The Boss Is in a Bad Mood Again

The atmosphere in the car seemed to freeze, and the driver gave a "thump" in his heart, but don't start arguing in the car...

Although Han Yi is following Song Hou now, his awkward temper can't be changed. The driver knows in his heart that Han Yi sometimes seems to deliberately give Song Hou annoyance.

"No."

When the driver's nerves were stretched to the extreme, Han Yi's voice sounded, "I smell of perfume, I'm afraid you won't be able to do business when you go back."

He looked sideways at Song Hou, his voice indistinguishable from emotion, "I heard that Chi Yuan is pregnant, right? Her father probably wants you to go back and spend more time with her."

Song Hou's mood suddenly became very bad, and he let go of Han Yi's hand and lit the smoke: "I won't go back tonight, so I will accompany you."

"Oh."

Han Yi responded lightly and turned his head to look out of the window, as if there was something interesting outside the window that attracted his attention.

"you are not happy?"

"happy."

A perfunctory answer anyone could hear.

The car fell into a round of stagnant silence, only the increasingly intense smell of tobacco in the car let people know that someone was smoking non-stop.

But the driver can feel that the smoker is getting more and more anxious, like a wild beast that has walked to the edge of a cliff, and when it turns back, it is pursued by soldiers, but there is no way ahead.

Fortunately, when he arrived at the place soon, the driver stopped the car and heaved a sigh of relief. Soon Han Yi was grabbed by Song Hou and walked into the house.This is still the small villa that Zhou Yunshen bought, but only Han Yi lives here now, and Han Jingyun is arranged by Song Hou in another place. The father and son can meet once or twice a week, and the meeting time is decided by Song Hou.

The door was kicked open fiercely, Song Hou threw Han Yi into the room, and Han Yi, who was unsteady, fell directly to the floor, his body was hit so hard that he frowned in pain.

"Zhou Yunshen wouldn't treat you like this, would he?"

"Are you sick?"

Han Yi stood up and said coldly.

These words seemed to hurt Song Hou. He pulled his tie and said, "Don't think that I don't know what you're uncomfortable with. Isn't it just a matter of Zhou Yunshen being awkward? If you are awkward, he will die. Interrupted, feeding the fish in the sea!"

"He is a loser with me. I pretended to lose to him, and he really thought he had won. He took it lightly and trusted the Zhao family, so he lost you and his own life!"

"That useless person is just the soles of my feet for the rest of his life!"

"And you," he stepped forward and grabbed Han Yi's collar with both hands, met his eyes, and said with full of hostility: "No matter how dissatisfied you are, you are now mine."

He is like a hunter showing off his prey, both Zhou Yunshen and Han Yi are his prey.Han Yi's icy eyes did not change at all, as if he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

This angered Song Hou, he grabbed his shirt with both hands and pulled it hard, the buttons fell to the ground like water splashing.

Han Yi was very thin, his collarbone was like a hook, like a ecstasy, Song Hou rubbed his thumb, "You can only stay by my side like this all your life, never ever leave, even if I get tired of you, you Can't leave either."

Song Hou murmured like a demon, and there seemed to be a mocking sound in the air. Song Hou's mind seemed to explode, and he lowered his head and kissed the alluring collarbone.

The mobile phone in his pocket rang before his lips fell. The cheerful ringtone made Song Hou push Han Yi away irritably. He took out the mobile phone and glanced at Han Yi with a sense of warning. He walked to the window, and the moment he answered the phone, he His voice was so soft that water could overflow.

In front of Chi Yuan, he has always been a considerate and good husband, the most satisfied son-in-law of her father and even the entire Chi family.

"I miss you too."

Song Hou said softly: "Why don't you cherish yourself when you have a baby? Why don't you go to bed so late?"

Han Yi didn't bother to pay attention to Song Hou, went to get himself a glass of water, listened to Song Hou's baby calling Chi Yuan, coaxing Chi Yuan softly, and finally agreed that Chi Yuan would go back to sleep with her immediately.

"I'll see you again tomorrow."

Han Yi didn't speak, Song Hou said coldly: "I will find a way to get rid of that word on your body, don't leave some dead things on your body, it's bad luck!"

After he finished speaking, he walked away quickly. Han Yi tightened his hand holding the glass. The cold contact between the palm and the glass made him tremble. Some part of his body seemed to be hot at this moment. He put down the glass and walked upstairs to close it. The bedroom door, after carefully closing the curtains, he lifted the mattress and took out a thin photo album from under the mattress.

This photo album is DIY and can be added by yourself.This was done by Zhou Yunshen. The first one he opened was a group photo of him and Han Jingyun, Chapter 2 was of the three of them, and the next one was a sketch of him and his painting by the lake...

Han Yi's eyes overflowed with warmth, this is Zhou Yunshen's world, in his heart, he and Han Jingyun are the first.He flipped through the pages, hating so much in his heart, why are there so few photos of them?

"There will be one less shot in the future..."

"We haven't had a photo together yet..."

"Go back and frame it."

"Sign your life to me..."

Every word and every sentence of the past pierced his heart fiercely with a knife and a sword, causing him pain and suffering, but not letting him die.The one who stays is the one who suffers the most. He has to bear the memories of two people and suffer the pain of two people.I can't forget it until I die, I dare not forget it.

Dare not forget Zhou Yunshen who loved him so much, dare not forget the regret of life and death at that last glance.

After Song Hou returned here, he asked people to change everything here. The paintings hanging on the wall, the original drawings he and Zhou Yunshen sketched, and some photos were all thrown away. He secretly hid this photo album.This is the only warmth left in his life, a little bit of a faint flame, to warm the rest of his life.

Looking back and forth, the person sitting on the ground seemed to be possessed. He looked at the thin pages of photos again and again, and the tears fell more and more urgently. the name of his soul.

The deep sea formed by thousands of waters is freezing you?Are you alone, can you be lonely?Do you still want to miss me?Do you still hate me?

Han Yihu hugged the photo album tightly, let out a weird roar, and trembled slightly, he hated it, he made two decisions in his life, one time he was scared by Song Hou and left because he wanted to attack Zhou Yunshen, the second time The second time Song Hou forced Zhou Yunshen to hurt Zhou Yunshen, trampled his dignity as a man, and crushed his love under his feet.

But he was wrong the first time, and he was still wrong the second time.

He's been wrong all his life.When can he make the right choice for himself?Perhaps it was to exchange his life for a chance to choose.

As he thought, he hugged the photo album tightly, like a drowning person hugging a piece of life-saving driftwood.