Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

The bathroom is filled with the scent of candles and bath fragrances, and the bathtub is directly opposite the shower room, separated by a glass wall.

Under the light, you can see the water vapor absorbed on the glass, forming wet water marks.

Zhu Xia soaked in the bathtub, resting her arms on the edge of the bathtub, resting her chin on her arms, her body temperature rose and her face became slightly hot, and she squinted her eyes comfortably. She held her mobile phone in one hand and talked on it, while with the other hand, her slender fingers lightly tapped the edge of the porcelain white bathtub.

After hearing what He Lianzhou said, Zhu Xia's fingers stopped for a moment and his eyes opened suddenly.

What do you mean her voice is different when she is comfortable?!

How can someone speak foul language so calmly?

Zhu Xia is not an inexperienced girl. On the contrary, she has been too experienced with He Lianzhou.

Even though his tone was serious, she could still immediately understand the deep meaning of his words.

Zhu Xia was so scared that she almost hung up the phone, but then she changed her mind and felt that if she ran away, wouldn't that be exactly what he wanted?

She didn't hang up, but tapped the edge of the phone with her neatly trimmed nails.

The culprit on the other end of the phone didn't change his breathing frequency at all, as if a strong typhoon blowing past him would automatically calm down and become normal gas.

Even if you can't see him, the cold screen can still make you calm down with him.

Zhu Xia said nothing, but the image of the man's aggressive, deep black eyes in the dim car kept appearing in his mind.

He Lianzhou has the charm and hormones of a mature man. If he wants to make people have wild thoughts, all he needs is a casual glance.

At the same time, he was cold and aloof. It was easier for him to get people to eat vegetarian food and meditate than to crush an ant.

It has both the desire of sexual tension and the coldness of abstinence...very similar to the feeling of his hands.

Very tempting.

Not hearing Zhu Xia's voice, He Lianzhou asked in a low voice: "Why aren't you talking?"

Zhu Xia's thoughts disappeared quietly like steam in an instant. She coughed twice and deliberately raised her voice: "What?"

He Lianzhou listened to her pretending to be loud, chuckled, and spoke in a calm voice:

"Do you often answer the phone while taking a bath?"

No one would call me at this time except you.

Zhu Xia was on high alert and toughened his attitude: "I'm not available right now, if you have something to say, please tell me quickly."

He Lianzhou twirled the pen in his hand with his long fingers, and said clearly: "Your pen is here."

"Pen?" Zhu Xia was stunned. "Did I accidentally drop it on your car?"

Shouldn't.

She didn't take out her pen all evening.

"I took it on purpose." The man spoke slowly, as if it was a matter of course.

Zhu Xia: “…”

He Lianzhou said in a low and slow voice, "Let's have dinner together some other day."

"Can I say no?" Zhu Xia asked.

He Lianzhou asked back: "Can you?"

The choice was once again in her hands.

Zhu Xia hesitated for a moment and then said, "Is Bella here?"

"Do you want to eat with the dog or with me?" He Lianzhou said.

Zhu Xia understood that she was asking unnecessary questions, but she was also a little frustrated, as if Bella was her private dog and now someone had taken her away from her.

If it was someone else, it would be easy to deal with, but it happened to be He Lianzhou.

After a while, she slowly said, "I'll call the police."

"It will not be accepted." He Lianzhou said firmly, his voice so calm that no emotion could be heard. "See you another day."

Before hanging up the call, he said to her casually in Cantonese: "Good morning."

good night.

Zhu Xia's breathing suddenly became lighter. She leaned over the edge of the bathtub, her hands hanging limply, her thoughts in a tizzy.

Cantonese retains a lot of grammar and vocabulary from ancient Chinese, which makes it sound very special. He Lianzhou's voice is already very pleasant, and the language makes it even better.

In Cantonese, good morning is zao zao, and good night is zao zao. When she first encountered it, she still remembers wondering why there is a zao in good night.

Maybe this is why the language and culture are so profound.

I bought a strawberry sponge cake from Lady M before. Strawberry is actually strawberry, but the word "mold" is unlucky, so it was changed to the transliteration of the English word "strowberry".

Her Cantonese is not very good, but she can remember the interesting ones more clearly, such as nuo lai shuai, wu de dan, shou gu zai, etc.

Zhu Xia looked at the crimson carpet on the ground, thoughtfully.

Take one step and see one step further.

She raised the corners of her eyes slightly, finished her bath, got out of the bathtub, put on her nightgown and tied her belt.

I turned off the lights, dived into bed, and fell asleep soon.

Zhu Xia slept very well. When she woke up, she saw that it was ten o'clock in the morning. She needed to go to the hospital in the afternoon, so she lay in bed until she was hungry and got up for lunch.

After lunch, Zhu Xia entered the piano room. The curtains were drawn open, and the warm sunlight shone on the marble floor. She stood in front of the window and looked at the blue sky, the lake and the green belt in the community in the distance... For a moment, she seemed to see the capital in autumn.

Zhu Xia blinked, touched his phone to check the time, and booked a flight back to Beijing for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Just then, You Feng sent a picture and text via WhatsApp, saying that he had received the rice dumplings she sent, and that the ones from Hong Kong were pretty good. Then he went on to urge her to send the ones from Beijing... to prevent his adopted daughter from starving.

Zhu Xia casually sent him an emoticon that said "Remember to send the money", and his fingertips unconsciously swiped the screen when he suddenly saw a WeChat message.

Song Chengyu: "Xia Xia, when do you expect to come back? I'll pick you up."

Zhu Xia: "No, you are busy with work, I can do it myself"

Zheng Tianyou's matter was temporarily shelved, so there was no need to stay in the port area any longer. Maybe it was time to pack up and set up camp in the capital.

Before leaving, she looked back in the direction of the bathroom.

Temptation...temptation of this level cannot shake her.

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At Hong Kong Yan Hospital, medical staff are walking hurriedly, and conversations between doctors and nurses can be heard in the wards and rooms.

"There are three things to pay attention to when washing a wound. First, wash from the inside out. Second, wash every inch of the wound. Third, use the cotton only once and throw it away after washing."

"What happens if potassium is low? Potassium is important for muscle function and heart beats. Low potassium can cause heartbeat disorder, and in severe cases, it can be life-threatening."

……

Zhu Xia had just finished an operation and had some rare free time, so she talked with head nurse She Yi at the nurses' station about the patient's condition.

She Yi warmly entertained: "The butterfly cakes of Imperial Garden Bakery are mixed with four flavors. You have to queue up to buy them at the Tsim Sha Tsui branch. There is also a branch at IFC in Harbour City Station, but it is farther away so I didn't go there."

Zhu Xia: "I heard this is the butterfly cake ceiling in the port area?"

She Yi smiled and said, "Everyone has their own taste for food. Whether it tastes good or not depends on each person."

Zhu Xia nodded in agreement. Her pocket phone vibrated, and she took it out to see that it was Song Chengyu who replied that he had sent someone to pick her up.

Zhu Xia bit a piece of biscuit between her lips and typed a reply of "OK".

After thinking about it, he sent another message to He Lianzhou.

"When is convenient for you?"