Looking forward to the stars

"Ok?"

"Why didn't I call you back?"

Jin Haohui's voice was hoarse, and he was quite critical. Zhan Chen saw that there were really two missed calls.

"Oh, I was busy just now, so I didn't hear you."

"When did you hear my call?"

Zhanchen's heart suddenly sank, with mixed feelings, Haohui always called him, and he often didn't answer, the words stuck in his throat for a while, he didn't know what to say, Jin Haohui spoke first.

"Where are you, I'll come over!"

"No, I'm looking for you, where are you?"

"Home!"

"Oh, you wait for me!"

He called Feng Fan and would be back later.

"Why do you drink so much wine?"

As soon as Zhan Chen entered the door, the room was full of alcohol, and several bottles were already empty. Jin Haohui sat on the sofa, blushing to the point of bleeding, picked up a glass and poured it over his head.

"Haohui, stop drinking."

Zhanchen snatched the cup from his hand, never seen him like this before, he seemed to give up on himself after a big blow.

"What happened?"

Jin Haohui looked up at him, his eyes were bloodshot, and he was unbelievably haggard. Zhan Chen looked anxious for a while, poured him a glass of water and sat beside him.

"Come on, drink some water first!"

Zhanchen poured it on him, and seeing that he was getting better, he asked slowly:

"Haohui, what happened, what are you doing?"

Seeing his concern, Jin Haohui sneered.

"What am I doing? Don't you know?"

Zhan Chen was at a loss, seeing that he was about to drink again, he quickly stopped him.

"What do you want to say, what happened to you?"

Feeling that the words were exaggerated, he coaxed:

"Okay, my fault, you go to sleep first, if you have anything to say, we'll talk about it tomorrow!"

Jin Haohui threw him away with astonishing strength. The back of Zhan Chen's hand was slid by him, and there was a burning pain. Suddenly, he was a little awake again. He stretched out his hand to cover Zhan Chen's cheek, rubbed his dark circles with his thumb, and said hoarsely:

"You're thin again, why are you so thin?"

I want to hate you, but how can I hate you? Just seeing you lose weight makes my heart hurt like a knife.

Zhan Chen pulled his hand down, water glistened in his bright eyes.

"You're drunk, I'll take you to bed."

"Will you forgive me if I do something wrong?"

Jin Haohui refused to move, and said stubbornly.

"You'll forgive me, won't you?"

Zhanchen stared at him and asked back:

"what have you done?"

"I said if."

"Since it hasn't happened yet, why think so much, if you are really wrong, I will pull you back."

Zhanchen clenched his fists and put them in front of him. Jin Haohui's eyes were slightly moist, and he also clenched his fists and touched him. This is the bond, the trust between friends, the most straightforward way of handing over, the deepest vow, just like becoming husband and wife after drinking a cup of wine , bumped fists and became brothers, brothers forever.

Zhan Chen helped him into the room slowly. Jin Haohui was stronger and taller than him. If he was honest, it wouldn't be a problem, but he was dishonest. He kept moving around and giggling. Beside the bed, his feet were entangled in a piece of clothing, the room was not turned on, and Zhan Chen didn't pay attention, both of them staggered together, Zhan Chen nimbly hugged him and fell on the bed, put himself on his back, and was pressed by him , unable to move, the slightly spicy alcohol factor rushed to the face, and the scorching breath was spit in the ear, Zhan Chen was intoxicated by the alcohol, and he couldn't find the north for a while. Behind him was the soft bed. The glare of the light, the drowsiness quickly swept over, although the chest was pressed down, although he was a little stuffy, he still couldn't resist the sleepiness, so he fell into a deep sleep.

The night was as cool as water, and a pair of eyes covered with water vapor slowly opened in the darkness. Jin Haohui looked at Zhanchen's sleeping face carefully under the moonlight. It was much smaller and thinner, with slightly protruding cheekbones, and looked more delicate, with sunken eye sockets It's terrible, if you open it, it must be bigger and more charming than before. He slowly propped himself up and looked down at Zhanchen. No matter what time, those pink thin lips are so moist and attractive, he can't help but want to put them in his mouth , taste it, he lowered his head, and kissed without any scruples, just like the feeling he had dreamed of thousands of times, soft and warm, like a light stroke brushing his lips, the tip of his tongue pried open his white teeth, and easily penetrated After entering, he seemed to be very tired. He was so tired that someone would fall asleep to him doing whatever he wanted. Jin Haohui was a little secretly happy. Finally, there was a moment when he belonged to him. Even if he found out the next day, he could still hide it as drunkenness He won't blame him if he fails, he is so innocent and easy to deceive, so easy to forgive others.

Jin Haohui was laughing, speaking insincerely and difficultly, heartbroken, and heartbroken to the deepest darkness. He had been with him and loved him for so many years, but he became someone else's so easily, and his desire to get it back was as luxuriant as weeds.

You should be mine, everything about you is mine alone.

Jin Haohui screamed in his heart, his tongue withdrew, and the kiss fell on Zhan Chen's forehead like drizzle.

"Even if I'm wrong, you'll forgive me, won't you? My little Chenzi."

In the middle of the night, Feng Fan called, and Zhan Chen carefully laid Jin Haohui on the bed, closed the door and came out to answer the phone.

"When are you coming back?"

"I can't leave now. He is in a bad mood and won't come back tonight."

Feng Fan knew who he was referring to. Zhan Chen had already explained that if he walked to the window and looked down, he would see a familiar black Porsche quietly parked behind the pagoda trees in the neighborhood.

"Take it easy!"

There was profound exhaustion in the voice, Zhan Chen felt distressed when he heard it, and hurriedly said:

"I'll be back at dawn."

After hanging up the phone over there, Zhanchen suddenly felt like he was floating. Feng Fan had endured more than him. Someone was going to kill him, and it was his company that was going to be destroyed. But he never complained, not even his expression There is no need, silently bear, deal with, solve, always strong and unshakable, but this is abnormal, too abnormal, he is too strong, so strong that he has blocked all his emotions, so unlike a person, Zhanchen can't imagine Feng Fan told others about his expression when he was struggling, because he didn't seem to have such feelings, and his world didn't need such feelings, so it wasn't because he didn't show it, but because he couldn't.

Zhanchen once asked him why he continued to run Qisheng Company despite being indifferent to fame and fortune, and he replied.

"My employees are still following it."

Qisheng Company has more than 20 employees. If it really collapses, these people will lose their jobs overnight. He is rich and powerful, but these people cannot afford it, so he will not give up and try his best to turn the tide. Even if you make yourself tired.Because only he has the ability to take them through difficulties and guarantee their source of income.

The living room is a mess, dirty clothes are thrown on the sofa, wine bottles are scattered on the floor, fast food boxes are piled up in a corner, and the trash can may not be cleared for a long time. Zhanchen sighed. I seldom ask about things, being busy is always a reason, maybe I never really took him to heart, after being cared by him has become a habit, I know less and less about him, so that I have the illusion: he doesn't have to worry , he will take good care of himself, he is so happy every time I meet him, so he is the most reassuring one.

Zhanchen cleaned up the living room with care, and the kitchen was a mess, draining water, washing dishes, mopping the floor, washing clothes, etc. After he finished everything, the whole room looked brand new.He twisted a hot towel, opened the door and went in to wipe his sweat. Jin Haohui slept soundly, with a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and his body temperature gradually dropped after drinking. After picking up the objects and almost finishing everything, he had time to sit down and take a breath, pour himself a glass of water, and saw that it was past 5 o'clock, the days were short and the nights were long, and in two hours, he was about to start preparing for work , The work that was left behind last night can only be made up tonight. He seized the time to sleep for an hour, went to the kitchen to cook some mung bean porridge, heated the quick-frozen steamed buns in the refrigerator in the microwave, grabbed some kimchi and made it, and it was another I was busy for a while.

He was curled up on the sofa exhausted, his stomach hurt badly, his mind was a mess, and every organ in his body was clamoring for rest. He only slept for less than 8 hours in two days, which was a natural reaction.

He squinted his eyes for a while, gritted his teeth, looked at Jin Haohui, he was still sleeping, left a note, and left for NEXT company.

After taking a rest on the bus, he seemed to be in good spirits when he arrived, and he was leaving here in 10 days. Apart from work, he tried his best to spend time chatting with his colleagues, making jokes, and sometimes getting news from sister Zhen. However, once.

"Zhanchen, go to the general manager's office and bring me the materials of the business plan."

With a fair reason, Sister Hua was not there when he went, so a very important name appeared in his sight.

Alex!

The foreign tycoon behind the scenes who supports NEXT company's funds does not disclose what it does specifically, but the goal is very clear, to help NEXT company overwhelm Qisheng company, Zhanchen searched the information, but did not find any more information, except for the contribution to the funds , and nothing else was written. Of course, this is the best for the interests of both parties. With a simple common goal, advancement and retreat are all a matter of a snap of the fingers.

Alex, since he is targeting Feng Fan, maybe he knows this person.If this person is a murderer, he will know who his opponent is. When the enemy is in the dark, we can clearly see, no matter how shrewd a person is, he will be suppressed.However, recently Feng Fan seems to be not only busy with company affairs, but also often fly out with Tong Yuan, and come back in a hurry.

Zhanchen definitely didn't know this, it was Xiao Jingming who told him.

He speculated that the man in the photo he saw from Xiao Xiao was 80% likely to be Alex. He heard a lot about Sister Hua from the company, and he even followed her secretly for a few days. boyfriend man.

If a woman falls in love, many details in life, even facial expressions, can indicate that she has a boyfriend, and these signs are not found in Sister Hua, so there is speculation.

The real problem is that he probably knows the man named Alex. The curve from the forehead to the chin, he carefully recalled who he resembled, but couldn't remember it for a while.

However, as long as Feng Fan knew who it was, Zhan Chen couldn't help but want to go home immediately and tell him the news.