Chapter 20 Chapter 20 Time has come to this moment, as if everything...

Time has come to this moment, as if everything has a good ending.

Xiaozhen and he restored their previous relationship, even if it took a long time not to see each other.

Zhou Yun never thought of divorce, and he could still give her a lot of face and vanity.

Qiao Yihua was still fighting for absolute control before the company went public, walking on a tightrope every step.

Maybe this is the best.

If everyone returns to their original positions, it will be a very good ending, then everything will not be the way it is more than a month later.

Xiaozhen was able to live in peace for more than a month.

He also kept his word and didn't make a single phone call.

Then there was a rainy and snowy day, and the whole city of Shanghai was jammed.

Qiao Yihua rarely drove once, and stopped and started for more than an hour.

When he was staring blankly at the front, the car window was gently knocked.

The glass opened automatically with a very bright smile, and a little snowflakes outside fell on his wet hair.

Qiao Yihua reached out and wiped the snow water from her eyes.

Xiaozhen handed over a few carnations.

"Happy New Year."

Qiao Yihua took it, still very fresh. "There are still a few days before the 1st."

Xiaozhen said, "I know, I'm afraid I won't see you later. I saw you when I was taking the bus just now, and now I've been waiting for a while since I got off the bus, so I bought ten flowers on the street and gave you half."

Qiao Yihua looked at her and smiled, "Are you cold? Come in and I'll take you home."

Xiaozhen thought for a moment and shook her head.

In December, nearly half of the class had not shown up. Some were preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination, some had already inherited the family business and went to work, and many of the remaining people were confused like her.

The teacher no longer called the roll, and the graduation thesis topic had been announced and many went to the library to prepare graduation thesis.

Xiaozhen went home early after a few days of class. She calculated that the Spring Festival was in mid-February, and the school would start in March, so there was not much time left before the manuscript was due.

So she started writing when she got home.

When she went to the city library to borrow books and check information, it was a little rainy and snowy, and she sat on the bus, walking and stopping, and was in a daze.

Later, she got off at the halfway station.

The road was very congested, and it was difficult to move.

Xiaozhen might have walked home much faster than the car. Should I say hello to Qiao Yihua when I see him? After all, he said that we can only meet during the Mid-Autumn Festival and the Spring Festival.

Later, the car moved slowly and was always in front.

So I bought some flowers for him.

Qiao Yihua said, "I have something to do tonight. You can go up by yourself at the gate of the community."

Xiaozhen thought about it and got on the car.

Somehow, the traffic jam eased after getting on the car, and she arrived home more than ten minutes later.

After getting off the car, Xiaozhen waved and said, "Goodbye, brother."

Qiao Yihua waved back, "Yeah."

Only she believed in this trick.

She had just finished taking a shower and was about to write her thesis when there was a gentle knock on the door.

Xiaozhen opened her eyes wide and looked at the cat's eye again and again. Before she could say anything, Qiao Yihua said, "Don't look."

Xiaozhen had no right to keep people away, and his hair was wet, probably because it was raining heavily outside.

"Don't wait for me to get angry."

Xiaozhen opened the door, "You have to keep your word."

Qiao Yihua put on his slippers and coat and turned on the air conditioner, "It's so cold and it saves electricity."

He sat on the sofa, limp and tired, touched his pocket, and took out a dry-fried cigarette box. Qiao Yihua took out his wallet and took out a few hundred yuan, "Go downstairs and buy me a pack of cigarettes."

Xiaozhen didn't take over, unhappy and didn't say anything.

Qiao Yihua said: "What do you want me to say? I won't have sex with you tonight, right? Okay, can you stop looking like you're dying?"

Xiaozhen smiled, "No need for your money, I have it."

Then he picked up his coat and an umbrella and walked out.

He just went out and came back, leaning over and asking: "What brand?"

Qiao Yihua: "Don't you know what brand I've been smoking for so many years?"

"I think they're all the same."

"Then just pick the most expensive one."

Xiaozhen said: "I haven't seen any domestic tobacco shops selling cigars."

"Then buy Zhonghua!"

When Xiaozhen came back, she brought two servings of fried rice, and added a few eggs and ham sausages to the pot. It tasted very good.

However, Qiao Yihua had no appetite. She smoked a few cigarettes while lying on the bed in the study, her eyes empty.

What made him like this must be work.

She ate very happily, reading the materials while eating.

"Do you know what the hell you wrote in those three pages? "The Prospects and Trends of China's Internet", you have touched the computer a few times, and you are still looking forward. Can you look forward to the direction of the Internet and computers with a few thousand words?"

Xiaozhen: "Don't you write the basics first when writing a paper? Our school has microcomputer classes, and you can read them every week."

"Why don't you write a 10,000-word basic definition, the kind that elementary school teachers can teach in the first grade."

Xiaozhen looked at him: "Then what should I do? Rewrite it?"

Qiao Yihua said: "You should rewrite it. Although your school's requirements are not very strict, you should at least write down your ideas. You haven't even written anything in practice. What the hell did you write? I will go to the United States during the winter vacation in a while, and I can visit Silicon Valley to study."

Xiaozhen's attitude towards this major is actually very ordinary, and she doesn't have much interest in it. It's just ordinary. She will definitely not go to the United States during the summer vacation. It can be heard that the words she said about not meeting each other are all pretense to coax people. He

casually replied: "So amazing?"

He said lightly: "Half of my old classmates are abroad, all over the world."

"Then why didn't you go abroad at that time? Sister Ren Qiu said that you went abroad to pursue your first love girlfriend but didn't catch up with her in the end."

Qiao Yihua kicked her chair, "She really told you nonsense. But one thing is true, the income is high and the conditions are good after going abroad, the difference is as big as heaven and earth, but you know I'm used to living a poor life, and I can't live a good life anymore."

Xiaozhen turned her head and laughed: "Brother, you really look like a nouveau riche sometimes."

Qiao Yihua: "Who is not a nouveau riche? Chinese people can only eat enough for less than two years. The rich are not all those who have made their fortunes in the past ten years. We are all second-generation workers and farmers. We didn't have enough to eat when we were young, and we want to squander money when we have money."

He got up from the bed and hugged Xiaozhen, ate a mouthful of fried rice with a spoon, rubbed her face and said: "But I still want to live outside for a while, and then give it to a professional manager. I'm almost ten years older because of my tiredness."

"Go and rest if you're tired."

When Xiaozhen came back to the room after washing up, the whole room was filled with smoke and the floor was covered with cigarette butts. He lay on her bed with his legs crossed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

I think he is in this state today because he is really worried. He never pretended to be deep before.

Qiao Yihua said, "Is the smell of cigarettes strong?"

Xiaozhen: "I'm used to it."

"It's okay once you're used to it. My mom said I'll die of lung cancer sooner or later, but it's really hard to quit something. It's very hard." He reached out to grab Xiaozhen, holding her waist. "It's very hard. You see, I brought you up to be a beautiful girl. I can't stand anyone pressing you on the bed. You have to understand me."

Xiaozhen saw that he was crazy again, "I don't want to get married, have children, or anything."

Qiao Yihua said, "You said before that you'd hug someone else in the blink of an eye. I don't think I'll die of lung cancer. You must be mad at me to death."

He brought the quilt over and leaned against it, flicking the ash. "I feel uncomfortable all over my body now. I'm afraid I'll die young if the check-up shows up. Think about it, if you make so much money, won't you be a nouveau riche waiting to go into the coffin?"

"You can donate it to those in need."

Qiao Yihua patted her forehead. "How much I donated to the school, you got it through donations."

"I can't argue with you. Go away. I want to sleep."

"Okay." He whispered, "Once is fine?"

Xiaozhen shook her head.

Qiao Yihua got up, opened the quilt, spread it in a second, and lay down in it, "I'll sleep here that night."

Xiaozhen quickly turned off the light for him, closed the door and walked away.

Qiao Yihua fell asleep very quickly. In less than ten minutes, he was already snoring slightly.

As soon as she came in, she heard a very small voice: "Take off my clothes."

Fortunately, I was in a normal mood today, at least the impression left was okay.

In the morning, Xiaozhen got up early and bought some shengjian and meatball soup. Qiao Yihua got up and ate two mouthfuls each. Within a minute of eating, he took his coat and prepared to go out. Before leaving, he lowered his head and kissed Xiaozhen deeply, patted her face with his hand, "See you in a few days."

He said a few days, not a few days, three or four days.

Qiao Yihua drank the most that day, more than in previous Spring Festivals. The dark clouds hovering over the company were immediately cleared, and the people sitting around him were all the core personnel of the company who followed his lead.

At this age, people's desire for power reaches its peak, and he will drink as long as someone toasts him.

I don't know how many years older people are still calling him brother. They probably don't call him brother, but "Brother Hua".

Although Qiao Yihua was very clear-headed and his face was slightly red, the people at the table talked about everything from Qin Shihuang to Clinton. The excitement and stimulation made them drink more and more. Fangzi understood Qiao Yihua's routine very well and asked softly, do you want to call your sister-in-law to come over?

His voice was neither loud nor soft, and he didn't avoid it, so he asked Xiaozhen to come over.

When Fangzi called Xiaozhen, he said that Mr. Qiao was drunk and was in the hotel. Many people from the company were there.

Even so, Xiaozhen didn't dress up much. She put on a little lipstick and looked like a decent person.

When she came over, a group of people had finished their meal, and Qiao Yihua was talking to someone at the entrance of the hotel.

Many people in the company came later, and not many knew her, but there were many people who remembered Xiaozhen because she had performed at the annual meeting, so it was half and half.

Qiao Yihua reached out and held her, and the few people talked for a few words and then went out.

When Xiaozhen went out, she made flower tea at home and put it in a thermos.

After getting in the car, he handed it to Qiao Yihua, who took a sip and said, "It's a little hot, not too sweet."

Xiaozhen said, "I'll just stir it. When you get home

later, you can shake it and it will be dizzy." Put a little rock sugar in the scented tea and freeze it in the refrigerator. This is a flavor he sang by mistake when he was drunk a long time ago. It's icy and slightly sweet, and it tastes very good.

She has always been very good at controlling the amount of sugar.

At first, they took a detour, and Xiaozhen thought he was going back to his own home. Later, he walked farther and farther, thinking he was avoiding traffic jams.

Finally, after walking for more than an hour and getting on the viaduct, Xiaozhen asked in confusion, "Where are you going?"

Qiao Yihua lowered his head and put it in front of her face: "To a very fun place."

This fun place is almost in Suzhou, a hot spring resort. It's

a small villa with a swimming pool in front. The water in the pool is warm.

The house is heated and it's very warm.

It took a long time to drive to the accommodation, which is very quiet.