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Liu Yueming followed Ji Chuan obediently, there was a step distance between them, Liu Yueming rarely had the opportunity to get so close to him, he greedily traced his outline with his eyes, and once again engraved Ji Chuan on his heart On the rotting heart, it seemed that only in this way could the heart beat. Liu Yueming lowered his head, slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled slightly in the corner of the elevator where no one could see. There was a trace of happiness in the smile.

Ji Chuan took Liu Yueming to the reception room of his office. Liu Yueming came here for the first time. It was a bit cramped, and the decoration was fashionable and luxurious. He was standing, which was out of place here. Ji Chuan didn't ask him to sit, and he didn't dare to sit. So uneasy standing by the door.

Ji Chuan could see his embarrassment and fear, but he didn't care, he sat on the sofa by himself, and said arrogantly to Liu Yueming: "Get close to Minghao, what's your plan?"

The same thing Liu Yueming heard from Ji Chuan when he first came to Hengyue. At that time, he explained nervously, saying that he had no intentions. He was terrified in his heart, afraid that Ji Chuan would disagree, and that Ji Chuan would drive him out , he humbled and fawned on Ji Chuan not to drive him away, his eyes stared at Ji Chuan nervously, he hesitated to speak, he said he needed a job, but when Ji Chuan put his eyes on his dirty and dry When he held them, he felt so ashamed and ashamed. He trembled his hands and wanted to hide them in his sleeves, but Ji Chuan's indifferent and mocking sight just passed by. Beside him, he knew that Ji Chuan didn't care.

He doesn't care.

Liu Yueming, who was 23 years old five years ago, still felt a little ups and downs, sourness, and discomfort.

Five years later, Liu Yueming has a pair of clean hands, but no longer has a pair of nervous eyes.

Perhaps Ji Chuan's five years and Liu Minghao's five years have been enjoyable, busy and fulfilling, full of quality and fun, but Liu Yueming's five years is a boring vortex that swallows him bit by bit. He is very tired, very tired, headache, heart palpitations, he is like a pool of stagnant water, only when he sees Ji Chuan, he will make ripples, but Ji Chuan is like a ball of cold sun, it looks so warm, but it is so cold when it is close , to freeze Liu Yueming to death.

Standing here, he suddenly calmed down after Ji Chuan said that sentence, and his racing heart gradually calmed down. He lowered his head, his half-long hair covered his face, and he didn't want the people opposite to see his expression .

He said, "What do you think I am up to?"

His voice was neither loud nor small, without ups and downs.

Ji Chuan did not explore the meaning of Liu Yueming's actions, he sneered: "You dare to push Aunt Liu downstairs when you are five years old, and you can push Ming Hao to crash a car when you are 16 years old. It is not an exaggeration to call you a white-eyed wolf. If it wasn't for the sake of Ming Hao and Aunt Liu, I would have sent you to jail a long time ago."

Liu Yueming raised his head suddenly, his eyes widened.

"What?" Ji Chuan and Liu Yueming looked at each other leisurely, and the disgust in his eyes was clear: "I got it right?"

Liu Yueming's throat felt congested, he swallowed hard, and it took him a while to speak, his voice was hoarse, and he said: "Ji Chuan, in your eyes, since I was five years old, I have been a cruel Vicious man, am I the snake in the farmer and the snake?"

"It turns out that you also have self-knowledge." Ji Chuan sneered.

Liu Yueming's head started to hurt violently, the pain made him a little dizzy, but he was so stubborn that he was still standing very calmly, not to mention the posture, even the expression did not change, he even smiled, He showed a strange smile that could be regarded as pleasant.

"Yeah," he felt that his voice was floating in the air, with a sense of unreality: "I have always been self-aware, Director Ji, you'd better not let me get close to Liu Minghao, otherwise, I wouldn't know what I could do. Know."

What else did Ji Chuan want to say, the assistant knocked on the door, and the assistant looked anxious: "Chairman, there is something wrong with the project."

The sudden incident broke the tension in the reception room. Ji Chuan frowned and warned Liu Yueming in a cold voice, and took his assistant back to the office. Liu Yueming did not stay. He watched Ji Chuan leave, turned and left the reception room. He did not take the elevator , he went to the stairs in disbelief, and walked up step by step. He remembered that Hengyue Building was very high, and he wanted to go upstairs to have a look. He walked into the dark stairwell, his throat was itchy, and his chest was tight. He covered his mouth and retched.

He didn't want to be discovered, he tried not to make a sound, but he was so uncomfortable, as if his whole body was blocked, he had a headache, chest pain, even stomach pain, retching for a long time, so long that he couldn't hold it My own body fell to my knees in the stairwell, with a plop, and my knees hurt.

Liu Yueming didn't vomit anything, he put his head on the cold handrail in the stairwell and slowly calmed down.

He wanted to continue to climb up the stairs, but he was so tired, he didn't even have the strength to stand up, he thought, he couldn't climb up, Liu Yueming's eyes were dull, and after a long time, he propped up his body, slowly go down.

Get out of here, he thought, get out of here.

He walked to the street, the sun was so hot that people couldn't open their eyes, but he felt so cold that it made him shiver. He walked for a long time, and it seemed that he hadn't walked for a long time. His vision was a little blurred. Looking at the coming and going vehicles, they were so fast, he stopped and stared blankly at them.

He didn't think about death, but he never thought about being alive, Liu Yueming only knew that he was too tired, he was about to step out, he raised his foot.

"Meow."

He lowered his head, and a dirty, skinny and somewhat disabled cat was squatting beside him, with its head up, a pair of chaotic cat eyes staring at him and calling softly.

Liu Yueming looked at it.

The cat meowed again.

Liu Yueming squatted down obtusely, and slowly reached out to stroke the cat's knotted fur.

"Have you been abandoned too?"