not a decent stand-in

Yan Yi said in a deep voice: "Wei Tianhan left the country in June and went to Europe, and there has been no news since then. The hospital in Zurich also has no record of Yindong's admission, only saying that he is a patient of Doctor King. And this Doctor Wang is Xiang Huai'en's college classmate, and his account received a huge remittance in April..."

"You want to say...it's Wei Tianhan who went back to China with Xiang Huai'en?"

Zuo Tong heard his heart hitting his chest, making a pounding sound, the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe.

"This is basically certain, and besides..."

Yan Yi's voice paused, his tone changed from his usual calmness, and he exhaled almost inaudibly, "I just received the news that there was an avalanche in the Jura Valley on April [-]st, and no one was found dead at that time. personnel, but the snow has melted in the past few months, and some items have been found, including a jade tablet..."

"What do you mean..." Zuo Tong almost used his willpower to ask this sentence.

Every word Yan Yi said was like a knife stabbing his heart.

"I have reason to suspect that Yindong was hit by an avalanche at the time, but at least we haven't found the body yet, everything is just speculation..."

There was no sound on the phone, Yan Yi was afraid that he would not be able to bear the blow, so he added, "Xiaotong, there are some things I can't say...but you believe me, Yindong is still there, he won't leave you... "

Zuo Tong was silent for a long time, almost choked up and said: "I don't believe he is gone, I don't believe..."

"I don't believe it either, so we can't mess around on our own. There are still many things that need us to do... I will return to China today, and we will talk about other things when we meet..."

After hanging up the phone, Zuo Tong was in a state of collapse.

His mind was blank, and he only remembered what Yan Yi said: "We haven't found the body yet..."

No, it's impossible, he doesn't believe that Xiang Yindong will die, he is clearly still alive in front of his eyes.

"Are you all right?"

Shao Lin came over worried, and saw Zuo Tong sitting on the stairs alone with his head buried between his legs, so he went over to call him.

"Don't touch me!" Zuo Tong suddenly raised his head and opened his hand.

After realizing it was Shao Lin, he breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes darkened, "Sorry, I thought..."

He couldn't speak, and once he thought of that person's name, his heart ached.

"What's wrong with you?" Seeing his pale face, Shao Lin stretched out his hand to help him up, "Are you feeling unwell, I'll take you home?"

Zuo Tong's eyes were empty, and he shook his head in a daze: "No, I can't go home..."

At this moment, he urgently needs alcohol to numb his nerves so that his heart will not be so painful for a while.

"Don't you want to buy me a drink? Go now!"

He grabbed Shao Lin's hand, his eyes were full of fear and pleading, like a drowning man, longing for someone to help him.

Shao Lin frowned, knowing that he was in a very bad state, so he didn't dare to provoke him: "Where is there a bar to go to at noon, how about I accompany you to the club bar for a drink or two?"

Zuo Tong nodded blankly: "Whatever, as long as there is wine..."

The two came to the club on the basement floor of the hotel, and Shao Lin ordered a bottle of red wine for him.

Zuo Tong took it and drank it almost mechanically with the bottle. Shao Lin was dumbfounded and quickly snatched the bottle away.

"Calvin! What are you doing!"

Shao Lin held the bottle of wine, frowned and said, "You can tell me if you are unhappy. If you are like this, even if you drink to death, what problem can you solve?"

"die……"

After drinking most of the bottle of red wine, Zuo Tong, who had just recovered from a serious illness, had bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

"It's clean to be dead..." He looked up at Shao Lin, with an almost hopeless smile on his pale face, "Do you know how my mother went crazy..."

Shao Lin didn't know what to say, so he shook his head.

"I miss my dad like crazy... Heh... You say I'm indifferent, but I'm just afraid that one day I will be like her..."

Shao Lin felt a little touched in his heart. Sometimes, perhaps only by losing his mind can he bear that kind of heart-pounding pain.

He unknowingly let go of the wine bottle in his hand, Zuo Tong grabbed it and drank it on his own.

Not long after, the two bottles of red wine had bottomed out.

Shao Lin knew that going on like this was not an option, and he was also a little anxious.

At this time, Zuo Tong's phone rang, and he leaned over to see that the name was Dongzi.

Intuition told him that Zuo Tong's appearance must have something to do with Xiang Yindong.

So I helped him pick it up.

At this time, Xiang Yindong was rushing to their hotel.

When he went back in the morning, Zuo Tong had already gone out. He asked Steven to find out that Aveo had a press conference today.

Not wanting to disturb Zuo Tong's work, he calculated the time when the press conference would end and rushed to the hotel.

Along the way, he was actually a little depressed.

Zuo Tong is a workaholic, he has always known it, but that person is obviously sick, he has a lot of things on his mind, and he has to go to work, which makes him very upset.

So, as soon as the call was connected, he just cursed: "Are you going to kill me! I really want to break your leg, I'm going to find you now, and I have something to tell you... No matter what you are feeling in your heart right now... Whatever you think, stop fucking me...I..."

"Mr. Xiang!" Shao Lin interrupted him, "If you break my leg, you may also be held legally responsible..."

"Fuck..." Xiang Yindong frowned, "Who the hell are you?"

"Shao Lin..."

"How do you use his phone?" Xiang Yindong frowned even more when he heard this, a ball of anger rose from the top of his head, and his hair was about to stand on end.

"That's not the point, I just want to tell you that he's in a bad state, you'd better come here as soon as possible!"

"Where are you?"

"The hotel club, he's already drunk a lot..."

"I'll be there right away, just keep an eye on him... But I warn you, don't get his idea, he's mine!"

Shao Lin was taken aback for a moment, he always thought that it was Xiang Yindong's evasion or rejection that caused Zuo Tong pain.

But obviously, he was worrying too much.

The possessive warning from the man on the phone made him laugh at himself.

Some people are born to bond with each other, and others are destined to be just passers-by in their stories.

What's not to like?

When Xiang Yindong arrived at the hotel club, Zuo Tong was already drunk.

Alcohol numbed his nerves and finally calmed him down.

At this moment, Shao Lin was sitting beside him, feeding him a cup of tea.

The posture of the two of them was somewhat intimate, Zuo Tong drooped his head, almost leaning against his chest.

Xiang Yindong couldn't bear it anymore, walked over angrily, and pulled Shao Lin away.

Zuo Tong was unsupported, and fell directly on the sofa, reeking of alcohol, delirious, and muttering something.

"Xiao Tong!" Xiang Yindong stretched out his hand to pull Zuo Tong up, but the person next to him raised his hand to block him.

Shao Lin's complexion was not good, he stared at Xiang Yindong and asked, "What did you do to make him like this?"

"What right do you have to question me?" Xiang Yindong frowned.

His anger at this moment was not so much his guard against Shao Lin, but his anger at himself.

Knowing that what Zuo Tong is most afraid of is powerlessness, she still has many scruples and refuses to tell him the truth directly.

He walked around Shao Lin, reached out to help Zuo Tong up, and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Tong, it's me, let's go home!"

Zuo Tong seemed to wake up suddenly, waved his hand away, and said with sharp eyes: "Go away, I... don't want to see you!"

Shao Lin shook his head with a half-smile: "It seems that I am not the one who is not qualified!"

Not to be outdone, Xiang Yindong hugged Zuo Tong's waist tightly and raised him up: "Whether he wants to see me or not is a matter between the two of us, what does it have to do with you?"

Shao Lin shrugged. It's not very good-looking for two big men to flaunt their tongues in public.

He reached out his hand to take out a card from his pocket, and stuffed it into Xiang Yindong's pocket: "The VIP suite on the 38th floor, don't you think, what he needs most now is rest?"

Xiang Yindong was slightly taken aback, the guarded expression on his face relaxed, and he said in a blunt tone: "Thank you... If Mr. Shao has nothing to do, please come back!"

Seeing the figures of the two people gradually disappearing at the top of the stairs, Shao Lin smiled wryly.

It seems that he has no choice but to accept this good person card!

In the VIP executive suite on the 38th floor of the hotel, Xiang Yindong threw the drunk Zuo Tong onto the sofa.

Then he went to the bathroom to get a wet towel and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

Poured him another glass of warm water, sat on the sofa, raised his head, and wanted to feed him.

Unexpectedly, Zuo Tong, who had finally been quiet for a while, suddenly stood up and knocked over the water glass he handed over.

With a muffled bang, the water glass fell on the carpet, and the water all spilled on Xiang Yindong's shoes.

The two people on the sofa suddenly froze and stopped in place without moving.

"What a drunken madness!"

Xiang Yindong got up and picked up the water glass, seeing that Zuo Tong's eyes were clouded and he didn't seem to be awake at all, he swallowed a breath of sullenness in his chest.

He walked over, trying to coax the drunk to sleep in the room.

The man kept pushing, not letting him approach.

He had no choice but to coax softly: "Okay, I know you don't want to see me, you go to sleep obediently, and I won't bother you, okay?"

Xiang Yindong felt helpless, he was fine last night, why is he acting like crazy today, completely losing his mind?

Zuo Tong muttered: "Go away, don't touch me, I don't want to see you!"

While curling up into a ball on the sofa, it was a gesture of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Xiang Yindong has no choice but to go to the room and get a blanket to put on him, wanting him to rest on the sofa.

Unexpectedly, Zuo Tong not only didn't appreciate it, but even kicked the blanket away.

This time Xiang Yindong was really angry, and a bad breath came up in his heart, he slapped Zuo Tong's butt angrily: "Damn it, you are so drunk, it really opened my eyes!"

He walked to the side of the sofa, couldn't help but hug Zuo Tong by the waist.