Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

Lin Jiayue smiled maliciously.

"Are you still in the room?" she asked in a low voice, like a thief.

Zhu Xia looked up at her, his eyes rolled, and suddenly he picked up his cell phone.

Seeing her slender fingers fiddling with the screen, Lin Jiayue took a closer look and asked curiously, biting her chopsticks, "Who are you transferring money to so early in the morning?"

"He Lianzhou." Zhu Xia said without raising his head.

"What?!" Lin Jiayue's pupils trembled and her face was full of shock.

After Zhu Xia transferred the money, he picked up a piece of cake with chopsticks and stuffed it into her open mouth: "What are you thinking about? It's not the money for prostitution, it's the money for last night's meal."

Lin Jiayue suddenly realized, and while chewing her food, she said vaguely: "Transferring money right after sleeping can easily make people imagine."

"Only people who have done something wrong would have wild thoughts." Zhu Xia lowered his head and continued to fill his stomach.

"So what is your relationship now?" Lin Jiayue's gossipy soul was burning.

Zhu Xia paused, as if after serious consideration, and said in a normal tone: "Let's be each other's exes."

Lin Jiayue was surprised. Zhu Xia pushed the morning tea in front of her and said, "It's getting late, eat quickly. I'll go collect the food."

Zhu Xia got up and went back to the bedroom. Her luggage had already been packed and she didn't have much stuff in it.

Zhu Xia sank into the soft sofa, scrolling through his phone out of boredom.

She has many friends on WhatsApp and WeChat, but only a few of them are in regular contact.

Li Baize said in the [Business Iron Triangle] group that he was delayed and would arrive late, but he promised to send Sumer on time.

The two of them wanted to send her off, and Zhu Xia did not refuse, even though she was not going to stay back.

She knew that one way to cause trouble was not to cause trouble to others.

Zhu Xia lay lazily on the sofa, her thighs still a little sore. She stared at the suit jacket folded at the end of the bed, lost in thought.

Just as I was about to contact that man, the phone rang and the caller ID showed [He Lianzhou].

Zhu Xia answered the call without hesitation. A familiar voice came from the receiver: "Have you finished breakfast?"

"We're done eating." Zhu Xia asked, "You forgot to take your clothes with you. Do you want to come get them now?"

"Let it go to you first."

Zhu Xia responded with a "OK". He had a lot of suits, so missing one was no big deal.

After two seconds of silence, Zhu Xia heard the clear sound of papers being flipped, followed by a man's deep, magnetic voice: "Are you feeling unwell?"

Zhu Xia grabbed the sofa with the tips of her five fingers that were placed on the armrest, her long curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and she did not answer for a while.

She understood what he meant.

Their first time happened in the fifth month of their relationship, and it was not a matter of who took the initiative. It was a rainy night, the atmosphere was hazy, and as they kissed, their clothes were torn to pieces.

He was strong and easily pulled off her skirt, and she slowly unbuckled his belt, but couldn't find the right way after groping for a long time, and finally he helped her unbuckle it. The man's attack was fierce, accurate, lingering, and irresistible, and the numbness and slight pain were addictive, so she was a little crazy.

Maybe it was because it was her first time and she was sweating too much, she developed a fever afterwards.

Lying together with him again after five years, I lost my mind for a moment last night and went a little crazy. His worries were not unreasonable.

After a long time, she heard someone's voice coming from the phone. It should be a work matter and there was no time to delay.

Zhu Xia answered slowly: "No. Go and get busy."

He Lianzhou said, "Hmm," and said, "Contact me anytime."

Zhu Xia didn’t say ok, “Goodbye.” She hung up the phone.

After Lin Jiayue finished her breakfast, Li Baize also came. Zhu Xia asked him if he wanted to have breakfast, and Li Baize said that he had already eaten, and it was time for lunch.

Lin Jiayue complained that he was a straight man who didn't understand that girls need to get beauty sleep and it doesn't matter how late they wake up.

Li Baize smiled and said yes, Miss Lin was right.

Zhu Xia heard it and said with a smile: You are playing tricks.

Li Baize served as both driver and porter, and took Zhu Xia to the Hong Kong International Airport.

"Hong Kong International Airport T1 to Capital International Airport T3." Lin Jiayue read Zhu Xia's flight information. "The flight time is 3.5 hours."

Zhu Xia opened his arms and hugged her, "Okay, it's not like we won't see each other again in the future."

"It just feels so strange, like we are separated every year." Lin Jiayue suddenly became sad.

"How can it be every year? Isn't it just the year of graduation and now? And Sumer only returns to Beijing for seven days." Li Baize was puzzled.

Lin Jiayue turned around and glared at him: "What do you care!"

Zhu Xia smiled and reached out to smooth her hair. "I'll text you guys when I get there."

Lin Jiayue and Li Baize said of course, do you really want to disappear from the face of the earth?

Zhu Xia went to board the plane and waved goodbye to them.

The plane was not delayed and took off on time according to the official schedule. Zhu Xia sat at the window, looking at the city below which was getting smaller and smaller. Suddenly, she remembered that it was Lin Jiayue and Li Baize who picked her up when she left New York for this city half a year ago.

Blame the madman.

It made her feel inexplicably sentimental.

Her phone was in flight mode and there was no internet, so she opened her calendar and decided to take some time to go back to London to visit the lonely elderly man You Feng.

At 2:30 pm, the plane landed safely.

Zhu Xia went to get her luggage, pulled it towards the exit and then told Song Chengyu that she had landed.

In the four seasons of Beijing, spring is dry, summer is hot, winter is dry and cold, but autumn is the most comfortable season. There are red leaves on the mountains, reeds floating in the lake, golden fields on the road, and chrysanthemums blooming in the courtyard.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the warm sun began to set and the temperature began to drop.

Zhu Xia sat on the suitcase waiting for the driver. She held her phone in both hands, clicked on WhatsApp, and sent a message in the "Iron Triangle of Business" group.

Zhu Xia: "It's here. I'll send you Beijing's special sesame sauce some other day."

Lin Jiayue: "The first day that Sumer was away, I missed her"

Li Baize: "It's just talk. You should go with her."

Lin Jiayue: "Thinking.jpg"

Lin Jiayue: "That makes sense, I'll ask Dad to arrange a private plane right away!"

Zhu Xia: "Please look at the name of our group. We are here to do business, not to make fun of others."

Li Boze: “Hahahahahaha”

Lin Jiayue: "Reporters are very serious"

His face felt a little itchy, Zhu Xia raised his hand to scratch it, but when he touched the mask on his face, he was stunned.

The scene of inviting He Lianzhou to dinner yesterday and putting a mask on him appeared in her mind.

The cold and heartless man has scorching eyes.

In a trance, a black Bentley slowly stopped in the distance, and the driver got out and walked quickly towards her.

"Miss, welcome back." The man, about fifty years old, in a gray suit said respectfully.

Zhu Xia stood up and nodded slightly: "Old Xu."

"The car is over here, please follow me."

Old Xu pulled Zhu Xia's luggage towards the car, and Zhu Xia followed him calmly.

Old Xu placed the luggage in the trunk. Zhu Xia opened the back door and was about to get in. When he bent over and saw the scene in the car, he stopped abruptly.