Two slow-moving people fall in love

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"Han Xuan, what's wrong?"

"Are you busy?" Han Xuan asked.

"Oh, just finished the meeting." Ye Yunyi's voice seemed to be always smiling: "Say it."

The heavy rain poured down, and a bolt of lightning broke through the clouds, illuminating Han Xuan's face.

He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the practice room, his eyes passed through the heavy rain, and fell on the pedestrians rushing to avoid the rain on the street.

"Are you going out this afternoon?" He said, with an imperceptible temptation in his tone: "It seems to be raining too much, do you have an umbrella?"

Ah, such a poor excuse.

He closed his eyes tightly.

"Bring it, don't worry, I won't get wet." Ye Yunyi said: "It's a bit big, are you still practicing dancing?"

Han Xuan pursed his lips and hummed.

"Or let Lin Li take you back first." He said, "Before there is a traffic jam, I don't think the rain will stop for a while."

"..."

"Han Xuan?"

"If you don't have any arrangements, I'll accompany you to dinner before going back." Han Xuan grabbed the railing in front of him, his fingertips turned white: "This is quite close to your company, and we will arrive soon."

There was silence on the other end, and there was the sound of cloth rubbing, as if the person listening to the phone stood up.

"It's raining too much." His voice was low and deep: "Be obedient."

"..."

Han Xuan took a deep breath and said, "Okay."

"Xuan'er." Wang Haoran shook the umbrella outside the door, and closed the door behind his back: "What delicious food did you make? It smells so good."

Han Xuan came out of the kitchen, holding a rag in his hand: "Chestnut chicken soup, have you eaten yet?"

"No, I just guessed that you want to eat delicious food today, and you deliberately saved your stomach."

Since being declined some time ago, Han Xuan seemed to be struggling with someone, cooking in different ways every day, and asked the driver to give a portion of the dishes to Ye Yunyi, and the rest was resolved internally with Wang Haoran.

After eating out, Wang Haoran would always be tempted by the aroma to have another meal when he came back. Later, he simply stopped eating out, and came back every day on an empty stomach to enjoy Ye Yunyi's favor.

It rained heavily today, he ran all the way back, his body was soaked, and now he took a big towel and stood at the kitchen door to wipe his hair: "So many dishes?!"

"Well, eat more, or there will be leftovers tomorrow."

"Don't worry about that, I ran all the way back, and now I'm almost starving to death." Wang Haoran chuckled: "These are ready, right? I took them out."

Han Xuan hummed, turned off the fire and served the soup, and took it out with chopsticks.

He sat down at the table, held the bowl and blew, and carefully took a sip.

Wang Haoran took a piece of chestnut and chewed it, and looked into the kitchen when he saw this.

——Beside the clean table, there are two food boxes neatly placed.

"No food delivered today?" He asked.

Han Xuan followed his gaze and looked back, and said lightly: "Well, I don't need it today."

Wang Haoran nodded: "That's right, the road is as congested as a parking space, if this is delivered, it will probably be completely cold in the mouth."

Han Xuan didn't answer, and said, "Try that bean, I always think it's not cooked."

"Oh." Wang Haoran picked up his chopsticks: "It's cooked, and the taste is just right. Hey, if you want to tell me the truth, love makes people progress. When you were in the dormitory, you just cooked porridge and noodles. How long has it been since you moved out?" , the skill points are all full."

Han Xuan smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

At the same time, Lin's private hospital.

A row of people stood outside the emergency room, and Lin Bo stood at the head, staring closely at the red light on the door.

With a soft "ding", Lin Zhong stepped out of the elevator with a dark face.

A young man in military uniform immediately went up to him and called out "Young Master Lin" in a low voice.

Lin Zhong interrupted him impatiently: "How is it?"

"Still in rescue." The young man said, "I just delivered a blood bag, and the doctor said that it caused an old injury, and the situation is not good."

Lin Zhong's face became even colder, and he turned to look at Lin Bo.

Lin Bo's eyes were reddish, and he clasped his hands in front of him. I don't know if it was an illusion. Lin Zhong felt that his back was a little bent, and he looked much older.

He frowned deeply, and his voice was hoarse and tired: "Young master."

Lin Zhong was so anxious that he was going crazy, but facing this elder-like old man, he had to maintain the restraint brought out in his bones: "Lin Bo, what's going on."

The old man exhaled, perhaps because he was more emotional when he was older, his voice trembled a little.

"Last night, Lin Rong delivered medicine to Mr...."

About four and ten minutes later, North City.

Wang Haoran took the vibrating mobile phone and knocked on the bathroom door: "Xuan'er, call! There is an A written on it!"

The sound of water inside stopped, the door was opened a crack, and a hand that was still steaming took the phone: "Thank you."

Han Xuan leaned against the cold tiles, his wet hair was dripping, sticking to his snow-white cheeks.

The phone rang for an unknown amount of time, he grabbed the towel and wiped his face in a hurry, tucked his hair behind his ear with one hand, and swiped to answer it with the other.

"Hello?" There was a secret joy in his voice, but then, Ye Yunyi's words froze the smile on his lips.

"Han Xuan." Ye Yunyi said: "Uncle is suddenly ill, I'm going to Nanming in a few days."

"Then I—"

He wanted to say that I will go with you, but Ye Yunyi interrupted him in a rare way: "Be careful in Beicheng, if you need to mention anything to Lin Li."

Han Xuan's body tensed unconsciously, he stood stiffly close to the tiles, and hurriedly said: "I know...no, it's not..."

He was so anxious that he could speak incoherently, so that the end of each pause trembled: "...I have nothing to do next, can I take time off to go with you?"

"You are waiting for me to come back in Beicheng." Ye Yunyi said without the slightest hesitation, "Don't you still have to record a program in a few days, it's your first time on TV, don't let it go to waste."

"but--"

"The plane is about to take off. I'll send you a message when I land. Go to bed early."

"..."

The tiles in the bathroom were covered with tiny drops of water, Han Xuan stared at one of them slowly flowing down, opened his mouth, and squeezed out "good" from his throat.

The call is over.

He put away his phone and turned on the shower again.

The warm water sprayed out, and in a short while his already slightly dry hair returned to its original shape.

He stood under the water in a bit of embarrassment, and swallowed a sigh.

Wang Haoran came out of the room to drink water, and saw Han Xuan closing the toilet door with a mop.

"Mopping the floor?" He opened the refrigerator, took out a bucket of mineral water and filled the glass: "Didn't you just mop it yesterday?"

"Let's procrastinate one more time." Han Xuan lightly kicked the bench in the middle of the road away: "Anyway, there's nothing to do."

Wang Haoran didn't take it seriously: "Reading, hey, how about I take you to eat chicken, we two row together, you just need to be a cat."

"Farewell." Han Xuan said without raising his head, "I played once before. I slipped my hand and jumped out of the car, and then I was beaten to death."

"Pfft——" Wang Haoran almost choked on water, swallowed in fear, and said: "You are also very good...then I will go in first, and I am still waiting for me to drive over there."

"good."

Han Xuan watched him enter the door, and just as he was about to continue mopping the floor, the door opened again.

"Da Zhou was called by his sister to wash the dishes." He went straight to the door to change his shoes: "Do you want to bring anything?"

Han Xuan asked: "What are you doing?"

"Isn't the shampoo running out soon? I'll buy a new bottle while it's not raining."

There is a community supermarket downstairs, and it takes less than 10 minutes to go back and forth.

Han Xuan thought for a few seconds with the mop in his hands, leaned the mop against the table, and walked over: "I'll go with you."

"Huh? You..."

Han Xuan has quickly put on his shoes: "Huh?"

Wang Haoran looked at him, then at the mop casually thrown aside, pouted: "It's okay, let's go."

With Han Xuan's character of cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder from time to time, why is he going out without washing or collecting the mop today?

Something is wrong, Wang Haoran shook his head in his heart.

When he walked downstairs, Han Xuan looked around, but couldn't find Lin Li.

Also, usually when Wang Haoran is around, Lin Li won't show up.

He withdrew his gaze and walked towards the supermarket with Wang Haoran.

Perhaps because of the heavy rain, there were only three or four customers in the supermarket. They took shampoo to check out, and there was only one person in front of them, who bought a stick of chewing gum and walked out while eating.

Wang Haoran paid with his mobile phone, and said to Han Xuan, "Did you see that person just now?"

Han Xuan asked, "Which one?"

The two walked out along the exit, and a black motorcycle was parked on the side of the road.

"It's the person in front of us just now." Wang Haoran put one hand in his pocket and pointed behind him: "Did you see his car?"

Han Xuan looked back: "Motorcycle?"

"Ah, that's it." There was a pine cone lying in the middle of the road, and Wang Haoran kicked it aside: "Guess how much it is."

Han Xuan said absently, "Ten thousand?"

"Where is it so cheap, guess again." Wang Haoran pointed to the front: "Before reaching the stairs, if you guess correctly, you will get a prize."

Han Xuan glanced at him helplessly: "Fifty thousand?"

"It's too cheap, you have to make bold assumptions."

Han Xuan smiled.

The community that had just rained was humid and quiet. Behind them, there was a roar of a motorcycle starting.

They leaned towards the side of the road, Wang Haoran shook his head: "As expected of Ducati."

"Ducati?"

"Ducati Devil, you go on—"

"Get out of the way!!" "Damn Han Xuan!"

Apron of a private airport in Beicheng

Ye Yunyi opened her eyes and looked at her phone.

It was like a special induction in the dark, and the next second, Lin Li's call came in.

His eyelids twitched.

"Young Master Ye, Young Master Han had a car accident in the community. The person who hit him was a motorcycle..."

Ye Yunyi sat up straight: "How is the situation?"

Lin Li was taken aback by the frighteningly cold tone, and said, "Look at the owner's reaction, it probably wasn't intentional, but the car was tampered with beforehand..."

"I asked Han Xuan!"

Ye Yunyi frowned tightly, and her eyes were full of anger.

"Han, Young Master Han, just now the doctor said that Young Master Han has a scratch on his body, which has been treated, and the problem is not serious—"

"It's not a big problem?" Ye Yunyi laughed sarcastically, obviously extremely angry: "Twenty people guard a place the size of a palm, and I only ask you to guarantee the absolute safety of one person, absolutely safe! Now everyone's hands are stretched out into the house The door is open, you tell me it’s not a big problem! Then what does it take to be a big problem!!”

The last roar was clearly heard by everyone present through the mobile phone. Lin Li fell silent, and broke out in a cold sweat the next second.

Not only him, but everyone else around was taken aback - seeing Ye Yunyi's usual handsome appearance, who would have thought that he could get so angry?

Lin Li took a deep breath, and said bravely, "Young Master Ye, this time I..."

"Let me come." A hand was stretched out from the slant, the arm was still wrapped with a thin layer of gauze, and it stopped in front of him.

——Han Xuan came out of the room at some point, standing aside and smiling at him.

Lin Li was still covered with sweat, and blinked his eyes.

Han Xuan reached out and took the phone over: "Ye Yunyi?"

Ye Yunyi paused, and when he spoke again, the violence in his tone was gone: "How are you?"

Han Xuan was supported by the doctor, and carefully sat down on the sofa. He actually fell a little hard, and several places under his clothes were bruised, and he frowned in pain when he sat down.

Even so, the voice was steady: "I'm fine, don't worry."

"What's all right, where are you now?"

"At home, it has been sterilized, and it's really fine." Han Xuan said.

"No, I'll send someone over now, and you guys go to the hospital for a full body check."

Han Xuan repeatedly said no: "It's just scratched a little, and the blood didn't bleed a lot. Don't worry about me."

He didn't know that the Ye family had a regular private jet, so he urged him to hang up the phone: "Hasn't it taken off yet? Shouldn't the flight attendant remind me?"

Ye Yunyi said: "It's okay, I..."

He wanted to say that I will accompany you to the hospital, you wait for me.But when the words came to his lips, he couldn't say anything.

He can't go.

Not to mention the critically ill relatives on the other side, the purpose of this accident is so obvious, once he rushes back, Han Xuan will definitely be involved.

"——I don't worry about you, I'll let someone accompany you to the hospital later."

Han Xuan tightened his five fingers holding the phone, and said as usual: "Okay, then you should also pay attention to safety, and say hello to my uncle when you see me."

This is what it means to end.

Ye Yunyi was silent for a moment, then said, "Okay."

The other end is always smiling: "Then I will hang up first."

"……it is good."