Little mortals' dreams come true

On the first day, Han Sheng went to Lu's to discuss the first new project of formal and stable cooperation, and then rushed back to Wansheng non-stop, picking up all the people who had had too much fun the night before, and their eyes were black and black. After a meeting, I was busy until the evening before remembering that I didn’t have lunch.

On this day, Li Fan did not come back.

On the second day, Han Sheng re-studied the materials on the investigation of Fengyang Group from the beginning to the end, but found nothing new, so he urged the person in charge a little unhappy.He remembered to eat, but the shrimp dumpling skin that Secretary Zhang helped to buy was not thin enough, and the stuffing was not fresh. He felt that the taste was mediocre after a few mouthfuls, and he couldn't swallow it.I didn't take a break after eating, so I looked at the documents all afternoon, and when I got off work, I looked back and didn't even think about a word.

On this day, Li Fan still didn't come back.

He wasn't in a hurry and didn't even make a phone call.He thought it would be better to wait a little longer, it's okay, when Li Fan finishes his work, he will come back naturally.

After get off work on the third day, Yangcheng's lawyer Zhao Tianping asked him to meet.

Zhao Tianping looked at the man in front of him who confirmed the contract with a cold face and no words, a layer of cold sweat oozes from his back.He was one of the few people who participated in the formalities for the change of Yangcheng's legal person, and he was entrusted to deal with Wansheng's debts today.Although he doesn't know the whole story except for the information related to his job, but with years of experience, he can vaguely perceive the truth that only reveals the tip of the iceberg.Whether it's a conspiracy or a strategy, it's a big deal.

President Li left after explaining the matter, and Yang Cheng's legal person was officially changed to Du Linfeng.Before coming, Mr. Du specially asked not to say more things that shouldn't be said.

No one in Yangcheng knows that Mr. Li and Wansheng's Mr. Han have such a good relationship as brothers. As long as it is related to Wansheng's business, no matter how big or small, Mr. Li has always been in charge of the docking. A casual mention of the field will solve it.He was specially appointed as a representative, but this was the first time that Mr. Li was still missing.

Zhao Tianping was ready to be questioned by Mr. Han, and even memorized a set of high-sounding excuses, but he didn't expect that when Mr. Han saw him, apart from a flash in his eyes when he entered the door, he didn't know whether it was disappointment or doubt. emotions, I have been cooperating with the work step by step with a cold face.

In fact, Mr. Han has always been very cold. When he was with Mr. Li in the past, he didn't often see him laughing. I don't know if it was because he came alone this time. With a dense chill.

After the payment was settled and the contract was confirmed, Zhao Tianping secretly heaved a sigh of relief while putting away the documents.Taking a sneak peek at the opposite side, Mr. Han looked out the window expressionlessly, his eyes were black and blue, and the blood in his eyes could be seen across the coffee table. The coffee in front of him was already cold, and he didn't even take a sip.

It couldn't be that Yang Cheng and Wan Sheng had some conflicts.

Zhao Tianping shuddered, so he was stuck between two guns.Just when a phone call came in, he hurriedly answered the phone with an excuse, picked up his bag and went out.

It was raining outside, and Zhao Tianping couldn't make a phone call while holding an umbrella with his bag, so he answered the phone under a confiscated parasol at the door.

"Hey, Mr. Du, everything is done. No, I didn't say anything, Mr. Han didn't ask anything..."

Before he finished speaking, a voice as cold as ice slag came down from the top of his head:

"What should I ask, when did Yang Cheng have a Mr. Du?"

Zhao Tianping was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that Boss Han had stood behind him at some point, like a wall, and felt a great sense of oppression when he turned his head.

"Uh……"

Zhao Tianping was at a loss for words for a moment, and Mr. Du on the other end of the phone sighed softly:

"Lawyer Zhao, let me have a word with Mr. Han."

Only then did Zhao Tianping come to his senses, and passed the phone over in a daze.President Han still had no expression on his face:

"Hi, I'm Han Sheng."

"Du Linfeng, do you know me?"

"Aren't you doing catering? When did you get involved with Yang Cheng?"

"There are many things that I can't explain clearly to you now. I can only tell you one thing today. Yang Cheng's legal person is no longer Li Fan."

"What about others?"

"Even you don't know? Then he probably left."

Han Sheng held the phone in silence, not knowing what he was thinking, and after a long while, as if awakened from a start, he handed the phone back to Zhao Tianping, and said thank you in a hoarse voice.

Zhao Tianping took the phone, only to find that most of Mr. Han's shoulders were in the rain. I don't know if it was an illusion. The chill condensed around him seemed to collapse suddenly. His back was straight, and he was standing in the wind and rain at a height of nearly 1.9 meters. But suddenly, he was a little dazed like a child who couldn't find a home.

Zhao Tianping was about to say something when Han Sheng turned around and walked into the rain.

The unhurried pace seems to separate two worlds from the people who are holding umbrellas and hurrying.

Han Sheng didn't mean to get caught in the rain, but he didn't think about the fact that it was raining at all.He felt calm and deliberate, he just finished his work and drove home as usual.

Standing at the door and taking out the key, Han Sheng stopped suddenly.

Go home, what kind of home are you going back to?

Isn't his home the duplex apartment of more than 200 square meters?

I obviously don't like the narrow space, when did I start to nest contentedly in this small house not much bigger than a bachelor's apartment.

A family living at the end of the corridor was about to go out. He glanced suspiciously at Han Sheng who was standing still at the door, and then he wiped the rainwater from his hair on his face, opened the door and entered the house.

The room was quiet, no one was there.

"It's probably gone."

Du Linfeng's words were like a needle, without warning, piercing through the film that Han Sheng had carefully covered himself for the past three days.

Leaning against the door, facing the oppressive silence of the room, he took out his mobile phone and dialed the number he should have called three days ago.

"Sorry, you called..."

An already guessed answer.

go away.

It's good to go, and the debt has been settled, isn't it just like what I thought at the beginning?

No one owes anyone anymore, they have all been paid off, both are settled, and they are leaving.

Go, I have to go too, go home.

Pack your things, leave now, and never have anything to do again.

Han Sheng randomly stuffed his phone into his pocket, changed his shoes quickly, and headed to the bedroom.The suitcase he dragged when he came here was stuffed in the corner next to the closet. Han Sheng pulled it out, spread it roughly on the floor, and then opened the closet, making a gesture to take out all his clothes.

But he was stunned suddenly, the clothes that used to be hung in the closet were always clearly separated, Li Fan's clothes were hung on the right, and his few clothes were hung on the left.But I don't know when it started, the clothes of the two men melted together like a converging river, and intertwined with each other.Before that, when he opened the closet, he didn't think it was wrong once.

Then, he looked around in a daze, then looked down at the box on the ground, and suddenly realized that the traces about himself in this apartment were no longer something that this small box could hold and take away. .

It's like stepping into a swamp, stepping on it without feeling, only to find that you can't move when you are about to leave.

He thought he was traveling lightly, coming and going freely, but finally he realized it later and fell into it.

I got stuck in it, but this piece of mud didn't want him anymore.

Han Sheng was suddenly out of breath. He tugged on his collar, and a small box fell out of his coat pocket.He leaned over to pick it up, opened the box, stared at the two interlaced rings, and suddenly felt a little funny.

For the past three days, like a fool, he carried this box with him, deceiving himself and others, waiting for someone to come back.

Since he was going to leave, why didn't he say yes from the beginning, so as to save him from doing such stupid things.

Han Sheng squeezed the box harder and harder, and then swung it hard, smashing the box to the corner.The two rings scattered in two directions, and when they touched the ground, they made two irrelevant crisp sounds.

He suddenly felt cold, and the rain-soaked clothes stuck to his body, making him shiver.He kicked away the box blocking his feet, walked straight out of the bedroom, found a bottle of wine in the cabinet next to the TV in the living room, uncorked the bottle, and poured it directly into his mouth without taking the glass.

Strawberry wine, faintly fruity, but not low in alcohol.

Li Fan bought it, and he said that although he couldn't drink it, it smelled good.When he said this, he looked like a little glutton waiting around the dining table to lick a drop of wine with the tip of his chopsticks, his eyes sparkling.

Han Sheng drank most of the bottle, his throat and chest were burning hot.

He became angry, why did he always think of that person, obviously he left so simply, without even saying goodbye.

"Goodbye, Ah Cheng."

Han Sheng's heart suddenly throbbed, and then he remembered Li Fan who was leaning on the wicker chair and looking at him with a smile.

He bid farewell, he sat alone in the wind, stopped those who were in a hurry, he said, goodbye, Ah Cheng.

I didn't realize it, I couldn't respond, I couldn't catch it, I turned around and left, leaving people in place.

Han Sheng stared blankly at his hands, as if a basin of ice water had been poured head-on, extinguishing the anger that had ignited somewhere in his heart, together with the heat caused by the wine, and then burned into chaos Tuan's thoughts all turned into remorse, creeping up his back belatedly.

With trembling hands, he thought, what am I doing again.

Why should I be angry, why should I be dissatisfied? I did something wrong, I hurt someone, and I forced him away.

He left without even a final goodbye.

Han Sheng suddenly rushed back to the bedroom like a madman. He drank too fast, his steps were a little unsteady, and his eyes were blurred.He almost knelt on the ground, tremblingly picked up the empty jewelry box, and then groped for the fallen ring on the floor bit by bit.

It can't be lost anymore, it has been wrong many times.

Almost, almost wrong again.

When he finally took out the second ring from the corner of the bedside table and put it back into the box, holding it carefully in his hand, he seemed to be drained of all his strength, and fell powerlessly to the corner of the wall.

Then he remembered that it was here that Li Fan fell on the ground weakly, with red marks on his face, but he still wanted to explain in a low voice.

It was also here that he smashed Li Fan's last hope with his own hands.

He wanted to get up, but bumped his head against the corner of the cabinet.The sharp pain unexpectedly made him feel better, so he raised his hand and slapped himself hard.

It hurts.

Pain is good, pain, will wake up.

That night, Han Sheng leaned against the corner of the wall, holding the ring as he did three days ago, but he couldn't close his eyes for a moment.

He knew clearly that the person who didn't forget to leave a lamp for him who came back late before leaving really left.