man god tell me to die

Zhao Zixin is a little impatient now.

He has been in Pei Shang for three years. As an old-fashioned law firm in the capital, Pei Shang is not only one of the best, but also a place where many students want to enter.

It was not easy for him to successfully enter this law firm and gain a firm foothold here, even if he was the outstanding graduate of Oran University with the highest grade of law.

But why couldn't it be resolved?

Counting the time since Zhou Qiyan left, it has been five years, and he still hasn't figured out the reason why Professor Zhou took his whole family away without any explanation.

And as soon as they left, the Shu family began to retreat steadily, and finally declared bankruptcy.

The timing was too coincidental.

Could it be that Professor Zhou had predicted in advance that the Shu family was about to suffer a catastrophe, and thought that he would not be able to help his old club and old friends, so he would not feel uneasy if he went far away and out of sight?

There is also that Zhou Qiyan, who has been away for so long without any news, and does not know whether he is dead or alive.

Shaking his head, Zhao Zixin returned to his seat and continued working at his desk.

Cui Xiaoran was wearing a decent professional suit, holding a bouquet of white irises, and walked towards Zhao Zixin's office nervously.

The law firm that had already got off work was silent, and the high-heeled shoes made a "da, da" sound on the floor.

"Du, Du." Cui Xiaoran knocked on the door.

"Come in." Zhao Zixin's tired voice sounded from inside.

Cui Xiaoran looked at the bouquet in his hand and the heart-shaped card on it, and sighed softly.

"Why haven't you left so late?" Zhao Zixin said without raising his head.He knew that only Cui Xiaoran would be looking for him at this time.

Cui Xiaoran looked at the scattered documents in front of Zhao Zixin, opened his mouth to say something, but swallowed it back.She stepped forward, put the flowers on the only space on the table, and said, "Today's flowers."

Zhao Zixin couldn't help having a headache. He took a sip of the coffee at hand, and instead of looking at the flowers, he smiled at Cui Xiaoran and said, "Thank you, let's go back early."

Then keep your head down and work.

Cui Xiaoran looked at Zhao Zixin, then at the row of gypsophila bouquets on the ground by the wall.

After all, she couldn't help it, "Senior." Her name was Zhao Zixin, and she continued after Zhao Zixin raised her head in surprise, "You have time to look at today's flowers." Then she turned and left.

I used to be Zhao Zixin's junior sister, but now I am his assistant.

Cui Xiaoran doesn't know how Zhao Zixin has been in private this year, but she must be the one who knows best when she is working, but it's just a wedding dress for someone else.

After working so hard as a little spy for a long time, Cui Xiaoran felt that if Zhou Qiyan didn't come back, she wouldn't give him a chance to abuse Zhao Zixin like this.

Zhao Zixin felt a little unfamiliar with this title he hadn't heard for a long time, and unconsciously another person called him senior with a smile appeared in his mind.

He sat blankly for a while before turning his head to look at the white bouquet lying there quietly.

"White iris, innocence, passion, beauty, delicacy. Just like you, and like my love for you."

Zhao Zixin thought of this sentence in an instant, and the young man's gentle and affectionate voice shook his brain.

With trembling hands, he picked up the bunch of flowers that looked a little fragile, and took out the small but delicate heart-shaped card.

The handwriting on it seemed to be slightly messy and flustered, but Zhao Zixin almost only glanced at it, and then closed his eyes.

After a while, Zhao Zixin suppressed his beating heart and regained his senses.

He looked at the card, "This love will never change, as always."

Like the most solemn promise of a lover, but also like a firm and powerful declaration.

Zhao Zixin put down the flowers agitatedly, and tugged on the loose tie.

He tried to continue the work at hand, but found that his mind was still blank after a while.

Several years of career after graduation and a high-pressure career as a lawyer have made Zhao Zixin develop the habit of ensuring his efficient work.

He stood up and simply tidied up his messy desk and himself, picked up the bouquet of flowers, and left the office.

The May night in the capital has not yet become hot and dry, Zhao Zixin was walking on the still busy street with flowers in his arms, and the breeze did not blow away the chaos in his mind.

He had given up hope.

Although he has not stopped investigating the Zhou family incident, he never thought that he would have the opportunity to explain that relationship.Maybe he didn't give up because he wanted an explanation.

Zhao Zixin rubbed his painfully swollen head, turned around and turned into the subway station.

In Beijing, driving is not as good as taking the subway. This is the truth most of the time.And his current state is very unsuitable for driving.

The subway at [-] o'clock in the evening is not so crowded.Zhao Zixin was lucky, I don't know if it was because of his bad complexion, or because he was good-looking, a kind girl beckoned him to sit down before getting out of the car.

He forced a smile, shook his head and declined the girl's kindness.

Standing by the door without moving, Zhao Zixin realized that he had arrived when the door was almost closed.He moved his numb feet a little and walked out.

Zhao Zixin returned home with the bouquet of white irises in his arms, and the card had already been put into his wallet.

He just took out the key and was about to open the door, when the door was opened from the inside.The mental construction along the way was for this moment, and he tried his best to raise a fairly bright smile.

But the moment he saw the person coming, his face froze.

No wonder I didn't receive Gypsophila today.

Zhao Zixin's already tired body and brain felt even heavier, and he said in a polite and almost distant tone: "It's so late, haven't you gone back yet? Brother Qin."

When the people inside the door saw him, their cold and stern aura softened in an instant, and their peach blossom eyes seemed a little romantic.

But when he saw the white bouquet in Zhao Zixin's hand that definitely didn't belong to him, his eyes became dark for a moment.

Fortunately, Qin Che was already used to pretending. Even if he already knew something, he would never reveal half of it in front of Zhao Zixin.

Qin Che moved half of his body away, smiled and said to Zhao Zixin, "It's not ten o'clock yet, and the nightlife has just begun." Regardless of Zhao Zixin's objection, he pulled him in, closed the door behind his back, picked up a pair of slippers and put them on Zhao Zixin's feet. Side, continued: "It's you, a person who has no night life at all, always comes back so late, and Aunt Liu Fang is at home alone, you are really willing."

As he said that, Zhao's mother's voice came from the living room: "Xiao Che, have you found it?"

Qin Che smiled at Zhao Zixin, picked up a small white bag on the shoe cabinet, first replied "I found it", and then said to Zhao Zixin in a low voice, "Aunt Fang bought us a present."

That tone, as if they are already a family.

Zhao Zixin stood on the spot and took a few deep breaths before putting on his slippers and walking in.

Seeing Zhao Zixin coming back, Zhao's mother first complained about why Zhao Zixin's company always made him work overtime, then worriedly asked him if he had eaten, and after getting an affirmative answer, she introduced Zhao Zixin and Qin Che like a little girl. My harvest from shopping today.

Mother Zhao talked excitedly for almost half an hour, which was past her usual sleeping time.

"Oh, it's so late. I'm so happy that Xiao Che is here today." Zhao's mother had a satisfied smile on her face. Although her son was still single, with a stable job, his life was much better than before.She feels very happy. "It's already 10:30, Xiao Che, don't go back? There is a sofa bed in the study. If you are not used to sleeping, you can sleep with Zi Xin."

Qin Che raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, looked at Zhao Zixin whose expression had changed by three points with amused expression, and paused deliberately before expressing his opinion.

"No need for Aunt Fang, the company has something to do tomorrow, so it's more convenient for me to go from home."

He has always considered himself a gentleman, at least in terms of feelings, he would never bother to touch Zhao Zixin's bad luck at such a time.I don't know if that person is back now, and it's just a bunch of flowers, so it won't make him mess up.

Zhao Zixin listened to Zhao's mother and went out to see Qin Che off.

While waiting for the elevator, Zhao Zixin said, "Brother Qin."

"Call me Qin Che." Qin Che interrupted him, "I'm only one year older than you, and I don't like you calling me brother."

Zhao Zixin was helpless, he paused, and continued: "You should know whether you really like me, what you want is the warmth of your family, and you can change anyone."

Qin Che looked directly into Zhao Zixin's eyes, as if he wanted to engrave every detail of his eyes in his mind.

After a while, he smiled, pressed the elevator button, turned around and said jokingly: "Zixin, today Aunt Fang asked me to help you pay attention to the opposite sex of the right age, what do you think will happen if Aunt Fang knows that you are not interested in the opposite sex at all?" ?”

"You are not this kind of person." Zhao Zixin said.

Qin Che walked into the elevator, turned around and said, "How do you know what kind of person I am? What if I am."

The elevator door slowly closed, separating the sight of the two.

Qin Che went downstairs and got into the car, and picked up the phone that hadn't stopped since he was upstairs just now.

"President Qin, old man Shu is dead." The voice of the person on the other end of the phone was eager and excited.

Qin Che doesn't care about these things now, "Where's the surname Zhou?" He asked.

The people over there seemed a little unresponsive, and paused for a while before saying: "It's okay to stay in Germany, I don't think they plan to go back. They have been living very peacefully for the past few years. Besides, they can't afford to make trouble Come." The man hesitated for a few seconds before continuing: "Boss Qin, with all due respect, I don't think the surname Zhou is the key." He has always felt that Qin Che has paid too much attention to that lawyer recently.

Qin Che didn't continue the question, but only ordered: "Look at them."

After hanging up the phone, Qin Che took out a photo.

The corners of the photo are already wrinkled, but the person on it looks like a young man.

Qin Che looked greedily at Zhao Zixin in the photo.

He liked the photo, even though it wasn't just one person.

But he loved the tenderness in Zhao Zixin's eyes so much, so even though it was aimed at others, he still kept it by his side like masochistic.

Zhao Zixin returned home, took a look at Mother Zhao before entering his room after washing up.

He doesn't have much energy to think about Qin Che's affairs now, just that bouquet of flowers is enough to upset him.

Zhao Zixin's room has simple furnishings and low-key colors.Bed cabinets, tables and chairs and other furniture are all beige, and the thick linen curtains cut off the lights of thousands of houses outside the window. The warm yellow light fills the small room, making it clean and warm.

Sitting on the carpet beside the bed, Zhao Zixin took out a black robe.

This black robe has many layers and complicated design, and there are circles of flame patterns embroidered with purple thread on the outer surface, which looks arrogant and majestic.

He looked at the clothes, as if he saw the man who looked a little evil when he put on the black robe.He didn't even resist the temptation, and agreed to the other party's request that he was very resistant to.

He thought that the person who would make all kinds of demands might never know, and he was panicked and worried because he waited at the agreed place to no avail, and no one answered his phone calls.

What's more, he didn't know that when he ran to his dormitory in a hurry, but only saw the room that was so empty that only this black robe was left, the emptiness and sadness that the whole world stood against him.

A farewell to five years, no news.

Zhou Qiyan, who do you take me for?

A person who broke into his life without a word and left without a word.

Now you're going to be silent again, are you back?

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