He leaned back and ordered, "Translate! ”

Xia Xingchen was stunned for a moment, looking at him with some confusion. 【For more exciting, please visit】Translation? What to translate? There's no one talking to him, is there?

Bai Yeqing used his chin to compare the huge screen in front of him. On that screen were the lyrics sung by the stars of Country Y on stage. Xia Xingchen understood and immediately translated it word by word. Bai Yeqing only said, "What did you say?" ”

In the field, the acoustics were very good, her voice was very soft, and it was covered by the acoustics.

Xia Xingchen had to get closer to his ear and translate from the beginning.

Bai Yeqing glanced sideways slightly, and she could see her serious and focused face. Her eyes always fell on the big screen in front of her, and her red lips twitched slightly. In the dim light, her little face became even fairer......

So close, I could smell the faint scent of her.

Too familiar.

It was so familiar that he suddenly felt a dull pain in his chest, and the pain spread all the way to the tip of his heart. I'd love to ask this woman why she suddenly didn't want him! Where can he not compare to Yu Zenan? Why was she able to withdraw so resolutely and freely again and again? Tossing and turning at night, is he the only one who has difficulty sleeping?!

That night, she said that they 'may not necessarily have a future', was it because she really didn't care at all?

Or is it ......

In her thoughts, in fact...... Really never sketched out the future that belongs to both of them?

When he fantasized about holding hands with her and walking into the White Feather Palace to receive the blessings of the whole people, and when he fantasized about taking her to meet her parents, he ...... with Yu Zenan

"Okay, that's it." She said the closing remarks, and the soft voice brought his thoughts to an abrupt halt.

With that, her gaze slowly withdrew from the curtain and fell to him. He stared at her with no intention of withdrawing his gaze, just like that, he could match her eyes.

The complex and deep feelings revealed in those eyes made Xia Xingchen's heart tighten, and there was a moment of throbbing in his heart.

Is it your own delusion? I always feel ......

He looked at his gaze, and there was some desolation, some ...... Pain......

"Mr. President?" Xia Xingchen was a little confused by his eyes, she pinched her palm to calm herself down, and then she called him calmly.

He seemed to come to his senses at this point, didn't say anything, and looked away. His gaze fell on the center of the stage, and he returned to his original indifference and detachment.

Looking at him like this, Xia Xingchen couldn't help but feel a little sneering in his heart.

Looks like......

Just now, I guess it was really my own delusion!

After that, Bai Yeqing seemed to have completely forgotten about Xia Xingchen. He left her aside, and whoever spoke to him didn't need her as a translator. Xia Xingchen stood beside him with a pen and paper, feeling that it seemed completely unnecessary for him to come here tonight. I don't know why Leng Brown arranged for himself to come over.

After the cultural exchange event, it was a dinner as always. Xia Xingchen still has to follow him when he is a match. Tonight, he drank a lot of wine. Even Leng Brown, who was waiting outside the venue, noticed it, and talked to her in the headphones, "Miss Xia, Your Excellency has drunk too much wine, in case you lose your temper, please remind me a little." ”

"Okay." Xia Xingchen responded, watching Bai Yeqing come again without refusing, and drank half of the wine that an official had toasted. If it goes on like this, I should really get drunk.

Xia Xingchen was worried, and stepped forward, "Mr. President." ”

Bai Yeqing glanced at her, and then, ignored her. Xia Xingchen took a step forward and quietly pulled off his cuffs when there was no one else around. Bai Yeqing was stunned for a moment, lowered her head, and saw her white fingers pinching his shirt......

Chest, slightly swinging. It's like going back a while ago......

As if sensing his gaze, and realizing that he was a little out of shape, Xia Xingchen hurriedly withdrew his hand.

At that moment, Bai Yeqing's face sank, his thin lips lifted, and he asked, "What are you doing?" ”

“…… You can't drink anymore, you're going to get drunk if you drink again. ”

Bai Yeqing's eyes deepened and stared at her, "Miss Xia is a translator, not my secretary, still care about me?" ”

He was sarcastic that she was not qualified to say such a thing!

Xia Xingchen had no choice but to say, "...... It's cold brown that let me remind you. ”

"......" Bai Yeqing breathed heavily, and then looked at her eyes, they were also a little heavier, a little colder, as if they were going to swallow her whole person. The wine glass also made him put it back heavily on the tray he had passed by.

She was stared at and shivered, so she could only lower her head.

So...... This kind of thing, probably it would be much better for Leng Brown to remind him personally! As soon as she said that, he was so upset.

……………………

Halfway through the party, Bai Yeqing withdrew. Xia Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief and could finally go.

The group left the venue before and after. The wind outside rushed over, and Xia Xingchen shivered with cold, wanting to hide inside. It's getting colder and colder on this kind of day!

Bai Yeqing walked far ahead, and when he heard her gasping because of the cold, he subconsciously took off his suit. Xia Xingchen lowered his head and warmed his hands, while following the person to the front, suddenly, a weight on his shoulders. A warm garment was thrown over, covering her eyes.

She was stunned for a moment. Even if you don't pull the clothes off, just by smelling the smell, you know who the clothes are from.

It took a while for her to remove her clothes from the top of her head. Looking again, they had already reached the side of the car, and Bai Yeqing bent into the car.

Xia Xingchen hurriedly followed, "Mr. President, your clothes." ”

That tone made the man sitting in the car look cold. Glancing at her, "Get in the car!" ”

"I ...... Just take a taxi yourself. ”

"You're not afraid of freezing to death, and I don't want to see tomorrow's news that my translator came out with me and froze to death outside the Ministry of Foreign Affairs!" His tone was heavy.

Leng Brown saw that her nose was red from the cold, and she also persuaded: "Miss Xia, get in the car." ”

It's cold indeed. You don't always have to get a taxi right away. Xia Xingchen didn't insist anymore, only nodded with Leng Brown, and subconsciously retreated to the back to take the car she was in when she came. However, before he took a step, he heard someone's voice again, "Miss Xia, do you know what a personal translator is?" ”

Xia Xingchen was puzzled and glanced back at him.

His expression was cold, and he pursed his lips, obviously not wanting to explain more. Leng Brown naturally understood, and quickly opened the car door and made a 'please' gesture.

"Miss Xia, you sit in this car."

“…… But isn't the work all over? "Personal translation, it's true that you have to stay close, but isn't it all over now?

"Maybe...... How about a member of the embassy who wants to talk to you on the phone? "Leng Brown really admires his ability to talk nonsense.

Xia Xingchen had to sit in.

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