"That one seems to be my friend." Ou Xuhan saw a familiar voice not far away, then turned to He Zikai and said, "Zikai, I went over to say hello to my friend."
"Well, we are waiting for you here." He Zikai said without any expression on his face.
Ou Xuhan nodded happily, then signaled to Song Jingye and Gu Yao before leaving.
After Ou Xuhan left, the atmosphere among the remaining three people immediately changed and became a little dull.
"Zi Kai, you still miss Nuonuo, right?" Gu Yao finally couldn't hold back and asked.
Ever since he left Ou Xuhan by his side, he knew what his purpose was, because Ou Xuhan had a pair of eyes that were very similar to Nono's, almost exactly the same.
There is clarity, innocence, and simple foolishness in those eyes.
"The person who betrayed me." He Zikai raised his thin lips and said coldly, "Even if he thinks about it, he only hates it."
In the past five years, I have never forgotten that damn woman, just because I hated her and hated her for leaving him and falling into the arms of other men.
"Can you hate me?" Song Jingye suddenly asked.
He Zikai said nothing, took the glass of wine in front of him and drank it down in one gulp.
Hate, really hate? I don’t know.
Song Jingye waited for a long time, but did not wait for He Zikai's answer, and continued, "Zi Kai, if you keep Xuhan by your side because of those eyes and have no intention of marrying her, I advise you to let her go as soon as possible.
Don't hurt an innocent girl."
He Zikai still didn't speak, feeling depressed in his heart. He picked up another glass of wine and drank it, wanting to use alcohol to anesthetize himself.
Letting go of Xuhan, I was afraid that after letting go of Xuhan, I would never find anything the same as that damn woman in my life.
Song Jingye saw He Zikai's silent look and wanted to say something, but was suddenly stopped by Gu Yao.
Gu Yao stretched out her hand and suddenly took Song Jingye's arm. She looked at him and signaled him to stop talking.
Facing Gu Yao taking the initiative to approach him, even if it was a small movement, Song Jingye felt satisfied in his heart. He stretched out his hand to hold her hand, listened to her intention, and said nothing more.
After Ou Xuhan came back after saying hello to his friends, the four of them came together to chat happily.
After the whole dinner party, the four of them basically only moved in a small circle of four people. They only exchanged superficial greetings with the outside world and did not have too much contact.
At nine-twenty, He Zikai came close to Ou Xuhan's ear and whispered, "Xuhan, it's time to leave. I'll take you home."
Ou Xuhan nodded, very well-behaved.
Song Jingye and Gu Yao felt that it was a little late and decided to go home.
The four of them left the dinner together.
On the way home, Gu Yao sat in the car and looked out the window. Her left hand was held by Song Jingye.
Song Jingye looked at the road in front of him, and from time to time he looked at Gu Yao beside him, wanting to talk to her, but he didn't know what to talk about.
"Nono has been doing well these past few years, right?" Gu Yao suddenly said.
After hearing Gu Yao's words, Song Jingye thought about it and said, "With the financial genius and billionaire Gong Yi by his side, he must be living a good life."
Song Jingye was very dissatisfied with Cheng Nuo's departure because of He Zikai's relationship.
In the past five years, I have seen every change in that brother. In the mall, he has become more ruthless and decisive. In life, he has also become lonely and boring. Thinking about it now, it seems that he has never seen him in the past five years.
He has ever had a smile before.
"I think Nono didn't just want to return to Gong Yi when he left. There should be other reasons." Gu Yao guessed that Nono left too suddenly and didn't tell herself that she didn't know what she was thinking.
What do you think? If I knew, maybe I would explain it to Nono in front of Zikai. Then, Zikai would not be so miserable and hate Nono so much these years.
"What's the reason? Did Zi Kai treat her badly?" Song Jingye asked.
Hearing Song Jingye's question, Gu Yao didn't want to answer, worried that she would quarrel with him if she continued.
Song Jingye waited for a while, but didn't hear Gu Yao speak. He turned his head to look at her and saw her expression was dull, and he didn't know what to do.
After staying by my side for five years, I still couldn't figure out her temper. I never thought about quarreling with her. I just wanted to chat with her calmly and tell the truth. But every time, her indifference and silence made me confused.
I feel even more upset when I take measures.
…
He Zikai drove the car to the door of Ou's mansion, but Ou Xuhan did not get out of the car immediately.
"Want to go in and sit down?" Ou Xuhan turned around, looked at He Zikai, and asked.
He Zikai also turned his face at this time and looked at Ou Xuhan, "No, it's too late. I'm afraid it will disturb Uncle Ou and Aunt Ming's rest."
After saying that, He Zikai leaned over and approached Ou Xuhan, held her cheeks with both hands, moved forward, and kissed her slightly closed eyes gently.
Leaving slowly, He Zikai said in an indifferent tone, "Go back and have a rest early."
"Yeah." Ou Xuhan was very happy because of the kiss he gave He Zikai just now. He looked at He Zikai, pursed his lips, and said, "Good night."
"Hmm..." He Zikai nodded.
Watching Ou Xuhan get out of the car and walk into the house, He Zikai drove away until the figure disappeared from his sight.
There were not many vehicles on the road at night. He Zikai was driving very fast, staring ahead, and all he could think about was the figure of a person.
What is she doing now? In the past five years, has she thought about herself?
The last phone call before she left, the phone said, let yourself think of her all the time. She did it, she did it every day, but what about her? Did she ever think about herself?
Missing is often very clear and profound in the dark night. He Zikai's eyes gradually became filled with a layer of fog, and his whole heart trembled violently because of missing him.
"Nuo'er..." He Zikai still couldn't hold back and shouted out.
Nuoer, my own Nuoer.
Back at the shore of Lishui Bay, the lights on the first floor of the villa were on. He Zikai walked in, turned off the lights on the first floor, and went up to the second floor.
Back in the bedroom, He Zikai did not fall asleep immediately. Instead, he went to the balcony, sat on a chair and smoked a cigarette alone.
After sitting for three full hours, He Zikai returned to the bedroom. After taking a bath, he took out some medicine and took many pills before lying on the bed to rest.
When I closed my eyes, all I could think of was a person's figure, and I didn't feel sleepy at all.
For five years, even if I took a lot of medicine to help me sleep every night, it would not help. I would still suffer from insomnia, I would still call someone’s name, open my eyes, and reach out to touch the empty space next to me.
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In a high-end villa in Ottawa, Canada, the carpet in the living room is very soft and comfortable. At this time, a little girl is sitting on the carpet and playing with the toys around her. (To be continued)