The contract is not yet complete

After a long while, he repeated, "I don't want to continue this contract."

In just a few seconds, Zhou Yi's tone could be noticed from the bewilderment at the beginning to the firmness now. There was even a sense of relief in Zhou Yi's tone, and he looked over without any hesitation in his eyes.

Han Zhen leaned back slightly. The Accord model was too small, and he was naturally uncomfortable for such a big man. Han Zhen stared at Zhou Yi the whole time.

"why?"

"No why."

Zhou Yi asked back, "Because the whole process is just a farce."

·

"From the beginning to the end, Han Zhen, from the beginning to the end of this contract, only my side shows the real things. I... Our company has many internal problems, but they are all real. I let you, Han Zhen, participate. Yes, I showed you, and you..."

Zhou Yi took a deep breath, "I don't know what I'm doing after the two of us signed the contract?"

"You're chasing me."

"Come on!"

Zhou Yi sneered, and he began to rummage around in the carriage, groping around while continuing, "Come on, Young Master Han, everyone knows that I'm just playing around, and I haven't even shown a single bit of my real skills. Mom has already let me go to cohabitation, tell me what I did?"

Han Zhen said firmly, "You have done a lot."

Zhou Yi looked at this person with a bit of teasing in his eyes, "A public flirtation, a show-off appearance, and a kiss you didn't get at all, are you satisfied with that?"

Han Zhen said without hesitation, "That's all."

·

Zhou Yi let out a chuckle.

Contracts, on the one hand, talk about the spirit of the contract, and on the other hand, they emphasize fairness.

"You said you wanted a contract..."

Zhou Yi's words were interrupted, the man closed the sun visor heavily, and Han Zhen noticed that Zhou Yi's fingers were actually trembling slightly because of this conversation, "Okay, there is a contract, you said you have a script, Okay, follow the script, you said you want dignity, yes, I will think about your dignity from your perspective, but all of this, this fucking..."

The rest of the words were spinning in Zhou Yi's throat. He looked at Han Zhen with endless panic in his eyes, and even a hint of asking for help.

"It's not equal at all, Han Zhen."

·

I opened up my whole world to you Han Zhen, but what about you?

Han Zhen.

Does the script exist?

Or, was this a dark humor from the beginning?

·

Even Han Zhen didn't expect things to come to this point, "You did a good job in acting," Han Zhen replied sincerely, "It's far better than you imagined..."

"Cheng you want me to act..." But Zhou Yi obviously didn't think so, and his tone was slightly serious, "Then tell me who are the visitors to this play. We are actors, the stage is Dragon City, and who is the audience?"

"..."

Han Zhen remained silent on the answer to this question.

"Han Zhen, Han Shao, and Uncle Han, everyone has their own lives. Bao Mingzhang's group of things are not private detectives who can watch the interaction between us every day. Do you really think they can see what? This contract is yours. I still don't understand a part of it, I'm not the kind of character who can be fooled by any excuse!"

At this point Zhou Yi swears, he slams the steering wheel, and the horn emits a sharp beep, "I'm so fucking confused that I've come to this point, tell me, you've been back for so long, what am I doing with you?" what are you doing!"

There was silence in the carriage.

Han Zhen stretched out his hand to open the car door, "I'll get out of the car."

Zhou Yi pursed his lips.

·

The moment Han Zhen pushed open the door and went down, he could feel the car on that side moving up slightly. Zhou Yi sat there motionless, listening to the sound of the man getting off the car. At that second, Zhou Yi A suffocating sadness welled up in his throat, because of his panic and hysteria just now, he knew that his emotions were actually very unstable and abnormal.

Then the windshield rattled.

"get off."

Han Zhen bent down, and the man knocked on the window again.

"get off."

Zhou Yi stared at him and opened the car door gropingly. Han Zhen pulled the door open. The man leaned over to help Zhou Yi unbuckle his safety belt. caught his arm.

Zhou Yi fell into a very warm embrace, and Han Zhen hugged him tightly.

"listen."

Han Zhen's body temperature was still frighteningly high, hugging him like he was carefully hugging something fragile, Zhou Yi only felt that he was falling into the fire at that second, he knew that he should retreat, but he didn't Knowing how to move his arms, Han Zhen took a deep breath and bent down.

The voice rang in my ears, still so gentle.

"There is nothing wrong with asking for help from others."

Zhou Yi didn't know whether he should push away or hug him tightly.

"You have no responsibility for today's incident."

·

After the warm red tide receded, Zhou Yi began to struggle hard.

He no longer stayed in Han Zhen's arms for a long time because of a trivial matter like last time. Excessive warmth would only make people feel more unreal. Han Zhen's approach did not make him feel relieved.

On the contrary, Zhou Yi was extremely disturbed.

He could feel the mask under his mask, and somewhere in the heart covered under the layer of heart, there was a creaking sound, and something penetrated those gaps like a plant sprouting. Hidden is a cold indifference that has nothing to do with him.

Below the bottom, those fears, reluctance, and hesitation should not be noticed.

However, Zhou Yi's heart was filled with these things, and it had already been filled to the brim, squeezed too much and too densely. He thought that there was no gap in his heart, and there could be no flaws.

But Han Zhen still found out.

·

"It's not like this Han Zhen, it's not like this."

Zhou Yi had difficulty breathing. The opponent's palm was pressed against his vest. That place was as hot as fire. If he wanted to hide, he could only stick closer to the opponent.

On this hot summer day, Zhou Yi suddenly felt very cold.

But Han Zhen just didn't let go.

"Listen to me, asking for help from others is a human instinct to survive."

But asking for help is no longer Zhou Yi’s instinct. His instinct tells him not to ask for help, not to rely on it. Some people feel warm when they see the fire in the cold night, while others immediately start to be afraid when they see the fire. Lose the coldness of that moment.

"Han Zhen, you have crossed the line."

He repeated it, in a calm and even commanding tone.

"If you want to continue this contract, you're crossing the line."

·

Han Zhen let go of his hand.

Zhou Yi took a step back, and the two separated with an extremely polite distance. Han Zhen may have imagined countless possibilities, but he never thought that Zhou Yi, who needed the contract the most, would voluntarily give up.

"I'm sorry, but I lost my temper."

"I'm sorry, my behavior will make you feel very rude and hypocritical..."

"not at all."

At this second, everything seemed to be back to the original point. The two people were once again polite and alienated, but they both knew that something had changed. The contract was still there, but something had changed.

·

"Zhou Yi."

When he left that day, Han Zhen still didn't say who was the spectator of this love farce, or who the real witness was, or the other part of the contract was so simple, but Han Zhen said goodbye of.

"It's impossible for me to tell you what the script is, why you signed this contract, who you are acting for, and what I am doing, but I know a little bit."

The man looked at Zhou Yi's eyes. At that moment, Zhou Yi knew very well that Han Zhen did not hide this time.

"But I know you, Zhou Yi, don't need a false, disgusting drama to go on, and you don't need to be handed over by me. I never thought that you couldn't survive without protection or help. Not going to trick you with that kind of shoddy lie."

Han Zhen's tone was very serious. When he said these words to Zhou Yi, he never showed any perfunctory or contempt. only……"

"I don't know how to tell you about this whole thing for the time being."

The corner of Zhou Yi's mouth moved slightly, "I know, don't worry, the contract is still there, I lost control of my emotions today."

He watched Han Zhen leave, but the bud that sprouted in his heart did not wither. Zhou Yi knew very well that if it was just a contract, it was about interests. In fact, he absolutely didn't need to be clear.

Just like that night, he didn't need to know any answers at all.

But just because he found that he cared, he started to want to stop.