Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Five years ago, Zhu Xia and He Lianzhou's breakup was not smooth and they struggled for more than a month.

Her studies in London were almost finished, so she returned to Beijing.

The clouds rolled in, the sky seemed to be brewing snow, a cold wave hit, and the capital city welcomed its first snow.

Snowflakes fell, gently covering the entire city, and the thousand-year-old capital was transformed into a world of ice and snow.

Zhu Xia stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and called He Lianzhou, across the long Internet cable and the cold screen.

She said calmly: "He Lianzhou, let's break up."

On a snowy winter night, Zhu Xia broke up with He Lianzhou and fell into a deep sleep.

When she woke up the next afternoon, she received a message from He Lianzhou.

He said he had arrived in the capital.

Zhu Xia knew that there were four more words following: "He wants to see her".

At nightfall, she wrapped herself in an apricot coat, casually tied a scarf around her neck, and went out with her cell phone.

Snowflakes covered the sky and the earth, and Zhu Xiafu felt the cold snow blowing on his face as soon as he went out.

There was a thin layer of snow on the ground, which was very sticky. Every time I took a step, a layer of snow stuck to the soles of my shoes, and when I stepped down, it stuck again.

Snowflakes fall on my long eyelashes, blurring my vision. I wish summer would stop and wipe them away.

The wind and snow above her head were suddenly blocked. She couldn't help but look up and met He Lianzhou's deep black eyes.

The world seemed quiet.

The snow was vast, the hailstones were broken into pieces, and there were a few scattered snowflakes in between.

After staring at each other for a while, Zhu Xia said nothing.

He Lianzhou held the umbrella with one hand and adjusted her scarf with the other to prevent her from catching a cold.

After tidying up, he reached out and held her hand, sliding his fingers between hers and interlocking theirs.

He Lianzhou held Zhu Xia's hand and put it into his pocket.

The two of them walked step by step in the wind and snow, with the umbrella tilted towards her.

She said nothing, and he just thought she was talking nonsense.

After all, they are so good, there is no reason for them to break up.

Within the Second Ring Road, a top-floor suite in a luxury hotel.

He Lianzhou helped Zhu Xia take off her scarf, and his warm palms touched her slightly cold cheeks from time to time.

The man waved his long, beautiful fingers in front of his eyes, and Zhu Xia slowly blinked her eyelashes.

After a while, she raised her head and looked at him, her dark pupils reflecting his appearance clearly.

“I wasn’t kidding about that phone call.”

"He Lianzhou, let's stop here."

Her voice was as gentle as ever, but her words were like sharp knives, piercing his heart with every word.

The result is self-evident, He Lianzhou did not let go.

All night long, he didn't give her a chance to speak again, except to call his name.

I fell asleep in the bathroom due to exhaustion and was woken up in the bedroom.

The snow outside keeps falling, tearing and lingering.

Finally, she was so exhausted that she curled up in his arms and fell asleep unconscious.

Half a month later, London.

Shang Xun organized a party in the bar, and Liang Yiying also came.

Zhu Xia learned about Liang Yiying's identity from You Feng.

The illegitimate daughter of the Liang family in Macau, Liang's father intends to have her marry into the He family in order to win over the powerful.

At that time, Liang Yiying was not yet a beautiful lady in the world. She was gentle and quiet, a simple little white flower.

Zhu Xia sat on a high stool bored. You Feng rarely saw her with a sad face, so he found it strange.

"Why do you suddenly want to break up?" He spoke lazily, biting an unlit cigarette at the corner of his lips.

Zhu Xia gave two words: "Indifferent."

You Feng squinted at her, "Didn't you know this long ago?"

Zhu Xia sighed: "Yes."

You Feng didn't understand what she meant and wanted to ask, but saw Zhu Xia suddenly stand up and leave.

He glanced around and saw He Lianzhou.

In the bathroom, Zhu Xia lowered her eyelashes and washed her hands meticulously, and someone approached her quietly.

The other party's question rang in my ears: "What is your relationship with Master He?"

Zhu Xia glanced over and saw Liang Yiying. She had a high ponytail and a moonlight white dress, and she looked out of place among the young masters and princesses.

This is just appearance.

No one who can stay in the upper circle for a long time is simple.

Zhu Xia: “It’s okay.”

Liang Yiying crossed her arms and looked disdainfully at the girl who Shang Xun mentioned as a loner.

"It's okay for him to kiss you?"

"so what."

Liang Yiying was stunned for a moment, then reacted after a moment, and copied the arrogant lines from the TV series, and said arrogantly: "Stay away from Master He, understand?"

Zhu Xia looked at her again and suddenly remembered that You Feng said Liang Yiying might be He Lianzhou's fiancée.

She knew it.

This is to help my future fiancé clear away the peach blossoms.

Zhu Xia calmly asked back: "Why don't you take good care of him?"

Zhu Xia did not play by the rules, and Liang Yiying had no place to use the vicious words she had prepared in advance.

Her throat choked and she stared in silence at Zhu Xia who was slowly washing his hands, her thoughts racing.

On the eve of New Year's Day, Shang Xun held a party at Aberconway House near Hyde Park, and everyone was looking forward to the New Year with great enthusiasm.

A second before the lights went out, Liang Yiying saw He Lianzhou impatiently grabbing Zhu Xia's neck, leaning over and kissing her lips intimately.

As soon as the kiss landed, the girl leaned back and dodged.

He put his long arms around her waist, held her in his arms, and bit her lips hard.

The girl no longer resisted, a faint smile appeared on her brows, and she hooked her arms around his neck.

The villa fell into ink-like darkness, and everyone was counting down excitedly.

As the old year ended and the new year began, they were kissing.

No one knows about it, yet it is open and passionate.

The darkness disappeared, the light rose, and everyone cheered and welcomed the new year. No one cared about the two people who disappeared out of thin air.

Even Shang Xun and Jiang Anyu didn't know the relationship between Zhu Xia and He Lianzhou.

Liang Yiying thought, as long as the man didn't hate the girl, kissing was nothing, and even going to bed was fine.

He Lianzhou was just feeling lonely for a moment and was looking for someone to entertain himself.

Liang Yiying tried to take back control and said, "I know your relationship."

"Really?" Zhu Xia didn't care. "Then tell me, what is our relationship?"

"We are strangers in front of people, but lovers behind them."

Zhu Xia curled up the corners of her lips into a smile, she neither denied nor admitted it.

Seeing Zhu Xia didn't say anything, Liang Yiying thought she had frightened her and took advantage of the situation to attack:

"You are secret lovers, but it's just a short-lived affair that won't last long."

Zhu Xia didn't say anything.

Liang Yiying: "Master He is different from others. You will suffer if you follow him. With your conditions, you can have as many men as you want..."

Zhu Xia interrupted her: "Are you chasing him?"

The topic changed a bit too quickly, Liang Yiying was stunned, "What?"

Zhu Xia turned around and looked at her: "If you want to take him down, I can help you."

Liang Yiying was surprised.

Zhu Xia stopped as he passed by her and added in a voice that only they could hear: "One hundred million yuan for me to help you."

"Why do you want to help me?"

"Love is enough to satisfy your hunger. You get love and I get money. Why not achieve a win-win situation?"

Turn the corner and walk out of the bathroom.

Zhu Xia looked up and suddenly saw He Lianzhou.

The man was standing against the light, wearing a white shirt and black trousers that were well-cut. The dim light made his silhouette look too deep, making it difficult to discern his emotions.

Zhu Xia heard him speak coldly: "How are you going to help her take me down?"

The tone was calm, but it couldn't conceal the gloomy and sharp aura.