Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Zhu Xia glanced casually and suddenly saw a familiar face.

Wen Shujia turned sideways and looked at Zhu Xia. Naturally, she also saw He Lianzhou beside her and was slightly startled. She walked over and kept looking at Zhu Xia.

Zhu Xia let go of He Lianzhou's hand and took a step forward to hug Wen Shujia.

"Sister Shujia."

Wen Shujia hugged her back and asked in her ear: "PayPal?"

Zhu Xia was stunned for a moment, then nodded. She introduced them, "He Lianzhou, Sister Shujia."

Wen Shujia said generously with a gentle smile: "So it's Mr. He from the Hong Kong District. No wonder he looked familiar to me just now."

"Miss Wen." He Lianzhou nodded politely to Wen Shujia.

"The seniors from the Qi and Wen families are still waiting for me in the box, so I won't keep you any longer." Wen Shujia said, holding Zhu Xia's hand, lowering his head and saying, "You are not allowed to sleep tonight if you don't give me any news."

Zhu Xia smiled and nodded.

Wen Shujia continued to walk forward and soon disappeared in the interconnected corridors.

Zhu Xia still had a smile on her face. She looked at He Lianzhou, who raised his eyebrows slightly.

The two looked at each other and smiled, everything was said without words.

The night was dark, the clouds in the sky were gloomy, and the dense snowflakes were floating down, adding a touch of white to the bamboo forest courtyard.

In winter, there is dense snow, which sounds like breaking jade.

In the private room, the dishes had already been ordered. Not long after Zhu Xia and He Lianzhou sat down, the waiters came in and served the dishes. Centennial sauce-flavored goose liver, peach blossom and flowing water mandarin fish, Kuishou family-style roasted sea cucumber, lemon and vanilla steak, palm heart chicken head rice and tender beans, spring tea caramel ruby... Zhu Xia moved her ears, retracted her gaze, and looked at the man opposite.

He Lianzhou looked at Zhu Xia calmly, as if he was used to it.

The way she looks at people is not concealed at all. She admires you openly and tells you clearly that she admires you. That look is neither obsessive nor abrupt... Not only does it not disgust people, it also makes people feel good about you.

The phone on the table lit up and a message popped up. Zhu Xia opened it and saw that it was indeed Wen Shujia.

Wen Shujia: "How far have we come?"

Zhu Xia knew that she was asking about herself and He Lianzhou, but her answer was: "The food has just been served."

Wen Shujia: "Knock on your head.jpg"

Zhu Xia: "My head fell off.jpg"

She put down her phone and prepared to concentrate on her meal.

Zhu Xia picked up a piece of peach blossom flowing water mandarin fish fat for He Lianzhou, "It is said that the soup on it started to simmer at 7 o'clock." Since she was eating with him, there was no need to use serving chopsticks, and she just used her own chopsticks.

"Can I endure longer than you?" He Lianzhou glanced at the food on the plate, then raised his eyelids to look at her, his tone nonchalant.

"No, that's not the case." Zhu Xia said.

Palm Heart, Chicken Head, Rice and Tender Beans is a dish that is relatively refreshing. Zhu Xia tasted it and felt good. As she lowered her head to eat, she heard the man's low and magnetic voice asking, "PayPal?"

Zhu Xia looked up at him, her bright eyes like black jade looking thoughtful for a while before she realized that he was quoting what Wen Shujia had just said.

"It's me?" He Lianzhou also looked at her intently.

Zhu Xia couldn't help but laugh, her eyebrows curved, and she shook her head: "It's just a payment method."

He Lianzhou didn't say whether he believed it or not. He took her steak and cut it for her slowly and leisurely.

Zhu Xia opened the phone again, touched it with his fingertips and saw PayPal on the screen.

Paypal is a payment method. More than 200 countries and regions around the world support Paypal, which not only allows you to shop around the world, but also allows you to pay in the currency you want.

And her PayPal account was linked to his card.

When I had dinner with Wen Shujia before, I used this to pay for the meal. Wen Shujia knew about it after a while, but she didn't make it clear. The two sisters kept it a secret and neither of them said anything until today when they met and found out.

After the breakup, although she stopped using his card, she didn't unlink it either, because she thought he didn't know about it anyway.

Metropolises are usually a fusion of the new and the old, with old memories of red walls, yellow tiles, old streets and alleys, as well as new cities with skyscrapers and prosperous and dazzling developments.

Guozijian Street is the only archway street in the capital. It is adjacent to the Confucius Temple and its red walls and yellow tiles are extremely beautiful under the daylight.

After dinner, Zhu Xia and He Lianzhou took a stroll on Guozijian Street. Snow was everywhere. Across the alley was the Lama Temple. Looking across the street, they could see the attic on the roof of the palace.

There were still many old men strolling leisurely on the road at this time. He Lianzhou held Zhu Xia's hand with one hand, put their clasped hands in his pocket, and adjusted her scarf with the other hand.

The man's hand was a little cold, and when it touched Zhu Xia's chin, it felt itchy and cold. She dodged and whispered, "It's outside."

He Lianzhou raised his chin slightly and motioned her to look forward.

Zhu Xia looked up and saw a couple hugging each other and French kissing beside the red pillars of the Imperial College gate.

She didn't think there was anything wrong with other people's behavior.

But when it came to himself, Zhu Xia felt it was quite weird.

She is a doctor, and she occasionally asks patients about their sex lives when seeing them, but she never blushes. She also talks to Yueyue about their physical needs without blushing or getting nervous.

But He Lianzhou is different.

Since she met him, she has always classified him as a man of the opposite sex, an adult man. He is different from friends like You Feng and Li Baize; he is different from Song Chengyu's childhood sweetheart who is a relative.

Zhu Xia's eyes turned and she suddenly saw a vendor selling candied haws. She pulled He Lianzhou over and bought two strings of candied haws, thinking she was very experienced.

He Lianzhou said he didn't want to eat it, so she let him take it first. He didn't want to eat it now, but what if he wanted to eat it later? He ate her ice cream last time.

"How long are you going to stay?" Zhu Xia asked while biting a sour and sweet candied haws.

He Lianzhou was busy with official duties and had many things to deal with. She would not keep him until the matter was completely resolved.

"How long do you want me to stay?" He Lianzhou asked as he leisurely held her hand in his palm and played with it.

Zhu Xia thought seriously for a while, looked up at him, and said softly: "I'm not such an unreasonable person... You are too tired."

He Lianzhou lowered his eyelashes and stared at her, saying, "It's me who wants to see you."

He volunteered, so she just had to accept it.

Scattered snowflakes floated down and landed on Zhu Xia's long, curled eyelashes. She blinked, and the snowflakes melted away, leaving a slightly cool and wet feeling, with mist filling her pupils.

The beautiful eyes with rippling water light stared at He Lianzhou without blinking.

The sky is cold, but the heart is bright.

Zhu Xia stood on tiptoe and offered her candied haws to him for him to taste.

The man put his long arms around her waist and pulled back. Zhu Xia leaned forward and opened her mouth to make a "hmm" sound. He took the opportunity to entwine the tip of his tongue with hers.

Zhu Xia could smell He Lianzhou's scent between her lips and teeth. Her senses were invaded, as if they did not belong to her and she felt empty as if she was stepped on.

You can still faintly smell the aroma of candied haws.

A mixture of sweet and sour.

Just like her mood at the moment.