The rich man and the poor man

Mai Zixi is a person, in terms of dressing taste... he is often a bit weird.

It may have something to do with his identity as a painter - although it is not fancy clothes, but walking on the street is always more likely to turn heads than ordinary people.The hospital wore a strange hoodie that day, and today it was a plain shirt with a scarlet tie and a fake frame.

Dressed in a very personal style, coupled with his face that is more serious and serious than Pei Zhen's, with no desires...

Full sense of violation.

……

Pale fingers picked up a bottle of perfume on the booth, Mai Zixi looked at the light with squinted eyes.The sun was shining, and the gleaming gold foil and his slightly yellow hair flashed a trace of bright gold.

"Heart of Stone," he murmured, with a complicated look on his face, "Pei Zhen finally... let it see the light of day."

Han Fu: "..."

In fact, in a certain sense, he had already vaguely guessed it from the very beginning.In this world, there is no such thing as a "princess with a glass heart".

Because if there was, he should have heard it.

Han Fu heard a lot of fairy tales when he was a child, which has something to do with his growing environment.

Dad is busy with his career all day long and is away from home. The nanny at home is mainly responsible for taking care of his daily life and preschool education arrangements.

And the nanny and aunt employed by the Han family can never be the kind of helper with low education level who can only do rough work.Aunt Ning, the nanny, was a middle school dean with very organizational skills before she retired. After retirement, she used her spare energy to work as a nanny. She managed Master Han's preschool education on a daily basis, and also worked as a division of labor for several tutors.

I heard that before becoming the teaching director, he was a famous Chinese teacher who won a national award, so he could tell many stories.

On many stormy nights, the nanny would hold Xiao Han Fu, talking about it from Greene to Andersen, from Wilde to One Thousand and One Nights, and kept talking.

In those stories, there has never been Pei Zhen's princess with a glass heart, but Mai Zixi's "Heart of Stone" murmured.

"Hearts of Stone" is a German black fairy tale.

A young charcoal burner originally had a lovely fiancée and a kind mother, living a poor but down-to-earth life.

But later, gradually unable to bear the yearning for money, he sold his heart to the devil in exchange for a lot of wealth.

After the devil took his heart, he replaced it with a heart made of stone.From then on, the young man became devoid of sympathy and love, and even drove his mother out of the house and killed his beautiful fiancée in order to save money.

Although at the end of the story, with the help of the elf, the man regained his original warm heart, reunited with his mother, and his fiancée was resurrected.But for Han Fu back then, fairy tales like this without the princess and prince, and completely out of routine, still left an indelible impression on the young mind.

He picked up a small bottle and looked at it carefully again.

There is a hint of faint blood red in the frosted glass, and the gold leaf floating in the perfume is not the corner of the skirt, but the extravagant "golden fans" in fairy tales.

...How could you not think of it?

The little princess and her sweetheart really don't fit Pei Zhen's painting style at all.

On the contrary, switching to a cruel and dark fairy tale is like tailor-made for an attractive man like Pei Zhen.

Then, Han Fu inevitably began to think again—why?Why didn't Pei Zhen tell him the true story of "Heart of Stone", but improvised a fake fairy tale about a princess with a glass heart?

I can't, because I want to protect his young heart?

……

After a moment of silence, Han Fu raised his eyes to Mai Zixi.

In fact, this logic is also very logical.

"Heart of Stone" is about a man who sells his soul to the devil for his desire, and abandons those who really love him and treat him well... he can even kill his sweetheart.

Who is this real version?The answer is almost there.

Mai Zixi also seemed to hold back something to say, but was a little hesitant, so Han Fu simply started for him: "Brother Mai, this bottle actually has something to do with Yi Changqing, right?"

Mai Zixi pursed her lips and finally nodded.

"This 'heart of stone' was originally a new fragrance that pei decided to launch as the main launch in Lidong."

He said: "It's Yi Changqing's original perfume work, and Pei Zhen made a special trip to Austria to order the bottle for him according to the theme. Originally, the samples had already been prepared, and everything was ready to be announced, but in the end, Yi Changqing Betrayed him and secretly signed a contract with Belle, and later, this incense was not released, and it became a past event that Pei Zhen didn't want to mention again."

"I remember, he was really looking forward to it."

Han Fu: "Uh...huh? Wait."

Mai Zixi was interrupted, and looked at Han Fu with a frown, as if dissatisfied with his stupid reaction.

Han Fu hurriedly shook his head: "No, no, I didn't expect it to be such a story. I thought that the 'Heart of Stone' you were going to say was made by Zhen Zhen himself, and it was specially used to insinuate and scold Yi Changqing. Sunny theme..."

I always feel that this explanation is more reasonable.

Just use this theme to connotate Yi Changqing, it's not too appropriate!

Mai Zixi shook his head.

It seemed a little disappointed: "You don't feel angry or sad when you hear this story? It seems that I was wrong, I thought you cared about him very much."

Han Fu: "I don't care."

Mai Zixi: "..."

Han Fu saw that his expression was wrong, and reacted: "You are not! Of course I care about Zhenzhen very much! Especially! I mean, I don't care about that Yi!"

Mai Zixi: "..."

It may be that Desire discovered that the frequency of communication is not on the same channel, Mai Zixi wanted to sigh for a moment.

"First of all, when I told you about the bottle, I definitely didn't want to destroy your relationship with him." He patiently explained, "If you are really a duck with a backpack and only looking for money. The origin of the bottle, half of me I won't even mention the words to you."

Han Fu nodded.

Mai Zixi raised his eyes, and carefully examined the young face in front of him with his shallow eyes, which were as shallow as his hair.

"But if you really want to be with him, you'll have to know about it sooner or later anyway. Instead of becoming a thorn in the future, it's better to tell you clearly now."

"I think, after so many years, you will return to him at the expense of concealing your identity, and even go to great lengths to imitate him... It's not possible, it's just a boring whim of the rich young master, right?"

Han Fu shook his head hurriedly.

Coughed twice, wanted to express something, but couldn't organize the words temporarily, and finally said: "Brother Mai, don't worry."

He said with his youthful, almost sincere sincerity: "I won't be a thorn, absolutely not. I don't mind these things, never will."

Hearing this, Mai Zixi lowered his eyes and smiled.

But shook his head slightly.

"It is impossible not to expect something in return after giving affection. This is due to human nature."

"The more you work hard and the more you like it, the more you want to get a response when you give. But if you don't get it, you will easily fall into pain and doubt."

Han Fu: "..."

"The last thing I want to see is that you are nice to him now, and when he really likes you and wants to be with you in the future, you turn over the past and blame him again."

"He has really suffered a lot. If he is still willing to trust you, it may be the last time he trusts others in his life. If you feel pressured, why not return to your role as a duck now and take the money Pay the bill and leave early, short-term pain is worse than long-term pain."

……

Han Fu didn't quite understand where this person's deep insights and experiences came from when he said these words.

But at least he could understand why this person became good friends with Pei Zhen.

"Brother Mai. Please rest assured that what you worry about will never happen."

"Actually, it's easy to think about, you see—" He smiled brightly, and made a serious comparison with Mai Zixi, who was a little worried, "Because in my opinion, the story between me and Zhenzhen is already the same story. It's definitely a book with a happy ending."

"Well, anyway, we will be together sweetly in the end. Whether the process in the middle is smooth sailing or a little twists and turns, it's still fun, and I will enjoy it very much."

"I won't feel wronged, and I won't be sad. If I quarrel, I can use it as a talking point when I show off to others in the future. It would be great."

It was the first time Mai Zixi heard such a metaphor in his life.

I thought it was a little bit cute, but I was a little puzzled: "How do you know the ending now?"

Han Fuchao is confident: "I know for sure! Ever since I reunited with Zhen Zhen, I have never doubted for a second that he will definitely, definitely choose to be with me in the end."

"Because in this world, no one is more suitable for him than me!"

Mai Zixi: "..."

"Even if there is, I will never give that person any chance to get close to Zhenzhen. You see, I live with him now, and I often pick him up from get off work. All the school-age young men in his company have been 'safety reviewed' by me. Yes. Make sure there are no hidden dangers, I am very strict!"

"And, the same mistake, I will never make it again in my life."

The young man was always smiling, full of energy and relaxed tone.

When he said this, he suddenly choked up, and his eyes were slightly red.

Then he continued to pretend to be relaxed: "I will never do it again. Even if he doesn't do well in the future as a perfumer and he dislikes him, or he still doesn't like people who are richer than him, I will still pester him, and I will never be like a few It was so stupid a year ago."

"At that time...it was just a rejection, a little blow, it was no big deal at all. Why was I so stubborn and ran home and hid instead of insisting?"

"If only I had persisted more at that time, if only I could have stayed by his side all these years. If I had been more mature and sober at that time, he would have suffered a lot less in the future."

Han Fu lowered his head, feeling really sad.

Mai Zixi was a little flustered, and hurriedly persuaded him: "You don't have to blame yourself too much, you were still young at that time."

In fact, as early as a few years ago, when Mai Zixi said that he was "too young" in the crying car in the dark and rainy day, Han Fu wanted to refute.

It is true that he is six or seven years younger than Pei Zhen, but he is considered an adult no matter what.

In Pei Zhen's eyes, is he really that small and unreliable?

Mai Zixi: "...You said just now, how old were you at that time?"

Han Fu: "Eighteen."

Mai Zixi: "I didn't ask how old you are now, but five years ago."

Han Fu: "I'm 23 now, [-] five years ago."

Mai Zixi frowned habitually, and at the same time showed a shock of strong self-doubt: "At that time... you actually had it?"

Han Fu: "Otherwise, how old did Brother Mai think I was then?"

Mai Zixi: "Probably, at most thirteen or four?"

Han Fu: "..."

In fact, Mai Zixi was not to blame. This kind of misunderstanding was common at the time. Until the early summer when he was 20 years old, he was still in the early summer of 1.6 meters, with a childish face that was too delicate and indistinguishable from male to female.

Even after graduating from high school and returning to school to get the admission notice, the guard stopped him, saying that it was already summer vacation, and the students in the junior high school were not allowed to go home.

Thinking of this, Han Fu suddenly became agitated: "Then Zhenzhen, how old did he think I was?"

Mai Zixi: "..."

Han Fu: "..."

Hulala—everything is silent, and a small wind blows on the pedestrian street.

Han Fu didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "He thought I was thirteen or four?"

Mai Zixi: "You grew up like that at that time, so you can't blame others."

Yes, you can't blame others.

Han Fu was a little collapsed, covered his face, and felt that the revolving lanterns of his life seemed to be passing by in front of his eyes for a moment.

So, when I confessed to someone super seriously while crying, she refused decisively without even thinking about it, and I didn't take it to heart afterwards, and I didn't even seem to remember such a thing.

It's not that it's heartless, and it's not that it doesn't care about other people except Yi Changqing.

Maybe it's mainly because... I thought he was really small!So that confession is nothing more than the childish nonsense of an underage child, and it can't be taken seriously!

If that's the case, it's a shame, isn't it?