"Mr. He, Miss Ji Yi has been sent to the hotel by me and my wife, and now Lao Zhang is checking her ankles."

"Mr. He, I just secretly went to the door of her hotel again, and I heard Lao Zhang say that her ankles didn't hurt her muscles and bones."

He Jichen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the airport VIP lounge, staring at a plane that was landing outside the window, holding his mobile phone in one hand to listen to the person on the phone, touching a cigarette with the other hand, and handing it to his mouth. ”

He Jichen put away the lighter, took the cigarette off his mouth, and said a "hmm" at the microphone of his mobile phone, indicating that he was listening to what he said.

"Mr. He, Lao Zhang has already applied medicine to her, she seems to have fallen, there are some wounds on her knees, Lao Zhang is disinfecting her...... "The situation in the hotel room is being closed, the man knows that he should go back, and is about to say goodbye to He Jichen, when he hears a pleasant female voice from He Jichen's side: "Mr. He, your special plane is already in place, and you can board the plane now." ”

When the man came to his lips, he suddenly stopped: "Mr. He, it's so late, you still have to take a plane?" It's going to be ......"

The man asked halfway, and suddenly changed his words as if he remembered something: "...... Mr. He, are you coming to Lijiang? ”

He Jichen, who was guessed to be in the center, did not hide it, and let out a frank "um".

"Miss Ji Yi really has nothing to do, if you are not at ease, I can ask my wife to accompany her tomorrow, don't you have a lot of things to do over there? There's no need to rush overnight......"

Before the man's persuasion was finished, He Jichen suddenly opened his mouth and asked a sentence that didn't make sense: "She doesn't know, you guys were arranged by me, right?" ”

"I don't know, I didn't mention your name as you ordered, I just said that Mr. He asked us to come......"

"Thank you." He Jichen replied lightly, then paused, and added "hang", without waiting for the man to respond, he simply pressed the mobile phone, pinched the cigarette on his fingertips, and boarded the plane along the VIP passage with the flight attendant.

Sitting down, He Jichen fastened his seat belt, waited until the plane taxied, took off, and stabilized in mid-air, a tall stewardess walked in front of him holding the menu: "Mr. He, what do you think you want to use?" ”

He Jichen didn't take the order, and said in a light tone, "Give me a glass of boiled water", adjusted the back of the seat to the most comfortable position, and closed his eyes.

The stewardess quickly folded back with a glass of boiled water, she saw that he had his eyes closed, thought he was asleep, did not disturb him, lightly put down the water glass, helped him turn off the overhead light considerately, and left.

He Jichen continued to close his eyes for a while, then slowly lifted his eyelids, stretched out his hand to take the water cup, drank half a glass of water, and when he put down the water cup, he glanced sideways at the window, on the dark night sky, the stars were shining and the moonlight was bright.

He stared at the stunning night scene outside the window, and suddenly remembered the scene when Tang Huahua sent himself a WeChat message four hours ago......

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Because there is less than a month left, "Three Thousand Idiots" is about to start filming, on Chinese New Year's Eve, he only had one Chinese New Year's Eve dinner at home, and even took a plane overnight and returned to Beijing.