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The sixth sense is a very mysterious thing, almost everyone has it, and almost everyone doesn't have it. Yu Hesheng belongs to the category that has almost no sixth sense.

He would look in the direction of Xia Shangzhou, just because he raised his head unconsciously because he was walking, without any other meaning.

So Xia, Shang and Zhou just pretended to be sentimental.

After Xia Shangzhou saw Yu Hesheng entered the courtyard, he took out his mobile phone and called Yu Hesheng, but just like he never answered Yu Hesheng's call, Yu Hesheng didn't answer his call either.

He felt that Yu Hesheng's temper seemed to grow bigger and bigger with the passage of time, and he also learned to care more and more, and he had a vague premonition that Yu Hesheng might really follow his temper. disappear in the world.

That feeling was very faint, but when Xia Shangzhou calmed down alone, he would always catch some points.

No, everything is going on smoothly, and Yu Hesheng will not disappear from his world. After lighting a cigarette, Xia Shangzhou took a strong puff, and then gradually gave up his superficial uneasiness. Forget it.

Yu Hesheng, who was crowned as "preoccupied", was instructing the children to draw in the hall at this time. His elderly phone was placed in his room, but he did not take it with him. "A text message made the kid draw a lot of noise, so his cell phone is on silent mode.

Unless he has a tacit understanding with Xia Shangzhou, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to answer Xia Shangzhou's call.

The kid has the basics of painting, and Yu Hesheng gave him a few pointers, and he quickly understood that it didn't cost Yu Hesheng a lot of thought.

Time flies, Yu Hesheng was about to go to bed when he found Xia Shangzhou's missed call.

He had held Xia Shangzhou at the top of his heart for so many years, and he knew Xia Shangzhou's phone number by heart, so even if there was no note on the caller ID, he could recognize it at a glance.

After hesitating for a moment, he still called Xia Shangzhou back.

After all, I called him first today.

The person who answered the phone was Wang Yuansou.

"Mr. Yu."

Wang Yuansou's voice had a special taste, which completely blocked Yu Hesheng's greeting that had already reached his lips.

"Mr. Yu wait a moment, Mr. Xia is busy."

It was obvious that he was saying something that couldn't be more serious, but his tone was not restrained in the slightest.

That's a show of strength, but also a secret rivalry.

At this moment, it was only half an hour since Wang Yuansou knew that Yu Hesheng and Xia Shangzhou had divorced.

Xia Shangzhou told him personally that the location is on the bed, and the action is to go to bed.

"It's nothing. Since he's busy, I'll hang up." After Yu Hesheng said this, he hung up the phone.

Yu Hesheng glanced at the bathroom, and completely cleared the call from his phone without any hesitation.

Quietly, no one will know.

Then he gently untied his bathrobe and gently opened the bathroom door.

Wang Yuansou's feelings for Xia, Shang and Zhou are very simple, they live well, are rich, and are handsome.And he could tell that Xia Shangzhou liked his body, and he liked Xia Shangzhou liked his body.

He likes the feeling of being suffocated when he is in bed with Xia Shangzhou, just like dying and rebirth, birth and death again.

…………Dividing line…………

Looking at his mobile phone, Yu Hesheng realized that he still felt sad because of Xia Shangzhou.

People's hearts are changeable, and it is difficult to control themselves. Everyone can only do their best.

When he put down his phone, Yu Hesheng saw the umbrella that Fu Zibai handed him yesterday. He felt that Fu Zibai's identity might not require him to return the umbrella, but he still bought himself a new umbrella today. No matter the severity, Yu Hesheng is always unwilling to take advantage of it.

I don't know if calling now will disturb his work. After thinking for a while, Yu Hesheng took out the business card that Fu Zibai handed him last time, and called the phone number on it.

He thought that Fu Zibai himself should not be contacted. After all, most of the phone numbers on the business cards are public phones, so when he heard Fu Zibai's voice on the phone, he froze for a moment.

"Mr. Yu?" Fu Zibai didn't ask who it was, but knew exactly who called him.

"When do you have time, I want to return your umbrella to you." Soon, Yu Hesheng came back to his senses, although he watched Fu Zibai save his number on his phone before getting off the car yesterday, but he didn't Knowing that the mobile phone number on the business card that Fu Zibai handed him was his personal mobile phone number.

Thinking of this, Yu Hesheng picked up the business card that had been put aside casually. After all, private numbers are not as easy to be known as public ones, and Yu Hesheng still understands this reason.

"Well, I may be a little busy recently. As for the umbrella, if it doesn't get in your way, it may take a few more days."

Fu Zibai's tone was somewhat apologetic, and Fu Zibai vaguely had the illusion that his lines had been robbed, as if he was the one who should feel sorry.

It is you who take advantage of others, not others who take advantage of you.

"Mr. Yu?" Seeing that Yu Hesheng didn't speak, Fu Zibai called again in a low voice.

"It's okay, then go ahead, I'm bothering you today." Yu Hesheng collected his thoughts and answered Fu Zibai slowly.

Just when he thought the two of them were about to end the call, Fu Zibai spoke again: "Is Mr. Yu's work going well?"

"It's going well, I can go to work tomorrow." Yu Hesheng unconsciously brought a little joy when he answered. In fact, deep down in his heart, he also hoped that there would be someone to share the joy with him.

After all, happiness needs to be shared.

"In this case, congratulations to Mr. Yu. By the way, Mr. Yu was caught in the rain yesterday. Do you feel uncomfortable today?"

"No, thank you for your nine-nine-nine and glucose."

Yu Hesheng said his thanks very seriously.

"Isn't it already agreed yesterday? Mr. Yu and I are friends, but I feel that Mr. Yu is still so restrained."

Fu Zibai seemed to laugh, although the laughter was very soft, but it was still transmitted to Yu Hesheng's ears through the powerful volume of the old machine.

"Mr. Fu..." Yu Hesheng was a little dumbfounded.

"It's Fu Zibai. After all, I really want to call Mr. Yu by his name." Fu Zibai corrected him quite seriously.

In fact, Fu Zibai is not all gentle.