as long as you love

"You are here," she said.

Sighing, she put her bag on the bar and sat down beside him.

"Tell me, those competitors, what would they look like if they saw the always domineering Young Master Hua look so depressed?"

Nanjing propped his head on his arms, looked in the direction of Huayuru, and asked indifferently.

Huayuru's black leather jacket was put aside, and he was wearing a delicate lapel shirt and a slim suit vest.He didn't respond to her words, but shook the ice cubes in the glass. "How did you come?"

"Can't I come as a friend?—Or in Hua Shao's heart, I am nothing but a working partnership?"

Huayu Confucianism smiled: "Nanjing, you know that's not what I mean. I regard you as a friend."

"Just friends?" Nan Jing had a mysterious expression, finally sighed, took his cup, and took a long sip, "I think my life is also quite a failure."

"..."

"It's hard to fall in love with a man, and it's fine to ignore my overtures, and still want to be friends with me...haha." Nan Jing raised the empty cup in front of him, and asked again: "What are you talking about?" Say! Am I a failure?"

Hua Yuru was a little helpless, he took another empty wine glass and asked the waiter to pour it for him.

"The high-achieving students of M University fail, so how can others live?" Obviously, they didn't pick up the other party's topic directly.

Nan Jing stared at him for a few seconds.

"Yuru, do you know?" she said, "Sometimes you are really cruel."

Huayuru's brows narrowed, and he didn't speak for a long time. He held the glass with his slender and strong fingers, lifted it up, and took another sip.

It seems to be the default.

"Drink," Nan Jing said, her white and reddish cheeks showed a trace of imperceptible sadness and sadness, "Today I will accompany you, and I will not rest until I get drunk."

......

early morning.

Huayu Confucianism woke up from sleep.

The birds outside the window twittered a few times.He rubbed his slightly aching head and looked around his surroundings.

It's like a hotel.

Not his everyday scheduled style.

Yesterday... what did he do?

Drinking at Butterfly, I met Nan Jing.Then what?

The brain is like a fragment.Can't think of anything.

He has always been a good drinker and has strong self-control. He rarely allows himself to drink to such a state of ignorance.Yesterday...was it really that sad?

He smiled wryly.

Move sideways out of bed.

I saw the post-it note on the bedside table.

-

"Big boss, the tutor is urging you to hand in your thesis. I'm going back to country D today. You drank too much last night and helped you book a nearby hotel. I hope you have a good night's sleep. ——from Jing."

He smiled.I felt a little better suddenly.

"Dad." Hua Qi called out.

The man on the opposite side gave the suitcase in his hand to the person who followed to pick up the plane, and he came up and hugged the boy's shoulder.

"I've grown taller." Hua Xianjie patted Hua Qi's shoulder and said with a smile, "Catch up with your brother soon."

Hua Qi paused.

The other party's words were unintentional or tentative.He responded vaguely, and followed the other person forward.

On a large screen in an excellent location at the airport, advertisements are being broadcast.

Hua Qi casually glanced a few times, and then locked his gaze.

A handsome, mature man with an air of confidence.The large-scale application of the British style white texture picture is blended and sublimated with the noble temperament of the man's gestures.

That's GM's new ad this year.

Hua Xianjie also saw it.

"GM is our partner in Europe. Their creative team invited your brother to participate in the commercial shooting, just considering the need to expand the company's market influence, so they agreed. What do you think?"

A British brand actually uses a Chinese as a model, and it is also the invisible heir of the Taicheng Group. One can imagine the sensational impact it can bring and the company's advertising benefits.

"Very good." Hua Qi said.I glanced at it a few more times, then retracted it without squinting.

Hua Xianjie glanced at his face calmly, then changed the subject.

"How was school? Did you make any new friends?"

"good."

What does it mean?

Hua Xianjie also felt that he had been failing in communication with his youngest son.

Resisting the feeling of frustration, he guided and asked, "I heard that you have a girlfriend?"

Hua Qi paused.

Hear the other party continue to say:

"When will you bring it back for me and your mother to see?"

"..."

Hua Qi has always known that his situation is no secret to them, but it still makes him very uncomfortable to be pointed out in such a straightforward manner.

There is a sense of being spied on and controlling your life.Very upset.very weak.

He suppressed the eagerness in his heart with force.

"It didn't work out in the end. If you and mother are really anxious, let brother get married first."

A relaxed and indifferent tone.Hua Xianjie didn't pursue the disobedience in these words for the first time, but looked at him in surprise.

Indifferent expression.A cold profile with no emotion.

This kid is very thoughtful.

Hua Xianjie sighed in his heart.

Hua Qi said this half-pissed off, but in fact he was suffocated in pain, but he also felt a kind of self-torture pleasure.

Numb, painful, all mixed together.

If I don't pierce myself from time to time, I don't know if I still feel it.

So be it.Bloody, but alive, how wonderful.

The winter in City S is not at all worry-free. A group of people walked out of the airport hall one after another, and took the outdoor elevator, the chills directly penetrated their limbs.

Hua Qi let out a breath of air, and lifted the scarf around his neck a little more.

"Brother, let's go over there and have a look."

Taylor Street.The girl held her boyfriend's arm and pointed to a crowded place.

It's almost Chinese New Year.The streets are very lively, full of compradors buying new year's goods and businesses engaging in activities.

The girl pointed out that it was a beverage merchant.There is activity at the door.A large-character screen displaying numbers and a button. When a person stands on the stage and presses the button accurately when the number on the digital screen jumps to 10.00 to make it stop, a box of drinks can be won.Every time a person is changed, the number will be reset to zero.

People kept going up to try it, and then came down amidst people's regrets—just a few tenths of a second away.

"Brother, I want to play." Wang Lingli held Hua Qi's hand and looked at him eagerly.

"Then go." Hua Qi looked at her with a smile.

The girl was still looking at him eagerly.

Hua Qi understood: "You want me to go?"

Her eyes lit up and she nodded.

Hua Qi raised his eyes and looked at the jumping digital screen again, frowning slightly, "You go." He said.

Wang Lingli was a little disappointed, but he went by himself.

From one to 10, it finally stopped at 10.25.

Wang Lingli walked down, unhappy, "I'm so stupid."

"It depends on luck," Hua Qi said, "I might not be as strong as you."

"Brother, you are talking nonsense. You must be better than me. Last time I heard your classmate say that you got a perfect score in the math test."

...That time it was because I did it after class, there was enough time, and the questions were relatively simple.

But...does that have anything to do with this?

Hua Qi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he took the other party's scarf: "Let's go, don't play this anymore, I'll buy you something to drink."

After turning over the thickened curtain and entering the mall, it immediately became warm.

The girl rubbed her cold hands, and whenever she got naughty, she stuffed it into his right pocket.

Hua Qi smiled, let her go, and walked over to the tea shop as usual.

"Two cups of fruit tea."

The clerk was also a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old. When she saw the two of them leaning over, her eyes seemed to sparkle, and she continued to ask, "Do you want the hot one or the iced one?"

"It's hot." Hua Qi smiled cheekily.

Does anyone still want ice this season?

He turned his head and asked Wang Lingli: "Do you want anything else?"

The girl shook her head, as if she was obsessed with the hand in his pocket: as long as my hand stays here, the rest is optional.

The female clerk reported the list to the people inside to do it.

Hua Qi put his hands in his pockets and stood upright.It's like a big hugging bear is stuck around.

He said: "My pocket is going to be crushed by you." The three hands rested.

"Yeah. If it's broken, I'll help my brother sew it up." The girl was still smiling.

Didn't buy another one...

Hua Qi shook his head and let her go.

Suddenly there was a slightly surprised and hesitant shout from the other end:

——"Aqi?"

The two turned their heads away.Hua Qi saw Xiao Qianqian standing three steps away.Carrying shopping paper bags for two clothes, looking at them in surprise.

The author has something to say:

The first local snow.

Everyone pay attention to add clothes. (^_^)

As the end of the term approaches, study and review should also pay attention to the body.

Boo~ Blowing a kiss in the snow for you