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??The attitude of Mr. He, the leader of the He family, towards his children depends on their abilities and roles—except for He Pingsui, who can make him continue to feel guilty.

??He Rong begged Mr. He for a few days, and after being severely reprimanded, he finally managed to get a sum of money.

??At this time, Rongshen's stock market has fallen to the bottom, and the funds given by Mr. He only allowed Rongshen to escape bankruptcy. It is almost impossible to recover in a short time.

?? On Friday, He Pingsui simply left early after reading the report on Rongshen and Dianyue in the office.

??Everyone in the company knew that Mr. He would definitely leave early on this day, and he would be in a bad mood.

?? But no one dared to ask why.

??It was already afternoon when He Pingsui drove to the Lingshan Cemetery.

?? It was not Qingming day, and there were not many people in the cemetery.

??He Ping walked halfway up the mountain with Sui's familiarity.

??The front of the tombstone was cleaned very well, and the magnolia and pine trees planted a little further away were also trimmed neatly.

??He Pingsui gently placed a bouquet of white chrysanthemums in front of the monument.

?? The woman in the photo is gentle and beautiful, with a smile that can't go away.

??

?? Of course no one answered.

??He Pingsui stretched out his hand to shake away a grain of sand that fell on the stele.

??He is not a sentimental person. He will sit in this quiet place for half a day on this day at most a year.

?? He Pingsui didn't drive back to the city until it was completely dark.

?? The bustling city center broke through the silence of the afternoon. He turned the steering wheel and changed his destination.

??…

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??It was past ten o'clock when Meng Tinghe arrived at Nightingale. The doorman saw too many guests coming at this hour, so he bowed and opened the door for him.

??After seeing the gray magnetic card held by Meng Tinghe's fingertips, an envoy wearing a cheongsam immediately came up to guide Meng Tinghe.

??The 21st floor I went back to was the big stage where demons danced wildly. This time Meng Tinghe went to the [-]th floor.

??The twentieth floor is also a bar, but compared to the 21st floor, it is much more normal.

??Meng Tinghe considered his drinking capacity and safety, ordered a cocktail, and sat in a corner to drink it slowly.

?? Even if the twentieth floor does not have the chaos and extravagance of the 21st floor, there are still some scenes that are not suitable for children.

??Slightly sour wine entered his throat, Meng Tinghe raised his head slightly, and his gaze fell directly in front of him unconsciously.

?? In the booth in front, there is a couple kissing. A burly man holds the other man's head down and kisses them with forgetfulness.

??Meng Tinghe looked away after taking a look, and drank in silence.

??"one person?"

?? For some reason, Meng Tinghe's reaction was a little slow, and he paused for a while before turning his head to look at the person who made the sound.

?? A very handsome man sat in the booth next to him.Seeing Meng Tinghe looking over, the man smiled and said, "I just sang a song on stage."

??Meng Tinghe turned his head.

??The person who sang on stage just now?He didn't see it, he didn't hear it, it seemed...it wasn't his business.

??The man continued: "I noticed you when I was on stage. Why are you drinking alone and unhappy?"

??Meng Tinghe took another sip of his wine.

??The man moved closer: "Do you need my help?"

?? said to help, in fact, the eyes have expressed the meaning.

??Meng Tinghe shook his head, his voice was very weak: "No need."

??The man was a little disappointed, and wanted to ask a question, but Meng Tinghe added slowly: "And I don't like your type."

??The man simply didn't bother Meng Tinghe, shrugged his shoulders, and changed his target.

?? When he stood up, there was a small commotion at the entrance, which quickly subsided.

??Meng Tinghe glanced over there, only to see a tall figure walking towards him.

?? Finally sat not far from him.

??…

??He Pingsui ignored the few people at the door who wanted to block him from inserting his room card, went straight to the bar, ordered his usual drink, and sat in the corner.

??A handsome boy was about to come over to strike up a conversation with him. After seeing He Pingsui's face clearly, his expression was brilliant.

?? Can't afford to be provoked.

??He Pingsui saw it and pretended he didn't.

?? On the contrary, there was a person sipping wine sitting in the booth on his oblique right. The profile of his face looked familiar.

??…

?? A lyrical song began to be sung on the stage. Meng Tinghe frowned, realizing that something was wrong with him.

??He analyzed randomly. According to the amount of alcohol, he would definitely not be drunk, and the reminder was nothing, but there was a feeling that couldn't be explained.

??The couple sitting right in front of Meng Tinghe had already left, and the next seat was still a young couple.

?? But at the same time, what echoed in his mind was Meng Xingyu's phrase "Can't you be like a normal person?"

?? The wine glass was already empty, and he placed it on the table casually.

?? But the emotions in my heart didn't dissipate with the liquor entering my throat.

??Meng Tinghe estimated his situation and stood up.

?? After standing up, that strange feeling became heavier.

??His consciousness is fully awake, but the actions he made seem to be different from what he thought.

?? It was as if... what held him back had dissipated.

??No longer indifferent, uncontrollable, but real.

??Meng Tinghe originally wanted to turn around and walk to the exit.His steps were very firm, but unfortunately he deviated from the route as he walked, and even tripped over a long leg protruding from a booth.

??…

??He Pingsui was originally drinking with his eyes slightly closed, when he saw a person walking over straight up, it was Pengci.

?? Although in the end he stood firm.

?? He Pingsui frowned and looked up to see who it was.

??After seeing that face clearly, He Pingsui was a little surprised.

??It was actually Meng Tinghe.

"Sorry." Meng Tinghe stood firm, and slowly apologized to the person he hit.

??It was only then that He Pingsui noticed that this person seemed to be drunk.

??He Pingsui stood up and helped Meng Tinghe: "What's wrong with you?"

??Meng Tinghe heard him speak, raised his head to look at He Pingsui: "Ah, it's you, Mr. He."

??Clear eyes, clear speech, no problem with logic.

??He Pingsui looked at him carefully.

?? It doesn't seem to be drunk, but it's not strange.

??After the lyrical song was finished, the next song switched back to the disco style, and the heavy metal drums sounded heavily.

??Meng Tinghe's mysterious feeling suddenly intensified, and he unconsciously took a step forward.

??He Pingsui's arms tightened and hugged him.

??The moment they hugged each other, both of them were stunned.

?? He Pingsui thought distractedly, this seemed to be the first time they had physical contact.

??Meng Tinghe smelled the perfume and wine on the tip of his nose, and sensitively smelled some other smells.

?? It's like the breath that has been caught after sitting in the wild for a long time.

?? The two hugged silently for a while.

??He Pingsui came back to his senses, and said calmly, "Do you need my help?"

??Meng Tinghe tilted his head in his arms.

??The man asked the same question just now, so He Pingsui is really a veteran?

??He Pingsui finally confirmed that something was wrong with Meng Tinghe.

?? If he was normal, how could he make such a move.

?? Also strange like a baby.

??Meng Tinghe didn't speak, but turned his head.

??Almost all young lovers, male and female.

?? They held hands calmly and kissed without emotion.

?? The sadness and grievance in Meng Tinghe's heart surged up as if a switch had been flipped.

??He was letting his mind wander in this strange state, but He Pingsui endured it a little hard.

?? After all, He Pingsui was already in a bad mood today, and he was half drunk just now, and now he is still holding someone in his arms who can make his heart flutter.

??It is inevitable that there will be some bad ideas.

??He Pingsui watched the surroundings sizing up, sighed, helped Meng Tinghe, who was not quite right, out of the bar, went to the 37th floor, and entered his exclusive room at Nightingale.

??Meng Tinghe was lifted and slipped onto the sofa, blinked, put his hands on his knees, and asked He Pingsui: "What are you doing?"

??He Pingsui looked at him condescendingly: "Three options, you can rest here for one night, or send you back, or, go to the doctor."

??Meng Tinghe frowned and thought for a moment: "I shouldn't be sick, so I don't need to see a doctor."

??He Pingsui: "..."

?? Didn't find the point at all, okay?

??Meng Tinghe stared at his face, and suddenly said without thinking: "You are actually quite handsome."

?? He Pingsui was praised for no reason.

??Meng Tinghe threw himself on the back of the sofa and looked at He Pingsui without speaking.

??He didn't lie.

??He knew his sexual orientation a long time ago, but because of his temper, he has never been attracted to anyone. After confessing to his family, he is in a state of being unaccepted.

?? Lived for 20 years without falling in love.

??He Pingsui really poked him, at least in terms of appearance.

??All the grievances and hopes in Meng Tinghe's heart turned into concrete desires at this moment under the strange feeling in his body.

??He raised his hand and hooked the corner of Gouhe Pingsui's clothes.

??"Do it?"

??He Pingsui's eyes darkened.

?? Is he like everyone else?

??Meng Tinghe snorted a meaningless syllable, expressing his doubts about He Pingsui's lack of movement.

??He Pingsui bent down and pinched Meng Tinghe's chin: "Do you know what you're talking about?"

??Meng Tinghe thought about the consequences: "Remember to wear a condom."

??The lights in the room are not very bright, these words are whispered, but they are very seductive for no reason.

?? "Then do you know who I am?"

??——Are you drunk or awake?

??Meng Tinghe was a little puzzled why he asked nonsense.

"He Pingsui."

??The drunk person should be him, He Pingsui thought.

?? He glanced at his watch.

?? It's past zero.

??He Pingsui stared at Meng Tinghe for a few seconds, then bowed his head and kissed him.

??…

??…

??In the early morning, He Pingsui's cell phone rang several times.

?? But the people in the room have no free pick up.