After becoming the personal model of the boss

He Xiancheng's voice was very soft, with deep tiredness in his tone.

He looked at Zhou Shangan.

Zhou Shangan was stunned when he heard the words.

Zhou Shang'an stared at the porcelain white ground, neither turned his head nor spoke.

He Xiancheng's eyes trembled, he let out a breath slowly, and after a while, he said again: "Shang'an... you can come here..."

Zhou Shang'an lowered his eyes, and he quietly listened to He Xiancheng's words.

He hesitated whether to walk into He Xiancheng or not.

To him, this step seemed to be more than just a step closer to He Xiancheng.

He thought about all the things that happened between the two of them...

He Xiancheng is good, He Xiancheng is not good.

He Xiancheng braved the wind and snow to rescue him.

He Xiancheng has another person in his heart.

Zhou Shang'an unconsciously bit his lower lip tightly.

But he couldn't accept He Xiancheng without any grievances.

He couldn't let go so quickly.

But also, he couldn't just forget about He Xiancheng.

He Xiancheng was like a strong imprint left on his heart, bringing him indelible pain, and even the memories strongly occupied him.He Xiancheng suddenly paused, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his thin face showed even more vicissitudes.

He sighed, fell silent, and stopped talking.

Zhou Shang'an didn't hear He Xiancheng continue talking, he froze for a while, then turned to look at He Xiancheng.

He Xiancheng had already looked away, he looked out of the window, his slender eyelashes fluttering slightly.

He Xiancheng lost weight, Zhou Shangan looked at He Xiancheng's side face and thought.

The already three-dimensional facial features became more three-dimensional and abrupt.

Only then did Zhou Shang'an discover that He Xiancheng's forehead was also injured, not deep, like tiny red marks left after abrasions.

Zhou Shang'an's breathing was slightly tight, and his heart seemed to be clenched suddenly, making him very uncomfortable.

Even if he didn't understand He Xiancheng, he hated He Xiancheng, even hated He Xiancheng briefly.

He still hoped that He Xiancheng would live well.

What he wanted was for the two of them not to disturb each other, but he still hoped that He Xiancheng had a good life.

The tip of Zhou Shang'an's nose was a little sore, he quickly glanced away, and even avoided the gaze of He Zhouyi next to him.

He thought his eye sockets were probably a little red again.

After a while, He Xiancheng said softly...it's okay, as long as you're fine. "

It's fine if you don't come, He Xiancheng looked out the window, he thought, as long as you know you're fine, you'll live well in the future.

He will fulfill his promise at the time as he said on the phone.

he will leave.

Zhou Shang'an lowered his head, his lower lip had already been bitten white by him.

The local girl named Ayi spread out the food box she brought on the table.

She turned to look at Zhou Shang'an.

Seeing Zhou Shangan's red eyes, Ayi was stunned for a moment, and the eyes that were vaguely angry a moment ago turned into shock, "You..."

Wenyan Zhou Shang raised his head and looked at Ayi, then hurriedly glanced away.

He immediately turned around, Zhou Shangan wiped his face, and said anxiously and flusteredly: "I...I'll go first..."

He Zhouyi has been watching Zhou Shangan silently, and at this moment, he still doesn't say a word, he follows Zhou Shangan closely.

When He Xiancheng turned his head to look at Zhou Shangan, only He Zhouyi was left holding Zhou Shangan's shoulder, and the two walked out of the ward together.

He Xiancheng felt a sudden pain in his heart.

In the ward, there was a coughing sound, followed by Ayi's exclaimed voice, "Slow down..."

Zhou Shang'an walked out the door, and his footsteps stopped.

He took a deep breath and leaned weakly against the wall by the door.

He Xiancheng's subdued cough was heard next to his ear, and Zhou Shangan raised his head slightly, leaning against the wall.

He stared at the blinding incandescent lights of the ceiling.

Every cough that spread in the ward was like a sharp weapon passing through Zhou Shang'an's heart.He closed his eyes lightly, at this moment, he didn't even bother to avoid He Zhouyi's gaze.

In just a few minutes, the sadness welling up in my heart almost overwhelmed Zhou Shang'an.

He Zhouyi looked at Zhou Shangan's face.

In his hand, he still held the bottle of Zhoushang'an's drip.

The back of Zhou Shang'an's hand was fair, and the fixed needle tube thicker than a blood vessel was conspicuous.

The boy was only wearing a hospital gown, and his figure looked extremely thin in the hospital where people were coming and going.

He Zhou narrowed his eyes slightly, and his dark eyes were full of emotions.

In the scene in the ward, Zhou Shangan left in a panic.

He understands everything, and can see clearly, including his own position.

Perhaps among these complicated relationships, He Zhouyi is the one who understands the most.

As a bystander who mixed his emotions into it, he was often the most pitiful and helpless one.

Because in this relationship, what he reads is always other people's stories.

Many years later, when He Zhou achieved his goal and became a commander, but was still alone, he still often thought of these things.

He thought, back then, he even envied He Xiancheng.

At least, at that time, He Xiancheng had a crush on Zhou Shangan.

But he never had it.

He Zhou paused for a moment, then said to Zhou Shang'an, "Go in...it's cold outside."

Zhou Shangan took a deep breath and slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were moist, and his eyes were confused for a moment. After a while, Zhou Shang'an responded hoarsely: "Okay..."

The two returned to the ward.

He Zhouyi supported Zhou Shangan to lie back on the hospital bed, and went to buy lunch for Zhou Shangan.

Zhou was lying on the hospital bed peacefully.

The room suddenly became quiet, and outside the room, the miscellaneous voices in the corridor seemed to be suddenly amplified at this moment, and the bustle and bustle came in.Zhou Shangan closed his eyes, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

The ward next door.

Ah Yi filled a bowl of soup, looked at He Xiancheng, and said hesitantly: "Brother Ah Cheng, do you want to get up first and have some soup?"

He Xiancheng smiled at Ayi, "No need, just put it there, I'll do it myself later."

Ayi looked at He Xiancheng hesitantly.

At this moment, Ayi didn't have the slightest hostility when he faced Zhou Shang'an just now.

He Xiancheng said: "Is there still something waiting for you at home? You go, don't stay here with me anymore."

Ayi is the daughter of the peasant household where He Xiancheng rented the house.

He Xiansheng invested in the house and changed it into a homestay where you can stay and have dinner at the same time.

The business is good, Ayi is an only daughter, the family is very busy, she needs to go back to help.

Ayi pursed her lips, feeling a little dissatisfied, and said, "You drove me back again, they...they are busy enough, there is no shortage of me, I still..."

When Ayi said this, he carefully looked at He Xiancheng's face, and then said: "...I'd better stay here with you...?"

He Xiancheng glanced at her with sullen brows, after a while, he sighed, closed his eyes, and stopped talking.

Ayi breathed a sigh of relief, she sat down on the seat beside the bed, fiddling with her bracelet boredly, "That was Zhou Shang'an just now?"

When He Xiancheng heard this, his eyelashes slapped lightly, and his closed eyes slowly opened.

"Um"

Ain pursed his lips and didn't speak any more.

The ward was quiet again for a while.

Ayi looked at He Xiancheng, "The one you like?"

He Xiancheng's dark eyes trembled, and a slight ripple appeared in his calm eyes.

When talking about Zhou Shang'an, Ayi could see that He Xiancheng's expression softened visibly with the naked eye.

He Xiancheng replied softly: "Yes."

When the man in front of her appeared at the door of her house for the first time.

For the first time since Ayi was so old, he felt as if his heart had been hit hard by someone.

She is not afraid to show her affection, and she is also not afraid to express her love and hate.

She boldly confessed to He Xiancheng, and when she knew that He Xiancheng had someone she liked, she also admitted openly that she would not pester him again.

He Xiancheng just smiled, but never shy away from mentioning Zhou Shang'an in front of her.

Every word in his words is Zhou Shangan.

Every picture he draws has the shadow of Zhou Shang'an.

So that, later, the passing guests couldn't help but point to the painting on the wall and ask, who is this boy?

Why is he in every landscape painting about here?

In the months since Ann came here last week.

He Xiansheng is also there.

Zhou Shangan was training in the army.

He Xiansheng paints at the foot of the mountain where Zhou Shangan trained.

He drew every mountain and every river around, and there was Zhou Shang'an's shadow in it.

Ayi once found a photo in He Xiancheng's purse.

It was a photo of two people together, and the corners of the photo were slightly curled.

The boy in the picture is smiling very happily.

Beside the boy, is He Xiancheng, holding a book in his hand.

He Xiancheng tilted his head slightly, looking at Zhou Shang'an, with tenderness in his eyes... Ayi held this photo quietly and looked at it for a long time, and she suddenly thought of the river that He Xiancheng had painted for five days and five nights.

The way He Xiancheng looked at Zhou Shang'an was probably a love that flowed slowly and steadily, not blustery or angry, but long and tender.

In the store, He Xiancheng never mentioned that he likes Zhou Shangan.

But between the lines in his words, there is strong love.

It was the first time she saw that liking someone could do such an extreme.

Ayi said: "You treat him very well."

Sometimes she even felt that the boy named Zhou Shang'an didn't know how to cherish him.

He Xiancheng frowned slightly, "I didn't treat him well, I owe him too much."

Ayi was startled, he looked at He Xiancheng's face, and repeated stubbornly: "You treat him very well." It was he who didn't understand Zhenmin.

He Xiancheng sighed for a long time, and a smile tugged from the corner of his mouth, "I didn't treat him well, I owe him too much, he shouldn't have to suffer, he could have been happy."

It was the first time Ayi saw such guilt on He Xiancheng's face.

She had no idea what had happened to them in the past.

"Then will you leave?" Ayi asked.

He Xiancheng paused for a moment, his brows slightly frowned.

Ayi said: "It's like what you said before."

Zhou Shangan doesn't want to see him, he will leave.

He Xiancheng remembered Zhou Shang'an's expression when he saw him later.

In the army, in the ward.

Zhou Shang'an hated him.

He Xiancheng said: "If he doesn't want to see him, I will leave."

Ayi was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, "Really?"

He Xiancheng laughed at himself.

He is afraid of the people around him leaving.

Seven years ago, the departure of that person made him afraid of leaving without saying goodbye.

But Zhou Shang'an did this for the second time.