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"Xiaoyou, I'm very disappointed in you."

He Qingsong sat on the chair of the general manager, his eyes were full of mist, and his voice was full of swords and swords.

This young man whom he has cultivated for many years should have become his right-hand man and a general in his efforts to seize the business territory, but now, not to mention nothing, it has even turned into a misfortune.

You Zixi stood there like a child who did something wrong, with his head down, he didn't dare to look directly into Mr. He's eyes.

"I'm sorry Mr. He... I don't know who He Chi is... how is he doing now?"

He Qingsong seemed to have expected such remarks a long time ago, and waved his hands impatiently:

"It's not your turn to ask my son."

The manager was powerless to argue: "No, I'm worried about him, Mr. He, this matter really has nothing to do with him! I..."

He Qingsong interrupted him angrily: "Enough! You said it had nothing to do with him, and he said it had nothing to do with you. After a long time, it has nothing to do with any of you, right?"

The old man over sixty twirled his middle finger, closed his eyes and calmed down his anger.

"Xiaoyou, I have had feelings for you for so many years, don't worry, I won't embarrass you too much. The password of this bank card is the one you often use. This is my recommendation letter. How about you? Going to H City for development will have a better future than here. Remember, don’t come back.”

On the surface, these remarks were utterly benevolent and righteous, but in reality they were a verdict for You Zixi, and he would never come back!

There was a sad light in the manager's eyes. He had never seen Mr. He like this, so ruthless, so decisive. The manager knew that Mr. He would do the same to a strange man who was with his son. The treatment of oneself is no different from others.

But what about their love for so many years that is not like father and son but better than father and son?What about those cares that are warmer than fatherly love?Mr. He once patted his head and praised him for his talent in studying!Are these all illusory bubbles?

"Mr. He..." the manager said in pain: "Don't worry, I will leave, but please don't make things difficult for He Chi."

The manager didn't take anything away, whether it was the letter or the card, or any of his personal belongings on the desk, he just left alone. Before leaving, he turned and asked Mr. He:

"Did you let him come to tx without knowing his identity?"

Mr. He didn't answer, but just closed his eyes.

The manager disappears, maybe he shouldn't be called a manager anymore because someone else has taken his place.

You Zixi looked at the empty room, there used to be a person's smell there, but now the smell is getting weaker and weaker, and it will disappear soon, You Zixi took two breaths hard, as if he wanted to rely on this Find the imprint of who exists.

He didn't have any so-called luggage, and he barely packed a suitcase with daily clothes and toiletries. He didn't have time to sell the house, and he didn't have much savings on hand.

It's just that everything is gone now, and it seems that only leaving this place is the basic condition for survival.

Before closing the door, he called He Chi, if someone answered, he would stay, he was hiding in this house, not going anywhere, he just waited!Wait for He Chi to pick him up!

In his mind, He Chi had already hugged him, but the reality was that the other party's phone number had been shut down.

"He Chi, I'll leave the house to you. Come back and help me clean it when you have time." The manager looked at the house where he had lived in for several years, and forced a smile with a pale face.

He pulled out the phone card and threw it on the ground.

Close the door, bye.

Two weeks later.

"You, surnamed He, are capable! You dare to go on a hunger strike, don't you?" He Cheng held a bowl of porridge in one hand, and put his other hand on his waist, swearing at the sky with a voice that could knock the roof off the house.

He Chi lost a lot of weight, and his hip bones stood up.

"Sister, I told you I can't eat it!" He Chi was as irritable as a wild beast, and was locked in the room for fourteen days. He had no choice but to pace around like a madman and miss him crazily!

"Sister, call him for me, please." He Chi begged, covering his face.

He Cheng sighed at this point: "How many times have I told you that I have called him! I have called him ten thousand times! The phone is turned off!"

"Tell my father to let him release me, and I'll see him. I can explain the matter, and I want to talk to him!"

He Cheng doesn't know whether He Chi wants to talk to You Zixi or He Qingsong, it's better not the latter, otherwise He Chi may be beaten to death by the family law.

She, the eldest sister, was going to be worried. Every day, she had to worry about her younger brother not being starved to death, and at the same time dealt with her uncle and father, hoping to persuade her old man to persuade He Qingsong.

But these two old people are more stubborn than the other, it seems that I can only pin my hope on He Mu.

Mother He didn't say anything, but she always loved her son very much in her heart. As long as her son can live a healthy, healthy and happy life, even if the partner is a man, she will accept it.The two women reached a consensus, but no one could do anything about those two old stubborns. Mother He looked at her son who was getting thinner and thinner, and she seemed to throw her heart into a frying pan every day.

Later, He Chi stopped making trouble, and he ate according to the amount. The elders thought he was thinking about it, and they just breathed a sigh of relief, but they didn't expect him to harm himself!He dropped the glass bowl and scratched his arm. When he was found by the servants, he had lost a lot of blood and was unconscious.

Finally, He Chi was able to see the sun again, even though he was in the hospital.

When he woke up, the elders in the family surrounded him in a circle, all with worried looks in their eyes.

"Wake up, wake up, thank God, finally woke up!"

He's mother on the side was haggard, and she looked like she had aged ten years.

"Give me a call..." He Chi's voice was weak, almost inaudible.

"My silly son! Why can't you think about it! If you are not here, I will never live! Take me away!"

He's mother was crying, and He Qingsong, who was on the side, also felt sorry, but couldn't hold back:

"Old woman, don't say that unlucky thing!"

Mother He cried for a while, then turned to cover her face and asked:

"Don't you just want to kill Chi'er! Did he embarrass you? Then you should force me to death too!"

He Qingsong's face turned blue and purple. Outsiders knew that he was one-sided and decisive in killing, but no one in the family knew that he was deeply afraid of internal affairs.

"You are so noisy, how can Chi'er rest quietly! The most important thing now is to let him take a good rest."

He Qingsong made a trick.

Hearing this, Mother He no longer had tears all over her face, she forced a smile and told her son to take a good rest.

At this moment, He Chi couldn't hear anything, he only felt the roar of a train coming from afar.He stared blankly at the ceiling, and the appearance of that person appeared in front of his eyes again.

He had a long, long dream. In the dream, he was on the pink Ferris wheel with that person. He confessed his love, and the person said:

I love you too.

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Tearful eyes