nucmednet Chapter 291 I am your gigolo
Chapter 291 I am your gigolo
Chen Zhuo looked at Wen Zhixia in some surprise.
He actually agreed with what Wen Zhixia said.
In his eyes, Fan Xiaolin is not a shy person, and he knows her attitude towards him.
"Hyolin is my best friend. I just want you to get to know her better." Wen Zhixia said, "It's already difficult for two people to fall in love with each other, but being together is not enough just by falling in love. It still requires joint efforts from both parties."
Chen Zhuo looked down at the cigarette ashes on the ground, his tone somewhat melancholy. "Even if we like each other, we don't have to be together. I have a criminal record. Hyolyn's job is to expose darkness. I am the one who lives in darkness. I have been to prison and killed people. I can't even find a decent job."
It seems that he still has some inferiority complex.
Seeing him express his concerns, Wen Zhixia felt relieved, as this showed that he was capable of communication.
She did not intend to persuade him, but said:
"Take me for example. Fu Ruoshi and I have been in love with each other for seven years, and neither of us knew. He was too proud to say anything, and I was too proud to say anything. It was only after we broke up that we realized we had feelings for each other."
Chen Zhuo looked at her in surprise, "So long?"
"So you're saying it's frustrating, isn't it?" Wen Zhixia nodded. "We went through a lot of twists and turns, nearly getting killed a few times, before we were finally willing to start living together again. We wasted nearly ten years, right? How many decades does a person get in their lifetime?"
After hearing this, Chen Zhuo sighed.
He sat by the flower bed, silent.
After a long while, he raised his head and said, "But I don't want to drag her down. If we stay together, our children won't be able to take the civil service exam."
"So what's your relationship now?" Wen Zhixia asked, "Just ordinary friends? Xiaolin doesn't treat you as an ordinary friend, do you treat her as a friend?"
Chen Zhuo shook his head and made a rare joke, "I treat her as a young lady, and I am her bodyguard."
Wen Zhixia sighed, "If I could do it all over again, I wouldn't run away again. I would confess my feelings to Fu Ruoshi in high school. I wouldn't care about his reputation, background, or family background. I just wanted to tell him that I liked him, it's that simple. After all, he and I have both tasted the price of going against our hearts."
She didn't want to influence Chen Zhuo's choice, she just wanted to give him a reference based on her own experience.
If you like each other, you must express it openly, otherwise you will only fall into endless internal friction.
Chen Zhuo listened to Wen Zhixia carefully, and his expression gradually changed from being tangled to relaxed.
"I can see that you still love him very much," Chen Zhuo nodded. "Thank you. I'm sorry to ask you to show me your scars, but I won't let you down."
Wen Zhixia smiled and said, "The child doesn't necessarily have to take the civil service exam. Maybe he likes painting. There will always be a way out."
Chen Zhuo also smiled. "No wonder they all like you. You are really considerate."
"Then I'm leaving," Wen Zhixia said, "Be careful when you go back."
As soon as she entered the stairs, Chen Zhuo suddenly called her.
"Wait a moment."
Wen Zhixia stopped and turned around.
Chen Zhuo asked, "Last time you said, what was that English word in the note Hyolyn left me on WeChat?"
Wen Zhixia smiled, "Crush, the one who makes my heart beat."
One evening two days later.
Wen Zhixia had just finished changing Jiang Sheng's medicine and came out of the inpatient department.
When I returned to the lounge, I received a WeChat message from Fan Xiaolin:
[Baby, what kind of drug did you give Chen Zhuo? He actually invited me back to his house for New Year's Day!!! His mom even called me!!!]
Wen Zhixia was overjoyed and quickly asked: [Did he confess his feelings?]
Fan Xiaolin: [Not really, but I think the meaning is very clear. You are really good.]
Wen Zhixia said: [Don't worry, he definitely likes you, and when he mentions you, the corners of his mouth are harder to suppress than AK, so don't worry and go for it.]
Then, Fan Xiaolin sent her the clues about the evening breeze that he had collected in the past two days. [Take a look first, we will meet to discuss it this weekend.]
After receiving it, Wen Zhixia packed up her things and prepared to go home to sort them out slowly.
Fu Ruoshi has been on a business trip these days. He reported to her in Hong Kong this morning and is now going to Singapore.
No matter where he went, he would share the "scenery" along the way with her.
such as:
FRS: [Waiting for the flight, I saw a rich woman kissing her gigolo and saying she would give him 1 billion. She was sitting next to me and I heard it clearly. I couldn't even laugh with my subordinates beside me.]
Wen Zhixia imagines this scene:
The man, dressed like an elite and fluent in switching between Chinese and English, seems to be chatting about work with his subordinates, but he is actually secretly observing the gossip of the rich woman.
She replied with a smile: [Be careful, don't let a rich woman fall in love with you.]
Fu Ruoshi: [That can’t be possible. You are my rich woman and I am your gigolo.]
Wen Zhixia immediately changed the note to "pretty boy".
After arriving home.
She put the information related to the evening breeze on the table and prepared to go to the kitchen to cook noodles.
As soon as the pork bone ramen was served, my phone vibrated again.
Qingqing: [Sister Wen, are you home? ]
Wen Zhixia replied to her while eating noodles: [I'm at home, what's wrong? ]
Qingqing: [Sister Wen, I finally passed my English test! Thanks to you and your husband for tutoring me last time. I bought a roast duck. Is it convenient for me to send it to you now?]
Wen Zhixia was stunned. She didn't expect that this girl was so thoughtful.
She didn't have the heart to reject Qingqing's kindness, so she replied OK and agreed to let her come.
Half an hour later, Qingqing arrived.
As soon as she opened the door, she looked into the house vigilantly and whispered, "Sister, is my brother-in-law home?"
Wen Zhixia couldn't help laughing when she saw her sneaky look. "What's wrong? Why are you acting so cautious?"
"I'm a little afraid of him." Qingqing looked embarrassed. "If he were here, I'd leave."
"He's not here," Wen Zhixia laughed dumbly, "Come in quickly."
When Qingqing heard that Fu Ruoshi was not there, she breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay!!!"
After entering the house, she handed the roast duck to Wen Zhixia, "Sister, I bought this with the change I earned from helping my mom set up a street stall. I asked the boss to pick out the fattest one for me. Eat it while it's hot!"
"Thank you! You're so considerate!" Wen Zhixia smiled. "I haven't finished my ramen yet. Have you eaten? Let's eat together."
Qingqing nodded. "I've eaten. Don't bother me. I'll be back for evening study soon. I just missed you and wanted to come in and chat with you."
"You're welcome anytime," Wen Zhixia said, "But why are you afraid, uh, why are you afraid of your brother-in-law?"
She didn't mention Fu Ruoshi's name because she knew he valued his privacy. If she told it and it got out and was gossiped about by elementary school students, he would definitely be angry again.
Qingqing thought for a moment and shook her head. "I can't really put it into words. I just think he's a bit fierce, not as friendly as you, sister. I even tremble a little when I sit next to him. Sister, how did you deal with him? He seems very difficult to deal with!"
"He's fierce? You're the first one to say that." Wen Zhixia laughed, "He's a well-known smiling tiger. Outsiders think he's kind, but when he smiles, he's about to do something bad. Only when he's not smiling is he serious."
Qingqing nodded in sudden realization.
"There are people like this," she said with a smile after taking a sip of Coke, "following you, sister, I have also broadened my horizons."
Seeing that she was almost done with her Coke, Wen Zhixia prepared to boil some water and put it in a kettle for her to take to evening self-study.
At this moment, Qingqing saw the information bag she had placed on the table.
"Crimson Memory???" She exclaimed softly, pointing at the note that fell out of the bag, "Sister, how do you know Crimson Memory?"
Wen Zhixia was stunned and quickly put down the cup in her hand.
"Why, you also know about Crimson Memory? This place has been demolished for a long time!"
"We used to live nearby!" Qingqing said, pointing at the note.