After I lost my memory, I attacked the crematorium.

"No." Xie Jinian sat on the sofa opposite Han Yicheng, without moving his body, he clearly refused, "President Han, I can't do it."

"Can't do it?" Han Yicheng smiled bitterly, "You used to..."

"Mr. Han, there are only the two of us now. Let me tell you clearly that you and I have nothing before."

He has a peaceful posture, but his imposing manner insists that there is absolutely no room for change: "Feelings are not something that can be measured. Whether I owe you or you owe me, there is no possibility of repaying it, and there is no need for it."

"Why isn't it necessary?" Han Yicheng gritted his teeth, "You need me, I need you, no one can replace the relationship between us!"

Xie Jinian shook his head expressionlessly: "I don't know what you're obsessed with, and what's the point of this obsession? You're already engaged, you have your direction and future, and I have a clear path to follow. In other words, the best ex is like dead, and I think my current situation is close to the best ex for you. Let's call it a day."

"No." Han Yicheng explained in short breaths, "We didn't break up. We agreed at the time that my engagement with Li Yuexin was just a form of business cooperation. After a year or two, I got the shares I deserved. If she gets the control of Li Shi, I will dissolve my marriage with her, and you and I can get married in a fair manner."

Xie Jinian smiled lightly: "That is to say, we were not aboveboard?"

Han Yicheng was stunned, not knowing how to answer.

Xie Jinian smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Han, I don't know how the previous me "settled" with you, but based on what I know about myself, it is impossible for me to accept such an approach.A lover will not accept his engagement with others openly and hide in the dark in humiliation.If I really accepted it at the time, then please forgive me, I don't think there is anything wrong with keeping this kind of past sealed. "

There was a knock on the bedroom door, and Ji Yuchen's voice sounded from behind the bedroom door: "Brother, the doctor on board the ambulance is here, at the door."

Xie Jinian responded, stood up and went to open the door.

After passing by Han Yicheng, he stopped again.

Taking a deep look at Han Yicheng, he said, "Boss Han, I don't think it must be a bad thing to have a relationship with such an outstanding person like you. So, let it stop at the most suitable place to end it."

After he finished speaking, he walked towards the entrance of the suite without any hesitation, and opened the door.

When Lin Jianan arrived at the suite, the emergency doctor had already left.

Han Yicheng sat on the sofa with a stiff body. Although the stubbornness in his eyes was still tough, his pale face and lip color gave this stubbornness a bit of sadness.

"His mood has stabilized. The doctor said it was a respiratory syndrome. Generally speaking, it will not be life-threatening, but we still need to pay attention to keep the patient's mood stable, try to rest as much as possible, and refrain from strenuous exercise for the time being. If you are not at ease, you can Take him to the hospital for a detailed examination, or talk to a psychiatrist." Xie Jinian carefully explained the doctor's judgment to Lin Jianan.

After the doctor came, Ji Yuchen, who left the bedroom and returned to the living room, sat opposite Han Yicheng again, crossing Erlang's legs lazily.

Seeing that Han Yicheng was still staring at Xie Jinian, he moved his body to block Han Yicheng's sight.

Facing Han Yicheng's eyes that instantly turned from longing to anger, he smiled sarcastically: "If I were you, I would have no face."

"You're not me." Han Yicheng retorted, "You don't know about me and him."

"Let me guess...you have a hard time, you don't mean it, you are the purest and most helpless little white rabbit, you are bound by fate and can't love, you are miserable and reasonable, you feel like the protagonist of the tragedy, everyone should make way for you Really?" Ji Yuchen sneered even worse, "I'll fuck you. If you don't love enough, you don't love enough, and if you're selfish, you're selfish. I've seen this kind of person a lot. Let me tell you, find an excuse for being helpless , it would be better for you to admit that you are a scumbag and make people look up to you."

"Why do you say that?"

Ji Yuchen took a quick look at Xie Jinnian who was still explaining to Lin Jianan: "Because the result is like this. Mr. Han, you are also a successful businessman. It is very simple to bear the consequences when you make a choice. But you caused this You are not the only one to bear the consequences, if it is true as you said, the relationship between you is earth-shattering, then let me ask you, when you went to get engaged, did you ever think about his feelings for even a minute?"

Han Yicheng pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, and did not answer.

Ji Yuchen sneered: "Do you still feel that you are a victim? Let me tell you plainly, even if there are a million difficulties, scum is scum. You have no right to drag anyone down with you, even your lover. Now You have no right not to let someone save himself from the sinking, let alone he is no longer your lover."

Han Yicheng stared at Ji Yuchen who was a few years younger than him but relentlessly criticized and defined him, but found that he really couldn't refute for a while.

He even had the illusion that these words might be what Xie Jinian would say to him when he left.

If they get a chance to say goodbye.

Xie Jinian ended his communication with Lin Jianan, and turned to look at Han Yicheng and Ji Yuchen who were sitting opposite each other as if facing each other.

Sensing Xie Jinian's gaze, Ji Yuchen turned his head and smiled, then turned around and lowered his voice to look at Han Yicheng with a serious admonition: "Don't regard yourself as his god, don't think that he will be happy with you. You're just a spoiled human being."

"Have you never thought that those who are willing to spoil you will not be exhausted forever?" Ji Yuchen stood up, and the sneer on his lips turned into a sneer, "You should grow up, Mr. Han."

"Brother Cheng." Lin Jianan walked over quickly, sat on the armrest of the sofa beside Han Yicheng, and raised his hand to support him, "You can't stay in the hotel alone. Go to my house to rest tonight."

Before Han Yicheng could reply, Xie Jinian had already walked towards the entrance, making an obvious gesture of seeing off the guests.

He opened the door, turned around to look at Han Yicheng and Lin Jianan, and said flatly and naturally, "Goodbye, you two."

The next morning at 08:30, when we arrived at the airport, but received the news that the plane was delayed, Ji Yuchen sighed exaggeratedly, leaned his head on Xie Jinian's shoulder and murmured, "I deliberately got up an hour earlier, and this is the end? I I'm still growing my body, I don't get enough sleep, I feel wronged."

Xie Jinian patted his face dotingly: "Vice President Ji, where is your prudent and reliable appearance when planning strategies? Let the little girls in the company who admire you see it, and your personality will collapse."

"It's about to collapse. It's so hard not being able to show yourself in front of my brother." Although she was acting coquettishly, Ji Yuchen regained her composure when she saw the cold food table in the business class waiting room, "You didn't even eat Breakfast, I'll get you something to eat. What do you want?"

"Whatever, as long as there is coffee." Xie Jinian took out the pad from his bag, "After landing, the information of the reception staff for attracting investment has been sent over, I'll take a look first."

Ji Yuchen went to the buffet counter to pick up food, Xie Jinnian had just opened the received file when a video call notification rang on his phone's WeChat.

It's Tao Yingying.

He smiled and connected: "Have you decided what gift you want?"

Tao Yingying didn't smile, her expression was serious, and she was a little aggrieved: "Brother Nian, you have been out of touch for so long, have you ever thought that I would worry about you? Brother Yan is the same, every time you see me, ask me if I have any news about you And Mr. Zhao, although he didn't say it, but I can tell from his staggering steps and wrinkled face of overthinking that he misses you!"

"Student Tao Yingying." Xie Jinian smiled in a low voice that didn't affect the people around him, "I don't have depression, so I don't need you to use cross talk skills to cure me."

"Okay." Tao Yingying stopped yelling.She coughed and recovered, her expression and voice became a little more tender, "Brother Nian, I really miss you. It's like you disappeared after you terminated the contract. You didn't reply to WeChat, and the phone stopped again. You don't know How happy I was when I saw you add me on your new WeChat yesterday!"

Xie Jinian nodded and replied with a smile, "I can imagine."

"By the way, I have to push your new WeChat account to Brother Yan later. Don't be angry, Brother Yan really cares about you."

"It's okay, I'll add him myself." Xie Jinian replied, and then said, "I'm going to China at night, and I'll visit you at the company in a few days. What gift do you want? I'll definitely be satisfied."

"Okay. I have to think about it." Tao Yingying looked at the screen, and her bright smile suddenly turned into an ambiguous one, "Brother Nian, did you go abroad with Mr. Han and come back together? Don't be angry if I gossip: Are you?" Did you go to register?"

Tao Yingying's words made Xie Jinian turn around abruptly.

Sure enough, Han Yicheng was standing three steps behind him, watching his video call with Tao Yingying with a sullen face.

Although Xie Jinian was wearing a Bluetooth headset, Han Yicheng couldn't hear what Tao Yingying was saying, but Tao Yingying's appearance was lively and lively on the screen, and Han Yicheng could see clearly.

Seeing Xie Jinian looking back, Han Yicheng was not at all embarrassed to spy on other people's video calls without permission. Instead, he pointed to Xie Jinian's phone screen and asked, "Tao Yingying?"

Xie Jinian looked at him with cold eyes, clearly dissatisfied with his intrusion into the private sphere.

Han Yicheng didn't care much about Xie Jinian's dissatisfaction, his eyes were full of inquiry and questioning: "Are you really amnesia?"

"It's really not important." Xie Jinian put his mobile phone on the small table in front of the sofa where he was sitting, "The important thing is, Mr. Han, we have nothing to do with each other now."

Xie Jinian, who has been polite since Han Yicheng's appearance, finally showed the impatience he had suppressed: "We are strangers, please don't wantonly intrude into my private area and private life, everyone, please be respectful and polite will be better."

"I came to San Francisco to look for you. I stayed in the same hotel to wait for you. Now I'm returning to China because of you." Han Yicheng said, "After you left, I haven't been looking for you for a day, and I've been staying at your home."

He asked Xie Jinnian: "Do you still remember your home address?"

Xie Jinian hesitated and nodded.

"Very well, go back and see how we used to be together every day and night. See if the management authority of the combination lock on the door of the house belongs to me. If you broke up with me, how would you put The access control system of your own home is completely open to me?"

"So, we are not unrelated, we are not strangers, we have not broken up, my private sphere and private life have always been related to you."

Xie Jinian pondered, and after a while, he suddenly smiled.

"Actually, it's very simple to solve the problem that we have different opinions on breaking up." He said, "Mr. Han, let's break up clearly now."

With that erratic smile, Xie Jinian's clear eyes met Han Yicheng's eyes full of bewilderment and irritability.

Han Yicheng shook his head violently: "No, unless I die."

"Mr. Han, I don't have any feelings for you now, don't break up..."

Xie Jinian's words were swallowed by Han Yicheng who suddenly stepped close to the edge of the sofa, leaned down and kissed him accurately and violently.

His back was tightly pressed against the back of the sofa, and his shoulders were held down by Han Yicheng's hands clasped like chains, Xie Jinian was inevitable.

Han Yicheng's soft tongue took advantage of the moment when he was struggling to breathe, and opened his tightly closed teeth, entangled with the same soft kind, and entangled them.

Electricity surged into Han Yicheng's heart from the throbbing of breathing, and the body temperature and breath that he had longed for for so long finally merged into his senses again.

But it leads to a deeper thirst and a more intense desire.

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