After Bei Yichen hung up the phone, he shook his head helplessly, with a hint of bitterness in his smile.

He sighed deeply, as if he wanted to spit out the complex emotions in his heart, his hands in his trouser pockets, his body shaking slightly, as if he was enjoying a lonely melody alone.

There was an indescribable tenderness on his face, a deep emotion and understanding of the real world.

He smiled faintly, and that smile contained not joy, but a deep helplessness and tolerance.

He patted himself lightly on the chest, stood up, and walked by the window, drinking water while looking out of the window.

Bei Yichen stood by the window, his figure looking particularly slender in the afternoon sun.

He held a glass filled with clear water, and through the light, he could see the bubbles in the water jumping happily.

His demeanor seems calm and serene, as if admiring a tranquil landscape.

He sipped the water slowly, as if savoring the sweetness and coolness of the water with each sip.

His gaze looked through the window, looking into the distant sky, the clouds rolling and unpredictable.

In this quiet corner, he seems to have forgotten the passage of time and is completely immersed in his own world.

Although he is in the middle of a bustling city, he feels detached.

His presence is like a shining pearl that retains its shine and value even in the noisy market.

He stood there unscrupulously, without any scruples or worries, as if in his world there was only himself and his water.

Maybe someone will secretly photograph him in the dark, but he doesn't care, his eyes are full of confidence and determination, like an indestructible shield, guarding his inner world.

In this moment, he seems to maintain a delicate balance with the whole world, which makes people feel both distant and close.

He suddenly imagined the absurd and hilarious images in Nan Xixi's mind—her eyes widened in horror, her expression distorted, her body stiffened, as if enveloped by some invisible fear.

Then, her hands began to tremble, as if trying to shake off that terrible feeling.

His imagination was so vivid that he couldn't help but laugh.

He found that he felt a strange sense of pleasure as he imagined the fear and uneasiness of Nanxi Creek.

The pleasure made him feel a little uneasy, but he still couldn't control his imagination.

A warm feeling welled up in his heart, as if he had really returned to her.

Finally, he finally broke free from his imagination, he knew that his imagination was too absurd and ridiculous, but he couldn't help but laugh again.

He felt his mood lighten and happy, as if all the stress and tension had been released.

Bei Yichen picked up his mobile phone, quickly flipped through to find Chao Xuyang's number, clicked his finger on the screen, and the phone was connected.

His voice was low and calm, "Chao Xuyang, you come to me."

Chao Xuyang on the other end of the phone was obviously a little surprised by this unexpected call, but he quickly reacted, "Okay, I'll come over right away."

After Chao Xuyang hung up the phone, he immediately tidied up his clothes, he had some doubts in his heart, what did Bei Yichen have to do with him?

But he didn't have much time to think about it, because he knew that Bei Yichen was not a person who would not be targeted.

Chao Xuyang stood at the door, took a deep breath, and then knocked on the door.

The door opened, and Bei Yichen stood at the door, quietly looking at Chao Xuyang, his eyes were deep and bright, as if he could see through people's hearts.

"Come in." Bei Yichen's voice was a little hoarse.

Chao Xuyang nodded and followed Bei Yichen into the room.

He looked at Bei Yichen's back, and an indescribable feeling surged in his heart.

"Brother Chen, what's wrong, do you have something to do with me?"

"Why, I'm looking for you now

Something's got to happen?"

Chao Xuyang stretched out his hand and shook it vigorously, "No, no, no, how can it be, as long as Brother Chen wants to find me, no matter when, where and for what reason, it is a matter of one sentence."

Bei Yichen listened to him and gave him a roll of his eyes, "Okay, don't be poor here with me, are you hungry, let's go eat something delicious?"

"Brother Chen, what do you say, if you go out at this time, what kind of storm will it cause, so let's do it, Brother Chen, what do you want to eat, I'll buy it back, how about it?"

Bei Yichen thought for a while, "Okay, then you go buy it, I want to eat some hot pot."

When Chao Xuyang heard Bei Yichen say that he wanted to eat hot pot, his heart suddenly beat violently as if it had been hit by an electric current.

He felt an inexplicable panic, as if the decision had exceeded his expectations and caught him off guard.

His mind was filled with shock and questions, like a thunderbolt from the sky, making him stunned for a moment, unable to move.

There was a look of surprise on his face, his brow furrowed, and his eyes widened as if he could not comprehend this unexpected proposal.

His mouth opened slightly, as if trying to accept and understand this information, he couldn't respond for a while, just stared at Bei Yichen, as if to confirm the authenticity of the news.

Chao Xuyang felt as if his body was being blown by a cold wind, and a trace of cold chill swept from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

He began to wonder, anxious, and even a little panicked. His mind was full of questions, tangled like a mess.

He wondered, are they really going to eat hot pot?

Bei Yichen saw that he was still standing, so he said, "What are you doing, why don't you go?"

"No, Brother Chen, are you sure? Do you want to eat hot pot in this room?"

"yes, I'm sure, let's go."

"Brother Chen, isn't it a bit too wasteful for the two of us to eat hot pot?"

Bei Yichen's eyes rolled for a moment, and then he said, "With you, it shouldn't be wasted."

Hearing him say that, Chao Xuyang couldn't help but smile a little embarrassedly and said, "No problem, I'll go now."

After Zhao Xuyang finished speaking, he hurriedly left the room.

Bei Yichen quietly looked at the closed door, his thoughts intertwined in his heart.

He muttered for a moment, then turned around and picked up his phone again.

His fingers slid lightly across the screen and stopped at Ye Anli's name.

He took a deep breath and gently pressed the dial button.

The ringing of the phone echoed in the air, as if waiting for an important appointment, and he looked at the phone screen, waiting for the other party to answer.

"Hey, Bei Yichen?" Ye Anli's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a hint of surprise and doubt.

"It's me, Ye Anli, I want to invite you over to eat hot pot together." Bei Yichen's voice was calm.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment, and then Ye Anli's voice rang again, "What's the situation, you, a person who is now infected by the virus, are still embarrassed to invite me to eat hot pot?"

Bei Yichen listened to him smiling happily on the other end of the phone, and he had the urge to beat him up.

"yes, I didn't think we would be blessed together."

"You really don't see the outside, don't ask me if I'm free first, I'm busy, okay?"

"Yes, I'm also very busy, take the time to have a meal with you, how about it, come or not, hurry up."

"Wait."

After Ye Anli hung up the phone, he quickly sorted out his meter and prepared to go to Bei Yichen.

He couldn't help but feel a trace of doubt in his heart, this brother actually wanted to invite himself to eat hot pot.

On weekdays, I can't get a good face when I go to him by myself, but now I take the initiative to invite myself.

He suddenly remembered a famous saying, "If you have nothing to do, you will be a thief if you are not a woman." Could it be that Bei Yichen has something to ask for himself?

Ye Anli didn't dare to think about it anymore

, he even regretted why he answered Bei Yichen's call just now.

Along the way, Ye Anli was thinking about Bei Yichen's motives in his mind.

Ye Anli kept imagining in his mind the various possibilities of Bei Yichen inviting him to eat hot pot.

Ye Anli couldn't help laughing when she thought about these possibilities.

He felt that he was really bored and found pleasure in these imaginations.

Ye Anli quickly came to the door of Bei Yichen's hotel, took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and then put on a mask.

The lobby of the hotel is brightly lit and full of people.

He walked into the elevator quickly and pressed the button on the floor where Bei Yichen was.

When the elevator door opened again, he saw Bei Yichen's room.

The door opened, and Bei Yichen appeared at the door.

Bei Yichen stood quietly at the door, his gaze falling on Ye Anli, his eyes flashing with a unique light.

Ye Anli stood at the door, his figure looking a little hazy in the afterglow of dusk.

He had a smile on his face, and that smile contained a hint of banter.

Bei Yichen looked at Ye Anli, turned sideways, and let Ye Anli walk into the house.

Ye Anli walked into the house, and his figure gradually disappeared in the afterglow of dusk.

Bei Yichen stood at the door, gently closing the door, the corners of his mouth rising slightly.

Ye Anli asked Bei Yichen half-jokingly: "I said that you are flying all over the news now, is this planning for me to follow the rhythm of making headlines together?"

Bei Yichen was stunned for a moment when he heard this question.

He looked at Ye Anli, smiled lightly, and replied, "Ouch, I didn't expect it, you found out about this, what's the matter, is there really no one for my brother."

Ye Anli listened to it and continued to jokingly say, "It's really true, where can you find a brother like you."

Bei Yichen and Ye Anli both had warm smiles on each other's faces.

Their eyes met, as if time stood still at this moment, just the two of them.

Their movements were synchronized, striking each other on the shoulder, a silent exchange, an outpouring of emotion.

Their smiles are even brighter, and the thrashing seems to be a ritual, a way of expressing friendship.