The president who wears books is cold

"You listen to my explanation."

"Do you know the meaning of the word "interpretation"? It is to clear up misunderstandings. Misunderstandings arise from things that have been misinterpreted, but Zhou Ziqian, do you dare to say that you have never betrayed me?"

His words made Zhou Ziqian speechless.

After fiddling with the nails in the box, Xu Lin raised his head and said, "Okay, you can leave here. If you don't leave, I might call the police. Due to your identity and popularity, this may be the first time you come here. first scandal."

From his expression and tone, Zhou Ziqian knew that he was not joking.

After saying that I will come to you again in a few days, Zhou Ziqian turned around feeling a little frustrated.

There was a slight stabbing pain at the apex of his heart, Zhou Ziqian thought as he walked, thinking that this time the pain was stronger than ever before.

To love someone is to give all of one's body and mind. When the two first got together, Xu Lin even thought that it didn't matter if he was under his pressure.

Only now, these thoughts have disappeared with that incident.

When he turned around, Xu Lin found that the four decorators in the room were all staring at him blankly. Thinking of what he had just said, he whispered again: "Sorry."

His expression was as usual, and the bone-piercing chill on his body had all disappeared.

Thinking that this person had a bad temper, the four of them swallowed a mouthful of saliva in unison, and at the same time quickened the movements of their hands.

When returning home, Xu Lin saw Xie Junnan leaning against the elevator door.

Xu Lin could not help but reach out and rub his hair for waiting here so politely even though he knew the password of the apartment.

Xie Junnan...

My eldest brother is definitely a pervert. He obviously had such a fierce quarrel with himself some time ago, and he was still thinking about how to speak up, but in a blink of an eye, he was rubbing his hair fondly like a normal person.

Or was Zhou Ziqian's stimulation too much, and his mental state became more and more bad?

Thinking of this, Xie Junnan opened his eyes wide in horror.

Xu Lin turned a blind eye to this, raised the bag in his hand, and said, "It just so happened, I bought fish, and I'm leaving, go upstairs, and I'll cook for you."

In that world, or this world, Xu Lin has always been alone. His indifference to family affection is not because of his intention, but because of the environment.

Coupled with his excessive rationality, rather than relying on this kind of empty emotion, he believes more in the achievements he has made, such as the well-drawn design draft or the brand-new room, from which he obtains satisfaction and emotion.

It's just that once you try some things, you will gradually become addicted, just like Xie Junnan's kindness to himself unconsciously and from the heart, knowing that he shouldn't, but he is reluctant to push it away after all.

Thinking of Xie Junnan's well-founded accusations against him on the day the truth came out, Xu Lin just pursed his lips.

Seeing his eldest brother washing vegetables and cooking as usual, Xie Junnan finally leaned over uneasy.

"Brother, Zhou Ziqian is a scumbag. If you separate, you will leave. Based on your conditions, you will definitely find someone who is thousands of times better than him in the future. So brother, don't think too much!"

At the end of the sentence, Xie Junnan patted Xu Lin's shoulder as if comforting.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a large pet dog suitable for keeping. Xu Lin smiled and said, "I'm fine."

"It's okay! If it was okay, you would have quarreled with me like that! Damn! Except when you were a child, you have never talked to me so fiercely!"

"What I'm stating is just a fact. Even if we are brothers, we shouldn't interfere too much in each other's emotional life."

"Then I'm not worried about you..."

The voice gradually weakened at the end, Xu Lin put the washed fish into the boiling soup, and said indifferently: "But we are still two independent individuals, Xie Junnan, you are too emotionally dependent on me , although it is a family, most people, whether intentional or not, from the day of work or marriage, the relationship between family members will gradually become estranged, so in the final analysis, as a grown man, the only thing you can rely on is yourself .”

After hearing what he said, Xie Junnan understood the difference between the two.

His brother is too sensible, and he is too emotional.After a pause, Xie Junnan said, "Brother, did something happen to you when you were studying abroad?"

"why do you say so?"

"Why are you so pessimistic?"

"The facts are like this."

"Does that mean that when you get married in the future... No, no, it means that when you meet someone you like in the future, or if I get married, will you leave me alone?"

"It's not so absolute, but the relationship between each other will indeed be more distant than it is now."

"Tch, I don't believe it, I know, as long as I ask you for help, no matter what you were doing at that time, you will definitely put down what you are doing and come to save me."

I don't know whether to say he is innocent or optimistic, Xu Lin turned off the fire, and said perfunctorily, "That's right."

"Brother, actually, although you look cold, you have a soft heart."

"You know again?"

"Ah, you are my brother, of course I know!"

Xu Lin nodded and did not speak again.

"By the way! Brother! Since when did you like men?! Why didn't I know about this at all?!"

Xie Junnan's way of thinking has always been out of bounds. Xu Lin had just set the table and chopsticks, and when he saw him rushing out, he could only shake his head and said, "It was like this when I was very young."

Xie Junnan stood behind him and thought for a while, then said: "Then... the person you liked at that time was Brother Shuyan?"

After hearing what he said, Xu Lin quickly turned his face cold.

Thinking of the conversation between the two just now, Xie Junnan waved his hands fearfully, and said, "Okay, I know I was wrong, and I will never interfere in your emotional life again."

When eating, Xie Junnan always felt that something was wrong. After a while, he remembered it belatedly and said, "That's right! Where's Li Xin?!"

Thinking of his haughty character, Xu Lin put a piece of fish in Xie Junnan's bowl, and said, "It should be moved away."

"What do you mean should be?!" After a pause, Xie Junnan said cautiously, "Did you quarrel?"

"almost."

"Brother! Can I live here tonight?"

"Just tonight."

"Cut, stingy!"

Seeing Xu Lin glaring at him, Xie Junnan automatically lowered his head. After a while, he raised his head nervously and said, "Brother, are you really alright?"

"Well, also, I'm not the kind of duplicity."

For the sadness in the heart or the disappointment after a few years, guide yourself with another positive thought, and gradually, he will let go and forget.

In the final analysis, he was actually just selfish. Instead of enduring the long-lasting pain, it would be better to cut it off with one knife, in exchange for peace of mind on both sides.

"Boss, are you still leaving? There are many things waiting for you to do in the company."

The first draft of clothing design for next year's autumn and winter, the upcoming jewelry bags, and the total sales of the previous season...

All the daily work around Zhou Ziqian in the past, until today, he suddenly felt a little bit less interested.

For more than a month, he kept looking for Xie Weiqi, trying to make him forgive himself.

But that man treated him like a stranger, even if he looked haggard and reeked of alcohol, he would never look at him more.

It seemed that Zhou Ziqian realized how determined this person's character was until this day.

They are already adults, and they know what is more important. Compared with their own career and life, the so-called heartbeat is probably nothing special.

Except for that dull ache in the apex of my heart when I think of this man.

Pushing away the few foreign wine bottles in front of him, Zhou Ziqian lay on the table and brushed his hair back with his hands, and said, "Help me book a plane ticket for tomorrow morning, I'll go back to China tomorrow, but...loly, you stay here Do something for me."

Xu Lin's request was very simple. After more than a month, his design studio had been renovated. After interviewing many self-proclaimed designers, he finally left two people behind.

Zuo Lin and Wang Mian are both older than him. Zuo Lin is good at simple and avant-garde designs, and Wang Mian likes Chinese style.

After signing the contract with each other, Xu Lin sent them out.

"Mr. Xie, can I take a moment of your time?"

Seeing that it was Zhou Ziqian's assistant, Xu Lin shook his head and said, "No."

"Adrian has left, I just wanted to show you something."

Due to the insistence of the blond female assistant, Xu Lin still went to the place she wanted to take her.

"This is what Adrian gave you, including this apartment and the clothes in it. Those clothes... He designed and made them for you since the day he met you."

The clothes adhered to his usual design style, the style was simple and he only worked hard on the details. Looking at the dressing room, which was almost the size of a room next to him, with nearly a hundred sets of clothes hanging in it, Xu Lin shook his head and returned the key in his hand to him. The female assistant said, "I don't want the apartment. As for the clothes in it, if you donate them, throw them away, or sell them secretly, that's all your business."

Loly looked at him in disbelief, and said, "Don't...the clothes designed by Adrian are the only ones in the world! No one else will have them!"

"No, he just wants to use these things to make me remember him."