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"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you...!"

Wu Xie looked at the small pink envelope handed to her eyes, and secretly smiled.

One month into school, this is already the third love letter he has received, but unfortunately none of them are for him, they are for him to pass on to Xie Yuchen.

Wu Xie took the letter and walked to the dormitory while thinking in his heart: There are quite a lot of young girls and boys who are in love in this university. It is not too common to ask someone to deliver love letters. If you develop this into a small business...

"Damn, are you too vicious? You want to earn all this money?" Xie Yuchen listened to Wu Xie's thoughts and despised him: "A profiteer!"

Wu Xiehun didn't care, but smiled and said, "How can you say it's immoral? I'm helping them, and I'm not just delivering letters, I'm also giving ideas and saying good things. It's 2 yuan a time, it's It’s a lifetime thing! How worth it?!”

"Bah!" Xie Yuchen scolded with a smile, "Are you still giving advice to others? Come here and let me ask you, have you ever accepted a love letter when you grow up so old? Huh?"

"..." Wu Xie was a little sluggish, smacking his lips and said, "Can't we not expose the shortcomings?"

Xie Yuchen couldn't help laughing: "Tell you, don't go, or I will ask your boss to deduct your salary!"

Wu Xie was annoyed: "Fake the public to benefit the private!"

Xie Yuchen glanced at him indifferently, and admitted: "That's right."

Wu Xie lay down on the table, tears streaming down his face.

After a hasty dinner, Wu Xie tidied up a bit and went to work. The bar is not far from the school, and it takes about half an hour to walk there.Although Xie Yuchen has been persuading him to buy a bicycle, Wu Xie still thinks it is better to save the money, because he still has to pay the tuition next semester!

In the box on the second floor of the "Old Nine Gates" bar, Aning was sitting on the sofa in a tight black leather jacket, slowly shaking the red wine glass in his hand, elegant and sexy.

On the other side of the sofa, Zhang Qiling sat expressionlessly, silent.

Aning took a sip of the red wine, smiled and spoke first: "Let's say it first, I will definitely not marry you."

Zhang Qiling looked at her, and couldn't help being a little surprised. The usual blind date partners are basically very enthusiastic, and occasionally they are cold, and they have never spoken so bluntly.

As if seeing what the other party was thinking, Ah Ning put down his wine glass, then sat down beside Zhang Qiling, and said, "However, in order to save trouble, I think it's better for us to cooperate with each other in acting, and you don't want to be often Are people forcing you to come on a blind date?"

"Why me?" Zhang Qiling asked.

Aning smiled and said, "Because I can see that you are not interested in women ~ there will definitely be no real fake things happening in the future."

Zhang Qiling stared at Aning, and asked calmly, "Aren't you interested in women?"

Ignoring the dangerous aura in Zhang Qiling's eyes, Ah Ning puffed out her chest and smiled proudly: "You are not interested in me, let alone other women?"

Zhang Qiling was rarely speechless: "You are very confident."

Aning did not deny it: "How is it? Do you want to cooperate with me? Don't worry, I am still in my senior year, and I will continue to take graduate and doctoral exams after graduation. We will definitely not have the trouble of being forced to marry by our family in the short term~"

Zhang Qiling withdrew his gaze and thought about it secretly.

"I know your father is interested in my grandfather's power and wealth abroad. It's rare that you didn't pretend to pursue me because of these. I appreciate you very much. Maybe we will be good partners or friends in the future." Ah Ning continued.

"What about you, what benefits do you have?" Zhang Qiling asked.

Aning was taken aback, then smiled and said, "I'm an unmarriageist."

Zhang Qiling frowned slightly, he had never heard of this term.

"You don't need to understand this, and you don't need to understand me. You just need to tell me whether you agree with it or not." Ah Ning said.

Zhang Qiling pondered for a moment and said, "It's only temporary."

Aning shrugged: "You can break up whenever you want~"

Zhang Qiling nodded, hesitated for a while, and asked, "Where are you going, I'll see you off."

Ah Ning understood, it seemed that she was not the only one who was being watched for blind dates.

"Peking University, send me to Peking University."

Zhang Qiling stood up and walked out of the private room first.

After the guests left, the front desk notified Wu Xie to come and clean up. Seeing the clean and tidy box and the only glass of red wine on the table, Wu Xie couldn't help sighing: If only all the guests could make people feel so relieved!

Day by day, Wu Xie's waiters do a very comfortable job, they earn a lot of money and tips, and because of Xie Yuchen's backing, even if they encounter drunkards and make troubles, the boss will always go to Wu Xie and never let him suffer.

One month, two months, three months, four months, and it's the end of the year again.

After all the final exams are over, the school will be on holiday. Lao You and Wang Meng have returned home one after another. The "Old Nine Gates" bar also closed early. Xie Yuchen stayed with Wu Xie in the dormitory because his home is in Beijing. a few days.

On the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, Wu Xie took Yuchen with great interest to go to Donglaishun to eat hot pot with the small coffers he had saved. Apart from eating meat, he also wanted to thank him.

"Come on! Xiaohua, I respect you for this cup! If it weren't for you, I might have starved to death!" Wu Xie smiled heartily...

Xie Yuchen looked at the drunk Wu Xie with a headache, and drank tea with him silently.

During the new year, everyone else was reunited with their families, but Wu Xie was only accompanied by Xie Yuchen. When the 28th of the twelfth lunar month, even Xie Yuchen had to go home.

"Xiaohua... next semester, I plan to, myself! Go there, Gu! Palace!" Wu Xie held the wine bottle with one hand, looked at Xie Yuchen with blurred eyes, and said intermittently: "He said he would take me Go...but he ran away! I had to go by myself."

Xie Yuchen knew who Wu Xie was talking about: "You must have held back a lot these years, so let's say it all today, and you can't always get over this hurdle."

Wu Xie flattened her mouth: "Xiaohua, you don't know... I can't get over this hurdle. No matter how much I talk, I can't get over it."

Xie Yuchen's head hurt even more: "What are you talking about? There is nothing in this world that you can't live through. You can't be single forever. Even if you can't find your biological parents in the future, you will still have a wife and children. By then your The focus of life will shift, and gradually I will forget about my brother."

"He's not my brother!" Wu Xie suddenly regained his energy and spoke fluently: "We don't have the slightest blood relationship, what kind of brother and brother are we!?"

Xie Yuchen stared blankly at Wu Xie, who suddenly yelled, and was about to act first to restrain him to avoid trouble, when he suddenly languished again, lying on the table and muttering: "But... isn't it brother? How about... I still like him..."

"!"

Xie Yuchen felt as if he had heard something terrible! ! !

"Wu Xie?! Xiao Xie! What are you talking about?! I rely on you not to sleep! Get up!" Xie Yuchen pushed Wu Xie hard, and when he saw that he didn't respond, he shouted anxiously: "Zhang Qiling is here!"

Wu Xie sat up straight and looked around: "Where, where is it?"

Xie Yuchenhan, no need to ask, those words are 100% true...

For five years, Wu Xie has been thinking about Zhang Qiling crazily every day. Gradually, he can no longer lie to himself. The memories of the past and the pain after parting, the longing every day and night, every minute and every second, the years have accumulated in Wu Xie's heart. What is important is not the kinship of flesh and blood, but the unforgettable love.

When Wu Xie finally realized this, he was even more painful.

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