Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

"You mean you will definitely bring it here if you have it, right?" Jiang Anyu said as he picked up Jiang Zhao and held him in his arms. "It's getting late, Farah seems sleepy."

"Yes, it's only a matter of time." Cen Shu smiled elegantly at the right time and said, "Besides, Second Aunt knows a lot of smart, beautiful and decent girls, so there's no need to worry."

With the three-and-a-half-year-old daughter Jiang Zhao around, they more or less controlled their tempers.

He Lianzhou had no habit of spending the night in the old house. After chatting about the group's business with He Jihua in the study, he left.

The car was driving smoothly on the highway, and Uncle Cai handed He Lianzhou his personal mobile phone. He Lianzhou took it, swiped his finger across the screen, saw the short message, raised the corner of his lip almost imperceptibly, and then dialed the number slowly.

When Zhu Xia saw the caller ID, she had just finished a heart bypass surgery. The whole process was safe and sound, and the surgery was very successful, which made her happy.

She changed out of her surgical gown and slumped on the sofa in the lounge, holding her phone. At this time, most of the lights in Hong Kong Ren Hospital had been turned off, the hurried footsteps had disappeared, and the place was empty and quiet.

Relaxed, her voice was lazy and soft: "Hello."

"Resting?" he asked.

Zhu Xia didn't think much about how He Lianzhou knew she was resting. She just said "hmm" and said, "If you have nothing to do on the night shift, you can take a rest."

The receiver was extremely quiet, and the lounge was also extremely quiet, so she could clearly hear her own breathing... Zhu Xia couldn't help but think that he must have heard her breathing as well.

The dim light from the street lamps reflected into the car, illuminating He Lianzhou's high nose bridge. He leaned lazily against the seat, the sound of Zhu Xia's shallow breathing lingering in his ears.

The two were silent for a moment, and neither of them hung up the phone.

He seemed to smile softly, and in the endless night, he reached over the cold phone and called her in a low voice: "Zhu Xia."

The two words penetrated the eardrum, and the smiling syllables were like small hammers, gently tapping the most sensitive nerve endings.

Zhu Xia opened his eyes and looked at the dim grille lights on the ceiling. His distinct black and white eyes were covered with a thin layer of mist.

The man's voice was cold, like the coldness of winter frost and snow hitting jade. When he called her name, a ray of warm morning light was interspersed in his cold voice.

An indescribable sense of security that fills the bones spreads silently throughout the body, like an infinitely extended thin thread, wrapping around the organs in the chest and beating with them.

The short break after Zhu Xia finishes her work is when she is most talkative, softest and most defenseless.

A long time ago, she smiled in his arms and said that if he was a boat, she could carry the boat and drift around. While drifting, she wrote a biography "Robinson Crusoe: Zhu Xia Floated".

But then, on a calm day, she abandoned the ship.

As for the ship, it did not capsize, but remained calm in peace.

Zhu Xia blinked her eyelashes very slowly and asked softly, "Have you had dinner?"

"I went back to the old house and had dinner with grandpa," he said.

Grandpa...it seems like he used to go back occasionally to have dinner with He Jihua.

"Oh, then you should eat well." Zhu Xia said.

There was a hint of envy in her tone, and He Lianzhou smiled: "I'll take you with me next time."

"No." Zhu Xia was not fooled.

She leaned sideways and caught a glimpse of the new shoes lying on the floor.

When she was at his place in the morning and went out to change her shoes, she found that her shoes and clothes were all packed in a square bag.

The shoes he offered seemed to match the outfit she was wearing, and since she was in a hurry to get back to the hospital, she didn't refuse.

The new shoes are soft and comfortable, fit perfectly and have a little extra room, making them very comfortable to wear.

When they were together, Zhu Xia focused entirely on her studies and basically left her daily life to He Lianzhou.

Sometimes, she has to admit that He Lianzhou knows her better than she knows herself.

As I thought of this, two messages popped up on the phone screen.

You Feng: “Again.”

You Feng: "Don't hit me on the head again, and return to your original form."

Although the madman is long-winded, what he says is not wrong.

Zhu Xia was startled.

She originally wanted to try to discuss it with He Lianzhou, and if he felt upset and wanted to sleep for a while, then end it.

It is not unacceptable for Zhu Xia to take a step back.

She didn't hate his touch after all.

But he didn't accept it.

I have no choice but to find another way out.

If being strangers doesn’t work, then let’s just be ordinary friends.

She cleared her throat and said calmly, "I'll treat you to dinner the day after tomorrow. Thank you for not holding a grudge against me."

Zhu Xia spoke every word very clearly, and when it reached He Lianzhou's ears, it was like tiny needles piercing his eardrums, extremely piercing.

She was on duty at this time, and He Lianzhou couldn't possibly quarrel with her on the phone. Zhu Xia's voice was obviously distant:

"I'm sorry that we've been making such a fuss for so long. I've thought carefully about what you said last night. You're right. Neither of us is the kind of person who would back down. Let's all move forward."

He Lianzhou, don't look back.

A smile formed on her lips. “Do you have a restaurant you’d like to go to? If not, I’ll order one and send it to you… The patient is in trouble, so I won’t talk to you anymore. Send me a message if you have anything else.”

After finishing the call, Zhu Xia hung up without caring about the other party's answer.

When you invite someone to dinner, you just have to pay, and you don't have to show up.

The day after tomorrow...she will return to the capital the day after tomorrow.

Zhu Xia patted her face with her palms and threw herself into her work. She stood up, put on her shoes, and went to the intensive care unit to check the situation.

For the first time, Zhu Xia felt that the on-call time passed so quickly.

A new message popped up on her phone. When she checked it, she found that there was no news from He Lianzhou and she breathed a sigh of relief.

The person who took over was Dr. Su Weiwen.

She changed her clothes, walked over, opened her arms and hugged Zhu Xia.

"Sumer, thank you so much."

When Su Weiwen was away, most of her patients were left to Zhu Xia.

"It's within the scope of my job responsibilities. Are you thanking me to pay me a salary?" Zhu Xia said with a smile.

"Forget it, I'll take it back and you can't accept it." Su Weiwen gave a warning look.

"Don't bother Dr. Zhu anymore. She has been on call for more than 36 hours. Go back and have a good rest." She Yi came over and urged Zhu Xia to leave work.

Zhu Xia smiled and waved goodbye to them.

When she got out of the elevator, she saw a message from Lin Jiayue asking her if she had time to go to the fencing club.

Zhu Xia lowered her head, replying to messages while walking, keeping an eye on the footsteps on the ground to avoid bumping into or stepping on anyone... A pair of black shoes suddenly appeared in her field of vision, and the owner of the shoes was facing her.

Zhu Xia looked up while dodging, and unexpectedly met He Lianzhou's dark and calm eyes. Her heart tightened, and the girl who was walking towards her bumped into her arm, causing her to lose her grip on the phone and it slipped out of her hand.

He Lianzhou stretched out his long arm and grabbed her phone. She reached out to take it back, but he dodged her.

Zhu Xia opened his eyes wide.