perfect life

He Zihan leaned on the back of the chair. He was exhausted from the running and busy work before, and fell asleep in a daze after a while.

Seeing his tired face, Lu Senyang thought that it was a little late to return to the company, so he sent him home.He Zihan fell into a deep sleep, and even Lu Senyang shook him gently but didn't wake him up, so he had no choice but to get out of the car and carry him upstairs.

Feeling that He Zihan's weight was getting lighter, Lu Senyang kissed him on the forehead in distress. Only in this way can he look at He Zihan's face with infinite greed, and sometimes he can't help but kiss his forehead, eyebrows, and nose .Those two thin, often bloodless lips, how many times they wanted to bend down to kiss, but they held back.

His desire for He Zihan is growing day by day, even if he can see him every day now, he still wishes to be with him all the time.I want to see him, whether it's frowning or smiling, I want to hear him speak, I want him to look up at me... This kind of first love feeling that teenagers only have, in Lu Senyang's view, it is distant and strange of.

In these years, he has never had such intense feelings and desires for anyone. He never thought that he would respect someone so much because he truly fell in love with him. He didn't force, force, or pressure, just Quietly wait by his side as a friend.

Although it was just a coincidence that he came to City B to develop, he originally wanted to see the situation at random and make a decision when he went back, but he never expected to meet He Zihan.After seeing him, she immediately made up her mind that for him, she would also make a big splash in city B and do a good job in her career.

Lu Senyang was confident enough that He Zihan would definitely work in his company, but he didn't expect it to be under such circumstances—because He Zihan was eager to see Chen Qiran, so he immediately agreed to come to the company as his special assistant.

Although it started off badly, He Zihan did go to meet Chen Qiran as the special assistant to the president of the Lu family, but things didn't seem to go well.

Chen Qiran seemed to have really lost his memory, he was just a stranger's etiquette to He Zihan, and he was completely different from the man who was so considerate to He Zihan before.

Although the dark side of my heart felt very comforted seeing this situation, after all, Chen Qiran had completely forgotten about He Zihan.

If He Zihan wants to give up, it means that he still has a chance.This kind of thinking is a bit disgraceful, but the reality is like this, and no one can change it.

But on the other hand, he felt sorry for He Zihan.Because he persisted in waiting for three years, and in exchange for such a result.Chen Qiran is no longer his lover, he has turned back into the heir of the Chen family.Brilliant, biochemical is busy and fulfilling, but there is no place for him anymore.

This kind of psychological gap would be unacceptable to anyone.

What's more, Chen Qiran is He Zihan's only lover - the joy brought by first love is directly proportional to the pain, He Zihan was so happy at that time, and now he is so painful.

However, this kind of thing can only be recovered slowly by himself, and what others say is useless.If he can't pass that test in his own heart, it's useless.

It was only when Lu Senyang took He Zihan to change his clothes that he realized that he was completely soaked.

When I was in the car just now, the air conditioner was obviously turned on, so logically I wouldn't sweat so much.Because he was worried that He Zihan would sleep at home alone like this, Lu Senyang thought about it and decided to stay here and wait for him to wake up.

He has only been to this house a few times, and every time it is so clean and tidy, it seems that He Zihan does have very good living habits.

I remembered that He Zihan invited himself to eat the rice he cooked before, all boiled (clean water boiled means, not the spicy one) meat slices, boiled prawns, boiled vegetables, boiled beans... plus because too much water was put in As for the rice that was a bit too sticky, Lu Senyang almost laughed at He Zihan for not learning how to cook after all these years.However, those things that looked very simple, and didn't even bring much good-looking things, tasted quite good, much better than the meal that He Zihan entertained himself in C City back then.

It was past seven o'clock in the evening when He Zihan woke up, and saw Lu Senyang sitting by the bed, holding a closed book in his hand, guessing that he stopped reading because he was afraid that turning on the light would affect his sleep, I fell asleep unconsciously while waiting, and I didn't know what it was like.

Why did I fall asleep by myself?

My body has been getting worse recently. Since I came back from the hospital last time, I have often felt exhausted. I went to bed early before ten o’clock in the evening, but it didn’t help. I woke up the next morning. Feeling sleepy.

This kind of torture made He Zihan helpless, as if he could only watch the fat and flesh on his body lose little by little, and he couldn't stop it.

I don't want to look in the mirror, I don't want to see the sharper and sharper chin, I don't want to see myself like a puppet with dull eyes.

Gently got off the bed, not wanting to disturb Lu Senyang, but the latter still woke up.Seeing that He Zihan had woken up, Lu Senyang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"You look bad, Zihan."

"Huh?" He Zihan was puzzled, did he see all his thoughts?

"Why are you sweating so much? Is there something wrong? Go see a Chinese medicine doctor." Lu Senyang looked worried, and He Zihan saw it in his eyes, and felt that his guilt towards this person was getting deeper and deeper.

"No, I'm fine. Lu Senyang, I've said it many times, don't be too nice to me. Between friends, just be like ordinary people."

"Ordinary people? You are not feeling well and I should take care of you, right? I am only your friend in mainland China. If I am not good to you, who will I be good to?"

What Lu Senyang said made He Zihan not know what to answer, and now it seems that he was ruthless to Lu Senyang when he refused before.Others regard themselves as good friends with good intentions, but I always look like I reject others thousands of miles away. No wonder I haven't been able to make friends for so many years.

"I just don't like you wasting too much time on me."

"It's not a waste, you deserve to be treated well by others."

"Hehe, are you? Are you hungry? I'll go cook."

"Okay, do you want me to help?"

"It's okay, but the kitchen is a bit small, you can help me wash the vegetables."

"no problem!"

Many days passed like this, even though Lu Senyang personally supervised He Zihan's meals every day, the man was still losing weight at a visible speed.Seeing his skinny appearance, colleagues in the company couldn't help but persuade him not to work too hard.

Because I came to the company because of Lu Senyang's relationship, He Zihan has been very concerned about the recent major projects, and the few proposals he made for Lu Senyang are also very satisfactory, and he has gradually gained his own prestige in the company .Finally, his special assistant is no longer a simple decoration, and now he can do things that are actually beneficial to the company. This fact makes He Zihan feel relieved.

He and Lu Senyang had lunch in the president's office that day, when the secretary suddenly came in to report that someone insisted on meeting He Tezhu, without an appointment or invitation letter.

The friends in the university didn't know about He Zihan's work in the Lu family, not even Cao Hao and Lan Qi - after He Zihan moved out of Lan Qi's house, it was equivalent to having cut off contact with those two.

When He Zihan was wondering who could find this place, a round brown head came into his eyes.Before he could call out the other person's name, that person had already hugged him.

"He Zihan! I miss you so much!"

He was obviously taller than himself, but he got into his arms just like that morning on the streets of Paris many years ago, as if Chen Zeyu would never grow up.

"Xiaoyu, why are you here?"

"Xia Mingyuan said that you work in the Lu Corporation, and I came to look for you as soon as I got off the plane."

As Chen Zeyu said, he wanted to lean back on He Zihan's shoulder. Lu Senyang couldn't stand it anymore, so he had no choice but to remind him: "Mr. Chen Zeyu, Zihan is not in good health, don't keep leaning on him."

Hearing what he said, Chen Zeyu quickly got out of He Zihan's arms, stared at him for a long time, then turned to Lu Senyang and said, "President Lu, how about lending me a special assistant for a long time?"

The tone was really like borrowing two coins to ride a car, He Zihan really wanted to roll his eyes, but he didn't know what kind of medicine Chen Zeyu sold in the gourd, so he was too embarrassed to refuse.

"You are allowed to talk to him in the conference room for a while, don't leave the company."

"You are so stingy! If you dare to squeeze He Zihan, I will start a company and let him play by himself, instead of doing hard work with you! He Zihan, let's go, let's go to the meeting room!" Then he pulled He Zihan out.

He Zihan turned around and nodded to Lu Senyang, telling him not to worry, Chen Zeyu has never been a scary person, and it's okay to deal with him by himself.

Bringing Chen Zeyu to the meeting room, He Zihan asked him to do it first, and when he was about to go to the tea room to make a cup of tea, Lu Senyang had already thoughtfully asked his secretary to prepare a cup of tea and a cup of warm water—the tea was for entertaining Chen Zeyu, and the warm water It was for He Zihan to drink.

Seeing the two glasses of water, He Zihan knew that Lu Senyang had treated him so well now, so he asked the secretary to thank Lu Senyang and closed the door.

"Tell me, what are you looking for?"

Chen Zeyu took a sip of tea and said casually, "Please go to the wedding."