All right! Since I can't ask why, let's try it from a different angle.

"It can't be some first love, right? Use the type of first love to find a partner? ”

Su Zhihao's movements obviously stopped, he cast his eyes on the cat between the two, and said in an extremely firm tone: "No." ”

"That ......"

"Huang Zhen'er!" Su Zhihao became angry when he was asked, he looked up at Huang Zhen'er, who still wanted to continue to ask, and said with an extremely cold expression: "I don't like people to inquire into my private affairs, no matter who it is, if you don't want me to be angry, it's best not to ask." ”

"It's just understanding, do you need to be so angry?"

"Then let me ask you, what happened to you when we first met? I haven't asked you for two years, you tell me now, and I'll answer your questions. ”

Oops, this memory is something that Huang Zhen'er doesn't have, and even if she does, she can't justifiably exchange another person's privacy for her own information.

After a long silence, she was silent, and finally lowered her head.

"It's the first time you've annoyed me so much!"

"I ......"

"Everyone has things they don't want to say, even good memories don't necessarily need to be shared with others, although you are my assistant, but I still have the right to keep my privacy, you can choose not to say what happened to you before, of course I can." Su Zhihao's tone was very heavy. "And I don't know what's wrong with you, it's good to be cheerful, but if you become like those paparazzi reporters who want to dig into my privacy, then I think I'll have to reconsider letting you stay."

The last sentence completely frightened Huang Zhen'er, she didn't expect Su Zhihao to fire herself because of such a problem, so she quickly pulled his strong arm, shook it hard, and shook her head wildly.

"I didn't do it right to ask those questions just now, don't you get angry and drive me away, okay? I will never ask again, I went out today and was dizzy, I didn't think too much, and I couldn't have wanted to dig into your privacy like those reporters...... I, I just care about you, I'm sorry. In the end, Huang Zhen'er cried.

"Don't cry." He also noticed that the tone just now was too scary, especially when he said that he was going to expel Huang Zhen, it was almost like a threat, and he was also sorry for his behavior, but in order to avoid Huang Zhen'er from making the same mistake next time, he still made a heart and said again: "I won't bother with you this time, but you have to remember, I really hate that someone wants to dig into my privacy, everyone has secrets, if you don't understand, you can go and find out what the secret means." ”

Huang Zhen'er's tears continued to fall, he couldn't help but want to comfort her, his hand still stopped stiffly, got up and walked to his room on the third floor, without looking back, leaving Huang Zhen'er alone in the living room.

Xiao Tangerine next to her seemed to feel Huang Zhen'er's sadness, jumped up and lay down in her arms, stretched out her little fluffy hand to pull her tears, as if asking the owner not to cry.

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At the desk.

Su Zhihao sat on his chair, staring blankly at a family photo with his parents and sister he hadn't seen for a long time.

He reflected on his out-of-control attitude just now, it was indeed excessive, he knew that Huang Zhen'er only asked these questions on a whim, and there were no superfluous thoughts at all, but the past and memories are not things that everyone can take out and talk about happily, some people's past is like candy, sweet and sour, and some people's past is a stormy scene, after walking, they will never want to look back.

And he belongs to the latter.

I still remember when I was a child.

The blue sky, the noisy laughter in the alley, he is the most popular child in the alley, there is a color TV at home, other people's children live in a bungalow, because his father opened a trading company, not only live in a bungalow, but also have a maid to serve, since he was a child, his good-looking appearance made him a proud son in school.

But no one ever considered his idea, and the bungalow he lived in was the envy of everyone in the hutongs, but in his eyes it was a sign of incompatibility, and the only thing that could feel free was the small flowers on the side of the road and the blue in the sky when the maid took her and her sister to school every day.

Bright yellow flowers, and when he grew up, he learned that those flowers were called calendula.

There are few people in the school who dare to talk to him more, the teacher is afraid of offending him, if he complains to his father after he goes back, then maybe the donation of the parent-teacher association will be less, and his classmates always say good things in front of him, and he feels unreal at a young age, just like he is now facing those cameras and reporters.

However, all of this came to an end with a large investment loss from my father.

The high debt forced them to sell their bungalow, and his parents, who had always been accustomed to a good face, lied to the outside world again, describing a flight as a beautiful emigration, and that alley became the only beautiful picture in his childhood memory.

But his father is indeed very business-minded, and soon in a few years, he flourished again, relying on his previous connections and accurate investment judgment, he once again let them return to the good life of the past, his sister was sent to study in the United States, and he returned to China under the arrangement of his father, and was ready to expand the family business, but in the dark, God seemed to know that he didn't like these things, and not long after he came back, everything was not settled, he met Jin Suyuan's brother, and he wanted to sign him. said that there is definitely a way to make him shine in the entertainment industry.

Originally, he was not interested at all, but at that time, in order to deliberately want to be angry with his father, he finally agreed, when Jin Suyuan's brother began to ask him about his net worth background, he hesitated for a while, and finally brought it lightly, he did not completely tell his true identity, but hoped that the other party could arrange a past for him, and the reporter could not find a flawed past, and more importantly, it could not affect his sister's life.

originally thought that this would be a problem, but his agent was not a fuel-efficient lamp, and it was arranged all at once, which is why for such a long time, the reporter wanted to dig up his background, and the information he got was the same, an ordinary past without flaws.

He sighed deeply and closed his eyes, and the alley and the blue watercolor sky reappeared in his mind, and he often took planes, and every time he crossed the white clouds, and when he was about to approach the ground, he would always look out the window, looking for familiar colors, even if they were just similar.

However, after all these years, I don't know if it is the factor of time, or the blue sky in my memory has been blurred, or the height I am at is different, and the blue has never appeared again.