At this point in the dream, Shen Qinghe woke up instantly, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of the water, and his whole body was soaked with sweat.

Stunned for a long time, he put his palm against his forehead and laughed lowly.

The laughter was helpless and sad.

"Dai Dai, are you even refusing to dream of giving me a perfect ending?"

The hoarse and self-deprecating voice was endlessly sad, and it had been burned to ashes.

Maybe in the dream, he also knew it was a dream, he just didn't want to wake up.

And Ming Dai's firm determination will not give him half hope in his dreams.

woke up from the dream, and the last bond between him and Ming Dai was broken.

Shen Qinghe suddenly understood.

Why would Heaven reincarnate him, to return him to the beginning when all stories never began.

Not pity for him, let alone care for him.

It's a punishment.

A punishment for his arrogance in thinking that he saw all the selfishness and darkness of human nature.

Heaven just wants him to see that Ming Dai is getting better and better, that he has come out of the haze and began to embrace a new future, leaving him to indulge in the swamp of the past and be punished.

"I deserve it."

Shen Qinghe laughed sullenly.

The laughter grew louder and louder, causing the chest to vibrate.

It's just that in the eyes of others, his reaction is more and more like he is not mentally normal.

…… Yi Li, who quietly appeared at the door of the room, looked at Shen Qinghe and stopped talking.

"I'm not crazy."

Shen Qinghe, who was halfway through the laughter, could still explain to Yi Li distractedly.

As everyone knows, Yi Li looked at him worriedly, and once again considered whether to send Shen Qinghe to the psychiatric department of the hospital.

But until then—

"Brother Shen, someone is looking for you."

"Nope."

Shen Qinghe raised his hand to wipe away the tears that had fallen into the darkness from the corners of his eyes, and refused without thinking about it.

The only person he saw was Mingdai, and he didn't want to see anyone else.

But Yi Li's next sentence immediately changed his mind.

Yi Li: "But the other party said that he was Mr. Ming's boyfriend......"

Yi Li's face was extremely uneasy, and he felt a sense of weakness when he did something bad and was knocked on the door.

Shen Qinghe raised his eyes in surprise, and his words changed sharply: "Let him wait." ”

The exhaustion disappeared without a trace, and there seemed to be a strong energy in his body, which made him look energetic.

I changed my clothes and tidied my hair as quickly as possible, and I restored my glamorous appearance...... At this time, Shen Qinghe was actually a little glad that he was a star, and quickly changing clothes and dressing up were all basic skills.

After cleaning up within ten minutes, Shen Qinghe, who was refreshed, walked out of the room and saw a tall and slender young man standing at the entrance of the door, wearing a full Armani suit, an expensive watch, a handsome face, and an elite temperament that wandered in the mall.

This is Mingdai's boyfriend?

Shen Qinghe subconsciously straightened his back, showed his best mental state, and was in a wonderful mood not wanting to lose to the other party.

He walked over with his feet raised and said to Yi Li, "Why don't you invite guests in?" ”

Yi Li opened his mouth to explain.

As a result, the person standing in the entrance took the first step and said with a smile:

"Mr. Shen misunderstood, I said I didn't need to come in."

Shen Qinghe frowned, intuition that this person's attitude was wrong.

Since he is Ming Dai's boyfriend, not to mention being hostile and dissatisfied with him, at least it is impossible to be polite and gentle.

This person's reserved and polite appearance reminded Shen Qinghe of the elite secretaries around those business tycoons.

As soon as the idea came to mind, Shen Qinghe heard the other party's self-introduction:

"Hello, Mr. Shen, I am Mr. He's assistant He Ce, my husband is waiting for you in the car downstairs, I want to meet you."

…… Guessed right.

Shen Qinghe didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment.

Is it full of hostility, scrutinizing and looking, and in the end it is embarrassing to recognize the wrong person?

Or is it dissatisfied with Mingdai's boyfriend who didn't even want to show up in person, but sent a secretary to the door?

When I think about it, I feel ridiculous.

Whether he is embarrassed or dissatisfied, what position does he use to express it?

Therefore, I didn't bother to think about the attitude of Mr. He, and said to He Ce:

"Trouble leads the way."

He Ce bowed his head and led Shen Qinghe all the way down to the garage.

Not far from the elevator hall, there was a black Maybach parked, which was bright and restrained, and it didn't look very ostentatious, but Shen Qinghe recognized at a glance that the Maybach was a limited edition of the Beloved Car that he had been in contact with with a capital predator in the industry who couldn't buy it with all his might.

It symbolizes not only money, but also status and power.

Shen Qinghe's footsteps paused slightly.

He Ce, the perfect secretary, noticed it for the first time.

He politely reminded him: "Sir is waiting for you." ”

The implication is, don't waste my husband's time.

He is really proud and loyally defends the interests of his husband.

Shen Qinghe also found that since he had come here, there was no point in retreating, so he stepped forward decisively and let He Ce open the car door for him.

The dim light of the underground garage makes the car hidden in the darkness, and the silhouette in the car that is deeper and heavier than the darkness, like the majestic mountains and rocks written by the master, is majestic and stands proudly in the sky.

The other party is not a deliberately arrogant posture, but an innate nobility that has been impregnated in the years day and night, almost deep into the bone marrow, just like the unique incense lingering in the car, mysterious and unique.

If this is a negotiation contest, then there is no doubt that Shen Qinghe has already lost a mess before the negotiations officially opened.

The last bit of arrogance in his heart was crushed by the momentum that this man had not yet fully revealed, and his heart was shortened first, and naturally it could no longer form a confrontation, but a simple crushing of one side against the other.

At this time, a word suddenly popped out of Shen Qinghe's mind:

Audience.

Inferior to superior.

Shen Qinghe endured the coldness in his heart, squeezed his hands, bent down and sat in the car, his eyes involuntarily drooped, avoiding the person with an excessively strong sense of presence beside him.

But it's okay, just a glimpse, Shen Qinghe already knows that he has lost completely.

It's not just outward appearance, wealth, power, and so on.

And at that moment, the man looked at him faintly, and the scrutiny and jealousy hidden in the depths of his eyes were excellent.

But the man is well restrained, but jealousy is not dark, and compared to him, he is even generous and bright, just as he wants to be countless times.

"Shen Qinghe?" The other party called out his name, with a little sneer, "I'm Twilight." ”

Shen Qinghe pursed his lips and said nothing, and his hands resting on his legs clenched into fists.

He thought that he had bowed his head and admitted defeat, but when he faced the other party, people swept a random look, which could still put his self-esteem under his feet and crush it thousands of times.

So much so that a vague thought arose in his heart—

Mingdai should stand with such a person, radiant.

Instead of staying with him, in the dirty sludge.