Han Zhihui was still silent, but he didn't smoke again.

"I think that at the beginning, "Nine Palaces" was a drama prepared by Mr. He and Miss Cheng with a lot of effort, and now, the successful filming of "Nine Palaces" has ended, and the post-production has been completed, and in two or three months, it will be broadcast on the whole network, but the people who made the drama are gone, and the people who write the drama are also gone......"

When Chen Bai said this, he sighed lightly, and after a long time, he spoke up again: "Mr. Han, do you really have no affection for Miss Cheng?" ”

Han Zhihui still didn't answer Chen Bai's words, but this time, he snuffed out the cigarette at his fingertips, threw the cigarette butt into the trash can next to him, got up and went back to the box.

Han Zhihui, who didn't drink too much alcohol, drank too much that night.

At night, the driver drove him home, and when he passed the doorman, the security guard stopped the car and handed over a courier to the driver.

Han Zhihui was already drunk, and the driver helped him back to the apartment, put him down on the bed, put the courier in a conspicuous place next to his bed, and left.

That night, Han Zhihui slept until dawn with alcohol, and then woke up.

Because of the hangover, he had a splitting headache and numb hands and feet.

He rubbed his head and sat up from the bed only to find that he hadn't taken off his suit.

The curtains were not drawn, and the bright sunlight illuminated the whole room very brightly.

He couldn't help but raise his hand to block out the light, then he got out of bed, took off his clothes, and went into the bathroom.

After washing up the smell of alcohol, after coming out of the bathroom, he habitually went to look for his mobile phone, and then on the bedside table, he saw a courier.

The courier only wrote his name and address.

Sender unknown.

He knew that it was the driver who sent him home, and he put it here, and without thinking too much, he opened the express paper bag.

It contained a key and a very thin piece of paper.

The key, he recognized, was the key to his apartment.

There is only one person besides him, and that is her.

Han Zhihui pinched the key and looked at it for a long time before opening the paper.

There was no signature, only a short paragraph, handwritten, in a beautiful font, just like her person: "I heard that you have a new love, and from now on, my hero will fight for another girl." ”

Behind that sentence, there were five more words, very small fonts, but Han Zhi saw it: "I love you, goodbye." ”

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Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is a year and five months later.

In the past year and five months, a lot has happened, for example, Ji Yi graduated from university; For another example, "Nine Palaces" was broadcast a year ago, creating an unprecedented miracle and becoming the most popular TV series in recent years; For another example, because of "Nine Palaces", Ji Yi's worth has risen sharply, as arranged by He Jichen, she jumped into the ranks of first-line actresses, and the notice was not soft; For another example, Mint agreed to Li Da's pursuit, and the two Fengzi got married; For another example, Tang Huahua felt that he was not acting material, so he came to follow Zhuang Yi as an agent, and currently stayed by Ji Yi's side as an assistant, and for another example, in the past year and five months, one of the things that Ji Yi did most often was to find trouble with Qiange, rob her drama, and disturb her notices, all in all, she didn't let Qiange live a stable and good life......

Counting carefully, many things have changed a lot in the past year and five months, but what has not changed is that He Jichen is still silent.

PS: Hey, 7,000 words have been written~ Card explosion~ The baby is going to sleep~ Sleepy and dizzy~~ Ask for a wave of tickets ~ 88, see you late at night ~~