Text Volume 1 Into the Wealthy Family_Chapter 125 Dream
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Shen Bingyun was busy accompanying the guests, but his mind was always in the box where Han Dong was.
It wasn't until I had a chance to take a look at it that I found that the man was asleep on the sofa alone.
The expression is relaxed, the face is gentle, and it seems to have a self-deprecating smile when you look closely.
Shen Bingyun was curious, it was such a seemingly gentle and delicate man, where did he get that suffocating enthusiasm.
She clearly felt that the temperature of the blood under the man's body was higher than that of ordinary people, and the bones would rather be bent than bend.
By his side, facing the sea of swords and fire, Shen Bingyun also believed that he didn't even frown.
Her own father, in an accident in her childhood, left her completely insecure. At that time, there was a dispute with someone in the family, and the other party's family came to the door, and her father, when the other party used the tools, was frightened and ran all the way. Her mother got into trouble with someone because she wanted to protect her...... That kind of despair and fear made her always fantasize that someone could fall from the sky and help her mother, who was wantonly abused and beaten......
But no, some are just irreversible results.
Han Dong's character, this fearlessness, is a magnet for her.
Hectic and busy, time slips away.
Shen Bingyun dealt with the last guest and pushed open the door of Han Dong's box with a full body of wine.
The people are gone.
She was in a mess, and she was busy asking the waiter when Han Dong left. At this time, I heard movement coming from the direction of the bathroom.
Slack smiled, and she stepped closer.
Next to the basin, the man was staring at the mirror with demented eyes, his eyes out of focus.
"What's wrong?"
Shen Bingyun asked in a low voice.
Han Dong turned his head and shook his head again: "No, it's okay." ”
Listening to him stammer, Shen Bingyun couldn't help laughing: "You look like a newly lovelorn male partner on TV." ”
"Why not the main character?"
"The protagonist is much more handsome than you. ”
Han Dong was stupid: "I'll send you the money tomorrow, not long after the phone number was changed, I can't use online banking......"
Shen Bingyun was noncommittal, looking at his efforts to control the situation without stuttering, wondering how much this person had drunk.
Han Dong seems to be the amount of alcohol that can be held within two bottles of liquor.
"Let's go, it's time to get off work. ”
"So fast. ”
"It's almost there, I've been drinking for hours. ”
Han Dong agreed, and his hand left the basin. But in an instant, his legs fell uncontrollably.
Shen Bingyun hurriedly mixed with him: "Okay, you are a big man who is just like this." You can get drunk by drinking alone. ”
"It's easy to get drunk, so I usually drink a lot more. ”
Shen Bingyun glanced at it, noticed the man's increasingly pale face, and no longer delayed time, and walked out.
Along the way, many colleagues were curious to look over, and more familiar people inquired about the situation......
Shen Bingyun didn't care at all, and replied uniformly: "My boyfriend." ”
When he went out, when he saw the wind, Han Dong's steps became even more chaotic, and any part of his limbs seemed to be no longer controlled.
During the crash, one of Shen Bingyun's high heels was knocked off by an awkward walking posture.
She didn't pick it up, she simply threw the other one off, and completely supported the man's weight with her bare feet.
Han Dong doesn't look fat, and even a little depressed, but it's not something she can hold casually.
His mind was still a little clear, and Han Dong sat on the ground: "Wait, I'll take it easy." ”
Shen Bingyun agreed, and sat together regardless of the mess.
Han Dong's eyes lacked even the strength to rise, and he looked at Shen Bingyun's bare feet under his feet, which had some dirt because of the dust.
Slender, white, and small. The toes are slightly arched, and the blue nail polish reflects the blue blood veins that are slightly shining from the feet......
He raised his hand and flicked it away, erasing the stain.
Shen Bingyun's legs instinctively lifted, and the spring suddenly stopped, and his heart suddenly beat wildly.
Han Dong seemed to do it casually, and he didn't know where he got the strength, so he turned around and staggered to pick up the shoes she had lost in the distance.
Shen Bingyun looked at it blankly, feeling that this scene seemed familiar.
remembered that that time she twisted her foot, and Han Dong helped her take off her shoes...... took it off and picked it up, such an ordinary move, but it hit the bottom of my heart.
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Upstairs, Chen Yanfeng stood in front of the shutters, looking at Han Dong and Shen Bingyun downstairs.
Suddenly smiled.
He has always wanted to get in touch with Han Dong and get to know him. There are no opportunities and reasons, and the other side is very defensive.
Now, there is nowhere to find it when stepping on iron shoes.
I still remember the last time KTV Qiao Liuzi blocked people to find trouble, such a character who has been on the road for half his life and has an overwhelming network of relationships. With almost no ability to fight back, he was directly pressed away by the police, and is still waiting for the trial in the detention center.
Liu Jianmin nodded and bowed, Wang Liguo personally called and nervously asked him to save people quickly, for fear of accidents.
Even if Wang Liguo may be so anxious because of the young talent named Pi Wenbin who is with Han Dong, he will definitely not be able to deny the role played by Han Dong.
The attitude towards Han Dong by Pi Wenbin is definitely unusual. Even, faintly dominated by him.
This kind of role that is incomprehensible behind the relationship is what he needs most.
So don't say 300,000, as long as Han Dong is willing to come to him, he will also come out of 3 million.
The money was originally blown by the wind and given to Han Dong, maybe many people didn't dare to ask for it again.
Shen Bingyun couldn't imagine him to that extent, so she just wanted to go home quickly.
Carrying a drunk along the way, quite tired.
Han Dong's home must not be able to go back, at this point in time, she sent someone back, and it was nothing to be seen by his family. When she crossed the intersection, she turned off the direction and went straight to the Butterfly Garden apartment she rented.
The phone that jingles the bell vibrates.
Shen Bingyun was annoyed by the noise, and when he saw Han Dong falling asleep again, he took out his mobile phone and answered it.
"Brother-in-law, where are you, my sister is losing her temper at home......"
Shen Bingyun listened to the voice like a relative of Han Dong, and hung up without waiting to finish listening, and then turned off the phone.
She didn't want to think much about Han Dong's marriage, as long as she thought about it, she would be chaotic and had no master.
Besides, Han Dong was completely immersed in a dream.
Occasionally, alertness will wake him up, smell a familiar scent, and relax again.
Half-asleep and half-awake, recalling many things on and off that seemed to be forgotten.
There was a deafening loud noise, and splatters of shrapnel cut across the skin. Some were protected under their bodies, and blood fell down their necks into the dirt. There are also guns in their hands, similar to shooting at a moving target, and every time a bullet flies out, one person rolls down and falls to the ground...... also had the last mission, the undercover identity was exposed, in order to break free from the rope, Shengsheng twisted his arm, and fled to a completely unfamiliar jungle with Bai Yalan, drinking each other's blood and chatting to survive......
Large sweat stains oozed from his forehead, and he vaguely knew that this was a dream, and he didn't know how many times the same situation had penetrated into his dream. But at the same time, knowing that it is real, so real that even if so much time has passed, you will wake up with fear.
He is really not afraid of death, or there are some scenes where you can only survive by sacrificing your life. What I'm afraid of is that every time a group of people travels, there will always be one or two less, and even no bones remain.
Suddenly, he stood up with a sluggish expression.
Only then did I find myself lying on a completely unfamiliar bed, with a silver-white futon and a lingering fragrance around me. It's not big, the room is clean and spotless, and in front of the sight, there are a few women in a few dresses, and some see her wearing them from Shen Bingyun.
He rubbed his aching head, Xia Meng, Shen Bingyun, and everything that happened in a short period of time washed away the depression brought by the dream.