Preface:

Gorgeous palaces, dreamy balls, all kinds of people who are at the top of fashion gather here at this moment. Those ladies and ladies all exuded a brilliant light, their makeup was delicate and refined, and their smiles were charming and charming. Xiao Xin could only watch their dazzling light in the corner on one side, while he was still ordinary to replace his sick friend as a day's service staff.

Xiao Xin still has a natural smile with a 45° natural smile at the corner of his mouth that he specially requested.

"Look, look, he is the youngest president of Hongyu Group, Young Master Zhao, who won the first place in a famous university at the age of twelve, and now he has graduated from graduate school in the United States at the age of sixteen. In the future, he will definitely inherit his father's industry, and this time is not the introduction of him as the president of Hongyu Group. Wow. Family, back. The scenery and the mind were all gathered on him. ”

Xiao Xin raised his gaze to see what this highly praised boy of his age looked like. Isn't it too perverse but counterproductive. But because of the distance, there is also the heavy cover of the crowd. Xiao Xin only saw a seemingly slender back. Although the back is tall, it seems to be thin from long-term fatigue and malnutrition.

But all this has nothing to do with Xiao Xin, and Xiao Xin didn't expect to have an intersection with such a person at all. I continued to be busy with the trivial matters in the venue. I don't know how long it took, and the supervisor was anxious to shout from the headset, "Xiao Xin, hurry up to the backfield, there are not enough people in the backfield!" ”

Xiao Xin received the order and hurriedly walked west along the huge venue. Walking through the crowd, he was even more apologetic, "I'm sorry, please let me go..."

The melodious tune, accompanied by the sighing sound of the crowd, Xiao Xin was suddenly violently touched by the person who turned around in front of him, because the crowd by the pool was relatively loose, so Xiao Xin has been walking along the edge of the pool, and at this moment he was bumped and could not prevent his feet from slipping. "Fell into the pool.

Xiao Xin is a landlubber. And he is already mildly short-sighted, and the glasses on the bridge of his nose have long been thrown away? For a moment, Xiao Xin raised his hand, only to know that he was vigorously fluttering on the water. "Help, help, help~" shouted hard, Xiao Xin's nose and mouth continued to pour a large mouthful of water. The closed eyes seemed to be on the verge of life and death, and they didn't dare to open them.

Xiao Xin didn't remember anything, only remembered that the sound of "poof" suddenly sounded next to him, and it didn't take long for a pair of powerful hands around his waist beside him, and a stream of cologne and a good smell of teenager on the man's body poured into the tip of his sharp nose. Let Xiao Xin feel comfortable. However, the palm of his hand seemed to have found a life-saving straw, and he pulled the boy's clothes and did not let go. Xiao Xin gasped heavily, his heart rate continued to accelerate, and when he opened his eyes slowly, he couldn't see the man's appearance clearly, it was very blurry, but he felt so young, and his white skin was very delicate. Very thin bones. And, what a silky dress... It should be so expensive. Xiao Xin said secretly, "You won't let me pay for the dress." If so, I really can't afford to pay for it. ’

After that, Xiao Xin fell into a coma.

It was like a dream for years. That person was already vague, but it had faded into memory later. I used to want to find that person to thank you. But because he was only a substitute shift, he was not familiar with people, and everyone else was busy at that time, Xiao Xin did not find the person who helped him that day.

However, I heard a waiter inexplicably mention that Young Master Zhao walked out of the venue that day drenched, so Hongyu's chairman, who was also Young Master Zhao's father, was very angry.

Xiao Xin didn't know if it was a coincidence, and shrugged his shoulders. I can only remember the events of that year, waking up from a dream. Xiao Xin stretched lazily. Look at the warm sun and feel the hope brought by the sun.

In the blink of an eye, eight years later.