Slag

The next morning, Lin Jian woke up and looked around the house, but he couldn't find Ren Jing anymore.

Thinking of what happened last night, he rubbed his temples with a headache, and sent Ren Jing a sentence on WeChat: Out?

Lin Jian got up early according to the usual time, and Ren Lian and Fu Feibai were still sleeping soundly in their rooms.

It was very early, how could he not understand the meaning of Ren Jing's absence early in the morning?

Sure enough, the news came to nothing. In the morning, the two drunks got up one after another, but Ren Jing still had no news at all.

Ren Lian made a phone call but answered it quickly, saying that he had to go back temporarily.

Ren Lian looked at Lin Jian, held up the phone and shrugged.

After a while, I still couldn't help asking: "Is he angry with you?"

The question was really ambiguous, and coupled with the identity of sister Ren Lian, Lin Jian felt like being interrogated by his family.

He said vaguely, "I don't know."

Sending friends to the airport and facing a mountain of work.

It has to be said that capital's prediction of popularity is quite accurate, and the number of Weibo fans is the most intuitive.

Ming Jia urged him to post a Weibo while the iron was hot. Lin Jian thought for a long time and randomly selected a birthday photo from his mobile phone and sent it without matching a word.

He sent out Weibo first, and Han Qiushi's text message came later.

【The cake was delivered that day, why didn't anyone sign for it? Are you busy again so soon? 】

Lin Jian took the time to take a glance, and the brand's live broadcast was still urging, so he frowned and threw the phone to Ming Jia.

"Do me a favor, reply casually, and then delete it."

Ming Jia stared round with the mobile phone, watching Lin Jian's back walking towards the stage, staring at him until he greeted the host, then lowered his head and glanced at the screen.

【right. 】

Ming Jia returned a word and a cautious punctuation mark with trembling hands.

Han Qiushi replied quickly: [Okay, pay attention to rest]

【thanks. 】

[Is this an automatic reply? 】

Ming Jia was reminded by the words "automatic reply", and recalled that Lin Jian said "and then delete it". If you want to delete it, it seems that it is not an important person. After all, there is not even a note, just a string of phone numbers.

【Yes. 】

After discovering Mingjia, who knows how to automatically reply so intelligently? ?

He took a breath and quickly blocked the contact.

As long as he can't see the news on the other side, he won't be embarrassed.

When Han Qiu came home that day, he was very excited. When he got home, it was almost dawn. He opened the door and faced Han Lin who was sitting upright. The smile on his face did not completely disappear.

"You're here, are you feeling better?" Han Qiushi said while changing his shoes.

Han Lin's health has gotten worse in recent years, otherwise, his son would have caught him by the pigtails in a short period of time and pulled him off temporarily.

He was still holding a cane under his hand, and he heard "dongdong" knock on the ground twice.

"What good things have you done during this time?!" Han Lin blew his beard and stared angrily.

He had been lying on the hospital bed for more than a month, and he had just received new news, and his mood was like being bombarded indiscriminately.He usually doesn't watch entertainment news, but just relying on his assistant's official and one-sided introduction is enough to make him sick for another month.He always knew that Han Qiushi had worked so hard all these years for a man, and he also knew that that man was not a good thing, so he turned around and entered the entertainment industry where right and wrong were mixed.

He adhered to the thinking habits of decades, and felt that it was impossible for his son to appreciate such a thing that could not wait for elegance.

But it never occurred to him that the first thing Han Qiushi did when he pulled him down was not to continue to manage the company, nor to finally seize the opportunity to go out with his friends, but for the sake of that man. circles.

He was furious, and immediately called Han Qiushi's mother and asked him how he disciplined the children.

But he didn't want to make him almost fall over after a phone call. The woman on the other side still had the same lukewarm tone, and said sarcastically: "Do you think he was still a child, and you can take care of everything?"

Han Lin was furious, but when he asked someone to find Han Qiu, he was relieved not to bother when he learned that Han Qiu was busy in the office.

As a result, just two days later, if someone looked for it again, they searched all over Screen City and couldn't find it.

When Han Lin stared at Han Qiu, it seemed that if the latter said something careless, he immediately threw the crutch in his hand.

Han Qiushi only glanced at him, then looked away, went into the kitchen to boil water, and then sat on the single sofa with it, pouring water for Han Lin while saying, "The company has been operating normally recently."

Han Lin knocked on the floor again, warning: "You know what I'm talking about."

Han Qiushi brought him the water, cleared his throat and said, "Recently, I have done a few good things, invested in a program, and refurbished a school for a village."

As if Han Lin had been prepared for a long time, he pushed open the tablet on the side and threw it to Han Qiushi.

"Is this what you call a 'good thing'?"

Han Qiushi stared at it for a few seconds. This screenshot was quite ingenious. It happened to capture Lin Jian when he was smiling. His already good mood improved, and he pointed to the background: "Did you watch it too? This is it. village."

Han Lin has been used to talking in a twist and turn for decades, and Han Qiushi's IQ can fully understand it, but now he deliberately pretends to be incomprehensible, which makes Han Lin even more annoyed.

"Just such a man, just for such a man, you put yourself into it, I have taught you all these years for nothing! Men should put their career first! When will you grow up and understand!" Han Lin said earnestly. As he spoke, he would hit the floor with his crutches when he was in a hurry.

Han Qiushi felt that these muffled sounds were very uncomfortable, and his mood was shocked and fell several steps.

"Dad, don't talk about him like that."

It was hard for him to make himself happy, and it was the first time in a long time that he tasted some sweetness from Lin Jian, even if it was only because Lin Jian didn't show obvious disgust.But this small progress is infinitely magnified in his eyes, he always feels that if he continues like this little by little, he will always be able to wait for the day when Lin Jian treats him kindly.

So he came back here with such fantasies, with a tired face, and his whole body was supported by the joy between his brows.

"What did I say?!" Han Lin stared at him, "I think you are sick! I should really ask your Aunt Xu to contact a psychiatrist to take a good look at you! If you don't do anything serious, you will be here one day. What does it look like to run after this man at night!"

Han Qiushi shifted his gaze to Han Lin's face and met his gaze.

"At the beginning, you thought it didn't matter if I liked men, as long as I married a woman in the end, just like the marriage relationship between you and my mother who has been indifferent for decades. I didn't have any rebuttals before, but now I can clearly To put it bluntly, I like men, and I will always like men in the future, and I only like that one person, I will not marry a wife and have children, and I can't walk on the so-called right path."

"Later you told me that when I win you, you won't stop me if I go to anyone. I... I won now, and I went to fight for my reward. What's wrong?"

Han Qiushi paused for a moment, and at that moment, his mind flashed all kinds of things in the past four years.

Ever since Han Lin said these words that day, he has spent his life in the company. No one would have thought that he would see such a Han Qiushi in his lifetime—not because he was motivated and busy, but because he always had something in his eyes. The red blood seems to never sleep, the hair is loose when it grows, and the clothes are not particular about wearing them every day.

How decent is Han Qiushi?When will people who know him or don't know him be allowed to see him like this.

He knew that it was too difficult to win against Han Lin, no one would be able to say with full confidence that he could win against this veteran player who had been in the mall for many years.

But if he can't win, he can't go to see Lin Jian openly, even if it's just a hopeless process of seeking forgiveness, he also hopes that it will be open and aboveboard.

He didn't want to give Lin Jian that sneaky feeling anymore, he wanted them to be upright every day in the future.

For the sake of being upright, he lived a life that he never thought of for four years.

Finally, this year, Han Lin was unexpectedly hospitalized, which finally allowed him to seize the opportunity. Coupled with his roots in the company over the past four years, he finally won the battle.

He originally wanted to wait until he was completely stable before going to see Lin, but this was too idealistic, and when that day really came, he could hardly control his joy.

A little awkwardly opened WeChat, and sent it to the dialog box that never received a reply——

I can finally come to you.

In order to get a chance to meet Lin Jian, he did everything he could not imagine. Is this wrong?

"Then let me break my promise. In short, I can't let you be with a man."

When Han Qiushi heard this sentence, his mood was actually very strange. He would be made happy by the word "together" in such a sentence.

It's just that the meaning of Han Lin's words is too clear, he can't pretend that he doesn't understand.

This sentence is like denying that his four years of desperate efforts are all a joke.

When these words came to mind, Han Qiushi wasn't sad at all, so what about a joke, this joke still bought an opportunity.

Even if it's just the half-truth and half-fake short-term relationship in front of the camera, even if it's just a few hasty meetings in private, it's a surprise return.

For Lin Jian's words, I am happy in whatever I do.

"Did you hear that!"

After waiting for a long time for no reply, Han Lin angrily picked up the crutch and hit Han Qiushi's calf.

It just hit the bone, and the sharp pain made Han Qiushi wake up a lot.

He lowered his eyelashes and looked at the cracks in the floor, shook his head and said, "I don't want to hear it, Dad, go back and rest, I'm sleepy."

He didn't want to hear it anymore, and he couldn't listen anymore.

All the good mood today came from Lin Jian, he can't let this mood go away too quickly, he has to keep it well.

When I woke up that day, I received a text message from my mother.

I just asked him one thing——

[Tell the truth to mom, are you serious? 】

In fact, Han Qiushi didn't fully wake up, and he could sleep again after putting down his phone.

But with that bit of consciousness alone, he could also answer firmly.

【I love him very much. 】

This good mood was not preserved in the end, since the cake was delivered the next day and no one signed for it.

Later, I didn't get in touch with Lin Jian for a few days. After finally waiting for him to post on Weibo, knowing that he was looking at his phone, I cautiously sent a message to ask.

I didn't know that halfway through the chat, I was blocked.

Looking at the familiar red exclamation mark, Han Qiushi didn't realize it for a moment, and after he did, he could only helplessly raise his head and smile.

This is the number that Lin Jian blacked him out of.

I don't know if it was because he was in a bad mood, or because he was too annoying and made Lin Jian unhappy again.

His road is still too long, Lin Jian's attitude is always hovering between softening and stalemate, most of the time he is stalemate, trying to push him away.

Han Qiushi leaned on the chair and rubbed his sore cervical spine, then opened WeChat to send a message to Lin Jian.

【I won't bother you anymore, don't block me】

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感谢在2021-04-2122:02:32~2021-04-2323:52:10期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: -77-21 bottles; 10 bottles of Zombie Season 2; , [-] bottles of Yanluo Fanjing;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!