After the first day of rebirth

Chapter 440 Irony is not irony

Zhang Xinrui walked alone on the somewhat deserted street.

She wore big sunglasses on her face, and the cold wind blew up her skirt. She looked up at the brightly lit streets of Beijing.

She called Huang Rongsheng.

Half an hour later, Huang Rongsheng arrived. Frowning, he took off his gray wool coat and put it on Zhang Xinrui.

Zhang Xinrui didn't shirk this time, she was so cold that her fingers were frozen and her cheeks were flushed.

The two were sitting in the car, Huang Rongsheng asked for her opinion: "Go back?"

"Don't go back yet," Zhang Xinrui took off her sunglasses, and saw herself in a panic in the rearview mirror, "Don't let Jiwen see me like this."

She can't give him much, and she can't let him, a three-year-old child, worry about himself all the time.

"Where are we going? You can't park here." Huang Rongsheng said while adjusting the air conditioner in the car.

"..." Zhang Xinrui didn't answer, but just looked at the front with empty eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Huang Rongsheng's hand reached over, landed on her icy cheek, and finally landed on her frozen fingers: "How long have you been blowing the cold wind? I'll go buy you a cup of coffee, wait for me."

Huang Rongsheng turned on the emergency lights in the car, and then ran towards the Starbucks not far away without waiting for Zhang Xinrui's answer.

After about 5 minutes, he came back with two cups of boiling coffee in his hand.

Zhang Xinrui took it, and immediately felt warm in the palm of her hand. She opened the lid of the cup again and took a sip. The warm current flowed down the esophagus into the stomach, and her body became much warmer.

Huang Rongsheng took a sip of coffee elegantly, then put it on the side shelf and fixed it, and said, "I'll just walk around the streets of Beijing."

Afterwards, he started the car neatly, and the car sank into the car river, Zhang Xinrui stared straight ahead, speechless.

Zhang Xinrui hugged the coffee cup in a daze.

Huang Rongsheng didn't ask any questions, he just drove seriously, occasionally turning his head to look at her.

"Rongsheng," Zhang Xinrui finally said after a long time, "Am I really a failure?"

"Failure?" Huang Rongsheng disapproved, "mandala, only 24 years old, graduated from the world's best music school - Curtis Institute of Music, was invited to perform in Vienna's Golden Hall, an internationally renowned super queen, like A winner in life like you feels like a failure, so do other people want to live?"

Zhang Xinrui smiled, the smile on her face was insincere, she shook her head: "Zhang Xinrui, 24 years old, has a family and can't return home, her brother doesn't recognize her, her husband doesn't recognize her, what is there to be proud of?"

"You told Cheng Jingtai that you are Zhang Xinrui?" Huang Rongsheng turned to look at her while driving.

Zhang Xinrui took a sip of coffee, said with a wry smile, "Yes, I told him, and I put him to sleep, but do you know the first thing he said to me when he woke up?"

Zhang Xinrui turned her head and looked out the window. Just now, she thought the coffee was mellow and warm, but now her mouth was full of bitterness.

"He said that he still betrayed his wife. I told him that I am Zhang Xinrui, but he said, I am not. He said that I am a high-ranking super queen, Miss Mandala." Zhang Xinrui turned her head. , looking at Huang Rongsheng.

"You mean irony or not?" Zhang Xinrui turned her head, not sure if she was asking Huang Rongsheng or herself.

(End of this chapter)