For a person, there are always a few points in life when you can pause and look back on your previous time.

This is equivalent to re-examining yourself, and it is difficult to say whether it is beneficial or not, after all, it varies from person to person.

It's just that this kind of observation of one's own things from the perspective of a bystander is really amazing.

However, for Han Yu, it seems that he has too many opportunities to look at himself for most of the past six months, and he seems to ...... Every once in a while, I get to know myself all over again.

Not everyone has the opportunity to watch their "memory" as if it were a movie, in great detail and meticulously, and it is even twice.

Or the metaphor of playing back a movie is not appropriate, because in the process, he seems to empathize with every subtle emotional change.

The "he" in my memory seems to overlap with him.

He can feel "his" laughter, happiness, sadness, sentimentality.

It's not like shoehorning something into your mind that doesn't belong there, it's like a hand that gently lifts the veil of obscurity, revealing a dark area of your mind that already exists.

The dusty thing can be seen again, because it is there in the first place, and naturally there is nothing foreign, at most...... Can it only be said that he remembered?

Yes, he remembered.

Something, something he should remember now...... There are also people.

……

After looking around at the environment he was in now, his not very good-looking face barely pulled out a wry smile in the dim light.

It's really a familiar place to wake up.,Own room.。

Noncommittal to what Richard had just said to himself, Han Yu rubbed his eyebrows tiredly, turned over and went to the bedside to grope for a while, and finally found the phone.

With a slide of his fingers, looking at the phone screen that lit up instantly, he raised his eyebrows, and looked back at the white suit figure still sitting on the windowsill with a little surprise, "Only one afternoon?"

On the glare screen of the mobile phone, the date still shows June 28, that is, the time has changed from noon to late night.

I don't like to waste time. ’

A sentence that was still so indifferent replaced the answer.

Han Yu blinked, then unexpectedly shrugged his shoulders slightly, spread his hands and said, "Okay, at least on this point, we can reach a consensus. ”

Bathed in the cool moonlight, it seems that even the meticulous hair on the head is refracting the light, and the ironed white suit exudes an indescribable cleanliness.

Richard raised an eyebrow when he saw his reaction.

One, with a very similar look.

'You seem to ...... There is a little change. ’

Richard's indifferent words made Han Yu smile, I don't know if he was laughing at the self-righteous determination in this guy's words, or laughing at the other party's knowing words.

Lowered his head and turned off the mobile phone in his hand temporarily, and Han Yu saw the many missed messages and text messages displayed on it, but right now, it is not the time to deal with these, nor is it the situation where these can be handled.

"That's not a word to be happy with for me. ”

I thought you'd be happy to get those memories. ’

"Of course, it's nice to think of something to remember, but I'm a little unhappy because I think of how those memories came from. ”

'At least the goal was achieved, no matter what?'

Not only women, but also men sometimes go toe-to-toe with each other, and it only takes less than a few seconds for a faint smell of gunpowder to fill the air.

Putting the mobile phone that had been turned off back on the bedside table, Han Yu didn't turn on the light in his bedroom, but just looked down and pondered for a while, then turned his head to look at the figure by the windowsill again, and asked, "To be honest, I'm curious, what is the purpose that you have achieved in your mouth by doing this?"

'You don't know?'

The silver cane in his hand was waved in place as if it were customary, and Richard looked at him calmly, his tone still unfluctuating, but it was precisely like this, which made it easy to ignite a raging anger in people's hearts.

You spent an afternoon in a dream that should have been meaningful. Don't you really understand what I'm trying to accomplish by doing this? In my opinion, you're not such a stupid person. ’

"It's because I know what you're doing this for, that I want to ask you. Xiujing: Why do you care so much about her? Or should I say, why do you care so much about the Zheng family? In my understanding, you shouldn't be such an emotional person, right?"

A cold gaze swept over the windowsill.

Han Yu looked at him without changing his face, and his slightly narrowed eyes were deep.

Immediately, without waiting for Han Yu to say anything more, Richard replied to him lightly:

'Everyone has a purpose to exist. This sentence may be too friendly, I use the most straightforward words to tell you, everyone has their own purpose in everything they do, don't use your shallow vision to make any self-righteous evaluations, I feel ashamed, and don't try to get anything more on my side, then you don't care. I'm very fair, what you give me, I'll think about whether or not to give you. If you can't give me what I want, then just follow the path I showed you, and leave the rest alone. ’

Although these words were expressed slowly and logically, and the tone seemed to be peaceful, they were partial, and the content of the words made people fully feel the coldness that spread between the lines.

Han Yu smiled for no reason when he heard this, and said, "It's really scary to see how you look when you speak, is it true that I usually look the same when I'm angry?" but...... Let's not talk about whether I am qualified to judge you, how can you be sure that you will be able to let me go the path you specified?"

He was greeted with a rare slight sneer.

Grasping this kind of thing is just a concoction for self-psychological comfort. It's even more ridiculous when you bring it up at this point. Isn't it silly to weigh in advance how much success rate you have to do since you have to do something?'

Richard slowly took out a handkerchief from his bosom, carefully wiped his five fingers, and his cold voice was like a glass of ice water that was slowly shaken: "Also, since you know that I know every thought in your heart, stop this unnecessary pretense. There are some roads that you can't take if you don't want to go. ’

"I am also curious about something, you learned smart this time, did you learn from Lin Yunyu's kid?"

'Don't take advantage of your tongue, you know better than me, you can't help me, but I can do something to you that I can do if I am willing to do it, and I can see at a glance whether I win or lose. ’

Han Yu, who was still calm, couldn't help but fall silent when he heard this.

'Well, it took a lot of time today, and hopefully it's worth the money. I'll take care of the rest...... Oh yes, and for the sake of some of the moves you're likely to make in the future, I'll give you a kind reminder by the way. ’

Facing his gaze as he looked up in silence, he stepped down from the windowsill, and Richard tapped the floor with his cane, and two crisp sounds echoed in the room, like a sudden wake-up call from the darkness.

'I'm weird...... Why do you believe so much in Deacon?'

Moment.

As if aware of something, the breathing between his noses was imperceptibly rapid.

Richard looked up at him, and then there was a faint look of indescribability on his equally handsome and fair face.

You don't seem to have thought things through. Even now, she is still the loyal female assistant she used to be, but the person she is loyal to...... Nor are you. Trust me, she's not your person, and you've never seen her in person. ’

"Hey, what are you talking about......

Halfway through the conversation, it came to an abrupt end, and there was a daunting silence in the air.

The night breeze blew the light curtains, and the white moonlight poured in from the windows, sprinkled all over the windowsills, casting a glittering sheen on the already empty floor.

Han Yu raised his hand again and rubbed his eyebrows, then sulked to himself, sat on the bed and thought in annoyance for a while, and then finally remembered the first thing he should do next.

He turned over, took the mobile phone on the bedside again, turned it on, and called up the phone's address book in the lit mobile phone screen, and then swiped his fingers without stopping, and dialed a phone number that he had never taken the initiative to dial before.

"Toot ......"

While waiting, he inexplicably glanced at the alarm clock placed at the head of the bed, and his slender fingers unconsciously tapped the back of the phone.

New York, it should be daylight now.

"Huh, little ...... Xiaoyu?"

It didn't take too long, and after a few seconds, a quiet and elegant mature female voice rang on the other end of the phone, with a little surprise and doubt, and a little joy that was difficult to hide.

Han Yu was silent for two seconds, followed by in the dark, he sat on the bed in his bedroom, took his mobile phone and said with a smile:

"Hmm. It's been a long time~ Our Ms. Li Jingshu. ”

There was silence on the other end of the line.

It didn't take long for a whisper of laughter and scolding, which was trying to restrain trembling and excitement, came to his ears with great clarity in the middle of the night, which was not too warm.

"Ah, stinky boy...... Call the puppet mother!"

He heard the aunt's usual stubborn response, as if he was slightly surprised, and did not speak, but after a few seconds, he suddenly took his mobile phone and looked down and smiled.

The smile was obscured by the darkness around him, and only the partially raised corners of his mouth were illuminated by a little light on the side of his ear, which seemed complicated and ...... Affectionate.

……

"Hmm...... Doll mother. ”