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Wu Xie suddenly didn't understand why he was so persistent, obviously everyone around him was lying to him.Whether it is the old nine gates or the truth, they are actually far away from him.They all said they were protecting him, but no one could understand that as a protected person, Wu Xie actually hoped that he would know the truth and be able to protect the people he cherished.

Thinking in a daze, Wu Xie lay on the sofa and gradually fell asleep.

In the same black sky, Zhang Qiling closed the computer, glanced out the window, turned around and put away several contracts, and hurried out.

"Mr. Shao, the contract..." Lao Hai had just carefully prepared a cup of coffee and wanted to deliver it, when he met Zhang Qiling's hurried figure at the door.

"I'll give it to you on time tomorrow." A few powerful words came from downstairs, but Lao Hai couldn't understand but could only say "yes".There will be a meeting at the hotel tomorrow, which is related to the development and construction of several new lands. It is not difficult at first, but the investor suddenly said that they want to change the contract. This is a very troublesome matter.Although this young man is always the boss's son, if he doesn't handle it well, he will also be scolded, not to mention their relationship is not good.

Before I got home, I saw the warm yellow light shining directly from the house in the distance.Zhang Qiling stopped the car and pushed open the door, there was a person leaning on the sofa, his hands and feet were all huddled together, wishing he could sink into the sofa.

After changing into comfortable shoes, turning off the lights and turning off the TV, and turning up the air conditioner a few degrees, Zhang Qiling took out his notebook, sat on the other side and continued to rush the contract.

The person on the sofa seemed to be sleeping a little restlessly, Zhang Qiling raised his head and saw him hugging his arms, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyelashes were fluttering restlessly.cold?

He got up and went upstairs to pick out a wool blanket. After thinking about it, he took another pillow.After tucking in the quilt, Zhang Qiling couldn't help laughing as he watched the breathing of the person on the sofa gradually subside.He couldn't remember when he first noticed this person, maybe he saw his stubborn back in the dark alley, maybe he saw his forbearance that he pinched his palms and didn't want others to worry, or maybe he saw him It is also such a gentle gesture to treat those who hurt themselves.Wu Xie is a boy like water, soft, clear, and kind. He also has his persistence and stubbornness, but he also has his vulnerability and loneliness.

Zhang Qiling felt that they were actually the same in many cases, the difference was that when dealing with pain, Wu Xie avoided it, but he just ignored it.

Sighing, he was about to leave, but he touched a lump at his feet, Zhang Qiling lowered his head, it was Wu Xie's cell phone.Picking it up and putting it back on the table, the phone suddenly flickered.Charging reminder.Although it was a blink of an eye, Zhang Qiling was still stunned for a moment, walked back and picked up the phone to open it, it was really true.

What is displayed on the phone is a phone book, and the position where the selection button stays is three words that I am all too familiar with.

Inexplicably, an indescribable warmth permeated my heart.

"Zhang Qi Ling".

The cold wind is howling, the sky is full of snow, and the miner's lamp above the head is shaken by the wind. Where is this?

When I opened my eyes, there was no one around me, only the strange sound of the wind outside the tent roaring.Looking around, there was a backpack at his feet, which was packed neatly. He wrapped his coat tightly and walked out of the tent. A biting cold wind suddenly blew, and a piece of scattered ice slag was blown up.

Rubbing his eyes, the surroundings were pitch black, only the faint light gradually brightening in the distance, the sky was about to dawn.

Carrying a backpack, I felt a sense of loss, I couldn't find the reason, and I didn't want to look for it. There was only walking without direction, no fatigue, no words, only silence.

Suddenly, a piece of snow under my feet cracked, and before I had time to stand still, my body fell down involuntarily due to inertia. The weak struggle promoted the avalanche of more snow. With a "pop", my whole body fell off a 30-meter-high cliff I fell into a snow pit, and my mouth and nose were full of ice slag, which made me uncomfortable.

I moved my hands and feet vigorously, but I couldn't move. A kind of cold that hit my heart came through the soaked trouser legs, so cold.

No way, I was about to suffocate. Suddenly, the hand that had been moving around was suddenly clenched, and then the back collar was grabbed, and he was lifted out of the snow pit with a "whoosh". When he looked up, the reddish vision Among them is a familiar figure.

Still no words, not even a voice, followed silently, only the back of the man remained in his eyes, a warm current came, the scene switched, there were gurgling sounds everywhere, this is a hot spring.

Sitting silently in front of a bonfire, for a long time, the familiar person began to speak, but he couldn't hear anything clearly, and then a strange jade block was stuffed into his hand.What's this?

He raised his head and was about to ask clearly, but the man smiled and stretched out a pair of warm hands, but his eyes were dark...

I don't know how long it took, Wu Xie slowly opened his eyes, and the sound of typing on the keyboard came from his ears, which was shallow and inexplicably reassuring.

He raised his hand on his forehead to block the direct light, but when he turned his head, he smelled a faint fragrance, and rubbed the back of his head, pillow?

"Are you awake?" A familiar voice came from my ear.

Wu Xie paused, and it took him a long time to think about what happened before he fell asleep. He propped himself up and sat up, feeling a little dazed.The smell on the pillow was very familiar, Wu Xie lowered his head and smelled it, it was him.

"what time is it?"

"Eleven o'clock."

Wu Xie was taken aback. After sleeping for so long, she turned her head and saw that Zhang Qiling was sitting on the sofa beside him, tapping on the keyboard with his fingers, and there was a pile of materials beside him: "What are you doing?"

"A contract, to be used tomorrow." Zhang Qiling didn't raise his head.

"Why don't you go to your room and write?"

Without getting an answer, Wu Xie rubbed the center of his eyebrows, got up and poured a glass of water: "Why didn't you call me?"

Still silent, Wu Xie took a sip of water, looked at the light, it was dimmed, but the feeling of desertedness was gone.

"Do you want me to help?" A little bored, Wu Xie looked at him.

"No need." Zhang Qiling took a breath and frowned.

"What's the matter?" Wu Xie took a closer look, and found that there were dense letters, and he couldn't understand them at all.

"Is this German?" Wu Xie was a little surprised.

"Ah."

"Oh." It seems that there is one more thing in the university. If you are majoring in architecture, you should take German as an elective, Wu Xie thought.

The room was very quiet, Wu Xie was sitting on the carpet boredly looking at Zhang Qiling's nimble fingers, the dream appeared in his mind.He always felt a sense of déjà vu, but when he thought about it carefully, he couldn't remember anything. The picture was too fragmented, there was no voice of the characters, and the time was not continuous, but Wu Xie remembered the person in the dream very clearly, it was not someone else , it was Zhang Qiling.

"What are you thinking about?"

Surprised, Wu Xie regained consciousness in an instant, looked up and saw Zhang Qiling's eyes, which were still very dark and bright, staring at him fixedly.

"No...it's nothing," Wu Xie felt a little guilty, and lowered his head, "it's just... a little boring."

"not sleepy?"

"Well, I can't sleep anymore." Wu Xie rubbed the back of his head, saw that Zhang Qiling was writing, and became interested for a moment: "What are you writing, I'll help you write."

Zhang Qiling glanced at him again, after thinking about it, he agreed.Wu Xie found a pen from under the coffee table, just about to write, but stopped, turned her head and said: "Well... Is it okay if I copy it?"

"It's okay, your handwriting is good."

With rare praise, Wu Xie couldn't hold back a smile, but his heart blossomed with joy: "Oh."

The cold wind outside the window intensified, the house was extremely quiet, only the pendulum clock was ticking, Wu Xie raised his head, it was two o'clock.

"Aren't you going to sleep?" Wu Xie turned to look at Zhang Qiling.

The other party shook his head and did not speak.

"I finished copying, is there anything else I can do for you?" Wu Xie rubbed his sore hands.

"Well, go to sleep." Zhang Qiling glanced at him.

"I don't want to sleep, I'll just stay here for a while." Wu Xie rubbed the carpet and moved to Zhang Qiling's feet, leaned on the sofa and took out an architectural magazine and began to read: "Brother, I want to apply for an architectural major."

"Ah."

"Are you also an architectural major?"

"Ah."

"Then why do you have to work in Dad's company?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head silently, Wu Xie looked up at him, with sharp edges and corners, clear lines, soft light and shadow, this guy really has 360 degrees without dead ends.

Wu Xie suddenly thought that in many TV dramas, the male protagonist must inherit his father's career. Could it be because of this that Zhang Qiling is also like this?Wu Xie thought that although he was not his own, he should be able to help share something: "Then is there anything you want to do?"

Zhang Qiling remained silent, but shook his head lightly. .

Wu Xie sat up excitedly. After such a long time, he could occasionally guess what he was thinking: "Do you want to be an architect?"

Zhang Qiling's quick tapping hand paused, and he lowered his head to reveal a little surprise, and then it turned into a light chuckle: "En."

Hearing that his conjecture was confirmed, Wu Xie couldn't be happy, and said sullenly, "Oh."

Dreams are precious to everyone, especially for a person like Zhang Qiling who is ascetic and ascetic. Wu Xie thought that if he could help him share something, Zhang Qiling might be able to realize his own dream.

"Don't think about it."

Before he finished speaking, a warm hand touched the back of his head lightly, like a dragonfly touching water, the temperature disappeared in the air before reaching his body through the hair.Wu Xie froze for a moment, the touch was very soft, different from Zhang's father's big hands, but equally gentle.After the remaining warmth dissipated, Wu Xie's ears turned red with embarrassment, why is he so worthless!Lowering his head vigorously, Wu Xie brought the book in his hand closer, but couldn't help but glance up. Fortunately, Poker Face wasn't looking at him...

The cold wind outside the window roared and hit the floor-to-ceiling windows with low roars. The water droplets condensed on the glass to form a layer of hoarfrost, and two faint shadows were reflected through the warm lights in the house.

Winter is really here.

Anjiuxi

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