Chapter 3, Cheng Shicheng Cheng Mu Yang (3)

As I continued to ask questions, I suddenly felt a chill on my forehead

The person now known as Cheng Mu Yang, however, is completely different

He shook it slightly and then put it back.

At most, it can reach a depth of five meters underwater, which is certainly pitch dark

Cheng Cheng's great-grandfather was a renowned banker in Shanghai at that time, and he married a foreign woman. That is why you see his beautiful eyes. When he was a child, his skin was as white as porcelain, and his soft black hair curled gently beneath his ears, resembling a Western doll.

Cheng Mu Yang was sitting among them, wearing sunglasses and a black fisherman's hat, holding a very familiar silver flask in his right hand, sipping the liquor in small gulps. The scorching sun mercilessly shone down on several people, further highlighting his fair skin. When he heard the sound of a car, he took off his sunglasses and looked over here.

Cheng Mu Yang repeated the dialogue from that year word for word

What do you want to say? he asked her

The aroma of greens and cured meat, mingling with the flavor of rice, is very rustic

The entire house has only two elderly women, and apart from the black and white qipaos they wear, there is hardly any difference between them. They share the same appearance; although they have inevitably aged, even the way they style their hair into a bun shows no distinction.

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"Look, look, the little girl looks beautiful when she smiles," said the old lady in black, patting her hand. "You look good even when you’re not smiling, but it’s a pity that the corners of your eyes are raised, which can be a bit frightening. This way is better, curved, like a—"

Nanbei slightly frowned, but soon relaxed again

It is not a question, but rather a casual remark.

The Chinese rag doll, isn't it? North and South learned from their words and made a joke

This private property is situated by the lake, and once the car is driven out, it continues along the lakeside, offering a scenic journey filled with charm. The final stop, however, is rather deserted, with only a speedboat and a few people sitting on it, laughing and chatting.

The south of southeast and the north of northwest. The surname is quite unique, and the given name is also very distinctive; one will remember it after hearing it just once

She could not help but laugh

Being too close, she looked into his eyes, unsure of how to react. After a moment of silence, she finally forced a smile and said, "Don't you think that the me you have known and the you in my memory are both completely false?"

At first, she found the name quite suggestive of makeup, but later, under the shower, she finally realized—Cheng Cheng, isn't that the same Feng Chengcheng? The memorable young lady from "Shanghai Bund"? She recalled that during her school days, she had someone bring over the Mandarin version of the TV series, featuring a popular young actor with red lips and white teeth, playing the role of a gangster leader

"Not quite, but I haven't really listened to anything seriously." He responded to her in Chinese while the call was still connected, not knowing who was on the other end. Regardless of who it was, he had already calmly shared a couple of sentences before ending the call: "Aren't you asleep yet?"

After listening for a while, she suddenly said in Chinese, "Could it be that you could understand everything Katjusha said on the phone before?"

After taking a few steps, Cheng Mu Yang grabbed me by the forearm. I turned back and he said, "Bei Bei, my memory has always been good, here," he raised his right hand in the morning light and tapped his temple with two fingers, "I have always remembered you"

After studying for a while, Nanbei glanced at the calm and undisturbed surface of the lake, somewhat surprised, "Are you going to dive here?"

At this distance, one can clearly smell the mint fragrance on him

Are you going to stay in the same suite with me for the next few days

Western doll

After she finished her shower and came out with a book, it was just dawn, and the distant sky was tinged with a faint rosy hue. Cheng Mu Yang was sitting in the living room of the suite making a phone call. She looked at him in surprise; when she entered earlier, she had noticed that there were two bedrooms here and had assumed that one of them must be vacant. Could it be that he lived here?

She was once again at a loss for words

The corners of his mouth moved, as if smiling: "North and South?"

After such a long duration, her legs were somewhat swollen by the time she got out of the car

Everyone is smiling while looking at the North and South

Seeing the dawn break in the north and south, I no longer felt like sleeping. So, I simply walked over and sat down on the single sofa beside him

North and South? He smiled, as clear as water

Only he remained sitting there, leaning against the metal railing, continuing to watch her: "I remember you said that you could dive"

This remark truly indicates that she is regarded as one of the family

North and South have been pondering these two sentences in their minds, and it seems that they do not constitute close kin marriage

The north and south drew closer, and everyone suddenly stood up

He saw her come out and gestured for her not to worry about him, advising her to go back to her room to rest

He smiled and said, "If I told you that there would always be a third person in this room, would you feel that living with me is not so difficult after all?"

The Southern family, rumored by outsiders to be capable of consuming human flesh along the China-Vietnam border, and the Cheng family, who contend with the Russian mafia along the China-Russia border, have surprisingly become exquisite dolls displayed in a showcase in the eyes of the two elderly individuals

Due to its overly dreamlike quality, she regarded this film merely as a Japanese idol drama.

Those who can dive know that the popularity of certain islands is due to the excellent refraction of light in the seawater, making both corals and fish clearly visible, along with the transparent marine organisms floating in the water. However, aside from archaeologists, who would dive to the bottom of a lake? She gazed at the distant surface of the lake, where visibility was very poor.

After he finished speaking, he stood up and began to put on his diving suit and professional equipment

I have been living in this room for a long time and have grown accustomed to it

She said a word of apology

She is also my cousin.

"Well then," she said softly, standing up and walking past him, "your memory is quite impressive"

Looking back now, he truly was adept at disguise

She was happily chatting with two elderly people when the boy, who was inseparable from Cheng Mu Yang, walked into the courtyard and made a gesture. The elderly lady in the white cheongsam smiled and stood up: "Cheng Cheng has sent someone to pick you up"

At that time, Cheng Mu also liked to wear soft and comfortable white clothes with black pants. He always spoke in a leisurely manner; sometimes he seemed absent-minded, while at other times he was incredibly serious. He was a boy who walked around the university campus, and even fell asleep in the library, prompting some girls to secretly take photos of him with their phones.

What left the deepest impression was that the gang leader always liked to hold a cigarette, which helped to shape his character. This inevitably reminded her of her brother Nan Huai and Cheng Mu Yang, who both seemed not to be fond of tobacco.

On that day, due to the heavy rain in Taizhou, the car did not travel very fast during the first half of the journey. It was only after three to four hours that the speed began to gradually increase. By the time they truly arrived at Qiandao Lake, it was already close to five o'clock, which was a full two hours later than he had estimated

Hmm?

It appears to be a stir-fry of greens and cured meat, and it smells quite strange. She held the chopsticks, pondering what it might taste like, but hesitated to eat. The elderly lady in the black cheongsam smiled and said, "Child, hurry and eat, it's very delicious. Cheng Cheng loved it when he was little; it's called 'cai fan' (vegetable rice)." She nodded, took a bite, and found it quite tasty.

At that time, the roommate was certain that the two individuals did not understand Russian and never hesitated to express it

The two elderly individuals nodded simultaneously: "Speaking of which, it really is quite similar."

According to Cheng Mu Yang's arrangement, she and he would stay here for two to three days, and after the matters concerning the Shen family were concluded, they would set out to sea together. When she woke up, it was already past two in the afternoon. She walked downstairs and saw two elderly ladies sitting in the courtyard, chatting quietly. She politely nodded to greet them through the glass, and one of the elderly ladies opened the glass door and brought her into the courtyard. When she woke up, it was already past two in the afternoon. She walked downstairs and saw two elderly ladies sitting in the courtyard, chatting quietly. She politely nodded to greet them through the glass, and one of the elderly ladies opened the glass door and brought her into the courtyard

Because of the slow speech, it highlights the cold softness of the tone

After Cheng Mu Yang finished speaking, a hand suddenly reached out from the rattan rocking chair on the terrace

The boy is curled up sleeping in the chair; if Cheng Mu Yang hadn't mentioned it, she really wouldn't have noticed.

It is not something good; in the old days, it was mostly eaten by country folks. However, Cheng Cheng is quite peculiar; he particularly loves these most ordinary dishes. Whatever he likes, he always wants you to try. The aunt in the white qipao spoke in a softer voice, and her Mandarin was not very good. "This time, the schedule is tight; next time I will teach you how to make it. In the future, when Cheng Cheng goes to places like Russia, he will be able to eat it anytime."

The place they arrived at was a private residence, where only she, Cheng Mu Yang, their driver, and the boy who always sat in the front passenger seat entered the courtyard.

Two elderly ladies, smiling as they watched her eat, spoke to her about the past in Mandarin mixed with local dialect.

He is speaking on the phone in Russian. She once heard a Russian girl she lived with speaking Russian, but did not find it particularly pleasant.

She just mentioned that she could dive, and it would be inappropriate to directly refuse Cheng Mu Yang's kindness. Thus, she walked over and, with his assistance, put on the diving suit, all the while asking: "How deep is the water? Is this a pressure-resistant diving suit? Does it provide insulation?"

Cheng Mu Yang indeed speaks very well, his tongue sounds clear and crisp, occasionally pausing unintentionally, and after a long while, he would continue to say a few more sentences.

Then shall I change to another room

Additionally, another bowl of rice was brought over

They do not refer to Cheng Mu Yang as "Little Boss" like those two individuals, but instead use the local dialect to call him "Cheng Cheng"

Nanbei stood up, and the boy made a gesture. The old lady immediately understood and instructed Nanbei to change into light short-sleeved clothes and shorts in the room. Following her advice, Nanbei went to the room to change and came out. The boy stood by the roadside and opened the car door for her. She wanted to ask him something, but the boy simply bared his teeth in a smile, shook his head, pointed to his mouth, and shook his head again.

He stood up: "In Belgium, we once slept in a car. Just now on the road, you also fell asleep beside me. Thinking this way, don't you feel that sleeping in a suite is also quite acceptable?"

Just as the door to the north and south was closed, the big boy sleeping on the terrace quietly poked his head out, glanced at Cheng Mu Yang, and was filled with delight

North and South want to explain, but then again, they think, after all, there is no opportunity to meet, so let the misunderstanding be a misunderstanding

Do not be deceived by the blazing sun overhead; it may be bone-chillingly cold down there

She understood his meaning

Fortunately, he only said that, and in the end, he still let go of her and allowed her to go to sleep

Nanbei could not help but laugh

I will take you to see some beautiful scenery, he did not deny, it might be something you have never seen before

She understands the alcohol content in this bottle so well that she doesn't even bother to smell it: "Forget it"

She finally believed what Katyusha said, that compared to Spanish, Russian is more suitable for handsome men. It can be lazy, it can be simple, but it will never erase the masculine charm and elegance that should be present.

Cheng Mu Yang lightly tapped her forehead with a small bottle: "Questioning baby, how come I never noticed you were so eager to learn and ask questions before?" After saying this, he twisted off the cap and brought the mouth of the bottle to her lips: "You can have a sip of wine to bolster your courage."