Not Spare the Years

Zhou is very rich, and the performances for the employees are also very luxurious. The performance is a one-and-a-half-hour-long skit. It is a live-action performance. The scenery is numerous and realistic. The stage will rotate as the plot progresses. Still the first few rows.

This kind of live-action performance, it stands to reason, the closer it is, the more immersive it is, but the real look and feel also depends on the specific location.

Mu Xueyi's position was so far away that she couldn't see the whole front of the stage. She just happened to be sitting in front of a landscaped waterfall, and the water beads all flew to her face.

It was really immersive, and she now felt like a pebble in the waterfall.

In fact, their department was assigned the most rare first row, but she couldn't sit in the middle. She was a small clerk and could only sit in the farthest corner.

Mu Xueyi wiped the water droplets on her face, and regretted not bringing a raincoat over.

The show started, and the huge infield dimmed the lights.

There was a rustling sound of footsteps behind him, and several people in the marketing department turned their heads reflexively, and it was Xiao Ai who came over.

Xiao Ai pressed her throat and asked, "Who among you are going to buy a drink for President Zhou?"

Everyone sat down, and of course they didn't want to run errands, so they naturally ordered Mu Xueyi to go.

Xiao Ai snickered treacherously and motioned for Mu Xueyi to follow her.

The two circled to the back of the theater, Xiao Ai took Mu Xueyi up the steps, came to the box on the second floor, opened the door, and stretched out her hand with a smile:

"Second miss, please come in."

The box is dark, but still spacious, with a sofa and a coffee table. The wall facing the stage has a large window, the size of half a wall, where the show can be seen very clearly.

Zhou Zhenyue sat on the sofa in a very casual posture, not like the way she usually sits upright in front of the old man. Seeing Mu Xueyi come in, she pointed to the other end of the sofa and said, "Sit."

Mu Xueyi didn't sit down immediately, she curiously leaned over to the window and looked down, and found that this was the most central position, and the view was very good. There is a Dunhuang dancer hanging in the air with coercion, very close to her, as if she can grab the other party's skirt streamer as soon as she reaches out her hand.

She couldn't help sighing: "This location is too good."

Zhou Zhenyue put down her right leg, which was folded over her left leg, and with the sound of the fabric squeezing and rubbing against the sofa, she slowly stood up and walked to Mu Xueyi's side.

"Of course, this is the most expensive position in the theater." Zhou Zhenyue put her arms on the window sill, the lights of the stage beauty flickered on her face, "Look, it's great to be rich, you can always sit in the most expensive position Good place. So you have to work hard, try to get a promotion after the year, get a raise, and try to earn more than me someday."

Mu Xueyi smiled: "You look down on me too much. If I had the ability to surpass you, the richest man in Anyang City, I would have usurped power in the Mu Clan. Besides, you know what the clerk's job is, it's just a helper. There is no chance for promotion if someone beats them up."

Zhou Zhenyue thought for a moment and said, "If you think your current position is not good, after two months, I will find an opportunity to transfer you to the audit department."

Mu Xueyi: "Forget it, it's good for me to be a little clerk in peace. I don't have to worry about it, and I can live comfortably."

Zhou Zhenyue just smiled faintly at Mu Xueyi's reluctant salted fish behavior, and did not persuade him any more, "Let's go."

Mu Xueyi pursed her lips, quietly took out an exquisite small box from her pocket, and glanced at Zhou Zhenyue beside her.

Holding the box in her palm for a while, she coughed dryly and handed it to Zhou Zhenyue with a dodgy gaze.

Seeing the small bow on the box, Zhou Zhenyue took it over and looked at the box packaging, "A gift? ... That's right, you used to give me a lot of gifts when you were chasing me, and this is one of the ways you chase people. "

Mu Xueyi smiled shyly: "It's not the same, the things that I gave you in the past were bought by my father and asked me to give them away, this time I bought them with my own salary. I... just won the first place in my life a few days ago. A salary that belongs to me, this money has a different meaning, I don’t want to spend it casually, I always feel that it must be used to buy you something.”

Zhou Zhenyue casually pinched the box with her fingers.

For a long time, she slowly tightened her fingertips and held it firmly in her hand.

She stared at the lines on the box, stared for a while, and then slowly looked at Mu Xueyi, "...Can you open it now?"

Mu Xueyi nodded: "Of course you can."

Zhou Zhenyue seemed to be afraid that when she opened the box by the window sill, the contents in the box would fall. She walked back to the sofa and sat down, turned on the flashlight function of her mobile phone, put both hands together, and carefully separated the lid of the box from the box itself.

Under the illumination of the mobile phone flash, the delicate black velvet reflects the delicate white light.

In the middle of the black velvet lay two deep blue tiger eye stone cufflinks. The gemstone pattern in the middle is quaint and luxurious, and the surrounding silver ornaments just set off the blue of the gemstone. The combination of silver and dark blue is very similar to the temperament of Zhou Zhenyue.

In the cold, there is an unfinished deepness.

The cufflinks are from the Tateossian brand, a British brand. It is not as extravagant as ten or two hundred thousand yuan, but it is not cheap. These two pieces are estimated to cost about four or five thousand yuan. For Mu Xueyi, they should have bought all the wages.

Zhou Zhenyue held them and rubbed them for a while.

She immediately took off the original cufflinks on the cuffs of the shirt, picked up the pair of tiger eye stone cufflinks, pinched the cufflink handles and passed them through, carefully aligned and tightened the sleeves, locked the cufflinks, and buttoned them into the seam. middle.

Mu Xueyi sat beside her, leaning on the edge of the sofa and leaning over her body a little, the light from the flashlight of the mobile phone reflected in her eyes, sparkling with a heart-warming tenderness.

"You always wear formal clothes, I just thought, if I give you a pair of cufflinks, you can wear them wherever you go with whatever shirt you're wearing."

Zhou Zhenyue looked at her wrist, and the corner of her lips curled into an uncontrollable smile.

Mu Xueyi: "Does it look good?"

Zhou Zhenyue: "...It's beautiful."

Mu Xueyi: "Of course, the things I choose must be beautiful."

Zhou Zhenyue chuckled: "You are very confident."

"I have always been confident in my vision," Mu Xueyi tilted her head and stared at Zhou Zhenyue's slender eyelashes, "The people I like are so good, how could the gift I choose be bad?"

Zhou Zhenyue couldn't help laughing a little deeper, pulled down the sleeve of her suit, and covered the tiger eye stone cufflinks on the cuff of her shirt, "No matter how slick your tongue is, I won't immediately change the score from 65 to 100."

"Ah..." Mu Xueyi deliberately made a very annoyed look, "Actually you saw the real purpose!"

Zhou Zhenyue raised her eyebrows and said, "Okay, your show is more than the actors on the stage. Let's watch the show, this crew toured the country, it's just like this in Anyang, and I won't have a chance to watch it again. "

Mu Xueyi didn't gag any more, said hello obediently, and looked at the stage intently.

The story is halfway through.

The background of the plot is the ancient Silk Road period. The male and female protagonists are not set up with big identities, they are just an ordinary couple in the village. When they started watching, Amei had already sent Age into the camel caravan. The camel caravan passed through the bustling city, passed the towering snow-capped mountains, and came to the desert filled with wind and sand.

When the elder brother left, the younger sister made a big cake for him to satisfy his hunger on the way. But my elder brother was reluctant to eat it, so he carried it behind his back all the time. When the food in the desert was most in short supply, he didn't move the cake, and held it in his arms every day as his last spiritual support.

Later, while walking through the desert, the camel team was attacked by a pack of wolves. Brother was accidentally surrounded by a pack of wolves in order to protect his teammates. An ordinary person, no matter how brave, can't stand alone against the ferocious wolf pack. In the end, the elder brother died in the mouth of the wolves. When he was dragged by the wolves, he took off the package wrapped in the cake and threw it to his teammates.

The teammates were grateful for Brother's bravery. No one ate the cake, but it was well hidden in the package and preserved.

The camel caravan went through the desert to the Western Regions, dredged trade, helped monks, and opened a great trade route connecting the East and the West.

This is ten years.

Ten years later, they returned to their hometown in a turbulent manner, and handed over the rotten and blackened cake to Amei, who had been guarding the village for ten years. At this time, they had time to tell her that the person she was waiting for had actually died ten years ago.

The actress knelt on the stage holding the cake and couldn't stand up crying, Mu Xueyi looked at her, but the focus was not on the tear-jerking plot, "A cake can really last ten years? Will it not break into slag?"

Zhou Zhenyue: "...Maybe it's a discus."

Mu Xueyi: "It may also be a fossil."

Zhou Zhenyue: "Tea cakes are also possible. The tea leaves can be stored for a long time."

Mu Xueyi: "Impossible, the heroine was white when she first took it out, so it's definitely not a tea cake."

Zhou Zhenyue: "…"

"The audience below are wiping their tears, you are discussing cakes with me," Zhou Zhenyue chuckled, "Thanks I heard that this drama is touching, and I asked Xiao Ai to buy a few packets of paper for you."

Mu Xueyi was still watching the performance on the stage, and smiled lightly: "Actually, I just wanted to cry a little bit, but I'm embarrassed to cry when you're next to me."

Zhou Zhenyue: "So you deliberately told me about the cake when you wanted to cry?"

Mu Xueyi: "...Well."

Zhou Zhenyue stood up on the sofa, took the unopened tissue on the coffee table, opened the seal and put it by Mu Xueyi's hand, saying:

"Then I'll go out first, and I'll come in after you finish crying."

"Don't," Mu Xueyi subconsciously grabbed Zhou Zhenyue's cuff and blurted out, "Don't go."

Her cheeks were slightly red, she paused, and her voice became lower: "I... I just feel a little ashamed."

Zhou Zhenyue stared at her and said softly, "Cry in front of me, don't be ashamed."

Mu Xueyi sniffed, her eyes moistened, "Then don't leave."

Zhou Zhenyue lowered her eyes, her eyelashes cast a shadow on her lower eyelid.

"I do not go."

Mu Xueyi snorted and pulled Zhou Zhenyue's sleeve to sit next to her. Zhou Zhenyue sat down, and she didn't let go, clutching her cuff tightly.

Zhou Zhenyue hesitated for a while, but still pulled out her cuffs from Mu Xueyi's hand, raised her wrists, lowered her head and stroked the tiger eye stone cufflinks, frowning slightly.

"...Be careful, don't break it."

The author has something to say: two arrogant monsters.