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Chapter 39 The Taste of Happiness

Unknowingly, an hour passed. Everyone around the dining table was chatting and laughing, and it was very lively. However, Lin Fusheng's drinking capacity was really limited. After drinking less than two glasses, he blushed and pushed it away, and the rest of the wine was naturally consumed.

Zhou Jing drank it. It was the first time for him to drink this kind of home-brewed high-altitude wine, and he felt very uncomfortable. Before leaving the table, his body was swaying and his tongue gradually became bigger.

"Xiao Jing, don't just drink, eat more food!" Qin Xiaoqian felt a little distressed when she saw it, so she picked up the seafood and handed it to his bowl.

"Okay, Sister Qin." Zhou Jing smiled and nodded, gently moved the wine glass away, ate more staple food, and suppressed the smell of alcohol before feeling better. However, when he went to the front desk to check out, he still felt that the alcohol was rising.

, was very uncomfortable. After leaving the hotel, he and Lin Fusheng stood on the steps smoking and chatting. After being blown by the breeze outside for a while, he felt that his mind gradually became clearer and his mood became brighter.

He Yufeng accompanied Qin Xiaoqian to the nearby store and bought a few snacks. Qin Xiaoqian picked out a few bags of hazelnuts and put them into the shopping bag. After leaving the store, she put her hand on her forehead and said she felt a little dizzy, like she had a cold.

I went to the pharmacy, then walked alone along the intersection, crossed the side street, and went to a pharmacy opposite. I blushed and bought emergency contraceptive pills, put them in my bag, and then calmly returned to the hotel.

At this time, Lin Fusheng's door was open. When she entered the room, she found three people sitting on the bed playing cards. She also moved a chair to sit next to Zhou Jing, and the four of them started playing double dunk. Zhou Jing and He Yufeng were

A group of people, but they were in the Cao camp but their hearts were in the Han Dynasty. From time to time, they gave Qin Xiaoqian cards and secretly let her go, so that she would be the first to escape every time. He Yufeng saw something fishy and sulked next to her, with a very ugly look on her face.

While chatting, I couldn’t help but feel a little emotional when I mentioned the scene when I was in the unit. Now with the development and growth of the business there, the personnel has changed a lot. The work of the Merchants Bureau seems not to be taken seriously. The leaders all feel that now

The stall has been opened big enough and the income is considerable. There is no need to work hard on attracting investment, but to shift the focus elsewhere. After hearing this, Zhou Jing was a little dissatisfied, but did not say much, and remained calm.

Compared with his previous youthful appearance, he now looks much more mature.

Everyone was playing cards, and Qin Xiaoqian said she was tired and wanted to go back to rest. She threw down the cards and got up and went back to the room. Zhou Jing wanted to follow him, but Lin Fusheng pulled him back and started playing chess. Lin Fusheng arrived.

Before going to the provincial capital, I saw an old man on the roadside arranging a game and offering fifty yuan to anyone who could break it. He was so excited that he moved a small bench and tried it, but he only took seven or eight steps.

, he lost. He was a little unwilling, so he took the chessboard with him to study the solution. Playing chess by himself was too boring, so he asked Zhou Jing to play chess.

Although it is said to be an endgame, there are still twenty-two chess pieces on the chessboard, including thirteen black chess pieces and nine red chess pieces. The red chess piece goes first and the checkmate black chess piece counts as the winner. It is said that this endgame piece is a well-known folk figure.

It was published by a master and took several months. It was inspired by the story of Guan Yun who traveled thousands of miles alone and defeated six generals through five levels. This kind of chess layout is very difficult to design and even more difficult to crack.

After placing the chess pieces, the two began to play chess. At first, Zhou Jing was still thinking about the woman and was a little absent-minded. But gradually, he was attracted by the end of the game and started to concentrate on it. However, he played more than a dozen games.

I always feel that this chess has no solution. No matter how I move, the black chess has an absolute advantage. At critical moments, it can always catch the red chess by surprise and tightly entangle it.

Zhou Jing actually had some doubts. Lin Fusheng remembered the chess record wrongly, but Lin Fusheng insisted that he had not remembered the wrong position. The two argued for a while before starting again. This time Zhou Jing held the black chess for defense and Lin Fusheng held the red chess.

Attack, tried a few more games, and just when I was feeling desperate, I finally made a mistake and Lin Fusheng solved the game. After reviewing the game, Lin Fusheng couldn't help sighing that this game was really changeable and extremely dangerous. If you want to

To break the game, you must be willing to sacrifice your chess pieces and put them to death to survive. There is no other way.

Seeing Lin Fusheng's smile, Zhou Jing was also very happy. But he turned to look at the side wall and saw that the wall clock on the wall showed that it was already ten o'clock at night. He hurriedly picked up the cigarette, put it in his pocket, and stood up.

He said goodbye and retreated outside. With Lin Fusheng seeing him off, he walked to the door, got into the car, and drove the car a few meters away. He turned around and saw that Lin Fusheng had returned, so he took out his mobile phone and called Qin Xiaoqian.

, whispered a few words, turned off the phone, leaned his head against the car window, lit a cigarette, and admired the night view of the city.

Not long after, Qin Xiaoqian, wearing a black dress, floated over like a fragrant orchid. She opened the car door, sat in the passenger seat, sighed, and said helplessly: "I told you, I'll come over tomorrow."

Yes, why are you still chasing me here?"

"What can I do? One day without seeing her is like three autumns!" Zhou Jing smiled, looked at her tenderly, started the car and drove forward.

Qin Xiaoqian smiled brightly, turned on the car stereo, played soft and soothing pop music, turned her head out of the car window, looked at the neon lights flashing, and the colorful street scene at night, and sighed softly: "The night in the provincial capital is so good, it is a dreamy place

The colorful world!”

Zhou Jing turned to look at her, touched her greasy little hand, and said softly: "Since you like it, you can move here too."

Qin Xiaoqian pursed her lips and smiled, stretched out her hand to touch the flower-blooming bun next to her ears, shook her head and said, "How can that be done? It's unrealistic!"

Zhou Jing smiled and lowered his voice: "Why is it unrealistic?"

Qin Xiaoqian sighed, played with her hair, looked at Zhou Jing driving, a slight smile appeared on her lips, and said softly: "You are not familiar with the place in the provincial capital, and you have to start your career again, how can you do that?

easy?"

Zhou Jing was displeased and frowned: "Well, as long as you want to come over, let me take care of the work and Jingjing's transfer of schools, and there won't be any problems."

Qin Xiaoqian pursed her lips slightly and looked at Zhou Jing with a half-smile. After a long while, she said softly: "No need, I'm used to it over there."

"Okay, let's talk about it then." After hearing this, Zhou Jing felt a little regretful and stopped saying anything. Instead, he listened to the music and drove the car slowly.

Qin Xiaoqian held her face in her hands and looked out the window. When she saw a cafe in front of her, she smiled slightly, pointed and said, "Let's go have a drink!"

"Okay!" Zhou Jing turned the steering wheel and parked the car on the side of the road. The two got out of the car and entered the coffee shop side by side. They sat down by the window and ordered two cups of hot coffee. Zhou Jing took a silver spoon and stirred

He drank the dark brown liquid in the cup and whispered: "Is Jingjing okay?"

Qin Xiaoqian hummed and said calmly: "It's okay, but she's even more naughty."

Zhou Jing smiled, took a sip of coffee, and sighed: "Have you forgotten me, little one?"

Qin Xiaoqian shook her head slightly and said with a smile: "No, I still mention it often."

Zhou Jing hummed and asked again: "Where is Teacher Zheng, how is she?"

Qin Xiaoqian was silent, a trace of inexplicable sadness suddenly appeared on her pretty face, and she whispered: "I've lost weight!"

Although it was just two words, it was like a heavy hammer, hitting Zhou Jing's heart hard, making his nose sore and almost crying. He quickly turned his head and looked out the window, trying hard to hide the complicated emotions in his heart, using

A low voice said: "Are you too tired from class?"

"Well, she is in charge." Qin Xiaoqian smiled bitterly, her expression became a little dazed, and said softly: "Sister-in-law Xiuzhen, my relationship with my eldest brother is not very good. They always quarrel, but things have gotten better this time.

, my thoughts are all on the children.”

Zhou Dingding nodded, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a few deep breaths, and said nonchalantly: "In a few days, if I have the chance to go back, I'll go see her."

"No!" Qin Xiaoqian turned her head, looked at Zhou Jing deeply, and said hesitantly: "I know what she needs. Now that it's over, why not forget it and don't disturb her free life, okay?"

"Okay, I'll just listen to you!" Zhou Jing was a little absent-minded, frowning and smoking, the lingering smoke entwining between his fingers, drifting upward.

Qin Xiaoqian picked up the coffee, took a sip, adjusted her mood, and said with a smile: "I don't want to come over, and I don't want to disturb your life. Xiaojing, you are still young. There is no need to dwell on the past. You should look for opportunities and start over!"

Zhou Jing nodded silently, looking into those bright and clear eyes, and said guiltily: "Sister Qin, it's my fault, it's all my fault!"

Qin Xiaoqian waved her hands and chuckled: "Life is like a play, and play is like life. Many times, it doesn't matter what is right or wrong."

Zhou Jing put out the cigarette, threw it into the pink ashtray next to him, and said in a low voice, "You seem a little depressed."

"Maybe!" Qin Xiaoqian raised her hand, touched the delicate jade pendant next to her ear, and mused: "There will always be a lot of helplessness in reality. Maybe, only memories are beautiful, right?"

Zhou Jing smiled and whispered: "Not necessarily, as long as you cherish it, every moment can be happy."

Qin Xiaoqian smiled lightly and said with some melancholy: "Maybe!"

Zhou Jing glanced out the window, then stood up and said, "Sister Qin, you sit down first, I'll go out for a while and I'll be back later."

"Okay." Qin Xiaoqian nodded, watching Zhou Jingteng go downstairs, and turned his head out the window, only to see Zhou Jing leaving the coffee shop and running straight to a flower shop diagonally opposite. Perhaps because he was going too fast, he actually ran into a Mercedes-Benz.

Passing by, Qin Xiaoqian's face turned pale with shock.

But fortunately, Zhou Jing quickly avoided it and escaped unharmed. He quickly ran into the flower shop. After a while, he ran out holding a bouquet of red roses and ran towards the flower shop happily with a smile on his face.

"What a silly boy!" The corners of Qin Xiaoqian's eyes were moist, and there were clear and crystal tears in her eyes.

She took out a tissue, wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, packed up the items on the table, took her bag, went to the front desk to check out, and went out. Holding the bouquet of roses, she raised it to her nose, took a deep breath, and spoke softly

Said: "It smells so good!"

Zhou Jing smiled slightly and whispered: "Are you happy?"

Qin Xiaoqian nodded, took his arm, walked towards the car, and said softly: "Of course, this is the taste of happiness."

PS: I am really guilty of the updates in the past few days.

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