【248. Night Chat】
When Cheng Qingxing heard this, he instantly became interested.
And judging from Zheng Xuhe's appearance, he must be drunk, so it would be easy to trick him.
So he propped up his chin and asked with a smile: "Which high school did you go to? How come you have time to come to our school gate?"
"Because after class every day, I have to go to your high school entrance to take a physical education class with the art teacher." Zheng Xuhe said with a smile, "I didn't go there on purpose, but I just had to go and see you on the way."
Cheng Qingxing then remembered that their high school was actually the best high school in Jinghai, and many tutoring institutions were located near their school.
Especially the art examination institutions, there are four or five of them right in front of their school.
After all, not only do their high schools have good grades, but many of their students are second-generation rich, so opening a business in front of their school is the easiest way to make money.
"You are very lucky then." Cheng Qingxing said with a smile, "It seems that the time you start class and the time you finish class are totally unlucky."
When Cheng Qingxing was in high school, he basically never finished class on time.
Because he had to act in a film crew, he took his high school courses in the crew.
The chances of catching him at school are extremely low.
"Well, I rarely see you." Zheng Xuhe said with a smile, "But sometimes I can see the car you drive when you leave school."
Did he leave the school in the car?
That should be the time when Cheng Mingguo comes to pick me up to go to the crew for audition.
"When you came to high school, you were still a big star." Zheng Xuhe's words accurately hit the most painful spot for Zheng Xuhe.
Cheng Qingxing's face, which had been smiling just now, suddenly became gloomy.
"Can I just slap you?" Cheng Qingxing asked him back impatiently.
"Sure." Zheng Xuhe seemed to enjoy being confronted by Cheng Qingxing. When he looked at him, he had a gentle smile on his face.
Cheng Qingxing was so angry that he laughed. After thinking about it, he said, "When I was in high school, I did have a crush on someone."
There was silence for a moment. Seeing that he didn't speak, Cheng Qingxing knew what he was thinking, so he continued, "Don't you know?"
"I know." Zheng Xuhe was obviously a little angry. "I've seen the confession wall at your school. Many people like you."
That's indeed the case. Cheng Qingxing was already very famous when he was in high school, so it was normal for him to put up a confession wall. However, Zheng Xuhe had no idea who he really liked.
"The people chasing after me really lined up from the gate of No. 1 Middle School to France." Cheng Qingxing said confidently, "But at that time, I was busy with my career and rarely paid attention to this matter."
"You have not only been pursuing a career in the past, but you are also pursuing a career now." Zheng Xuhe exposed him without hesitation, "In your heart, love and affection will never be as important as your career."
Cheng Qingxing did not deny his words. In fact, only Cheng Qingxing himself knew how selfish he was.
No one could shake his determination to climb higher.
If he wants to do something, he must do it to the best of his ability.
This has been the goal he has set for himself over the past thirty years and is also his motivation to live.
"Yes, that's who I am." Cheng Qingxing smiled helplessly, "Do you still want to like someone like this?"
Zheng Xuhe thought for a while, then said softly: "I like the way you pursue, just like a star, twinkling with a faint light, still very beautiful."
It was the first time that Cheng Qingxing heard him praise himself like this, and wondered why he had so much to say.
The breeze from the beach blew through their hair, the air was filled with the aroma of barbecue and the salty taste of the sea, the two talked about a lot of things in the past, and the atmosphere became ambiguous and warm.
Maybe it’s because they rarely have the opportunity to sit down and talk about the past over a drink.
The two people who usually don't chat also started to talk in a hidden way under the influence of alcohol.
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The next day, when the morning sun shone on Cheng Qingxing, he felt a little warm. He looked around and found that Zheng Xuhe was gone.
I feel a little dizzy. This is the state I'm in after drinking.
Fortunately, the alarm clock rang in time, so he didn't sleep too long and wasn't late, he was just a little tired.
Zheng Xuhe was not there, and he probably set the alarm, so he left quietly.
He slowly got up and the blanket fell to the ground.
"You're awake." The housekeeper came over with a kind smile on his face, "This blanket was given to you by Master Zheng."
"Master Zheng's flight is at 8 o'clock in the morning, so he has already left." The housekeeper explained, "Don't worry, he has already arrived there, and it has not affected his work."
Although the butler didn't understand, since this was Zheng Xuhe's instruction, he must follow it up.
"Is that so? As long as there is no impact, that's fine." Cheng Qingxing responded with a smile, then stood up.
When he stood up, he felt dizzy and was about to fall down, but he found that the person in front of him had reached out and supported him.
"Why don't you take a rest?" the housekeeper asked worriedly, "If anything happens to you, I really won't be able to explain myself."
Cheng Qingxing waved his hand, then shook his head, "Xiaoyun, just go and prepare some hangover medicine for me."
The housekeeper then slowly let go of his hand and walked aside, "Then I'll go prepare it for you first. You can go back by yourself. It shouldn't be a problem, right?"
Cheng Qingxing waved at him and told him to go back.
To be honest, he really felt that nothing would happen to him.
It wasn’t the first time he got drunk, and when he was drinking with Zheng Xuhe, he actually drank very little, so his physical condition was much better than before.
He limped to his room, took some hangover pills, and took a shower, and he felt much better.
The housekeeper brought him some vegetable porridge, and after he ate it, he felt like he was alive again.
"Mr. Cheng, may I ask, you should be in Jinghai this weekend, right?"
He thought for a moment, then said softly, "I won't be going to Qicheng to record the show until next Monday, so I should be in Jinghai this week."
"That's good. Young Master Zheng will be back this weekend. He said he has already told you that he wants to go to the hospital with you." The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief. "He just made an appointment with the hospital over there. He was afraid you didn't have time to go."
"Oh." Cheng Qingxing nodded, "I will make time to go there on the weekend."
To be honest, if the butler told him, he had really forgotten about it.
"Also, do you remember Young Master Zheng's birthday?" the housekeeper asked tentatively, "You shouldn't have forgotten it, right?"
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