C17 Beautiful Enemy 1

It was a weekend.

The sun was very bright and there was a tall palm tree in the yard, which was not a common sight in the city, but the gardeners tended it well, and the palm trees grew well, and the trees were full of shadows, with a touch of tropical charm.

There was a game of chess under the tree, with eight pieces on each side, in order of size: elephant, lion, tiger, leopard, dog, wolf, cat, and mouse.

He led her to a seat.

"Mac, play with me."

She curiously asked, "How do I play this?"

"Can you play chess? The principle was similar. The larger ones are smaller, and the same species can eat each other, whereas the mice can eat elephants. An animal can walk one grid, back and forth. "

The board was arranged in seven columns, with nine rows. The chess pieces were placed in the grid. Each side had three traps and a beast lair. If one party entered the other party's beast cave, they would win. None of them could enter their own beast dens. If the enemy's beast enters the trap, any beast can eat it. If the enemy enters the trap, after one round, the beast won't eat the enemy's beast. When the enemy enters the trap, we will lose. There were two small rivers in the middle. Lions and tigers can jump across the river in a straight line and can eat animals on the other side. Only rats can go in, and rats in the water can block lions and tigers from jumping into the river. The two rats can eat each other in the water.

He explained the rules to her in detail.

Very quickly, the two began to fight.

After seven or eight rounds, West had been completely wiped out.

He was unconvinced, and the two continued to fight.

Unknowingly, the sun had already set.

Qiao Xiaomai poured a pot of Longjing and looked at him leisurely. He was not yet convinced: "Mac, no, we'll try again …"

"You've already lost seven or eight matches. You don't want to play anymore …"

"I'm the one who asked you to …"

"I'm not playing anymore."

"We'll continue tomorrow …"

Qiao Xiaomai could only agree.

The two of them played the game for two whole days of the weekend.

He didn't know how tired he was either.

By the time another evening came, he was tired and lying on the grass in the yard.

It was a plaid carpet with a bird flying overhead. He was fast asleep, and there was no longer a smile on his face. However, the savagery and malevolence from the past had also disappeared.

Qiao Xiaomai couldn't sleep.

She looked at him with wide eyes.

When he slept, there was a strange tenderness and purity in his face, like an innocent child.

It was hard for her to imagine such a man as a real scoundrel.

But he was.

What kind of schemes and tricks was hidden beneath the surface of his tender feelings? What kind of deep hatred could cause him to be so malicious and cause a person to become like this?

As she calmed down, she thought that maybe her life was over.

She tried to get up, but he was already on his back, leaning against her leg, resting his head on hers in a leisurely manner.

"Lord Yi …"

"Shh …"

He reached out and took her in his arms. Her soft body was like a petal. That kind of gentle and delicate touch was like the lake on a spring day, or the ocean on an autumn day. It made people feel at ease to drown in it, even if they never woke up again.

That night was very gloomy, but it was like the autumn of spring.

In the silence, there was a flow of gentleness.

"Lord Yi …"

He put his hand over her mouth to stop her.

It was a good day.

The two of them were hardly enemies, and both of them had forgotten their past grudges. He was warm to her, and she was gentle and docile, preparing meals according to his taste, character, and taste.

Every night, he came back on time.

Every night, the two of them would be very warm.

He was as carefree as a loving couple.

After work, the office door was pushed open.

A smiling man came in.

Xi Men Yu raised his eyebrows: "Weichao, are you free recently?"

"If you don't have time to spare, then I can't come and find you?"

"What can I do for you?"

"You, your temper hasn't changed one bit after so many years. "If this goes on, I might not be able to find a wife …"

He laughed.

Song Weichao stared at him.

Something was not right. No matter how he looked at it, this fellow's face seemed as though it was filled with peach blossoms.

Ferguson's face was filled with pride.

Something was wrong.

Having known him for so many years, she had never seen him in such a good mood.

"West, you haven't forgotten the thing you asked me about last time, right? Why was it that even good fortune couldn't stop them? Have you turned in your luck with the peach blossoms? "

Yi Xiangxi scoffed.

"It can't be? Did I really hit the mark? Even a thousand years old iron tree can blossom? "

Yi Xiangxi became impatient.

"I'm getting off work."

"The beauty has an appointment?"

He wanted to go out, but was stopped by Song Weichao.

"You brat, you've been sneaking around recently, and you haven't been seen for the entire weekend. Did he go out to pick up girls? Tell me, whose girl do you like? Do I know him? "

"I'm not as bored as you are."

"But, you have peach blossoms on your face … I am also a man, and an expert at that as well.

"Ah!

"By default? Was there really a woman? "Hahaha …"

Song Weichao laughed three times, beaming. Did this guy really have a woman?

This guy, when he was studying, he was just like a stuffy calabash. He had a good set of skin, but he couldn't hit a stuffy fart with three sticks. Even though he was like a jade tree in the wind, he didn't really get the favor of girls.

Everyone thought he was a nerd who only knew how to read.

If there were any girls who still held some illusions about him, after graduating from university and working, those girls' fantasies would completely vanish. This fellow's career grew bigger and bigger, but he became more and more boring. There was not a hint of interest in living in this standard family of men.

If it wasn't for his many years of friendship, Song Weichao wouldn't even care about him anymore.

"I thought you were going to spend the rest of your life hugging your money …"

"Ah!

With his sharp eyes, Song Weichao suddenly saw an exquisite box on the table and opened it. Inside was a ring.

As if he had discovered a new continent: "Oh my god... It really was a ring … Hey, hey, hey … "Iron Rooster, who should we give this ring to?"

"Nothing."

"Nothing? Why did you give a woman such a big diamond? Hey, let me see, at least three or five carats... How much is this? "To the west, who is this woman?"

He did not answer.

"You're hiding something?"

"Nothing."

"Hey, you have no sense of loyalty. I don't have any secrets with you, but you're sneaking around with your head in the shadows …"

"I really don't have a girlfriend."

"Then who is this ring for?"

He smiled and said calmly, "Enemy."

Enemy?

Is this guy crazy?

Song Weichao thought he was joking and he also joked: "Is he really an enemy? If there's a beautiful enemy, that's fine too. "

Yi Xiangxi ignored him, took the box and left.

Song Weichao suddenly remembered the topic that he asked himself before. If the enemy was a woman, what should he do?