Interstellar Merchant

The sky and the earth were spinning, the light in the bar was blurred, and the surroundings were in chaos. Han Zhaoyan shook his head, and suddenly saw a familiar figure in front of him.

"Mimi?" After a moment of surprise, he staggered towards him with doubts and joy, "Why are you here? Where's Gan Xiaopang? You didn't follow him?"

Mimi looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Han Zhaoyan looked at her expression of indifference and indifference, and thought of his recent dissatisfaction, his heart suddenly turned cold.He took a step back and looked at her with raised eyebrows, "Are you here to see me making a joke? That's right, you made the right choice. I have nothing now, and I don't know where I will be tomorrow, let alone a million dollars in three years' time! "

Han Zhaoyan leaned against the counter, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. Alcohol made his emotions uncontrollable, "You saw me like this, are you satisfied?"

He turned his head, casually picked up a glass of wine on the bar and drank it wildly.

"Who is Mi Mi?" A voice sounded indistinctly. Han Zhaoyan turned his head and saw that fat man Gan Xiaopang looking at him with a scrutiny. …Um?This expression seems a bit familiar?It doesn't look like the expression Gan Xiaopang would have...

"You're here too?" Han Zhaoyan squinted at him.

Gan Xiaopang grabbed his hand holding the wine, causing the contents of his glass to spill out and wet his sleeves.Probably due to the relationship between alcohol and emotional depression, Han Zhaoyan immediately asked angrily: "Who are you asking me about Mimi? Huh? Fatty!"

"Fatty?" Gan Xiaopang's voice cooled down.

"You are a fat man!" Han Zhaoyan smiled viciously, speaking vile and substandard words like a child desperate for revenge.

"Who is Mimi?" Gan Xiaopang held his hand tightly, and Han Zhaoyan struggled several times but could not break free.When did this fat man become so powerful?

"Let go! Let go!" Han Zhaoyan pulled his fingers with the other hand, but the other's fingers remained motionless.

This feeling of being completely suppressed and completely mastered made Han Zhaoyan burst out immediately. He picked up a glass of wine and poured it on the other person's face, and said coldly: "I, call, you, put, hand!"

Ha, if the tiger doesn't show its power, you still think I'm a sick cat?

Han Zhaoyan let out a bad breath, and squinted his eyes to see the other party's wet and embarrassed appearance.

Didn't fight back?When did you switch sex?

Tsk, but the air pressure is so low, I feel like I'm going to get angry.

Han Zhaoyan drank so much that he didn't know that there were still a few strands of wisdom left in his mind, and he vaguely analyzed that he might suffer disaster today. Gan Xiaopang would always have people around him, and if he didn't like it, he would find someone to do it.I guess I'll have a bruised nose and a swollen face today.

After a long time, Gan Xiaopang still didn't tell anyone to beat him, Han Zhaoyan was a little surprised, "Are you... not angry?"

The other party narrowed his eyes, turned and left.

Han Zhaoyan sat down on the floor, resting his head on the counter and going to sleep.The people in the bar were probably used to such scenes, and no one paid any attention to him.

"Get up, don't sleep here..." A pleasant voice passed through the rumbling sound and entered Han Zhaoyan's ears. Han Zhaoyan raised his head and saw the other party's face under the blurred light. out, "You are so beautiful..."

The opponent's hand stopped.

Han Zhaoyan looked at him without blinking for a while, and frowned slightly, "I... hiccup... do I know... hiccup...you?"

"You still recognize me?" There was obvious displeasure in the other party's voice.

Han Zhaoyan clapped his hands hard, pointed at him and suddenly realized: "You, no, it's that...the wine companion...what's his name..."

He patted his heavy head, thinking hard.

"Accompaniment?" The surrounding air quickly turned cold.

"Okay!" Young Master Han got up from the ground, and said proudly to the drinker: "I am happy today! Help me order wine! The password is XXXXXX!"

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After the memory was over, Han Zhaoyan was stunned for a moment, and slowly covered his head.

God, what has he done?What have you done?

He really wants to cry now.It was a mistake to drink, but I didn't expect that my drunken state would be so terrifying. I guess my whole life of wisdom would be ruined here!

No wonder Chu Hengyang maxed out his card in the end.

Han Zhaoyan was sad and embarrassing. He sat in the car for a long time before he awkwardly picked up his cell phone and mustered up the courage to dial that unfamiliar yet familiar number.Either way, return the car.

"Go back to the hospital?" The other party's first sentence.

Han Zhaoyan said honestly, "No."

"Where are you right now then?"

"Still outside..." Han Zhaoyan said in a low voice, extremely lacking in confidence.

"where is it?"

Han Zhaoyan looked up and looked outside, and said, "The tavern that day."

"Want to drink again?" Although he couldn't see the other party's expression, anyone could hear the dissatisfaction in his tone, and Han Zhaoyan didn't know why he had to explain, "No, I don't know where to drive, I don't know I feel like I'm coming..."

"Well, you wait for me there."

The other party's words still contained the momentum of saying nothing, Han Zhaoyan didn't mean to resist this time, and said obediently and hung up the phone.

Maybe it was because he suddenly felt the tenderness under the tough attitude of the other party, or maybe it was because he felt guilty for misunderstanding the other party, Han Zhaoyan himself didn't know it, but after hanging up the phone, he actually stayed there obediently and waited for him to come, even forgot. Ask the other party how and when to come.

It's not like my style.

Looking down in thought, another classic black car suddenly jumped out of the traffic.When the car window came down, Chu Hengyang said to him, "Follow me."

Han Zhaoyan stared at him dumbfounded, "Why did you get another car so soon?"

"I bought it earlier and put it away." Chu Hengyang drove the car forward, "Don't lose it."

How could it be lost?

Han Zhaoyan wanted to laugh, he had an electronic guide to check the map, but he still said yes.Chu Hengyang didn't express anything, but Han Zhaoyan had an intuition that he must be very satisfied with his performance just now.Suddenly, he discovered that to deal with people like Chu Hengyang, the tactic of using softness to overcome rigidity is the most effective.

Back in the hospital and lying on the bed, Han Zhaoyan thought about what Chen Huansheng said, thought of Ivan, and thought of Bao Lihang, feeling his mind was in a mess.

"Can you tell me what Chen Huansheng is looking for you for?" Chu Hengyang went out for a while and then came in again.Han Zhaoyan was taken aback for a moment, he thought the other party had already left.Turning to look out the window, it was already evening.

"Sorry." Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Chu Hengyang thought that Han Zhaoyan was angry again.He knew that the other party was not his subordinate and shouldn't use a commanding tone, but sometimes he subconsciously spoke in a strong manner, seeing that the other party was unhappy, he was also a little powerless.This habit cannot be changed overnight.

Han Zhaoyan turned his head in surprise, "Why do you apologize?"

Chu Hengyang looked at him, pursed his lips, "It's nothing."

Han Zhaoyan was aroused by his words, and now he was particularly emotional, and asked, "Chu Hengyang, I want to ask you something."

"You said."

Han Zhaoyan sighed, "If you really want something, but you need to sacrifice your friends, do you still want it?"

"That depends on whether such a thing is worth it." Chu Hengyang sat beside him, picked up a banana beside him and handed it to him, "What do you want?"

Han Zhaoyan took the banana, hesitated for a moment, and said, "I want a job, but Chen Huansheng asked me to help him with something that might hurt my friend..."

He stopped talking, popped open a banana, took a bite, and said sadly: "Actually, this is secondary. What makes me sad is that I actually tend to choose a position. Tell me, am I very selfish and cold-blooded?"

"Yes." Chu Hengyang said without hesitation.

Han Zhaoyan suddenly felt that the banana in his mouth was extremely bitter. He let out a wry smile and said, "Yes, I am selfish and cold-blooded. Even when my father was imprisoned, I didn't have much feeling for him except for the upheaval in my family. A normal child would cry and feel heartbroken when he knew his father was in prison, but I didn't."

He lowered his head, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, casting two circles of shadows under his eyes, "I really am such a person..."

"Dinner is here, I'll get it." Chu Hengyang suddenly stood up and walked out the door.

Han Zhaoyan suddenly felt very depressed, he must be hated by him.This realization made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

In the eyes of others, he is elegant, calm, and an enviable object worthy of study, but who can know his inner thoughts?

But the admiring and envious eyes of everyone made him think that it might be good to keep this appearance until he met Chu Hengyang.In front of him, his disguised appearance peeled off layer by layer, revealing the ugly desire inside.He suddenly became afraid, afraid that the longer he got along, the more his nature would be exposed, and he would be rejected in the end.

Shouldn't he leave while he still has a good impression of him, so that he will always remember his good side?

...God, what is going on with me? !

Han Zhaoyan shook his head desperately, feeling incredible about his negative thoughts just now.Is it necessary to care about him so much?It's fine if he doesn't like himself, is it necessary to be so entangled?

"I am who I am, and I don't like to be pushed down. Anyway, that's the kind of person I am." Han Zhaoyan said to the air, "selfish and cold-blooded, just leave if you don't like it. Who cares that you like me? It's fine for the young master to like himself. I don't care if you like it or not!"

"What are you talking about?" The door was opened, Han Zhaoyan looked up quickly, and saw Chu Hengyang coming in with a lunch box.

"It's nothing." Han Zhaoyan coughed.

"I don't drink porridge." The moment Chu Hengyang opened the lunch box, Han Zhaoyan frowned, "I want a big meal."

"People with credit card debt are not qualified to be picky eaters." One sentence sent Han Zhaoyan's arrogance to the South Pole.

Yes, regardless of whether he likes him or not, the most important thing now is that he is still a pauper.

Han Zhaoyan frowned and looked at the lunch box with disgust. He hated porridge the most.

"Eat." Chu Hengyang said, his face was expressionless, but Han Zhaoyan always felt that he was so suppressed that he had no strength to resist.Extremely upset, he drank the porridge and put the lunch box aside.

"Do you have something to say?" Chu Hengyang looked at him and asked.

When did my expression become so obvious?

Han Zhaoyan frowned slightly, and suddenly raised his head and asked cruelly, "Chu Hengyang, do you hate me?"

"Why do you ask that?" Chu Hengyang's tone was still calm, making it impossible to guess his emotions.

"I'm selfish, cold-blooded, snobbish, and have a lot of shortcomings. Do you hate me?" Han Zhaoyan said, "Say something, let me be at ease, don't let me get flustered."

Chu Hengyang didn't speak, and the room fell into silence.After a while, when Han Zhaoyan couldn't help but wanted to ask again, he looked at Han Zhaoyan seriously and asked, "Is it important to you whether I hate you or not?"

Han Zhaoyan was taken aback, frowned, and then nodded, "It should be very important, right? Anyway, you give me a letter, or I'll keep thinking about it..."

Chu Hengyang suddenly moved his face closer to him.Looking at the suddenly enlarged handsome face, Han Zhaoyan's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously leaned back to widen the distance between the two.But Chu Hengyang unexpectedly came over again, Han Zhaoyan had already retreated to the end, and there was no way to retreat.

He could feel the other person's breath gently brushing over his face, mixing with his own breath.

There is an inexplicable ambiguity.

The face is a little hot.

He warned himself not to blush, and then forced himself not to avoid the other party's sight.There was a slight smile in Chu Hengyang's dark blue eyes, and the corners of his eyes were slightly curved.

"Then do you think I hate you?"

"I don't know..." Han Zhaoyan said softly.

Chu Hengyang sat up straight, "Forget it then."

What's the matter?

Han Zhaoyan stared at him, why is this person so reckless?Is it fun to hang him?

"Have a good rest." Chu Hengyang stood up, as if he wanted to leave, and Han Zhaoyan quickly grabbed him, "Wait!"

"Huh?" Chu Hengyang waited for him.

Han Zhaoyan withdrew his paw uncomfortably, coughed and said, "Drive your car away, my car is not worth your car at all."

"Who said that?" Chu Hengyang suddenly smiled, turned and left.Han Zhaoyan yelled several times, but the other party just closed the door and left.

This man would be perfect if he wasn't so self-centered.

Han Zhaoyan sighed, but his face became inexplicably hot again.The author has something to say: Tomorrow March [-], happy comrades~