After becoming the personal model of the boss

Zhou Shang'an was taken aback when he heard the words. He looked at Gao Yu, his forehead throbbing with pain.

Zhou Shang'an recalled some things in a trance, and his back felt slightly cold.

Ever since Gao Jing appeared, he seemed to have been caught in a huge trap.

If the paintings in He Xiansheng's art exhibition were bought anonymously at that time, it was Gao Jing who did it.

And when he and He Xiancheng came to the art exhibition later, that painting appeared here again inexplicably.

If Zhou Shang'an had paid close attention to He Xiancheng's expression at that time, he would have found that He Xiancheng was also surprised at that time.

Why did Gao Jing do this?Looking at the empty white wall, Zhou Shang'an was slightly startled.

Maybe Gao Jing was hinting to He Xiancheng that he is back.

And He Xiancheng may have known that Gao Jing was back long before that.

But He Xiancheng did not go to Gao Jing because of this.

Like looking for the root of a long vine branch, Zhou Shang'an's thoughts turn faster and his heart beats faster as he gets closer to the answer.

On the way back, Zhou Shangan kept looking out the car window.

He suddenly turned to look at Gao Yu.

Gao Yu noticed his gaze, turned his head to look at him, and said nothing.

Zhou Shang was relieved, and after a while, he hesitated and said: "Uncle Gao..."

Zhou Shang'an hesitated to speak.

Gao Yu smiled and said softly, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Shangan licked his lower lip, but he still didn't speak in the end. He shook his head and turned to look out the window.

It was late at night, and Zhou Shangan lay in bed, still tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

He vaguely felt that something was wrong with what happened during this period, the more Zhou Shangan thought about it, the stronger the feeling of being arranged in the dark.

Zhou Shangan stared at the ceiling, startled, maybe...ever since Nan Rui came to look for him, things have been wrong.

He was so shocked by Gao Jing's illness that day that he didn't have time to think about the cause and effect of the development of the matter.

Nan Rui never took the initiative to ask him out, and his attitude towards him was always cold.

But that time Nan Rui was willing to ask him out, and took the initiative to tell him the reason why Gao Jing left.

Zhou Shang'an's breathing suddenly became short of breath, and a terrifying thought exploded in his heart.

He sat up from the bed with a jerk, something flashed through his mind, and Zhou Shang'an's forehead throbbed.

It was the medical record that was wrong.

If Gao Jing had left He Xiancheng because of illness, then Gao Jing had every reason to tell He Xiancheng the real reason for leaving.

But Gao Jing kept hiding it from him.

Zhou Shangan forgot a key point.

In the end, it was he himself who told He Xiancheng the news of Gao Jing's illness.

Is there anything more practical and reliable than a rival in love telling his lover about the difficulties of leaving?

Zhou Shang'an told He Xiancheng that the reason for Gao Jing's departure would have a more severe impact on He Xiancheng than if Gao Jing had personally told He Xiancheng the reason for his departure.

Because He Xiancheng loves Zhou Shang'an, He Xiancheng will trust Gao Jing even more, and he will also be more convinced that Gao Jing is a last resort, and there are difficulties in love.

He Xiancheng would feel even more guilty because of this, but Gao Jing's refusal pushed Zhou Shang'an away and brought He Xiancheng closer.

Gao Jing had long expected that he would tell He Xiancheng about this, but Gao Jing had been waiting.

Wait until I personally push He Xiancheng to him.

Zhou Shang'an's breathing was stagnant.

He hurriedly pulled off his slippers and ran to the guest room downstairs.

The faint light in the room penetrated the glass of the guest room, Zhou Shangan held his breath, and knocked lightly on the door, "Uncle Gao, are you asleep?"

After waiting for a while, Gao Yu's deep voice came from the room, "Shang'an? Come in."

It was getting late when he came back, and Zhou Chuxiong was there, insisting on keeping Gao Yu for dinner and some wine, so Gao Yu stayed here for one night.

Zhou Shangan pushed open the door.

At the bedside, a desk lamp was on. Gao Yu leaned against the back of the bed with a notebook on his lap. He looked up at Zhou Shang'an, "Shang'an?"

Zhou Shangan came in, closed the door slightly, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Gao, are you busy?"

Gao Yu closed the notebook, put it aside, and smiled, "It's almost there, it's fine."

Seeing that Zhou Shangan didn't speak, Gao Yu paused, and said again: "It's so late, what's the matter?"

Zhou Shang'an stood by the door, looking at Gao Yu, hesitating, looking hesitant to speak.

Gao Yu smiled, "Shang'an, if you have anything, just tell me. If you encounter difficulties, tell me, and I will try my best to help." Zhou Shang'an was startled when he heard this.

Strange to say, after getting along for a while, the uncomfortable feeling that Gao Yu gave him gradually weakened, and now, he is more and more like an elder who cares about his younger generation.

Zhou Shangan lowered his head and whispered: "It's nothing..."

Gao Yu didn't force it, he just said, "Since we're here, we can chat."

After hesitating for a while, Zhou Shangan walked over and sat down beside Gao Yu's bed.

The two chatted casually, but until the end, Zhou Shang'an didn't ask Gao Yu about Gao Jing.

Zhou Shangan thought for a moment, maybe there is something wrong with Gao Jing's medical records?

And Gao Yu will definitely know someone who can inquire about this.

But when Zhou Shangan calmed down, he felt unreasonable and inappropriate.

One is that it is difficult to falsify medical records, but it is not appropriate to ask Gao Yu these things after all.

He Xiansheng's house.

When Gao Jing pushed open the door with a smile on his face, He Xiancheng was sitting on a chair by the table, and there were a few cigarette butts lying in the ashtray on the table.

He Xiancheng heard the movement and looked up at Gao Jing.

He Xiancheng's face was gloomy.

Gao Jing was startled, closed the door, walked towards He Xiancheng, and asked doubtfully, "Xiancheng, what's wrong?"

He Xiancheng looked at Gao Jing, was silent for a while, and then asked, "Where did you go today?"

Gao Jing was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, hung the bag on the shelf, and said, "The hospital, didn't you agree to make an appointment with a psychiatrist, let's go see it?" Gao Jing sat down beside He Xiancheng, took the Picking up the oranges on the table, peeling them up, she said softly, "Your sweetheart? How was your talk with the big boss?"

He Xiancheng had something to do, so Gao Jing went to the hospital alone.

He Xiancheng suddenly said: "Gao Jing, where did you go?"

Hearing this, Gao Jing raised his head to look at He Xiancheng, slightly startled, his brows frowned, and he still said, "Hospital."

"Xiancheng, what's the matter with you? Did the negotiation not go well?"

He Xiancheng said coldly: "You didn't go to the hospital, I didn't see you."

Gao Jing paused while peeling the orange, his hands were slightly stiff, and said, "You...I...I didn't see you..."

He Xiancheng smiled, "How did you see me when you didn't go? And..."

He Xiancheng's eyes suddenly sank, and he said, "Gao Jing, the psychiatrist you mentioned isn't from the Central Hospital, is it?"

Panic flashed in Gao Jing's eyes, and he hurriedly explained: "He is from that hospital, and my friend recommended it to me..."

He Xiancheng looked at Gao Jing steadily.

Gao Jing paused, pretending to be surprised, and continued: "Is he not in that hospital? That may be because he resigned. No wonder I heard that he wants to open his own clinic."

He Xiancheng narrowed his eyes slightly, flicked the cigarette on his fingertips, and said in a low voice, "Really?"

Gao Jing hurriedly said: "Yes."

After a while, He Xiancheng looked at Gao Jing, and suddenly said, "Jing, do you really have nothing to hide from me?"

Gao Jing threw the orange peel into the trash can, and when he heard this, his hand slipped and the peeled orange almost fell to the ground. He smiled, "Xiancheng, what can I lie to you? Or...you don't even believe me now Yet?"

He Xiancheng lowered his eyes when he heard the words, and stopped talking.

Suddenly, Gao Jing's phone rang, and it was an unfamiliar number.

He connected, and a familiar male voice that he hadn't heard for a long time came.

"Brother Gao Jing, I want to see you." The man's voice was deep and magnetic, but he spoke childish words.

Gao Jingwen's heart skipped a beat, his muscles stiffened, and the split orange slipped to the ground and rolled to He Xiancheng's feet.

It was a sound he had dreaded hearing for a long time.

Seeing this, He Xiancheng raised his eyes to look at Gao Jing.

The living room was very quiet, He Xiancheng and Gao Jing were close to each other, and if the voice from the phone was slightly louder, both of them could hear clearly.

Gao Jing stood up suddenly, knocking the chair under him back.

He Xiancheng frowned slightly, and looked at Gao Jing suspiciously.

Gao Jing walked out the door and said, "I... I'll go down and get a courier."

After finishing speaking, Gao Jing hurried out the door.

After going down one floor, Gao Jing said, "What are you calling for?"

Gao Yu smiled, "Of course I miss you. It's been so long, brother, don't you miss me?"

When Gao Jing heard this, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he said: "I've hung up, don't call me again."

Gao Yu smiled coldly, "I'm downstairs, do you dare to hang up?"

Gao Yu paused for a moment, his voice was calm, and he said slowly: "I will go upstairs in person and tell He Xiancheng that your illness is fake, and your hand injury is also fake."

Gao Jing paused for a while, and then his back felt cold. He yelled at the person on the other end of the phone, Gao Yu, you are sick!You, mother, stop pestering me, okay? "

After Gao Jing finished speaking, there was a sudden silence on the other end of the phone.

The downstairs of the residents was pitch black, except for the occasional hissing from the phone.

In the strange silence, Gao Jingxin suddenly tensed up, and the past events rushed into his mind one after another. He unconsciously clenched the mobile phone close to his ear, and after a long while, he said in a trembling voice... Where are you, I'll just come and find you ..."

Gao Yu seemed to be laughing lightly, his voice was low and magnetic, and he said, "Brother is so good."

After hesitating for a moment, Gao Jing got into Gao Yu's car anyway.

The man in front of him seemed more gloomy and ruthless than when he left seven years ago.

Gao Jing closed the car door, glanced away, and said, "What exactly do you want?"

Gao Yu smiled, and put his hand on the back of Gao Jing's naturally.

Feeling the cool touch from the back of his hand, Gao Jing frowned, and shook Gao Yu's hand away.

Gao Yu was not annoyed either. He withdrew his hand and said with a smile, "What do I want? Brother still doesn't understand?"

Gao Jing looked ahead, frowned, and said nothing.

Gao Yu suddenly leaned over to Gao Jing's ear, lowered his voice, and said, "I want my brother. I've been thinking about my brother for 20 years. Don't you know me?" Warm breath sprayed against his ear, and Gao Jing's heart suddenly jumped. pause.