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Han Qingchen rummaged through the gallery's warehouse for a small-scale landscape painting he drew a while ago, took it out, packed it in a gift box, and carefully tied it with a bow.

"Wow, gift, who is it for?" Chris asked as he passed by.

Early morning was a little shy: "Mars, I haven't been to his house yet, I made an appointment to visit his house tonight."

Chris leaned forward, "In love?"

In the early morning, her face flushed red: "No, we've only known each other for a month, okay?"

"The last time he came to pick you up for dinner in the city center, he kept staring at you while waiting for you, the love in his eyes was almost overflowing." Chris looked dreamy, "He looks so special, With a good figure, I think Eden is out of the picture."

Eden is a student at a nearby art school. Chris represents his paintings and starts chasing him the first time he sees him in the morning.

"I don't know how sad it is when Eden comes back from Italy and finds his little cutie was chased away by others." Chris sighed.

In the morning, I picked out a slightly more formal shirt, tied a small bow tie, and drew the door.

Han Yi was not at ease: "Hong Tu, why don't you go and have a look? Come back when there is nothing else to do."

Hong Tu was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper with an electronic cigarette in his mouth. He had quit smoking since he lived with Qingchen. He had a strong willpower and almost had no transition time, so he quit directly. I bought him an e-cigarette.

"You really look like the kind of father who is worried about his child's love." Hong Tu laughed.

Han Yi also smiled, "What is it like, I was their father."

Hongtura sat in his arms, "Don't worry, it's been more than a month, they are together almost every day, nothing will go wrong."

Han Yi sighed, hugged Hong Tu's thick neck, and stroked the black and white hair on the back of his head, "Actually, I know you are worried too."

"Midnight has changed." Hong Tu said, "He Huan didn't take care of that child well before. He has a strong temper and seems to want to die."

"It's not good in the early morning, and love will never last, and Huiji will be hurt."

Han Yi nodded: "Give Chenchen a hundred chances and he still loves Ziye, really. I saw so many people chasing him before, and some of them were pretty good, but he couldn't feel it. How long has Ziye been here? Didn't you Did you find that he Mars long and Mars short every day?"

Over there, Han Ziye was taking the early morning to visit the upstairs: "This is the study room, and I usually work here."

When I went in early in the morning, I saw a large screen, small round tables for meetings and various technological equipment. I was a little puzzled: "I feel like I have been here before."

Ziye was a little nervous: "You, do you have a headache?" This place is very similar to the layout of Beigong University's study, he was afraid of recalling it in the morning, so he hurriedly interrupted him.

Qingchen smiled and shook her head, "Just a little bit. The strange thing is that I used to get headaches whenever I saw you or thought of you. I don't know why, but it's much better now."

Han Ziye heaved a sigh of relief. Recently, his disguise has been fine-tuning, getting closer to the original appearance a little bit quietly, and the voice converter is also being adjusted. Every time we meet, he observes the reaction in the early morning as if he is facing an enemy.

When he came to the door of the bedroom, Han Ziye became even more nervous, holding the doorknob with one hand and the sedative in his pocket with the other, hesitating.

In the early morning, he seemed to have a premonition, and felt that he knew exactly what everything inside the door looked like. When the door opened, he was stunned and could hardly breathe.

Light-colored wallpaper, carved mahogany bed, gray silk bed sheets, retro copper bedside lamp emitting warm yellow light, there should be a lawn behind the beige curtains, you can hear the sound of mountains and sea when you open the window...

A few images suddenly flashed in my mind, I was running around naked, someone was chasing behind anxiously holding a bath towel, the two were nestled on the bed, he was stroking each other's strong body fascinatedly, countless nights he Being hugged from behind and falling asleep warmly, and that person turned his back ruthlessly to himself, and said in a cold voice, "Get out!"

His head ached violently, and he fell limp early in the morning moaning. Han Ziye picked him up and put him on the bed, and fed him a sedative.

Five minutes later, the medicine took effect, and when he woke up in the morning, he found that he was covered in cold sweat, and his upper body was held in his arms. I couldn't stop touching the other person's stiff cheek, and said softly: "I'm fine, I just have a headache, can I sleep with you?"

Han Ziye couldn't control himself, he hugged Qingchen tightly and buried his face in his neck.

In the early morning, my consciousness was a little fuzzy, and I said softly: "I always feel that I have loved someone before, and the love was sometimes painful and sometimes very happy. But Daddy said that I have no lover. I always dream, in a school In the big house, I have many friends, relatives, and a brother who dotes on me very much, and it seems that my brother is a lover, "

The sedative hypnotic effect is very good, his articulate words are lingering, and his voice is lowered: "But he loves me for a while, and doesn't love me for a while...It's so confusing..."

He fell asleep, breathing evenly.Han Ziye hugged him for a long time before saying: "He loves you very much, he just doesn't know how to love you..."

The days passed slowly and peacefully.

The two often take a walk together in the morning, and sometimes Han Ziye will pick him up for lunch in the early morning, and have dinner with his fathers in the evening, and return to Han Ziye's residence after dinner. He needs to deal with some work from China, and occasionally opens a video chat Meeting.In the morning, I watch TV, read a book or draw a picture downstairs.On weekends, I either go to the movies for dinner, or go mountain climbing or go to the beach.The two of them didn't talk much together, but they got along very comfortably.

In the early morning, I could feel that the person beside me liked me, but no one said anything.Han Ziye didn't dare, while Qingchen was embarrassed.

Sometimes Han Ziye would think that if there were no entanglements of the elders going around, maybe he and Qingchen would meet each other in a certain day and place, and they would fall in love naturally like now, without so much entanglement and pain. good.I also thought that if this is the case, I probably won't meet the morning, maybe that's how fate arranged it.

Sometimes when everyone was eating together, he would be in a daze. He would actually sit at the same table with Han Yi and Hong Tu, which was unimaginable to him when he was a teenager.

Now they got along very naturally, and occasionally Hong Tu would ask Han Ziye to go fishing in the sea.Neither of them talked much, sitting by the yacht, watching the sea and fishing silently.

Han Ziye could see how close his father and this man were. The two of them had gone through a lot of ups and downs, life and death, and now they stayed together silently. They got along so tacitly, which made him envious.

Of course, he also feels that he is very happy now.Sometimes he even felt that it wasn't just Qingchen who lost his memory, even he himself felt that those things were from his previous life.

The uninvited guest came suddenly. Han Qingchen's most fanatical suitor, a blond, handsome and enthusiastic Caucasian young man returned from a study tour in Italy. people.

Eden gave Qingchen a tight hug, and politely greeted the two parents: "Hi, Mr. Han, Mr. Hong. Who is this?"

Breaking free from his embrace in the early morning, looking back to see Han Ziye's frown, he hastily introduced: "This is Eden, the painter represented by my gallery. Eden is my neighbor Mars."

The time when the two shook hands secretly made an assessment of their rival.

Eden thought, taller than me?But not as handsome as me.

Han Ziye thought: Don't think about it anymore, you have nothing to do, he will only love me in a few lifetimes.

However, when Han Qingchen and Eden met each other in the study and studied the painting all afternoon, Han Ziye couldn't sit still. He wanted to go upstairs several times, but was stopped by Han Yi: "Xiaoye, I If it was you, you wouldn't go up now."

He took out the wrapped dinner, "Go back to eat tonight, don't come over, and don't call Chenchen."

Midnight understood, took the dinner, hesitated for a while, and said a little embarrassedly: "Thank you, Dad."

Han Yi's eyes widened, he didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly turned around and walked into the kitchen.Hong Tu came over and patted Han Ziye on the shoulder, and said, "I'll be fine, you go back first, and don't make a mistake in front of the morning."

Hong Tu walked into the kitchen, and pressed the tearful man by the counter into his arms.

Han Qingchen was a little absent-minded throughout the dinner time.Han Yi said that Mars has something to go back to deal with, so he won't be here for dinner.

Eden chattered about what he had seen and heard about Italy, Han Yi and Hong Tu both listened with great interest, but he found it noisy.He rolled the pasta with a fork, rolled it up and unrolled it, undone it and rolled it back up, wondering if Mars was mad?Did he misunderstand himself?Thinking again, what did he have for dinner there?His cooking skills are so bad, he won't get food poisoning, right?Thinking of this, I can't wait to go over and have a look immediately.

After finally finishing the meal, and drinking tea and chatting for a while, Eden finally left reluctantly, and rushed out the door like a rabbit in the early morning.

Han Yi shook his head and smiled: "Your son is too big to stay."

Hong Tu asked him while wiping the dishes, "Which one?"

He rang the doorbell early in the morning and opened the door after a long time after midnight. He was probably in the shower, his hair was still wet, and his body was dripping with water. He only wore a narrow towel around his waist.

The flesh he had worked so hard to lose half a year ago has grown back. Staring at the muscular chest muscles and muscular arms in the morning, he swallowed involuntarily, and looked down to see the beautiful abdominal muscles and the strong long hair under the towel. Legs, it took a lot of effort to look away.

"Sorry, I didn't come at the right time, did I?"

Han Ziye took his hand and pulled him in, and closed the door, "I just finished washing."

After a moment of silence, the two asked at the same time, "Have you had dinner yet?"

Hong Tu and Han Yi often spoke in unison like this, and they felt a little embarrassed when they thought of this.

"Why didn't you have dinner together today?"

Han Ziye was silent for a while, his voice was a little cold: "There is something."

Qingchen hastily explained: "I only consider Eden as a friend, he...he is just, maybe immature, doesn't know what love is..."

Han Ziye was so cute when he was explained incoherently, he couldn't help laughing, and looked at him in a daze in the morning, although his face was still stiff, but the smile in his eyes was simply intoxicating.

"Why do I feel that your appearance is changing?" Although the change is not big, it is indeed different from when we first met. You are becoming more and more handsome. I am a little confused in the morning. I feel that maybe my brain is wrong. It will change, and it's not a child.

As soon as he showed such a puzzled expression, Han Ziye became nervous. He looked at the sedatives next to the wine cabinet, and tried to disturb the early morning concentration, "Is Eden's painting good?"

Sure enough, in the early morning, I immediately forgot the question I was just thinking about, and started talking endlessly.