Zhaozhao was holding a wooden comb in front of the bathroom mirror, dizzy, looking at himself worried.

Worrying about whether to answer the phone or not.

This mirror is extremely wide, five times its height, showing the whole bathroom. The pavilions and pavilions are also carved with frosted craftsmanship on both sides. There is a soft light on the back of the mirror, which shines from all around, and the mirror is inlaid with a light circle. of white light.

The bathroom is yellow light, but the mirror edge is white, like moonlight.

The bell rang loudly, and the walkie-talkie rang when it was quietest.

She didn't move, staring at the receiver in the brown wooden lattice, and the subtlety came to her mind again.

Back then, when her mother began to communicate with the Shen family in Macau, she was overjoyed that maybe one day her mother would invite this brother to be a guest at the house, and she would be able to see each other again. Later, when her mother mentioned Macau, she listened carefully and wanted to dig out his information.

My mother said that on the night of the wedding, she tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep until dawn. After being exposed to the sun, I woke up instead. It was really inexplicable.

The bell disappears.

Soon, there was a knock on the door.

"Come on." She threw the comb into the wooden box.

Holding his hand on the doorknob, thinking that there was nothing wrong with what he was wearing, he opened the door directly. Before he could see Shen Ce outside the door clearly, he had already explained, "I heard the phone ringing, and I didn't have time to answer it."

"I thought you were drunk." He smiled, probably seeing that she was fine, with a relaxed attitude and tone.

"No, no, how could it be." Zhao Zhao also smiled at him.

"The hangover medicine is downstairs."

She shook her head. "No need to drink that, really."

Originally because of alcohol dizziness, I was shaken even more dizzy.

Two cocktails, the second one was very strong. Shen Ce was inexperienced. The person who never drinks cocktails asked the waiter to bring her the hottest one, which caused trouble.

Shen Ce could see that Zhaozhao was holding the fingers beside the door frame and clasping the wood slightly, but it didn't take much effort.

He didn't break her drunkenness: "If you're too lazy to go down, do you want me to bring it up?"

Zhaozhao shook his head again, "I'm waiting for the call."

Trying to find a reason to close the door, not wanting to gaffe in front of him.

"Put it at the door of the room, call and get it by yourself," he said before leaving.

Zhaozhao was afraid that he would carry the medicine upstairs and see through his words, so he turned on the speaker, and the low sound shook the floor under his feet.

There was another knock on the door, but this time it was symbolic, reminding her that the hangover medicine was at the door. She expected that the night would be peaceful and smooth, but it backfired, and the hangover medicine was just the beginning of the night.

Half an hour later, she was so thirsty that she drank the hangover medicine as water. She felt that it was not enough. She went downstairs in the dark. After walking two steps, she sat down on the stairs when her legs were weak, her butt was on the plank, and she forgot the purpose of going downstairs. The railing under the handrail of the stairs, can't wait to fall asleep immediately. At first, was conscious that couldn't sit here and sleep. My forehead was hurt by the carvings on the railing. complained to the air and gradually walked towards the depths of dream.

In the dream, it was the waterside pavilion of the Shen family's old house. Under the bright sun, she was lying on the railing near the water, reaching out to ask for water from the water surface. A hand grabbed her wrist and asked her if it was dangerous to sit here. She wanted to break free, just want to hold water to drink, but no matter how much can, can't reach the water surface. In the end, the mouth of the cup blocked her resentment. She fed it mouth by mouth, the cup was small, she disliked it, and replaced it with a larger cup. After drinking it, the mouth was no longer dry, and the heat was no longer intolerable.

Someone wiped their sweat with a towel, and the cold wind was blowing slowly, making her cold.

Until it was covered with warmth, she muttered about the heat again, her hands and arms were swept by the cold, and finally her hands were wrapped in the cold. Zhaozhao remembered going out to see the snow in winter when she was young, and her mother holding her and her sister one by one, and it was also so cold.

The hand was held tightly, she resisted and tried to escape, the other party loosened a little, but soon tightened again.

She finally chose to give up, let her right hand be imprisoned, and slept deeper.

In the morning, Zhao Zhao woke up.

Even covered with a blanket, sleeping in the video room. The sofa was very wide, and she slept on it, with most of the space in front of her.

The room was so quiet that there was no sound, and the picture projected on the wall was frozen. Zhaozhao looked familiar, recognized it, and found that it was a French film as quiet as the sea. She looked at it and was a little bored.

And look at the logo on the screen, or silent mode. He actually watched such a boring movie in silent mode, so patient.

"Guess you are about to wake up." The person who pushed open the door held a wooden plate in his hand. Inside was the hot white porridge that had just been cooked. You could see sashimi in the porridge. It was raw fish porridge, and the rest Several small dishes are side dishes, mustard cloud ears, salted peanuts.

She sat up straight, looking for slippers, slipped her feet on the sofa twice, but couldn't find them.

Shen Ce put the wooden plate on the coffee table, found the slippers, carried them, and threw them lightly at her feet.

"What you did?" Zhaozhao was so flustered that he didn't show any expression on his face, and even made an appearance of smelling porridge.

"Bought it," he denied.

There is no such ingredient prepared here, and he may not be able to do it well if it is prepared. He has never been good at cooking.

Zhaozhao wanted to ask how I got here last night

Afraid of asking a bad description, and even more afraid of being drunk and telling the truth, saying things that embarrass both of them. In this grinding conjecture, she hesitated, and when she opened her mouth, she called out, "Brother."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed to a brief silence.

Shen Ce raised his eyes, and his eyes hit her heart.

She was heartbroken, for no reason.

Zhaozhao smiled at him, "I'm finally used to it."

He remained silent, his eyes were like the water surface of a pond under the scorching sun, the wind blew, the ripples of the water swayed, and the floating light was dazzling.

As if seeing through Zhaozhao's cleverness, seeing through her fear of being absurd last night, and wanting to use the title to remind the relationship between the two.

Zhaozhao's sentence was followed closely by the sentence, "I finally opened my mouth, you promise."

As if to force him to agree.

Shen Ce finally withdrew the sharpness in his eyes, moved his footsteps, and left her place, "I still think about what to call it."

"Yeah." Zhao Zhao smiled and lowered his head to smell the fish fillet and white porridge.

She took the chopsticks and said, "How do we cross the sea, don't you have uncle's friends?"

He didn't use the remote control and turned off the power of the player. "When your two cousins ​​arrive, take the yacht over there."

In order to express his interest in breakfast, Zhaozhao kept eating, "The porridge is so fragrant, do you really not want to eat it?"

She picked up the spoon and took two sips. It's far hotter than it looks, it rolls into the throat, and it almost burns the tears out. It's really bad for the year. If you drink a drink, you will get drunk, and you will be scalded when you eat porridge.

Shen Ce wanted to remind her that it was very hot, but he couldn't catch up. Seeing that she wanted to breathe and was hindered by his presence, he opened the door and left, "eat slowly, it's just dawn."

Today's trip was much smoother than it was two days ago.

Zhaozhao was afraid to get along with him alone at first, but later found out that he was really worried. In addition to her and her cousins, there are also friends of Shen Ce's father, many of his friends.

The journey was short, but one by one, they picked up the yachts and arranged to meet each other. Shen Ce was the busiest.

He didn't care about her at all. He didn't seem to regard her as an outsider. He didn't say hello on the yacht. There were four sitting areas around the deck, and he was always the farthest away from her.

Cousin Shen Jiayan and Zhaozhao joked "Your brother doesn't seem to be enthusiastic about you"

"No, he's very nice," Zhaozhao explained for him, "There are a lot of guests today."

My cousin was very interested in Shen Ce, because she guessed that Zhaozhao didn't know Shen Ce, and it was useless to ask more questions, so she chatted with Zhaozhao about the situation in Shen Ce's family. After all, Zhaozhao's mother had been with them for more than four years before their marriage.

Shen Ce's family was good at "hiding".

If she is not listed, she cannot see the public financial report, and she can only hear a few words from her mother occasionally. Mainly logistics business, domestic and overseas real estate, and also participate in overseas infrastructure projects and gaming. Many of the projects involved are not very profitable, but in line with the government's foreign policy, they are typical national enterprises.

“It’s hard to say about real estate, and the information is not public. We can learn a little bit about gaming,” Zhaozhao analyzed for them. “I learned from my mother to read financial reports last year, so it can be calculated. There is a new venue in Macau, which is American. Invested, this person has casinos in Las Vegas and Macau, and in 2004, he was worth 3 billion US dollars, and since Macau opened, in just two years, his worth has exceeded 20 billion US dollars.”

"Last year, it was $1 million an hour," Zhaozhao said.

As you can imagine, this business is really profitable.

After half an hour, the chatting crowd dispersed, introduced each other, and got to know each other.

Zhao Zhao was in a bad mood and entered the cabin.

There was no one here, she sat on the sofa, leaned her head back, and looked at the blue sky outside the glass. The glass door is open, the air conditioner is facing the heat wave outside, the cool breeze is on her left, and the heat wave is rolling next to her right arm.

"I'm not very happy" Shen Ce walked in, "It's almost there, but it's in the cabin instead."

"I'm afraid they will talk to me," is the best reason. "I've been in a girls' school for too long, and I'm not used to talking to boys."

In fact, just can't lift spirits.

"Why go to a girls' school?" Shen Ce went to the bar in front of her and handed the cup to the bartender.

"There are several good private schools out there, all of them are religious schools," Zhaozhao said helplessly, "I don't want to go to a religious school, so there are only two left. The girls' school can learn ballet. My mother likes it."

Shen Ce nodded, "I heard it, you don't believe their teaching."

The two have been a little distant since the morning.

Talking now is also, not far or near.

"The cocktails here are pretty good." Finally, Shen Ce showed her favor and waved to her, "Come and try."

Zhaozhao was relieved and walked over, "I don't drink anymore, can I drink it?"

"Even if you want it, I won't give it to you. If you're drunk, you'll make a fool of yourself. It's over." He smiled and stopped talking.

Zhao Zhao just pretended not to hear it.

Shen Ce ordered a non-alcoholic cocktail for her, asked the bartender for dice, and played and drank with her.

Zhaozhao's shot was a double-four, and he couldn't help laughing, "I'm lucky."

Double four is a good luck.

The bartender didn't understand, the biggest is Double Six, right?

"Have you lost your dice?" He put his arm on the edge of the bar and chatted with her.

"No," she said quickly, "at home."

It was a lie, she actually brought it with her.

He didn't react much, "I thought you brought it."

"What are you doing with dice?" Zhaozhao pretended to smile, "What trouble."

"That's right." His tone was still flat, without the slightest hint of emotion.

Zhaozhao held his cup in both hands, sipped his drink with his head down, leaned against the bar and felt uncomfortable even standing up straight, telling a lie for himself. She just didn't want to reveal her thoughts, but she always felt that she didn't value this gift very much in the last sentence. Anyway, it was sent from the heart.

"Also," she explained, still unable to resist her guilt, "it's easy to lose it when you take it out."

Shen Ce smiled. He picked up the dice and threw it out. The pine wood dice rolled half-circle on the orange-yellow circular felt pad, and it was settled. It was still a double four, and the mood was even better.

"A set of dice, throw them away and make them again," his tone finally warmed up, "I'm going to entertain guests, take care of yourself."

Zhao Zhao nodded.

When there are only myself and the bartender left, one wipes the cup and the other lies there, holding down the dice with his index finger in a trance, turning it slowly, feeling distressed by his own mood swings.

It's only been three days since saw each other, what happened, have you been hit by a demon?