Dress as the notorious Omega

The plane landed smoothly in Stanford, and during the nearly ten hours of flight time, Su Yan sat in the lounge alone.

Occasionally, a flight attendant would bring him salad and various snacks.

Su Yan didn't have the strength to speak, so he asked them to put the food on the table, and he didn't move a mouthful until he got off the plane.

I am a failure——Su Yan thought as she looked at Jun Zhiqian's back when she got off the plane.

Whether in reality or in this book, I am a complete failure.

Jun Zhiqian had already arranged a car and hotel for everyone to receive, and they changed transportation as soon as they walked out of the airport.

Su Yan and Lucas sat in the back row of the car. Lucas looked out of the car window curiously, and Lala Su Yan's arm let him see the aurora outside.

Su Yan didn't pay any attention to these things at all, she was completely numb, just glanced out, and nodded listlessly, indicating that she had seen it.

Lucas realized that Su Yan was depressed, so he didn't say anything, but squeezed into Yuan Pingjiang's arms in the front row along the seat gap, and started talking and laughing with his father.

This scene was extremely harmonious and warm, but in comparison, Su Yan, who was alone, looked even more pitiful.

Jun Zhiqian's assistant booked a five-star holiday hotel. As soon as the car stopped, a doorman stepped forward to open the door.

After the communication at the front desk, Yuan Pingjiang walked towards the elevator with Lucas in his arms, followed by Lu Zhan obediently carrying his bag.

Jun Zhiqian handed the room card to Su Yan, but Su Yan bowed his head and walked away without answering.

Jun Zhiqian seemed a little embarrassed, he coughed lightly, and stood still in front of Su Yan.

"Are you hungry? Go eat first?"

Su Yan was wondering how Jun Zhiqian knew he hadn't eaten, and then he heard Jun Zhiqian say: "I know there are a few good restaurants here, let's try them?"

Su Yan, who was extremely disappointed by the sudden invitation, was a little overwhelmed. He hesitated for a moment and nodded.

Even if he doesn't eat, the child still needs to supplement nutrition. There is no need to make trouble for himself and the child.

Su Yan had very little to eat. In order to avoid nutritional imbalance, Jun Zhiqian asked the hotel manager to call out the chef.

It's just that Su Yan couldn't understand what they were discussing seriously. The language of Stanford City was similar to German. He listened carefully, but still couldn't make out the content of the conversation.

In the end, several kinds of meals were placed in front of Su Yan. They were delicious in color, aroma and taste, making people very appetizing. He looked across and saw that Jun Zhiqian only had steak and vegetable salad in front of him.

"So little, are you full..." Su Yan muttered angrily, and pushed the carrot juice she hated the most towards Jun Zhiqian.

Jun Zhiqian thanked him in a low voice, then picked up the knife and fork and concentrated on dealing with the steak.

After finishing dinner, the two took the elevator upstairs.

The room card was held in Jun Zhiqian's hand, Su Yan glanced at it, and felt that the price was expensive when he saw the complicated golden dark lines on it.

The elevator stopped on the 90th floor, the door opened, and the two walked out one after the other.

Walking out of the elevator, there was a long corridor outside. Su Yan was a little puzzled as to why Jun Zhiqian lived in an ordinary apartment, and soon he heard Jun Zhiqian calling his name behind him.

The elevator next to Jun Zhiqian is obviously more luxurious, he pointed, "Use this to go to the top floor."

Su Yan couldn't understand the complicated letters beside the elevator, but he could probably guess that it meant "exclusive elevator".

"Then why didn't you sit here just now..." Su Yan felt that he had made a fool of himself in front of Jun Zhiqian, and his face was a little hot.

Where did he stay in such a high-end hotel? He thought that all hotels looked the same.

Jun Zhiqian turned to look at Su Yan after talking to the elevator operator about the floor.

After considering his words, Jun Zhiqian said flatly, "I thought you wanted to take an ordinary elevator."

Su Yan blushed, and lowered her head, almost buried in the clothes on her chest. Jun Zhiqian saw it, but didn't know how to persuade her.

Finally standing at the door of the presidential suite, Jun Zhiqian handed over the room card to Su Yan again.

Su Yan cursed in her heart, you're so lazy, forget it, the door is right in front of you, don't you know how to open it by swiping your card?

Thinking about it, Su Yan took the room card.

Jun Zhiqian saw that he was finally willing to accept what he had given, and a big rock somewhere in his heart slowly fell to the ground, and his voice softened a lot: "Just use this card."

Just as Su Yan was about to ask what should you do, Jun Zhiqian stood at the black hole next to the door, and the door opened automatically.

……Fine.

Su Yan never thought that Jun Zhiqian could use facial recognition at all. He gripped the room card tightly and followed Jun Zhiqian into the presidential suite stiffly.

The room is spacious, and upon entering the door is a large living room that can run horses. There is a dining table in the innermost part, and there are several bedrooms on the right side. There are lights on on the left side, so Su Yan can't see inside.

It is indeed luxurious to say that it is luxurious, but in fact, the decoration is very simple, and every detail is exquisite and elegant, showing an extraordinary temperament.

The two people's things had already been placed in the room by the exclusive butler. Jun Zhiqian clicked the "Do Not Disturb" option on the control panel at the door. When he turned to look at Su Yan, he found that he was opening the curtain to look out.

Su Yan's eyes fell on Jun Zhiqian who was gradually approaching him, and Jun Zhiqian's figure was clearly visible through the reflection of the glass.

It's embarrassing not to say anything.

When Su Yan was thinking of words, Jun Zhiqian spoke first: "That's where I went to college."

Su Yan followed Jun Zhiqian's fingers and saw that there was a hill not far away. The lights on the hill were dim and shadowy. It could be seen that the color of the building was different from that of the trees. The light on the top of the hill was the brightest, almost reflecting half of the aurora.

But soon Su Yan discovered that it was not lights, but flames.

"How could there be a fire?" Su Yan soon found out that something was wrong—although the fire was burning hot, it didn't spread, the smoke was very faint, and the red flames and warm flames were more vivid than ordinary fire.

Jun Zhiqian stood beside Su Yan and watched, flames danced in his dark pupils.

"That's cold fire, the symbol of the Academy."

Su Yan's heart skipped a beat - Jun Zhiqian didn't know when he held his finger.

He blinked guiltily, watching the fire ignite the starry night sky.

"Mr. Jun majored in physics?" Su Yan quietly took a step to the side and asked as he moved.

"No, it's the media."

He originally thought that Jun Zhiqian would be a boring engineering man, and more in line with his personality, he should be a business man who strategizes, but he never expected that he majored in media.

Su Yan imagined Jun Zhiqian studying acting and dancing with a straight face, and felt a little hard to describe.

"Actually, I studied choreography and directing." Jun Zhiqian explained, "You know, this is the capital of art, and many famous artists live here."

I don't know, Su Yan responded to Jun Zhiqian in her heart.

However, on the way to the hotel, Su Yan did see that the streetscape of this city is full of artistic atmosphere. Statues of different shapes can be seen everywhere in the block, and even the flowers and plants are trimmed into specific images. There are not many buildings in the city. The hotel where they live is one of the tallest buildings here.

Su Yan felt more and more strange that a university was represented by flames, so she turned around and asked Jun Zhiqian what it meant.

Jun Zhiqian answered patiently: "The cold fire seems to be hot, but in fact it is not very high temperature-this has something to do with the school's school motto. Whether you are a person or study the media, you must maintain rationality from the beginning to the end. "

Su Yan figured it out - the co-author Jun Zhiqian only learned to be rational, that's why he has become so unkind now.

"Those who record their lives are always bystanders. This is the school motto." In Jun Zhiqian's eyes, the fire was still burning, and Su Yan looked at him suddenly feeling a little cold.

So from the beginning to the end, Jun Zhiqian has been his bystander.

Su Yan slowly withdrew his gaze, and he felt more and more like a clown standing on the stage—taking advantage of the protagonist's departure, he put on the mask of the protagonist and danced on the stage alone.

The clown danced very happily, but he never expected that the only audience's eyes were all for the protagonist.

Only the ultimate rationality can distinguish between primary and secondary like Mr. Jun.

Jun Zhiqian's words were both a reminder and a warning, making Su Yan, who was already guilty, sleepless all night.

When he closes his eyes, the appearance of "Su Yan" will appear in front of him - he chases himself and scolds "thief" and "robber", but he dare not refute a word, because every word he said is the truth.

After Su Yan turned over for an unknown number of times, the people beside him also moved their bodies. Su Yan quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Although his eyes were closed, he could feel Jun Zhiqian turning on the lamp beside the bed.

Su Yan opened her eyes cautiously, but her eyes were covered by her fingers.

"Too much light can hurt your eyes."

This is from Jun Zhiqian's unique gentleness - he can always take good care of the details that Su Yan didn't pay attention to.

But when it comes to real emotional problems, it seems insensitive.

While Jun Zhiqian couldn't see his face, a tear slipped from the corner of Su Yan's eyes and disappeared into his hair.

He thought that Mr. Jun must be very embarrassed about his self-indulgence, but he had to keep himself by his side, and Mr. Jun must also be very tired.

"Mr. Jun."

"Ah."

The conversation was exactly the same as a few days ago, but the mood was completely different.

Crazy low self-esteem wraps Su Yan tightly, almost making him breathless.

"Mr. Jun is so gentle to everyone?" Su Yan mustered up the courage to ask, whether the result is yes or no, it is very important to him.

Jun Zhiqian looked deeply at Su Yan who was secretly crying while hiding under his hands, and denied his doubts.

"Not everyone is worth doing." Jun Zhiqian added.

Su Yan stared blankly at the soft light through the gap between his fingers, not knowing what it was like.

"Actually, I don't deserve you to do this." After a long time, Su Yan pushed Jun Zhiqian's hand away, the tear-stained face and the raised corners of his lips were even more distressing, "Look, you treat me well." , but I only want your money, and I can't give you anything...it's not fair."

What is fair and unfair in love... Su Yan herself felt shameless for her words.

Jun Zhiqian frowned and looked down at Su Yan's eyes, "You...why do you think so?"

Su Yan thought that he was tired of his endless relationship problems, so he quickly lowered his eyes: "No...it's the truth..."

The air was quiet for a while, and Su Yan whispered again: "It's my fault, I won't ask any more questions, let's rest."

After finishing speaking, Su Yan pulled up the quilt to wrap herself up, turned over and lay down with her back facing Jun Zhiqian.

Jun Zhiqian, who didn't have time to say what he wanted to say, frowned even deeper. He didn't know when he began to seriously think about the way of communicating with Su Yan. Finally, there were some signs, but they were destroyed.

His outstretched hand finally didn't land on Su Yan's shoulder, hanging empty and less than ten centimeters away from the person beside the pillow.

Jun Zhiqian never thought that the conflict between the two was difficult to reconcile, but tonight became an exception.

Also, his lover seems really sad.

[The author has something to say: Both of them are working hard, but the running-in period really needs patience

Isn't that what love is all about?

Good night Liao in advance]