Chapter 41 I love you

Everything he said made sense.

Cheng Weiyue had no way to refute, she just made her request: "Then... we can't let my parents see it."

Zhou Jingwei smiled politely and said, "Okay."

The development of Jingcheng in recent years can be said to be rapid and rapid. In fact, Zhou Jingwei rarely sees such a quiet place as Tinglan Hutong.

It is not like the city center of Jingcheng, but rather like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.

When passing a small natural lake, Zhou Jingwei exclaimed: "It's really beautiful here, like an ink painting."

Cheng Weiyue followed his gaze and saw the moonlight reflected on the clear lake, casting a silvery glow.

Her eyes looked a little more nostalgic: "When I was a child, my mother would come here to wash clothes."

The moon and stars were sparse, and the journey was neither long nor short, just enough for a few greetings.

Cheng Weiyue stopped at the corner of her home and returned her coat to Zhou Jingwei: "Just send it here."

Zhou Jingwei didn't say anything, but took the coat handed over by Cheng Weiyue and took it in his hand.

Cheng Weiyue looked at him, "Then I'll go home first."

Zhou Jingwei said yes.

Just a few steps after Cheng Weiyue walked out, she suddenly heard Zhou Jingwei calling her name from behind her.

In a lazy and depressed voice, with a hint of soft seduction, he called her: "Yueyue."

Cheng Weiyue turned her head and looked at him.

Zhou Jingwei stood on the long and narrow path, with the dim street lights shining on him.

When he spoke, his voice sounded like old paintings, old wine, and the sandalwood-scented scriptures Cheng Weiyue had seen when she was young. They were all examples that could only be left behind after being tempered by time.

He said: "Good night, and..."

"I love you."

His eyebrows were soaked with the moonlight. Such an elegant person said in a serious and unadulterated voice: "Yueyue, love at first sight is a cliché, but I am definitely not lying to you. I love you very much, for the first time in my life."

I am attracted to a girl for the first time. I may not be good enough now, but I will not let you down in the future."

By Zhao Hanchen's side, Cheng Weiyue had seen numerous ways in which children from aristocratic families tried to conquer a woman.

There are those who spend money, those who use power to conquer step by step, those who rely on sweet words to seduce, and there are also those who, like Zhao Hanchen, can make countless women fly to the flames with just one face.

That circle seems to no longer believe in sincerity.

No one is like Zhou Jingwei.

He said love.

Every word is love.

Cheng Weiyue was touched, but also uneasy.

She didn't answer, turned around and disappeared around the corner.

Zhou Jingwei saw the moon print on the hem of her pajamas, which flashed by and was engraved in his sight and remembered in his heart.

He smiled, feeling very good for some reason.

As he walked back step by step, Zhou Jingwei smelled the fragrance of Cheng Weiyue on his windbreaker.

Very sweet and warm.

I really want to keep it private.

He walked to the alley and just started the car when he received a call from Zhao Ximo.

"Jing Wei, where are you?" Zhao Ximo lowered his voice and sounded anxious.

Zhou Jingwei drove the car onto the highway and answered casually: "Is something wrong?"

"Don't you know what you did today? Do you still dare to ask me if anything is wrong?"

Zhao Ximo sighed and lowered his voice: "Whatever you do must provoke Zhao Hanchen. That guy has a bad temper. He gets angry like a firecracker. Why do you bother to come?"

After Zhou Jingwei heard this, not only was he not touched, but he was in the mood to tease him: "Looking at your tone, it seems that I've hit you hard."

"You are still making sarcastic remarks here! There is a fire at your city gate, and I am the one who suffers!"

Zhao Ximo pinched his eyebrows and said in an irritable tone: "If you have nothing to do tonight, you can come to Yuzhan. Zhao Hanchen is clamoring to see you. If you don't come, I'm really afraid that he will tear my place apart."

Already."

Zhou Jingwei put his fingers on the steering wheel, nodded casually, and said in a calm tone: "I know, I'll come over now."

Zhao Ximo breathed a sigh of relief and said comfortingly: "You just need to talk things over tonight. The friendship we have had for so many years is still there. We all grew up together. There is no need for a woman to affect our relationship."

, are you right?"

Zhou Jingwei didn't answer, the car got off the highway and drove in the direction of Yuxian.

He glanced at the intersection in the distance where traffic jams were common. The road conditions were rarely good, and he said, "I'm almost there."

Zhao Ximo heard this and walked out of the lounge: "Okay, I'll go upstairs to find Han Chen now. You can come up directly when the time comes."

Zhou Jingwei said yes, with a slightly casual tone.

Just as Zhao Ximo was about to say something, Zhou Jingwei had already hung up the phone.

He was also used to this guy's behavior and walked helplessly to the elevator on the side.

The waiter was waiting at the elevator. He watched Zhao Ximo come over and then asked: "Mr. Zhao, are we waiting for Mr. Zhou downstairs?"

Zhao Ximo nodded and said, "When Jing Wei gets downstairs, you can send him up."

The elevator door closed, Zhao Ximo swiped his card and pinched his eyebrows irritably.

In fact, the relationship between him and Zhao Hanchen was very complicated. Their families had a close relationship a hundred years ago, and they were even somewhat related.

Now that several generations have passed, although this relationship has faded, after all, there is still the friendship that we grew up with for so many years. Although it is not a deep friendship with Zhou Jingwei, it is indeed difficult to break up.

If Zhou Jingwei and Zhao Hanchen really broke up, he would really be a bad person.

When Zhao Ximo walked into the box with complicated emotions, as soon as he opened the door, he was overcome by the pungent smell of alcohol and burst into tears.

"Did you use the wine to mop the floor? Why is it so... rushing..." Zhao Ximo said to the end, and saw Zhao Hanchen sitting on the sofa, drinking wine without saying a word, his aura was weak.

Go down.

He looked down and saw that the broken wine bottles on the ground were indeed used to mop the floor.

Zhao Hanchen didn't seem to notice Zhao Ximo at all and continued to drink.

His tie was tugged loosely and the buttons on his collar were ripped open, giving him a slutty look.

After a long time, he raised his head and looked at Zhao Ximo. His phoenix eyes were filled with layers of bloodshot eyes, which was shocking.

"Hanchen..." Zhao Ximo sighed and called him.

Zhao Hanchen ignored him. He didn't see the person he wanted to see. He turned away his eyes mercilessly and drank a glass of wine. His drinking movements were too neat, and he drank in a completely life-threatening way.

But there were so many people sitting next to Zhao Hanchen, and no one dared to speak to dissuade him.

Li Zhao was sitting closest to Zhao Hanchen and saw Zhao Ximo. He waved to him to smooth things over and said, "Brother Mo."

Zhao Ximo smiled and sat down opposite Li Zhao and Zhao Hanchen coolly.
Chapter completed!