Alive

Winter in Seoul is extremely cold.The cold air coming down from the Mongolian plateau sharply cut the clouds over Seoul, and the breath was icy.Quan Zhixian stood on the balcony connected to the living room, holding hot black tea, quietly watching the snowflakes falling in mid-air in the lingering heat.

It was the end of the year in a blink of an eye, and the brothers became more and more busy, busy with various award ceremonies and awards.Zhixian couldn't help much, and it was time to hand in the thesis he promised to the professor, so he stayed alone in the room for a long time, flipping through the materials, typing on the keyboard, like any student of this age.

Christmas is coming, but she is not in any excited mood.It seems that a person is outside the lively festival atmosphere, like a bystander.There is no boyfriend who is tired of being together, and there is no one you like who needs to work hard to dress up in order to get a little attention.There are only five older brothers who are too familiar with each other. Perhaps, they also need to be with work on Christmas Day.

Only myself is left.

It was still Chester's amazing voice that woke up Quan Zhixian, who was immersed in his own world, and put the teacup on the coffee table by the balcony.The black tea has cooled, and the curling mist no longer rises, and the tea leaves lie quietly at the bottom of the cup, losing the power to sink and float.The room was quiet, only the sound of the clock "TikTok" moving tirelessly, and perhaps Chester's powerful roar.

Looking at the incoming call with a certain Paris area code on the screen, Zhixian sighed and picked up the phone (the conversation was in Chinese, the big V said it was troublesome to speak French): "What's wrong?"

"Vio, do you have a date for Christmas?" On the other end of the receiver was the lively voice of old friend Franois.

"No. I suppose you know I don't have a chaperone, and I don't have time to fly to Paris for your ball?"

"Aha, I think you misunderstood. I mean, I can come to Korea to spend Christmas with you." Franois explained with a smile: "You know, I have never spent Christmas in an Asian country. I want to give it a try this time, I think you will treat me well, for God's sake!" The following words have the usual coquettish taste.

"Okay, okay, since you want to come." Zhixian rubbed his hair helplessly, knowing that there was nothing good about this guy's call, and said rather angrily: "I think you can't bear to be without Stella." Christmas, right? She chased after her even though she rejected it?" Stella is Lin Xiyuan, probably Xiyuan is thinking about how to spend a warm Christmas with Brother Shengli after a long absence, why is this guy here to join in the fun?

The other end of the phone was silent for two seconds: "Violete, you know. If it is not so tormenting, then it must not be an unforgettable love. Even if Stella rejected me ten thousand times, I still have no way to reject my heart Think about her." His voice trembled slightly, revealing some weakness and pain.

"I just want to breathe the air of the same city and look at the same sky as her at Christmas time."

Lin Xiyuan, what evil did you do!Such a good, high-quality handsome guy with a pure boy's heart is riddled with holes by you, how can you let me refuse someone's little wish? !Never mind, solve the troubles you caused yourself!Ji-hyun has made up her mind to grant François' paltry wish, well, for God's sake.

"Okay, then please remember to email me to inform me of your arrival time in Seoul, so that I can pick you up."

"There's no need for emails, I'm ready to board the plane now, and you'll see me in about 12 hours!" Hearing Zhixian's promise to himself, Franois's voice was full of joy.Aha, Violete, I have a surprise for you, I hope you like it.

"Hey, hello!..." Before Zhixian could react, the phone was hung up, presumably because he didn't want Zhixian to have any chance to refute.I have to say that Franois once again proved that friends who know him deeply are nemesis.

Now, at 8:15 am Seoul time, after deducting the delay due to weather and so on, there are about 13 hours left for myself to prepare.

Zhixian powerlessly put down the phone that had been hung up, thinking.After a while, he picked up his mobile phone and sent a text message to Lin Xiyuan, the instigator, happily informing her of the upcoming arrival of Mr. François.It's better to be happy alone than to be happy together.

Not to mention Miss Lin Xiyuan's headache and helplessness after receiving the text message, at this moment Quan Zhixian is not in the mood to appreciate Luoxue at all, and he has planned everything by using his excellent working ability that he has grown up since becoming an assistant, picking up the airport, staying at the hotel, etc.

Then, I sent a text message to tell my brother that he might not return tonight.

A certain brother who received the text message was very nervous. Of course, Mr. Tapu who was watching was also very nervous.The common question entrenched in my heart is: who will Zhixian be with, and will he not return at night? !

Knowing that he was going to pick up a good friend who came over, the elder brother was relieved, and told Ji Hyun to be careful on the way.Choi Seung-hyun, who was completely focused on the fact that the person he was going to pick up was a "male creature", was a little stunned, followed by a strong sense of uneasiness.But obviously, his identity is just brother Zhixian's teammate, more closely speaking, he is a brother with a good relationship.He didn't have any reason to stop Zhixian from meeting a man who didn't know if he was a lover, did he?

Sitting aside bitterly, he plugged in his earphones to block out all sounds.

KE20 from France at 47:901 Seoul time

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Flight 1755 arrived in Seoul.

Standing at the exit, Zhixian waited quietly, without holding up a silly sign, she believed that François' eyes, which were comparable to infrared scanners, would be able to spot herself in the crowd.Guaranteed by Lin Xiyuan's personality.

Sure enough, the blond-haired boy waved at Zhixian at the first moment. If he hadn't been pushing the luggage cart, he might have rushed up to give Zhixian a warm hug and kiss.

However, at the moment when he saw François, Zhixian's pupils tightened because of the familiar figure beside him.Damn Franois, why didn't you tell me Vincent was coming too? !

The tall young man was wearing a silver-gray long windbreaker, and his dark brown slightly curly soft hair seemed to be a little long. Through the brown lenses, the jewel-like gray eyes were looking at him with a smile.Even with a luggage trolley, it still looks elegant and calm like an aristocrat strolling under the red leaves of Fontainebleau.

☆、29 Seeing each other is worse than not seeing each other