boss please let me go

Su Han felt his head was burning hot, his whole body was weak, and the air seemed to be on fire, and there was a burning pain in his lungs when he inhaled it.

Half-dream and half-awake, Su Han seemed to see a face, such a familiar face, but it instantly turned into nothingness when he stretched out his hand.

It turned out that it wasn't him, he didn't come, it was just his own hallucination, Su Han puckered his mouth childishly after waking up, trying not to let himself cry.

The feeling of emptiness in his heart was about to swallow him up, and he knew he had a fever because of the cold wind on the window sill last night.

It's just that I don't want to move, I don't want to get up and take medicine, I naively hope that this kind of morbid confusion can reduce my sadness, but it doesn't at all!He was still so sad that he felt like he was dying.

In the past few days, he didn't look at the calendar, didn't make phone calls, wrote and deleted the text messages he edited, and couldn't press the send button no matter what.

In fact, it would be a lie to say that they couldn't guess at all, he understood that their relationship might be going through wind and rain, and he was the center of the storm.

That person had too many worries, so much that he felt distressed but powerless.

I want to ask, but why?

Ask if uncle disagrees with us being together?But if it was true, how should he answer it?How to make a choice?

Want to speak comfort, but how to comfort?

Said that I will try my best to let my uncle accept me?It's just that the full-bodied ideal can't match the bleak reality after all.It is true that he is that person's lover, but at the same time, he is also a villain who hurt that person's relatives, and the negative impact he brought may never be eliminated.

So, let go, or hold on...

In the endless painful struggle, when the first morning light came through the window, Su Han finally cried, crying like a child who lost his happiness.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a burst of music in the room. It seemed like a century had passed before Su Han came to his senses. It was as if a thunder had exploded in his head.

Almost at the fastest speed in his life, Su Han held the phone in his hand, but the caller ID on it made him fall from the cloud instantly.

He didn't know the number, and it wasn't until Su Han stared blankly at it for a while that he was completely sure of the idea.

It was just that the people over there seemed to be insisting. After hesitating for a moment, Su Han pressed the answer button despite the dizzy pain in his head.

It seems like he hasn't spoken to anyone for a long time, well, yes, even strangers.

"Hey?"

"Hello, is this Su Han?"

"Yes, may I ask who you are?"

……

It was Xia Zhi who called, saying that he wanted to ask him to help draw a portrait. Because Zuo Chen disagreed, Su Han did not take over the job of criminal police painter. After Mingyu told Xia Zhi the reason and apologized, the two of them did not agree. Contact again.

At this moment, although Zuo Chen's words were still ringing in his ears, Su Han didn't know why he agreed to go to the appointment. Maybe it was not only because of the earnest pleading on the phone just now, maybe it was just that he wanted to give himself a reason to go out, a temporary Get rid of the excuses that entangle your pain.

The location was still set at Cade's Cafe, where they first met.

After that, Su Han went out, but he didn't take any medicine when he left, so his body was hot and cold, weak and weak, and his head was also groggy. After getting off the car, Su Han supported the railing on the side of the street almost It was a step by step before entering the coffee shop.

Xia Zhi was already waiting inside, but when he saw Su Han at first glance, Xia Zhi couldn't help being startled, and quickly stepped forward to help him to the sofa.

"I'm fine, thank you." Su Han forced himself to sit on the sofa, and smiled weakly.

"You look very bad, are you sick?" Xia Zhi looked at Su Han with a worried expression on his face.

"It's just that I have a cold, and I've already taken the medicine. Don't worry, let's start." As if he didn't want to reveal his emotions too much, Su Han changed the topic, then took out the drawing board he brought, and prepared silently.

Seeing this, Xia Zhi was helpless, but he didn't want to ask too many questions, so he found a sofa and sat down beside Su Han, and then began to describe the suspect's appearance to him.

After listening patiently for a long time, Su Han gritted his teeth and forced Qingming to start drawing, but his fingers trembled a little, which made Xia Zhi feel anxious all the time.

It took a long time for Su Han to finish, perhaps because his mind was not clear enough, this time he spent more time than the last two paintings.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long." After handing the finished product to Xia Zhi, Su Han apologized.

"It's okay, I'm already very grateful that you can put aside the embarrassment and help me this time." Xia Zhi took the painting with both hands, and smiled at Su Han.

"Well, you're welcome. If you need to adjust or revise later, Officer Xia will contact me again. Sorry, I may have to go back now." Su Hanxu helped his swollen head and was about to stand up and leave.

Seeing that his footsteps were a little unsteady, Xia Zhi couldn't help but worried, "Are you going home? How about I drive you off."

"Thank you, but I can do it myself." Su Han forced a smile and said stubbornly.

However, looking at the pale face of the person in front of him, Xia Zhi felt a lot of uneasiness in his heart. Sure enough, Su Han didn't take a few steps, and his body was about to fall to the ground.

Xia Zhi quickly stepped forward to support him, seeing that Su Han had lost consciousness and his eyes were tightly closed, Xia Zhi quickly dialed 120.

Not long after sending Su Han to the hospital, Mingyu hurried over.

Because Mingyu didn't disclose too much information about Su Han at the time, Xia Zhi didn't know how to contact his family. He only knew that maybe Mingyu could help, so he urgently contacted him on the way.

The two exchanged a few words in a hurry, and after Xia Zhi roughly explained the situation, Mingyu hurriedly called Zuo Chen.

At this time, the sun in the left house was shining warmly on the floor-to-ceiling windows, reflecting a dazzling light. From time to time, there was a breeze blowing across the flower corridor, bringing bursts of autumn fragrance.

However, such a scene was coldly blocked by the thick curtains in the bedroom, leaving only a suffocating darkness in the room.

There were a lot of empty wine bottles scattered on the carpet, and Zuo Chen was lying motionless in the middle of the wine bottles, his heroic brows were slightly frowned even when he was intoxicated, full of entanglement and sorrow.

Last night, when Zuo Chen came back from Su Han's place, Zuo Chen seemed to have lost his heart. The pain was so painful that he was going crazy, but he could only bear it.

It is said that getting drunk solves a thousand worries, but he drank so much wine, but he felt that it was useless. Instead, he became more and more sad and painful. He wanted to escape frantically, but he couldn't escape the cold reality.

Now, that abominable reality seems to be bothering him again, listening to the annoying mobile phone music, Zuo Chen frowned, and hung up childishly.

But it rang again, and Zuo Chen hung up again.

It rang again, and Zuo Chen hung up again.

……

After repeating it several times, Zuo Chen was finally annoyed, because the alcohol had not passed, Zuo Chen got up and pressed the answer button with sleepy eyes.

"Hey, Brother Chen, something happened to my sister-in-law!"