I Like You

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Eight years later.

On the morning of Lin Wei's birthday, Jiangsu had an interview.

In Beijing at the end of May, the sun is shining, the sky is blue, and the branches on both sides of the street are luxuriant, which is very summer.

Over the years, Jiang Su has been receiving much attention from everyone. Many reporters tried to meet Jiang Su in various ways, but he refused. The reason why he accepted this interview was because of some public welfare propaganda.

The reporter who interviewed him was a man who was very young, but very sophisticated in his words. At first glance, he had been immersed in this industry for many years.

Their interview method is very simple. In Jiang Su’s office, his secretary acted as a photographer. The reporter and Jiang Su Yi sat casually on the sofa and made a pot of tea. They were not like In the office, chatting more like friends.

They talked for two hours.

In those two hours, they were not in a standstill at all.

The reporter asked Jiang Su many questions, most of which were based on his work. One of them was the core of their interview today.

"Mr. Jiang, we all know that your university studies economics and management. You have been doing public welfare all these years, and you have done all kinds of things. But I found that you pay the most attention to medical care. Can you explain? why?"

Jiang Su was very calm: "Probably it has something to do with my dream."

The reporter will focus on the main point: "Probably?"

Jiang Suwei nodded: "In fact, the public welfare related to medical care was not my idea at the beginning, but my girlfriend's idea."

He seemed to be in some kind of contemplation. After a few seconds of silence, he said quietly: "I started my business in my senior year. When I was in graduate school, I made my first sum of money. My girlfriend."

"In the year of my 25th birthday, the birthday gift my girlfriend gave me was a charity certificate, using the money I gave her in those two years."

He was very busy that day. He was in meetings all the time, and was not free until ten thirty in the evening.

He hurried home and opened the door to see Lin Wei waiting for him to fall asleep on the sofa.

He stepped lightly, put his jacket on the sofa aside, bent over and picked her up.

He put her on the bed in the bedroom, pulled the quilt over her, lowered his head and kissed her between the eyebrows, just about to get up to take a bath, she reached out and put her arm around his neck: "Are you back?"

When she was awakened by him, her voice was a little sleepy and hoarse, she did not complain, nor was she angry for a long time.

He was a little guilty and said softly, "Have you eaten?"

"No, I've been waiting for you." At that time, she was already twenty-three years old, coquettishly, no different from when she was sixteen.

"Then you will sleep for a while, and I will make you some food." He touched her hair, trying to pull her wrist away from her neck.

She hugged tighter: "Let's go together."

Jiang Su did not refuse, put his arms around her waist, let her hang on his body, and hugged him out of the bedroom again.

Saying that it was together, he didn't want her to cook.

He made the meal, and she sat on the high chair of the western restaurant, swaying her legs and looking at him.

It was too late, and he made it relatively simple, fried two steaks and mixed a salad.

He cut one of the steaks and placed it in front of her.

She took the fork he handed over and put it on the edge of the plate, then picked up a paper bag from the side and handed it to him: "Birthday present."

He looked up at her: "What is it?"

She did not speak.

He opened the file bag and saw the public welfare certificate.

Related to medical treatment.

He paused for a few seconds, then looked up at her.

She smiled and shook the grape juice he had just squeezed, and took a sip: "Brother, the name of this birthday gift is...make up."

Make up for the dream you missed.

Although you cannot be a doctor, you can still contribute to the industry you once dreamed of.

Jiang Su did not speak.

Lin Wei smiled again, "Brother, happy 25th birthday."

At the end of the reporter's talk, there were some more life topics, "Mr. Jiang, does the tattoo on your wrist have any special meaning?"

The tattoo Jiang Su has been criticized by countless people.

The main reason is that everyone feels vulgar is ugly.

Having said this, the reporter laughed: "As you know, many people have noticed this tattoo, and everyone thinks it is not very attractive, but it seems that you don't care much.

Jiang Su also smiled. He lowered his eyes to look at the tattoo on his wrist and rubbed the fingertips of his other hand lightly. He could vaguely feel the scar underneath through the tattoo: "I don't care much."

"Mainly because my girlfriend painted it."

"I personally think it's pretty cute."

Reporter: "This is probably the so-called beauty in the eyes of a lover?"

Jiang Su raised his eyes with gentle eyes: "Xi Tzu is not as beautiful as my girlfriend."

reporter:"……"

This really made the reporter unable to answer. He simply skipped to the next topic: "And you have this watch, which you have always worn. Over the years, it seems that you haven't seen you change other watches because of savings. ?"

Jiang Su: "No."

His refusal was too simple, and the reporter froze for a second.

But before the reporter asked the reason, Jiang Zhuo confessed: "This is from my girlfriend."

It was the Spring Festival that year when he was 22 years old, and she gave him a New Year gift.

At that time, she was already a senior, and she worked as an intern in a very good company and saved a year of money to buy him this watch.

In all his watches, it is not considered expensive, it is even considered cheap.

But it is his favorite.

When she gave him the watch, she said to him: "Jiangsu, do you remember the computer that you used to dance to help me win?"

"That was the first expensive gift I received. I'm sorry, I told you at that time, when I go to university and make money, I will buy you a gift that is better than that computer."

"This is."

"Don't dislike it, it can buy many of the computers you gave me."

Jiang Su who pulled back from the past, lowered his head and chuckled.

His girlfriend is so cute.

You can talk so much with a gift.

Jiang Su mentioned the words my girlfriend several times. At the end of the interview, the reporter couldn't help but asked him a question related to his personal relationship: "Mr. Jiang, in today's interview, you mentioned you several times. Girlfriend, can you introduce your girlfriend to us all?"

Before being interviewed, Jiangsu’s secretary communicated with the reporter and repeatedly stressed that it should not involve personal life.

The reporter was also excited by Jiang Su's sentence by my girlfriend. When he said that, he regretted a bit.

While he was hesitating whether to apologize, and ignoring the question, Jiang Su looked up and looked at the camera directly in front of him: "She has completed my entire life."