During his time in Moscow, Xie Jinghui was forced to have an affair with Shen Shuangjian.
Perhaps such words are not very appropriate or pleasant to hear, but they are just right to describe Xie Jinghui's state of mind.
Shen Sixian Shen Shuangjian. Even Shen Sixian, when he was in his own room, he would cautiously drag Shen Shuangjian over with him.
He was holding international conferences and working non-stop, but he still made sure to Shen Shuangjian within his sight, even asking her permission to get up.
That evening, Shen Shuangjian was finally able to return to her room to wash up and go to bed, but Xie Jinghui Shen Shuangjian.
Because as soon as Shen Sixian hears the sound of a door opening, no matter what he's doing, he'll definitely come out to take a look.
It was even so outrageous that once, Shen Sixian was taking a shower, and halfway through, he had to put on a bathrobe and knock on the doors of two people to make sure they were both obediently staying in their bedrooms before he could go back and continue showering.
Although Xie Jinghui felt helpless, Shen Sixian's behavior was not enough to annoy him.
Conversely, those in positions of authority who are used to controlling everything rarely experience a surge of childlike naiveté.
Xie Jinghui found it extremely amusing and also found the situation quite endearing.
It's as if they've both become children in early love, and after being discovered by their parents, they're strictly supervised. But the two lovers can't help but find ways to meet.
Xie Jinghui was most satisfied with Shen Shuangjian, who had been inexplicably stirred up by the situation.
Shen Shuangjian didn't know what had happened or why he was doing this, but he followed Xie Jinghui blankly, looking at each other and talking where Shen Sixian couldn't see, and even didn't flinch when Xie Jinghui held his hand.
At such moments, Xie Jinghui would always feel a kind of illusion of being in love, an illusion that made him feel satisfied and happy.
Because it stemmed from a subtle, almost imperceptible affection that Shen Shuangjian given him.
If Shen Sixian's strict guarding pleased Xie Jinghui from a unique perspective, then Xie Qingchi's mischief annoyed Xie Jinghui.
Xie Jinghui is a signal of danger that can instantly raise an alarm.
Xie Qingchi certainly wouldn't let him have his way. Others might be wary of Xie Jinghui's wealth and status, but Xie Qingchi, the notorious rebellious son of the Xie Family, wouldn't care.
He suddenly showed a belated "concern" for Xie Jinghui Xie Jinghui, following him wherever he went, further reducing the space for Xie Jinghui and Shen Shuangjian time together.
Xie Jinghui didn't have the same patience and kindness towards him as he did towards Shen Sixian. Over the course of a few days, Xie Jinghui was annoyed by him and reprimanded him seriously several times, but to no avail.
Xie Qingchi shameless; since he himself was stuck in his pursuit of Shen Shuangjian, he devoted himself to holding everyone back.
October 24th is Shen Shuangjian's birthday.
Shen Shuangjian, who couldn't stay up late, had already fallen asleep before midnight. He hadn't gone to sleep with any expectations, so he was particularly surprised to receive the surprise when he woke up the next day.
Shen Shuangjian it had been a long time since she had celebrated her birthday or received a birthday gift.
But on the morning of the 24th, Shen Shuangjian calmly pushed open the door, only to be greeted by a pile of gift boxes as tall as a person.
Shen Shuangjian is someone who is very afraid of being startled and doesn't like having her emotions overly scrutinized.
So there were no crowds of people outside the door, nor any sudden stream of ribbons or shouts.
On the bright, vibrant red carpet, a tall, wide pile of gifts sat outside his door. Many of the gift boxes still had brightly colored sticky notes attached, with numerous words scrawled on them in a crooked, illegible manner.
" Zhizhi."
Suddenly, a slightly open hand appeared before her. Shen Shuangjian stunned for a moment before noticing the golden chain hanging from the knuckles.
It was a longevity lock about the length of a finger, made of pure gold, with a grape-sized ruby set in the center. The ruby was very clear and perfectly cut and polished.
At the very bottom of the tassels, each tassel is adorned with a ruby of the same material, with the same purity and color as the one above.
Unlike leftover scraps that are polished, this is a large piece of the same material where the best parts are used to create these small, round beads.
Shen Shuangjian she had also worn a longevity lock when she was young.
It was made by his deceased parents when he was born, but as he grew up, the red string on the longevity lock became shorter, and he never wore it again.
Shen Shuangjian's eyelashes fluttered, and she subconsciously reached out to take it, but Shen Sixian did not simply hand the longevity lock to Shen Shuangjian.
He unfastened the longevity lock's chain, and with a gentle expression, placed it on Shen Shuangjian's collarbone. He then slipped his hands through her long hair, stopping at the back of her neck, before fastening the chain again.
Happy birthday, Shen Zhizhi.
Shen Shuangjian a long and healthy life.
Shen Sixian's voice was soft and gentle. He wasn't good at saying nice things, but this simplest blessing was also Shen Sixian's only wish.
"Thanks..."
Shen Shuangjian wanted to speak, but found himself choked up. He tried to lower his eyes to hide his tears, but they just kept falling.
Don't cry.
Shen Sixian cupped Shen Shuangjian's face in his hands, his fingertips gently wiping away the tear.
"I'm happy as long as you don't cry."
"Don't say thank you. All I want is for you to be safe and happy for the rest of your life. Didn't I tell you? You call me 'brother,' so I was born to love you."
A tear fell incessantly, and the mist in her eyes seemed endless. Shen Shuangjian lowered her head, but suddenly felt a belated sense of grievance.
It was as if all the loneliness and grievances he had endured over the years of walking alone had slowly settled in his heart at this moment.
If Shen Shuangjian could be honest, he would now put his arm around Shen Sixian's shoulder and tell him about his anxieties and fears from childhood.
If Shen Shuangjian were brave, he would now directly thank Shen Sixian and express his gratitude and joy.
If he could be straightforward, if he could stop being so subtle, if he could stop being so inarticulate, if he could speak his mind.
If Shen Sixian had appeared sooner, then all the "ifs" would no longer be "ifs".
Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs".
Shen Shuangjian twitched her nose in grievance, then gently rested her trembling shoulders and drooping head against Shen Sixian's chest.
I want to eat candied hawthorn berries.
Shen Shuangjian leaned against Shen Sixian's chest and told him everything that had come to him all at Shen Sixian.
"I want a cake that lights up, the first milk tea of autumn, lucky money hidden under my pillow, gifts in my Christmas stocking, and pocket money at the beginning of the month."
These trivial, troublesome, and ordinary things were hidden in the countless times Shen Shuangjian had heard about them before.
He heard that people get glowing cakes on their birthdays.
He heard that the first cup of milk tea would be served in the fall.
He had heard that elders would secretly put lucky money under their pillows during the Lunar New Year.
He had heard that Santa Claus would come riding a reindeer to deliver presents at Christmas.
He heard that many people would receive disaster relief funds from their families at the beginning of the month.
Shen Shuangjian had always listened to others talk about it, but she never knew what these things actually felt like.
Why should he listen to what others say? Why doesn't he have these things? Shen Shuangjian had never asked these questions before.
If you're going to ask, who should you ask?
If I want it, who should I ask?
But from this moment on, everything he lost, heard, wanted, and couldn't get will come back to him.
From that brief, low, and gentle sound.
"Good."