"Brother, you can stop me from not seeing her, but you can't stop me from liking her. What you can do for her, I can too. If there is no Sister Qingyou, I will never bother you, but Sister Qingyou will always be in Xia Xia's heart, I can protect her, I can give her happiness..."

"Shut up!" Zhou Han picked him up hard, threw him to the ground again, pointed his finger at him and scolded angrily, "I warn you, you are not allowed to touch my woman, you can't think about it!" Then he turned around and stepped into the car, stepped on the accelerator and left, if he didn't leave, he would beat Zhou Yang to death!

Zhou Yang sat on the ground, brushing his hair blown by the wind with his hand, he never bowed his head to difficulties, the more sad the level, the more motivated he was. Brother, it's normal for you to get angry, so that you can show the importance of Xia Xia in your heart, but there are some things that are not yours, no matter what, they won't belong to you, this is the arrangement of fate, and no one can change it. Xia Xia, I'll wait for you to forget about Zhou Han...

Zhou Han drove a BMW in the night, and the warm yellow street lamps retreated one by one, as if his heart was sinking little by little. As the car drove by, the fallen leaves on the side of the road were picked up, and after a few turns, they fell back to the ground leisurely. Xia Xia's smiling face was clearly visible in Zhou Han's mind, he knew that she was working hard to hide it, but since she didn't say it, he wouldn't poke it, and they tacitly reserved that space for each other. But he ignored that her space had been filled with hard work, if it wasn't for what Zhou Yang said, he would rather believe that Xia Xia was happy, he chose to believe that as long as the two of them were together, she would be happy.

It turns out that the person in the world who doesn't understand her the most is me...

Zhou Han parked the car opposite Xia Xia's house, the "Summer Flowers" shop was closed, and there was no light on the second floor, indicating that they were all asleep. Zhou Han sat in the car, holding his chin with his hand, looking up at the window on the second floor, he recalled the warmth and comfort inside, hehe, he really longed for it. After twenty-nine years and almost thirty years of pampering, he was afraid in his heart, because he was not practical and afraid, as if the achievements in front of him would be ruined at any time, and fame, money, and honor were just a passing moment.

He took out a cigarette from his jacket pocket, took out the lighter from the car, and skillfully flicked it, and the lighter emitted a transparent flame, if it were not for the faint blue in the middle of the flame, he thought that the lighter was just an ornament, and could not ignite anything.

Zhou Han held the cigarette between his slender and even fingers, took a deep breath, the bright spark of the cigarette could almost illuminate his uneasiness, the smoke passed through his Adam's apple and entered his lungs, and was spit out after a circle.

In fact, he doesn't like to smoke, but as an entrepreneur, smoking and drinking are just a necessity for communication, he has a bad stomach, and smoking is easy to nausea, but whenever he is sad and entangled, he will always want to use smoking to try to alleviate it, maybe as all smoking men often say, "Brother is not smoking, it is lonely!" ”

Xia Xia didn't fall asleep at this time, she tried hard not to think about Zhou Han, but the harder she thought about it, the more she thought about it, the more she couldn't sleep, she didn't dare to call him, for fear that he would come to her in the middle of the night. Xia Xia took out the "Tears of the Sea" from the bedside table, the round and big pearl seemed to be covered with a layer of warm brilliance, if this was Zhou Han's heart, she was willing to treasure it.

She got up and walked to the window, wanting to see if the moon outside was as round as a pearl, and suddenly saw a car parked on the side of the road opposite, which was clearly Zhou Han's BMW. Didn't he go back? How could you be here at such a late hour? Why don't you call me here?

There was a faint smoke from the car window, which was very obvious under the street lamp, Xia Xia thought about whether to call him, returned to the bedside table, picked up the mobile phone, pressed a string of familiar numbers, and asked why she didn't store his number in the mobile phone, she thought that every time she pressed the number, she would miss it more in her heart.

But in the end, she cleared it up, and went back to the window, watching the smoke rise in circles under the streetlights... Since he didn't look for me, there must be a reason for him.

Although it was late at night, the street lamps outside lit up the whole street, and the bright moon hanging high in the night sky seemed to lose its color in comparison. Xia Xia thought of her hometown and Shanghai, where there are also the same high-rise buildings and the same lights in the world, but none of them belong to her.