I, Qinghuan

At 02:30 in the morning, the streets were empty, the sky was covered with snow, and everything was silent.

Qi Yi finally finished the last bit of work at hand, stretched out comfortably, turned off the computer, plugged in the charging cable for the mobile phone, turned off the light socket and got into the warm quilt.When she was about to fall asleep in a daze, there was a knock on the door.

Boom, boom, boom.

Qi Yi woke up immediately, the door was knocked a little anxiously.She immediately crawled out of the comfortable bed and went to the door to check the situation.

As soon as the door was opened, she saw a woman covered in snow standing there with red and swollen eyes. Most of the snow had already melted into water. Her long curly hair, which was originally permed with exquisite curvature, was tragically stuck to the side of her pale face. With a snow-soaked coat, a pair of big sunglasses in one hand, and a wet shirt clinging to his body, there was a sense of embarrassment.

"Zhu Zhu, why are you drenched like this?" Qi Yi became anxious, worried that her appearance would be photographed by the paparazzi, so she asked Zhu Qinghuan to enter the room, "Come in quickly."

Zhu Qinghuan pursed her lips tightly and followed Qi Yi into the room.

"What's wrong? Why did you come to me in the middle of the night?" Qi Yi helped Zhu Qinghuan take over the sunglasses and the wet coat in his hand, "Did you... cry?"

Zhu Qinghuan has a very gentle temperament, most people would not be willing to bully her when looking at her soft and gentle eyes, if she was really bullied, she would just smile and never care about others.Qi Yi and her have been in college for four years, and during the four years, I have never seen her become popular with others. Later, Zhu Qinghuan entered the entertainment circle and became a top-notch flower. She has very dirty words.But Zhu Qinghuan would just lower her eyes and slowly read one by one, without saying anything, not even getting angry, and adding an extra sentence "Thank you for following me" in the automatic reply.For such a slow person, Qi Yi rarely sees her being made to cry.

"Xiao Yi," Zhu Qinghuan's lips were trembling slightly, "she's back."

"Who?" Qi Yi was puzzled.

Zhu Qinghuan raised her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering: "Nan Yang, she's back."

Qi Yi was taken aback, and understood Zhu Qinghuan's fear at the moment.

From the beginning of her memory, Zhu Qinghuan knew that the name of the person she was going to marry was Nan Yang.

More than 20 years ago, Zhu's family opened a small company. When Zhu Jun married Yu Fengli, the company was still developing well. Although it didn't make much money, at least it was always profitable.But after Yu Fengli became pregnant, the whole country encountered an extremely severe financial crisis. Small companies like the Zhu family became cannon fodder inside. It was just that one project went wrong, and all the company's capital chains were completely broken.At that time, Zhu Jun stood on the top floor every day, thinking about whether he should jump down, but if he jumped down, the debt would not be cleared with his death.

At this time, the richest man in the city, the Mei Group, came to Zhu Jun. The chairman Mei Zhongli said, I can save your company and your life.I have only one condition, let your daughter marry my daughter and get married when they grow up.

The desperate Zhu Jun didn't dare to ask Mei Zhongli why he did this, so he compromised and agreed, and agreed to give his unborn daughter to the Mei family in the form of benefit exchange.Mei Zhongli also said, if I come up with the name, I will call it Qinghuan.

Zhu Jun glanced at the dictionary that he could flip through and the names written in the notebook next to him, and nodded humbly to Mei Zhongli.Well, it's all up to you, called Qinghuan.

Since then, the Mei family and the Zhu family have become closer. Mei Zhongli will often come to visit, and care more about the situation of the Zhu family than the relatives of the Zhu family.He personally watched Zhu Qinghuan grow from a baby to a little girl, from a little girl to a girl, and then from a girl to a mature woman.During this period, he kept telling Zhu Qinghuan, when you grow up, you will marry my daughter Nanyang.You remember, you can't like others, you only have one choice, which is Nanyang.

But since childhood, Zhu Qinghuan has never seen Nan Yang that Mei Zhongli was talking about.All she knew was that Nan Yang was 11 years older than herself. She was sent to study in Australia since she was a child and never came back.Mei Zhongli said, when she comes back, it will be the time for you to get married.

She didn't even know what Nan Yang looked like.

"Did your father say that? She's coming back?" Qi Yi looked at Zhu Qinghuan with red eyes distressedly.

"Hmm." Zhu Qinghuan frowned, her voice still choked with sobs, "I had a fight with my dad, and I said I didn't want to marry someone I didn't know, but he didn't promise me."

"Congratulations..."

"Xiao Yi," Zhu Qinghuan's eyes were moist again, "I don't want to be like this, I don't want my marriage...is a rich man's plaything, do you understand?"

Love and marriage should be the most free existence. It is not easy for a person to live alone in the world. It is the most important thing in a woman's life to be able to choose a person she admires for the rest of her life.But she has no choice, her marriage has been sentenced to a fixed sentence since she was born, and the name of the shackles is "Nan Yang".

Who would be willing?

Qi Yi sighed and said, "Let's take a bath first."

Zhu Qinghuan just stood still, her eyes slightly lost in thought: "I want to struggle once."

Qi Yi looked at her, opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, his eyes were full of pity.

"From small to large, my every step has been arranged by Uncle May. I went to the school he picked for me, made friends with the people he picked, was sent into the entertainment circle by him, and even the agency was helped by him. Signed." Zhu Qinghuan's pale face drooped, "But there is only marriage, I want to be the master for once."

"I'll take you to Mei's tomorrow." Qi Yi smiled with relief, "Go to Mr. Mei and tell him everything you want to say."

Zhu Qinghuan hummed, and looked at Qi Yi gratefully: "Thank you, Xiao Yi. I'm sorry to disturb you in the middle of the night."

"Why are you being polite? How long have we been friends?" Qi Yi smiled and touched Zhu Qinghuan's wet head, "Hurry up and take a bath, or you will really catch a cold. How are you going to record the variety show in two days? Woolen cloth?"

Zhu Qinghuan nodded obediently.

.

They only slept for four hours.Early the next morning, Qi Yi, with two dark circles under his eyes, picked up the sleepy Zhu Qinghuan, and slowly took a detour to the Meishi Group Science and Technology Park.There is no way, Qi Yi is a teacher, if he goes to school early to watch the students study by himself, if he is later, he will be late.

It was still snowing heavily, and when they arrived at the destination, Qi Yi gave her an umbrella from the car and told her to be careful to cover the snow.

Zhu Qinghuan woke up from the cold air as soon as she got out of the car.She put on her sunglasses, checked that no one noticed her, then bent down and said goodbye to Qi Yi quickly, and walked towards the entrance of the park with her sunglasses in her hands.

The new security guard at the door hurriedly put down the half-eaten meat bun, and stopped her: "Miss, who are you looking for? Do you have an appointment?"

Zhu Qinghuan buried the lower half of her face in her collar, and replied softly, "I'm looking for you Chairman Mei."

"Mr. Mei hasn't gone to work yet, and there is probably no one in the office. Why don't you wait a moment, and his secretary will come later, and I'll let you in after I confirm it?"

"You..." Zhu Qinghuan was about to say something, but after thinking about it, she didn't want the security to recognize her, so she pursed her lips and asked, "Where am I waiting?"

"Over there," the security guard pointed to the corner of the street, "you can see a bus station when you turn the corner. There is a roof and seats, and there is no air leakage. It is very comfortable."

"Okay," Zhu Qinghuan nodded politely to the security guard, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, you're welcome." The security guard waved his hand happily.

Zhu Qinghuan moved to the bus station step by step in a low-key manner, which the security guard said was like a VIP room. She raised her hand to take off her sunglasses, and wiped the mist on them with the collar.

Turning the corner, the station is close at hand.

The heavy snow covered everything visible to the naked eye with a layer of white, and the wind swept the snow and filled the surrounding air, making everything blurry.

Snowflakes were blown under the umbrella, she squinted her eyes, and through the snow on her eyelashes, she vaguely saw a person sitting next to the stop sign.

A vague outline.

She blinked, and the snow on her eyelashes melted.

The man's appearance suddenly became clear.

It was a young woman, wearing a warm and elegant white down jacket, with long and black hair flowing on the pure white fabric, as beautiful as satin.She was lowering her head to eat a bunch of candied haws that were about to melt, chewing slowly with her bulging mouth, and the yellow syrup stained her snow-white fingertips, giving off a sticky beauty.Those drooping brows and eyes are cold and cold, but it doesn't prevent them from looking good, so that people want to learn a set of sketching skills immediately, and find an artistic container for them.

Extremely black hair, extremely white clothes.The extremely red sugar, the extremely cold person.

If winter can transform into a human being in this season, it must be like this.Pure and clear, cool and unique, the ends of eyebrows and hair are full of endless tranquility, just looking at her, it seems that you can feel the snow blowing in her character.

It seems that she should not belong to this chaotic and impetuous era.

The woman suddenly stopped chewing, and slowly raised her head to look this way.

Zhu Qinghuan looked at those light brown eyes that were like green tea, and her heart suddenly emptied.

The woman was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head, groping in the pocket of the down jacket with her hand without candied haws, took out a pack of tissues after a while, and raised her hand to Zhu Qinghuan from a distance:

"Give."

Zhu Qinghuan was in a daze, "... huh?"

"Wipe it."

The woman raised her hand, as if unwilling to talk much.

Zhu Qinghuan blinked a few times, quickly came back to her senses, and touched her face, only to realize that the snow in the corner of her eyes had melted into wetness at some point.

"Yes, it's snow, the snow has melted..." Zhu Qinghuan explained in a panic, she was afraid that this woman would misunderstand that she was crying.Although there is no shame in crying, it is always bad to be misunderstood.

"Ah."

There is still only one word, cold and distant.

Zhu Qinghuan quickly cleared up her mood, went to the shed, and took the tissue.She silently sat beside the woman, carefully keeping the distance between them.

Did so much snow melt in her eyes?

strangeness.

The woman started eating the bunch of candied haws again, without saying a word, frowning slightly, as if she was worried about how to finish it before the sugar coating melted.

"Give it back to you, thank you, thank you." Zhu Qinghuan handed back the remaining tissue to the woman beside her.

"You keep it."

"Then, thank you."

"Ah."

Zhu Qinghuan swayed back and forth like sitting on pins and needles, the air was silent for a while, she felt a little embarrassed, so she had nothing to say: "You... are you waiting for the bus here?"

"No."

Still simple two words.

"Then you... what are you waiting for?"

"Wait for Mei Zhongli."

"Mei..." Zhu Qinghuan reacted for a while, only to realize that she called Mei Zhongli by name directly, "Are you an employee of Mei's?"

"Employee?" The woman frowned suspiciously, "...well." She was silent for a moment, and asked Zhu Qinghuan, "What about you? Are you waiting for the bus?"

Zhu Qinghuan heard her say so many words in one breath, and asked herself, she couldn't help smiling: "I'm the same as you, waiting for your chairman."

The woman bit off another candied haws, and replied softly, "Yes."

"Actually, it's not a big deal." Zhu Qinghuan didn't like to reveal her sexuality, but she wanted to find something to chat with this woman, and she liked to listen to her talk, "You may not know me, my name is Zhu Qing Huan, have you heard my name? You should have, right? I... I am a star, and I have been frequently searched recently."

The movement of the woman eating candied haws stopped, and after a while, she let out a soft sigh through her nose.

"Of course I know, your name is Qinghuan."

"Really?" Zhu Qinghuan was very happy when she heard that she knew herself, "Then you may just be familiar with my name and didn't click in to see it, so you didn't recognize my face just now."

"..." She didn't speak.

Zhu Qinghuan looked down at her toes, not knowing what to say next.

After a while, the woman took the initiative to speak: "What are you looking for with Mei Zhongli?"

Zhu Qinghuan smiled wryly, logically speaking, she shouldn't talk about this with strangers, who knows if this person is good or bad, will she turn her face and sell herself to a marketing account.But... the marriage relationship between her and the Mei family has long been deliberately released by Mei Zhongli, and it is already known in the circle.What difference does it make?

"It's nothing, you should have seen it from Group Eight or other places, me and Mei..." Zhu Qinghuan frowned, her eyes were full of bitterness, "I...I don't want to..."

"Don't you want to marry Mei's?"

The woman lowered her head and bit the stick dipped in rock sugar, asking vaguely.

Zhu Qinghuan didn't speak.

The woman was silent for a long time, then suddenly turned around and rummaged through her handbag for a while, and after a while, she took out another bunch of strawberries with rock sugar, and her eyes were on her food from beginning to end, "If you really don't want to marry, just marry me directly." She said she wouldn't force you."

Zhu Qinghuan looked at her suspiciously: "He? Which him? Uncle Mei?"

The woman didn't answer, she glanced at the watch on her wrist, stood up suddenly, held up a rock candy strawberry that she had only eaten, and said softly to Zhu Qinghuan: "I'll go first, it's snowing outside, you be careful."

"Then you..." Zhu Qinghuan wanted to say, you don't have an umbrella either, so stay a little longer.

But the woman didn't give her a chance to stay, she turned around and left quickly.Zhu Qinghuan stared blankly at her, seeing that thin back blending with the heavy snow outside, without any snow-drenched embarrassment, even very harmonious, as harmonious as a complete ink painting.

A strange thought flashed in Zhu Qinghuan's mind:

If only the woman had an extra umbrella in her hand.

Moreover, it must be the ancient plain oiled paper umbrella.