[A whole day of meetings, tedious work, annoying communication, annoying is just the brain!] She was the only one, it was a kind of uneasiness that was so boring that she had no mind, it was his real nightmare - He Yansheng! 】

Zhong Yu once told her, "When you are unhappy, you can raise your elevation angle at 45 degrees, and tears can force back into your eyes." ”

However, the starry sky seen at an elevation angle of forty-five degrees was still dim, without a trace of light, and the tears still did not fall into the eye sockets, but silently swept down the corners of the eyes.

"Mom, I miss you so much. I think so much, I think so much. ”

"If I had known that it would hurt so much to live, I wish you had never taken me through this. I won't drag you down, and you won't owe me. ”

How desperate should you be, so that you will not be interested in life. The corners of the mouth rippled with a shallow arc, hanging horizontally at the corners of the mouth hidden under the thin aperture.

And He Yansheng at this dinner was not interested, and he seemed to be in high spirits all night.

If it weren't for the incident between He and Xu's families this time, He Yansheng really couldn't excuse himself to escape, and he had never been interested in such a drinking party and dinner.

The staggered lights, everyone with masks to greet each other, looks like an inseparable community, once in the face of danger and division of interests.

The ugly face behind him can be seen at a glance, He Yansheng is a businessman, and socializing as a businessman is an indispensable subject, even if he doesn't like it.

It's just that there are so many things in this world, and the joys, sorrows, and sorrows are all due to the heart.

He smiled mockingly, put on a mask, and forced himself to be an earthly geek.

Putting on armor and losing oneself is the law taught to him by the He family, and this is the responsibility entrusted to him by the He family.

During this period of time, Zhong Zixi's abnormality made He Yansheng always feel uneasy, and the boredom and uneasiness in his heart that he couldn't leave were infinitely magnified in his heart.

After the dinner, He Yansheng returned to the house where they had been living, and the empty house no longer had the original laughter.

And every corner seems to hide the breath of their past.

The suffocation in the room made He Yansheng feel depressed for no reason, he took off his coat, casually went into the bathroom to rinse, and then lay on the bed limply.

The pillow still seemed to have her previous smell, like the smell of milk, sweet and good.

He got up and turned off the wall lamp, lay down on the bed with his cheeks pressed into the pillow, and faintly sobbed sounds.

On such a night, it seems very quiet, and even the echo is very clear.

He Yansheng has a small idea, for so many years, he has always believed that the strong do not need tears, tears are tears, and what is held back is gold.

But at this moment, he really felt very painful, young and wanton. It was the first time that a man who had never fallen on his heel in any place had fallen so the person he loved.

If it's because of feelings, he can still accept it, the key is that there are no emotional problems between them.

In the past, he thought that as long as two people loved each other, they would definitely be together, and there was nothing to separate the people who loved each other, except

It's not love.

Zhong Zixi likes to watch TV, and whenever he sees those people who love each other and have to love and kill each other, He Yansheng can't help but feel a little hypocritical.

Now he finally understands what it's like to love each other and not be able to love each other. The liver and intestines are broken, and the heart is always condensed.

Men's grief does not need to be publicized, and some grief can only be carried silently by themselves.

This night, He Yansheng always slept unsteadily, and he had nightmares all night.

There are not many people who know about his personal phone number, and even fewer people will call him early in the morning, especially this mobile phone, and the sense of unease is gradually expanding.

He Yansheng had a very nasal voice in the early morning, and his emotions were exposed last night. Under the premise of poor spirits, his voice is even more hoarse and unspeakable.

"Hey."

A phone call woke up all his nightmares, and He Yansheng understood what a real nightmare was!

The man rolled over and got out of bed, put on a bathrobe with his gloves and walked towards the underground garage.

The trees were bare, like loyal guards on both sides of the road, welcoming the solemnity and majesty of winter.

He Yansheng held the steering wheel with one hand and passed all the way through the rearview mirror, and the distant back image gradually moved away.

The man's mobile phone in the palm of his hand was clenched incessantly, and the real-time messages were constantly updated.

Half an hour ago, the maid of Yunshan Villa called and said, "Mrs. has a high fever and a weak will to survive." ”

This sentence was like a thunder on the ground, and He Yansheng suddenly fell to the ground in pain, and the emptiness and loneliness in his mind made him fall back to the bed again when he almost got up.

Zhong Zixi is her last untouchable bottom line, and many of the Jiang family's transgressions can be tolerated by He Yansheng, including Jiang Ye's ambitions.

Only He Yansheng couldn't accept it, and Jiang Ye used Zhong Zixi and Zhong Yu as bargaining chips to try to turn the He and Xu families against each other.

Disaster is not to the family, and the simplest moral bottom line is not there.

The anger in He Yansheng's eyes swirled in the corners of his eyes, "Jiang Hangfei, I don't care what method you use, I don't want to see the Jiang family and the Jiang family again in Cloud City." ”

Someone who was still sleepy-eyed woke up instantly because of this sentence, He Yansheng rarely showed his emotions, and he was in a high position all the year round, and his tough aura and methods had already made it difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

"Boss, what's wrong with you? So angry early in the morning? Jiang Hangfei asked cautiously.

"Jiang Hangfei said the same thing, I don't want to say it a second time." He Yansheng whispered in a hoarse voice.

For a while, the atmosphere was awkward, and no one took the lead to speak, and the person on the other end of the phone seemed to be thinking seriously.

"Boss, is something wrong with her junior sister?"

One sentence is just right to point to He Yansheng's final bottom line and emotions, although He Yansheng did not speak, Jiang Hangfei could feel He Yansheng's poor mood through the mobile phone.

"What, you can't bear to let you deal with the Jiang family with real guns?"

As smart as he speaks, there will always be room for him, which is the principle of He Yansheng for many years, and now he speaks and does everything from his heart.

One thought of the will to live

weak, He Yansheng felt that all the hard work and hard work had lost color.

If Zhong Zixi can't live well, all He Yansheng's hard work and dedication will become a joke, if she is not there, what is the purpose of working hard to keep the bottom line for her and tripping the Jiang family for her?

Jiang Hangfei understands how difficult He Yansheng has been recently, not to mention that he is really guilty about him, a junior girl.

"Boss, I don't know what happened to the junior sister, I know it's difficult for you now, and we can't be sure of winning now. If I really can't bear it, why should I stand by you in the first place? I will do what you explain, I can't let the Jiang family fall in a short time, at least let them suffer setbacks, the world of Cloud City is not the only one in the Jiang family, you take good care of the junior sister and say sorry to her for me. ”

Jiang Hangfei babbled on and on, there were many things between men that didn't need to be said too thoroughly, but after being suppressed for a long time, there was always a need for a breakthrough.

He Yansheng bit his lip vigorously and held back the sourness at the corner of his eyes.

Women will be vulnerable, so will men, He Yansheng has understood since he was a child that some words cannot be spoken.

There is a saying in "The Book of Rites: The Mean" that "erudition, interrogation, prudence, discernment, and practice." Be wise and reasonable, and be cautious in words and deeds. ”

After learning to speak for so many years, today he forgot the memory he had hidden in his heart.

He Yansheng felt a sense of frustration in his heart, he knew that he was not frustrating the sentence just now, but losing the balance of his best self over the years.

Across the phone from each other, no one took the lead in breaking the silence after a long period of silence.

After a while, Jiang Hangfei smiled softly.

"Boss, following you for so many years is the best choice I've ever made. You drive well, don't get distracted, take care of the little girl, I'll wait for the day you get better, because you all deserve it! ”

The moment the phone hung up, He Yansheng had a momentary imbalance. It was like ringing in my ears, and I couldn't hear anything clearly.

It wasn't until the horn of the car behind him that suddenly changed lanes and accelerated, He Yansheng instantly came back to his senses, picked up the mobile phone with his fingers and whispered "Sorry", and the system showed that it was sent successfully.

This is He Yansheng, not forgetting his feelings, not being confused in his heart, not being finally wrong, and not being engraved in courtesy.

He is the most upright and best man in the world, and deserves the respect of each of them.

The uncomfortable whimpering sound and small sobbing sound in the Yunshan Villa filled the entire room, and perhaps this time would be the end of the whole room.

The maid aunt notified He Yansheng after she found out that she was abnormal, and the usually quiet room was full of maid doctors at the moment.

A little noisy sound made the person on the bed extremely uneasy, and Zhong Zixi, who had been burning all night, began to convulse slowly, and his body was as hot as a soldering iron.

Zhong Zixi could vaguely feel that the child seemed to be pulling away from her body, very tired, very tired. It hurts, it hurts.

The intense pain in her voice made every sense gradually wear away, her head was heavy and groggy, and her consciousness flickered away from the pain

。

My mind is also extremely unclear, and my eyelids are so heavy that I can't lift my spirit.

I really wanted to sleep, and a voice in my ear kept telling her, so be it, it's good.

Being able to leave with the child can at least wipe out the guilt in her heart.

The man's angry voice echoed throughout the bedroom, his handsome eyes tightened, and the lines of his jaw were as sharp as knives.

The silhouette reflected in the shimmering light on the cheeks is as deep as a curtain hanging on the horizon, and the pieces are as cold as frost hanging upside down.

The man's thin lips were pursed, the cold light emanating from his eyes was dotted, and his voice was like an ancient ethereal and faint without a trace of fireworks.

"Why did she become like this, how the hell did you take care of her. If you take care of someone who has a good night's time, you will give me back such a person, right? So what did I hire you for? Isn't there anyone to justify their actions? ”

The man's face is more than just angry, and the extremely low air pressure makes everyone hold their breath and concentrate.

(End of chapter)