Mr. He, please respect yourself

He Chumo was kicked out of the monitoring room by Jiang Qing, and stood at the door for a while, really bored, and walked slowly to the empty courtyard in the lobby of the hotel floor.

The floors of the hotel are relatively high, and the balconies on each floor are designed to increase layer by layer. People standing in front of the railings of the balcony can clearly see the scenery of the first floor downstairs, and the view is excellent.

As soon as He Chumo walked out of the balcony, he looked around. When he lowered his head, he saw Song Zicheng standing in the empty courtyard on the lower floor.

He Chumo stopped immediately.

As if he had received an unexpected surprise, He Chumo didn't dare to say anything, he lowered his voice and approached slowly.Looking down, Song Zicheng seemed to be talking on the phone.

The young man stood upright, his curly hair was blown up by the wind, and he could vaguely see a small clip pinned to his hair. He Chumo looked at Song Zicheng's hair from a distance, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

Counting from the day in the hospital, it has been four days and I haven't seen Song Zicheng.

In fact, this was not the case before. Song Zicheng participated in the Taiding competition, but because he was in a hurry, he stayed at the school, and he hadn't seen him for several days.But the state of mind at that time, compared with now, has become very different.

I remember that in the past few months after Song Zicheng moved to the villa, Song Zicheng stayed at the school several times before and after, temporarily living in Li Yaoxu's dormitory, and He Chumo would pick people up from the school every time this time came. Back to the villa.

Can't say why.As long as Song Zicheng didn't return to the villa for more than three days, he wanted to arrest him.

He Chumo remembered very clearly that the first time he went to school to look for Song Zicheng was because Song Zicheng smashed his car, and he didn't know whether to hide from him or to anger him, and he didn't even go back to the villa.

Out of anger, because he heard Song Zicheng chatting with others, and the content of what he said was intimate, he felt inexplicably uncomfortable and felt tight in his chest, so he deliberately said that Song Zicheng was an outsider during the family banquet.

Then the car was smashed.

Obviously he looks like a good young man without deceit, but inside he still has a full-fledged young master's temper.

He couldn't help but think of Song Zicheng's frightening young master's temper at the beginning of the two's engagement.

Reckless, flamboyant, full of arrogance, facing himself, as if he was not afraid of the sky and the earth.

As expected of a good young man from the Song family.

The car was smashed, but He Chumo was not angry. Instead, he felt a little proud of finally catching the little hamster in the cave.

Over the past two years, Song Zicheng's temper has been restrained, and his attitude has changed 180 degrees inexplicably. No matter on any occasion, he treats anyone with a respectful, polite and proper manner. When he finally loses his temper, He Chumo will feel that, Long time no see.

This vivid person is Song Zicheng.

Later, there was a second and a third time.

At first, He Chumo thought it was just because of habit.

Because he was used to the light that was on every night.

I am used to having a person sitting opposite me every night when I eat.

It's all because of habit.

But now, when I go home every night, waiting for myself, only when there are empty villas and empty seats, I realize that the warm little lamp that was on every day before, chats with me every day, and finds topics to talk about in different ways. West's voice is so important.

I got used to the light, but suddenly fell into the darkness again. This huge gap felt like a piece of my heart had been hollowed out.

Suddenly lost direction.

Because the hollowed out piece happens to be the most important light source.

I thought I had adapted to the dark night sky, but who knew that the dark mist drifted away, revealing a round moon, the moonlight was bright and bright, brightening the sky.

Having already tasted the sweetness of light, how can the sky be willing to fall into darkness again.

He Chumo knew how to interpret this mood. This was the joy and expectation that Lin Qiao had never felt before.

It was an unknown emotion that he thought he had never felt before.

He Chumo clearly understands that this kind of emotion is called joy; this kind of feeling is called liking.

But subconsciously, he felt that he wanted to escape, because this emotion, this feeling, hit his reason again and again, broke his forward pace again and again, and disturbed his heart again and again. .

He shouldn't be like this, he can't be like this.

However, rationality kept him calm as always, but the strange feeling of emptiness in his heart became more and more intense. Even today when he saw Song Zicheng standing next to someone else, he felt that he was about to get angry again.

He couldn't control the anger in his heart, the inexplicable displeasure in his mind, and even, he couldn't control the strong hostility toward a stranger.

All of this was unprecedented for him.

It's going crazy!

And this person who drove him crazy was chatting leisurely on the phone there!

He Chumo stared at Song Zicheng with a straight face.

Just thinking about something messy, Song Zicheng hung up the phone.

He Chumo looked at him from a height, looked at him holding the mobile phone, stared blankly at the black screen of the mobile phone, stood quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Who on earth called him? Why did Song Zicheng look so downcast?

He Chumo was concerned, and really wanted to call him.

But after Song Zicheng stood like this for less than a minute, a man came out from the inner hall of the hotel and walked up to Song Zicheng.

He Chumo recognized this person at a glance, he was the young man who came with Song Zicheng when Song Zicheng was picking up the meal just now.

He Chumo looked at the figures of the two who were getting closer, and couldn't help tightening his hand holding the railing.

Who is this person?

Seeing that Song Zicheng and the young man were getting closer, they were chatting for some reason, and just about to hear it clearly, Jiang Qing's voice suddenly came from far behind.

"Boss, it's time to go."

He Chumo was startled suddenly, and his body shook violently.

With a jolt, the whole person woke up.

He Chumo calmed down slightly, and looked in Song Zicheng's direction again.

"What's the matter? Still not leaving?" Seeing that He Chumo didn't move, Jiang Qing was puzzled, and urged him while walking towards him, "What are you still standing there for? We've checked everything out, let's go."

Afraid that Jiang Qing would find Song Zicheng when she stepped out of the balcony in the empty courtyard, He Chumo left in a hurry, and hurriedly replied: "Yes, I see."

Before leaving, He Chumo glanced at Song Zicheng.

The people downstairs still didn't notice it at all.

The two left, and Jiang Qing reported to He Chumo what had just happened in the monitoring room while walking, "That Xiao Chen was recruited. The person who secretly took pictures of Song Zicheng used Xiao Chen's employee card to enter the hotel."

Jiang Qing opened the information in his hand and handed it to He Chumo, "This Xiao Chen is actually a small Internet celebrity, not famous, the kind of self-proclaimed talent. He asks for leave very frequently every month because he will put his Employee cards are sold to others.”

"Sell? How do you sell employee cards?" He Chumo was a little puzzled when he heard this.

"At any rate, our hotel has six stars hanging high, and it still has a VIP membership system. The environment is good, and there are many small internet celebrities who are not popular and not well-known. In order to come in and take a few check-in photos, they will go on and on."

Jiang Qing continued to explain, "And this Xiao Chen is doing this kind of business. He sells his employee card to others, and then charges by the minute, taking advantage of the loopholes in the hotel's internal employee channels to gain benefits from these small internet celebrities."

He Chumo frowned when he heard this.

The two walked to the elevator entrance, and Jiang Qing said, "The person who took the sneak shot is a regular customer of Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen said that the sneak shot sold his employee card from him more than once, and usually every two or three months, the sneak shot would sell him an employee card. He sold it once. And the most recent one was the last time I secretly photographed Song Zicheng and Mrs. Li's family. I pressed him and he said that the sneak photographer hadn't contacted him recently. Selling Xiao Chen's employee card..."

Jiang Qing: "I suspect that this candid photographer is specialized in this line of work. He was entrusted by others to secretly follow the victim of the candid video. From the surveillance video, when he used the internal employee card to enter and leave the hotel, he looked very familiar with it, obviously not the first time. Back to doing this kind of thing."