Xiang Xiaoyuan was sitting alone on the terrace. It was already June, and the night wind was still slightly chilly.

The room was so stuffy that it was breathless and suffocating.

The eyes are like broken gates, unable to control the tears and letting them pour out like floods.

If it hadn't been for my willful decision to live here, it would have been impossible to get to know Xue Cheng and Cheng Hao.

Even if I rush back and forth like a top on the weekend, I won't feel so uncomfortable.

It was an indescribable pain, a desperate pain in which one's own understanding of the world was ruthlessly shattered.

Cheng Hao's indifferent attitude had hurt her far beyond Xue Cheng's disappearance itself.

In her world, the stakes of nothing can exceed a person's life and death; in her world, no interests can be compared with human life.

This was unacceptable to her and made her very angry.

Xiaoyuan choked and raised his head. There was a crescent moon hanging in the sky, which looked like eyes that were half-smiling but not smiling.

Looking from here, the roofs and treetops of the villas in the community are cast with a faint silver light by the moonlight, as if a thin layer of snow has fallen.

I still remember that during Christmas, this place was decorated with beautiful lanterns. At that time, Xue Cheng handed himself an apple and told himself that as long as he didn’t cut it, he would have good luck this year.

But what happened this year? I don’t have such high expectations, I just hope that this year will be as peaceful as usual.

However, from the beginning, it became one situation after another.

First, he witnessed the sudden death of a passenger on the train, then the murder came violently, Zhao Jianling was isolated, and now it is Xue Cheng's turn to disappear.

Could it be because I cut off the apple peel?

Xiaoyuan smashed his head, why did he become so superstitious? When things go wrong, a lot of messy things will be connected together.

She was thinking wildly here when Cheng Hao opened the door and came over.

He looked at Xiaoyuan, who was still crying, and then sat next to her.

Xiang Xiaoyuan quickly moved to the side to keep distance from him.

It's so cold, it's like being next to a weather group moving from the Siberian Plateau. Even if it's midsummer, it can instantly drop the temperature by thirty or forty degrees.

Cheng Hao frowned slightly when he saw Xiaoyuan's reaction. This girl was still crying.

She can cry really well, and she can't stop crying, just like a child who can cry all day long if you don't care about her.

I still remember last year, she liked to laugh very much. When she smiled, her eyes turned into crescent moons, just like the crescent moons hanging on the skyline now, making you want to laugh with her.

But now she loves to cry, and this year I only remember her tears.

I can't forget that she cried bitterly on top of him when she came back from the Spring Festival; I can't forget that she couldn't breathe after seeing her fever subsided, and she beat herself with a pillow; I can't forget that she learned that the people who were fighting on the front line with her were killed.

After the isolation, when I anxiously asked her if she was afraid, she said "yes" with a choked voice; I can't forget the way she wiped her tears every step of the way after she came out of the hospital.

I never thought that a woman's tears could be so powerful and make her heartache.

But my heart just doesn't obey, it just hurts, like a knife cutting me.

She is still crying, such a crybaby...

"Haven't you cried enough?"

Cheng Hao's voice sounded like a mockery, and Xiao Yuan turned her face to the side and ignored him.

"As for Xue Cheng, I can wait, but some people can't wait, and the company can't wait. Besides me, there are thousands of people waiting to eat and support their families." His voice was calm, but seemed to have a little warmth.

"Tell me, what should I do?"

Hearing Cheng Hao's words, Xiang Xiaoyuan was suddenly stunned and could hold back his tears.

She turned her head and looked at Cheng Hao in surprise. This was the first time she heard him speak to her in such a sincere manner, and she was speechless for a moment.

"I originally wanted to hide it for a while, but even you know it, and it is impossible to hide it anymore. The company cannot be without a chairman, otherwise there will be big trouble. Although Xue Cheng is not in charge, his status is there

.”

Xiaoyuan bit her lip but said nothing, just listened quietly.

"Tang Yuan is Xue Cheng's cousin and is considered a direct relative. Only if he takes over, others will not have disputes and those who want to split up the company will not succeed. Moreover, he has the ability to stabilize everything and let the company

Get back on track.”

After a pause, he continued.

"I'm really under a lot of pressure these days, and I'm just as anxious as you are. I can't escape the blame for what happened to Xue Cheng this time, so asking Tang Yuan is a last resort. After he takes over, I will take the blame and resign."

His attitude was very calm and he spoke slowly in a narrative tone.

But Xiang Xiaoyuan still felt the turmoil behind this calmness. There was a world she didn't understand and couldn't even imagine.

She suddenly felt that she was childish, ridiculous, and impulsive for questioning him at this time.

I can't help him share his worries, and I have to add trouble to him, and I can't help Xue Cheng.

"Then...you won't leave Xue Cheng alone..." Xiaoyuan said timidly.

Knowing that Cheng Hao was looking for someone to replace him, he thought he was abandoning him for his own benefit.

"He is my brother..." Cheng Hao said every word.

Every word hit Xiaoyuan's heart, this is the best answer.

She looked into his eyes quietly. They were different from the cold eyes in the past, and only saw sincerity and determination.

There is no need to say anything, he will not make a guarantee, and there is no need for him to make a guarantee, the word "brother" is enough...

Regardless of whether what he said was true or not, she was willing to believe him, that kind of unconditional belief, all-or-nothing belief...

He finally knew who Xue Cheng was in his heart...

"Mr. Cheng..." Xiaoyuan's voice was trembling, sounding like a wisp of wind passing by: "Yes...I'm sorry..."

Before she could finish speaking, Cheng Hao suddenly interrupted her.

"Give me your hand." He still spoke in the command tone she was most familiar with, but this time she didn't sound so cold.

Xiaoyuan stretched out a hand hesitantly, not knowing what he was going to do.

Cheng Hao suddenly grabbed her hand, including the one that wasn't stretched out.

Xiang Xiaoyuan was unprepared and was almost dragged over by him.

Cheng Hao buried his forehead in her palm. Her palm was warm and moist, but it could relieve the bad emotions that had been entangled and suppressed in him these days.

Her hands are really small, and my own hand can wrap hers inside.

When you hold her fingers, you can feel the thin phalanges, very smooth bones, just like what is said in the book, they will ring as crisply as a ring when you move them.

But now he is very quiet, and feels very peaceful in his heart, a kind of tranquility that he has never felt before.
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