||“ Mr. Zhou, what were you, when you were young? Mo Fei asked wistfully. [Ran^Text^Library] []

This girl...... Zhou Qijun's eyebrows raised, and a pair of ink pupils glanced at her sharply, "What, do you want to know my **?" ”

Mo Fei didn't know that he deliberately made a stern appearance, and for a while she regretted it, regretting that she shouldn't have asked so directly, but she had already developed a curiosity, if she didn't ask, how could her heart be calm?

"Mr. Zhou, if you don't want to, forget it!"

She muttered a word, and then, casually picked up the sugar cube on the plate, picked it up, and put three pieces in the coffee in a row, after letting it go, she felt bored again, picked up the spoon and stirred it, and put it down irritably, and folded her arms on the table in a regular manner, her eyes stared directly at the coffee cup, and said no more.

Zhou Qijun felt that he had to order something now, and he didn't want to make her angry.

So he beckoned the waiter and changed a cup of coffee for Mo Fei, "Mo Fei, Mr. Zhou's story is very simple, if you want to hear it, I am willing to share it with you." ”

Share? Mo Fei raised her eyes faintly, facing Zhou Qijun's inquiring eyes, she looked at him expectantly, she couldn't take her eyes off, but Zhou Qijun's cheeks were slightly red, she lowered her head, picked up the coffee and took a sip gently.

"I grew up in Hong Kong, my father is from Hong Kong, my mother is from Beijing, when I was 20 years old, I followed my mother back to Beijing, and when I was visiting the Forbidden City, I met my wife Ruoman, who is a Singaporean Chinese, just 18 years old, very delicate and lovely...... Beijing in the summer is full of stories, and the two of us fell in love...... Ruoman has inherited a large inheritance, so she has always lived the life she wants, likes jewelry, likes beautiful clothes, but she prefers to travel, write travel diaries, take photos, and integrate herself into one unfamiliar environment after another, which is her heart's desire...... After meeting her, we spent two years traveling all over the mountains and rivers of China, riding horses in the grasslands, and watching the sunrise on the top of the mountains...... Ruoman loves me very much, and she can't live without me every day...... Every day......"

The picture of the past surfaced in Zhou Qijun's mind, he seemed to have returned to the passionate youth, loving and being loved are so unrestrained, and the fiery feelings and fiery body are as heart-warming......

"I stopped my studies for two years, gave up advertising, and dedicated all my time to her and to our love, but soon, I began to lose heart, and I couldn't find a richer world to settle my soul...... Love is beautiful, but it doesn't make my heart very satisfied, so I went back to Hong Kong and started to really advertise, very seriously, and with a sense of accomplishment, at the beginning, Ruoman understood me, she would often come to me when she got off the plane, and then, we were still happily glued together...... In happiness, we got married and had a son, but Ruoman didn't want to change her life, my son followed me, and she still lived the life she wanted, she needed change, she needed freshness...... When she came back to see me, she was going to be completely with me, and she was going to send her son to my parents' house, and he didn't want to, and we had our first argument......"

Love, love, just me and you...... You are a selfish woman, you only have yourself...... These words were instantly recalled in his ears, and Zhou Qijun's fingers trembled, "She is a simple and willful woman, she has always loved me passionately, and hopes that I will love her with 100% enthusiasm, but my heart is divided between my parents, sons and advertisements, which is impossible...... Later, when we divorced, she stopped coming to me, but I knew how much she longed to see me...... However, as stubborn as I eager, she won't forgive me if I hurt her...... Later, when her son grew up and wanted to study in the United States, she took her son to the United States......"

……

"Mr. Zhou, you must miss her a lot, right?" Mo Fei asked at the right time.

Zhou Qijun was silent, he is now fifty years old, he needs a warm home more, he needs a calm stay, for the kind of life she wants to live, he has lost the desire to chase, "She called me to go to the United States, but I didn't agree......"

"Mr. Zhou, your coffee is cold, why don't you change your coffee, and then, eat a snack, okay?"

This girl is considerate......

After the dim sum came up, Zhou Qijun stirred the hot coffee, his eyes inadvertently cast out the window, his eyes suddenly tightened, and after thinking for two seconds, he finally asked Mo Fei decisively, "Mo Fei, before eating a snack, do you want to wash your hands?" ”

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