You who walk against the light

"Oh." He pulled out the chair and sat across from him, and found that the slick oil and chopped green onion in his bowl of soup had been picked clean, while Zhong Kaifan's bowl of green onion oil was still there.

Zhong Kaifan still remembers those little habits.

Lin Yuan's heart was stung hard, and he couldn't help asking: "Is that girl chasing you?"

Zhong Kaifan glanced at him, picked up the bowl and took the last sip, his wrists were fair and his bones were clear, "You don't know my sexual orientation?"

He didn't say 'what does it have to do with you', nor did he say 'yes', as if he gave Lin Yuan great encouragement.

"Leave quickly after eating, I can only accommodate here."

After he finished speaking, he got up and went to the kitchen, when there was a splashing sound from the sink.

From Lin Yuan’s angle, you can clearly see Zhong Kaifan’s back, broad and straight, with a gray shirt arm, where you can vaguely see the lines of the muscles. The smell of fireworks, even in the face of myself who hates to the bone, can be tolerated to the maximum extent.

It's lucky not to face each other.

Zhong Kaifan has already done this, so what face does he have in wishful thinking, and he doesn't want to get out of here.

When the anti-theft door made a crisp sound, the water flow suddenly stopped, and Zhong Kaifan slumped on the marble countertop. It took a long time before his breathing became even.

The bowl on the dining table was already empty, and the spoon leaned obediently on the rim of the bowl.

He used to be very picky eater, but today he is very good.

The corners of his mouth curved unconsciously, and the next second, Zhong Kaifan swept the bowl and spoon into the trash can.

He didn't want to see anything related to Lin Yuan.

When he returned to the hotel, the hour hand of the wall clock in the lobby hadn't pointed to 10. Li Meng was a little surprised that he came back early: "I thought you forgot to play."

Lin Yuan sat on the sofa with his hands empty, his legs stretched out, and he squinted and said, "Are you complaining to An Ran again?"

Li Meng was helping him iron his suit and put the ironed ties on the bed one by one, "I won't call her, are you willing to come back so early? I'm not afraid of having an illegitimate meal with her, and I will be unlucky." still me?"

Speaking of this, Lin Yuan remembered what happened in the afternoon, "I really feel that someone is following me."

Li Meng made a 'cut' and said, "I can't shoot anything anyway." She quickly ironed the clothes and put them in the cover. It has been sent back to Shanghai in advance.

No wonder An Ran insisted on keeping Li Meng, no one was more careful and measured than her.

The next morning, when he went out, Lin Yuan saw that Li Meng was busy with his suit bagging and suitcase, "Bring it here."

Li Meng said, "Why, steal my job?"

Lin Yuan directly snatched the box from her hand, "Just take a piece of clothing, how about the head office?"

All the way is safe and sound, the star who is not popular has an advantage, going out will not be disturbed by fans.

After the plane stabilized, Li Meng took out a memo pad the size of a palm: "The main purpose of returning to Shanghai this time is to recuperate. Sister An Ran invited a dance teacher to help you resume practice. There is a variety show that is very good. Go back and look at their script."

Lin Yuan wore a blindfold and gave a vague 'hmm'.

That evening, Zhong Kaifan received a call from his father Zhong Dingheng.

Zhong Kaifan was accompanying Director Liao to analyze the case, blocked the phone with his hand, and signaled to go out for a while.

"What's your business? If I remember correctly, I made it very clear last time."

"It's me." A strange man's voice sounded, "I'm Xiao Zheng, Mr. Zhong's special assistant. It's like this. During the meeting this morning, Mr. Zhong suddenly fainted. It was a slight cerebral hemorrhage. Can you come back when you have time? ?”

The corridor was silent, only the cold light remained. Zhong Kaifan was a little dazed, and he didn't realize it for a while. He really didn't expect his father, who is in good health, to be seriously ill.

"Okay, but I have something to take care of here."

Xiao Zheng replied, "No rush."

The call ended, and on the other end of the phone, Xiao Zheng exchanged the mobile phone to Zhong Dingheng who was on the hospital bed. There were many people standing in the senior ward, most of them were senior members of the Zhong family, and Zhong Dingheng's second wife, Chen Li, was also there.

Among them.

"Do as I said, you go out first." Zhong Dingheng was wearing hospital clothes. He was nearly sixty years old, and his temples were already graying. Although he was well maintained, the wrinkles on his forehead were like ravines, which could not hide the traces of time. He looked a little frail and old.

"Dingheng!" Chen Li called him, with deep resentment hidden in the corners of her eyes. This woman looked about 40 years old, with exquisite makeup, a ladylike face, and a new Gucci handbag on her arm.

Zhong Dingheng waved his hand displeasedly, "You go out too, I'm sleepy."

Xiao Zheng made a gesture of 'please', "Ma'am."

Chen Li turned a blind eye to it, and only approached the hospital bed after the other high-level executives left one after another, begging softly: "Ding Heng, what are you calling him back for now?" Having said this, her tone suddenly became harsh: "That ambitious guy , I don’t have a heart at all, let alone kill my son, you still want to call him back? Have you considered my feelings?!”

Madam's face was a little distorted. When Zhong Can was mentioned, she couldn't maintain the mask no matter how good it was.