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Xiao Ye left Zhao Xianghai's room and sat in the living room for a while.

He looked at the clock on the wall and looked a little dazed.

Zhao Xianghai's soft good night just now was still ringing in his ears, making Xiao Ye's heart tremble one after another.

It's been a long, long time, and he hasn't heard Brother Hai say goodnight to him so gently. He just wanted to take out his phone to record it, put it in the playlist, and loop the song crazily!

He stood up and went to the balcony.

There is a lot of traffic outside, and the flowing vehicles are like a splendid river of lights. The vision of the bustling city is in the background, which makes people feel at ease for some reason.Xiao Ye just stood on the balcony with a bath towel on, and took a deep breath.

He and Brother Hai had had countless sweet times.They traveled together, celebrated Lele's birthday together, and raised their daughter together. Every night before, they whispered in each other's ears... Even on the balcony where they are standing now, they used to be presumptuous Loving memories.

Xiao Ye's hands tightened.Thinking of those times, his heart was sweet and astringent.

Bewitched by his own heart for so long, only now did he realize that he loved his Brother Hai so much.

I don't know which idiot said that no one in this world can't live without someone.

It's like a person blowing anal gas in his mouth-farting one by one!

He couldn't do without Zhao Xianghai!

Asking him to leave Zhao Xianghai and not to meet or entangle with this person is more uncomfortable than asking him to die.

Maybe people are cheap, and they don’t know how to cherish what they have already got. Only those who have experienced the pain of loss, this kind of bloody pain that has been integrated into the body, can understand Cherish and love.

Xiao Ye gave a wry smile. After he had experienced the pain of losing Zhao Xianghai, he would not let him face Zhao Xianghai with a cold face.If he was asked to go outside to find new things, he would never want to go there again, and he would never want to let his Brother Hai suffer any more grievances.

"A friend is a friend, it's better than not caring." For a long time, Xiao Ye said to himself, "Anyway, as long as I love you, I will definitely chase you back. Brother Hai, wait for me."

The wind on the balcony was strong, making Xiao Ye shiver.

He walked back into the room and closed the French doors.

He walked past the coffee table, and suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a cup on the coffee table, Zhao Xianghai's cup of water.

Xiao Ye stopped in his tracks and froze for a long time, then looked around furtively.

Afterwards, he stretched out his hand, picked up the glass that Zhao Xianghai had drunk at night, and rubbed it gently in the palm of his hand.

He aimed at the spot where Zhao Xianghai sipped the water, put his lips on it, and took a sip of water slowly.

The man hasn't recovered yet, so he can only use this awkward and bitter way to relieve his extreme longing to be close to him.

After getting up the next day, Zhao Xianghai sent Xiao Lele to school, and then went to the company.

As soon as he arrived at the company, Assistant Wang's chubby face was full of red light, holding a large bouquet of roses in his hand, and walked in front of Zhao Xianghai with a smile like a chicken that had just laid a big egg on the farm: " Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Xianghai was in a good mood and joked casually: "Wang Zhu, which sweetheart are you giving flowers to?"

Assistant Wang smiled, and handed the flower to Zhao Xianghai: "Mr. Zhao, here it is for you."

Zhao Xianghai's eyes widened in fright: "Give it to me?"

"Yes," Assistant Wang blinked, "Mr. Zhao, don't be surprised. I didn't buy this. Mr. Xiao brought it to the company early in the morning and told me to forward it to you."

Zhao Xianghai let out a sigh, and let out a long sigh of relief: "Why did Xiao Ye send me flowers?"

"He said he left you a card." Assistant Wang pointed to a corner of the bouquet, "You'll know it when you read it."

The flowers had already been handed to him, and Zhao Xianghai could only accept them with some embarrassment.

He entered the office with the flowers in his arms, and took a look at the card from inside.

Xiao Ye wrote with his majestic and tough pen: Brother Hai, this bouquet of flowers is for you.No other meaning, you will feel dull after sitting in the office for a long time, look at this bouquet of flowers, you may feel better.If you really don't like it, you can throw it away.

He shrugged and smiled.

Xiao Ye's tricks are more than he thought.

I just agreed to start as friends with him last night, and today I came with flowers.

Zhao Xianghai shook his head, and wanted to throw the flower away. After seeing the variety and freshness of the flower, he felt it was a pity, so he simply placed it on a corner of the table.

Not to mention, there is a pot of brightly colored living things on the table, and I look up occasionally, and my mood really improves a lot.

Zhao Xianghai sat in the office until noon, seeing that it was almost time, he wanted to get up and have lunch.

But as soon as he stood up, there was a loud knock on the office: "Is Mr. Zhao there? It's me, Wang He."

Zhao Xianghai took off his glasses: "Come in."

Assistant Wang opened the door and walked into the office, but his face was not as rosy as before, but nervous and pale.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Xianghai asked in a low voice.

"Mr. Zhao, something happened." Assistant Wang walked quickly to Zhao Xianghai's desk, handed the mobile phone to Zhao Xianghai, and asked him to look at some photos on it, "The movie "Chasing the Wind" you invested in is being filmed, but Just now, the crew made a major mistake in their work."

Zhao Xianghai's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly raised his head: "What a mistake!"

"The staff of the crew made a mistake and caused injuries to the actors during the explosion scene. It is said that one of them has been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment!"