the sky is warm

At this time, on a recliner in front of a floor-to-ceiling window, sat a gloomy man.

There is a steaming teacup on the table next to it, and a mobile phone placed aside. A little sunlight penetrates through the gaps in the leaves in front of the window, printing countless spots of light.

With gloomy triangular eyes squinted, he lay motionless on the recliner, seemingly enjoying the comfort of the moment.

That idiot Gao Cheng, although usually ignorant and irritating, is very easy to use at critical times, and he will never miss anything when he points.

The person on the recliner stabilized for a while, reached out to pick up the phone on the table, opened WeChat, stretched out his thumb and pressed the delete button on a picture, his knuckles were so hard that they turned white, as if it was not a phone, but a picture. human throat.

Here, Shen Lanyi's plane has already taken off, and he looks sideways at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window, his heart can't wait to fly to Han Bing's side.

"How much longer"?

"Coming"!

The plane finally landed, and Shen Lan walked out with her luggage.

There was something wrong with his car, and the driver had replaced it and was on his way.

He was answering Shen Lanyi's call while driving.

Shen Lanyi was wearing a white knitted sweater and a beige windbreaker over it today. Standing outside the airport hall, the wind blew his hair, and there was a tenderness that made people nostalgic.

He was carrying luggage in one hand and an exquisite gift bag in the other. It was a gift he bought for Han Bing. He hadn't told Han Bing that he was back yet, and wanted to secretly surprise him.

The mobile phone in the bag rang, and Shen Lan put down the luggage and took out the phone.

"What's the matter?" Shen Lanyi's voice was flat and somewhat alienated.

"Well, can you help me get something from the old house?" Gao Cheng shrank when he heard the indifferent voice, and scolded Gao Huan who called him just now a hundred and eighty times in his heart.

Damn, he hated the person on the other side of the phone the first time he met, and he didn't know why, he just hated it for no reason.

"How do you know I'm back?" Shen Lan was a little wary, his eyes narrowed.

"It's no wonder you didn't come back after seeing that photo..." Gao Cheng was very complacent at first, but finally thought that if this person came back and found out that he was the one who did it..., in the end he felt guilty and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"Is that so? You can't see me doing well?" As soon as Shen Lan found out, Gao Cheng had always resisted the fact that he came back to take over Sheng Mailun.

But he doesn't care about these, it's just a little boy who doesn't grow up, and he hasn't taken it to heart yet.

He just wanted to know how old man Gao knew about Han Bing.

"Why does grandpa know about Han Bing's existence?"

Gao Cheng on the other end of the phone did not expect the questioning to come so quickly. He shook the hand holding the phone and almost threw the phone away.

But he has always hated Shen Lan's high-ranking appearance, and he couldn't lower his status in front of him.

He clenched his phone tightly, and smiled sinisterly at the phone: "As the saying goes, if you want to be unknown, unless you don't do it yourself, the ghost knows who got it to grandpa. If you have the ability, you can check it yourself. What kind of skill is this suspiciousness?"

"I'll check it out!"

Hearing Shen Lanyi's calm voice, Gao Cheng vomited blood in his heart, he was really afraid that Shen Lanyi would go to investigate, Shen Lanyi really dared to do anything, his behavior was completely opposite to that face .

Thinking of this, he was a little irritable, "Will you help me get it!"

"I'm a little busy today, you go and get it yourself, I'm hanging up," Shen Lan wanted to hang up the phone when she heard the tone of voice that was similar to this person's personality.

"Just take it for me, are you exhausted?" Gao Cheng recalled the task that Gao Huangang gave him, and shouted a little depressed.

"Or, you can let your driver go."

Shen Lanyi held his forehead impatiently, "Okay, what do you want, I'll ask Tao Bei to get it for you."

Gao Cheng heaved a sigh of relief when Shen Lan on the other end agreed, and hung up the phone hastily after saying thank you.

"Hey, he promised to ask the driver to help me get my things, now you should tell me what you are going to do," Gao Cheng hung up the phone and immediately dialed another number.

"You don't have to know".

"Grass, what are you talking about...Hello..." The phone was hung up, and Gao Cheng was so angry that he wanted to jump up and kick someone.

"Mr. Shen," Shen Lanyi's driver, Tao Bei, drove another car and stopped beside him.

"what happened?"

"I don't know, the brake line is broken, I don't know who it is."

Shen Lan nodded her head to show she understood, "Oh, by the way, you go back to the old house to get a document for Gao Cheng." Seeing Tao Bei who was about to go to the cab, he suddenly thought of agreeing to Gao Cheng. accomplished.

Tao Bei frowned, before hesitating to speak: "Mr. Shen...".

"It's okay." Shen Lan had already sat in the cab.

Tao Bei had no choice but to give up, turned around and stopped a taxi to go back to the old house.

As soon as Shen Lan was driving, the gift she bought for Han Bing was placed in the passenger seat.

He glanced sideways, and there was a small box inside. Shen Lan couldn't help laughing at the thought of Han Bing's expression when he saw the gift later.

He turned on the stereo and hummed softly along with the song inside.

Turn a corner ahead and go straight for about one kilometer to his home, and another kilometer to the company.

Suddenly, a car from behind bumped into his car's buttocks. Shen Lan was startled and even turned the steering wheel to one side.

As soon as he turned to the side, Shen Lan was about to turn back the steering wheel, when a car in front of him rushed towards him, before Shen Lan had time to react, he stared wide-eyed at the car crashing towards him.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the man with triangular eyes stood up, took a sip of the cold tea in the cup, picked up the mobile phone on the table, and left.

Han Bing had just finished putting on makeup for a guest, twisted his stiff neck, and was about to wash his hands.

As soon as he lifted his foot, the phone in the corner rang desperately.

He picked up the phone, and the other party said something, and Han Bing suddenly froze there.

"What did you say..." Han Bing reached out and grabbed the skirt of his chest, breathing quickly.

"Where……"!

Han Bing's almost pitch-shifted voice came into the office from outside, Cheng Yue opened the door suspiciously, and saw Han Bing running out in a panic.

"What's the matter?" He took a few steps forward and grabbed Han Bing's arm, frowning at him. He had never seen Han Bing lose his composure.

"Lan Yi... something happened to Lan Yi," Han Bing was so anxious that he tore off Cheng Yue's hand and ran outside.

"Wait for me, I'll drive," Cheng Yue was startled when he heard that, rushed into the office, took his coat and ran out immediately.

When Han Bing and Cheng Yue arrived, the ambulance had just entered the gate of the hospital.

When watching the bloody man being carried out of the ambulance, Han Bing's legs softened and he knelt on the ground.

"Han Bing...Han Bing..." Cheng Yue pulled him beside him, and he stood up with Cheng Yue's arm.

The stretcher in front of him stopped somehow, and a nurse called his name.

Cheng Yue quickly helped him to the stretcher.

As soon as Han Bing approached, tears flowed out in a flash.

Shen Lanyi was lying on the stretcher, half of his face was soaked in blood, one arm was deformed, and the other hand was holding a small box, trying to lift it up.

"Lan Yi..." Han Bing wiped away the tears that had smeared his eyes, and reached out to catch them.

Just when he was about to touch that hand, the raised arm went limp.

"Lan Yi..." Han Bing suddenly felt empty, as if he was about to lose something. He looked at the ventilator on Shen Lanyi's face, at the nurse and the stretcher who were running wildly, and panicked for no reason.

Han Bing stumbled after him, seeing that Shen Lan was pushed into the emergency room, and the door was closed by the accompanying nurses. He held his terrified heart and gasped for breath.

Cheng Yue supported Han Bing to sit on a chair in the hospital corridor, and patted his back to help him breathe.

The red light in the emergency room was still on, and Father Shen arrived panting.

Han Bing sat there motionless, staring at the door closely.

Pa... The red light went out, the doctor opened the door and came out, and three people went up to meet him.

The doctor sighed and shook his head at them. Han Bing couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground.

Cheng Yue helped him sit on the chair and looked at him worriedly.

Han Bing sat dumbly, holding tightly the thing in his hand, which was a small, delicate box and a gift bag.

He has been sitting here for several hours, and there are people coming and going in the corridor, and everyone who passes by him can't help but look at him sideways.

He is like a squatting sculpture, no matter what the people in front of him say to him, he seems to be unable to hear, and he doesn't even lift his eyelids.

Cheng Yue walked slowly to Han Bing with red eyes, squatted down and looked at him, "Han Bing... cry if you want to cry... okay!"

Han Bing didn't move when he heard the sound, but only raised his eyelids, glanced at Cheng Yue, blinked, and looked around numbly, as if looking for something.

But he couldn't find it, so he stood up in a panic, with a high-pitched voice.

"Brother Cheng, look for it for me quickly..." While talking, he looked everywhere, on the chairs and on the ground.

Cheng Yue was a little confused, "Look, what are you looking for..."!

However, Han Bing seemed to be unable to hear him, so he just kept walking and searching.

Cheng Yue grabbed him, "Don't worry, I'll look for it, I'll help you find it..."

When Han Bing heard that Cheng Yue was going to help him find it, he quickly stopped, and dragged Cheng Yue to mess around in the corridor with him.

Cheng Yue took a few steps and realized something was wrong, so he grabbed Han Bing who was still looking for it in the distance and asked him, "Wait, what are you looking for...?"

Han Bing didn't say a word, he broke free and wanted to go far away, but Cheng Yue hurriedly stopped him, "You have to tell me what you are looking for,"

"And..." Cheng Yue looked at him, and asked him tentatively, "Do you still know who you are?"

Hearing Cheng Yue's question, Han Bing was also stunned, stopped and looked at himself, then at Cheng Yue.

That look seemed to be looking at an idiot, "I'm Han Bing...".

After speaking, he touched Cheng Yue's forehead, then his own, and said to himself, "Well, I don't have a fever...".

Cheng Yue: "...!"

"Then what were you looking for just now?" Cheng Yue stared into his eyes and asked cautiously.

"I'm looking for..." Han Bing thought about what he was looking for.

As soon as he lowered his head, he saw the small box he was holding tightly in his hand, and it suddenly froze.

He thought of the things in his hands, and also of Shen Lanyi's face soaked in blood.

His hands and feet trembled the moment the memory exploded.

Gradually, his legs trembled so much that he couldn't even stand up, and he leaned his back against the wall and slowly squatted down.

A sob overflowed from his throat, his Lan Yi, the Lan Yi who doted on him and loved him, that's it, gone?

just this!