a winter fire

24

I really don't understand Zhou Hanzhang.

Let's say he doesn't understand human nature, but he is quite good at taking care of people from time to time.

But to say that he is a good person, sometimes he is really not a human being.

I was tired during the injection, so I wanted to lean on him for a while, but he pushed me aside and told me to sit down and not touch him.

Is this what a human can say?

I'm sick, I can't be angry, anger doesn't help wounds heal—I mean the wounds on my heart, really, I was already broken by him at a young age.

Zhou Hanzhang sat there with me and played the bottle, and I was still thinking about that beautiful woman just now.

The beauty is a real beauty, she looks beautiful and has a good temperament, how should I put it, I don't know why she looks at Zhou Hanzhang.

It's not that Zhou Hanzhang is bad, Mr. Zhou is a handsome uncle after tidying up himself, but he has a bad personality, and it's useless to say anything with a bad personality.

Beautiful women should be loved, not be angry with this man all day long.

I said, "Mr. Zhou, I didn't expect you to have such a good peach blossom."

"I don't grow peach blossoms at home." Zhou Hanzhang seemed to be well-prepared today, he even brought a book with him, and he sat and read while I was playing the bottle.

I was quite convinced, there were heart-piercing cries and screams from children in the injection room, as well as all kinds of noisy voices, how could he still read the book in such an environment?

Of course, I'm not sure whether he read it or not. Anyway, it's been 10 minutes and I haven't seen him turn the page.

"I'm not talking about that kind of love, I'm saying that you have a good relationship with the opposite sex." I said, "The sister in your car today is so beautiful."

Zhou Hanzhang turned to look at me: "What do you mean?"

"what?"

"She is already married." Zhou Hanzhang may feel that this is not enough, and added, "My daughter is already two years old."

I was shocked: "Teacher Zhou, you..."

I respectfully call him "teacher", but he actually has an extramarital affair with me?

Zhou Hanzhang was a little impatient looking at my expression, so I had no choice but to put away my drama addiction: "Oh."

Stop choreographing him, he should be angry later.

However, what I didn't expect was that the real identity of that beauty made me even more angry.

It turns out that the beautiful sister is an editor of another publishing house. She has known Mr. Zhou for several years and has collaborated with him before. This time, she also came to talk to him about new works.

After working for a long time, they came to steal people from me!

I grabbed Teacher Zhou's hand: "Mr. Zhou!"

Zhou Hanzhang took his hand out: "If you have something to say, don't touch it."

"You won't promise her, will you?"

"No." Zhou Hanzhang was very cold, "I said, I have no plans to publish that book."

It is also strange to say, since there is no plan to publish it, why do you want to release it?

Oh, I've seen this kind of people a lot, and they're actually casting a wide net to catch a big fish.

This Mr. Zhou seems to be indifferent to the world, but in fact he is also a shrewd cultural businessman with a lot of calculations.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I didn't think about anything." I said, "I just didn't expect everyone to know about your new work."

Zhou Hanzhang seemed to understand my implication, he said: "Bai Wei, right?"

"Oh yes!" Brother, no, this uncle finally remembered my name, congratulations, congratulations.

"You don't need to beat around the bush when you speak in front of me," Zhou Hanzhang glanced at me, "I didn't release the news about my new book. Someone came to visit and saw my manuscript before. I don't know how it was passed on afterwards, but I It was made clear at the time that the book would not be published."

"Why?" I asked him, "It's all finished, why not come out?"

It takes time, effort, and emotion for a writer to write a book. Everyone hopes that the finished work can meet a good editor with a good publishing house. Sales are even better.

Why is Zhou Hanzhang so "unconventional"?

He was silent for a while, and I thought maybe I was annoying him by talking too much.

"This book is written for one person," I thought he would not respond to me, but unexpectedly he actually said, "It belongs to the two of us only, and I don't think it is necessary for unrelated people to read it." it."

After he finished speaking, he continued to look down at the book, and I began to think about his words seriously.

Written for one person.

Only the two of them.

Who is it?

A person who plays an important role in Zhou Hanzhang's heart who is so indifferent, a person who occupies an absolute position in his world.

family?Or a lover?

I turned my head to look at Zhou Hanzhang, who looked down at the book in his hand.

"Mr. Zhou, what are you looking at?"

"Yates, Eleven Kinds of Loneliness."

I thought about it, and asked him aggressively, "Can I watch it with you?"

"No."

"Oh."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-11-1107:51:26~2020-11-1207:28:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who cast the landmines: 3 porridge Changan; Zhou Jiayueyueban, Boss Xi’s dogleg, moonuna_chen, Cangji’s Xiaojinglin, and Jingjiang 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Xiaopang and Xu Zhiye's thoughts; 1 bottle of Boss Xi's dog leg;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!