I'm weak, I installed [Transmigration Book]

"Chun, what is this person talking about?" Lucas looked at Chun Leshui with a confused expression.

Not to mention that he, a foreigner, can't understand what Song Hanzhang is saying, even Chun Leshui himself doubts that he can't understand Chinese.

Every word Song Hanzhang said fell into his ears, but his brain couldn't understand it in one sentence.

He stared at Song Hanzhang for a long while before recovering his voice: "What did you say?"

"I said..." Song Hanzhang took a step forward, with an extremely serious expression, "Can I pursue you?"

He glanced at Lucas: "Like him."

Song Hanzhang admits that he is really selfish,? He clearly knows what kind of harm he has brought to Chun Leshui,? Even though he has no memory of the scene in the dream,? But Chun Leshui has indeed experienced it,? He I want to escape from myself, I want to stay away from misfortune, I want to live a peaceful and happy life.

Song Hanzhang knew it all.

So he originally just wanted to look at Chun Leshui from a distance, but people are greedy,? After seeing him, he would want to touch him and own him, even if Chun Leshui avoided him, he I can't control my desire to be close to him.

Especially when he saw Chun Leshui being so close to others, he was both envious and jealous,? He couldn't help thinking, could he do it himself?

Since he loved himself, since he was unable to fall in love with others, does that mean he still has a chance?

If he works harder, can Chun Leshui fall in love with herself again?

Whether Chun Leshui is willing or not, Song Hanzhang will not let him go,? He needs him by his side.

Chun Leshui frowned, he and Lucas were speaking in Mandarin X, why did Song Hanzhang know what they were talking about?

As soon as his expression changed, Song Hanzhang knew what he was thinking, took off the headset and handed it over: "Sorry."

He was wearing a headset for simultaneous interpretation. Although he was apologizing, he did not give any explanation for his behavior of eavesdropping on their speech.

There is a big one, I know I was wrong, but I will dare to show up next time.

Chun Leshui became angry for a moment, why did Song Hanzhang become so shameless now? !

He dragged Lucas around and left. Lucas kept asking questions in his head, who was Chun Leshui, what they were talking about just now, and whether the other party was his suitor.

"Chun, that person is still following us?" Lucas turned his head frequently.

Of course Chun Leshui knew that Song Hanzhang had been following him not far or near. He really couldn't figure out why Song Hanzhang would become like this now, peeping, eavesdropping, and following him, just like a pervert!

Although he doesn't have any substantive behavior, most of the time he is silent and quiet, but if Chun Leshui is not Chun Leshui, his behavior is simply creepy.

The two walked downstairs to the unit, and Chun Leshui let Lucas go up first.

His expression was serious, and Lucas also noticed something was wrong, and asked him: "Is this person harassing you? I can't leave you here alone."

"It's okay," Chun Leshui said, "He just treats me as someone else, I just need to make it clear to him, you go up first."

Lucas was dubious, and after Chun Leshui repeatedly emphasized that nothing would happen, he stepped into the unit building: "I still won't go up, if there is anything you want to talk to him alone, I will be in the unit building Wait for you."

Chun Leshui nodded.

When he turned around, Song Hanzhang just stopped in front of him. Although he followed, he seemed to be afraid of making Chun Leshui unhappy, so he didn't dare to go too far, and stood one meter away from Chun Leshui.

He looked at Chun Leshui, his dark eyes seemed to be stained with the halo of the street lamp above his head, giving off a shallow watery light.

Chun Leshui asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"

"I was wrong before, can we start over?"

"Mr. Song, I beg you." Chun Leshui made a stop gesture, "I have told you many times that I am not who you think I am. I know the police don't care about people like you." If you harass me again, I will directly contact the media to expose you! If your name appears on social news pages in this way, it will have a great impact on your group. I don’t need to remind you. ?”

He had no patience at all, and he didn't even use honorifics, as if he was extremely impatient with Song Hanzhang's frequent harassment.

Although he will never admit it, Song Hanzhang doesn't believe his words at all. He can feel that Chunle Water is Chunle Water. He dare not push people too hard, but Song Hanzhang also knows that if he doesn't step forward , He and Chun Leshui will never be possible.

He took a step back and stretched out his hand: "Excuse me, let's get to know each other again. I'm Song Hanzhang."

Chun Leshui looked at that hand.

Recently, due to the humid and hot rainy season, Song Hanzhang is still meticulously buttoning the buttons on the wrist of his shirt in this weather. Chun Leshui thinks of the few times he met Song Hanzhang. He will always wear shirts and trousers. He felt that the clothes he was restrained by now seemed to have been put on him semi-permanently.

He has changed a lot in three years, not only in dress, but also in character, he even learned to give in.

He quietly watched Song Hanzhang's hand hanging in the air, his knuckle fingers wrapped in light, but Chun Leshui remained indifferent.

"I don't think it's necessary." He turned around and left, not even bothering to stay on Song Hanzhang's body any more.

After that, Chun Leshui didn't see Song Hanzhang in the community for several days. He thought that Song Hanzhang had figured it out. After two days of relaxation, he saw the car parked in the parking space again.

Seeing him, Song Hanzhang, who was leaning on the car, stood up straight, with a small gift bag hooked in his hand: "I'm going on a business trip to country A these days, and I think this is very suitable for you."

Chun Leshui passed him without looking sideways, completely treating him like air.

Afterwards, he persevered in giving Chun Leshui several gifts and tried to ask him out, but Chun Leshui ignored them.

Until one time when Chun Leshui came home, he opened the door and saw a pile of shopping bags in the house, which included the basic necessities of the whole family, almost occupying the living room of Chun Leshui's house.

Chunruan said that she didn't know who sent it, and a bunch of shop assistants stood guard at the door. As soon as she opened the door, everyone put things in the room and left, which made her very confused, wondering what was going on with Chun Leshui.

Recently, almost everyone in the community knows that someone is chasing Chun Leshui. In the past, there were many people chasing Chun Leshui in country X, but every time Chun Leshui and the other party went back and forth on dates, and this never happened. Condition.

Chun Leshui stood quietly at the door for a few minutes: "Mom, give me the car keys."

"Are you going to find him?" Chunruan stepped over the things on the ground and handed the car keys to Chun Leshui. Seeing Chun Leshui's face was not very good-looking, she urged, "Talk to him carefully and let him take these Take everything back, but don't get angry with others, you know?"

Without saying a word, Chun Leshui grabbed the car keys and left.

With a sullen face, he went straight downstairs to Song Hanzhang's company, and slammed the car door with a loud bang, startling the passers-by who happened to pass by.

Chun Leshui walked aggressively with every step. He stepped into Song's building like a gust of wind, and was stopped by the access control gate outside the elevator. He took a deep breath and turned to the day before yesterday.

The lady at the front desk was immersed in her work when she suddenly sensed someone approaching, she quickly stood up from her seat, and looked at the approaching person with amazement.

The young man was so tall that she had to raise her head halfway to meet the other person's gaze.

The front desk lady showed a well-trained smile: "Hello?"

All Chun Leshui's anger was reluctantly put away when he saw the girl with a bright smile in front of him, but he was in a bad mood at the moment, and he couldn't smile back, so he could only politely nod: "Hello, I want to find Song Hanzhang .”

Almost no one would call Mr. Song by his first name. The front desk lady was surprised for a moment, but soon recovered: "Do you have an appointment?"

She asked and took the appointment booklet. In fact, people who have an appointment with Song Hanzhang would not go through the front desk at all. Important customers were received directly by other senior management or Assistant Song.

Before she could open the booklet, Chun Leshui said, "No."

"Sorry, I don't have an appointment—"

"Is he in the company?" Chun Leshui said, "Then please tell me that my name is Chun Leshui, and he should meet me."

He spoke very firmly. Although the front desk lady was a little puzzled, her professionalism still kept her smiling: "I'll call the General Secretariat for you and ask, just wait a moment."

"Thank you." Chun Leshui said.

upstairs.

There were only Song Hanzhang and his assistant in the office, and the assistant handed over a document: "Mr. Song, here are the materials for the meeting later."

Song Hanzhang tapped twice on the desktop, the assistant put the file on the file and was about to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Song Hanzhang: "Assistant Chen, you..."

He hesitated to speak, but the assistant turned around and said, "Mr. Song?"

Song Hanzhang didn't know how to ask, he had no experience in pursuing others, so he could only extract what he liked from the experience he heard from Jian Wen in the past, but what made people disappointed was that Song Hanzhang didn't even know what Chun Leshui liked ?

He tried to give gifts several times but was rejected by Chun Leshui. Yesterday, he happened to pass by the tea room and heard several employees discussing how to pursue others. One of them said that if he had money, he would learn from TV dramas. The overbearing boss, not seeking quality but quantity, sent gifts to each other's homes wave after wave.

When Song Hanzhang heard about it, he felt that this method was not feasible. If it was Chun Leshui, if he sent things to his home with such vigor, Chun Leshui would probably come to him and scold him immediately...

Isn't that great?

Compared with completely turning a blind eye to him before, at least Chun Leshui would pay attention to him.

So he didn't even pass through the assistant, and picked out many things overnight for them to send to Chun Leshui the next day.

But after the items were sent out, Song Hanzhang was a little nervous again. He wanted to ask his assistant what he should do in this situation. He needed someone to help him with advice in this regard, but he couldn't ask the words out of his mouth.

Song Hanzhang was afraid that Chun Leshui would come to him and that Chun Leshui would not come to him. He was clearly standing in front of him, but he kept denying and refusing. This feeling was really uncomfortable.

But Song Hanzhang wanted to see him again.

Song Hanzhang couldn't help thinking, was it the same torment when Chun Leshui kept chasing after him before?

Facing the assistant's probing eyes, Song Hanzhang finally said nothing. The phone rang, which was the medicine reminder set by Song Hanzhang. He asked his assistant to pour him a glass of water.

Song Hanzhang looked at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, it was already afternoon, if Chun Leshui hadn't come yet, wouldn't he come?

As soon as the assistant went out, the secretary dialed in on the back: "Mr. Song, the front desk said that there is a gentleman surnamed Chun downstairs who is looking for you—"

Before he finished speaking, the secretary heard a clattering sound from the receiver, as if Mr. Song had knocked over something.

She turned her head a little strangely, but unfortunately the door to the president's office was closed and she couldn't see anything.

The phone was quiet, and the secretary couldn't help reminding: "Mr. Song...?"

"Let him come up." After a while, Song Hanzhang's voice came out. I don't know why the secretary felt that Mr. Song's voice seemed a little nervous?

She said hello, and was about to hang up the internal line when she was stopped: "Let him come up by the special elevator."

The president's special elevator is closer to the office, and there will be no frequent people going up and down the stairs, so it won't waste time. Song Hanzhang has a meeting coming up soon, and he wants to see Chun Leshui before the meeting.

In the president's office, which is separated from the general secretariat by a wall, Song Hanzhang's desk was sprinkled with a table of pills.

He panicked and put all the medicine back into the medicine bottle. Before he could pack it up, the secretary had already knocked on the door of the office: "Mr. Song, Mr. Chun has arrived."

There was no response for a long time, and when the secretary was about to knock on the door again, the impatient Chun Leshui had already pushed the door open.

The moment he entered the door, Song Hanzhang quickly closed the drawer, Chun Leshui didn't notice this, he strode into the office, before Song Hanzhang stood up, he had already walked to the desk.

Chun Leshui put both hands on the table, leaned over to look at Song Hanzhang, with some coldness in his eyes: "What do you mean?"

Song Hanzhang stared at him from below for a moment, then slowly got up, the two looked at each other at the same level, he didn't find any reason for his behavior, and said bluntly: "I just want to see you."

"Why can't you let me go?!" Chun Leshui was so pestered by him that he almost lost his temper. He even wanted to directly admit his identity and tell Song Hanzhang that he didn't want to see him, and didn't want to have any contact with him.

But Chun Leshui couldn't.

As for his question, Song Hanzhang stared at Chun Leshui, and answered with silence.

He couldn't do it, but Chun Leshui would be even angrier if he said it, so he kept silent.

Chun Leshui met his eyes for a long while, nodded, and retreated from the desk with his hands back.

【Okay, can't you hide from me if you can't provoke me?I will be in country X tomorrow. 】

Song Hanzhang was stunned for a moment, he strode out from behind the table and grabbed Chun Leshui's wrist who turned away.

He was breathing slightly short of breath.

He didn't actually hear any of Chun Leshui's inner voice, but from Chun Leshui's expression at that moment, he could see his thoughts.

The body was even faster than the brain's instructions, and stopped the other party first.

"Don't go." Song Hanzhang was silent for a long time after finishing speaking, and when Chun Leshui wanted to get rid of him, he whispered to stay, "Please."

These three words were very soft, and there was an imperceptible tremor in his voice, and the office froze after he finished speaking.

At that moment, Chun Leshui was so shocked that his mind was filled with only one sentence——

He is so humble.

Even though he knew clearly from Song Hanzhang's constant entanglement that he had changed, the three words of showing weakness still made him unable to recover for a long time.

"I'm not the person you're waiting for." Chun Leshui lowered her eyes, her tone calm and unwavering.

From the reunion to the present, what Chun Leshui said to Song Hanzhang the most was his refusal to admit his identity.

Song Hanzhang didn't believe it, he approached Chun Leshui day after day, Chun Leshui knew he didn't believe it, but he still repeated similar words tirelessly.

Because Chun Leshui knows that once he admits it, it means that he has softened his heart towards Song Hanzhang, and if he really softens his heart, then his past efforts and efforts will be like a joke. He tried everything to break free from the shackles of fate, but he Can't escape the shackles called "Song Hanzhang"?

This is not just a game between him and Song Hanzhang, it is also a game between Chun Leshui and himself, and he doesn't want to admit defeat.

"Chun—"

Song Hanzhang was about to speak when an assistant knocked on the door and came in: "President Song, your water, after taking the medicine, let's go to a...meeting..."

The assistant's voice became smaller and smaller. He was holding a water glass and stood dumbfounded at the door, his eyes fixed on Chun Leshui's face.

"Go out." Song Hanzhang glanced over.

The assistant didn't dare to say a single extra word, Ma Liu turned and left.

There were only the two of them left in the room. Song Hanzhang opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. He couldn't refute Chun Leshui's words. He had no evidence to prove that Chun Leshui was. He could only pretend that nothing happened and nothing happened. Back to the previous topic.

"Will you not go?"

After Chun Leshui stopped talking, he didn't speak anymore, just holding his hand, the two stood silently, Chun Leshui suspected that if he didn't say or do something, Song Hanzhang could stand here with him forever .

He had a headache: "Boss Song, you're embarrassing me like this."

knock --

As soon as he finished speaking, the assistant cautiously reminded him outside the door: "Mr. Song, the afternoon meeting is waiting for you."

"It's time for you to go to the meeting." Chun Leshui said.

"Will you go?"

"Of course, I won't stay with you."

"Then will you go back to Country X?"

Chun Leshui looked at him in the blink of an eye, and sneered: "Then it has nothing to do with you."

Song Hanzhang held him tight: "Chun Leshui..."

Chun Leshui raised his hand to interrupt him, he was a little tired of dealing with Song Hanzhang: "I will return all the things you sent to our house. Mr. Song, please let me go."

There was tiredness in his voice, as if he was extremely tired.

"I'm sorry," Song Hanzhang said, as if he was always apologizing after the reunion, always saying sorry, "but I can't do it."

He looked at Chun Leshui: "Even if you go back to Country X, I will go find you."

After saying this, he let go of Chun Leshui and left the office for a meeting.

Chun Leshui was the only one left in the huge office. He let out a long sigh, took a step back and propped himself on the edge of the desk, and pinched the space between his brows wearily.

Song Hanzhang is so difficult, which makes Chun Leshui feel tired.

He rested for a while, adjusted his mood, and accidentally knocked down the photo frame on the table when he got up.

Chun Leshui felt that he didn't even have the strength to hold up the photo frame at the moment, and sighed in his heart, while reaching out to straighten the photo frame... The photo that he vaguely glanced into from the corner of his eye was the family portrait he took with his grandfather back then, and his hands moved slightly After a pause, he struggled for a few seconds before picking up the photo frame.

He regretted it the next second.

In the photo, he and his grandfather were all smiling, while Song Hanzhang's face next to him was smeared out with a pen.

Chun Leshui raised her hand to support her forehead, and rubbed her temples with her thumb and middle finger, but her eyes were narrowed, and she involuntarily fell on the photo frame held in the other hand.

It took a long time in the silent office before a soft sigh sounded.

"forgive me."

When Song Hanzhang returned to the office after the meeting, Chun Leshui had already left.

Although this was expected, Song Hanzhang was still a little disappointed. The office was empty, and there was no difference from before he left, except that one important person was missing.

He sat on the office chair in a daze for two seconds, straightened the photo frame that had been knocked crooked at some point, and stared at Chun Leshui's smiling face in the photo for a moment before turning his eyes away and getting into his work.

He would still go downstairs to Chun Leshui's house, but after this incident, the relationship between the two not only did not advance a step, but retreated to before he mustered up the courage to say that he wanted to pursue Chun Leshui.

Song Hanzhang said that he would not let go, but in fact he didn't dare to take a step forward, because he was afraid that he would really push people into a hurry, and Chun Leshui would leave everything behind.

As long as he doesn't do anything out of the ordinary and doesn't bother Chun Leshui, Chun Leshui won't make any noise.

It's just that they didn't know that in countless late nights, when Song Hanzhang was sitting in the car looking upstairs or Chun Leshui was standing by the window looking downstairs, the other party was also looking in his direction.

The two sides maintained a delicate balance in this silence, until Song Hanzhang took the initiative to break this illusion of calm again.

"Song Hanzhang, you blocked me for a few months—?"

During the work break, Jian Wen broke into the door suddenly, and the secretary followed behind Jian Wen with a look of panic: "I'm sorry Mr. Song, Mr. Jian..."

Song Hanzhang raised his head from the table, first glanced at Jianwen, then gave the secretary next to him a wink and let her go out.

Jian Wen put her hands on the edge of the desk: "Are you really planning to break up with me? Didn't I apologize to you? Why are you so narrow-minded?"

Song Hanzhang glanced at the documents in his hand without even raising his head: "I forgot."

He was answering Jian Wen's words when he entered the door. The two words blocked Jian Wen's temper, pointing at him and turning all the curse words around his lips before being swallowed back.

Jian Wen dropped the sentence "I'm too lazy to argue with you", picked a bottle of wine from Song Hanzhang's wine cabinet, and knocked on his desk with two wine glasses between his fingers: "Stop working, come and drink with me .”

He walked to the sofa in the reception area and sat down. The wine was poured and no one came over. Jian Wen looked up and saw that Song Hanzhang was still sitting on the chair, maintaining the posture of handling work without moving.

Jane Wen clicked her tongue: "It's boring."

He took the glass and drank it by himself.

After finishing the important work at hand, Song Hanzhang called his assistant to explain a few words before getting up and sitting opposite Jian Wen. By this time, Jian Wen had been sitting alone in his office drinking for more than an hour.

"Are you done?" He asked Song Hanzhang.

Song Hanzhang nodded, held the wine glass and stretched out his hand, Jian Wen leaned over and touched him lightly, complaining about him: "Although you didn't talk much before, you could still say a few words, but now you're like a boring gourd, and I'm the only one who still talks about it." I can stand you. If I can't find someone to drink, I won't come to you."

Song Hanzhang glanced at the table, he sat here for a long time and actually finished a bottle of wine by himself.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Didn't you poke my lung tube before, saying that I was not clear with that little bastard Jian Dao?" Jian Wen leaned on the sofa like a master, with his long legs crossed, his arms resting on the backrest, and he was holding the wine glass Pointing at Song Hanzhang, "I came today to tell you that I'm done with him."

Song Hanzhang raised his eyes: "Congratulations."

"Yes." Jian Wen nodded, looked out the window and remained silent for a moment, "Congratulations, I finally got rid of that little lunatic."

He drank half a glass of wine in one gulp, and said to Song Hanzhang, "So you have to accompany me tonight, and you won't go home until you're drunk."

The two fought from the office to the clubhouse. Song Hanzhang hadn't drank so much alcohol for a long time. He was a little dizzy, but he was still sober than Jian Wen who was drunk and dragged him home from the clubhouse.

I came here occasionally before, and there are still some traces of Jiandao's existence in Jianwen's house, school textbooks or sportswear littered on the sofa, but now these things have disappeared.Song Hanzhang himself was in a mess during the time when Jian Wen's family had an accident, and he hadn't contacted him for a long time, only knowing that Jian's father passed away suddenly.

Later, when Jian Wen came to him, Song Hanzhang found out that Jian’s father was pissed off. He didn’t hide the fact that Jian Wen was forced by Jian Dao. A lot of painstaking efforts have been put into him, and even Jane's acquiesced to leave it to Jiandao.

As a result, his own son was promiscuous, and Jian's father's blood pressure immediately rose from anger. What made Jian Wen even more amused was that the youngest son, who had been favored by Jian's father for so many years, had no blood relationship with him at all. It was his first love and Children born to other men.

So Jian's father didn't come up in one breath, and Jian Dao was so angry that he died on the hospital bed.

After that, Jian Wen inherited the Jian family, and cleaned up all the illegitimate children left by Jian's father, including Jian Dao, who had nothing to do with his Jian family, was also kicked out, but later he returned to Jian Wen's side .

As for the details, Jian Wen didn't say anything, and Song Hanzhang was not curious, but only knew that the relationship between the two had been entangled for several years.

There was a strong wind blowing outside the house, and the leaves crackled against the window glass. Song Hanzhang endured his drunkenness and threw Jian Wen on the bed, planning to call someone to take care of him.

Before the phone call was made, there was a banging on the door downstairs. Song Hanzhang went downstairs to open the door. Jian Dao, who was more than 1.9 meters tall, stood upright at the door with a sullen face, and there was a suitcase standing beside him.

He was stunned when he saw Song Hanzhang, and ran upstairs.

Song Hanzhang turned around and walked to the sofa in the living room to sit down. He drank too much wine with Jian Wen and had a headache. He leaned back on the sofa and called his driver instead.

After he got in the car, he closed his eyes and rested his mind. When he arrived at the place, he found that the driver had pulled him downstairs to the company. Song Hanzhang had indeed spent most of the past three years in the company. He almost regarded the office as his home.

But now he has a new destination, but he forgot to tell the driver when he got in the car.

"Go to Haiyue Mansion." Song Hanzhang said.

The driver turned around and drove to the community where Chun Leshui lived.

Thunder and lightning flashed outside the window, and the wind howled, obviously a rainstorm was brewing.

Before getting out of the car, the driver handed him the umbrella on the car, but Song Hanzhang didn't want it. No matter what the weather is today, he is in his own state after drinking, so it is not suitable for him to stay in the car. He only plans to watch it downstairs at Chunle Shui's house. After a few glances, he went to rest next door.

Song Hanzhang bought a second-hand house in Haiyue Mansion, which is the unit building next door to Chunle Shui's house, but he has never lived in it.

He opened the car door and was about to get out of the car, when he suddenly saw two figures coming out of the community, they were Chun Leshui and Chu Lin, and Song Hanzhang stopped when he got out of the car.

He slowly retracted his foot, closed the door, and lowered the small half of the window.

Chun Leshui and Chu Lin stood waiting for the car not far away, and did not notice this strange car parked outside the gate of the community.

"Brother..."

The sound of the wind blowing Chun Leshui got into the gap of the window. Song Hanzhang in the back seat opened his eyes slightly when he heard this name. He looked at Chun Leshui for a moment, but couldn't hear what he said to Chu Lin. , the only name in my mind.

Not long after, a white car pulled up, Chu Lin got in the car and left, Chun Leshui stood on the side of the road and waved goodbye to him, and turned and walked home until the car disappeared.

At that moment, Song Hanzhang wanted to catch up with Chun Leshui regardless, and asked him why, why he was clearly Chun Leshui, and he didn't hide it when facing Chu Lin, but he was unwilling to admit it in front of himself.

But Song Hanzhang didn't dare, he was afraid that Chun Leshui would ask him back - what do you think?

He knew the answer, but he couldn't face it.

Song Hanzhang could only silently follow behind him, almost staring at him upstairs with red eyes.

Song Hanzhang didn't get in the car, but leaned on the front of the car and looked up at the floor where Chunle Shui's house was located.Their house is relatively tall. In fact, Song Hanzhang doesn't know which floor he is looking at every time, but no matter which floor it is, as long as he knows that there is Chunle Water upstairs, he will feel at ease.

But today, perhaps because of alcohol eroding his mind, or perhaps being stimulated by Chun Leshui's address to Chu Lin just now, Song Hanzhang felt more and more wronged, jealous, remorse, and unwilling...Anyway, his heart was heavy, making his eyes warm.

He really wanted to ask Chun Leshui why, why not give him a chance?

Today is Friday, after work, Matthew and Chunruan ran to the surrounding area of ​​Shencheng to swim through the two-person world for two days, and threw all the cubs and dogs at home to Chun Leshui.

This kind of thing often happened in Country X before, and Chun Leshui was used to it.

After sending Chu Lin away, he returned home and gently opened the door of the master bedroom. The human cubs in the crib slept soundly, and the border shepherd under the bed also slept soundly.

He went in and closed the window, ready to take a shower before taking Alice to his room.

Coming out of the bathroom, Chun Leshui followed the sound of the incoming call and found his mobile phone on the dining table. The call happened to hang up one second before he picked up the mobile phone. This strange number called him three or four times in the past ten minutes. Telephone.

Chun Leshui was a little puzzled, wiped her dripping hair, and pressed the callback.

The phone rang for a long time, and the other party only connected when Chun Leshui was about to hang up, but there was no sound.

"Hello?" Chun Leshui called out, but the other side was quiet. He glanced at the call page and gave another hello, but he still didn't get any response, only the whirring of the wind.

Suddenly, Chun Leshui felt blessed. He cut off the phone and pushed open the balcony door to go out. From a distance, he could see Song Hanzhang put down his hands.

The lightning and thunder stopped, and two drops of rain drifted into the balcony and fell on Chun Leshui's face. He retreated to the living room, went to the bathroom to dry his hair, and waited for Chun Leshui to turn off the hair dryer before he realized that it was already raining heavily outside. Swish, swish, just by hearing the sound, one could tell that it was raining heavily tonight.

After arranging Alice to his room, Chun Leshui walked slowly to the window.

The rain curtain was dense, washing the streets where people came and went during the day, and the street lamps fainted in the rain, and all the objects exposed to the rain were outlined in a vague outline, including Song Hanzhang, who was leaning on the car body with his head down.

Chun Leshui really wanted to call Song Hanzhang sick for not going home or getting in the car under such heavy rain.

But it happened to be such a pitiful figure, which always lingered in Chun Leshui's mind, making him absent-minded when playing with his mobile phone, and only returned to his senses after receiving several messages from Chu Lin one after another.

"Brother..." Chun Leshui pressed the voice button, struggled repeatedly and canceled it.

After a while, he still couldn't hold back, pressed the keyboard, and told Chu Lin about being entangled by Song Hanzhang after returning to China.

Chun Leshui's message is actually very instructive. He didn't mention his feelings and moods throughout the whole process, but simply reported Song Hanzhang's irritating behavior. Individuals would scold Song Hanzhang a few words when they saw these contents, and then let Chun Leshui careful.

He just hoped that Chu Lin would stop his soft-hearted self at the moment.

After the news was sent, Chun Leshui got up, opened the curtain and looked out.

The downstairs was empty, except for a few cars parked on the side of the road, there was no one.

Song Hanzhang was gone, which was obviously a good thing, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, and instead became more irritable.

It’s like when you saw a poor puppy by the side of the road, followed you all the way and wanted you to take it home, but you struggled all the way for various reasons, and when you finally gritted your teeth and decided to take it back first, you turned your head There was no trace of the puppy behind him.

Chun Leshui is feeling the kind of remorse now, blaming herself for meddling in her own business.

The new message reminder and the doorbell sounded at the same time. Chun Leshui asked "Who is it?" and put on his shoes to open the door, while unlocking the phone and entering the chat page with Chu Lin.

Chu Lin did not keep him away from Song Hanzhang as he thought. It can even be said that after reading Chun Leshui's complaint, he told him something that happened after his death.

Chun Leshui browsed quickly, and stopped suddenly when he saw the word suicide.

He looked at the closed security door in front of him, and vaguely guessed who was behind the door.

Chun Leshui looked at the doorknob that was close at hand, reasoned in his mind, and told him not to open the door.

Once this door is opened, all his past refusal to evade, all his efforts and efforts to stay away from Song Hanzhang will be destroyed.

Obviously the person who dared not speak even after the phone was connected, but now he kept ringing the doorbell of his house. In the silent night, the doorbell was so loud that it seemed that it couldn't cover the sound of the showers outside.

Even Bian Mu, who followed Chun Leshui to the door, became vigilant and barked at the door.

Three voices stacked together, urging him, forcing him to press down on the doorknob to seek a moment of tranquility.

Song Hanzhang stood outside the door, water was dripping from the tips of his hair to the corners of his clothes, and the place where he was standing on the ground had gathered small puddles of water.

He didn't have the killing and decisiveness in the company, he didn't have the arrogance in the mall, and he wasn't even as free and easy as he was a few years ago.

Like a dog that has been drenched in water, with wet hair hanging from the corners of its eyes, it is extremely embarrassed.

But his pupils, which were as dark as lacquer, were shining with light.

"Song Hanzhang..." Chun Leshui was so tired, maybe it was when he knew that Song Hanzhang was addicted to the past and couldn't get out, maybe it was under Song Hanzhang's attack day after day, or maybe it was because he saw the photo on Song Hanzhang's desk At that moment, or perhaps after he learned that he committed suicide, Chun Leshui was doomed to fail.

He will be defeated by his soft heart and Song Hanzhang's bottomless show of weakness.

"What the hell are you trying to do—"

All the rest of the words were drowned in Song Hanzhang's sudden kiss.

He rushed in like a mad dog, held Chun Leshui's face and threw him against the wall, and pressed him down without giving Chun Leshui a chance to react.

The chests of the two were tightly stitched together, he was covered in water, and his whole body was cold, whether it was the two hands holding Chunle Shui's chin, or the lips that were still sticking to his mouth, they were all cold, and even trembling. .

It was only after such a close contact that Chun Leshui smelled the strong smell of alcohol between his lips and teeth that had not been washed away by the rain.

Chun Leshui stretched out his hand to push him, even though Song Hanzhang was pushed back half a step, he didn't let go of Chun Leshui, and stuck close to him in the next second, and stuck the tip of his tongue while he was about to open his mouth to speak.

He was trembling even for breathing, like a drowning man grabbing a straw, trying to draw warmth from Chun Leshui with all his might.

Under the breath of blending, is the smell of blood spreading in the mouths of the two.

Chun Leshui bit the corner of his mouth, and when Song Hanzhang shrank in pain, he pushed him away violently.

Song Hanzhang bumped into the porch cabinet behind him, making a loud noise.

Bian Mu has been barking at him at the side all the time, it seems that even the air does not welcome him in this house.

Song Hanzhang's chest heaved up and down: "I