white feathers upstairs

"Then what are you up to?"

"Xintong, it's really not right now."

"Oh," Shen Xintong was a little displeased, "Will it be daylight?"

Bai Jinhao was exhausted physically and mentally, and patiently explained to her: "I can't, I'll be very busy these days."

"Then you should be busy." Shen Xintong hung up the phone involuntarily, obviously upset.

Bai Jinhao didn't bother with her anymore, and called the lawyer again, asking him to handle Wang Jinfeng's case. When the sentence was sent, the key point was decided, so he turned off his phone...

The whole night, he guarded him, did not close his eyes, did not drink water, did not let go of his hand, just sat like this until dawn.

At around seven o'clock in the morning, Feng Yize finally woke up. When he opened his heavy eyelids, he happened to see Bai Jinhao smiling at him: "Are you awake?"

He wanted to speak, but his throat was so dry that it was smoky. Bai Jinhao seemed to understand, and wiped his lips with a cotton swab dipped in water. His movements were extremely gentle, and his voice was the same. Feng Yize was a little surprised.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked.

Feng Yize shook his head lightly, but the severe pain from his neck made him gasp again.

Bai Jinhao looked at him distressedly: "You must tell the truth in front of me."

"Brother Hao..." He gritted his teeth and said two words, the corners of his mouth ached.

"Hate me?" he said dazedly.

Feng Yize didn't know why he asked this question: "No hate."

Bai Jinhao said firmly, "But I hate myself."

"Brother Hao, it's none of your business."

Bai Jinhao put down the cotton swab, held his hand tightly again, and said softly, "If I hadn't done such a foolish thing and hadn't asked you to associate with Liu Er, this wouldn't have happened."

"No direct relationship," he said weakly.

"breeze……"

"Brother Hao."

"Tell me, I'm here."

"Don't blame yourself, this is something no one can predict."

Bai Jinhao immediately felt that he was a scumbag to the core.

This man was beaten like this, with two broken ribs, but he was still thinking about him, and how did he treat him?

Regardless of whether he is willing or not, he is forced to associate with Mo Liuer, even if he has expressed his intentions, he will not be moved by it...

"Xiaofeng, forgive me."

Feng Yize didn't know what to say, as soon as he opened his mouth, his whole body seemed to be falling apart, feeling powerless.

"Brother Hao, don't you have to go to work?"

"I am not working today."

"How about that?"

Feng Yize was stunned. In his impression, Bai Jinhao was a meticulous person who would never arrive late or leave early, let alone absent from work for no reason.

"I'll be right here with you."

At this moment, Feng Yize couldn't be more moved, but he said again: "Boss Gu isn't here, neither is Sean, if you don't go to work, how will the company work?"

"Don't think about that, take care of yourself."

"Brother Hao..."

"Xiaofeng," Bai Jinhao looked at his bruised face seriously, and increased his strength with his hands, "I like you too."

These words are more effective than a panacea, Feng Yize couldn't believe his ears at first, and then the joy in his heart was beyond words, covering the pain on his body, he said in a daze, "Brother Hao... what did you say?"

Bai Jinhao smiled: "I said I like you, just like you like me, do you hear me clearly?"

"……Clear."

"Are you dating Liu Er?"

"No..." Feng Yize shook his head with difficulty.

"That's good," Bai Jinhao smiled, "We'll be together when you recover from your injury, shall we?"

Feng Yize suspected that he was hallucinating, and stared at him blankly, without saying a word.

"Xiaofeng, are you willing to be my boyfriend?" Bai Jinhao asked seriously.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Feng Yize came back to his senses, and nodded desperately: "Will you..."

Seeing him nodding his head so sharply, Bai Jinhao seemed to feel the pain, and said quickly: "Okay, okay, I know you are willing."

"Brother Hao, you are looking at me for pity..."

"Of course not, Xiaofeng. I've been avoiding it before. I didn't understand what I wanted until something happened to you. You should rest well. From now on, I won't force you to do anything you don't like."

The emotion in Feng Yize's heart is indescribable. When he was beaten up, he thought he was going to die. He would never see him again, and he was so sad that he was dying. Now he was blessed by misfortune, not only alive, but also waited for his confession.

He also gently held his hand, and said with difficulty: "Thank you, Brother Hao."

"Thank you, I'm all yours." Bai Jinhao fondled his hair, melting his heart into water.

Feng Yize is now "painful and happy", and wants to laugh, but the injury at the corner of his mouth does not allow large movements, and it is even more impossible to sit up, so he keeps staring at the gentle man in front of him.

……

M country.

Under Shen Lingjue's instruction, Sean took Gu Yuhan and Fang Qi around.

The [-]-square-meter mansion of Shen Yi, the stock god, is almost a city, integrating a swimming pool, cinema, gymnasium, racing track, and leisure center. The decoration is also extremely luxurious. Gu Yuhan can feel the charm of money when he steps on it.

When passing by a gallery, Fang Qi was deeply attracted by a painting on the wall, and exclaimed: "Isn't this "Spring Trees and Evening Clouds"?"

Sean said, "Director Fang, do you know how to draw?"

Gu Yuhan also stopped. He didn't understand painting and was not interested in art.

Fang Qi said excitedly: "This painting is Mr. Zhao Qiyun's proud work. It caused a sensation in the whole world when it came out. Many rich people didn't buy it with money. I didn't expect it to be in the hands of the stock god, but... your painting is Is it real?"

Sean said lightly: "It's the real work, Zhao Qiyun is my uncle."

Fang Qi was so bombarded by his words that he almost fainted, and turned his head dullly: "Really?"

"Well, my uncle studied art in Japan, and this "Spring Trees and Clouds" is his No. 30 official work."

Fang Qi was so excited that he wanted to get into that painting. He is also an art lover, and Zhao Qiyun's reputation is so high. I am so excited to see the real work today.

Just when Sean was about to further introduce other works to him, Gu Yuhan grabbed his hand and ran away as if flying away.

He didn't stop until he reached the edge of the pool, and Sean wondered, "What are you doing?"

Gu Yuhan explained: "If he likes to paint, let him look at it, and let's browse ours."

Sean looked at him speechlessly for a long time: "You are so childish..."

Gu Yuhan raised the corners of his lips and looked at his face with a smile, which could not be called "wretched".

Sean complained about him: "I found that you love to laugh, are there so many things worth laughing about?"

"You don't know about that," Gu Yuhan said while walking with a paternal attitude, "Smile is my mask, it's my attitude towards life, whether it's worth it or not, happiness is the most important thing."

After a moment of silence, Sean said, "What if you can't laugh?"

Gu Yuhan looked back at him: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen you smile since I met you."

Sean said perfunctorily, "I don't like to laugh very much."

"You don't get along well with people like this."

"I know."

"Will be out of gregarious."

"I know."

"It will be misleading."

"I know."

"I want to see the way you smile."

Sean: "..."

Gu Yuhan saw that there was no success in the routine, so he took a step closer: "Sean, can you laugh?"

Sean lowered his eyes and said, "What's so funny."

The atmosphere suddenly became serious, and Gu Yuhan rarely put away his usual cynical look, and said seriously: "Sean, I know you have a lot of unhappy things, don't hold them in your heart, tell me."