between heartstrings

The part of free communication ended, the seats in the Yunxiao Hall were crowded with people, and the charity salon opened with Qi Qian's speech. The participants browsed the lot on the big screen, and almost every one of them held a bidding number Card.

Except Wei Sizhe.

Chu Jiahe sat on the right side of Wei Sizhe, and people from the front, back, left and right moved closer to them—all Wei Sizhe's colleagues and partners in the circle, and these people were full of interest in Chu Jiahe's existence.

After briefly dealing with the flattery, Wei Sizhe noticed that Chu Jiahe's figure was slightly tense when talking with others, his face was not natural, but he was still generous, and his movements and language were modest and appropriate.

The purpose of this trip has been achieved. Qi Qian and He Yuan are busy with socializing. After seeing friends, the rest is worthless socializing. field.

Bending his knuckles and knocking on Wei Sizhe's leg, Chu Jiahe looked at the screen. Lot No. 5000 was an oil painting, which should be made by a famous artist. Although it is not at the level of a master, the style of painting is beautiful. The starting price is only [-] yuan. He wondered Q: "Why are you the only one not participating in the auction?"

Wei Sizhe spread his hands and answered concisely: "I don't have any money."

Chu Jiahe turned his face away and stared at him half-believingly.

"These items are all collected by Qi Qian's friends. They are used for charity auctions, so the starting price is not high. The salon is actually similar to a gathering of friends, and the atmosphere is more casual. Most of the attendees are acquaintances, and some people use it to meet new people, Headhunters who want to expand their network and improve their corporate image by the way."

"Nevertheless." Wei Sizhe finished explaining to Chu Jiahe, curled his lips and said, "I still don't have the strength to participate in this event, and the donation amount is also the lowest in the audience."

Chu Jiahe squeezed his shoulder encouragingly: "It's okay, let's keep working hard."

"Since we talked about 'strength'." Five Fingers pointed at his knees, Wei Sizhe smiled, "I think I should clearly confess my financial situation to you."

Chu Jiahe shook his head and said, "You know very well, I don't care about these things."

"Old He raised me too high, I'm afraid you might misunderstand me." Wei Sizhe reported himself, "Many people have the impression that I'm an entrepreneur worth over [-] million yuan. I have to admit that I He really does look like a rich man."

Chu Jiahe broke his skills in a second and covered his mouth with a smile.

"The reality is that the house and the car were bought at the beginning of last year." Wei Sizhe said, rubbing Chu Jiahe's shoulder on his shoulder, "After buying all the money, there is only more than 400 yuan left in the deposit, so I am gnashing my molars and saving money. Waiting for my salary to be paid, and my dad gave me half a month's food expenses."

Chu Jiahe glanced around from time to time, afraid that he would laugh out loud.

"A monthly salary of [-], with a few more online classes on weekends, the income can be higher." Wei Sizhe pointed to the two people on the stage, and said in a deep voice, "Old He's salary is three times mine, Qi Qian There are tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of income every week, remember these two faces, and go out to play together in the future and eat them poorly."

Chu Jiahe tightened his lips, holding back a smile with difficulty.

"Let's go." Wei Sizhe said suddenly, bowed and pulled Chu Jiahe out of his seat, "Stop hanging out with these rich people, I'll take you somewhere."

When he retreated to the door, Wei Sizhe greeted the staff at the sign-in office and went to the bathroom.The heating was turned on in the Yunxiao Hall, which was much warmer than outside, so he told Chu Jiahe to stay where he was and wait for him to come back.

The charity auction was in full swing, Chu Jiahe waited and watched for a while, and his wandering eyes slid to the mahogany square table set up on the right side of the gate.Two staff members were filling in the corresponding donation amount in the record book according to the final transaction price of the lot. The red book was spread out like a memorial. From Chu Jiahe's perspective, he could just see the list of donors on the first page.

Suddenly froze, Chu Jiahe fixed his gaze, thinking that he was dazzled.He stepped closer to the mahogany square table and repeatedly confirmed that this time he could see clearly that his name was indeed written in the first column on the first page.

Donor: Chu Jiahe, donation amount: 10 yuan.

The calm mood suddenly became turbulent, and Chu Jiahe felt his dull heartbeat in the lively atmosphere.The pocket watch in his pocket, the brooch on his chest, the name on the record book... After taking a long breath, Chu Jiahe suddenly admired Wei Sizhe.

Looking back on the relationship during this period, Wei Sizhe's every move seemed to throw a net at him. At first, he didn't feel that there was anything around him, but as the net slowly tightened, Chu Jiahe realized that he had long belonged to this person. Not only was the thing in his pocket captured by him, but he was actually willing to cut off his retreat.

Chu Jiahe knew his own personality too well, he didn't dare to try his feelings lightly, because once he was deeply involved in it, he would give everything without reservation, and only focus on one person.

Such people are too easy to get hurt, so they usually maintain a moderate safe distance when interacting with others, leaving a way for themselves to withdraw at any time.However, after meeting Wei Sizhe, Chu Jiahe made a desperate attempt to break through this layer of protection, and took the initiative to break into his world——

Fortunately, Wei Sizhe was also willing to hold back nothing for him.

Back in the parking lot, the Porsche started slowly. Chu Jiahe didn't know where his next destination was, and didn't ask, he obediently followed Wei Sizhe's arrangement. Even if he wandered all over the world, that was the direction of his life.

In the past, Chu Jiahe had no prospect of the unknown future, thinking deeply would only increase anxiety and accumulate panic, but now, Wei Sizhe can make him face the front bravely, throw away all complicated emotions, and the anxiety of the past will become expectations for the future.

The road turned, and the wide field of vision tightened. When the Porsche stopped on the long street opposite Beichen Middle School, next to a low house and turned off, Wei Sizhe said: "Take you to walk the way I go home from high school every day. .”

Chu Jiahe was very pleasantly surprised: "To be honest, I guessed where you were going to take me all the way, but I really didn't expect that you would arrange it like this."

"I want you to know the bottom line about me, or rather, I want to tell you the bottom line." Wei Sizhe opened the car door, Chu Jiahe stepped out together, the two looked at each other through the roof, Wei Sizhe said with a smile, "There are a lot of my memories here, but I hope that when I recall this place in the future, all I think of is the day I experienced with you."

What Wei Sizhe actually wants to express is - it doesn't matter if we met late, and I don't regret the missed time, I will add you to my past, and accompany you with a complete life.

There is an old street in the alley directly opposite the school gate, and it is also a place where nearby students often gather.There are many high-end commercial buildings and large shopping malls in this area, but for Wei Sizhe, whose monthly pocket money was only tens or hundreds of dollars at that time, all necessities would be settled in this street.

Although the temperature has risen at the end of spring, it is still cold in the morning and evening. As the dusk sinks to the west, the orange-red sunset envelopes Chu Jiahe. Wei Sizhe carefully admires it with sideways eyes, and asks with concern: "Is it cold?"

Chu Jiahe replied warmly: "It's not cold."

"You can't just listen to what you say." Grabbing Chu Jiahe's hand and feeling the temperature on the surface of the skin, Wei Sizhe raised his eyebrows and said, "It's really not cold, but it's not hot either."

Taking advantage of the sparsely populated surroundings, Wei Sizhe held Chu Jiahe's body temperature for a while before putting his hands back into his pockets, with an aboveboard posture.

"Mr. Wei." Chu Jiahe laughed, "Your motive for asking this question is too obvious."

Hearing this, Wei Sizhe raised his left hand calmly, and handed it to Chu Jiahe: "Then I'll give you a chance to take the initiative."

"You don't need it." Chu Jiahe took Wei Sizhe's hand and clenched it tightly, "I'm much better than some people. If you want to hold hands, you can just hold hands. You don't need to find a reason at all."

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