Please love me, please?

Chapter 5

The sunlight in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows was blocked by heavy curtains, and the scattered clothes made people imagine the person on the bed at a glance.

"Water..." Han Haoye instinctively felt that his lower body was already paralyzed, his voice was hoarse, and he wanted to drink water, but he didn't want to move.

Zhao Jingchen opened his eyes and looked at the person lying beside him, got up and opened a bottle of water and handed it to him, "Drink slowly"

Han Haoye drank a bottle of mineral water in one breath, then gasped and said, "You fucking want me to die?"

"...Aren't you quite comfortable?" Zhao Jingchen pulled her hair, and thoughtfully let Han Haoye lean into her arms, "I'll rub your waist for you."

"..." Han Haoye knew that he had...enjoyed last night, but he didn't want to admit it, he lay on the bed, "Knead well"

Zhao Jingchen was a little amused, this person really doesn't mean what he says, how much money can you lose by saying a nice word? "I found that you can only shut your mouth if you are comfortable with it."

"..." Han Haoye turned around and kicked Zhao Jingchen, successfully making him roll off the bed, "Shut up"

"I... Hao Ye, you are really..."

"Call me uncle, nothing big or small, if you dare to say that next time, I'll sell you directly to the clubhouse." After Han Haoye finished speaking, he got up and went to the bathroom.

"Han Haoye! You...uncle~" As for who can change his face faster, it must be Zhao Jingchen. He wanted to scold Han Haoye for being a person who doesn't admit it when he lifts his pants. It can be seen that Han Haoye came out of the bathroom with a bath towel and twisted it into a The rope was walking towards him, and he quickly called uncle obediently.

"What's your name?" Han Haoye looked down at the person sitting on the bed, "What's my name?"

Zhao Jingchen thinks that Han Haoye is actually quite cute, although Han Haoye regards him as a friend with sex, but he really wants to try with Han Haoye.

"I call you Han Haoye, what's wrong?"

Han Haoye bent down and picked up his clothes from the ground, "I'm hungry, I ordered a steak, medium rare, and a cup of coffee" turned and went into the bathroom, then backed out and continued, "You pay the bill, I don't care about food and lodging"

"..." Zhao Jingchen's jaw almost dropped from shock, "You slept with me for free, and I haven't asked you to do anything yet. Why should you ask me to pay? I don't have any money!" Zhao Jingchen yelled at the bathroom, but took the The mobile phone starts to order food.

Han Haoye listened to Zhao Jingchen's roar, and the corners of his mouth raised imperceptibly. This friend with sex is worth it, and he is cuter than Xiaohua.

After he finished washing and came out, Zhao Jingchen also went in and began to wash. Breakfast... no, it could also be said to be lunch, and it was all placed on the dining table. When he walked in, he frowned.

"...Why? I paid for it." Zhao Jingchen was wearing a bathrobe loosely, showing strong muscles on his chest, and his hair was still wet lying on his forehead, which made people want to pounce on him and rub him to abuse him.

"I want coffee and steak, but I don't want these." Han Haoye sat at the dining table with a dark face, looked at Zhao Jingchen and then at the lunch on the dining table, getting angrier the more he looked at it.

"Drinking coffee just after waking up is bad for your stomach, so I ordered millet porridge for you. I don't like steak, so I ordered pancakes for the two of us. There are vegetables and meat, and they are affordable." Zhao Jingchen said nonsense seriously Gossip.

In fact, he has no money. His parents didn’t give him a penny this month. He still earns some extra money by singing. He spent thousands of dollars on air tickets, and only a few dozen yuan left on him...

Han Haoye really wanted to splash this bowl of porridge on his face. He dared to be fucked all night last night, and he was given pancakes the next day... What a fucking little brat.

"Hurry up, it's still hot." Zhao Jingchen graciously put a bowl of porridge into Han Haoye's arms, "Eat, you drank wine last night, so you can't drink coffee"

It's not that Han Haoye can't eat, anyway, he just feels uncomfortable, feeling that he has been prostituted, and it's still the three-piece pancake fruit.

Zhao Jingchen blinked and looked at him, holding a bowl of porridge with anticipation, "Try it, if it's really not tasty, I'll replace it with steak right away."

"Didn't you say that eating steak is not good?" Han Haoye grasped the point, "Did you give me this on purpose?"

"...No, I'm out of money." Zhao Jingchen rubbed his nose in embarrassment, put the porridge in front of Han Haoye, and sat opposite him, "In the future, when I make money, I will definitely take you to eat the best steak in the world."

Just as Han Haoye was about to ask if his family didn't give him any money, Zhao Jingchen blocked his words first.

"My parents haven't contacted me for a month, and they didn't give me living expenses. I... I only earn some extra money from singing, but I won't spend much money if I enter the training camp soon."

Han Haoye looked at Zhao Jingchen's silent expression, and for some reason, felt sorry for this child in his heart. Since when did he have a heart of compassion.

He silently picked up the bowl of porridge and drank it. It tasted good after a few sips, and his stomach was even warmer. He reached out for another pancake and ate it.

Zhao Jingchen showed a very sweet smile, "Is it delicious? This is what I searched for nearby food. This restaurant ranks first. If you like it..."

"Shut up and eat." Han Haoye mercilessly interrupted Zhao Jingchen's words, and there was so much to talk about during a meal.

Zhao Jingchen stopped talking nonsense, bowed his head to eat, and concentrated on eating. Although he had a wealthy family, he was never picky because he didn't have to be picky. Now even the nanny at home has resigned.

After lunch, one of them was lying on the sofa watching TV, and the other was sitting on the bed with a notebook and clattering on the keyboard.

Zhao Jingchen looked at the leader on TV, thinking that he must work hard, one day he will also stand on the big stage, write his own songs, make music he likes, sing to people he likes to listen to, he subconsciously watched He turned to Han Haoye who was typing on the keyboard on the bed. What he wanted was not only Han Haoye's body, but also his heart, including the whole person.

The two of them got up in the afternoon and went back to Beijing. Just after getting off the plane, before Zhao Jingchen stepped into Han Haoye's car, the phone rang.

Seeing that Han Haoye had already boarded the car, he quickly sat beside Han Haoye and pressed the answer button by the way.

"Mother?"

"Jingchen, I have something to tell you, is it convenient for you now?"

"It's convenient, tell me." Zhao Jingchen already had a premonition in his heart.

"Your father and I have agreed to a divorce. Now that you are almost 20 years old, mother will not hide it from you. The question now is whether you want to follow father or mother?"

"When did it happen?" Zhao Jingchen's hand holding the phone was clearly knit.

"You left on your own when you were ten years old. Your father has a new family now, and so does your mother."

"What about me?" Zhao Jingchen's throat was congested, and he deliberately suppressed himself not to get angry.

Han Haoye sat beside him, so he could hear it clearly. Zhang Peng, who was sitting in the co-pilot, glanced at Zhao Jingchen in the rearview mirror, and then at Han Haoye, but Han Haoye gave him a sharp glare.

"..." Zhang Peng had no choice but to look away, and calmly turned off the music.

"So today my mother asked you, do you want to..."

"Then what about me!" Zhao Jingchen yelled suddenly, "It's been almost ten years since you two divorced, and you just told me now, and I said, why am I always the only one in the family? So you don't want me anymore?"

"Mom didn't mean that, Mom..."

"Then what do you mean!" Zhao Jingchen yelled again, "Why did you give birth to me if you don't want me? If you give birth, you don't want me, you already have new families, so what's the matter with me following you? Have you ever thought about how I feel!"

There was silence on the other end of the phone, and gradually came the sound of crying.

Seeing Zhao Jingchen's red eye circles, Han Haoye felt deeply, no, he was worse than Zhao Jingchen, he didn't even know who his parents were.

"I just said that this month you have no phone calls, no living expenses, and even the nanny at home, you fired, right?" Zhao Jingchen laughed back angrily, "Are you worthy of being parents? No, you and I will not follow anyone, I am already an adult I can't starve to death alone, without you, I, Zhao Jingchen... can still live well."

Zhao Jingchen said he was going to turn off the phone directly, he put his hands on his head, so that no one could see his expression.

Han Haoye didn't know how to comfort others either. Seeing Zhao Jing like this, he felt inexplicably irritated. The driver took Han Haoye home first, greeted Zhang Peng, and took Zhao Jingchen home.

As soon as he entered the door, Zhao Jingchen had already turned around and hugged him without saying a word, just hugging him quietly, getting tighter and tighter.

Han Haoye finally raised his hand, put one arm around Zhao Jingchen's shoulder, and stroked the back of his head with the other, half an hour later.

Han Haoye wondered if the child was out of temper, why was he standing still without making a sound, and just about to speak, Zhao Jingchen spoke first.

"Han Haoye, what should I do if no one wants me?" Zhao Jingchen looked at him, "They don't want me anymore."

"…you"

"I only have you, you can't abandon me anymore." Zhao Jingchen interrupted him, still hugging him, "Can you do me a favor?"

"Can you let me go first? It's a hot day and the air conditioner is not on. Do you want to take a sauna?" Han Haoye took his hand from his waist, walked over to turn on the air conditioner first, and then turned in to change it. Dressed in home clothes, holding two cans of beer, he sat on the sofa and waited for Zhao Jingchen to talk.

"I sing, so I can't drink." Zhao Jingchen put the wine in front of Han Haoye, "You drank too much last night, and you still have a hangover, right? You can't continue..."

"Talk about your business, don't worry about mine." Han Haoye opened a bottle and drank it by himself.

"You..." Zhao Jingchen wanted to say that it was bad for his stomach, but he stopped his words, "Sell that house for me, I don't want to live there, just right, I have no money, let's see how much it's worth , just don’t lose too much.”

"Whose house is it?"

"My own, the real estate certificate is here too." Zhao Jingchen suddenly knelt down on the carpet in front of the sofa, this action scared Han Haoye almost to spit a mouthful of wine.

Han Haoye looked at the people who were groping on the carpet, hesitant to say anything, maybe my house still hid your real estate certificate, but in the next second, his heart was pierced.

"Here, this is the real estate certificate of my house. I only have this house, and I have no other property." Zhao Jingchen took out a real estate certificate from under the carpet and handed it to the surprised Han Haoye, "I actually had a hunch, but I didn't expect them So fast, I often don’t go home, for fear of being taken away by someone with bad intentions at home.”

"...You, when did you put it away?" Han Haoye really wanted to fight the child in front of him, "This is my home, how can you put things indiscriminately?"

"I put it away when you were on a business trip. This will be my home in the future. The house is sold, half of which is paid for the rent, and you keep the other half for me. You can give it to me when I need it." Zhao Jingchen picked up the sofa cushion again, and took it from under the cushion. Come out with a few cards.

Han Haoye put the beer in his hand heavily on the coffee table, staring at Zhao Jingchen seriously.

"It's really gone this time, that's all." Zhao Jingchen took the card and real estate certificate, took Han Haoye's hand, and put it in his pocket. "This is all my property. There should be no money in these cards." , help me to see, take out all the money, write off all the money, throw it away."

"Why did you give it to me? Don't you still have a friend?" Han Haoye took a look at the real estate certificate, and he was only 19 years old.

"He doesn't sing with me anymore, I'm alone." Thinking of this, Zhao Jingchen still felt a little lost.

Seeing Zhao Jingchen's appearance, Han Haoye softened his heart a bit, "Okay, I'll help you deal with it, when are you going to train?"

"One o'clock noon the day after tomorrow." Zhao Jingchen looked up at Han Haoye, "Haoye, can you take me there?"

"I don't have time, I'll ask the driver to take you there." Han Haoye drank half a can of beer in one go, "I'll open a new account for you to deposit the money in."

Zhao Jingchen also knew that Han Haoye would not go see him off, but he still wanted to ask with the mentality of trying, "Then can I come here during my two days off?"

"Yes, just pay the rent"

"Okay, I'm leaving you can't go to any man, you are with me now, it must be only me"

Han Haoye glanced at him, "Little friend, are you right? We are friends with sex, do you care who I go to?"

Zhao Jingchen didn't argue with Han Haoye today, "Then do as you please, I'm tired, go to sleep for a while" and said that he would consciously go to the master bedroom.

"..." Han Haoye felt that something was missing. He was usually flamboyant, but today he didn't hate him?He took the real estate certificate again, checked the information, took the phone and went into the second bedroom by himself.

When Zhao Jingchen left, Han Haoye still didn't come to see him off, he only sent a driver to see him off. Zhao Jingchen was not in a good mood these two days, because of his parents, he adjusted his state and went to the training camp full of confidence .

Han Haoye still received a message from Zhao Jingchen during the meeting

"I know you are busy. My mobile phone will be confiscated if I go in. You should drink less alcohol. It is not good for your stomach. I will call you when I come back. Remember to miss me"

"Mr. Han?"

Han Haoye locked the screen of the phone without moving his expression, and stared at everyone sitting here seriously, "I hope that the problem you mentioned just now will not be solved."

It will happen again, I just started to contact real estate this year, all of you here are recruited by me with high salary, and the project department will be responsible for the problems of engineering, the same.There is a problem with your sales, you have to be responsible for it yourself, Fang Bo, I want to see the results of your sales department tomorrow morning."

"Okay, Mr. Han"

"Next, the project department will start reporting." Han Hao picked up his mobile phone and looked through it again. This child can't take care of himself well, so he has to be taken care of by an adult.

After Zhao Jingchen came to the training camp, he not only handed in his mobile phone, but also confiscated all his belongings that had nothing to do with music and dance.

"Next, this is the arrangement of your dormitory, randomly selected, two people in one dormitory, here is the dormitory number, come and choose"

Zhao Jingchen went up to choose a number, opened it and looked, it was number 7, and the other trainees also opened the notes in their hands, and started looking for their roommates.

"Zhao Jingchen"

"Huh?" Zhao Jingchen turned his head and glanced, then laughed again, "Fan Yujie, are you with me?"

"I'm 7." Fan Yujie showed Zhao Jingchen his note.

"Really, it's so fateful." Zhao Jingchen didn't think so in his heart, but this way of drawing lots couldn't be changed even if he wanted to.

"Yes, I hope you will take care of me in the future." Fan Yujie patted him on the shoulder, and Zhao Jingchen's face immediately became ugly.

"I'm a clean freak, don't touch me if you don't like it, can you understand?" Zhao Jingchen looked at Fan Yujie seriously.

"...Yes, what about me?" Fan Yujie put his hand on his shoulder, and he didn't know whether to pick it up or continue to put it down.

"Forget it this time, just remember it in the future." Zhao Jingchen raised his orchid finger, pinched Fan Yujie's hand with his thumb and index finger, and took it away from his shoulder.

Fan Yujie really wanted to say hello pervert, but he had a deep understanding of Zhao Jingchen, knowing that he did it on purpose, "The orchid finger is very beautiful"

Zhao Jingchen's heart was broken, and he resigned to his fate and went to No. 7 dormitory with Fan Yujie.

Han Haoye's life seems to be very simple, work, home, work, business trip, home, looking for Xiaohua, during this time he is so busy that he can take a rest, Han Haoye doesn't want to waste it like this.

"Is the house still satisfactory?"

"Satisfied, I don't care"

Han Haoye changed his shoes and glanced at the room, "You live alone?"

"Otherwise?" Xiaohua went up and entangled Han Haoye, "Could it be that I hid other people?"

Han Haoye didn't think so, he picked up Xiaohua and went into the bathroom, he came to find Xiaohua for that purpose.

"What happened today?"

"I don't know, maybe I'm too tired." Han Haoye lay on the bed restlessly. Just now, the atmosphere between the two of them was just right. When they were about to proceed to the next step, Zhao Jingchen's facial features suddenly appeared in his mind, and he seemed to have no regard for the people under him. If he is interested, he wants someone like Zhao Jingchen.

"No matter how tired you were before, you never had this kind of problem?" Xiaohua obviously didn't believe it. He had played with too many men, and of course he knew why Han Haoye was there.

"Do you want to try again?" Han Haoye turned over and kissed her again.

…………

"Brother Hao Ye, don't force yourself, we don't have to be a revolution, we can do something else," Xiaohua comforted, "Let's watch a movie."

"...It's not what you think." Han Haoye looked at Xiaohua's eyes and immediately understood his thoughts, "I'm really tired, I'll sleep for a while, don't disturb me" said he was going to lie down, close his eyes and fell asleep.

"Oh, it's not a big problem if you don't lift. I'll go and order you some bullwhip soup to make up for you." Xiaohua thought that Han Haoye had fallen asleep, sighed, got out of bed and closed the door.

"..." Han Haoye thought to himself, he really thought he wouldn't lift it. He opened his eyes and looked at the top of his head. He thought of Zhao Jingchen just now, and he couldn't get rid of it in his mind.

He closed his eyes, imagining the scene where Xiaohua was conquered by him, and begged him not to let it go with a crying voice. Sure enough, there was no problem.

Han Haoye was just a little bit complacent, but when the screen changed, it turned into a scene of Zhao Jingchen conquering him. His breathing became more and more rapid until he was blown away, and he felt an indescribable strange feeling in his heart.

"...How did this happen? Don't you want to do 0 after you've done 1?" Han Haoye got up and wiped off the water stains on his palms, went to the bathroom and took a cold shower before going back to lie down and continue to sleep.

And Zhao Jingchen has suffered a lot now. Although he has practiced dancing since he was a child, he can't stand the devil's training in the training camp. A month's time has completely transformed him.

"worn out"

"You're okay, you have dance skills since you were a child. I only sang before, and I don't know how to dance at all."

Zhao Jingchen was so tired that he didn't even bother to look at the mobile phone that was sent to him, "I'm not much better, but I like singing and dancing very much, I'm willing to be tired"

"Oh, let's rest for three or four hours a day, and the rest of the time is spent in the training room. I heard that you can write songs yourself?" Fan Yujie approached him and asked, "Is the song you sang in the finals yours?" wrote it yourself?"

"Well, but the writing is not good, I need to practice more in the future." Zhao Jingchen finally picked up the phone and pressed the power button.

"It's already very good. If you have time in the future, how about writing a song for me?"

"Okay, I will write to you when I have time"

"Thank you in advance." Fan Yujie was satisfied and lay down on his bed to rest. Although they didn't have a big enough stage yet, he could tell from the competition that Zhao Jingchen was definitely a talented singer.

Zhao Jingchen didn't think so. If he wanted to make a song well, he would have to put in so much effort. The song he sang in the finals was something he had been working on for a year.

the work.

He turned on the phone, and the first thing he did was call Han Haoye, because he could have a rest tomorrow, but it was already past eight o'clock, so he should have gone home, why didn't he answer the phone?

"President Han, your phone is ringing"

Han Haoye glanced at the phone number, hung up without a note, and continued to work overtime for the meeting.

"For the ribbon-cutting ceremony tomorrow morning, Tianhao's major shareholders will also come. We want to develop in all aspects, and we must win over these people." Han Haoye looked at the time, and it was already nine o'clock, "That's it for today, everyone hurry back and rest "

After the meeting, Han Haoye went to the banquet non-stop. Today is Du Zeyang's birthday. Sometimes he is very depressed, how did he get to play with these young people.

"Han Haoye, what time is it, tell me..."

"I heard that you have been going to the hospital a lot lately? Why, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Han Haoye hurriedly interrupted Du Zeyang.

"...Fart, who said that?" Du Zeyang hurriedly dragged Han Haoye to the wine table as if he had discovered something.

Zhao Jingchen made more than a dozen calls, but Han Haoye didn't answer any of them. He was too tired, and gradually fell asleep with the phone in his hand.

"Han Haoye, let me tell you...after a while..."

"Where are you going? Send you off"

"Go to your house, I won't go home." Du Zeyang was numb from drinking and pestered Han Haoye not to let go.

"Okay, let's go," Han Haoye said to the driver, and took Du Zeyang all the way home.

"Han Haoye, let me tell you, I've seen a doctor, and he...he doesn't like me"

"Why the hell do you like to change your taste? You like angels in white?" Han Haoye also drank a lot of wine himself, so he didn't bother to talk to Du Zeyang.

"Fart, what an angel, it's a boy in white." Du Zeyang got up and went to the bathroom, and took off his clothes and pants all over the floor.

"Could you fucking be more reserved, and when did you start liking men?" Han Haoye was used to Du Zeyang's rascally appearance, so it's fine if he strips naked.

"I don't like men, I like that doctor"

"Be careful that Mr. Du smashes your ass, get out of here." Han Haoye pushed away Du Zeyang who was lying on his body, got up and went to the bedroom, "I'm asleep, you can do whatever you want"

"I'm just thinking about it, who knows if people like me or not?" Du Zeyang also followed Han Hao into the bedroom.

Early the next morning, Zhao Jingchen packed up quickly and simply, and hurried to find Han Haoye, and bought breakfast for Han Haoye and himself on the way.

The moment Zhao Jingchen opened the door, he froze completely. There were scattered clothes and shoes all over the floor. He slammed the door heavily and went straight to the bedroom.