Qingye Spring Drink

[Sane and gentle female student x shady boss in the Beijing circle] "Micro group portrait in the courtyard/ambiguous pull/planned for a long time/Shura field/old house on fire" It was in the third year after Zhong Xuzui moved to the compound that he met the powerful Mr. Qin. When we first met, she was reading a book in the antique store where she worked part-time. A faint agarwood lingered on the tip of her nose, and the surroundings were silent. Qin Fuqing appeared in front of the ancient elm door without any warning. His demeanor was calm, but his eyes showed a heart-stopping coldness. Like moss after rain, moist and cool. Mistakenly thinking that a distinguished guest was visiting, Zhong Yuanzui did not dare to neglect and introduced the history of antiques to him. It was later discovered that he was actually the owner of the antique shop, Mr. Qin. Thinking of the antique information that he had just missed, Zhong Yanzui couldn't help but panic. Qin Fuqing did not accuse him as she thought. He just glanced at the notebook on the table and said with a faint smile: "Ms. Zhong, your handwriting is good." - On a breezy early autumn day, Zhong Yuanzuo went on a business trip with his boss. Along the way, the maple leaves in the mountains are gradually dyeing, spreading out layer by layer, colorful. The two of them walked into an antique Chinese restaurant with green tiles and red walls for dinner. "This place is opened by my friend." Qin Fuqing told her. As soon as we sat down, a young man in a navy blue gown came over and joked with a smile: "Hey, I brought a little girlfriend today." Zhong Yanzhu's cheeks felt hot, and he didn't know if he was joking or just messing around. The man opposite looked calm. He rolled up the cuffs of his white shirt, took a sip of tea, and then explained slowly: "Just make trouble for me. This little girl's innocence cannot be stained by you." - Later, when the two of them were invited to attend a certain young master's birthday party, Qin Fuqing accidentally scratched the back of his hand, and blood suddenly flowed out. Zhong Yuanzui heard the sound and came over to bandage his wound. She frowned: "Does it hurt?" "It hurts, please blow it for me." The man whispered in her ear, but Zhong Yanzui pretended not to hear anything. There was tenderness in her soft eyes, and she looked serious and focused. After watching her bandage up bit by bit, Qin Fuqing held the girl's hand with his backhand and pulled her into his arms. Kissed without restraint. There were footsteps outside the door. Zhong Yan took a deep breath and reminded: "This is someone else's birthday party." Qin Fuqing's always cold and noble face also reflected a hint of darkness. "Why does it look like cheating?" -Double C, 8 years age difference, slow heat, long-term ambiguity - Semi-empty, privately built, please do not compare it with reality "The clear night is full of spring drinks, and the drizzle is falling on the eaves in front of the lamp. —From "Drunk Song" Copy written on 2025/1/28, revised on 26/4/6, archived Intention: Slowly appreciate the fireworks in the world, and watch all things leisurely for a long time