The president who wears books is cold

It was already July, Zhou Ziqian looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, thought about it, and then called Xu Lin.

Xu Lin's voice is very pleasant, clear, with a bit of masculine magnetism and deepness. Although Zhou Ziqian never told him, every time he heard Xu Lin's voice, he felt itchy in his ears and numb in his heart.

"Why don't you speak?"

Hearing Xu Lin asking himself, Zhou Ziqian came back to his senses and deliberately said in an affectionate tone: "I miss you."

"idiot."

There was no emotion in his voice, but he felt that he was in a good mood.

Zhou Ziqian raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and said, "What are you doing?"

"Go to work, how about you? Are you back?"

"Well, and... I moved the company's headquarters here, and I will stay here for a long time in the future."

Zhou Ziqian did not design a single piece of clothing a few years ago.

He used to be very good at this, and gained a lot of fame and wealth by it. At that time, many people were proud to own a jacket or a leather bag designed by him.

But talent is similar to love, and it also has a bit of illusory meaning.

Come and go without a trace, until Zhou Ziqian found out one day, he had already lost this ability that he was once proud of.

For this reason, he was depressed and angry, but after finding that this was useless, he began to try to change careers.

Although he can no longer design clothes, his aesthetic and taste are still there.

Combining his own advantageous environment and looking at the overall situation, he gradually focused his attention on emerging brands with simple and outstanding designs, but not too expensive.

Zhou Ziqian has always been the kind of person who judges the situation and uses all the resources around him.

He wanted to be the agent of those brands in China, and by chance, he met a woman whose family had opened more than a dozen high-end chain department stores in China, so soon, he started pursuing that woman and quickly got married with her marry.

Afterwards, his business went smoothly, and in the second year after his marriage, that woman gave birth to a pair of lively and lovely twins for him.

Many times, Zhou Ziqian thought that his life would continue in such a state.

Revolving around family and career, when he is old and his children grow up one day, he can retire, and then travel abroad with his wife occasionally, or help take care of his son and daughter's children at home.

But women are always a kind of magical creature. When the child was two years old, he just accidentally glanced at his wife, and his wife smashed the blue and white porcelain scarf in her hand that she had just bought from the auction house.

She said that Zhou Ziqian looked at her as if he was looking at a stranger. He didn't love himself at all. He just wanted to use her for his own career?

love?What a fantastic term that is?

Zhou Ziqian had been moved by many people before, maybe it was the eye contact between himself and the other person, or the expression when he raised his head unconsciously with a little tomato juice on the corner of the person's mouth.

But every time the word love is mentioned, Zhou Ziqian always thinks of the first night when he and Xu Lin dated.

The wind came in from the car window, and Xu Lin next to him looked a little nervous, but pretended to be calm. Every time he saw him like this, the corners of Zhou Ziqian's mouth would involuntarily rise.

I was in a good mood, with a little anticipation and excitement.

Comparing the two, Zhou Ziqian found that he really didn't love his wife.

Zhou Ziqian's wife was from a good family background and well-bred. She had a fierce argument with him, and the two divorced quickly. Afterwards, she took her two children and immigrated to a small country with pleasant scenery in Europe.

Zhou Ziqian felt sorry for his children, but because of this sorry, he never went there to visit them once.

Although they are not short of money, he can only make up for it with money.

"That's pretty good, but... You shouldn't be returning to the root of the fallen leaves for the same reason, right?"

Zhou Ziqian hated aging, and also hated hearing other people mention such topics. After a cold snort, he said, "I'm only 36 this year, and I'm in the prime of my life..."

Hearing Xu Lin's laughter on the other end of the phone, Zhou Ziqian realized that he was deliberately making fun of himself.

This feeling is very nostalgic. After a moment of silence, Zhou Ziqian said: "Xu Lin, do you still remember that I designed some clothes for you back then? Then you gave them to one of my assistants here?"

The design of those clothes can best reflect Zhou Ziqian's level at that time, like a peak. Since then, his design talent has been exhausted little by little, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Xu Lin's voice didn't seem to have changed in any way, he just said flatly, "I remember."

"My assistant married abroad, and she sent back those clothes intact."

"After so many years, she has kept it?"

Hearing the surprise in his tone, Zhou Ziqian snorted dissatisfiedly, and said, "I was talented and highly sought after."

Xu Lin didn't argue with him this time, but said, "What are you going to do with those clothes?"

"Do you still want?"

"It's been so many years..."

The design of the fabric style was already outdated early in the morning, Zhou Ziqian responded, then changed the subject and said, "Can you invite me to dinner tonight?"

"I have something to do tonight..."

Seeing that Zhou Ziqian didn't speak, Xu Lin laughed again and said, "About Bei Wang's colleague to BBQ at home, together?"

Thinking of Li Xin, Zhou Ziqian couldn't help being irritable, but because of Xu Lin, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, he finally had to agree.

Xu Lin is now living with Li Xin in the house he designed for Li Xin back then. Every time he mentioned this, Li Xin looked proud, and Zhou Ziqian snorted coldly, thinking that the house I lived in was also designed by Xu Lin.

That time he let Xu Lin do it, and when the finished product came out, he opened the door. Although it was a bit mean, he also liked that style very much.

The living room is mainly black, and two walls, one meter high and two meters long, are built on the right side, half a meter apart, filled with mud, and planted with large cactus specially airlifted from Mexico.

But the thorns are few and thick, and it looks rich in color, as if formed by the condensation of green paint.

The bedroom on the second floor is nearly [-] square meters, and it is dominated by warm but different shades of blue. The most special thing is its ceiling, but the white partitions are closed on both sides, revealing the sky outside.

In the middle of the night, when Zhou Ziqian looked there, he always felt like he was in the wild.

He was lying on the bed, covered with a quilt, and because of the gap between imagination and reality, he felt satisfied and happy in his heart.

Only then did he realize that Xu Lin knew him better than anyone else.

But it was precisely because of this understanding that he turned around resolutely back then.

For so many years, it was Zhou Ziqian who couldn't let go.

Zhou Ziqian and Li Xin were at odds all the time. Seeing him walking into the courtyard with a bottle of red wine, Li Xin, who was wearing a dark shirt and holding a plate of raw chicken wings, immediately let out a cold snort from his nose, and Zhou Ziqian replied. A half-smile expression.

Zhou Ziqian always remembered the scene when he saw him for the first time. At that time, he and Xu Lin were standing in the entrance and kissing. Li Xin who was not far away looked at them with a stupid face.

At that time, he had an instinctive dislike for Li Xin, and after many years, this dislike only increased.

Zhou Ziqian hadn't seen Li Xin for a while, but when he met this time, he only felt that this person seemed to be more mature and restrained.

Over the years, he has taken good care of General Bang, coupled with his status as an artist in the past, his every move has attracted much attention.

With his good ability and outstanding appearance, coupled with the power and wealth he now possesses, he was once known as the number one diamond king in this city.

But Li Xin came out publicly a few years ago.

He did not disclose the name of his lover, but made a true confession that touched many people.

Although Zhou Ziqian hated him from the bottom of his heart, he actually admired Li Xin somewhat.

To be specific to feelings, once you identify a person, it is a lifetime thing.

Zhou Ziqian knew that he and Xu Lin had been separated for four years. If it was Li Xin, he would have slept with countless people early in the morning.

But besides waiting, Li Xin just wanted to.

Probably because of this reason, he was the one standing next to Xu Lin in the end.

Xu Lin still painstakingly managed his Beiwang in the past few years. As he and his colleagues won awards in several important international competitions, Beiwang's reputation has also risen all the way.

They did not expand their operations, nor did they break up their partnerships. Except that the fees they charged were several times higher than when they first established Beiwang, everything was as usual.

The relationship between Xu Lin and Bei Wang's colleagues has always been very good, and BBQs of this nature have continued for years.

Looking at the happy group of people in the yard, Zhou Ziqian quickly thought of his family members who originally belonged to Xie Weiqi.

Over the years, they have gradually cut off contact, somewhat implying that they are out of sight and out of mind.

Zhou Ziqian clearly knew that Xu Lin was not Xie Weiqi, but when he thought of what he had said, such as the world exists in a book, he felt that Xu Lin was a little abnormal, and he believed what he said at the time. Those who said these words are also stupid.

"Ziqian."

Zhou Ziqian turned his head and saw Xu Lin who came out with an ice bucket, still wearing his favorite white shirt with the sleeves rolled up.

His appearance was already outstanding, otherwise he wouldn't have caused such a big stir on the Internet with just a single photo.

"It's almost ready, and we can start right away."

Zhou Ziqian nodded and followed behind him.

It wasn't long before Li Xin moved to Xu Lin's side.

Every time I have a dinner party with others, it is a day when Li Xin feels all kinds of stuffy.

There is no way, Xu Lin is too popular, he thinks everyone has bad intentions.

Zhou Ziqian was also heartbroken at the same time, but as long as Li Xin was present, he would not have any chance to get close to Xu Lin.

And what makes him most uncomfortable is that Xu Lin always accommodates him in various ways.

Li Xin told him not to meet her, and he disappeared. If he hadn't found out that he was married, he would probably be strangers to Xu Lin from now on.

In addition, his gaze would always fall on Li Xin from time to time, or even if Li Xin asked him to feed him in front of so many people, he would probably just smile calmly and follow Li Xin's instructions. Do what Xin says.

There's no end to pets!

Every time he saw them like this, Zhou Ziqian would think of what Xu Lin had said to him before, he said that all he wanted was a heart, and if someone was willing to give it to him, he would give everything he had and only be good to that person.

After all, it was lost. Zhou Ziqian put down the plate in his hand and no longer had any appetite.

After eating and helping them clean up the yard, a group of people said goodbye to them.

Before getting into the car, Zhou Ziqian looked back at them again.

The two stood on the steps, and in the night, they held each other's hands and talked in a low voice.

Not sure what they're talking about, but the two look happy.