slept on Su Wei's sofa for more than an hour, and when Nan Zhihe opened his eyes, he saw Su Wei sitting at his desk, as if he was writing something.

At this moment, the indoor sunlight is just right, and a pot of barley tea on the coffee table exudes the smell of paste.

All this made him feel very peaceful and comfortable, physically and mentally. However, everything he saw at this moment left a deep imprint on Nan Zhihe's life. This is what it feels like to be at home, what gives him warmth and what gives him motivation.

Each of us will have a memory in our hearts, which we usually don't deliberately remember, and when something happens to be the same as that day, you will suddenly open the door of memory. All the good is awakened, so that you can still reminisce about the good no matter how difficult the time is.

Maybe you woke up that day with just the right amount of sunshine and the right temperature, a pop song playing on the next door's speaker, and the smell of your mother's cooking wafted from the kitchen.

Outside the window, the leaves rustle, the sun shines through the shadows of the trees on your face, and there is no colorful dazzling in the spots, but it is so peaceful and peaceful.

And when you happen to smell the same smell as this moment one day in the future, or occasionally hear the song playing by the neighbor at that time, it will awaken the same peace in your heart as it did that day.

Su Wei was afraid of disturbing Nanzhi and resting, so he reminded everyone here not to make a big move, and of course no one would dare to play a song.

And Nan Zhihe heard the rustling sound of the pen in Su Wei's hand falling on the paper. The autumn sun shines through the golden leaves and steam from the hot tea, all of which are just right.

At this time, Nanzhi had just slept deeply, there was no noisy phone call, and no one came to knock on the door cautiously to ask for instructions, and the time was separated by several decades, which allowed him to put aside nothing and think about it for the time being.

This feeling of relaxation is so comfortable that one wants to fall, as if all the organs of the body have been repaired in this comfort, and the cerebral cortex has grown a little thicker.

He just looked at Su Wei's back quietly for a long time, until she looked back to see if he threw away the blanket on his body, and met his gaze to realize that he was awake.

Su Wei's smile also made people feel peaceful: "Woke up?" Get up and drink saliva to moisten your throat. ”

Nan Zhihe sat up lazily, folded the blanket on his body well, and took the tea handed over by Su Wei.

Everything was so just right, no more than a little less, even the temperature of the tea was just right.

After drinking a cup, he handed the cup to Su Wei again, and she naturally poured another cup to him. The two didn't have much language communication, Nan Zhihe drank two cups of tea and sat quietly for a while before getting up: "I slept so well this night, I'll go back." ”

"Don't drink all the time in the future, especially if you drink with friends and stay up all night, it's not okay, it hurts your body." Su Wei nagged while sending him out.

And this time, Nan Zhihe didn't talk back to her again: "Okay, it won't be in the future." ”

"I put all the vitamins in the fridge in the villa, you remember to eat them every day. Remember to eat fruit as well, and don't think about eating meat all day long. ”

"I'll eat it well, and I'll always have vitamins."

"Let your aunt cook for you whatever you want to eat, they won't know what you like and don't like like like me, so you have to take the initiative to know?"

"Got it, you take care of yourself too, I feel like you're thin."

"I'm fine, but I've been working late lately to help him write a script, and I'm correcting my schedule. You don't have to worry about me, it's you, and there is no one around you to urge you not to be too willful, do you know? ”

"Got it"

That's the way along the way, Su Wei has been telling Nan Zhihe, every time he asks him, "Do you know?" He obediently replied, "Got it." ”

When Su Wei arrived at the door, he found that Nan Zhihe was only wearing a suit, and he didn't even add a coat, so he was about to run back: "Don't go first, I'll find his coat for you, otherwise it will be cold to go back like this." ”

Nan Zhihe grabbed her wrist: "No, I will enter the house immediately when I go back, and it won't be cold." ”

Su Wei reacted at this time, and then turned around: "That's good, go back, don't let yourself be too tired at work, do you know?" ”

"Got it, then I'm leaving, you also remember not to stay up late, and don't let me worry."

"I know that too" Both of them laughed, and Nan Zhihe just smiled and walked out of the door.

Su Wei stood there for a while before sighing and going back, everything in the room was still the same as when Nan Zhihe woke up, but Su Wei didn't feel the beauty he just felt.

She smelled a heavy smell of smoke on Nan Zhihe's body, but she didn't say anything about him. She didn't believe that he was so tired because of a hangover, but since he didn't want to say it, he just didn't ask.

Giving him a place where he could let go of everything, let go of his guard, let go of his responsibilities, and sleep in peace, Su Wei felt that he couldn't do anything but that.

Nan Zhihe's trip made Su Wei very worried about him, so much so that Nam Jae-hoon stood behind her for a while, and she didn't notice it.

"What do you think, so engrossed?" Seeing Su Wei turn around, Nan Zaixun spoke up.

"It's nothing, it's just that I can't write movies in words, and after thinking about it for a long time, I still feel that my language expression is very poor."

Su Wei didn't know why he refused to tell Nam Jae-hoon the truth. She admits that she loves him, but she just thinks that he doesn't accept Nan Zhihe.

At first, when Nam Jae-hoon was mentioned to Nam Jae-hoon, he would say "your father", but gradually Nam Jae-hoon changed his name and no longer called Nam Jae-hoon his father, Su Wei also accepted it silently, and he would not say that again.

Nam Jae-hoon is a smart and sensitive person, and he finds that Su Wei doesn't tell him the truth more and more often, but he doesn't want to embarrass her in person.

Therefore, the problems between the two still accumulate, but I don't know if on the day of the outbreak, like an incurable cancer, will never get better.

"I'll have someone bring food over to eat, don't go downstairs." Nam Jae-hoon said seemingly casually while changing clothes.

"It's okay, I'm too lazy to move today." Su Wei was really answering casually.

"I've got my divorce done, and I'm busy preparing for our wedding."

"Okay, I can't help much, you're tired."

Nam Jae-hoon didn't speak again, he really felt that this way of communicating was very uncomfortable now.

The aunt was setting the meal, Nam Jae-hoon was sitting on the sofa and reading the newspaper after changing his clothes, and Su Wei was in a daze beside him.

Nan Zaixun ate very little, Su Wei was still eating carelessly, and he had already gotten up: "Xiao Wei, you eat slowly, I'll go downstairs and go around." ”

"Well, there you go."

Nam Jae-hoon put away the smile on the corner of his mouth after turning around, and there was a slight anger in his eyes. He said he was going to go downstairs, and she didn't even ask him for an extra coat. He ate so little today that she didn't even notice.

Nam Jae-hoon stood at the door of the corridor on the first floor, and said to the assistant next to him in a very cold voice: "Build this door with bricks, and you don't need to open it again in the future." ”

The secretary didn't know what to do, so he replied, "Find someone to build it early tomorrow morning." ”

"Tomorrow morning I'll see that it's a whole wall, and there's no more of it."

With that, he turned and went back upstairs, while the secretary looked at the door inexplicably.

Nam Jae-hoon is very familiar with his hotel, especially his exclusive room, Room 201, which is a place where he is very accustomed to and has always lived comfortably.

But today he didn't think so anymore, and he felt that the whole hotel was full of uneasiness, pressing on him from all sides.

And Room 201 is like a person in the dark night, and when the horror is extreme, he encounters a black door at the intersection.

He didn't know what would happen inside the door, but the fear of the darkness made him think there would be no hope or light in it.

Su Wei had already finished dinner, and was watching her aunt clean up the tableware on the coffee table in a daze. When Nam Jae-hoon entered the door, she felt a low air pressure coldly, and the source of that low air pressure was Nam Jae-hoon.

But when he met his gaze, he was still so gentle, so beautiful, and even his smile was not a little lighter than usual on any day.

But for some reason, Su Wei's heart rose with a sense of strangeness to Nam Jae-hoon, and this strangeness became more and more serious, making her eyes become strange.

Familiar dialogue he said: "Have you eaten well?" Would you like to have something to drink? ”

"Don't drink it, eat well," she said. ”

Usually he often asks this after dinner, and she often answers like this, but today it just makes people feel different, he feels it, and she is like this.

"Xiao Wei, I'm getting busier and busier at work now, and it's really inconvenient to live outside the city, why don't we move to the city?"

Su Wei didn't want to agree to him, but his reasons were very good and completely realistic, so she didn't agree or object, just looked at him stunned.

Nam Jae-hoon smiled: "It's okay, if you're not used to it, it's okay, but I may come back later every day." ”

Su Wei finally shook his head: "There's nothing unaccustomed, you can arrange it, anyway, I'm so homely everywhere, and I don't have any friends." ”

"Then you can come with me when I go to work early tomorrow morning and go and choose a house you like."

"You don't have to choose, just choose the place closest to your work."

"It's always more like home than here"

Su Wei nodded and didn't say anything more, and Nam Jae-hoon also quietly stopped talking.

For a long time, Su Wei's heart home is this hotel, no matter which timeline it is. And room 201 is her favorite place to live, because it leaves all the good things she has with Nam Jae-hoon on the main line.

He was 28 years old at the time, in the prime of a man's youth. At that time, Su Wei was also emotionally simple, and when she met the first person who made her fall in love at first sight, she happened to like her too.

After so many ups and downs, they finally lost each other when they could stay together. How she longed that after experiencing Nam Jae-hoon's death once, she could go down the unfinished road together when she found him again.

But what's going on now, why is it getting stranger and stranger? That's Nam Jae-hoon's face, that's Nam Jae-hoon's person, that's right, so what's wrong?

Su Wei thought about it almost all night, and when the glimmer of dawn shone in through the curtains, she felt that she should have figured it out.

Sometimes everything you miss is a description in your heart, and that adds too many of your personal expectations, so that it will be beautiful in the aftertaste.

And reality is not the beauty painted by anyone's brush, it is destined to have such and such helplessness!

So she turned around and threw herself into Nam Jae-hoon's arms in the early morning, and whispered to him, "Jae-hoon, I'm going to choose a house and give us both a real home." ”

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