dark white star

Zhou Yan didn't know how to comfort Han Yu now, after all he knew about this matter and hadn't slowed down for a long time, why all of a sudden?Obviously yesterday was still so beautiful.

Zhou Yan remembered the way Han Xi was hesitant to speak in the car before.

"Is that... the one in the photo, is it really you?" Zhou Yan asked in a low voice with the last bit of luck in mind.

Han Yu nodded silently, something heavy fell to the ground in Zhou Yan's heart, which made him flustered.

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhou Yan said, stroking Han Yu's hair to comfort him.

Han Yu didn't cry, and didn't even make an excuse.

He just leaned against Zhou Yan's shoulder with a pale face, his expression numb.He didn't know how long this warm shoulder could let him lean on.

In the despair, there is also some pleasure like being angry after being exposed, Han Xie feels that he is about to break down.

Driving all the way back to Zhou Yan's home, Han Xie was like a puppet who had lost consciousness, only holding hands, Zhou Yan had to open the door with one hand.

The phone in his pocket had been vibrating for a long time, and he didn't pick it up, but picked it up and turned it off after Han Yu settled down.

He needs to have a good talk with Han Xi now.

The plush cushions on the sofa had caused Han Yu to scratch small wrinkles one by one, Zhou Yan knew that he was enduring it.

Resist not to let yourself explode.

Gently sat down next to Han Yu, Zhou Yan didn't say a word, just silently accompanied him until he was willing to speak.Zhou Yan didn't want to force him, he just felt sorry for Han Yu, really.

The sky darkened little by little, and the living room became pitch black. Zhou Yan didn't turn on the light, thinking that Han Xi might be more comfortable if it was darker.

"When I was a child..." Han Yu whispered, his voice was still a little hoarse, but he didn't care, and continued to tell in a very flat tone, as if he was telling someone else's story.

Zhou Yan immediately sat up straight and turned to Han Xi's side.

"My dad was infected with methamphetamine when I was a child," Han Yu scratched the edge of the sofa with his hand, Zhou Yan caught it and held it tightly, trying to warm it with his own body temperature .

"It was scary when it happened, like crazy." Han Yu said, his body shivered involuntarily, and Zhou Yan hugged him vaguely.

"He asked me to take those photos because of the money," said Han Xie.

"Little bastard, please make me happy!" Han Wei smiled lewdly with a cigarette in his mouth, standing on the edge of the bed, looking at Han Xi who was posing awkwardly on the bed.

The flashing lights kept ringing, which became an indelible psychological shadow on Han Xie for a while later.

Han Wei would do anything for money.Han Yu was still young, and the conservative Liu Xiaorong was unwilling to divorce at that time, because of the advice of her neighbors, she selfishly chose to remain silent.

Until one day, when Han Wei had another attack, he cut his mother. The blood everywhere and the screams of others made Han Xi's nightmare disappear for a short time.

Han Wei was sent to a drug rehabilitation center and sentenced to six years in prison.

Of course, the story of Han Yu also spread in that small place.For a moment, all the pure malice from the children were aimed at this young man.

Liu Xiaorong once again chose to escape. She used the money she had to send Han Xie to other places, and barely finished high school with the half-support of her sister-in-law.

Rumor is an invisible poisoned knife, it can choose to hurt at any time, even a boy who has nothing wrong.

Anyway, too much is the truth, isn't it?

When Han Yu finished speaking, she adjusted her breathing vigorously, as if exhaling the bad breath that had accumulated in her chest for many years, leaving behind the scar in her heart that would never heal.

Zhou Yan hugged him distressedly, "It's okay, it's okay, I've let someone control this matter now, and it will be dealt with in a while."

Han Yu nestled weakly in Zhou Yan's arms, feeling unreal for a while.

"I'm terrible, I'm such a person." Han Yu grabbed Zhou Yan's shirt tightly, like a drowning man grabbing the last straw.

"You have never been a bad person." Zhou Yan said, "I have never felt that way since the day I met you."

"You didn't do anything wrong from the beginning to the end. The reason why you became like this is because people's hearts are unpredictable." Zhou Yan took Han Yu's hand in his hand, "There are too many desires and desires in this society. interest, you are a victim."

"The victim can cry aloud." Zhou Yan patted Han Yu's shoulder lightly and said, "If you feel uncomfortable, just cry."

As soon as this sentence was said, Han Yu's tears burst out of her eyes as if she couldn't stop, and the tears were printed so that Zhou Yan's shirt became transparent.

Han Yu was crying loudly, forgetting all the troubles, grievances, and things that needed to be faced in his heart.

For some reason, after meeting Zhou Yan, Han Xie cried more often. Han Xie, who was carrying everything by herself, suddenly found someone who could make her cry without any scruples.

This person can help him resist the flood behind him, this person's shoulders can give him warmth, and he can rely on him when he is helpless.

Wrap all Han Yu's sorrows with a gentle beating heart.

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Zhou Yan frowned and pulled a tissue to wipe Han Yu's tears.

"I want to say it too!" Han Xi couldn't stop sobbing, "But can I say it? Dare I say it?"

"Aren't I afraid that you will disappear as soon as I say it?!" Han Yu cried even harder. This stubborn little Shamat suddenly turned back into a boy in line with his age group, and would face him when he was wronged. The elders act like a baby.

Zhou Yan patted Han Yu's head with distress and wanted to laugh and said, "Unless you say you don't want me to be by your side, I won't take a step."

As long as you want, as long as I have, do my best, do my best. 【Note】

"Really?" Han Yu slightly raised her crying red eyes and said to Zhou Yan, "You're so good at deceiving people."

"Really." Zhou Yan rubbed the person into his arms and said: "You have to ask that crazy woman Liang Liang after a while, and ask her when did Zhou Yan give up on the things I fancy? "

Han Yu moved awkwardly in his arms, Zhou Yan thought he was not feeling well, so she quickly picked up his face and looked at it carefully: "What's the matter, baby?"

"I'm hungry..." Han Yu said shyly.

When this bowl of tomato and egg noodles was brought to the table, Zhou Yan couldn't believe it. This was simply the peak of his cooking skills.

Han Yu was also very face-saving, she ate cleanly in two or three mouthfuls, and finally finished the soup as well.

Zhou Yan watched him eat, and slowly replied to the company's message.The matter was probably under control. It was a relatively low-status tabloid that broke the news first. After all, Han Wei didn't have the money to invite those big media to mess around.

This time the big trouble was entirely due to Han Xie's fame in the circle, so the attention also increased.

Zhou Yan let out a cold snort.

The media has already blocked their mouths, and what should be deleted is almost deleted. The next thing to control is the direction of public opinion on the Internet.

Words are formidable, Zhou Yan will definitely not let Han Yu suffer such harm again, no matter where it is caused.

"Brother, I've finished eating." Han Xie picked up the empty bowl and looked at it, then consciously went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

"Are you full? Do you want to order a takeaway or something?" Zhou Yan raised his head from the laptop screen and asked.

"I'm full," Han Yu said, poking her head out of the kitchen, "I'll cook a bowl of rice for you, you're hungry too."

Zhou Yan didn't speak, just smiled and watched Han Yu enter the kitchen and start tinkering with kitchen utensils.

Han Yu never grieves over one thing for too long, it’s fine after crying and comforting, there is no such thing as superfluous sadness, being strong makes people feel distressed.

Like a dog's tail grass.

This wonderful metaphor made Zhou Yan burst out laughing, and couldn't stop laughing. When Han Yu brought out the fried rice, Zhou Yan was still laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" Han Yu was a little confused when he came out, Zhou Yan waved his hand, took the fried rice and started to gobble it up, without taking his eyes off the document that Lin Duoduo sent just now.

"Is this matter particularly serious..." Han Yu was a little apprehensive when she asked.

He didn't see those photos, Zhou Yan immediately controlled the media to delete the photos, and up to now, Han Yu's cell phone is still there to help Zhou Yan look at it.

"It's serious if it's serious, and it's not serious if it's not serious." Zhou Yan said vaguely: "Anyway, you just have to believe that I can solve this matter."

"Well, I believe it." Han Yu nodded his head like pounding garlic, and Zhou Yan patted his head a little funny.

In the next week, Zhou Yan told Han Xi what to do, and he would handle the online affairs well.

Sure enough, many people were asking about this matter during the live broadcast. Zhou Yan taught him how to go roundabout, avoid those questions that are a bit exaggerated, and answer things that are neither serious nor serious.

Although a lot of people scolded him in the first few days, and the drop of fans was a bit severe, Zhou Yan was always by his side, and stayed by his side many nights.

This made Han Yu's wandering and at a loss heart find a place to belong.

Sure enough, after this turmoil, no one is asking this question anymore. Fans of Han Xie also went to various platforms to help clarify, but instead attracted some fans who were planning to eat melons.

Everything is slowly getting better.

When Han Yu came out of the Internet cafe again, he saw Zhou Yan's car with double flashing lights.

He trotted past.

Now that it is March and April, although it is said that it will pick up again, the existence of the saying that the spring is cold and cold is still very reasonable.

As soon as Han Yu came out, she shivered subconsciously. Zhou Yan hurriedly put his hands on the car's air conditioner and rubbed it to warm it up: "How is today? Did you little bastard say those rubbish words?"

Han Yu burst out laughing and said, "No, no, I saw your trash talk today."

Zhou Yan pursed her lips, feeling a little embarrassed, "That's good, I'm the only one who can talk trash during your live broadcast."

"Yeah." Han Xie took out the fruit candy that had been hidden in his pocket and put it in Zhou Yan's hand: "The sister in the supermarket gave it to you."

Zhou Yan squinted at him: "I helped you so much, don't you have to thank me? Huh?"

"How can I thank you?"

"How about making a promise?"

Han Yu looked at Zhou Yan, who was no longer in a positive shape, and felt a little joy in his heart. This person would only become like this when he was in front of him.

very nice.

Han Yu smiled, peeled off the fruit candy and stuffed it into Zhou Yan's mouth: "Don't talk, hurry up and drive."

……

Wan Liang glanced at Han Wei who was pleading at his feet, feeling a little nervous.

"If I don't have money, then I can't help it." Wan Liang kicked Han Wei's hand holding his trousers away in disgust, and slowly took a step back. one person.

The man stood still at the door, the scar on his face became more and more ferocious along with his expression.

"Is that Han Wei?" The man spat on the ground and said.

The author has something to say: I said that the abuse can't be more than one chapter!

The author carefully picked his feet and said seriously.