Beijing-Hong Kong Confession

The sound of water stopped.

The man's voice became clearer, as if whispering in his ear. He said slowly, "Didn't you know the answer six years ago?"

His tone was so calm, yet so reckless. Behind the calmness, there was a dangerous aura surging like a wild beast.

Zhu Xia was stunned.

Six years ago… In the steamy bathroom, the sound of water dripping, the floor tiles dripping with water from the shower head, the smooth glass with water stains, the warm water flowing from his hair to her lips…

She bit her lip and her face flushed slightly.

The girl was silent, and the man on the other end of the phone was not in a hurry either. It sounded like he was wiping his hair and walking out of the bathroom casually.

After a long silence, Zhu Xia said slowly, "He Lianzhou, don't keep saying things that make people think too much."

"Am I wrong?"

His tone was calm and innocent. He paused, chuckled, and asked her in a persuasive way, "Zhu Xia, what are you thinking about?"

The air in the quilt became thinner, and the breathing became heavier and hotter, but Zhu Xia did not move at all. He just hid quietly in the quilt and made a sneaky phone call.

The villa has good sound insulation, and the huge bedroom is so quiet that Zhu Xia can hear every word the man asked.

He asked, "Miss me?"

These three words are particularly vague and quite meaningful.

Zhu Xia didn't say anything. After a few seconds, the man's voice in her ear disappeared, replaced by the ringtone of an incoming video call.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Hang up without hesitation.

With a "pop", she threw the phone at the end of the bed, as if it was infected with the plague and was as thorny and terrifying as a plague.

Zhu Xia hugged the soft quilt, kicked her legs a few times, breathed in the fresh air, and her heart calmed down. She was a little annoyed.

Innocence is not her style.

Zhu Xia picked up the phone again, took two deep breaths, and called He Lianzhou.

The call was answered quickly.

Zhu Xia grabbed a corner of the quilt, scratched it with his fingers, and said in a low voice: "If you continue like this, I won't answer your calls anymore."

"What's wrong with me?" he asked.

He was just stating the facts, and his tone was not frivolous at all, but...but the two of them were so familiar with each other that those conversations unknown to outsiders were always discovered at the first time.

Zhu Xia couldn't help but grit his teeth: "You know it yourself."

"How did I displease you?"

The man seemed to smile, and his cold voice was tinged with the deep silence of the night: "Zhu Xia, can you tell me the answer?"

His tone was calm, but it undoubtedly created a huge storm between the two of them.

Zhu Xia's heart sank, his tip trembled, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his palms.

She didn't speak for a long time.

Finally, He Lianzhou said calmly: "Go to bed early, good night."

He hung up the phone.

Zhu Xia stared at the ceiling with a dazed look in her eyes, but a voice rang in her mind. That person had the same face as hers.

"He Lianzhou, do you really need a reason to break up? Okay, I'll tell you. I don't like you. Every minute and every second I spend with you is painful. You disgust me."

"I chose to be with you because of my teenage hormones. Now that my hormones are decreasing, being in close contact with you makes me feel sick and want to vomit."

"You don't want to break up even after this. It means you're just unwilling to do so. Since you're so unwilling and want to possess me so much, how about I help you? After I die and burn into ashes, you can completely control me. You can throw me away if you want, or lock me in a cage if you want..."

"Yes! I would rather die than stay with you. Are you satisfied? If not, I can make you even more satisfied. My hand..."

"Since you agree to break up, I have two more requests... I hope you won't appear in front of me in the future. Of course, the request is mutual, and I won't appear in front of you again... Our relationship has never been made public, and almost no one knows that we have been together. Let's just pretend that nothing has happened in the past two years..."

"He Lianzhou, it's your bad luck to meet me."

……

Countless evil words, like the tongues of tens of millions of poisonous snakes, pierce into the most sensitive and vulnerable parts of the body, spread through the blood flow to the internal organs, and corrode every inch of the bone marrow.

I was young at that time and not good at handling relationships. Parting amicably was not an option, and the only way I could think of was to make the other person hate me.

In fact, she was 20 years old when they broke up.

Being young is just an excuse to avoid responsibility.

Zhu Xia's eyes felt a little sore, so she blinked her eyelashes and reached out to turn off the glaring chandelier, leaving only the dim bedside lamp.

She didn't think much about the past.

She's not one to look back. Rightly or wrongly.

In the early morning, a red sun jumped out from the gorgeous clouds, and the first ray of morning light shone into the house through the gaps in the curtains. Zhu Xia woke up naturally and looked at the time. It was not yet seven o'clock.

As usual, she stayed in bed for a while, washed up, went downstairs, and had breakfast with her family.

To send mooncakes to others, one has to select them personally. Zhu Xia went to a restaurant with Aunt Zhao in the morning. The restaurant was owned by the Song family and could be sent directly abroad. Zhu Xia left You Feng's address and information and asked them to send it directly.

The capital city is very large, and it is often the case that the sun rises in the east, it rains in the west, there is thunder in the south, and it is sunny in the north. In the evening, the afterglow of the setting sun in the sky of the city is set against the white clouds in the sky. From a distance, it looks like countless golden and silver ribbons intertwined.

Zhu Xia had been tending to the gardening with her grandfather since returning to the Song family's old house in the afternoon. At five o'clock, Song Chengyu's secretary led a group of people into the hall, saying that President Song had specially instructed Miss Xia Xia to try on a dress and do her makeup and hair.

Since Mr. Song had no objection, it was even less likely that anyone else in the house would dare to have an objection.

After changing her clothes, Zhu Xia sat on the sofa leisurely, eating snacks and waiting for Song Chengyu. After waiting for about ten minutes, Secretary Xu said that Miss Song was waiting for her at the door.

Zhu Xia responded, wiped his fingers with a hot towel, and then slowly got up and went out.

A dark grey luxury car was parked in front of the door, its back door opened. In the spacious car, Song Chengyu was leaning lazily against the backrest with his eyes closed, his finely carved face hidden in the darkness.

"Third brother."

Hearing the clear female voice, he opened his eyes and saw the girl who usually dressed simply in a black couture dress, embellished with diamonds and jewels. The dress outlined her curves, and the slit design showed off her long white legs. She was elegant, exquisite, and beautiful, like a beauty in the dark night.

"Very beautiful, it suits you very well." Song Chengyu commented.

"Thank you, Third Brother." Zhu Xia lifted the hem of her skirt and got into the car. The makeup artist sprayed her with perfume, and even her hair was fragrant. As soon as she got into the car, the faint fragrance from her body immediately filled the car.

The car door closed. Zhu Xia adjusted her skirt, turned her head and looked at Song Chengyu and asked, "What is the theme of tonight's banquet?"