Han Zhun went downstairs and quickly followed Xie Yiyi. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Xie Yiyi stood outside the golden KTV door, with his back to Han Zhun. Although the night was hazy, Han Zhun still saw that Xie Yiyi was secretly wiping his tears.

For a while, Han Zhun didn't know how to comfort her, so he had to be silent. After a while, he sent a message to Huo Xieyang: Sister Yiyi drank too much and was in a bad mood, can you come down to accompany her?

Huo Xieyang quickly replied with one word: Okay.

It didn't take long for Huo Xieyang to go downstairs. Han Zhun didn't know how he explained to Team Doctor Zhang, but he didn't ask much.

Huo Xieyang patted Han Zhun on the shoulder and whispered in his ear, "I told Chao Han that I was sending you home, don't say it." Han Zhun was stunned for a moment, and then vaguely remembered that Team Doctor Zhang's full name was Zhang Chaohan.

Han Zhun grabbed Huo Xieyang, but couldn't help but admonish: "You are kind to Sister Yiyi." He shouldn't have cared about such idle matters, especially the ups and downs within the dance company, he never asked much. Maybe it's because Xie Yiyi treats him well on weekdays, and Han Zhun can't bear to see her sad.

Huo Xieyang nodded emphatically and said, "I have a sense of proportion." He walked straight past Han Zhun and reached out to support Xie Yiyi's shoulder. Xie Yiyi turned around and saw Huo Xieyang, a little excited, pushed him away, and couldn't help crying. Huo Xieyang hugged Xie Yiyi hard and let her struggle in his arms. After a while, she fell silent. Huo Xieyang hugged Xie Yiyi and waved his hand to stop a taxi.

After seeing them leave, Han Zhun also took a taxi and went home alone.

In the taxi, Han Zhun looked out the window, for some reason, he felt extremely lonely tonight. Maybe it's a few glasses of wine, maybe it's Xie Yiyi's sentence "Don't like a person too much", or maybe it's the cool night itself that is suffocating. Han Zhun didn't understand himself a little, how could he still feel sad after seeing so many joys and sorrows?

Mechanically taking out his mobile phone, Han Zhun opened his Weibo. Unexpectedly, there is a private message from the beautiful girl Weiwei.。 By mistake, Han Zhun clicked on the reply and typed in a sentence: Thank you, good night.

At this moment, Han Zhun sincerely wants to say "thank you" to the beautiful girl. This sentence of "thank you" is full of too many emotions for him tonight, and Han Zhun is very grateful to have someone who will be by his side in such a way.

Han Zhun and Zhao Shuangwei, two lives that originally had no intersection, just tonight, the first intersection point in their lives appeared. Subtle, throbbing, but also fleeting.

No matter how dark the night is, it will always pass.

The dawn is far away, but it will come.

It's another cookie-cutter morning. Zhao Shuang slightly pressed the alarm clock, took out her mobile phone half-asleep, and opened Weibo. Check Han Zhun's homepage first, Han Zhun updated last night and posted a selfie. Without hesitation, give a thumbs up first, and then leave a message to Han Zhun: The male god is so handsome! Then she opened the private message. It's like a dream. Zhao Shuangwei was in disbelief, but she clearly saw the reply from Han Zhun on the phone screen.

Han Zhun said: Thank you, good night.

Han Zhun said to Zhao Shuangwei: Thank you, good night.

The male god Han Zhun said to the little fan sister Zhao Shuangwei: Thank you, good night.

The Cinderella-like moment that belongs to Zhao Shuangwei has finally arrived. She screamed, she laughed, she couldn't express it. She jumped up from the bed and ran to Zhao's father and Zhao's mother's room to wake them up. She hurriedly finished washing up and called Yang Sang: "I went out early today, I'll go directly to the bus stop in front of your house and wait for you, I don't need you to come over." "This is the first time that Zhao Shuangwei has paid something for Yang Sang. She is so happy, she wants to do so many good things, she wants to continue this luck, she wants to share her joy with the whole universe.

Yang Sang, who received a micro call from Zhao Shuang early in the morning, was a little overwhelmed. He happily ran out of the house, bought two cups of hot soy milk at the breakfast shop, and went to the bus stop to wait for Zhao Shuangwei. After a while, Zhao Shuangwei got off the 714 bus. She is full of spring breeze, with a smile on her face, she is so beautiful but she has no self-awareness. Such Zhao Shuangwei fascinated Yang Sang deeply.

"Why did you get up so early today?" Yang Sang hurriedly stepped forward and handed over the hot soy milk in his hand.

Zhao Shuangwei did not take the soy milk, but stepped forward and hugged Yang Sang. Yang Sang, who was holding a cup of soy milk in one hand, couldn't hug her back, so he had to respond to her verbally: "What's wrong, Xiaowei?" So happy today. The tone is naturally cheerful. Since they established a relationship, Yang Sang has changed her name to call her "Xiaowei", but I don't know if it's because Zhao Shuangwei is shy or why, there are very few intimate actions between them. It wasn't until this moment that Yang Sang really felt that the girl holding him belonged to Zhao Shuangwei. Yang Sang lowered his head, sniffing her long hair with a faint soapy fragrance, reluctant to let her go.

In the eyes of passers-by gradually gaining foothold, Zhao Shuang let go of his hand slightly. She was a little embarrassed, so she had to take the hot soy milk in Yang Sang's right hand, wanting to avoid the embarrassing scene of looking at each other.

"Oh, that's not right." Unexpectedly, Yang Sang retracted his right hand and handed his left hand forward, "This cup is yours, no added sugar." Zhao Shuang didn't like sweetness, but she never deliberately revealed it to Yang Sang, but she didn't expect him to notice it.

Moved in her heart, Zhao Shuangwei took the soy milk and drank it while it was hot.

"Yang Sang." Zhao Shuangwei looked at Yang Sang, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes.

"Well, what's wrong?" Yang Sang, who had a free hand, touched her head, his eyes full of affection.

"I'm so happy today, Han Zhun replied to me in a private message on Weibo." Zhao Shuangwei couldn't help but share her joy.

"Ah, really, that's good." Yang Sang smiled, happy for her happiness.

This Sunday night is the last performance of Han Joon's dance troupe's tour. You accompany me to see it, okay? This is the first time that between them, Zhao Shuangwei took the initiative to send an invitation.

"Okay." Faced with Zhao Shuangwei's invitation, Yang Sang agreed without thinking. He looked at her dotingly, and he would accompany her as long as she wanted to do something.

Bus 714 is coming. Yang Sang took Zhao Shuangwei's hand and got into the car, Zhao Shuangwei blushed slightly, but still held Yang Sang's hand tightly in front of everyone.

I must treat her well. Yang Sang thought silently in his heart.

also got up early in the morning, and Xie Yiyi. She looked at Huo Xieyang, who was still sleeping beside her, and sighed softly. Xie Yiyi crept out of bed, as if she was afraid that she would wake him up, she stared at Huo Xieyang's sleeping face and pondered for a while, and finally changed her clothes and left the house.

Xie Yiyi took out his mobile phone and edited a message for Huo Xieyang: Xieyang, I still have something to do, go back to the dance troupe first. If you sleep a little longer, and if you want to eat when you wake up, you can call me at any time. Clothing.

She looked at the screen of her phone and thought for a while, then deleted a few more words, and the last content of the text message was: I have something to do, go back to the dance troupe first.

She gritted her teeth and pressed the teleport.