Waiting for Summer Solstice

Super sweet advance collection of "Hong Kong City Rose [Marriage First, Love Later]" Please accept it! Copywriting of this article: At the riverside in the early morning, Xia Zhi lit a firework stick. The silvery cold fireworks made her face even more otherworldly. Jiang Moye came, and his voice was calm: "Xia Zhi, there is something I want to talk to you about." The camping lights behind him clearly outlined his slender figure and deep contours. Especially those pair of peach blossom eyes stained with the smell of alcohol are more depressing than a black hole. Xia Zhi fell into these eyes in his second year of high school and never came out again. I have been secretly in love for five years. If I were not trapped by money, I would not take the initiative to hook up with him. I completely lost control and became his partner. But at that time, she didn't know that there was someone in his heart who would return to China next week. Walking over and hugging his waist, standing on tiptoes, she brought her lips painted with bright lipstick close to his chin. "Would you like to go to the car?" She knew what he was obsessed with, and this was her last effort. But after a long time, he still pushed her hand away. "I understand." Xia Zhi gave him a smile as dazzling as fireworks, "I wish you happiness." * Everyone in Haicheng's upper class thought that Jiang Moye, the president of Jianghai Group, would be subdued by a little wild cat. After all, he once stayed in her house and didn't go out for three days and three nights. But when Jiang Moye took his Miss Bai Yueguangji to a celebrity dinner, people felt that this was a perfect match. Jiang Moye himself thought that Xia Zhi was nothing more than scenery on the road to him. However... Nanny: "Before, you and Miss Xia were always painting in the studio and said there was no need to clean it up. Can I go in and clean it up now?" Jiang Moye's heart sank rapidly like a jumping machine. Driver: "There is an earring found in the back seat. It looks like it belongs to Miss Xia. Do you want me to take it and return it to her?" The sharp earrings pierced into Jiang Moye's heart like a thorn, and the pain made time stop. Butler: "Master, Miss Ji said she would come and take a look in the afternoon. In the room where Miss Xia lived before, those... Well, do you want..." Jiang Moye's throat moved slightly, and his voice became hoarse: "Don't move, not even a hair!" When Xia Zhi, who had disappeared for a long time, returned with a paper-cut art exhibition, accompanied by an upstart investment man who was a national husband, people saw that Jiang Moye was jealous. Looking in from the window of your soul, I heard my name resounding from the boundless surge. ——Excerpted from "City on Fire" by Ji Xian ---------- ---------- Please accept the super sweet "Hong Kong City Rose"! When Jiang Yiyu was four years old, she was wearing a large flowered jacket and had a runny nose. She was pulled by her elders to Xie Zining, who was a few years older than her but wearing a small suit and leather shoes with a tight look on her face. "This is Grandma Fang's little son, please call me uncle." Grandma pushed her excitedly. "Little, uncle." Little Yiyu stuttered. "Well, I wish you progress in your studies." Ning, the boy, handed her a red envelope in a serious manner. The second time they met was when Jiang Yiyu was about to graduate from her senior year, she went to Hong Kong alone to register her marriage with Xie Zining. The two of them got their documents and rushed to the hospital. Xie Zining promised in front of her mother: "Don't worry, I will treat her well." Mother Xie held their hands together with tears in her eyes: "Okay, okay!" After the funeral, Xie Zining handed her a savings card: "Thank you, this is the reward. I will notify you in one year to get a divorce." Yiyu took the card and felt a little embarrassed: "Just think of it as a loan, and I will pay it back to you in the future." Xie Zining smiled lightly: "Anything is fine!" The third meeting. In a luxury restaurant in Shenzhen, assistant Jiang Yiyu accompanied her boss to socialize. As soon as I walked in, I saw the handsome and cold-hearted man, who stood out among all the greasy and successful people. In full view of everyone, the other party remained silent, and even if Yi Yu beat him to death, he didn't dare to admit it. He could only bite the bullet and hold the wine glass and salute one by one. "Mr. Li, Mr. Zhang, Mr. Chen, Mr. Xie, Mr. Xie..." After drinking and entertaining, the boss asked her to sing with a certain Mr. Zhang, and Mr. Zhang also smiled and waved to her. At this time, Xie Zining, who had been silent until now, suddenly said in a cold voice: "Come over here!" Everyone present was shocked. Isn't investment tycoon Xie Zining famous for not being lecherous? Is this the iron tree in bloom? One day half a year later, Jiang Yiyu was pinned down by Xie Zining on the sofa in his private lounge. "Mr. Xie? You shouted quite smoothly. Can you shout again?" Yi Yuzhan said tremblingly: "Thank you..." "Huh?" "Little, uncle..." "Don't you want to go out here again today?" Jiang Yiyu blushed with embarrassment and said in a soft voice: "Husband~" Yesterday someone said your name loudly next to me, which to me was like throwing a rose through the open window. ——Szymborska "I Lived So Lonely" Purpose: Make some honey for life