Please love me, please?

Chapter 1

"Would you like a song, sir?"

"unnecessary"

"Do you listen to music, sir?"

"Do not listen"

"Is the gentleman alone?"

"..." Han Haoye raised his head impatiently, his desire to get angry was instantly extinguished.

What caught his eyes was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy with curly and stylish hair blown on his forehead and a pair of standard eyes. The first impression he gave was the two words "handsome" and four words "beautiful" in a suit Simple T-shirt and jeans, holding a guitar and looking at him with a smile.

Du Fu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, wrote a song called "The Song of the Eight Immortals in Drinking" about a handsome and handsome young man, who raised his head and looked at the blue sky with white eyes, as bright as a jade tree before facing the wind. Han Haoye thought to himself, why do boys nowadays look like evildoers, seductive.

"Sir, order a song"

"Oh, what can you sing?" Han Haoye put down the chopsticks in his hand and wiped his mouth.

"What song do you like to listen to, sir? I can sing it all"

Han Haoye curled his lips into a smile, leaned back on the stool, folded his chest and looked at the boy in front of him carefully.

"..." The boy didn't mind, but there was a handsome boy of the same age behind him, and he was about to leave after pulling him away.

"Let's go, this gentleman doesn't like listening to music, go to the next table." After finishing speaking, he was about to leave.

"Wait" the boy grabbed the friend who was about to leave, turned around and said to Han Haoye, "Sir, do you think of a song you like?"

"Well, sing one of your best songs." Han Haoye nodded, and started picking up chopsticks to concentrate on eating hot pot. When will hot pot restaurants sell more songs?

"Okay" the boy smiled, adjusted his voice and began to sing.

Han Haoye was quite surprised by opening his mouth. He likes hot pot very much. It was raining rarely today, so he came to Haidilao for dinner. He has always admired Haidilao's humanized service. Every time he comes here in recent years He was always alone. When he first came here, a doll was placed across from him. At that time, he almost overturned the table and left... After a long time, he got used to it. Of course, today was no exception. The surprise was this boy.

When the climax was sung, the guests at the surrounding tables also began to applaud and encourage, and the little girl was so fascinated that she screamed presumptuously.

Although Han Haoye wanted to continue eating, he couldn't stand the applause of so many people and eat calmly, so he put down his chopsticks and began to pay attention to the singing boy.

The boy seems to love to laugh. He always has a smile on his face. The two dimples make him cute. After singing a song, the applause continues...

"Sir, can I sing well?"

"En?" Han Haoye realized that he was a little fascinated. He nodded calmly and said with a smile, "It's okay."

"Thank you." The boy was not angry either, and looked at Han Haoye with a smile.

"Jingchen, let's go" His friend didn't think so, it's fine to give him free, but with this attitude, do you think you're a domineering president wearing a suit?He pulled the people away and went to the next table.

"..." Han Haoye shook his head and smiled, and continued to eat with his head down. After a few minutes, four staff members came over with a cake to celebrate Han Haoye's birthday.

"Mr. Han, happy birthday" the staff said with a smile, "I wish you forever young and handsome"

"Hehe, thank you, you are really the same as before." Han Haoye thanked, took the cake, made a wish, and blew out the candles.

"Happy birthday to you!"

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you"

The staff sang the birthday song and gave Han Haoye a simple and heart-warming birthday.

Han Haoye went out after eating, stood at the door and looked at the continuous drizzle in the sky, he suddenly wanted to take a walk on a rainy day, but before he could take a step, someone stopped him.

"Mr. Han!"

"En?" Han Haoye turned around and saw the boy who sang to him just now ran over with an umbrella.

"It's raining, bring an umbrella"

"No, thank you, the car is parked over there, very close." Han Haoye pointed in the direction of the car.

"Okay, happy birthday, I wanted to sing you another song just now, wait until I come out and say you're gone"

"Well, thank you." After Han Haoye finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the car.

"Mr. Han!" the boy shouted again.

"..." Han Haoye wondered if the boy could finish his sentence at once, so he stopped, standing in the rain and looking at the boy at the opposite door.

"Do you still come here to eat hot pot?"

"..." Han Haoye regretted why he didn't just get in the car and leave.

"I sing here every night. If you want to listen to music again someday, come here." The boy smiled and said, "My name is Zhao Jingchen, remember it."

Han Haoye didn't answer, but waved, turned around, got into the car and left.

Zhao Jingchen watched Han Haoye's car go far away before regaining his senses.

"What are you looking at?"

"Mr. Han is very interesting"

"Come on, it's disgusting to sing to him for free, don't you just fancy him?"

"kindness"

"What's eh?" His companion blocked his view, "Zhao Jingchen, let me tell you, you haven't had enough of a lesson, have you? Do you want to try again?"

"What if he's not that kind of person?" Zhao Jingchen took the jacket from his companion, "Besides, I like this kind of person who falls in love at first sight."

"...Fart" the companion said unwillingly, "Where is love at first sight? It's the face, not the love"

"Zhang Ran, don't think everyone is so bad." Zhao Jingchen put his guitar on his back and walked forward, "I don't know if we can meet again in the future."

"It's good to know, we are going to the competition soon, don't surprise yourself at this time," Zhang Ran warned, "Also, I don't care if you like men, but you can't let others find out, no one can , otherwise it will not be good for our development.”

"Got it, what's for dinner tonight, I invite you"

"It's okay to eat fast food, and I have to practice the song when I get home."

The two talked and laughed and went home.

Han Haoye parked his car at the gate of a school, looked at the students coming in and out, and fell into deep thought. He was an orphan, and he didn't know where he came from. He had eaten leftovers on the street and lived in a large garbage dump. Yi met a good man when he was nine years old, but left him when he was nine.

Since then, although he has a stable residence and has milk and bread to eat, his life is far from the good one he had when he was wandering.

"Hao Ye, it's my blessing to have you as a son in my uncle's life, but now I can't continue to accompany you. You have to study hard. I'll leave this small company to you."

"Uncle, I don't want it, don't leave, I finally have a home, don't leave me"

"Son, I don't want to leave you either. You are the only one who wants me to live. They wish I could die right now." The middle-aged man lying on the hospital bed raised his hand and stroked his face, "Uncle knows that you don't like them, but in order to live better, you have to learn to be patient. What happened to uncle was an accident, so don't bear grudges against them and live a good life, you know?"

"Uncle, I don't want it. I'd rather not want anything. Don't leave. I won't go to school. I'll go to earn money to see your doctor. I have money. I've saved all the pocket money you gave me." Han Haoye cried bitterly, tight holding the man's hand.

"Don't cry, you must live well." The man wiped his tears "Hao Ye, can you call me Dad?"

Han Haoye was startled, and wanted to open his mouth, but couldn't utter a word. He just stared blankly at the dying person on the hospital bed.

"It's okay, now that you're an adult, you can control everything in the company...I...cough...I'll accompany you here..."

Han Haoye opened his mouth and whispered "Dad"

Liquid flowed out of the man's eyes instantly, "Hey, good boy, dad is content..." After speaking, he slowly closed his eyes with a smile.

"Dad" Han Haoye shouted without answering, "Dad! Dad! Get up! Dad!" He shook the lifeless person on the bed in pain, crying loudly.

His father who had raised him for several years left just like that. Han Haoye didn't understand at that time, and he didn't study carefully what his father told him before he left. When he was kicked out of the house, the company his father left him was When he took it away, he realized that the word "love" really does not exist in the world.

"bang bang bang"

The sound of knocking on the car window woke Han Haoye up. He shook his head and opened the car door.

"What's wrong with you? I knocked on the door several times but didn't open it"

"fine"

"All right?" Tan Zhongyu sat in the co-pilot and fastened his seat belt, then looked at Han Haoye, "Why do you look so ugly? Have a cold?" He touched his forehead with his hand.

"No, I've been too tired recently." Han Hao took a sip of water and became sober. "I came here only after eating hot pot. Have you eaten yet?"

"I haven't eaten yet. We agreed to have dinner together today, why did you miss the appointment again?" Tan Zhongyu frowned and stared at him seriously.

"..." Han Haoye started the car, "I'm hungry, so I'll eat something first, I can eat later"

"... "

Tan Zhongyu got angry and threw the computer bag into Han Haoye's arms, "You will always be like this"

"Driving, stop making trouble." Han Haoye handed over the computer bag with one hand, then patted his head, "Okay, it's been so many years, don't you know me?"

"I just know you too well." Tan Zhongyu looked out the window, "Is this year over thirty?"

"Well, getting old." Han Haoye smiled, "Have we known each other for ten years?"

"Yeah, it's been ten years." Tan Zhongyu sighed, "I'm going abroad."

"En?" Han Haoye was a little suspicious, "So suddenly? Why do you want to go abroad?"

"Well, my wish of being a professor has been fulfilled, and I'm going to fulfill my other wish." Tan Zhongyu took a few sips of the water that Han Haoye had drunk.

Han Haoye parked the car in front of a Chinese restaurant where the two of them often come to, "Are you going to sing?"

"Well, what's the matter? Are you reluctant to part with me?" Tan Zhongyu looked at him with a smile.

"Do you think you can eat?" Han Haoye said with a smile, "You are only 21 today, and you have only been a professor for a year. There are not many people like you who have finished college at such a young age."

"Cut, don't preach to me." Tan Zhongyu rolled his eyes, "I'm a genius, you scumbags don't understand"

"Hehe, are you really going to sing?"

"Well, I like singing very much"

"But the entertainment industry is very hard, and I heard it's very chaotic." Han Haoye wanted to continue persuading, but was interrupted by Tan Zhongyu.

"That's why I'm going abroad for a rest. I have to be strong before I can go back to China to develop. And I like electronic music. There is no electronic music master in China that I admire."

"..." Han Haoye didn't understand these things, "Let's go, chat while eating"

The two entered the restaurant, found a box, and chatted for a long time.

Tan Zhongyu likes to sing very much, but his family has never supported it. One is that it is too hard, and the other is like Han Haoye said, the entertainment industry is too chaotic.

Han Haoye actually has selfish intentions, he doesn't have many friends, Tan Zhongyu is one of them, and there are very few people who can talk to him.

"When will Zeyang come back?"

"It's only a few days, I'll wait for him to come back before leaving." Tan Zhongyu poured a glass of red wine for Han Haoye, "Let's find a substitute driver tonight."

"Okay" Han Haoye took a sip of the wine, "I haven't seen that kid for a long time, he's a year older than you."

"What can you do if you are one year older?" Tan Zhongyu disagreed, "I am not as educated as I am, and my personality is not as good as mine, which means that Uncle Du's family background is rich, otherwise...he would have been bankrupted by his girls."

"Hehe, it's not that bad, at least his character is not bad." Han Haoye seemed a little amused even thinking of Du Zeyang.

"Well, can someone with bad character be able to make friends with a big boss like you?" Tan Zhongyu continued, "Our Boss Han is one of the most influential figures in the business circle. I heard that last month you took your adoptive father's Has the company been bought back?"

"Well, I took it back." Han Haoye didn't care that Tan Zhongyu made fun of him, "It wasn't theirs in the first place, so why give it to them?"

"Well, my dad said that he appreciates your ruthless style, and I admire it too."

"Come on, you, I really don't see that you like electronic music, you probably like that kind of love songs, you should be a prince of love songs"

"How do you like it?"

"What?" Han Haoye took a bite of the steak.

"Do you like me singing love songs?" Tan Zhongyu asked.

"...It doesn't matter if I like it or not, as long as the audience likes it, but I will definitely be your first fan"

"It's enough to have your words, but I still want to learn electronic music first, and I will develop in many ways when I return to China."

"Okay, I will invest in you when I come back, and I will definitely provide you with the best conditions"

"Really, then I have to thank Mr. Han quickly." Tan Zhongyu picked up the wine glass and the two drank with their heads up.

On the second day after Du Zeyang's arrival, Tan Zhongyu flew abroad to study his electronic music. After this trip, when he came back, he was already a different person.

"Zhao Jingchen, Zhang Ran, get ready, you two will be next."

"OK, thanks"

"Is your throat okay? Can you still hold on?"

"It's okay, just do your best." Zhao Jingchen had a competition with Zhang Ran today, it just so happened that he stayed up late to practice singing for the past two days, and his voice became hoarse.

"Well, don't be brave, this is just a preliminary round." Zhang Ran patted Zhao Jingchen's shoulder, and the two got up to enter the arena.

Han Haoye also ushered in an event that has made him happy in the past few years.

"The plaintiff appealed against the defendant in the name of framing his adoptive father and seizing the property of the adoptive father's company. The appeal is invalid and the judgment should be upheld. The plaintiff is requested to return all the property of the defendant's adoptive father within one working day..."

"Han Haoye, you will die badly, you villain!"

"If the plaintiff insults my client like this again, I will apply for..."

"Zhang Peng! You bastard, my brother treats you well, how can you partner with an outsider to steal his things!"

"I…"

Han Haoye stood in front of Zhang Peng, beckoning him not to continue talking, he turned around slowly, took a few steps forward, looked at this brother of his adoptive father, and felt nothing but disgust in his heart, how could such a person deserve to be a father? family.

"Hehe" Han Haoye snorted, "Whether I, Han Haoye, will die or not, you don't need to worry about it, you should worry about yourself, how will you spend your whole life in prison?" He said with the corners of his mouth raised, turned and left the hall.

"Are you all right?" Zhang Peng asked with concern, "Do you want to see him?"

"Take me to the cemetery, it's time." Han Haoye sat in the car and closed his eyes, Dad, I finally avenged you, don't blame me, they deserved what they deserved, and your son did not live up to your wishes.

When the car stopped at the cemetery, Han Haoye got out of the car with a photo, "Zhang Peng, do you think Dad will blame me?"

"No, I think uncle will be very pleased." Zhang Peng was also a child sponsored by Han Haoye's father. After he was abandoned by his family, he was sent to an orphanage by a kind person who found him and sponsored him to go to college. But when he came back By that time, the person was no longer there.

"Let's go in together, you can be regarded as father's son" Han Haoye walked in after finishing speaking.

"How could uncle blame you, but he wants you to live a normal life?" Zhang Peng looked at Han Haoye's lonely back, shook his head, and went to the cemetery as well.

The match between Zhao Jingchen and Zhang Ran went smoothly, because of his voice problem, he could only get No.3.

"sorry"

"What are you talking about?" Zhang Ran said with a stern face, "This is already very good, you don't want to practice singing anymore, keep your voice well, and we will fight for the top three in the second competition next month."

"Okay." Zhao Jingchen and Zhang Ran clashed fists, "Would you like to eat Haidilao tonight?"

"No, you can't eat like this, go home and let auntie cook you something light." Zhang Ran picked up Zhao Jingchen and his guitar, and walked out with his back on his back.

"All right"

Zhao Jingchen seldom goes home. His parents are busy people, and he can’t see them when they go home. There is only a cold house and a nanny. He sometimes wonders whether his parents have divorced, or they don’t want him anymore. , otherwise, why are they ignoring him?

But he may be the reason for his illness today. He wants to go home. He thinks that even if he is a nanny, he can cook some hot meals for himself when he goes home.

He lives far away from his usual training ground. He rented a house with Zhang Ran, which is convenient for training, and it is better to have someone to accompany him, so that he will not be so lonely.

It was rare for Han Haoye not to work overtime today, and was urged by Zhang Peng to go home and rest. These years, he worked hard alone. In order to avenge his adoptive father, he almost became a workaholic, and even became a fierce wolf, so he worked hard in Beijing. In the business circle, others call him Langtou.

"Huh?" Zhao Jingchen thought he was delusional, and walked forward again, before asking in surprise, "Mr. Han?"

Han Haoye stopped closing the car door. No one knows he lives here, let alone someone who knows him. He turned and looked at him, "We know each other?"

Zhao Jingchen was at a loss for words and forgot me so quickly. He quickly walked over and stood opposite Han Haoye, "It's me, Haidilao, sir. Do you want to listen to a song?"

The author has something to say:

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