After Lin Lian and Han Zaixing returned to the bedroom, Han Zaixing asked Lin Lian to sleep for a while.
Lin Lian said: "You are not sleeping?"
He didn't sleep for long, either.
Han Zaixing laughed, "Of course I have to sleep."
"You go and wash first."
"good."
Lin Lian went to the bathroom, Han Zaixing watched the door close, then picked up his phone and clicked on the latest email.
After a while, he clicked on the phone book and dialed a number.
“In progress.”
A familiar voice came.
Han Zaixing took his cell phone to the balcony, "This plan is feasible, but there are some problems in some places. I will point it out to you later."
"OK."
"Subscribe me two flights to City F, tomorrow morning."
"City F? What are you doing in City F?"
"You don't have to worry about this, just book me a plane ticket to City F tomorrow morning."
“Two.”
"Okay, I'll order it right away."
"You can't relax the other two things. Send me an email every day, and I need to know the progress of those two things."
"no problem."
Han Zaixing hung up the phone and turned into the bedroom.
Just as he turned around, he stopped.
A second later, he turned around and looked downstairs.
A black Bentley drove out of the old house.
And that car is in the dark.
Lin Lian washed up and came out, and Han Zaixing had already put his cell phone in his pocket.
Lin Lian looked at him, "I'm done washing."
"Okay, you go to bed first."
"Um."
Lin Lian took off the quilt and lay on the bed, and Han Zaixing went to the bathroom.
The bathroom door was closed quickly.
Lin Lian listened to the sound of the bathroom door closing, looked at the crystal chandelier above his head, and closed his eyes.
I feel like I'm dreaming these two days, very unreal.
When Han Zaixing came out of the bathroom, Lin Lian was already asleep. He looked at the person lying on the bed, and his quiet sleeping face could not be removed.
After a while, Han Zaixing lowered his head, his lips gently fell on Lin Liang's forehead, and turned around to the study.
There is a separate study in the bedroom, right next to it. After Han walked in, he turned on his computer and started to be busy.
He has many things, and nothing can be delayed.
Time ticked over, the atmosphere in the study was quiet, and so was in the bedroom.
However, Lin Lian didn't sleep well.
She didn't dream at first, but later, Lin Lian dreamed.
She dreamed of someone.
A person I haven't dreamed of for a long time.
Han Zaixing's fingers were typing on the keyboard, and his fingertips moved on the touch screen from time to time.
He looked at the computer screen, frowned slightly, his eyes serious and serious.
Suddenly, he heard something, and looked at the screen and looked at the closed study door.
"You can't...can't..."
"return……"
"Come back soon..."
It was Lin Lian’s voice, very weak and very depressing.
Han Zaixing immediately stood up and strode out.
On the bed, Lin Liang was still muttering, his face full of worry and fear.
Her hands were clutching the quilt tightly, and her forehead was covered with sweat.
Han Zaixing held Lin Lian's hand and shouted, "Lin Lian?"
Lin Lian, “Don’t go…”
"He is not a good person..."
"don't want……"
Han Zaixing tightened his hands and touched Lin Lian's face, "Lin Lian!"
“…”
"Lin Liang!"
“…”
"Lin Liang!"
The person with his eyes closed opened his eyes, and the clear eyes were full of fear.
Seeing the fear in these eyes, Han Zaixing tightened his hands and said, "Lin Lian, it's me."
A familiar voice fell into his ears, Lin Liang's eyes, which seemed to be stationary, finally moved, then turned around and looked at Han Zaixing.
Her eyes had no focal length, but after seeing Han Zaixing, the light inside gradually returned.
When Han Zaixing's face completely fell into his eyes, Lin Lian's tense body relaxed in an instant.
She closed her eyes and covered her eyes with her hands.