It was so cold this snowy night. I put my hands in my shirt pocket and walked with Weiran on the blurred street rendered by neon lights. But I felt the emptiness of the city even more intensely, and the various lights surrounding it were just glamorous.

There was finally a bar in front of me, and I said to him, "Let's just go in and have a few drinks."

"Find a quieter place."

"There are quiet places, I don't know if you can adapt."

“Just be quiet.”

After receiving Weiran's instructions, I took him to a small restaurant where he used to work at Polytechnic Department Store, where he often went to drink with Fang Yuan. There were very few people and all the dishes were cooked, so the price was very affordable.

After entering the restaurant, the boss's wife still remembered me, but she was still so enthusiastic, but she mistakenly regarded Weiran as Fang Yuan and called him Xiao Fang. I knew Fang Yuan hadn't come here for a long time, and Weiran was somewhat similar to his body shape, so the boss's wife who had a vague impression would remember it wrong.

It was too cold. In this small restaurant where the heating was not open, I subconsciously ordered a hot pot, then ordered a dozen Qingdao beer, and sat down with Weiran on both sides of the table. The purple bamboos used to decorate on the table made this small restaurant that was not popular very quiet... Not to mention the taste of the food, in terms of quietness, there is nothing more suitable for Weiran's needs than here.

I opened a bottle of beer and handed it to Weiran, and poured the dishes into the hot pot one by one. The rising heat and the spicy taste spreading in the air finally made the small private room feel a little warm. I picked up the beer bottle and said to Weiran, "Drink one."

Weiran also raised the beer and signaled to me, but he didn't meet each other. They each started drinking half a bottle, but Weiran finished it in one breath. I just looked at it and felt cold. You know, this is cold winter, what is the concept of drinking beer like this!... So, I also felt his frustration. Yes, such a huge commercial warship sank in his hands. This feeling is not something that ordinary people can bear. Moreover, I know that Weiran is not a playboy who ignores the family industry. He is ambitious. Mi Cai once told me about this. It was just that he was too eager for quick success and overestimate himself in the past two years, so he was trapped in the whirlpool of loss-making investment and could not extricate himself!

I pointed to the duck blood rolling with the soup in the hot pot with chopsticks and said, "This thing is good, eat something to remove the cold."

Weiran did not respond. After a while of silence, he finally said to me: "Zhaoyang, I envy you very much... No matter what you are facing, at least there is still expectations and a support. When you are frustrated, that woman will always return to you, and I..." He shook his head and did not say anything more.

I asked myself, are I really lucky compared to Weiran, a man born with a golden key? Maybe, but even if he is lucky, he just got it. He would not see how I was suffering in the pain of the world.

After drinking the remaining beer in my bottle, I said to him: "What people are best at is to imagine other people's lives too beautiful when they are in a downturn. In fact, what you see may not be the truth, and there will be no perfect people in this world. Living is a practice for us... So, you should see what you have now, instead of just thinking about the things that are about to be lost and have already lost. This will only make you more and more painful."

Weiran smiled sadly: "...The group is already like this. I have no other extravagant hopes. I just hope that she can accompany me through the darkest low point in my life at this time..."

"You should know that she is also in trouble now and cannot extricate herself!"

"So we should share the joys and sorrows and walk through this trough in our life together... Yes, since the study abroad era in the United States, we have always been like this. She will give me a lot of business advice. We are full of trust in each other, but since you appeared, everything has changed. She gradually becomes dodging and pursues self-independence... She forgot that we once promised: to be firm allies in the business world, our interests and even life should be one,... She deceived me!"

I looked at him and saw a twist in the face of desolation, but I could understand that after all, I had lived a smooth life for decades, and suddenly encountered such a big change, he could not bear it for living in good times... Not to mention him, even those mature businessmen would end their lives when their careers were completely defeated, because this sense of frustration and the chain reaction brought by the defeat were unbearable.

I breathed a sigh of relief and said to him: "Everyone pursues self-independence is a normal state. I really don't know what you have viewed Micai over the years. She is not a pet, but an independent individual... You should learn to respect and respect freedom. Moreover, I deeply believe that Micai did not turn aside her promise, but just couldn't take care of herself."

Weiran closed his eyes and raised his head. He didn't say anything for a long time... The atmosphere was so dull that it was a bit terrible. After he maintained this posture for a long time, he opened a bottle of beer and drank it recklessly, as if he wanted to find a trace of comfort in this liquid without temperature.

I didn't continue to drink with him, but just listened a little lost in my mind to the sound of snow falling on the eaves when they turned into water. No one in this world would truly understand the pain of another person. He needed to learn to adapt himself.

......

It was so late at night. I helped me and left the small restaurant with a little drift. From the beginning to the end, I didn't ask him whether he would insist on investing in Zhuomei, because the reality he encountered had given me the answer. If it weren't for the huge business crisis, he wouldn't have made his condition so bad. Maybe now he wouldn't have a formal statement on Zhuomei's investment.

On the curb on the street, Weiran and I sat together, waiting for his assistant. After a while, his assistant came to the scene and helped Weiran into the car with my help. So there was no one related to me on the huge street. At this time, I envied Weiran and the courage to get drunk. At least for him, it would be a quiet night, but it caused a beautiful storm...

I walked along the road in front of me to where I lived, but because of this accidental encounter with Weiran, I kept thinking about Mi Cai, the past and promises she and Weiran had experienced, and also remembering how I kissed Le Yao in the snow last night in love. I was a little confused in an instant. Although I wanted to call Mi Cai, I was unable to take action for a long time. I couldn't help but wonder: How did Le Yao face Cao Jinfei? Can she really do it, just treat it as a dream?

Maybe she can really do it...
Chapter completed!