no one there all the year round, and he is still studying outside, there will be someone here to clean it regularly, and there is also a property to look after, so no one is hired to stay here all year round.

There is only one driver here, who came from the bungalow.

Shen Zhaozhao listened to the conversation between him and the driver, and heard that his stepfather had prepared two people to take care of their food and daily life, but Shen Ce pushed him away.

In other words, today and tomorrow, only she and Shen Ce live together.

"Wake up and call me." He pointed to the intercom on the bedside and left her in the room.

The time difference between where she lives in Montreal and here is exactly the reverse of day and night. When woke up, it was already midnight.

She took off the handset, thought about it, and put it back.

It's too late, let's move on.

At this time, when she was supposed to be hungry, her stomach was empty. She remembered that the kitchen was on the first floor, and she went downstairs according to the impression in her mind. The audio-visual room on the mezzanine has the door closed, so that light comes through.

Touch it and look inside. In the dark blue leather sofa, Shen Ce leaned on the sofa and fell asleep. He came back to take a shower and changed into dark gray cotton trousers and short sleeves. At this moment, his legs were crossed, and he stretched out in front of the sofa. He fell asleep. The light reflected from the screen kept on him and the walls. changing on.

A hum, in the corner of the sofa.

He was woken up, squinted and sat up straight, still fighting against sleepiness, until he saw her smiling by the door.

Shen Ce moved his sleepy neck and left the sofa.

"It's too late," Shen Zhaozhao said, "I didn't want to call you."

He turns off the movie.

"Don't worry about me, go to sleep." She saw red blood in his eyes.

Now is the time for normal people to go to bed, and it's too sad to stay with her.

Shen Ce stood in front of her, "I don't care, what do I do with the alarm clock?"

He put his hand over her head and flicked the switch. The axles went to both ends with the heavy curtains, unrolled like a scroll, revealing the distant Repulse outside the window.

"I thought you were going out." She looked down at his face from below and saw the shadow on the bridge of her nose.

"where to go"

Lan Kwai Fong. Liang Jinrong said at noon that many of their friends were there tonight and wanted to get to know their brothers and sisters.

His hot breath fell on her forehead.

Her heart hangs high.

Thinking of the night at the Shen residence, the final game. He said, "Come here and sit in front of me." Then he leaned back and gave her the first half of the chair. She was having fun, leaning into his arms, Shen Ce's two arms wrapped around her shoulders, clasped her hands tightly, held a dice cup with her, and rolled out the final number.

When the dice cup was opened and the points were counted, he began to divide the cards, forgetting to put her back to the original seat, the skin of his arm would occasionally touch her ears and face when dividing the cards.

The light separated by the wooden lattice windows, the shadows of the moon, and the gray-white walls suddenly became three-dimensional in my mind.

That night, Shen Jiaheng pushed all the chips in front of the two of them with both hands, still smiling and saying, since the two families had already planned to get married, it is better to settle the baby's marriage. Then he sent the dice to himself, even Shen Jiaming rarely opened it. Shen Ce's joke, according to the legal age of marriage in Macau, wait for three years.

However, it was all a joke from the older brothers, and the teenagers were unabashed.

Shen Zhaozhao thought he was going to speak, but he didn't.

Presumably still sleepy, he put his hand on the wall where the switch was, and was awakened by the click of the curtains finally fully opened, and whispered, "Go downstairs and wait for me."

He pushed open a door, inside was the bathroom, and in the mirror she saw that she was still "I'm taking a shower."

"okay."

Before the door was opened, she never thought it was the bathroom, or she would have left early.

The audio-visual room even has a bathroom, which is a strange habit.

Shen Ce didn't come back often, and he was not familiar with his kitchen.

In the refrigerator were all kinds of ingredients that the driver helped to buy in the afternoon. They were rich in color. In red, purple, yellow, light yellow, white, milky white, and green, she recognized the dark green of the bean sprouts.

He just pointed to this.

Shen Zhaozhao asked in surprise, "Can you do it? I love this one the most."

“Beautiful”

"Yes, yes, Jiuxiangdoumiao." He really won the prize, and he actually knew it.

He took out the bean sprouts, "Let's see what else to eat."

She likes to eat vegetarian food, so she bent over to choose. There are all kinds of vegetarian dishes in the refrigerator, which are just right for the taste.

Shen Ce left the kitchen, came back again, and took a bottle of Wuliangye, as if he had asked someone specifically about the wine prepared for this dish. Have you ever asked my mother if this is my favorite wine for frying bean sprouts, because she loved to eat it since she was a child. My mother tried several kinds of white wine and found that this is the most fragrant.

Shen Ce specially asked her to go to the rooftop to wait for dinner. After a while, several dishes were ready, except for this wine and fragrant bean sprouts, which were all boiled or stir-fried. The two were by the swimming pool, the wind was blowing, she was playing with slippers on her feet, and her eyes would come to him from time to time.

"Your friend said," she leaned on one of her arms and chatted with him, "you lived in Jiangnan when you were young."

Liang Jinrong is the closest to her today. Of course, the "friend" in the words refers to that one.

He didn't speak, handed the wine glass and turned the glass half a circle.

Shen Zhaozhao's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't move.

"do not drink"

She nodded.

In fact, can drink, but the first night alone, it is still very restrained.

The man in front of him lowered his head, took a small sip, and slowly drank it, "I was rescued when I was born, and the doctor said it was difficult to live. My parents were reluctant, so they asked someone to come over and look at it, saying that it was a poor relationship. The water and soil of Macau cannot keep me.”

"Jiangnan can keep you"

He acquiesced.

"In Jiangsu and Zhejiang or where?"

"Near Putuo Mountain, a small town," he looked at the wine glass, "lives until the age of three."

Putuo.

She hadn't been to unfamiliar places, but she heard her classmates mention it once.

Shen Zhaozhao continued to hook the slippers with his toes, and tapped small beats on the ground under his feet. When he looked up and saw him looking at himself, he smiled at him, "Go on."

"There's a lot to talk about." He was enjoying himself, leaning back in the rattan chair, his eyes caught on her.

Could it be that the dish got him drunk and was stared at by his brother, causing an illusion.

"I'll take these down."

It must be that dish that got me drunk.

"Someone will take it," he said.

"Sit slowly, I'll go back to the room first," Shen Zhaozhao pushed aside the chair and shook the phone, "Mom said she wanted to call me. Like you, she knew that I had a jet lag and waited until now."

After walking two steps, she stopped again, turned around with her hands behind her back, and said, "It's delicious."

He nodded, "Thanks."

Shen Zhaozhao waved his hand at him, smiled in a friendly manner, turned around, and secretly relieved.

Back in the room, my mother called on time and asked how she was getting along with her new brother, just in time to help her finish the story.My mother recounted a more detailed version of what my parents recounted. After I brought it to Putuo Mountain, I saw two monks, both of which said the same thing, saying that Shen Ce should not have been born, so his life was short, and he still had a chance to survive in Jiangnan., because something is tethered.

Later, his life was big, and he really lived, but he didn't speak when he was three years old, and he didn't pay attention to the people around him. It didn't take long for another serious illness to strike, and it was still a life disaster.The monk said that he shouldn't have lived, and he still has old thoughts. If he can't get rid of it, he really can't keep it.

"It'll be fine later." She seemed to be listening to a story.

She likes hearing this kind of story.This may be a characteristic of large families, and there are always people who believe in Feng Shui numerology.

"It should be fine," Mom said. "Your Uncle Shen only mentioned it once."