Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

The dark grey luxury car picked her up and dropped her off, and the extremely comfortable back seat still didn't make Zhu Xia feel comfortable.

Returning to Yangriju, she pursed her lips, and the taste of He Lianzhou seemed to still linger in her mouth.

In the past, their scents when kissing were completely mixed together, indistinguishable from each other.

Now he unilaterally and forcefully passed his aura to her.

It's like there's a person growing in the smell and it can't be shaken off.

Zhu Xia never troubles herself, she thinks calmly -

I have to wear a mask at all times.

Zhu Xia went to the refrigerator to find the spicy food she bought yesterday, preparing to suffocate He Lianzhou in his mouth.

After eating, I brushed my teeth again, seriously and carefully.

After taking a shower and brushing my teeth, I lay down on the bed.

Zhu Xia held his breath, tilted his head, and buried his face in the pillow.

My eyelids felt heavy as a thousand-pound hammer. I slowly closed my eyes, let my mind go, and before I knew it, I fell asleep.

……

Countless colorful bubbles popped up in the dream, and the moment the bubbles burst, memories came flooding back like a tide.

When she was in school, Zhu Xia didn't like places that were too noisy. Before going to a bar, she would ask You Feng how many people were there. If the number of people exceeded half of the expected seats, she would not go.

Therefore, every time she saw He Lianzhou in the bar, there were very few customers.

He Lianzhou is a regular customer, and Zhu Xia has the habit of paying attention to him.

For example, he often ordered whiskey, but most of the time he just took a sip and looked dissatisfied.

Based on the concept that customers are the God of Wealth, it was another snowing day, He Lianzhou sat down, and Zhu Xia actively brought him wine.

Once again she sat next to him, but this time she looked at him openly.

You Feng came back from smoking in a daze, and when he opened the curtain, he saw this scene——

The girl tilted her head slightly and stared at the young man intently. Her eyes were dark and shiny, like the black crystal stones carefully designed by Nuwa.

The young man placed his bony fingers on the wine glass, glanced at her, and said indifferently, "Watching the monkeys perform?"

"No." Zhu Xia denied. "I want to ask you why you are dissatisfied with the wine? According to my observation, the probability of you finishing the wine is 0.1%."

She looked serious and sincere, as if she was really doing market research.

"Tell me, and I'll change it... I'll have others correct it, and I promise to make sure it's corrected to your satisfaction."

"No need." He Lianzhou said.

Zhu Xia had no hobby of chasing away the God of Wealth, so since he didn't say anything, she didn't ask again.

After all, if you don't make money, you're a bastard.

Zhu Xia went to the bar and asked You Feng to give her a glass of whiskey. You Feng said that children should not drink alcohol and handed her a cup of Earl Grey tea.

Zhu Xia was speechless and choked up. She ignored the advice of her father, who was five years older than her, and poured herself a glass of whiskey.

Zhu Xia sat next to He Lianzhou with a glass of wine, bored again.

She looked out the window at the bustling crowd at the intersection and the brightly lit city.

The architectural styles of several major prosperous cities in the world are similar. There is nothing good to see. What is different is people's living habits.

When Zhu Xia has nothing to do, he likes to sit alone and daydream, watching the people coming and going, observing their pace, clothes, expressions... and then completely clearing his mind.

This is her way of relieving stress.

Zhu Xia was drinking as she watched. Because she was not very strong and felt sleepy, she leaned forward halfway through drinking, leaning her shoulders against the table and looking outside with her head tilted.

The hour hand, second hand, and minute hand turned around and around, and I didn't know how much time had passed.

He Lianzhou knocked on the table, stood up and was about to leave.

His windbreaker rubbed against her clothes, making a noise.

Zhu Xia came back to his senses and subconsciously grabbed He Lianzhou's wrist.

The man was very alert and quickly grabbed her hand. He used a lot of force and grabbed her slender wrist quite hard.

He Lianzhou quickly let go after he found out it was Zhu Xia, but her fair skin was still clearly marked with a red mark.

Zhu Xia was stunned. He had never expected that his reflex arc was so efficient.

And he is so strong...even stronger than Lu Zhishen who punched Zhen Guanxi in Water Margin.

From what she observed, he also had a great body.

You should exercise on weekdays.

Zhu Xia didn't feel any pain while thinking about this. She looked up at his cold eyes, touched his arm lightly, and said slowly, "I didn't mean to beat you up..."

He Lianzhou looked at her.

She drank some wine, her thoughts became vague again, and her obsidian eyes seemed a little unfocused.

Their eyes met, He Lianzhou raised his eyelids, and his high nose bridge left a shadow of a slide on his face.

"So what do you want to do?" he asked.

"You didn't have this in your hand two days ago. Have you gotten married in the past two days?"

Zhu Xia pointed at He Lianzhou's long and strong left hand.

He has a silver ring on his little finger.

Zhu Xia knows the meaning of the tail ring, which usually has two meanings: one is non-marriage, and the other is to keep the ring for others.

But for some reason, she felt that neither of these answers was right.

He Lianzhou looked at the girl in front of him with blushing cheeks and a bright smile. He was silent for a few seconds before asking:

"like?"

Zhu Xia shook his head, nodded, and shook his head again, his head like a rattle.

As she swayed, her body lost balance and leaned forward. He Lianzhou stretched out his arm to support her.

You Feng, who was leaning leisurely against the bar, saw this scene and watched the show leisurely.

The drunk version of Zhu Xia likes to laugh, and when he sees something good, he will keep staring at it with a smile.

It's completely different from when I'm awake.

The girl was like a ball of fire, emitting heat. Her bright and sparkling eyes were stained with a hazy intoxication, just like the first buds in the forest, filled with clean morning mist.

He Lianzhou helped her to stand up and let go of her hand. She smiled and muttered, "I'm not drunk."

"You haven't finished your wine." Zhu Xia touched the wall of his glass with his finger, "Can I have a taste?"

"The bar is going to close down?" He Lianzhou's expression was calm and there was no sarcasm in his tone.

Drinking the leftover wine from the guests is really too unfair for poverty, Zhu Xia thought.

She slowly blinked her curled eyelashes and explained softly: "No... I just want to drink yours."

He didn't speak.

The atmosphere was indescribably stagnant.

Zhu Xia bent his finger and hooked He Lianzhou's wine glass over little by little, and the speed was several times slower than using 5G network in the 2G era.

"Oh, you're married." She said suddenly, as if she had suddenly realized something, and her movements stopped abruptly.

Zhu Xia moved away from He Lianzhou. She folded her arms and lay on the table, moving her lips and muttering softly, "I don't want your contact information anymore."

"I didn't intend to give it to you in the first place." He Lianzhou said calmly.

"I'm talking to Lu Zhishen, not you."

He Lianzhou looked down at her, his voice was a little cold with a hint of indifference, and he opened his thin lips slightly: "Who am I?"

Zhu Xia looked at him, but her vision was blurry. She blinked hard, but still couldn't see clearly. She hesitated and asked, "He Lianzhou?"

It was the first time she called his name.

The pronunciation of words is very personal, like a swallow returning to its nest, shaking off its tail covered with drizzle.