The Boss Is in a Bad Mood Again

"Dad, are you cold?"

Han Jingyun asked with concern.

"not cold……"

"Then why are you trembling?"

The child does not understand his pain and fear at this time.

"I'll wait for you at the airport right away," Zhou Yunshen reminded softly, "City A is a bit cold, remember to put on a coat when you get off the plane, don't catch a cold."

"Well, wait for me."

Zhou Yunshen waited for the other party to hang up the phone in a gentlemanly way before hanging up. The moment he hung up the phone, he returned to his indifferent state, glanced at Han Yi and Han Jingyun, turned and left without saying anything.

The door was not closed, and Han Yi could clearly see that he left without the slightest hesitation, even the corners of his clothes that were blown by the wind looked so cold.

"Father, does Uncle Zhou have a fiancee?"

"Ah."

Han Yi rubbed his forehead, the last sentence he heard when he broke into their hot spring place was that he was going to marry Miss Ji soon, Ruan Ruan?It's her.

Ji Ruanruan, this name sounds really nice, Han Yi thought, she should be a gentle and lovely girl, worthy of him.

He felt pain in his heart, he thought, that's how it should be, Zhou Yunshen's life should be like this, to be the top of ten thousand people, to marry a gentle and understanding girl, to live a perfect life, he should be like this.

He was the one who lured him onto his path on purpose back then. It was originally a wrong path, a bad relationship, but now it’s over, and he’s back on the path he should have taken. Then his fork in life should also disappear. up.

Xiaodoubao was very happy to come back to live with Han Yiyi, and Han Yi was glad that Xiaodoubao came back after eating, so he didn't have to go hungry with him.

While sleeping with his son in his arms, Han Yi asked Xiaodoubao how Zhou Yunshen went to pick him up, Xiaodoubao recalled the whole process and said: "Uncle Song's people took me away at first, and I didn't know where to go when I got into the car. , Later, a bodyguard uncle sitting next to me knocked out the other two people, threatened the driver with a gun to drive to the place he said, and then I got into Uncle Zhou's car."

Zhou Yunshen had already prepared to take Han Jingyun away. Han Yi felt a little strange in his heart, whether it was joy or something else.

"By the way, we were chased by a car on the road."

Han Jingyun was obviously very impressed by this experience, and he was very excited, "There are people on cool motorcycles chasing after them!"

"It's just that they were all beaten back by Uncle Zhou's people."

It was the first time for Xiaodoubao to experience this kind of scene in a movie, and he said excitedly, "Dad, Uncle Zhou is so cool."

"Well, it's fine."

"Father, I won't go back to where Uncle Song is?"

"Not anymore."

"Are you going to be with Dad from now on?"

"Well, they all live with Dad."

Counting it, it has been almost two years since Xiaodoubao slept with Xiaodoubao, and Xiaodoubao was also sticky. Han Yi was so nervous that he hugged his neck and did not let go, hanging on his body like a little monkey at night.Han Yi hugged his fragrant and soft son, as if he had returned to the days when he lived with Zhou Yunshen before that incident happened. He was coaxing Xiaodoubao to sleep, and when Xiaodoubao fell asleep, he could watch it as soon as he went out. To the man waiting for him at the door.

The good times are gone forever.

The predicament that Han Yi had expected that he had nothing to eat the next day did not happen. Someone came to pick Han Jingyun to go to school, leaving him alone at home facing an empty room with white walls.

By noon, Han Yi was so hungry that he drank several cups of boiled water. He said that drinking water could last seven days, but he didn't know if he could survive seven days.Not to mention, if Zhou Yunshen knew that he was starving to death, would he take pity on Han Jingyun and raise him?

Han Yi's head was dizzy, his stomach hurt as if it was being ground with coarse sand, and he seemed to be floating in the clouds without touching the ground.

After being hungry all day and night, he had no strength left, and he fell asleep after lying on the sofa. He didn't feel hungry in his dream, but he woke up from the pain.

As if someone had opened his stomach and chopped it into pieces, he curled up on the sofa like a shrimp, his forehead was wet with cold sweat, his eyes couldn't see clearly, as if he would faint if he was weaker.Then he died in the gorgeous villa, and when Han Jingyun came back, his body was hard.

In a trance, he felt that someone touched his forehead, and when his body was empty, someone hugged him and walked out quickly. He was hugged on his lap in the car, and the hand brushed the broken hair on his forehead, just like in memory. gentle.

His hoarse voice called: "Yunshen... Yunshen, Zhou Yunshen..." He was crying, but subconsciously suppressed his crying, and the suppressed sound was piercing, like a drum being knocked by a mask. It's heartbreaking to hear.

"I miss you, I love you, Zhou Yunshen..."

He cried and released.

In the past two years, when facing Song Hou, he has to stand up, when facing Han Jingyun, he has to smile, when facing the camera, he has to show the emotions of the characters in the script, and when attending events, he has to Laughing, wanting to talk to fans gently, wanting to maintain the beautiful fantasy of an idol, but he can't have his own love, anger, sorrow and joy. He didn't even dare to cry aloud, because the house was monitored by Song Hou, and his Every move is under Song Hou's watchful eyes.

After two years, he was mentally exhausted, and every inch of his body was also exhausted, like a flagpole at the top of a city, blown by the wind and rain, and finally blown to powder by a strong wind.

He was crying, grabbing the clothes on the man's chest like a rope for a person about to fall off a cliff.

The man seemed to hesitate for a moment, then stretched out his hand to hold his hand, wrapping his wide palm around him, the warmth of his palm dispelled the coldness in his hand.

Slanting rain hit the car windows, leaving messy water marks.

Han Yi woke up in the ward, his nose was full of the smell of disinfectant, and his eyes were fragile white.He has always felt that the white eyes of the hospital make people feel like a fragile paper flower, and the more they stay, the more they wear down their will.

The nurse brought him medicine, and while he was waiting in a glass of warm water, Han Yi took the medicine and asked the nurse, "Where is the person who brought me here? Is he a tall, handsome man?"

The nurse tilted her head and thought for a while, "Are you talking about the two bodyguards standing outside the door?"

"No one but them?"

The nurse girl seemed to understand the two, she looked at him with pity, and although she couldn't bear it, she pronounced the sentence like a god of death, "It's just the two of them." After a pause, she seemed to want to divert Han Yi's attention: "Do you want to see them? ?”

"No."

Han Yidao: "I want to sleep for a while."

The nurse blinked and looked at him, hesitated, and said, "Your stomach problem means that you are starving, don't take your body seriously, and only by living well can you look forward to the future."

Han Yi opened his eyes. The girl had a delicate face, and there seemed to be a puddle of water in her black and white eyes, which was very touching.