The tears shed are quiet, restrained, and insincere.

Zhou Qishen's back of his hand was burned, and tears rolled down, burning tears on his hand.

Lao Cheng and Gu Heping looked at each other, and never had the ability to have fun in serious occasions. Lao Cheng winked at Zhaozhao, and Zhaozhao returned with a very sensible fruit tea. The three of them used the excuse to go upstairs and left this warmth corner to them.

Zhou Qishen didn't ask what was wrong with her, and directly reached out to take her cell phone.

Zhao Xiyin didn't lose her mind, she held her tightly, and didn't loosen her body.

Zhou Qishen was not tough, but just squatted down, slightly lower than her sitting, with her eyes slightly raised and her eyes bright. This is a listening position he often uses, with heavy content in his eyes, which makes people trust and trust.

Zhao Xiyin lost in his gaze and smiled even worse than crying: "It's okay, my mother bought me something, I don't like it, she was angry and just quarrel."

Zhou Qishen nodded, "What did she buy for you?"

"Clothes, bags, you know, she liked to buy them for me before." Zhao Xiyin's voice was hoarse, "It's really okay."

Zhou Qishen has been protecting his own people for eight hundred years. He frowned in displeasure regardless of the past tonight, "If you have a husband to buy it for you, but if you are not the one who is now, you can't afford it. What's the point of getting involved with her?"

Perhaps it was too subtle for the sound of "husband" to be too subtle, and the two fell into a brief silence. Zhou Qishen's thoughts were deep and asked, "Do you still remember what you said to me last time?"

Zhao Xiyin nodded, "Yes."

The man's voice was low and he coaxed: "Speak it out."

“Life is long and not worth it.”

Zhou Qishen smiled, "Yes, remember what he said."

Zhao Xiyin also smiled. When she looked at him, the corners of her mouth and the corners of her eyes were exactly the same. Zhou Qishen felt a fever in his chest and stood up in a daze, "I'll let Lao Cheng take you to dinner later. Tell him what he wants to eat."

Lao Cheng is a generous person. He and Gu Heping had liked Zhao Xiyin in the past. Before Zhou Qishen met Zhao Xiyin, although the relationship between men and women was not corrupt, it was not without them. It was not a matter of length and shortness, all depends on whether he was busy with work. It was probably due to his growing environment since childhood. Zhou Qishen lacked an emotional sense of security, and basically had the mentality of "waiting for others to love".

He likes two of them the most, either to pay for his money, to say something, to get what he needs, not to owe love debts, and not to cause trouble.

Or, he is the one who is "loved" and is so bad that he is clearly decisive.

Zhao Xiyin was really an accident, not in Zhou Qishen’s “emotional rules”. Lao Cheng told Gu Heping that the girl Xiao Zhao lived a transparent life and could warm up Boss Zhou’s exquisite heart.

Now looking back, this sentence was both right and wrong.

Lao Cheng was willing to help Zhou Qishen build this thread, so he naturally arranged the dinner properly. The location was arranged, but Zhou Qishen couldn't say that he could eat it by himself. Fortunately, Zhao Zhao was there, and he was busy with his mouth, so he would eat like he would eat. There was no deliberate matchup, just like an old friend's party.

Zhao Xiyin was nervous before eating, was free when eating, and felt relieved after eating.

When she left, Lao Cheng said he would drive, but he had to let him go. Zhao Zhao said he would take the bus with her. Zhao Zhao was so clever. He jumped with Zhao Xiyin's hand and just decided to do it.

Lao Cheng and Gu Heping went up to the second floor, and Zhou Qishen lies on the sofa to sleep, casually pulling a cartoon "stool"-shaped pillow covering his chest.

Gu Heping twitched, "If you don't go to eat, you're here to play with 'stool'."

Old Cheng was unhappy, "Zhao Zhao caught the baby that day, so don't question her vision."

"You two are not finished." Gu Heping was sore that he had goosebumps.

Lao Cheng said to Zhou Qishen: "Don't worry, Zhaozhao will accompany her. When they get home, I will drive to pick Zhaozhao up."

Zhou Qishen then raised his eyelids, "Will she feel better when she was having a meal?"

"It's pretty good." Lao Cheng is a sensible person. "You are afraid that you are present, so she will be restrained from eating."

Zhou Qishen sat up, unscrewed the bottle cap and drooled, and said, "She is in a bad mood today. I don't want her to have any worries about me again. Zhao Zhao is here, I'm relieved. Thank you, Lao Cheng."

"You're going to pull the ball, right? Say thank you and get out of here." Lao Cheng frowned.

Gu Heping didn't know what to say for a moment, but just sighed: "Brother Zhou, Xiaoxi has been back for half a year. To be honest, I didn't understand your thoughts and plans."

Zhou Qishen buried his head in eating, his teeth chewing rice grains, and he didn't speak.

"I think Xiaoxi still cares about you, but you didn't show any attitude. Xiaoxi's concern for you, we can't figure out which part of it. I advise you not to be too confident. Maybe she is kind and good to everyone, and she cares about your father-in-law who likes you very much, and she doesn't want to make the relationship die. People just treat you as a friend, but I think she is also very good to her little red-haired best friend. What is your ex-husband? It's not impossible to demote you to a male best friend."

Gu Heping spoke directly and viciously, and he made a serious analysis.

Old Cheng laughed and picked his eyes at Zhou Qishen, "Is it heartbreaking?"

Zhou Qishen put down his chopsticks and put the lunch box on the table, and stopped eating.

"If you want to remarry her, just show a clear attitude. If you don't have this plan, just pretend I didn't say it." Gu Heping leaned against the door panel and recalled it, "The grand occasion of your chasing people back then is vivid in my mind. What's wrong now? Is he sobbing?"

Zhou Qishen didn't care about his poor mouth, sat there with his arms on his knees, and his shoulder blades formed a beautiful arc with his neckline. He said: "It's not that I don't want it, I dare not."

The three were quiet.

Zhou Qishen raised his hand, covered his palms on his eyes, and breathed a little deeper.

Gu Heping shook his head and sighed, "You just failed in that incident. Xiao Zhao is a sensible person and should be able to figure it out over the years."

Zhou Qishen blamed himself even more.

Lao Cheng said, "Xiaoxi's conditions are not bad. Her father is a university professor. She is the only one at home, and she doesn't lack money to spend. Such a beautiful girl is really not worried about no one chasing her. If it were other men, most of them would not be as good as you. But now Meng Weixi is the only one. In a few years, he will definitely be the leader of the Meng family. He is determined to pursue people, and have you forgotten that they have talked and have had feelings. If you don't make any decisions, you won't be able to get a wife in the future."

Zhou Qishen raised his head and stared at a certain part of the ceiling without saying a word.

Gu Heping kicked him to the toe, "Come on, guy, just a word."

Without waiting for a word, Zhou Qishen looked around and said, "Is your sister still in Paris?"

"Ah? Ah. Yes, I'll be back in a few days."

"Please help her."

"Um?"

"Take me back to China with a few bags."

Gu Heping leaned on him, "You are so big!"

So a week later, after Zhao Xiyin came home after training, she saw Zhao Wenchun confused about the various bags that occupied half of the living room. Zhao Xiyin thought she had returned to the wrong home, "What's wrong with this?"

Zhao Wenchun was also puzzled: "The express delivery called me and I thought it was something you bought online."

There were eight or nine packing bags, Hermes' most. The father and daughter stared at each other, and Zhou Qishen called, and he said, "Uncle Zhao, my friend brought it from abroad, and I can't use a man. Please give it to Xiaoxi."

It's really a serious lies.

Zhao Wenchun didn't know the reason, but Zhao Xiyin understood it. After Zhou Qishen called, he sent her another WeChat message, "I will tell you mother in the future that you don't need anything, so she won't worry about it."

Speaking of which, Zhou Qishen has always been so simple and direct. When he was still together, Zhao Xiyin had always had a lot of clothes in his wardrobe. Zhou Qishen had explained in several brand stores that he would give him one to his home every time he was new. He was open-minded. Although he was a real man, he was never pedantic. He was comfortable, temperamental, and sexy. He hoped that Zhao Xiyin would wear more clothes.

Once, a Party B boss who had a close relationship with Zhou Qishen gave Zhao Xiyin a new set of self-created brands. It was Zhenzhen's graceful and charming, with lace-deep V on the chest and back, and the length was below the navel. Zhao Xiyin carried the clothes and asked Zhou Qishen, "Brother Zhou, do you really mind if I wear this to go out?"

Zhou Qishen looked at it for a long time, and his eyes heated up and cooled down. Finally, he replied: "It's up to you."

His tone was calm and he understood the righteousness. In fact, his unhappiness had already fermented. Zhao Xiyin understood him so much that she deliberately wore it that night, leaning against the door, waving at him, "Brother Zhou, beg me."

A twenty-three-year-old girl is bright and beautiful, and her every frown and smile can disturb her emotions and desires.

Zhou Qishen admitted his cowardice, went up and kissed her, saying, "Go to his 'you'!"

Zhao Xiyin no longer had the chance to wear that dress out because Zhou Qishen was torn to pieces that night.

Firewood, rice, oil and salt are life, and coquettishness and resentment are also life.

Whenever Zhao Xiyin recalls the past, it is filled with content. No matter how ugly and embarrassing the two broke up later, it is undeniable that Zhou Qishen fulfilled his husband's responsibilities and responsibilities in those years.

Looking at the piles of bags on the ground, Zhao Wenchun thought bluntly and sighed, "The place at home is small, I can't put it down anymore, I can't put it down anymore."

Zhao Xiyin was quite calm and said, "It's okay, I can let it go."

The next day, she sent these bags to the No. 1 courtyard.

After the divorce, Zhou Qishen never came to this room again, but his stuff is still there. His clothes all year round, half of the men's facial cleanser that was used up, and even some important personal investment information.

When he got divorced, he said, "You're lost, I don't want it."

I don’t know if it’s crazy, but more than two years have passed, Zhao Xiyin has not thrown them away.

At this evening in the evening of dusk, the autumn sunset was lingering in the bedroom. Zhao Xiyin squatted in front of the closet and stared blankly. After half a minute, he put the bags in neatly and left.

——

On Monday, Meng Weixi returned from Japan on a business trip. After getting off the plane, Zhang Yijie said: "Mr. Meng, let's have a meal together?"

Meng Weixi looked at the time, "I won't go anymore, you can take them there and sign my order."

Although Zhang Yijie is his subordinate, he is both a brother and a friend and sincere. He said with concern: "It's time for dinner, no matter how busy you are, you've been suffering from cold these two days, so don't mislead your health."

Meng Weixi answered a call and handed her luggage to her assistant. She took the elevator to the parking lot alone. When she arrived at the agreed Western restaurant, a short-haired girl smiled and waved to him, "Weixi, here."

Meng Weixi approached, sat opposite her, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, the road is very blocked, so you'll wait for so long."

"I won't wait for this meal in vain."

The short-haired girl is named Bai Qi, and she is a high school classmate with Meng Weixi. The two have a good relationship. Anyway, their friendship and contact have not broken up for so many years. Bai Qi also liked Meng Weixi at that time. After failing to confess, she was quite calm and had a very cheerful and cheerful personality. She got married after graduating from college and is now a mother of two children.

Meng Weixi said: "I brought gifts to your children from Japan and asked the assistant to send them to your company tomorrow."

Bai Qi joked, "Oh, it's so big."

"I'm going to check in for things, why don't I wait?" Meng Weixi closed the menu, "Don't irritate me, this trick is useless, just accept gifts."

Bai Qi giggled, "Okay, thank you, Weixi."

"Your old man is in good health?"
To be continued...