Pretend to be nice

The cold wind is blowing, Nancheng is a hibernating beast lurking in the mountains, curling up quietly, the whole city looks so quiet and depressed at this moment.

The dark room did not turn on the lights, only the light of the computer screen was left, which was dazzling white.

Li Qinghe stayed alone in the small room, the only silence was the sound of typing on the keyboard, his jaw was sharp, and his lonely figure was hidden in the darkness.

The screen of the mobile phone at hand lit up, and the mug with oatmeal sticking to it next to it also lit up. The eyes of the person staring at the computer lit up, and he quickly swiped open the lock screen, but he was not the one who was waiting. It's getting dark.

"Are you coming to Shangzhu's side?" the person who noted Mu Ziheng sent a message.

Li Qinghe pursed his lips, and answered?

"Zhang Zheng and the others formed a bureau, and everyone is here."

"Master, you haven't come out for a long time."

Li Qinghe paused, agreed, turned around, changed his clothes, picked up the key hanging behind the door and went out.

One month before the new year, the dance studio had already started its annual vacation. Lin Guan only stayed with Li Qinghe for two days before being urged to leave Nancheng by Niannv's eager parents. After Li Qinghe sent her to the airport, she was alone again return.

She has been here since she was on vacation. Xia Zhicheng called to ask twice, but seeing that she didn't want to go back, she never asked again.

So she stayed here alone until the Chinese New Year was approaching.

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Mu Ziheng said that Shangzhu is not far from the university town, and it is a high-end club with strong privacy.

Li Qinghe had just stepped into this quaint courtyard when a waiter in elegant Hanfu greeted her and led her to the meeting place.

There are soft lights hanging in the corridor, and green bamboos are planted on both sides. Because it was wrapped up by Zhang Zheng, the place where there should be noisy people is quiet, only the rustling of the wind blowing through the bamboo leaves and the sound of stepping on the wooden board With the sound of footsteps, the two walked to the courtyard door in the middle, and the waiter who had just started bent down and retreated.

A waiter in a more refined Hanfu opened the door inside, and the temperature was obviously higher than that outside. Li Qinghe frowned slightly, and strode across the five-inch high threshold. Before the waiter took her in, someone greeted her with a smile.

"Qinghe, you're here," said the man, about 1.8 meters tall, with a Chinese character face, regular features, and even though he was young, he already had an aura of calm and prestige.

"En", Li Qinghe simply agreed, took off his overcoat and handed it to the waiter beside him.

Another person brought a steaming hot towel to her on a wooden board, and she took one and wiped her hands.

Zhang Zheng waited with a good temper, with a familiar smile on his face, and when she walked towards him, he took the initiative to take a step towards her, and the two walked inside side by side.

"Muzi said you've been busy recently, and I didn't want to disturb you at first, but I haven't seen you for a long time, and everyone missed you so much that they called you out," he slightly lowered his head and explained.

Li Qinghe nodded indifferently, and the two chatted a few more words, bypassing the screen wall, the rockery and flowing water, pushed open the gate, and ran out amidst the noise that was blocked.

Compared with the quaint outside, the inside looks much more modern and comfortable, with young people chatting and laughing on the soft and spacious sofa.

Seeing Li Qinghe coming in, they all greeted each other. They were all grown up together in the same compound. Li Qinghe responded with a smile without a cold face.

Mu Ziheng sat in the middle, waited for her to finish chatting, then beckoned her to come over, before she sat down, he handed her a glass of red wine.

Li Qinghe didn't bother to raise his hand, his eyes supervised the table in front of him.

The savvy person put the wine on the wooden table, and handed her a piece of dessert, and saw that the people on both sides went to other places before approaching Li Qinghe, chatting in low voices.

"Ms. Lin, didn't they go back on vacation? Why don't you go back?" First, she cared about her.

Li Qinghe picked up the cream, reluctantly took a bite of the expensive dessert, and glanced at her lazily.

"Aunt Xia asked me to persuade you to go back last time... I didn't want you to come, but Zhengzi asked you several times, and I saw that everyone was there, so I just called you over to get together," Mu Ziheng wanted to say again, Looking at her casual appearance again, he simply didn't mention it and started to talk about the topic.

"Do you still remember what happened to Zhengzi's father? He was on the wrong team in the early years, and stayed in the same position for more than ten years," she said with a sigh of relief.

"You got promoted some time ago?" Li Qinghe raised his eyebrows, looking at Zhang Zheng, who was in the crowd with a happy face, "No wonder you dare to reserve the venue."

People are always in the circle, and officials of all sizes in Nancheng are also crowded together. The place where Li Qinghe lives now was also a high-end community more than ten years ago. Those present used to live there, even though they all moved later. But the friendship they played with since they were young is still there, and their parents will not let them break. After a long time, these people have formed a small circle, and they often get together. It's just that everyone has gone to college in the past two years, and Li Qinghe stayed with them. Here, the others are scattered all over the world and have their own affairs. They only come back from the winter and summer vacations, so the gatherings are naturally much less than before. This is the first time this year that everyone will be here.

"It's a good time." Mu Ziheng took a sip of wine and continued to provide the latest information to Li Qinghe, who was blocked by news.

"By the way, Li Mou is going to get engaged, you are ready to prepare, and I think you will call someone after a while."

"Engagement? When did you have a partner?"

"Tsk, she said she met her true love at school, and when she caught up with her, she rushed home and got engaged."

"Him? Didn't he murmur that he would not fall in love, and wanted his son to inherit his father's career and serve the people wholeheartedly? Why did he suddenly..."

"Tsk, the son inherits his father's career, or his father-in-law's career." Mu Ziheng lowered his playful voice, "he is a bit taller than his father."

Li Qinghe paused, took a sip of the wine, the thick mellow aroma swayed on the tip of his tongue accompanied by a slight astringent feeling, Mu Ziheng was still talking, but she was a little dull.

Some time later, some people saw that she was free on both sides, and gathered around to greet her again.

Li Qinghe had a cold personality and didn't talk much, everyone knew it and didn't care too much. They mainly talked and laughed with Mu Ziheng, and then casually brought a few words to Li Qinghe's side. They were warm but not enthusiastic, and the scale was comfortable.

Their generation is basically only children, their parents are enlightened, and there are not many people who can choose for themselves. Basically, they were trained by their parents with high status to develop in official careers, and their IQ and EQ are not too low. Go, after all, Li Gang and his like on the Internet are still a minority, and they cannot squeeze into their circle.

"Qinghe likes to drink this wine?" asked the gentle-looking woman.

"I have a few bottles of similar ones over there, and I'll bring them to you later."

Before Li Qinghe could speak, Mu Ziheng started to interrupt, pretending to complain: "Miss Wei Wei, you only saw Qinghe, how could good things be without me?"

"Oh, I see that Qinghe likes it. If you like it, you can go to my place and get it. I'm not reluctant."

Li Qinghe hid behind the intersection expert Mu Ziheng, happy that she would solve these troubles for him.

The group hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they didn't leave until after ten o'clock. Mu Ziheng followed them, and now he called Li Qinghe as a driver, and the two of them sat in the back slightly drunk.

"I was a monkey spirit when I was a child, but now I'm grown up, I'm very snobbish," Mu Ziheng leaned against the window in a disfigured manner, relying on the driver's incomprehension, he began to taunt unscrupulously.

"In the past, Zhengzi dared to form such a big game and was pushed to the edge. Tonight, a bunch of people rushed up."

"Fortunately, your father has also been promoted, otherwise I wouldn't be able to buy a few bottles of good wine."

Li Qinghe leaned against the car window on the other side, promised her a few words occasionally, and never let go of the phone he was holding.

"My dad talked to me two days ago," with a depressed tone.

"Tell you to calm down?" Li Qinghe was rarely concerned.

"Hey, after being a free bird for so many years, I really don't want to go back," Mu Ziheng still maintained a frivolous tone, looking out of the car window without a smile on his eyes.

Li Qinghe considered it for a while, but still didn't say any comforting words, and sighed with her.

"Come on, why are you sighing, isn't it sooner or later? Our group, from a young age, knew what we were going to do when we grew up. This is a responsibility," she muttered to herself, and repeated "This is a responsibility." , someone has to take care of it.”

"Okay, I'm fine, people tend to be sentimental after drinking, don't you know that?"

"If you don't want to do it, don't do it. My studio still lacks a handyman," Li Qinghe said flatly.

Mu Ziheng was uncharacteristically silent, and finally said in a sullen tone: "Come on, I still want to cover you."

Li Qinghe: "...Will you take me home if you cover me?"

Mu Ziheng's body froze, and he said with a sneer, "Auntie, let me persuade you to go back..."

Li Qinghe didn't bother to talk to her, and followed the driver to the place Mu Ziheng ordered.

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Mu Ziheng took so much pains to go back to Li's house for her, and he didn't go back to his own house. The driver took both of them to Li's house.

Xia Zhicheng, who had received the news a long time ago, asked the nanny to make hangover soup, and waited in the living room by herself. As soon as there was a sound outside, she hurried out.

The elders on both sides belonged to the same faction, while Mu Ziheng and Li Qinghe had a good relationship, and they had a sweet mouth. They had always been loved by the Li family's parents, and they reserved a room in the guest room for the child who had grown up with him.

Mu Ziheng called Auntie with a smile, and his sweet-mouthed skills were extraordinary in a slightly drunk state, and Xia Zhicheng, who coaxed him before he entered the door, couldn't see his eyes with a smile.

Li Qinghe had no eyesight, no one to help him, he just walked inside in a daze, drank the hangover soup and went back to his room.

The room that hadn't been lived in for a long time seemed a bit empty, but fortunately, it had been taken care of all the time, and there was no dust. Li Qinghe fell back, and the soft big bed sank into a long pit.

The phone that had been nestled all this time turned on again, and it was finally the person who was looking forward to it.

Li Qinghe was too busy to take a shower, so he responded to the message first.

Lin Gu'an, who had just returned home, was also dragged to a party by her former classmates, but she was not in a sudden situation like Li Qinghe's. She told the child in the afternoon, and when the meeting broke up and returned home, she gave the child a party. sent a message.

Li Qinghe held up his mobile phone and sent a message to Lin Guan. The two chatted for half an hour before stopping restraintly and saying good night to each other.

The bright screen went dark again, she put down her phone, raised her hands to cover her face, and stood up to wash after a while.

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