Online Games: Light and Dust

Although the clubs under the Qin family's name are famous, Naples, but the real meeting place is in a private club under the Cheng family's name.

Beijing is the domain of the Cheng family. Once here, every move is under the eyes of others. Besides, the family that married "that person" is also an unshakable colossus.

So if you want to meet, you can't meet in a private house.

When Lin Chenbi was still studying, she was praised by the Chinese professor of Women's University as "quiet and solemn, with the style of a strong woman". I like to use Fenghua Xueyue in my name, but I often use words like Zhenjing when I am a lady.She is an only daughter, and she gave birth to a younger brother when she was about to go to college. The family elders named her younger brother Danzhu. "Who knows that the mind is confused, seeing Zhu suddenly becomes green", from a superficial sound, it is quite right.

It's just that Yaoshun was in Shun but not his son Danzhu. She had read all 24 histories, so she couldn't even understand this straightforward hint.With a legitimate son in the family, the more outstanding she is, the worse she will be.

The only way is to marry in a hurry. The marriage, the marriage, and the family friend that were arranged when she was young, the other party is the sick child she has seen since she was a child, but she is also the only child.If she was married and then kissed again, everyone would settle their suspicions, she would still be the eldest daughter of that noble and outstanding family, and the family would be affectionate and happy.

It's a pity that she has someone she likes.

At this point everything is over.She is already the Mrs. Qin of Hong Kong, with both children and daughters, and the dust has settled.

Although she has an elegant name, she doesn't really like those romantic things. The curtains in this clubhouse are made of blue peacock wool, a deep ink color, faintly revealing a little bit of blue, sometimes bright and sometimes dark , rather like that person's style.

It was already mid-December, and the temperature in Beijing had dropped to zero degrees. It was dry and cold, and the ground was frozen white. It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and the sky was dark and heavy.

When Cheng Zejun arrived, the clubhouse was already lit.In the front yard of the clubhouse, cinnabar-colored plum blossoms were planted, and dark red palace lanterns were hung. Snow particles fell from the sky and hit his shoulders in his overcoat. The guards silently opened their umbrellas.

The room is warm and cozy. The mahogany carved windows of the old house are not big, and the curtains are half-covered, revealing a faint figure, still as thin as when he was young, always holding his neck proudly, cross-legged With straight hair, her lips pursed, she looked outside through the carved window, the snow light shone on her face, overlapping with the one in her memory.

"Coming?" She rolled her eyes.

It is said that a beauty is judged by her eyes. Her eyes are really beautiful. Now that a beauty is old, those eyes are not old.

"coming."

Cheng Zejun took off his coat and sat down on a chair.Across a small round table, the two of them faced each other like a border between Chu and Han. White mist came out of the tea on the table, but no one touched it.

The room was so warm, but she wrapped her shawl tightly as if she was afraid of the cold. According to psychology, this was a gesture of rejection.

The guard backed away.

The snow outside the window was still falling, and for some reason, it suddenly reminded people of eight words: the cold night is like casting, and the snow falls in the long river.Probably only these eight characters with no beginning and no end can express the confusion at this moment.

20 years are fleeting, half of life is over, the dust has fallen, the past time is done, good or bad, it is already a lifetime.

Cheng Zejun put his hand on the table, slender and pale, with obvious knuckles, and tapped lightly.

"These years..." He just started.

"I've been fine these years, and you've been fine too." Mrs. Qin interrupted him: "I'm not here this time to tell you that."

Genes are the most powerful thing, just like Cheng Xi, this man named Cheng Zejun, who is the head of the Cheng family, will tolerate the person he likes unconditionally.

"Cheng Xi has made too much noise in Hong Kong these days." Mrs. Qin's attitude showed no joy or anger: "The media are following him, and I can't suppress it alone. I want to ask you what you think."

But she never came to ask that.

What she wants is Cheng Zejun's attitude, whether to hit or arrest, or let him go, just make a statement.

But she did not say her attitude.

And she didn't come all the way to Beijing to ask for a statement.

Cheng Zejun's face darkened.

"I thought he had learned his lesson after the last time."

"He doesn't need a lesson! It's your son who needs a lesson!" Mrs. Qin's voice was decisive, but her attitude was as cold as ice: "You'd better restrain your wife. The grievances and grievances of the previous generation belong to the previous generation. She encouraged your son to come to Hong Kong to study finance, did she want to meet Cheng Xi?"

Cheng Zejun remained calm.

"Cheng Cheng is a child with his own mind, and he won't be taken advantage of easily."

Madam Qin sneered.

"The members of your Cheng family are all good people." She didn't even look at Cheng Zejun: "I just said that those old monsters are not dead, and the debts of the previous generation can't be settled. Just one word. From now on, whatever happens to Cheng Xi, I will give it back to your son ten times, and I, Lin Chenbi, will do what I say."

Cheng Zejun glanced at her.

"Who are you going to give back to what Cheng Xi has already encountered?"

Mrs. Qin glanced at him coldly.

This was also the first time she saw him tonight.

Probably the first time in 20 years too.

20 years ago, it was also Beijing, it was snowing heavily, and the night was cold like cast iron. The plum blossoms in Cheng’s old house were in full bloom, and the snowflakes fell overwhelmingly.

That night, she looked at him the same way.

She said: "I don't listen to any excuses, any reasons, I, Lin Chenbi, like you, and you like me, so what's the big deal in this world."

She said: "I don't believe in wrongdoing. I don't listen to other people's stories. I don't believe in poor and lowly couples who are sad about everything. I like someone even if I like them. I, Lin Chenbi, have chosen the road, and I will walk it on my knees."

However, if you have never eaten bran swallowed vegetables, how do you know that she likes bran swallowed vegetables?Every lesson learned from the past may be more confident than myself when I set off that year.Both of them are excellent and proud people, and they are naturally full of water when they are in love, but love is not something that lasts forever.

What I am most afraid of is not those terrible futures, but the future that may be worn out and changed, and finally become you and me that you don't know.

At first we met but we didn't know each other, and in the end we met but we didn't know each other.Cheng Zejun loses because he is too smart and sees too clearly, and if he is too wise, he loses his courage. If a person is too smart, he lacks the courage to move forward without knowing the importance.

At this point everything is over.

She also just said: "I just hope Cheng Xi can live well."

To be alive is real, and it cannot be called a good word.

"Me too." Cheng Zejun said with a stern expression, "It's just that he doesn't want to live a good life."

"Then catch him back, lock him up, persuade him, don't let him show off outside." Madam Qin suppressed her anger: "If you don't want to come out, I'll play the villain."

How could he let her play the villain.

"It's not a matter of pretending to be a villain. It's better not to block." Both of them are smart people, and they can see through a little bit.

Madam Qin sneered.

The snow outside was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind was blowing. The snow made her nose straight, and Cheng Xi had her shadow on her face.

"Why?"

Even Cheng Zejun, who covered the sky with his hands, could not answer this question.

"I was wondering if we did something wrong." He said suddenly.

She turned abruptly to look at him.

"Of course if we keep going, at least we can grow up with him. If they give up completely, they won't be so suspicious, and they won't be staring at him closely today." He sighed with regret: "One wrong step, one wrong step."

Mrs. Qin doesn't look at him anymore.

Looking at the snow light outside, she was as stubborn as a stone statue.

"In the first year of my marriage to the Qin family, I was fried on the fire. I think Xiaoxi was going crazy. Han Yuan reported to me every day that he had grown up and had teeth. It was the first time he called My mother's name was Han Yuan, and I was so angry that Xiao Dafei went to see him. Han Yuan told me that you were married, and that's when I realized that everything is over."

"But actually I haven't figured it out all these years," she said.

Unexpectedly, she wasn't the only one.

Back then, they were so young and energetic, fighting against the whole world back to back, coercing and intimidating, intimidating, and finally separated, but in the end their hearts were hard to settle, so although each of them became a giant in one party, they didn't care much about family and marriage.It's not that I owe anything, it's just that my heart is not here.He's okay, there are many men in the imperial capital who have political marriages with different dreams, and she has become "Cixi".

"In the future, I will probably pay more attention to the Qin family." She said: "You should also spend more time with your family. Cheng Xi's character is too stubborn, and it won't get better for a while."

So leave him a way out.

Of course, it is useless to stay behind.

There is little warmth in a big family, even if it is cultivated deliberately, it is rare to raise it, not to mention Cheng Xi's identity is the original sin, if he wants to take the lead, he will inevitably be killed.When the two of them were around, they could still protect him. When they retired and died, Cheng Xi would be the fish on the chopping board.

He is powerful, but he can't match the accumulation of several generations of Qin Cheng's family. The bell is ringing, and the social class has been finalized. No matter how powerful he is, he can only become a powerful businessman. , has stood at the top since birth.

"You should make it clear to him. Tell him to stop, or let me do it. Don't always warn him, inform him."

"Don't use your methods against Cheng Xi, he is your son!" Mrs. Qin raised her voice, leaned forward, and was fully seen by the snow.

She also noticed her gaffe, and sat back in the shadows.The voice also lowered.

"Cheng Xi said that he worked hard to go up for the person he likes."