[When I left, I was reluctant, but I knew that this was not the end, so I was willing to wait. If it weren't for the fact that I love you, why would I have a cup of herbal tea in this life, and the four flavors are sweet and bitter, and that long memory is destined to become the evidence of my longing and twilight - He Yansheng! 】

The songs in the café are played one after another, and Jean Jean on the mobile phone is also growing up little by little.

Those feelings that blood was once thicker than water took root in the depths of his heart, and Zhong Zixi did not forget it, nor was he indifferent.

But it is placed in the deepest part of the heart, how many days and nights. The bone-eating pain tormented her in every way in her heart, and those difficult nights and those realities that people didn't want to remember were repeatedly tormenting her.

She had these familiar feelings in Ziyan Huafu, and she thought that there was nowhere to vent her emotions at work, but now she understands how stupid she was at that time.

Her stunned, her helplessness, her surprise, her emotional imbalance, and her inner weakness all invisibly pleased He Yansheng. The man crossed his hands, and his voice was as seductive as ever.

Like a shallow layer of breathing, a layer of deep and shallow layers opened in Zhong Zixi's ears, and the man smiled lightly, and his thin lips lightly opened up word by word.

"Zizi, it seems that you have all remembered, so should you go home with me obediently?"

The hidden smile on He Yansheng's lips has always been shallow, and now although this man is just as gentle and indifferent when he sees him again, Zhong Zixi knows that something has quietly changed.

For example, the eyes, such as the aura, for example, he watched her jump into the game he had compiled step by step, unable to move, unable to dissipate.

Until now, she can only sit here and mediate with him, knowing how it will end, it is terrible.

This is He Yansheng, He Yansheng who has always been afraid of her in the name of loving her.

Zhong Zixi's heartbeat skipped a few beats nervously, and he didn't even want to hide his anger, and the hatred in his eyes was obvious and straightforward.

"Hehe, Mr. Hehe, you really play a good hand? What is the value of such a me, but it is worth your attention. In your eyes, Zhong Zixi is a pet that comes and goes when called, right? What else have you given me besides betrayal and hurt as a husband and wife? Do you remember it yourself? ”

Zhong Zixi desperately told himself not to be cowardly, at least not to put his cowardice in front of this man.

But the grievances overturned for nine days, and the ones that came were also extremely turbulent.

Yes, she was never his opponent and was destined from the very beginning of the encounter.

He Yansheng's lips moved slightly, and the string in his mind tightened his desolation for no reason.

He muttered to himself, "Is it just betrayal and hurt?" To you, what is all my persistence and waiting? A joke? ”

He Yansheng's smile was indifferent, and his tone was extremely lonely, this was the first time that this man had shown such a look in front of her.

Fragile and fragile! Zhong Zixi was at a loss, did she make this man sad?

She can still make He Yansheng sad, doesn't it sound ironic?

He seemed to be talking to himself

It was said to her, and there was a faint panic in her expression, and a moment of disappointment and helplessness.

Panic Zhong Zixi understands that after all, this man wants her, and the panic that can't be obtained is naturally easy to understand, so what about disappointment? There is something about Zhong Zixi that will disappoint He Yansheng.

At that time, Zhong Zixi insisted on leaving after giving birth to a child, and He Yansheng returned to He's house alone with He Youchen in infancy. Even if He Yansheng was enough to play with the He family with one hand, in the end, Zhong's loophole still hurt the He family's vitality, in that crisis-ridden years.

His most beloved grandfather died, Zhong Zixi only wanted to divorce him, the He family was facing internal and external troubles, He Youchen's weakness, his mother's strength and his bent desire to use marriage to save the He family's crisis and consolidate the He family, so that the He family could continue to dominate in Cloud City and become a sacrosanct king.

He Yansheng, who has always prided himself on being omnipotent, felt a strong sense of helplessness for the first time, yes, he was really at a loss, and He Yansheng, who was young and arbitrary, tasted the sorrow of people's hearts for the first time.

He, a man known as a brilliant designer and a man of genius business ability, began to deal with endless meals, find collaborators, and cater to certain undesirable means in the market.

Just because he doesn't do it doesn't mean he won't do it, it's his unshirkable responsibility to work hard outside, and when he gets home, he has to face endless interrogation and persecution from his mother.

Yin Xiaoxiao took a fancy to Shen Jiani, the only daughter of the Shen family, and it was no secret in their circle, since he returned to the He family with He Youchen in his arms, his mother seemed to have received some kind of acquiescence, and arbitrarily matched the two.

He Youchen was still young, He Yansheng couldn't leave a stranger alone to take care of him, he could only choose to pretend to cater to him, at least so that the child was not alone for the time being.

And he didn't expect that his unavoidable submission would become evidence of his mother's unscrupulousness, and in the near future, it would become a way for her to hurt Zizi.

During that time, He Youchen was like him drinking poison to quench his thirst, and seeing him would make He Yansheng temporarily paralyze the predicament and distress caused by reality.

No matter how busy and tired he is every day, the first thing He Yansheng does when he gets home is to take a shower and change into clean clothes, and then go to the baby's room to see this little guy.

The little guy in the cradle is very clingy to his father, in fact, He Youchen was really picky when he was a child, he wouldn't be unhappy about anything, but whenever he was unhappy, he would only show a low mood, and whenever He Yansheng appeared, the little guy would be extra happy.

The dark eyes are bright and bright, and they are very flattering.

Whenever he fluttered his hands, babbling something in his mouth, and whispering happily like a child, he couldn't understand anything clearly.

Newborn children demand a high level of attention, longing for contact with people and longing for the embrace and warmth of their mothers.

Even if He Yansheng hugged him, the little guy would occasionally frown subconsciously.

The man learns the little tricks taught in the book and the instructor, pats him on the back, follows his little temper, and slowly reassures him.

Probably if it was really comfortable, the little He Youchen would hold his stubby lotus-like arm high and pull it

The corners of his father's shirt sleeves.

He Youchen and Zhong Zixi are very similar to each other, the mother and son have a habit of buttoning people's clothes. Every time he was small and round in his palms, grasping the corners of He Yansheng's clothes, a sense of belonging would arise spontaneously from his heart.

Somewhere in the heart is held tightly like this, and I can't let go of it or forget it.

This is the subtlety of the bloodline inheritance, the tiredness of the day and all the thoughts will slowly dissipate because of this little guy.

In the days when Zhong Zixi was away, taking care of He Youchen, living well, and waiting for her seriously has become He Yansheng's living habit.

He always thought that his mother had a bottom line even if she matched, and He Yansheng had always been curious about what the word son meant in Yin Xiaoxiao's heart.

It's just a tool for her to show off proudly in high society, or a bridge she uses to realize her own value, but if there is a trace of love, he wants Yin Xiaoxiao to use it to this point.

It was the third month of Zhong Zixi's departure, and no matter how busy he was at work, he couldn't get rid of that longing.

Gradually, he began to have a slight habit of drinking, but He Yansheng never drank at home, and he never served a cup easily at the previous dinner, and naturally no one was so discerning to pour his wine.

When he no longer occupied the initiative, He Yansheng suppressed all the sharp edges, and those who were familiar with him in the wine bureau knew that He Yansheng was deliberately getting drunk, but those who were not familiar with him thought that they didn't expect this man's own capital to be so strong in all aspects.

He is a person who does not easily expose his sadness, even if it hurts, He Yansheng will self-regulate.

For three months in a row, such and such a continuous meal is unbearable for individuals, not to mention that people like He Yansheng have to spend time dealing with the people around him during the day, and they have to go to various dinners at night, and they have to take care of the little guy after they go home.

The iron body couldn't stand this kind of turn, Jiang Hangfei looked at the tired man in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

There was a hint of mist in the red eyes under his eyebrows, He Yansheng propped his elbows on the car door, and his palms were slightly against his head, even so, he still couldn't relieve his fatigue.

This man bears everything during the day, puts away his thoughts and weaknesses, and bears his wounds in the dark.

The deep sense of guilt made Jiang Hangfei unable to ignore it.

"Boss, you're okay!"

He Yansheng put down the arm he had just supported, and all the scenery on the road was moving back rapidly.

The neon lights outside the car window are colorful and bright, and the whole city is reflected in the splendor of thousands of lights, and there is a slight smoke everywhere that makes him fascinated enough.

Every inch of light, every breath, every place worthy of nostalgia for anyone is like a kind of warmth encouraging him to move forward.

Zhong Zixi once told him that the most beautiful thing in his eyes was the sparkling light under his eyes, which was a slight smile with the arc of light. It's the kind of joy that can be felt through the eyebrows, and she is very obsessed with it and likes it.

Now that his smile is stained with a mask, the feeling of frustration is a little annoying.

He Yansheng didn't want to put this only one thing east

Nishi also lost, he wanted to accompany his son to grow up little by little with her liking, and then wait for her to come home.

The man said firmly, with a serious affirmation in his voice, "I'm fine, and I'll always be fine." ”

Jiang Hangfei wanted to ask him if he was so self-tormented to live? It's not a physical injury but a heartache, if he can, Jiang Hangfei would rather He Yansheng can vent it.

However, the longer he followed He Yansheng, the more Jiang Hangfei knew where this man's proportions were.

If he didn't want to upset the current balance, why should he force it?

It's just that he didn't expect everything to be so fast, and the person who broke this bottom line would be the person closest to him.

Today was originally later than usual, He Yansheng did not dare to delay, the little guy has been sticking to him tightly, and the people who have been waiting don't want him to suffer again.

So I went straight back to the room and went into the bathroom.

Outsiders were always not allowed in his room, and he usually used to wrap a towel in the bathroom and go to the cloakroom to change clothes.

(End of chapter)