Fog clears from Hong Kong Island

Chapter 101 Let Go Xi Jinbai
Sang Yu watched him enter the milk tea shop and queue up.

His slender back looks round and square among the ordinary people.

Xi Jinbai is indeed not born for this kind of business life. His world should be glamorous, rich in clothing and food, and surrounded by stars. His time should be spent negotiating acquisitions, signing contracts, holding shareholder meetings... rather than Waste of time queuing up to buy milk tea here.

But it’s just this time, there will be no chance in the future.

By the time Xi Jinbai came back from buying milk tea and water, Sang Yu had already eaten two-thirds of the noodles and left a third for him, which was clean and untouched.

"You don't usually eat spicy food, so I just left a little for you."

"Ah."

Xi Jinbai gave her the milk tea and took the disposable paper bowl from her hand.

He also didn't expect that one day he would be standing on the night market street eating a bowl of spicy ramen.

Sang Yu put the straw in and took two sips of milk tea to relieve the spicy taste, and said to him, "If you can't take a few bites, don't eat it."

It was Xi Jinbai’s first time to eat this kind of roadside snack, “It’s not bad to try it occasionally.”

Sang Yu's attention was attracted by the stains on the hem of his windbreaker, "Why are your clothes dirty?"

Xi Jinbai frowned slightly, "I was touched by a child on ice cream just now."

Sang Yu knew that his clothes were valuable, and it was not worth it to stain a piece of clothing just to buy a cup of milk tea.

After Xi Jinbai finished his portion of noodles, Sang Yu took him to try fried stuffed three treasures, egg waffles and Hong Kong-style egg tarts.

I also found a cute mobile phone pendant on a street stall.

Looking here and there, I walked around the whole street before I knew it.

There are fewer people towards the end.

At this time, a little girl carrying a flower basket came towards them and asked with a sweet smile on her face: "Brother and sister, do you want to buy flowers?"

Sang Yu was in a daze. Last year, on the streets of Paris, a little girl selling flowers asked them if they wanted to buy flowers.

Xi Jinbai took out his mobile phone and was about to pay, but Sang Yu stopped him, "Thank you, no need."

"Okay." The little girl felt a little regretful, carrying the flower basket and looking for the next customer to buy flowers.

Xi Jinbai asked: "Don't like it?"

Sang Yu shook his head.

It's not that I don't like it, it just doesn't make sense.

Each stage wants different things.

I used to like flowers because I expected him to be the one who sent them. Now I like flowers just because they bloom beautifully.

She looked down at her phone. It was exactly eight o'clock. After a moment of silence, she raised her head again and said solemnly: "Xi Jinbai, thank you for walking with me for two hours. It seems that you didn't say goodbye properly when we separated."

It ended with "Let's just stop here."

Xi Jinbai's eyes darkened as he stared into hers, "What do you mean?"

"Do you really think we are suitable?" Sang Yu turned to look at this bustling night market street and said calmly: "You see, this is my world. I grew up here. I like the noisy fireworks and eating at cheap roadside stalls. I can’t get used to the caviar and black truffles in high-end restaurants. For three meals a day, you consider whether they are healthy and taste good, but what I think about is When you buy something, you only need to think about whether you like it or not. But what I think about is whether I can afford it..."

"Not only these, but there are many, many more. We are very different in terms of family backgrounds and personality preferences. We are not from the same world at all."

"Look, your clothes worth hundreds of thousands of dollars will be stained when you go shopping. You have to endure such a noisy environment, eat unhealthy snacks, and waste time waiting in line. It doesn't make any sense."

Xi Jinbai frowned and finally interrupted: "How do you know it is meaningless to me? Of course it is meaningless if I do these things alone, but if I am with you, I feel very happy. You The differences in habits mentioned above can be accommodated by each other. I can accompany you to do whatever you want." "You may think it's okay once or twice, but you will always find it boring as time goes by." Sang Yu paused. , "And I don't want to fit into your circle. I just like a simple life. I can't reach your world."

He is like the moon in the sky, the breeze is shining brightly, and he should not be contaminated by the hustle and bustle of the world.

Xi Jinbai's eyes were cold and deep, "I said I won't interfere in your life, and you don't need to force yourself into my circle. I will take care of my family, so you don't need to worry about anything."

Sang Yu clasped her hands together and pinched her fingertips. How could she not have any worries?

"You can't let go of me now probably because of the freshness that hasn't dissipated yet, but how long can these freshness last?"

Xi Jinbai didn't understand why she thought so, whether it was because he was too unreliable or for other reasons.

"Sang Yu, I'm serious, it's not just a whim."

Sang Yu met his gaze, "Then what do you like about me? Or how much do you know about me? I've been with you for one year and four months, and you know my favorite color, favorite fruit, and favorite fruit. What food do you hate or what are you most afraid of?"

Even though the surroundings were noisy, the two of them seemed to be alone in another silent space.

Xi Jinbai, who has always been decisive in his decisions, was trapped by a few simple questions.

He did know very little about Sang Yu in the past. He had no way to refute or change the past.

He held Sang Yu's hand and said, "Give me time and opportunity, I can get to know you better."

"Some things don't have a chance to be repeated." Sang Yu broke away from his hand, "Let go, Xi Jinbai, so we can get together and part ways. Isn't this the consensus we reached at the beginning?"

Xi Jinbai was enveloped by a deep sense of powerlessness, his chest felt heavy and depressed, as if something had strangled his heart.

Sang Yu finally said: "Thank you for taking care of me. If we meet again, I hope we are strangers. I wish you all the best in the future."

After saying that, she turned around and left without any hesitation.

Xi Jinbai stood there, his figure on the ground looking slightly lonely.

The laughter and noise around him had nothing to do with him.

The gentle knife she gave was deadly.

Sang Yu sentenced him to death.

No matter what he did, there was no way to save it.
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Sang Yu was busy preparing entries and daily work, and had no time to think wildly.

After that day, she and Xi Jinbai had no contact again.

This relationship is completely over.

Sang Yu also sent back the ceramic ornaments and crystal pendants that Xi Jinbai had given previously.

It seemed like everything was back on track.

Tong Tong sat in the shop and sighed.

Meng Qing said: "This is already the seventeenth time you have sighed."

Sang Yu smiled slightly, "You still count."

Tong Tong held her chin and said gloomily, "I don't want to either, but it's too annoying. You guys think I should break up? Mu Jingchuan has fallen out with his family because of this. It makes me look like the culprit. Let's break up." He doesn’t agree to it.”

Of course, she herself couldn't bear to break up.

(End of this chapter)