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Chapter 599 Chen Bai II Chapter (11)

He Yao knew that Chen Bai didn't drink very well, so he took special care not to let him drink.

But I can't bear it.

Chen Bai still drank a lot.

In the end, I was drunk again, and this time it was worse than the last time.

In the end, He Yao went back with him on his back. As soon as he entered the door, he tripped over the threshold and both of them fell to the ground.

Before falling to the ground, He Yao reacted quickly and stretched out his arms to support the back of Chen Bai's head.

"It hurts." Chen Bai frowned and snorted.

He Yao was speechless, pushed him away and rubbed his wrist.

"Are you still in pain? What did I say to me?"

His right hand was already injured, and Chen Bai used his left arm as a cushion just now, and now his left arm seems to be a little dislocated, which is uncomfortable anyway.

Chen Bai originally had his eyes closed, but in the dim light and shadow, those pitch-black pupils opened, and a swaying shadow in front of him was reflected in Chen Bai's eyes.

"He Yao."

"..." He Yao didn't bother to talk to him.

Chen Bai didn't give up: "Are you He Yao? Are you?"

"Ang, it's me, and I still know your grandfather?" He Yao rubbed his shoulders and scolded him, "You said that you are the same, and you know that you can't hold alcohol, so what else do you drink? Drink from your second uncle's house?"

"I'm sorry, He Yao."

Chen Bai's voice choked up.

He Yao raised his brows high, "I'm sorry for what?"

"Sorry, I hurt you."

"What hurt me?"

"Fate." Chen Bai said word by word, "I killed your life, it's gone."

As we spoke, tears fell.

He Yao licked the corner of his mouth, squatted down, and patted Chen Bai's firm shoulder.

"Isn't my life good here? You're drunk."

Chen Bai grabbed He Yao's collar, and two streams of tears flowed into He Yao's chest.

"You are my brother, but I hurt you. It's all my fault, my fault."

"What nonsense are you talking about, who the hell got hurt by you." He Yao pushed Chen Bai away impatiently.

Then Chen Bai was still crying.

Inexplicably, there is a taste of heartbreak.

This was the first time He Yao saw Chen Bai crying so hard.

It made him feel weird too.

But He Yao is used to being heartless, even if it is Chen Bai, he can't change some of his character.

He Yao helped Chen Bai up and threw him directly on the bed.

Pulling off the quilt, covering him, he kicked Chen Bai resentfully.

"If you fucking touch alcohol again in the future, don't live in my house and get out."

"Brother, I'm sorry...Xiao Yao."

He Yao was stunned.

He was ready to turn around and leave just now, who would have heard such a thing.

Turning around slowly, condescendingly, staring at Chen Bai lying unconscious on the bed, "What did you call me just now?"

But Chen Bai had already passed out.

In the next second, he fell asleep.

He Yao couldn't laugh or cry, but the sound of closing the door was very soft.

subconsciously.

……

He Yao left early the next morning. There was something to do in the hospital, so he had to go back quickly.

He was in a hurry to leave, Chen Bai hadn’t woken up yet, and he forgot to leave a note for Chen Bai. He didn’t remember Chen Bai until after the seminar, and found that Chen Bai had turned around and called him more than 10 times. up.

"Hi, Chen Bai." He Yao leaned against the wall, lazily called Chen Bai and said, "I have something to do in the hospital, I came early today."

"So that's how it was. I thought you were gone and you didn't want me anymore."

He Yao smiled, feeling very warm in his heart, but he said unforgivingly: "That is my house, where do I go? I don't make money, so you support me?"

Chen Bai didn't speak.

"Anyway, it's fine if you don't leave. I'll go find you?"

"No, there are no patients here in the hospital today. You can rest at home for a day and help me clean up."

"Okay, pay attention to your hands." Chen Bai said.

"Ang, I know, you too, don't touch the water with your left hand."

After He Yao finished making the phone call, he turned around and was taken aback.

At some point, Song Ye was standing behind him without making a sound.

He Yao was speechless to the extreme, rubbing his forehead: "Are you a ghost?"

Song Ye was very strange: "Who are you calling? Have you got a girlfriend?"

"Fuck you, it's just Chen Bai." He Yao said unhappily.

"Oh……."

Song Ye's voice drew a long tone, and then raised his eyebrows, "Are you so happy to call Chen Bai?"

"Why am I happy? Which eye of yours sees me happy? Are you looking for kicks?"

He Yao's long legs were bent, and he really kicked Song Ye twice, and Song Ye kicked back not to be outdone.

"You're hurting your right hand now, I'll let you go once, don't worry about it."

"cut."

He Yao turned around and left.

He is going back to his office.

Song Ye followed behind him, and then came in. When He Yao took off his white coat, Song Ye suddenly said:
"You...Father, he is seriously ill, with terminal cancer, and there is no way out."

He Yao's finger that unbuttoned the button paused.

"Oh. How did you know about this?"

"Your father, He Haitian, is also a famous figure in the shopping mall after all. This matter has spread, and it is said that your elder brother Shen Sheng will inherit his company."

"Oh." He Yao lowered his brows with a calm gesture.

"Whatever, I don't care, I have nothing to do with them."

"But don't you go and see? I know which hospital he's in, in—"

"unnecessary."

Before Song Ye finished speaking, He Yao interrupted him, who flicked his sleeves impatiently.

"In the future in the hospital, don't mention his affairs to me, or brother will have nothing to do."

After speaking, He Yao left.

Slam the door shut.

Song Ye couldn't help sighing, helpless.

Song Ye knew that no matter how awkward He Yao's mouth was, in fact, in his heart, it was a knot and a hurdle for He Yao, and He Yao had to go over by himself, because Song Ye didn't know how to help him.

……

Chen Bai made small biscuits and sent them to He Yao for his review.

He Yao was suffering from Song Ye's anger. When he saw the picture Chen Bai sent him, he felt that the anger in his heart dissipated a lot, but he still said:

"You didn't burn the kitchen down for me, did you?"

"No, do you want to come back and take a look?"

"You take a video and send it to me to have a look. I'm worried about you." He Yao said.

Chen Bai said yes.

Then I actually sent a video and passed it on.

Chen Bai didn't seem very good at posting videos, so he even took pictures of himself.

Seeing that there was a piece of dust on his face, like a flower tiger, He Yao's long and narrow phoenix eyes showed a rare smile, made a video call with Chen Bai, and said, "You have dust on your face."

"Where." Chen Bai wiped it casually.

But it didn't rub off.

Across the screen, He Yao pointed to the tip of Chen Bai's nose: "Here, idiot."

Chen Bai only saw He Yao's slender fingers, but didn't see where he was pointing, so he was a little dazed.

He Yao then pointed to his nose, "Here, wipe it off."

"Oh." Chen Bai came back to his senses and coughed twice.

"By the way, do you want to eat these biscuits? The taste is okay."

"Then send it here, take more, and be careful on the road."

"it is good."

Just as He Yao was about to hang up the video, he heard Chen Bai call him "He Yao", and then Chen Bai said: "You transfer 200 yuan to me on WeChat, and I will take a taxi, thank you."

He Yao is not short of 200 yuan, he is a little casual: "What did you call me when you were drunk last night, remember?"

"Me? What did I call you?"

"It's fine if you don't remember it." He Yao hung up the phone quickly.

……

When Chen Bai came to deliver the biscuits, Shen Sheng happened to come to the hospital and stood at the door of He Yao's office.

Chen Bai heard Shen Sheng say:
'Dad misses you very much, so just go and see him once. '

He Yao looked impatient: "That's your dad, not my dad, is it over?"

"My surname is Shen, you are the same as him, and your surname is He."

"Hehe." He Yao felt that Shen Sheng was very good at pretending.

That kind of head-to-toe looks very hypocritical and hypocritical.

It made He Yao very upset and annoying.

"It's true that your surname is not He, but changing your surname is not a matter of minutes? Now that the company is in your hands, why are you still pretending to be a nice guy? Disgusting, huh?"

Shen Sheng shook his head: "If you want the company, that - it's yours at any time."

He Yao smiled.

A superficial smile that doesn't enter the eyes.

He raised one hand, pointed to the position of Shen Sheng's heart, and drew a circle in the air.

"Ask yourself, do you really not care about that company? Oh yes, even if you really don't care about it, how can your mother not care about it? Isn't it?"

"Xiao Yao—"

"It's okay, you go, I have to work."

Shen Sheng pursed his lips.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Chen Bai.

Chen Bai and Shen Sheng looked at each other, and the next second, Chen Bai took the initiative to turn his head away.

He was still holding the biscuit in his hand, and his body was a little more relieved of the smell of gunpowder smoke and filled with the smell of fireworks.

Shen Sheng passed by Chen Bai's side without saying anything.

Chen Bai coughed twice, and He Yao turned around, his eyes were a little red.

But when he saw Chen Bai, he quickly suppressed the blush, like a stubborn child, he coughed in annoyance, "You came quite quickly."

Chen Bai stepped forward, "Here, it's just out of the pot."

"Oh."

He Yao lowered his head.

Chen Bai was taller than him by more than a head, and from Chen Bai's angle, he could see the top of He Yao's hair.

Like a child, insecure, but stubborn.

Chen Bai sighed, "You—"

"What do you want to say?" He Yao took the initiative to raise his eyes, and there was a bit of sharpness in his eyes, "Did I say that you don't touch my bottom line."

"I didn't mean to talk about your family members, I just wanted to ask you, are you free to play basketball?"

"I'm not good at basketball." He Yao looked away, "I'm weak."

"Oh. Forget it."

Chen Bai spread his hands open.

"So can I work now?"

"It's nothing to do with you, but if you're free, go water the flowers."

Chen Bai said yes.

……

At night, He Yao couldn't sleep.

At 11 o'clock in the middle of the night, I went to knock on Chen Bai's door.

In the end, he and Chen Bai lay on the same bed, staring at the night sky.

"Look at those three stars, why are they so bright?" He Yao put both hands on the back of his head, raised his chin and pointed to Chen Bai.

"I don't know, it should be Polaris."

"You are stupid, the North Star must be at least in the north, this is the south, idiot." He Yao snorted.

"You know so much."

"This is common sense, brother, could it be that you—" He Yao turned his face sideways and asked the question he had always wanted to ask, "Could it be that you really traveled from the Middle Ages?"

Chen Bai smiled, and suddenly asked: "Do you believe that people can live two lives?"

"Believe."

He Yao's eyes were filled with the galaxy in the distance, flickering on and off.

"Parallel space. In different time and space, there may be two I and two you."

"Yes, but it's all He Yao, and it's all Chen Bai."

He Yao couldn't help but glance at him again.

When Chen Bai looked over, he averted his eyes arrogantly and cleared his throat.

"Hey, let me ask you, do you think I should visit him?"

"What do you mean?"

"Stop talking nonsense. You should have heard what I said this afternoon. He has a serious illness. I heard that he won't live for a few days. I don't know if it's true or not."

"He refers to your biological father, right?"

"I don't want to admit it like that." He Yao's face turned a little cold.

Chen Bai: "If you want to go, go, if you feel embarrassed, I can go with you."

"Me? Embarrassed?" He Yao pointed at his handsome face, as if seeing an alien, "Are you kidding me, what's so embarrassing about me?"

Chen Bai: "Then since you don't want to go, why bother to ask me?"

"That is--"

He Yao choked for a moment, and said reluctantly, "I'm too bored, can't I just find something to talk about?"

"Go to sleep." He Yao turned his eyes away.

Chen Bai hummed, bent his arms to support his head, and watched He Yao's back.

His back is not that broad.

Even his bones are not that tough.

Chen Bai stretched out a hand, and wrote his name on He Yao's back:

Xiao Yao.

But He Yao had already fallen asleep.

Early the next morning, He Yao woke up and looked at Chen Bai sleeping next to him, feeling incredible.

He has insomnia, and He Yao's insomnia is particularly serious.

Usually, if I don't use sleeping pills, I can't sleep at all.

He slept very well last night, had no nightmares, and slept until dawn.

It's a good feeling.

It made He Yao feel particularly good today.

After going to work, the director of the department also felt that He Yao was in a good mood today, and asked him what was wrong, but he didn't say anything.

"Since you are so happy, I will arrange for you to go on a business trip tomorrow."

"No, Director, wasn't I the only one who went there last time?"

"Yeah," the director nodded, "Aren't you happy to pay you back this time? How do I remember, you like business trips the most."

"I--"

That was before.

Now He Yao doesn't want to go on a business trip, he doesn't want to leave Ningcheng anymore, Chen Bai's shadow subconsciously appears in his mind, he is afraid that Chen Bai will be alone at home and no one will take care of him, it's the poor man's fault.

"Director, my hand is injured, you still drive me away?" He Yao raised his hand, pitifully, pretending to be wronged.

The director thought for a while and said, "Didn't you recruit a new assistant, let that assistant go with you, how about it?"

(End of this chapter)