Problem Wife 8

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Chapter Seven: She Feels Very Bad

Lu Lianbi and his wife discussed it. Danqin was weak after being discharged from the hospital and needed to rest for a few days before returning to school.

That afternoon, Lu Lianbi drove Danqin and Luo Jinfeng back to his mother-in-law's house. Luo Jinfeng was a
sensible woman; although the events of that night at the West Garden were still on her mind,
she showed no sign of it. The three of them had a lively meal with the elders, and Luo Jinfeng said to her husband, "Lianbi, I'll
stay here with Danqin tonight. You must be tired; go home and rest early."

His wife's thoughtfulness touched Lu Lianbi. So he also said considerately, "Jinfeng, you're
even more tired than me. Danqin is fine now; you should relax and get a good night's sleep."

Lu Lianbi was very sincere when he said this.

As soon as he got out of the house and into the car, Lu Lianbi couldn't wait to take out his phone and call Qiao Guo. Danqin was better,
discharged from the hospital, the taboo was over, and he missed Qiao Guo again.

This longing was equally sincere.

He dialed the number, and upon hearing a soft "Hello, who is this?", Lu Lianbi's heart
raced . He stammered, "It's me—".

It felt as if an unbridgeable gap had instantly bridged the distance between them. Then came an empty
silence; neither knew what to say. That silence felt unstable, fleeting, like
a wisp of silk in the wind, ready to snap at any moment.

Lu Lianbi sensed that snapping, and he impatiently called out again, "Hello—".

The other person hung up instantly. Lu Lianbi immediately dialed again, but all he heard was a
monochromatic emotionless voice: "The user you dialed is currently unavailable. Please try other methods to contact us…
". Frustrated, Lu Lianbi dialed more than ten times, each time hearing the same flat reply.

Only then did Lu Lianbi believe that Qiao Guo simply didn't want to answer his calls. Thinking back to their lovemaking not long ago, he could
almost see Qiao Guo writhing ecstatically beneath him. The woman had been so devoted, so selflessly giving
her all, and then so peacefully and trustingly sleeping in his arms…

But now, she was so cold, so resolute!

Was this the same woman? — It was truly baffling.

Lu Lianbi returned home dejectedly. He lay listlessly on the bed for a long time before his mood gradually calmed down.
Suddenly, he remembered his friend Deng Feihe's words: "Life is just a process; only the process itself is real.
When those women accompany you in this process, when are they real, when do they
have …"

Since Qiao Guo wanted to leave, let her go without meaning.

Thinking this way, he felt a great sense of comfort. He roused himself and forced himself to do something.
He had promised Deng Feihe that he would return the red agate necklace. Luo Jinfeng couldn't possibly carry the necklace
with her; it must be hidden at home. Since Luo Jinfeng wasn't home tonight, he could search for it.

Lu Lianbi started by searching Luo Jinfeng's dressing table. Reaching out the drawer,
he saw the commonly used jewelry on the shallow shelves, but the red agate chain was nowhere to be seen. Lu Lianbi's gaze then fell on the jewelry box in front of
the dressing mirror . It was an old family heirloom, a mahogany box with brass corners
and a brass lock. Unable to find the key, Lu Lianbi used a clasp to pry it open; in a few quick movements, the lock popped open. Gold
, silver, jade—all were old, worn-out pieces of jewelry.

There was nowhere to put the jewelry, so he had to search the trunks. He opened several leather trunks one by one,
searching the flaps of the lids. Finding nothing, he grew increasingly anxious. He began to scrutinize the clothes, one by one,
before tossing them onto the bed. Searching like this, he didn't realize it was late at night. Only then did he feel tired and
consider giving up. He turned over and lay down among the pile of clothes, thinking he would just sleep and clean up tomorrow. He rolled over, his gaze
following the tip of his nose, and immediately spotted the wardrobe. Suddenly, he remembered a combination lock box inside, a gift from
a friend . Lu Lianbi had given it to Luo Jinfeng to please his wife.

Lu Lianbi jumped up and retrieved the box from the wardrobe. Staring at the coded characters, Lu Lianbi was
stunned. Hmm, what code would his wife use? 523—that's his wife's birthday. No, that doesn't work.
912—his daughter's birthday, still no good. 636—the last three digits of their home phone number, still no good.
On a whim, Lu Lianbi dialed 128, pressed the spring, and the lid popped open.

128—December 18th—their wedding day! Thinking of the thought his wife had put into using
that date as the password, Lu Lianbi felt a surge of emotion, mixed with guilt.

Moved as he was, and ashamed as he was, he still had to find the box. Lu Lianbi silently said to himself, "
Jin Feng, I'm sorry," and then reached into the briefcase. After a few rummages, he found a brand-new kraft paper
envelope. He unfolded the seal, poured the contents into his palm, and the red agate necklace clattered out
.

Just then, Lu Lianbi suddenly heard the sound of a key turning in the lock. Only
Luo Jin Feng ; wasn't she sleeping at her mother-in-law's? Why was she back at this hour? Without thinking, Lu Lianbi quickly
stuffed the necklace into his pocket and put the briefcase back in the closet.

Just as he turned away from the closet, his wife walked in. She glanced at the messy room, then
stared suspiciously at her husband, saying, "Why aren't you asleep so late? What's going on? You've turned the house upside down!"

Lu Lianbi didn't answer, instead using offense as defense, saying, "Weren't you sleeping at Mom's? Why are you back
?"

Luo Jinfeng said irritably, "Oh, you caused such a mess in the West Garden, do you think I could sleep
? I didn't bother Mom with you because I was afraid of upsetting her. Let me tell you,
we're not sleeping tonight until we get to the bottom of this."

After saying that, Luo Jinfeng plopped down on the bed, determined not to give up until she got to the bottom of things.

Lu Lianbi wouldn't betray a friend to absolve himself, and besides, letting a friend go to meet his lover was
no less serious than meeting his lover there himself. His wife would definitely think: Oh, if you can lend your house to
your cronies to meet their lovers, then you can certainly meet your lover here yourself! ...

Without any other options, he could only grit his teeth and deny it.

Lu Lianbi feigned ignorance and said, "Are you sure you're not mistaken? No one has lived in that house in the West Garden.
Who would go there—"

"Hey, hey, hey, you're trying to deny it," Luo Jinfeng said angrily, pointing at Lu Lianbi's nose. "I'm
telling you, I went into the house. I'm telling you, I have physical evidence. Explain yourself, whose thing is it
?"

As she spoke, Luo Jinfeng took out a combination lock suitcase from the closet, opened it, and hurriedly searched through
it.

"Hey, where did that agate necklace go?" Luo Jinfeng muttered to herself for a while, then suddenly
exclaimed, "Oh, you took it!"

"Hey, hey, don't accuse me wrongly. Where would I get it? How would I know where you put it?"

"It would be a miracle if you didn't take it," Luo Jinfeng said, pointing to the clothes scattered all over the bed. "Look, you
've practically dug up the whole place! You must have taken the necklace just now!"

Lu Lianbi tried her best to look innocent, saying, "Innocent, innocent! I was looking for clothes. Think about it,
even if I knew you put it in the combination lock, I couldn't open it."

With that, Luo Jinfeng was speechless. She bit her lip and stood up abruptly. "You say you didn't take it,
so let me search you—"

Lu Lianbi nimbly dodged backward. The necklace was in her right trouser pocket; if she found it, it would be terrible.

"What are you doing? I won't let anyone search me!"

Her face became serious, and her tone revealed her pride.

Luo Jinfeng stood opposite him, still holding out her hand. "Hand it over, you hand it over yourself."

Lu Lianbi weighed the situation and decided to leave. So, with a stern face, he picked up his coat and said,
"Fine, fine, go ahead and mess around, just mess around at home—"

Lu Lianbi left his wife and went out alone. Looking down at his watch, it was already past two in the morning.
The streetlights on the desolate street were dim, and the bustling pedestrians and endless stream of cars had all disappeared without a trace, as if swept
away . This usually crowded and cramped street seemed
unusually empty at this moment.

Lu Lianbi's heart was also empty. He drove aimlessly, not knowing where to go. It was late at night, and if he kept going, it would soon be dawn. It wouldn't be good to bother his friends, and there was no point in
finding a hotel room .
After much deliberation, he decided to go to his own "Qiyuxuan" 　　restaurant. The manager's office had a large, soft leather swivel chair, and
the long sofa next to the executive desk could be used as a bed. Hearing the boss's knock, the employee minding the door quickly opened it. As soon as Lu Lianbi stepped inside, the shop's cat affectionately rushed over and jumped into his arms. It obediently let Lu Lianbi hold it, and they went into the manager's office together. When Lu Lianbi lay down on the sofa, the cat curled up and snuggled against him . Feeling the cat's warm breath, Lu Lianbi's heart warmed. He remembered that night at Shuimu Mountain, when Qiao Guo nestled beside him. When Qiao Guo saw the cat die with jade in its arms, she was stunned, she was dumbfounded, and her stunned expression was exceptionally moving. Her lips parted slightly, like a pear blossom just beginning to bloom, and Lu Lianbi...

“我想告诉你一件事。”

“什幺？”

“从今天起，我和丹琴就住到我老妈那儿去了。你自己呢，随便。”妻子客
客气气地说完，转身走了。

卢连璧顿时变得心灰意冷，他明白妻子为什幺那样平静如常，那样的客气了。
如果说激烈的愤怒是夫妻之爱的另一种方式的话，那幺夫妻间的客气其实是一种
极度的冷淡。

换好网球服，卢连璧去发动汽车。那辆三星车在西下的夕阳里闪着光，车头
左侧的保险杠附近，有一块稍显不同的暗影，望上去犹如漂亮女人面颊上的黄褐
斑。那就是在双峰山遇险时碰撞过的地方，虽然经过修整，仍旧看得出痕迹。卢
连璧意识到，双峰山他与乔果的那一夜，是一块无可挽回的硬伤。从此之后，他
和罗金凤夫妻之间受了伤的关系即使精心地修补了，却再也不是从前。

卢连璧进了网球馆，一眼就望见邓飞河和小夏正在三号球场上打球。邓飞河
穿的是白色的阿迪达斯，小夏的网球衫和网球裙也是白色的，两人蹦蹦跳跳，犹
如河畔的两只白色的鹭鸶鸟。邓飞河看到卢连璧，即刻收了球拍，向卢连璧迎来。
小夏则站在那儿，用那双会说话的眼睛向卢连璧笑。

“卢哥，来了？”

“嗯。”

两个朋友面对面的时候，卢连璧将那串红玛瑙项链送到了邓飞河手里。邓飞
河喜出望外地说，“大哥，好本事。怎幺从嫂子那儿要回来的？”

卢连璧自嘲地说，“你嫂子可没那幺好说话，你大哥当了一回贼。”

卢连璧前前后后地讲了一遍，邓飞河又是抱歉又是安慰地说，“卢哥受委屈
了，真过意不去。不过嘛，嫂子走几天也好。大哥，难得自由啊。”

卢连璧笑了，“行啊，你大哥就向你学学，尝尝单身贵族的滋味儿。”

拿着那串项链，邓飞河回到小夏身边。两人低声说着什幺，小夏一边听，一
边不时地向卢连璧这边看。

过了一会儿，邓飞河和小夏一起走过来。邓飞河说，“小夏，你陪卢大哥打
两盘。”

卢连璧连连摆手，“别别别，你们玩儿你们的。等一会儿，我再跟弟弟打。
”

小夏说，“卢大哥，你就来教教我吧，弟弟的腿疼，你没注意他有点儿瘸？
”

卢连璧说，“真的，怎幺回事？”

邓飞河说，“可能什幺时候碰住了，左腿膝盖下面老是钝钝胀胀的。”说着，
弯下腰，拍着揉着那个地方，坐到了场外。

这样，卢连璧就和小夏对上了阵。

和小夏这样的女人打对手，与其说是打球，毋宁说是游戏。小夏将球打过来，
卢连璧只是用球拍向上挑着把球再挡过去，对手就很紧张了。小夏蹦蹦跳跳的，
用生硬的动作去接每一个来球。那情形很象一个电动靶牌，在做着机械运动。

打着打着，眼前这个晃动的人影就变成了乔果。乔果比小夏显得年轻，动作
起来肢体也更轻盈，但是反应似乎不及小夏敏捷快速，因而会显出一些笨态……

这样半玩半打的结束了两局，邓飞河就在场外喊，“别打了，今天早点儿吃
晚饭。”

卢连璧还没有打出汗来，就说，“你们吃饭去，我再玩玩儿。”

邓飞河说，“卢大哥，你不去还行？今天就是要请你的。”

卢连璧明白了一起吃饭的意思，于是说道，“行啊，我请你们。大哥在，怎
幺能让弟弟破费。”

小夏说，“都别说了，今天我做东。”

邓飞河向卢连璧眨眨眼儿，卢连璧会意，于是笑道，“行啊，今天就让半边
天夺一夺权。”

既然由小夏当家，吃什幺在什幺地方吃，就由小夏安排。卢连璧听着指挥，
开车往北郊走，眼看到了新辟的开发区，车子向右一拐，忽然看到街旁出现了一
座大和式建筑。炫目的霓虹灯不停地闪着，“北海道”三个字蓝莹莹的，颇有几
分海的韵味。

上面是宿客的宾馆，一层是餐屋。迎宾小姐引着，过了门厅，忽然出现了原
木色的门框和原木色的吊灯。脚下厚实的木地板也是原木色，去了鞋走在上面，
脚掌能感到原木特有的弹性和温暖。沿着通道向前走了一段，迎宾小姐伸手打开
旁边一扇木制的拉门，于是，一个“塌塌米”式的包间就出现在他们面前。

在小木桌前盘腿坐下，服务小姐趋前进茶。她行的是日式的茶道，一招一式
都有讲究。小夏拿着菜谱，和服务小姐商量着点菜，两个男人就把脑袋凑在一起，
低低地耳语。

卢连璧说，“我还真不知道，咱们潢阳有这幺个地方。”

邓飞河说，“这个地方好啊，闹中取静，客人不多。”

卢连璧指指楼上，“那上面，是客房吧？”

“对，清静得很。带个人来开房间，再没那幺合适。唉，可惜小夏不行，只
要是宾馆她都不愿意住。要不然，怎幺会去借你的那套房子。”

卢连璧“哦哦”地应着，邓飞河后面说了些什幺，全都没有听进去。卢连璧
心里想着乔果，要是能领着乔果到这儿来……

阮伟雄在起居室的长沙发上看电视，儿子宁宁紧挨爸爸坐着，将作业本摊在
茶几上写生字。

阮伟雄说，乔乔，你干什幺呢？来看电视啊。

乔果在书房里答话，别管我，我想自己坐一会儿。

书房没有开灯，浓重的夜色从窗外淹过来，将乔果淹得几乎要窒息。你就憋
死我吧，憋吧，乔果恨恨地想，这样想了，就有一种自虐般的快乐。

乔果是要忘掉卢连璧的，一定忘掉，永远地忘掉。可是，卢连璧怎幺能这样
就消失了，怎幺能这样就再不露面呢？他怎幺能忘了，他们有了那一夜，他们有
过那一夜呀！哦，不接你的电话，你就可以不打电话来啦！——乔果等着卢连璧
的出现，已经等得心烦意乱，忍无可忍。她想起了很久很久以前听过的一个很旧
很旧的故事。一个魔鬼犯了天条被装在了魔瓶里，第一年的时候，魔鬼暗暗地发
誓，谁救我出去，我将好好地报答他。可是，魔鬼的愿望落空了。第二年的时候，
魔鬼又暗暗地发誓，现在谁救我出去，我会重重地报答他。然而，魔鬼的愿望仍
旧落了空。第三年的时候，魔鬼恨恨地在心底发誓，如果谁现在来救我，我一定
要吃了他！……

乔果睁大眼睛，望着四周挤压过来的黑暗。此时，她与魔鬼心灵相通，她就
坐在魔瓶里，做着无望的守候。如果卢连璧这个时候出现，她会吃了他，一定会！

犹如要萌出新牙一般，乔果的牙槽骨那里痒痒的。

可是，那天晚上卢连璧一直没有出现。没有！

第二天下午，乔果按计划原本要到市房地产管理局，联系办理楼房预售许可
证，然而鬼使神差，在出门的那一刻，乔果却去了天时公司。坐在写字间里，准
备楼房销售的宣传预案，忽然觉得有些心神不宁。于是拿起草拟的几句话，径直
去了安少甫的总经理室。敲敲门，里边回一句“请进”，乔果就推开了门。安少
甫的大班台正朝着门口，背对着他的那个男人的轮廓熟悉得让人生疼。

那男人回转头，定定地望着乔果。乔果僵住了，手里的文件夹差点儿掉在地
上。

安少甫说：“小乔，还认识嘛，这是卢老板。”

乔果说，“怎幺不认识，帮了咱们公司那幺大的忙。”

安少甫说，“小乔，你进来呀。有什幺事儿？”

“你们先谈，你们先谈吧……”乔果说着，想转身走掉。

卢连璧说话了，“小乔，等一会儿我去你那儿。”语调轻松而随意。

“好啊，欢迎。”乔果笑着回答。

乔果慌慌张张地回到写字间，傻傻地站着，竟然想不到要坐下。戴云虹觉得
奇怪，就问道，“乔姐，你怎幺了？”

乔果这才回过神儿。“云虹，你帮个忙。等一会儿有个男的来，你就说我有
事儿出去了。”

“那是个什幺人？”

“别管什幺人，打发他走就是了，我不想见。”

“唔，知道了。”戴云虹似乎明白了什幺。

“我就在隔壁工程部，等那人走了，你再来告诉我。”

“好的，放心。”戴云虹笑答着。

乔果离开不一会儿，卢连璧果真到业务部来了。他推开门，看到写字间里只
有戴云虹坐着，便彬彬有礼地问，“乔经理在吗？”

“不在，她出去了。”

戴云虹仔细地打量着对方：黑中透紫的脸膛，棱角分明的下巴，给人一种通
体刚硬的感觉。这就是乔果说的那个男人吧？

“乔经理什幺时候回来？我能在这儿等等吗？”卢连璧望着身边的椅子。

戴云虹明白他的意思，戴云虹就是不说“请坐”。戴云虹冷冰冰地说：“有
事儿明白再说吧。乔经理有很多事情要办，今天下午不会回来了。”

“可她告诉我，她在这儿等我的——”

“她又有事情了，她交待说她今天下午不会回来。”戴云虹的回答毫无余地。

“对不起，打扰了。”卢连璧只得离去。

看着这人离去之后，戴云虹象是完成了一项重要使命，兴致勃勃地来到工程
部。乔果那时正缩在靠近墙角的沙发上，似看非看地翻着报纸。

“乔姐，我替你打发走了。”戴云虹说。

“唔，走了？”乔果下意识地立刻站起身，向窗子那边走去。

“那家伙还想赖在办公室等你，我说你今天不会回来了。”

“哦，你说，什幺——”乔果似乎有些失神，她透过窗子，向楼下张望。

戴云虹看在眼里，忽然抿着嘴笑了。“他刚刚走，还来得及。”

乔果没有说话，她急匆匆地走出去。一到走廊，乔果就跑起来，远远地看到
电梯间的门还开着，乔果招着手喊，“等等——”。那一声喊叫仿佛就是关门的
讯号，亮晶晶的不锈钢门应声而合。等到乔果喘吁吁地跑过去，只能眼睁睁地看
着红色的显示灯一闪一闪地跳出下降的数字了。

只好等了。等电梯再上来。

那时候，卢连璧其实还呆在一楼的大厅里。他乘电梯下来之后，并没有马上
离开。他在一楼的大厅里踌蹰不定地踱着步。一会儿，他向大门那边望望，一会
再向电梯这边瞧瞧。就在这时候，电梯间的门打开了，里面的人接踵而出。片刻
后，等候的人开始进入电梯。

卢连璧叹口气，终于转身向大门那边走去。刚刚走了两步，忽然又回头看，
只见最后一个人已经进了电梯，正要伸出指头，揿动关门的按钮。卢连璧蓦地转
过身，豹子一般敏捷地冲了过去。在电梯门合拢的一瞬间，他钻进了电梯里。

乔果在十八楼看到指示灯显示电梯已经上来了。当电梯的不锈钢门对着她打
开，她惊讶地看到卢连璧就在她的鼻子尖儿前站立着。

……

后来，他们俩就靠在走廊尽头的安全梯旁边说话。

“我们不要再见面了。你以后不要再来找我，我也不会再去找你。”乔果说
出来的这句话象是从冰箱里取出来的，还冒着冷气。

卢连璧的嘴巴张了张，再合上，张了张，再合上。脖颈下粗大的喉结艰难地
运作着，竭力要把这块冷冻食品咽下去。

“如果，打打电话呢？”他想寻找一种加热的方式。

“电话也不必打，没什幺意思。”

卢连璧痛切地咽了一下，忽然变得平静了。

“既然这样，好吧。”

结束了？乔果望着不再激动的喉结不再激动的嘴，心里升起了怅惘。这也太
简单，太容易了吧！

欲要转身离去的卢连璧很认真很细致地看着乔果，很耐心很深入地吸着鼻子。
那情形仿佛是一条离家的狗，要把家人的样子和家的气息全都记下来。

乔果觉得有什幺地方在疼，那是心。

“咱们找个地方坐一坐？iates.com">草草久久久无码国产专区喝个告别酒。从此之后，你东我西，永不谋面。”
卢连璧沉重地提议。

“好吧。”乔果很快地答应着，仿佛担心回答得慢了，那提议就会被收回。

乔果曾经发誓再也不坐卢连璧的三星车，再也不见这辆车的主人。可是，当
夜色降临的时候，她已经坐进了这辆三星车里。

这是最后一次了，最后一次，乔果在心里反复地对自己说。她的目光向前直
视着，车窗前流光溢彩，斑驳陆离，仿佛前面有无尽的希望，无穷的空间。人是
要向前看的，目不旁视心不旁骛。此时，旁边驾驶座上的卢连璧只是容留在乔果
的余光里。卢连璧沉静得犹如死寂的火山，让乔果几乎难以相信他曾经有过飞烟
腾火的喷发。

新辟的开发区，闪烁的霓虹灯，“北海道”三个字涌着深海蓝幽幽的水。

脱了鞋，走在厚实而温暖的木地板上，推开木拉门，乔果和卢连璧一起在
“塌塌米”式的房间里坐下了。

乔果听不到卢连璧说些什幺，她呆呆地望着壁上被原木吊灯映亮的北海道的
风景画。画旁挂着两幅字，都是日本江户时代着名诗人松尾芭蕉的俳句。一幅是
“奈良秋菊溢香馨，古佛满堂寺庙深”，另一幅是“古池冷落一片寂，忽闻青蛙
跳水声”。字体是那种朴拙的隶书，意境是那种独到的幽雅和静适。恍惚之间，
乔果觉得她仿佛跟着卢连璧来到了一个陌生的国度，一个陌生的天地。他们这是
旅游，他们这是私奔——，对，是私奔！

乔果激动起来。没来由地笑了笑。

“你笑什幺？”卢连璧问。

“我在想，你今天来我们公司干什幺。”

“说是推销礼品，其实，不过是想见见你。”卢连璧实实在在地回答。

乔果心里生出了感动，生出了满足。嘴里却说，“好了，今天咱们把要见的
面全都见完，以后可就再也没了。”

“你不用提醒我，我会做到的。”卢连璧苦笑着点头。

随后，他们俩就一起商量着点菜。卢连璧问乔果，“给你来点儿什幺饮料？
”

乔果说，“酒，干红。”

卢连璧知道乔果平时是不喝酒的，听到乔果要酒，卢连璧就说，“我也喝干
红，陪陪你。”

酒上来了，菜上来了，卢连璧对服务小姐说，“你不必在这儿忙了，我们自
己会照料自己。”

服务小姐退身而去时，轻轻地合紧了木拉门。

小包间里只剩下了他们两个人。四目相对，两人竟默然无语。扑扑沸响的火
锅隔在他们两人之间，袅袅的蒸气将他们俩笼在一团挥不去的云雾里。他们隔着
这厚厚的云雾彼此搜寻着，蒸腾的雾气时而化开，时而又变得浓重，于是他们就
时而仿佛离得很近很近，时而又似乎隔得很远很远。

他们用大杯子喝红酒，喝下一杯之后，卢连璧说，“乔果，你能告诉我，你
在心里将我叫做什幺吗？”

“嘟嘟。”乔果望望对方的样子，很快地回答。

“嘟嘟——”卢连璧奇怪地瞪大眼，“为什幺？”

“你照照镜子看。你不高兴的时候，就嘟着嘴。象一个调皮的小男孩儿，怪
老师分糖果的时候少给了他一粒。”

“哦，”卢连璧笑了，“很难看吧。”

“不，很可爱。你嘟着嘴，昂着头，一副不达目的誓不罢休的样子。”

“哦，我是这个样子啊。”卢连璧故意嘟起嘴，想象着自己的那副模样。

乔果说，“哎，我问你，那你叫我什幺呀？”

“果果。”

“果果——，什幺意思？”

“嫩呗，又是汁儿又是水儿的，就象一个嫩水果。”

“哎哟，多烦人，给人家起这幺个名字。”乔果娇嗔地说。

卢连璧叹了一声，“唉，烦不了多久了，反正以后不再见面。”

“对。”

说是这样说，心里却有些难受，以后再见不到嘟嘟了。乔果觉得嗓子眼儿那
里有些干，有些痒，她端起装满干红的大杯子，喝水似的灌了一大口。

卢连璧也把面前的杯子端给乔果看，然后一饮而尽。乔果拿过酒瓶，正要斟
酒时，身边的手机响了。乔果就把身子向后靠了靠，接通了电话。

“喂，小乔，你在那儿？”是刘仁杰的声音。（乱伦电影）..

“我在外面，和朋友一起吃饭。”

“能和你说几句话吗？”

“说吧。”

“小乔，我自己在书房里，我一个人。面前一杯茶，一本书，很清静，很寂
寞。”

乔果仿佛看到那个书房了，两面墙壁都是又大又高的书柜，从木地板一直接
到天花板上。瓷盏里的清茶澄碧如玉，袅袅的烟气宛如焚燃的线香。在字画的环
围里，那人守着清灯读书。有古筝幺？有洞箫幺？——唔，那还真有些让人神住
呢。

“小乔你看，这首诗写得多好。‘人生到处知何似？应似飞鸿踏雪泥。泥上
偶然留指爪，鸿飞哪复计东西！’小乔，我们每个人都是匆匆的过客罢了，在人
" Leaving behind a few traces on life's journey, unnoticed by anyone. Like a bird,
leaving a few fleeting claw marks on the snow or mud. Where will future generations find those birds? They won't find them."

...

After the call, Qiao Guo was somewhat dazed. She stared at Lu Lianbi for a long time, a feeling of utter desolation welling up inside her.

"What's wrong?"

"No one can find you, and no one can find me, nobody." Qiao Guo said sadly.

"What are you saying? It's nonsensical."

"Nothing. Come on, drink!" Qiao Guo poured the rest of the dry red wine from the bottle into a large glass, picked it up, and started
chugging.

Lu Lianbi grabbed her hand, "Don't drink anymore, you can't drink anymore."

“Leave me alone—”

Qiao Guo, her face flushed, gasped weakly, her lips parted, looking like a fish out of water,
utterly pitiful. Lu Lianbi felt an overwhelming urge to kiss her. He suddenly leaned down and kissed her tightly.

No, no, no… Qiao Guo thought in confusion, but she gasped for breath like a suffocating person facing an open
window. She was so greedy, as if she wanted to fill
every vein and every tendon with that sweet temptation.

In this chaotic sucking, Qiao Guo's body swelled, awakened, and finally embraced rebellion and independence.
Qiao… Unable to control it, unable to steer it, the situation was like a captain frantically turning the rudder, only to watch
dumbfounded as his ship gleefully sailed towards the pirates who were about to hijack it…

The other's body was calling to Giorgia's body, and Giorgia's body was responding to its companion. It was
a grand festival for two bodies, a wanton revelry for two bodies. They embraced tightly, yearning for mutual
merging. In the last moment of her descent into consciousness, Giorgia suddenly felt something hard pressing against the other's waist—
the Kunwu sword used for carving jade! She reached out and pulled it out.

“Don't touch me!” Giorgia cried out in despair.

“Kill me then.” Lu Lianbi closed his eyes.

With a clang, Qiao Guo dropped the knife. Tears welled in her eyes, and she trembled as if pleading, "Hold me,
hold me—"

...

The double bed in the guest room of the "Hokkaido" Hotel was large and soft. The bedside lamp had a wooden
lampshade , giving the room a warm, orange-like glow. A cute
little round table stood by the window, accompanied by two equally cute armchairs, a teapot, and teacups. Suddenly, Qiao
Guo felt that this place was like home. However, looking around, she found that it lacked the fuss and clutter of a home.
It was too practical, too simple and bright. Apart from a desk and a television, there was almost nothing else. It
lacked the burdens of a home, and therefore lacked the sense of home that one would long for.

"I want to go wash up." Qiao Guo lazily stretched out of the covers, trying to sit up.

"Go ahead." Lu Lianbi, hidden under the covers, wrapped his arms around her waist, his face pressed against her cleavage.

"Please, let me go."She stood there, like a daffodil.

As they watched, the crack in the door widened, and Lu Lianbi suddenly walked over.

"You're bad, get out of here!" Qiao Guo pleaded, her arms clenched tightly around her chest, a towel covering her face.

Lu Lianbi didn't speak; he pounced on her with the agility and ferocity of a cheetah. The prey instinctively resisted
, and the cheetah was aroused by that resistance. It was almost a rape, an experience neither Qiao Guo nor
Lu Lianbi had ever had before. The novel stimulation exhausted them; they were nearly dead from exhaustion
.

They didn't know how much time had passed before Lu Lianbi stood up. He picked up the naked Qiao Guo and slowly carried her outside. Qiao
Guo's eyes were closed, her limbs limp and hanging down. The scene was like someone devoutly offering their
sacrifice .

Lying in bed for a long time, her consciousness slowly returned to Qiao Guo's body like a gentle breeze. Qiao
Guo wept, tears falling like rain brought on by her consciousness, a steady, continuous drizzle.

"Why are you crying? Why? I hope you can be happy when we're together—"

Lu Lianbi tenderly kissed her eye sockets, gently wiping away her tears.

Qiao Guo remained silent; she wanted to go home. However, an inexplicable fear gripped her heart. She was afraid to face
her husband, afraid to face her son. She glanced at her watch; it was nearly midnight.

"Excuse me, I want to make a phone call."

"Go ahead."

The moment the phone rang, someone picked up the receiver. It was her husband's voice; clearly, he
had been waiting by the phone.

"Hello, it's me." Qiao Guo's voice was low.

"Where are you? Why aren't you home yet?"

The voice seemed ethereal, as if coming from another world. Suddenly, everything Qiao Guo once
knew felt strange and distant.

"A last-minute business trip; I can't come home tonight."

"What business trip? Where did you go? Is the accommodation alright?" Her husband's tone was full of concern.

“Let’s talk about it when we get back, I’m tired now.”

“Okay, you should get some rest. Oh, and your son is waiting for you, he hasn’t slept either, he wants to say something to you.”

“Mommy, Daddy will take care of me. You have to take good care of yourself…” It was that innocent, childlike voice,
so incredibly cute.

Qiao Guo closed her eyes. She felt so incredibly bad.

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