"Where are we going?" Luo Qing was a little confused. Is it really okay that they just ran out of the venue like this?
"Take you to meet another Qiu Zixuan." Zixuan smiled mysteriously, drove the sports car very fast, and soon he drove to the city center, parked the car casually at the intersection of Charles Cross Street, and pulled Luo Qing away.
On the street.
"What is this place?" It's a completely different world from the luxury of the hotel just now. It has the same artistic atmosphere, but it is definitely fashionable. Many young people are walking by in groups, and couples are kissing or being intimate on the street unscrupulously.
caress.
Zixuan took a coat from the car and put it on Luo Qing. She was wearing a backless evening dress. She didn't feel cold in the venue just now. Now they were walking on the street. Fortunately, Zixuan was prepared, so she didn't feel cold.
As for freezing his precious wife.
"Aren't you cold?" Luo Qing shrank her neck and seemed to feel a little cold.
"It's not cold." Zixuan smiled. When he was training in the past, he did special training in a closed space at several degrees below zero. Now even if he wears a single coat and walks on the streets of London, he probably won't feel cold. Taking Luo Qing to the center of Charles Cross Street, he told her, "This is a famous nightlife center in London. Many young people or office workers come here to have a drink after get off work, or to hunt for sex. of."
"Bar street?" Luo Qing rarely went to places like bars in China. She didn't have time when she was studying, and she didn't have time after work, nor did she have any extra money to spend on this kind of pastime.
"Similar." In fact, it was a bit strange for the two of them to walk on the street in such clothes, but the British have always been casual and casual, so when they saw them, they just smiled at them in a good-natured way.
Passing by a store selling clothes, Zixuan took Luo Qing and walked in. He randomly selected two sets of casual clothes. The suits and dresses he changed into were left in their store. Someone would pick them up there tomorrow, and then they finally didn't
It will attract the attention of passers-by.
Luo Qing stared at Zixuan intently. This guy usually wore a suit and tie. It was rare for him to wear casual clothes. Even the store owner was as dumbfounded as Luo Qing. Sure enough, he had a good figure and could wear any kind of clothes.
Wear something with a different taste.
"What are you looking at?" Zixuan raised his eyebrows. He used to like to wear casual clothes like this, but later because of work, he had no choice but to wear suits every day, but he got used to it later.
"When you go out like this, you act like an ordinary white-collar worker." Those words that came out of his mouth easily pleased Zixuan.
In fact, he also likes such an ordinary and simple life, right?
"I used to like places like this very much. It's relaxed, stress-free and unscrupulous." Zixuan led Luo Qing into a small shop selling milk tea. Each of them held a cup of hot milk tea. "It's winter, let's drink a cup of hot milk tea."
Sipping milk tea is the happiest thing."
"I thought you only drank that kind of high-end finely ground coffee." Luo Qing stuck out her tongue. At least since they met, she knew that he had very high requirements for the sophistication of life.
"When you live in a place for a long time, all your habits will be changed. It's not that you want to change, but the environment changes you." Zixuan smiled helplessly, "In the past, a dinner of thirty euros in France cost
It already felt like a luxury. Later, when I came to the UK, I was still used to coming here to have some snacks in the evening. The steak here for thirty dollars a piece is much more delicious than the three hundred dollars a piece in the hotel."
Luo Qing looked at Zixuan in confusion. She actually knew something about his past life, but he rarely mentioned it to her. She thought he didn't want to recall everything back then, so she didn't mention it to him.
But now it seems that Zixuan misses the life at that time very much.
"Isn't the life of a rich person bad?" Luo Qing bit her lip, her eyes filled with confusion.
"I have had your feeling of being out of place before. At that time, I had just returned to the Qiu family, and everyone was not very friendly to me. My uncle deliberately took me to some of Qiu's cocktail parties and so on. I felt like I
Like an outsider, standing there watching them toast and revel, all I see are fake smiles, polite greetings, or reserved winks. I don’t like it there, but I know that maybe in the future I
I will spend twenty or thirty years in a place like this, so I try hard to adapt myself to this place as soon as possible." Zixuan took a sip of milk tea and said with a smile, "I know the feeling of forcing yourself, so I didn't think about it.
You have to force yourself to adapt to that place. I am taking you there today just to let you have a look at my life, not to ask you to change yourself to cater to me."
Holding the milk tea in her hand, Luo Qing lowered her head in deep thought.
"Luo Qing, I'm not the kind of young man who was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. I've been hungry, I've suffered frostbite, and because I didn't have enough money to see a doctor, I almost had a high fever and went into shock and coma. I've also experienced that kind of life.
During those years in France, Mommy and I were very secretive. We didn’t want Daddy to know this, because the past has passed. I know you have shadows and uneasiness in your heart. Although we are married and have children,
You always feel that the me standing in front of you is too ideal, and all your knowledge of me is given to you by me, right?" They walked and talked at the same time.
"So, you know." Luo Qing's voice was very soft, a little embarrassed.
Most of the time she deliberately ignores these feelings. After all, Zixuan has told her a lot about him, about his gangster friends, about the Watanabe Club, and about the Qiu family, although she already knows a lot that others don't know.
Qiu Zixuan, but it's still not enough.
Zixuan will always be the leader between them, and she will follow. She will accept whatever Zixuan gives her. She knows that he has given her a lot of fame, status, wealth, love, and marriage, but it is precisely because of what he gave her.
Too much, making her more and more greedy, wanting to get everything about him, wanting to know everything about him.
"I don't want you to feel that there is any distance between us, because we have never had those things. I have also experienced the life you once had. I have experienced other people's eyes, disdain, contempt, and humiliation. Night markets like this
, the second-hand market, or simple fast food, I can adapt to it. What you said to Amanda today makes sense. In fact, I am also like this. I have lost the halo of President Qiu. I am just an ordinary man. I hope
I have a warm home, a beloved wife, and lovely children. Luo Qing, I am a real person, not an illusion. I will not disappear or disappear." Zixuan hugged Luo Qing, and his voice finally became louder and louder.
Gentlely, even cautiously, "How about you trust me? Just trust me like before. Don't be uneasy and don't feel inferior. In Qiu Zixuan's eyes, you are the most perfect, more perfect than anyone else."
Luo Qing suddenly felt distressed. How did this man love her? He discovered all the subtle uneasiness. Those things in his past were things he didn't want to touch, but
For her sake, he dug it all out just to prove that they were the same?
"Let's go, I'll take you to eat hot pot." He turned around and walked towards Chinatown.
"Hot pot? Is there also hot pot in the UK?" Luo Qing is definitely a simple creature and can only think about one thing at a time, so Zixuan easily diverted her attention.
"Of course." Zixuan nodded, pulled her into a small alley, stopped at the door of a small shop, and pointed here, "Don't underestimate it. Although the store is not big, the owner is an authentic northerner.
, the hotpot is very authentic.”
Luo Qing's eyes lit up. Since leaving L City, what they ate most was Western food. Occasionally Luo Qing would cook some simple home-cooked dishes, but it was indeed a long time since she had hot pot, which made her a little greedy.
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"You brat, I haven't been here for so long. I thought you forgot about this place." A rough and arrogant uncle came over and looked very bold. He looked at Luo Qing with a more ambiguous look, "Girlfriend."
?It’s very beautiful.”
"My wife." Zixuan introduced with a smile and said to Luo Qing, "This is Uncle Qiao, the boss here."
"Getting married? Not bad. Uncle Qiao is treating me today. You can order whatever you want." A typical northerner with a generous personality, Uncle Qiao glanced at Luo Qing a few more times before going inside to prepare the ingredients.
"Do you come here often?" Luo Qing looked around. It looked a bit old, not like a place where Zixuan would come.
Zixuan smiled and replied, "I haven't been here for a long time. When I first returned to England, I often came here to eat at the night market."
The two chatted while eating, and Zixuan talked about a lot of things that happened in France before. Luo Qing felt more and more distressed, but she was very happy because she got to know Qiu Zixuan a little bit more that others didn't know. The more she got to know him, the more deeply he fell in love with her.
The two of them walked to the London Eye next to the Thames. Luo Qing clamored to go up and sit for a while, but Zixuan had no choice but to accompany him.
"You know, I used to really like riding the Ferris wheel. I always thought it was a very romantic and mysterious place. A small square grid carried many confessions, apologies, kisses, and hugs from couples, just like
A Pandora's box, knowing many, many secrets, very safe and very comfortable." Luo Qing knelt on the chair, leaning against the glass and looking down, the entire night view of London was under her feet.
The Westminster Bridge across the Thames River, the majestic Parliament Buildings on the other side, and even the cruise ships on the Thames River can be clearly seen, as if they are flying over London.
"I've never been here before." Zixuan smiled. In the past, he would not have spent so much time sitting in such a place, but seeing Luo Qing's joyful eyes, he also became happy.
"Did you know? We are often troubled by our own thoughts. Sometimes if we look at the problem from a different angle and from a different height, we may have different results." Luo Qing looked at Zixuan pointedly, thinking.
See if he can understand what she means.
Zixuan just hugged her tightly and scolded, "Fool."