Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

It was late at night and the rain was relentless, getting heavier and heavier, splashing dense water on the car's surface and the wipers moving left and right.

Zhu Xia stared at the rearview mirror without blinking. He could vaguely see a few familiar private cars in the rain that looked like a bead curtain.

They are all He Lianzhou's bodyguards and followers.

To be honest, she should be the person that makes them most wary.

Every time He Lianzhou got injured, it was related to her.

The air conditioning in the closed compartment was just right, and apart from the sound of the light rain, the only sound was a man singing in a relaxing tone.

Zhu Xia looked at the car calmly - it was clean, without any unnecessary decorations, and the air was filled with the fragrance of noble ebony and agarwood.

Her eyes moved around and finally fell on He Lianzhou's face as he looked straight ahead.

In the alternation of light and shadow, the man's well-defined face is deep and handsome. In the dim environment and against the backdrop of pleasant music, his cold and hard jaw reveals a bit of warmth that is rarely seen in normal times.

He Lianzhou was calm and composed, full of a sense of security.

There is no doubt that he has a cooling effect in this impetuous world and always makes people feel at ease.

Zhu Xia once believed that when he was old and his hair was gray, he would be a handsome old man.

Halfway through the journey home, the melodious singing in the carriage was interrupted by the notification tone of the car phone.

He Lianzhou tilted his head to look at Zhu Xia, who hesitated for three seconds before remembering that the car's Bluetooth was connected to her phone.

Zhu Xia looked down and saw the caller ID was 'Li Baize'.

She didn't answer and hung up.

Seeing this, He Lianzhou glanced at her coldly.

After one song ends, it automatically switches to the next one, which is still a Cantonese song, "Nirvana" sung by a man and a woman.

"Please don't touch me as you did before,

And I asked how he could still hurt me,

Don't let me fail miserably.

Lose more..."

Zhu Xia was looking straight ahead, and when she heard a line of lyrics, she unconsciously scratched the side of her phone with her index finger, losing her focus.

The drawer of memory is opened.

Then, I thought back to my days in London.

The weather in the UK is always terrible. A clear sky in London can suddenly bring rain, soaking you.

The same is true in the cold winter.

The blizzard rolled in, toppling trees, blowing off roofs and paralyzing traffic.

Due to the blizzard and freezing rain, traffic in many places was severely disrupted due to snow accumulation. Due to large-scale destructive snowfall and strong winds, there were no customers in the bars, and the place was deserted.

Zhu Xia attends classes at school during the day and goes to the bar when he has free time.

You Feng initially mocked her for learning from Premier Zhou Enlai and studying in a busy city, but later he urged her to attend various social parties like an old father.

She ignored them all.

Zhu Xia can integrate well into various groups at school, and both the poor students and the top students have a good relationship with her.

But this is just the surface, her heart has always been outside the group.

After leaving school, she mostly kept to herself.

There was a computer on the desk. Zhu Xia was wearing white wired headphones. Her five fingers tapped on the keyboard nimbly. The mobile phone on her left hand kept popping up messages.

As she was concentrating, a big hand suddenly closed her computer.

Zhu Xia took off his headphones and looked at the culprit with unfriendly eyes.

You Feng raised his chin and motioned her to look at the door.

She looked over and saw He Lianzhou with a black coat draped over his arms.

He walked calmly, as if no matter how strong the cold wind was, it could not affect him at all.

The waiter came up to serve him and he ordered a cup of Wasabi crisps.

He Lianzhou sat down for a while and someone brought him some wine.

After Zhu Xia served the wine, he did not leave but sat next to him.

The man was wearing a neatly ironed dark-brown shirt with his cuffs casually folded, revealing half of a dark-blue custom-made cufflink. The cufflinks were finely crafted and sparkled with a faint blue light under the dim light.

Zhu Xia retracted his gaze, sat upright and looked straight ahead.

You Feng leaned lazily against the bar, looking at her from afar through the hazy light.

Like watching a play.

The gentle and soft female singing voice kept lingering in their ears.

Zhu Xia spoke at this moment, a very familiar sentence.

She asked, "Have you ever had a girlfriend before?"

He Lianzhou's fingertips paused almost imperceptibly when he heard this. Then he picked up the wine glass with his long fingers with distinct knuckles and sipped slowly.

"A doctor's heart is like a parent's." His cold voice showed no emotion, "But I didn't say a doctor's mouth is like a parent's."

The tone was steady and the words were full of laughter.

Zhu Xia noticed it, but didn't care at all, and then said, "I have mysophobia."

Emotional cleanliness.

She originally wanted to ask him if he had ever had intimate contact with anyone, but that was too abrupt and direct.

Zhu Xia thinks that he is still a reserved person at heart.

He Lianzhou cast his gloomy gaze on the girl's peaceful face, as if silently asking, "What does your mysophobia have to do with me?"

Of course it does.

If he had had sex with someone, she wouldn't waste her time continuing to associate with him.

Zhu Xia said nothing, nor did she turn her head to look at him. Her eyes were fixed on the bar without blinking.

You Feng looked at her who was a little hesitant, and shook the ice in the wine glass meaningfully.

Zhu Xia: “…” Looking for trouble.

He Lianzhou's long legs accidentally touched the swivel chair she was sitting on, with just enough force to make her move closer to him.

The ends of her hair floated slightly as she turned her body, and then fell softly to her shoulders.

The light was dim, the shadows were changing, and the distance suddenly shortened.

In the huge and deserted bar, the long and lingering winter night froze at a certain moment, and Zhu Xia met He Lianzhou's eyes at that moment.

Her heart seemed to skip a beat. She was a little confused, and after blinking, the confusion in her bright eyes disappeared.

"You knew I was studying medicine?"

"It's obvious." He Lianzhou said.

She pondered for a while, then asked hesitantly, "Have you found the exact location of the carotid artery?"

He nodded slightly and said indifferently: "Add your hands."

"hand?"

Zhu Xia raised his hands and looked 360 degrees several times.

Studying medicine is actually hard work.

Her nails were neatly trimmed, her fingers were slender, and her finger bones were strong rather than soft and boneless and would break at the slightest touch.

While she was immersed in studying her fingers, He Lianzhou ordered another glass of wine.

The waiter brought the mocktail, and he took it with his long, clean, bony fingers and placed it in front of her.

Zhu Xia's attention was immediately drawn to his slender, beautiful hands with distinct features, especially the clearly visible blue veins on the back of his hands, winding like mountain ridges. As the light and shadow changed, the cold feeling of abstinence and the desire of sexual tension kept switching.

She admired him with her eyes, but did not stop her from speaking: "Why did you buy me a drink?"

He Lianzhou's eyes fell on her eyes filled with broken stars, and he slowly opened his lips before leaving: "You got me."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man's tall figure disappeared in the colorful neon lights, like an elusive wind in the snow.

You got me.

You didn't get me, you won me.

But what did she win?

Zhu Xia stared at the colorful cocktails, puzzled.

Later, she understood what he meant by winning the bet.

——Before her, he had never had a girlfriend.