Mr. Zhao
9
The name of the private room is "Chun Yi Gui".
Lin Ju knew this poem: "The clouds return to the south bank, and so does spring; birds cry in the sky on the green willow branches."
She didn't expect that there was such an antique manor on this hill.
After walking on the snowy road for a while, I entered the room and was hit by the warm air.
Lin Ju took off her coat, revealing a light apricot slim-fit sweater that Zhao Xingcan had chosen for her. It was similar in style to the clothes she usually wore, except that the cuffs were embroidered with a string of diamond-like crystals.
Lin Ju thought it must be moissanite, but when she later sent the clothes to the dry cleaner, the clerk was shocked and said they could not clean the clothes.
Because the diamonds on the sleeves are real, which are too expensive. If they are damaged during washing, this small laundry shop cannot afford the cost.
Lin Ju was also shocked at the time and immediately called Zhao Xingcan. The man just smiled and said indifferently that the diamond was too small and worthless.
Of course, this is all later.
At this moment, Lin Ju just thought the dress was beautiful, especially when she raised her hand and saw the diamonds on the cuffs sparkling in the light. She couldn't help but look at it twice more and heard Zhao Xingcan ask her what she wanted to eat.
She raised her eyes and saw Zhao Xingcan pushing the menu to her hand. His suit was slightly open and his shirt button had been unbuttoned to the second button at some point. His slender fingers tapped the table from time to time.
Lin Ju picked up the menu, glanced at it symbolically, and then handed it back to Zhao Xingcan, "I'll eat whatever you eat."
After eating a few meals, Zhao Xingcan had already figured out Lin Ju's food preferences.
This girl seems to be not picky about food, but in fact there are many things she doesn't eat, she just doesn't know it.
Besides the chicken, which she definitely wouldn't eat, the last time he ordered fish, there was a little pepper in the fish. Lin Ju took a bite, frowned, and never touched fish again. Also, when they went to eat mutton, there was cilantro in the mutton soup, so she asked the waiter to change it.
In addition to not touching these seasonings, Lin Ju probably also doesn't like greasy and spicy food.
Zhao Xingcan ordered a pot of boiled mutton and some appetizers.
The copper pot was slowly boiling, behind Lin Ju was a large piece of glass, and the falling snow was quietly drifting behind her.
Suddenly, Zhao Xingcan pointed behind Lin Ju and asked her to look back.
Lin Ju turned her head and saw a little squirrel on the bright white snow, holding a pine cone and looking around. A broken branch fell from the treetop, frightened the squirrel and it quickly slipped into the grass.
Seeing such a sight for the first time, Lin Ju couldn't help but pull out her phone to take a picture. But the squirrel scurried away so quickly that it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Oh," Lin Ju sighed regretfully, turned his head, and saw Zhao Xingcan handing him the phone.
"Just took the photo."
In the photo, Lin Ju leans sideways, holding up her phone and gazing out at the glass wall. The white snow reflects off her translucent skin, her delicate jawline, and her slim-fitting sweater accentuating her curvaceous figure. A squirrel peeks out from the snow, its bright, beautiful face etched with surprise.
"You took a really beautiful photo." Lin Ju returned the phone to Zhao Xingcan, "Can you send me this photo?"
"sure."
Zhao Xingcan opened the contact list, paused, and then looked up.
Lin Ju happened to look at him, and the two of them looked at each other, suddenly smiled, and said in unison: "We are not friends."
We met a few times and had three meals together, but we haven't even added each other as friends.
Lin Ju found it funny herself. She took the phone and asked Zhao Xingcan to scan the code.
After adding the friend, Zhao Xingcan clicked on Lin Ju's avatar. The little girl's avatar was a little white cat, lying lazily on the wooden floor, with its eyes narrowed into a line.
I sent her the photo I just took, and the next second, Lin Ju sent me an emoji of a kitten holding a flower to express gratitude.
Zhao Xingcan put down his phone and saw Lin Ju staring at the screen with a frown on her face. He asked, "What's wrong?"
Lin Ju sighed, "I forgot to tell my brother about my discharge. He called me several times, but I didn't hear him."
"Your brother?" Zhao Xingcan narrowed his eyes as he recalled the man biting Lin Ju's candied haws in the parking lot yesterday. "Was that boy yesterday your brother?"
Lin Ju nodded. She had just replied to Xu Gaoyou's message when Xu Gaoyou called her via video.
Xu Gaoyou seemed to be accustomed to using sign language with her, and the two of them communicated using sign language across the screen.
Zhao Xingcan stared at her from the side and saw the ends of her hair sliding down her arm and almost falling onto the plate. He leaned over, raised his hand to hook a strand of hair and brushed it to one side.
Zhao Xingcan's action made Lin Ju stop suddenly, and she looked at him in a daze.
Xu Gaoyou in the video also froze. After a few seconds, he shouted, "Sister, didn't I tell you that you can't..."
Lin Ju hurriedly hung up the video call, gathered her hair in her hands, and looked at Zhao Xingcan, but the other party seemed not to hear her.
Just at this moment, the door of the private room was knocked, and it was Feng Longlu who came in. He was holding a glass of wine and had a man beside him.
"I was drinking with Mr. Zheng when the boss came over and said, 'Mr. Zhao is here.' I was wondering which Mr. Zhao it was, but when I looked over, it was you."
He was probably a little drunk, his speech was slurred, and it was difficult to understand what he said.
Lin Ju smelled the wine and wrinkled her nose slightly.
Zhao Xingcan looked at Lin Ju and said, "I'm going to go out and talk to them."
Feng Longlu was extremely drunk, but Xiao Zheng beside him was always sober.
He came to see Zhao Xingcan through Feng Longlu's connections and saw Zhao Xingcan having dinner with a woman. He thought she was just an ordinary female companion, similar to the ones in Zhao Xingcan's circle, where women were like consumables and not taken seriously.
However, seeing that Zhao Xingcan had rarely reported to the girl, he couldn't help but take a few more glances.
What a pity, I didn’t even like it at first glance.
Zhao Xingcan closed the door directly and looked at him thoughtfully.
Young General Zheng was so frightened that he immediately lowered his head and looked at the ground, feeling terrified.
The door of the private room closed and the people left, but the smell of alcohol lingered in the room.
Lin Ju opened the window a little, and the wind and snow blew in. The copper pot was no longer boiling, and the pot of mutton fat soup was cold and empty with white grease floating in it.
When the smell in the room dissipated, Zhao Xingcan finally came back.
The collar of his shirt smelled of cold snow and cigarettes, with a hint of alcohol.
Lin Ju asked him if he had been drinking, and he was not allowed to drive if he had been drinking.
He said no, it was the smell of alcohol on Feng Longlu.
Zhao Xing asked Lin Ju if she wanted to eat.
Lin Ju said she didn't want to eat anymore because she was full.
Zhao Xingcan took Lin Ju's coat from the hanger and handed it to her. "I'm sorry for the poor hospitality today. Are you free tomorrow night?"
Lin Ju said, "Eh," and then she paused for a moment. "Yes, I have."
"Have you been in Beijing all this time?"
"Yeah. Our school's winter break is quite long, about a month and a half."
Zhao Xingcan raised his eyebrows, opened the door, and the two walked out side by side.
After that, for a whole week, Zhao Xingcan's car would stop outside the Ye family's house on time every evening.
After Lin Ju added him as a friend, the message Zhao Xingcan sent her most often was probably, "I'm downstairs at your house."
She went out on dates every day. Fortunately, Lin's father was busy with social engagements these two days, and her stepmother was accompanied by various wealthy ladies at dances. Only Xu Gaoyou was left, who always followed her with his arms folded.
However, ever since she lost her temper last time, Xu Gaoyou didn't dare to say much. Every time she went out, he would follow her and sigh.
But the sigh was too soft, and Lin Ju couldn't hear it for a moment.
That day, as soon as Zhao Xingcan's message arrived, Lin Ju ran out with her bag.
Zhao Xingcan leaned against the front of the car, his long legs stretched out casually, his thin white fingers holding a nearly burned-out cigarette, and he slowly exhaled a puff of smoke from his lips.
The fiery red sunset hung on the branch behind him. His face was originally expressionless, but when he heard the sound, he turned his head and smiled slowly.
Although not many shops are open during the Chinese New Year, Zhao Xingcan can always find restaurants in the capital that serve fresh ingredients and have excellent cooking skills.
Mr. Zhao Xingcan asked her to go out in the evening, have dinner, go to a teahouse for tea or go to a massage parlor for a back massage. Another time, he took her to a bar and ordered two low-alcohol cocktails.
On the way back, they called a designated driver and sat together in the back seat. Zhao Xingcan had a good alcohol tolerance, but he seemed drunk that night. He put his hand next to hers and tried to compare the size.
But that was all. After the car arrived at Ye's house, Zhao Xingcan withdrew his hand.
Since they always went out at night, Lin Ju wondered if Zhao Xingcan had something to do during the day.
She wanted to visit an art exhibition that would close at five o'clock, and wanted to ask Zhao Xingcan if he wanted to go.
After thinking it over and hesitating for a long time, she finally spoke to Zhao Xingcan. Zhao Xingcan smiled and told her that he was very free during the day and had nothing to do.
I went out at night because I thought Lin Ju might want to do her own things during the day and it would be hard to disturb her.
"I've bought the tickets. I'll treat you this time."
Zhao Xingcan was smoking when he heard her say this.
He was afraid that the smoke would spread into the car, so he leaned against the car window, holding a cigarette in one hand and sticking it out the window. He turned back slowly, the corners of his mouth curved up, and his tone was casual, "Okay."
He usually didn't speak loudly, but when he spoke to Lin Ju, he deliberately raised his voice a little, probably because he was afraid that she couldn't hear him.
At this moment, he relaxed and didn't pay attention, so the sound became much softer.
Against the backlight, Lin Ju couldn't see his mouth shape clearly, and couldn't hear clearly, so she leaned over and asked, "I didn't hear clearly, what did you say?"
Lin Ju tied up her beautiful curly hair with a bare gray hairband. Zhao Xingcan looked at her and thought that she didn't want the beautiful hairband he gave her, but insisted on wearing such an ugly thing.
He hummed softly and raised his hand to smooth down the hair tie.
Her fluffy and soft curly hair fell apart, and the cold wind blew into the car. Lin Ju shivered and looked at Zhao Xingcan in a daze.
The cigarette burned out and Zhao Xingcan put it back into the cigarette box.
He looked at the girl in front of him and thought of a movie he had seen, "The Beautiful Legend of Sicily". Malena had long, thick black hair. She was resting under a big tree in the yard in the summer. She let her hair fall and danced with the breeze.
That was a beautiful dream he had at night when he was a teenager.
He leaned sideways, his brows moving slightly, like a child who had succeeded in a prank.
"This looks good."
Lin Ju hummed in his tone and tucked her hair behind her ears, "I look good no matter what."
Zhao Xingcan placed his hand on Lin Ju's shoulder and rubbed it gently.
Lin Ju's breath stopped in her chest, and she put the coat she took off behind her. She was wearing an indigo lapel loose sweater today. It was a standard and conservative design, but the shoulders were hollowed out, revealing a small piece of snow-white skin.
Zhao Xingcan's hand was still cold after being withdrawn from the window, and he poked her shoulder with his fingertips playfully.
Lin Ju knew that he was deliberately teasing her. She tilted her head, rubbed her nose against his palm, sniffed it, and then raised her eyebrows and asked, "What did you smoke? It doesn't smell like cigarettes, and it smells good."
"Want a bite?"
Without waiting for Lin Ju to answer, the hand on her shoulder slid to the back of her neck.
Zhao Xingcan stepped forward, supported the car pillow behind Lin Ju with one hand, enveloped her under himself, and his warm breath fell on her ears.
Her hair fell and brushed against the back of his hand.
She thought he was going to kiss her.
But he didn't.
Lin Ju could smell the faint scent of wormwood, which had almost been blown away by the wind.
Very shallow.
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