perfect life

When He Zihan returned to the Chen family's manor, Ouyang Feiwu and Chen Zeyu had just come out of the shower.

The two were wearing dark blue bathrobes, and the heating was fully turned on in the house, so they didn't have to worry about getting cold if they wore such little things.

Chen Zeyu smelled of body wash and shampoo all over his body, and his wet hair was still dripping—He Zihan saw a few ambiguous red hickey marks on his bare chest, and knew what they did just now without even thinking about it .

I suddenly feel a little disgusted in my heart, and I don't know why.

Chen Zeyu didn't notice the change in He Zihan's heart at all. Seeing that his hand was wrapped in gauze, he quickly grabbed the wound on his hand and asked, "What's wrong with your hand?! Didn't you say it's okay?!"

"It's all right, but we almost died together."

After finishing speaking, He Zihan glanced at Ouyang Feiwu who was standing silently, his eyes were piercing, as if he wanted to see something else through his body.

"Oh, don't look at Xiao Wu like that, it's not his fault, it's me who said I would take you out, don't blame him, you..."

Chen Zeyu seemed to want to explain, but He Zihan didn't want to hear it anymore.

"I already know that."

"what?!"

Chen Zeyu's eyes widened in disbelief, and he reached out to grab the corner of Ouyang Feiwu's clothes—every time he encountered something, he said to do that, because Ouyang Feiwu would help him solve all the problems, this was not just a Habits, this is the trace engraved in life.

Ouyang Feiwu calmly held a large soft towel, and while wiping the water from Chen Zeyu's hair, asked He Zihan, "How much do you know about the playground?"

"Well, there's Fan Geting's birthday, Fan and Chen's family want to get married, and Lu Senyang was almost assassinated."

When He Zihan said this, Chen Zeyu looked at him in a daze, he had already put aside the fact that he had not completed the task Chen Qiran gave him - the expression on He Zihan's face that was filled with grief but refrained from venting, That expression, which was many times uglier than howling and crying, suddenly made him feel itchy, as if he was being scratched by something.

"He Zihan, don't be like this. My brother did these things for your own good, don't blame him. Don't be sad, don't..."

"I didn't. If there's nothing else, I'll go back to my room first."

"Eh? You..."

"Aze, let him go."

"But, Xiaowu...he was so sad just now, as if he had abandoned the whole world. His expression, I..."

"Don't worry, Chen Qiran is capable of solving these things. He wanted to hide it at the beginning, but he just hoped that He Zihan would have a better time in Paris. Sooner or later, he has to explain things clearly, and let him solve it himself. .You go and change, let's get out of here."

Ouyang Feiwu dried Chen Zeyu's hair, kissed his earlobe again, and whispered in his ear: "It was so good just now, I really want to do it again."

"Fuck you! I'm not in the mood!"

"Oh? The person who was so interested just now is me??"

"Hmph! It's not like you haven't had a good time! Don't go too far, Xiao Wu!"

"Yes, yes, all right, let's go and change."

"Well. Shall we go find my brother or go straight to your house?"

"Stop looking for him. It's too troublesome. It's too far to go through the city center and then back to the outskirts of the city. You should be hungry. Let's go straight back to my house."

"Um... that's fine too."

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When He Zihan returned to the room, he saw the big bed where they had been having fun a few days ago. Looking at the sheets, he never felt that the bed was so dirty.

Thinking of those hickey marks on his body, those imprints left by Chen Qiran, He Zihan trembled all over.

It's just a shame!

After he handed over his whole body, the result he got was like this.

He tried every means to trap himself, and then went to that woman's birthday party—they might be engaged, married, and become good friends.

They are childhood sweethearts who played together since they were young, they are the prince and princess who are well-matched, they are an excellent combination of talent and beauty...

So what about yourself?

Is that person who hugged himself in his arms and said "ears and temples together" really Chen Qiran?

Is the person who was so gentle to me really the one I saw on TV?

He Zihan was confused, his brain was not very bright, and he always needed a lot of time to think about these things.However, this time, his brain was working extremely fast, and he understood everything in just a split second.

For the past 12 years, Chen Qiran has been thinking about himself.Ordinary people always have some chances. For a high-ranking person like Chen Qiran, he has been thinking about something for a year but has not been able to get it - the unobtainable thing is always the best.

Therefore, he tried every means to make himself fall in love with him. After he surrendered his body and mind, he didn't look back, and turned back into that lofty young master again. He was no longer an ordinary person, he belonged to the Chen family. heir.

He Zihan thought about it, and felt that he was ridiculous.

To slander him maliciously in his heart is just to deceive himself and others.

Only by envisioning Chen Qiran as the worst villain would he be able to escape from the love he has fallen into - it is still too late to withdraw now.

He Zihan knew that he couldn't afford to lose. If he fell in love with someone completely, he would never look at others more in this life. He had almost completely approved of Chen Qiran - but Chen Qiran let him down so much.

He didn't explain to him, didn't explain to him, he just arranged everything quietly and secretly, trying to establish an explanation relationship with Fan Geting without anyone noticing.

His dishonesty made He Zihan feel cold.

He Zihan couldn't accept Chen Qiran's betrayal of him, and couldn't accept the fact that the person he loved was such a duplicity. He could only use the fastest speed to describe Chen Qiran as a heinous person in his heart - that's the only way , I will feel more comfortable in my heart.

Just treat yourself as blind and misread, and that’s fine.

However, if that gentle and considerate Chen Qiran, if that Chen Qiran who loves him so much, is not what he thinks at all, He Zihan knows that he will collapse.

If even Chen Qiran is that kind of person, then in this world, who else can he trust? !

Who else is worthy of his trust and love? !

He Zihan was extremely exhausted physically and mentally, but he didn't want to lie down on the bed to sleep. There was no sofa in the room, only a chair that matched the writing desk.

The chair was hard, He Zihan sat on it the first day he came here, it was really uncomfortable.

It's all because the body is really tired, and the stamina of the anesthetic is starting to come up. Although it only hits the hand, the whole nervous system is more or less affected. He Zihan leans against the wall helplessly and sits on the ground—fortunately, the wooden The floor is not very cold.

Looking at the right hand wrapped in snow-white gauze, and knowing the appearance of the scar, He Zihan felt an urge to keep the scar on his hand forever.

This is an imprint, an imprint of Chen Qiran betraying him and hurting him.

No matter whether Chen Qiran really has anything to do with that woman, no matter what reasons he uses to explain what happened this time, it is his fault that he did such a thing without telling himself, no matter how much he said, it would be useless .

Even though I knew in my heart that Chen Qiran would not be sentenced to death for this matter, nor would I be accused of being a "liar", but this kind of occasional small deception and concealment will eventually disintegrate in the future. All the trust and love between two people, when the time comes, the rest will only be a lose-lose.

He Zihan leaned against the wall, and the cold touch from his back made him tremble slightly. He has always been afraid of the cold. Chen Qiran had told him before that he must never sit on the ground, lean against the wall, or bathe in cold water. Feet, can't drink too cold water, can't eat cold drinks casually...

At that time, He Zihan, who had never been taken care of so carefully by anyone, was full of puzzlement - why did this person treat him so well?

The feeling of being held in the palm of one's hand and cared for, the feeling of being truly cared for, from the words that enter the ear, to the depths of the heart, causing wave after wave of warmth.Even in the deep winter, you can feel the warmth.

I don't know if it was a psychological effect, He Zihan sat on the ground for a while, and gradually felt that his hands and feet began to become cold with the gradual loss of body temperature, without much warmth.

He Zihan curled up by the wall, hugged his legs, and rested his head on his knees.

Looking at the sky outside through the window, it was so gloomy, as if it was going to rain heavily. Did it indicate that something sensational would happen in this room later?

He didn't know what Chen Qiran would say to him when he came back.How would he explain it?

He Zihan didn't know whether he could still choose to believe in him. Chen Qiran always let him fall from the clouds to hell when he was the happiest.

More than a year ago, he was drugged by Chu Zhiang. After the two were forced to have a relationship, He Zihan was actually a little touched.Because at that time he understood that Chen Qiran was different from other people in his heart.

He originally planned to tell Chen Qiran what he thought when he woke up, but he left.

So what about this time?