Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Zhu Xia stared at the caller ID for a while, and swiped to answer the call a few seconds before it automatically hung up.

She leaned against the white wall, put her feet together, lowered her eyelids, and put the phone to her ear. She opened her mouth and whispered something.

"You scared me."

The man on the other end couldn't help but laugh: "Are you doing something bad?"

"Yeah. I'm thinking about you." Zhu Xia said.

He fell silent.

She also remained silent.

Without seeing someone, it was futile to miss him no matter how much he missed her. But unlike before, she spoke out now.

If she didn't tell him, she was the one who suffered;

Tell him that he is the one who is suffering.

Whether in the past or now, they seem to be always separating, non-stop and non-stop.

After a while, He Lianzhou asked in a low voice: "Where is it?"

He probably heard rumors that something happened to the Song family.

"In the hospital. Song Chengyu fainted." Zhu Xia answered truthfully.

Grandpa's blood rushed up and Song Chengyu fainted. It was a very unexpected result.

Without waiting for He Lianzhou to respond, Zhu Xia said, "I'm fine. Nothing's wrong with me. You don't have to come over."

She changed the subject and continued, "But you have to do me a favor. Zhou Mo's father is in prison, and I want to see him, the sooner the better."

Power quietly extends its tentacles into the web of personal connections, and it is impossible for people to remain completely unaffected.

In the past, they did not want other interests to corrupt their relationship, so they kept it clear;

Now he was hers, and she could use him with confidence.

Besides, the city is full of Song family lackeys, and her every move is under the eyes of her grandfather and Song Chengyu.

He Lianzhou is not from here, so it is most appropriate to do certain things in his name.

Zhu Xia didn't trust Pei Jue in her heart.

Huo Xijin and Pei Jue are both Song Chengyu's people.

Pei Jue can betray Song Chengyu for the sake of interests today, and he can also betray her for the sake of interests tomorrow.

After talking on the phone for a long time with He Lianzhou, Zhu Xia looked as energetic as if he had had a full meal.

She turned back and talked to Song Chengyu's doctors about his condition and checked all the examination reports.

"The heart transplant operation was performed successfully without any complications. The new heart has been in the patient's body for at least ten years, and according to the report, there was no rejection reaction," said the chief physician, pointing to the report.

"Maybe he was knocked unconscious because of the injuries on his body?" a short and thin doctor boldly guessed.

The affairs of the Beijing family were not something they could discuss. The chief physician gave them a stern warning and then asked Zhu Xia in a friendly manner, "Miss Zhu, is there anything else you would like to know?"

Zhu Xia tapped the CT report with her slender fingers, raised her eyelids at the sound, looked at the chief physician and said, "No more, thank you."

The report shows that Song Chengyu's various body function indicators are within the normal range and his body is undoubtedly healthy.

Were you knocked unconscious?

impossible.

After Song Chengyu recovered from his illness, he never stopped doing exciting entertainment and violent exercise, such as racing, self-defense, and boxing. It was impossible for him to be knocked unconscious by his grandfather with two sticks.

Zhu Xia didn't investigate further. She explained Song Chengyu's condition to Grandpa and the others, and comforted them by saying that he would be discharged soon. After the communication, the doctor said that Song Chengyu had woken up. Not too many people were allowed into the ward, and Zhu Xia stood at the door and watched the Song family surround Song Chengyu.

Although Wen Qianhui and Song Chengyu often disagree, they are mother and son after all. When something happens to Song Chengyu, Wen Qianhui is the one who worries the most.

The world of fame and fortune is not entirely driven by profit. Businessmen and politicians also have moments of tenderness.

*

It gets dark early in winter. Just after 17:, night begins to fall. As time goes by, the sky gradually darkens, as if it were painted with ink.

Zhu Xia didn't send a message to He Lianzhou in advance. She took a taxi to Bomao Royal Mansion. Under the dark blue night, there was a lot of traffic. She sat in the taxi and asked someone to book a Michelin restaurant.

The music in the car played all the way, and when Zhu Xia heard a certain line of the lyrics, her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

"The heart is yours and it won't go away."

When they arrived at the destination, the doorman and the housekeeper both recognized her and let her in directly.

There was no sign of the man in the living room. Zhu Xia stood by the stove in the closet and asked the housekeeper where Mr. He had gone.

The housekeeper smiled and said, "Swimming in the pool."

Zhu Xia declined the other party's kindness, asked for directions, and walked slowly. The villa was brightly lit, and the light fell on her, making her shadow longer and shorter. The only thing that remained unchanged was her relaxed and happy pace.

The swimming pool was very large, Zhu Xia walked in, walked around, and headed towards the swimming pool. The swimming pool occupied most of the area, the water was clean and fresh, blue in tone, reflecting the blue waves.

Zhu Xia saw the man's nimble and agile figure. He was swimming from one end to the other, getting farther and farther away from her.

Zhu Xia Anan looked at He Lianzhou quietly. She squatted down, reached her hand into the water and felt it. The temperature was okay, not too cold.

Zhu Xia looked up again and saw He Lianzhou had just reached the finish line. She called out to him, "He Lianzhou!"

The girl's clear voice and bold call echoed in the swimming pool, and echoed in He Lianzhou's ears with waves.

He looked back at her. Zhu Xia took off her coat and slowly went into the water holding the ladder.

He Lianzhou frowned and said to her, "Stand there and don't move."

The distance was quite far, so he raised his voice and it sounded like he was shouting, but there was a hint of slowness in his words.

Zhu Xia rarely heard him speak so loudly. After thinking about it twice, she decided to listen to him.

She didn't move, just standing there like a puppet.

The man seemed to be swimming towards her even faster than before... Zhu Xia stared at the approaching figure without blinking, and her heartstrings seemed to be hooked by something.

It took He Lianzhou a very short time to swim to her, the shortest time ever, and the reason for breaking the limit was simple - because the finish line was her.

Zhu Xia felt that he was right in front of her in the blink of an eye, with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

He Lianzhou stood opposite her. Zhu Xia saw water drops sliding down his feathery eyelashes, his tall and perfect nose bridge, and his cold white skin covered with a thin layer of water... Before Zhu Xia had time to appreciate his facial features one by one, the man moved closer to her and stared at her. His thick eyelashes brushed across her cheeks, bringing a very slight, wet itch.

Zhu Xia lowered her eyes slightly and fell on He Lianzhou's beautiful thin lips which were now glowing with water.

Without any hesitation, she almost instinctively stretched out her index finger and brushed it lightly across his thin lips. It was cool but soft.

He Lianzhou stared at her with deep, unfathomable eyes.

Her words "I'm thinking about you" during the day still lingered in my ears for a long time.

Has she ever said something like this to him before?

No.

Not once.

"You swim so fast." Zhu Xia raised her eyelids, looked at him and exclaimed.

He Lianzhou looked at her in the water for a few seconds, then stretched out his hands, held her waist and easily lifted her ashore.

"Why did you come here by yourself?" He looked at her intently and asked in a low voice.