Dressed As the President’s First Love

Paris, bar.

The black man with two dirty braids sat quietly on the edge of the stage, playing and singing.

"...AndI\'vebeenthinkin\'aboutyou,I\'vebeenthinkin\'aboutyou..."

Cheng Hao rubbed the goblet with his fingers, instead of drinking, he was taken aback.

"Chen, doesn't your country have a saying?"

William put his shoulders on his shoulders, "What kind of grass--"

"There is no fragrant grass anywhere on the horizon."

The splendid jazz music is still playing in the ears, just like the unique air of this ubiquitous Paris, this city seems to liberate people from imprisonment and release enthusiasm.

Cheng Hao shook his head:

"William, this is different."

"Wow~"

William shrugged, disapproving, "justagirl."

"Tang doesn't love you, some people love you. Look--"

He pushed Cheng Hao to make him look out, "Girlsloveyou."

In the bar, young girls have blushing cheeks and twinkling eyes,

"Theyallwanttomakelovetoyou."

"Justtry—"

William's deliberately lowered voice reminded Cheng Hao of the poisonous snake in the Garden of Eden.

He laughed, and the wine glass fell on the bar with a crisp sound.

"William, our country, there is still a beautiful poem."

"What poem?"

In his early years, William lived with his father in China for a few years, and he was considered half a Chinese proficiency.

"It used to be difficult for the sea to be water."

Cheng Hao sighed, "It means that I have seen the most beautiful ocean. Other rivers and lakes will no longer be visible." They are not hers.

"Why? The rivers and lakes are very good and beautiful, not the same as the sea."

The foreign devil William obviously couldn't understand, "Chen meant that Tang was that...Canghai?"

Cheng Hao was silent.

"OK, OK, So..."

William couldn't understand, "You love her, why do you want to break up with her?"

"Brother Cheng?"

At this moment, a familiar voice came in, "What's your face?"

It’s really a joy to meet a compatriot in a foreign country—if this compatriot is not Jiang Xinwei who should stay at the headquarters.

Cheng Hao asked:

"Why did you come to Paris, too?"

"Don't mention—"

Jiang Xinwei waved his hand, crawling his face full of frustration, sat down on the high chair next to him, and patted the bar: "BlackWidow."

Black Widow?

Jiang Xinwei would order this wine when he was depressed. It hasn't changed since he was a student, claiming to retaliate against the world.

Cheng Hao pointed to William: "William."

Pointing at Jiang Xinwei: "Jiang Xinwei."

This is even a brief introduction.

"Chen, someone is with you—"

William couldn't wait to say goodbye to Cheng Hao, "See you tomorrow."

After that, he hugged the blond and blue eyes who had just hooked up and left.

The stage has been changed to "Thegreatest" in the Blueberry Night. The bartender has adjusted the black widow and pushed it over. Jiang Xinwei took a sip, coughing as if choked by the spicy liquor.

There was only one bottom of the cocktail in Cheng Hao's hand.

Drinking slightly, he rarely beats the beat in good spirits.

"Brother Cheng, don't ask me why you are in a bad mood?"

Jiang Xinwei looked aggrieved.

Cheng Hao drank a little of the bottom of the cup, pushed it over, compared it with an "another" posture, and said:

"Because I am worse."

See it.

Jiang Xinwei nodded.

While talking, the bartender had already pushed another glass of wine over, this time it was "Pinklady", the pink lady.

Persuade him to want to open?

Cheng Hao smiled:

"I ran into Don Mi."

Jiang Xinwei felt that Cheng Ge's use of the word "touch" was shameless.

It turns out that after attending the celebration banquet in New York, you should return to the company non-stop. Who would have thought about it, and had to transfer to Paris to watch some fashion show——

He had known for a long time that Tang Mi was coming to Paris to participate in Fashion Week.

But because of this, Jiang Xinwei couldn't understand it anymore.

The breakup was for Brother Cheng, and within a few days of the breakup, he ran to the blind date. He was more handsome than him. Although... Later, he fell ill, but he could eat and drink, so why did he go back now? NS?

"I also met Li Rong."

Cheng Hao nodded. Alcohol slowed his brain. It took a long time to remember that Li Rong was Tang Mi's agent.

"I'm looking for Tang Mi."

"Fuck! Cheng Brother, don't you!"

Jiang Xinwei was taken aback by his own conjecture, "Good horses don’t eat the grass, brother, don’t tell me, you are looking for Tang Mi, you are not looking back at the past, but you are going to turn your head and bite Tang Xiao’s grass..."

"It's too late, I have already bitten."

Jiang Xinwei was dumbfounded and murmured:

"No..."

Let's point our face, brother.

Cheng Hao couldn't drink "pinklady" at all, so the bartender opened the bottle of masseto and put it aside, and poured himself a glass, "I'm looking for Tang Mi to get back together."

Jiang Xinwei: "..."

"It's cheap, isn't it?"

Jiang Xinwei shook his head honestly:

"kind of."

More than a little bit, he can't do it for him anyway.

In Cheng Hao's icy glance, Jiang Xinwei shrank his neck unconvincingly, but insisted on taunting him:

"Whether someone whose surname is not Tang waved to you, you wagged your tail and went back. Last time you proposed to marry, you lost such a big face, and now people have not waved to you, you wagged your tail..."

"To shut up."

Cheng Hao gritted his teeth and glared at him.

Jiang Xinwei drew a zipper on his mouth:

"OK, OK, shut up."

The saddest person.

But where is he who is really free to live.

Especially when Cheng Hao finished two bottles of masseto, he graciously asked the bartender to open another bottle and filled him up personally:

"After that, do I have to call my sister-in-law again?"

"Tang Mi rejected me."

The peak of the plot turns, so that Jiang Xinwei who has been in the bushes of thousands of flowers can only stare.

"She...rejects you?"

He glanced up and down, and finally his gaze fell on Cheng Hao's crotch. Jiang Xinwei was particularly sensitive to this recently.

"what are you thinking?"

They were all men, and Jiang Xinwei's little flowery intestines could be seen at a glance.

Cheng Hao coughed, his face flushed: "It's not because of this."

"Well, do you give me a five-to-one order? I listened to it, from the breakup...ah no, I started talking about the blind date."

Cheng Hao poured a bunch of messy wine, the wine was steaming, and his mind had begun to be confused and confused.

He squinted his eyes and looked at Jiang Xinwei for a while, then suddenly smiled:

"Blind date? Ah, you said blind date."

"Just, right here, it's too uncomfortable."

Cheng Hao continued on the topic before, patted his chest, "Blocked, breathing, out of breath, just thinking, I can't keep running around like this, I, I have to go forward and put Tang Mi on the hurdle— —I gave it, so I went on a blind date."

"Pooh."

Not only did it seem like it hadn't been, but it fell into the pit again.

"Actually, at the beginning of the breakup, it was very, very easy."

Maybe it was holding back for too long, and he poured it out in a mindful manner. Cheng Hao took the wine glass and poured it down again.

"I feel that the sky is blue and the water is green. I don't need to quarrel or quarrel about the same thing every day, and I don't have to think about how sincere Tang Mi is. It feels very and very relaxed."

"But right."

Cheng Hao pointed to his head again: "It was easy for two days, and my brain went wrong. I couldn't fall asleep every day, yes, the phone, I can't help but want to make a call. I think, people have to look forward and be cruel. So she was blacked out, and then went on a blind date, step by step, isolated her."

"It seems that the quarantine is not very successful."

Jiang Xinwei rolled his eyes.

He can understand it, his brother, he has planted Tang Mi in his entire life.

"Did you see it?"

Cheng Hao held the wine glass and smiled silly at him.

His skin is white, his face is still green and purple, but in this way, he is still very good-looking, and there is a clear amber hidden in his bent eyes.

Jiang Xinwei was jealous with jealousy.

He wants this look, Li Rong Jiner, definitely can't let him go with the French man.

NS!

Thinking about it this way, he and this drunk are half a catastrophe, and both are as miserable.

"I see, you are still thinking about others."

Jiang Xinwei picked up the coat on the back of the chair for him and walked outside with Cheng Hao, "Cheng Brother, you are drunk, let's go back, huh?"

Cheng Hao shook him off:

"You haven't heard me finish yet."

"have to."

Too lazy to care about drunks.

Jiang Xinwei nodded. Who would think that he can't make a man who can't beat a boring fart with eight sticks. This time, he can slap his mouth when he is drunk, right?

He fished his ears:

"Brother Cheng, you continue."

"Oh." Cheng Hao nodded obediently, patted the table, "Bartender, another bottle!"

The bartender served fresh water this time.

Cheng Hao didn't taste it.

"Three months and twenty-eight days, no, no, it's past early morning, right? Three months and twenty-nine days."

"We broke up for three months and twenty-nine days. I think, we must have succeeded. Who knows, just lie to myself. When I see people, I forget everything... I lied, I told myself So, I will just take a look, just one look, this one look is too much to play, until now, bang, it's over."

"That's how she looks at me—"

After Cheng Hao learned from Tang Mi's eyes, Jiang Xinwei took the phone to record quietly, and finally found something heartwarming, "The first thing she thought of was the fake Boxi, Boxi!"

Jiang Xinwei remembered the cartoon that he watched with his nephew last time: Screaming Chicken.

Suddenly there was an inexplicable affection.

"Good boy, Dad will turn around to help you beat him."

Jiang Xinwei took the opportunity to touch his head.

"Fuck! Who allows you to hit or hit my Tangtang!"

Cheng Hao didn't grasp the key point, and hugged the bar precariously and refused to leave, "You, tell her for me, I am definitely going to chase her back."

"Everything--"

What can I say to drunks.

Jiang Xinwei dragged him: "Son, let's go home, tomorrow Dad will help you chase your Tangtang, huh?"

"Really, Dad?"

Cheng Hao suddenly tilted his head to look at him.

Jiang Xinwei was so cute that his heart thumped and thumped wildly: chase after chase, dad will chase for you!

————

Tang Mi woke up very early the next day.

It was raining outside, and the raindrops hit the edge of the window, leaving watermarks, and the window was gray.

Before washing, the door was knocked from outside.

Nancy asked the butler to bring the clothes over, and when Tang Mi finished changing, Bo Xi was already waiting in the corridor.

"Good morning, Mi."

"Good morning."

The two of them walked to the dining room together, passing the corner of the corridor, and descending the spiral staircase, Tang Mi suddenly stopped.

"I have the answer to your proposal yesterday."

This place is in a blind spot, there are no people up and down, it is indeed a place for conversation.

Bo Xi had a faint prediction in his heart.

"sorry."

Tang Mi leaned on the stairs, "Actually, the answer should have been given to you yesterday. Think about it seriously. The so-called relatively free **** relationship does not apply to you and me."

"why?"

Tang Mi smiled:

"You understand better than me, don't you?"

He has feelings for her and can never be truly free.

Bo Xi was silent and smiled suddenly:

"It's a pity that I didn't get you in."

While chatting, a person ran down on the stairs.

Jiang Xinwei put his pocket in, and went downstairs in a gray hooded suit. He thrust into the middle of Boxi and Tang Mi, and pushed Boxi to the side with his hips.

"Oh, actor, I'm sorry I didn't see you."

Boxi smiled decently:

"It's ok."

The three of them kept Jiang Xinwei in the middle. The formations on both sides of Boxi Tangmi Station walked all the way to the restaurant on the first floor. There were not many people in the hall. Most of them slept too late and skipped breakfast at all.

After breakfast, Nancy invited Tang Mi to the study.