The winter of 2008 was particularly long.

Every day is very sad.

The lights in the Presidential Office Building have not been a day since October, but all night until dawn.

Xu Junheng became a regular visitor there. He stayed in that building every day, and his ears were always about how to get up and plan, and there was nothing else.

On this afternoon, Jian Xi's words that you will never be my man in this life made his heart tremble slightly. The trembling is not the trembling of seeing the person you love, but the trembling of watching the thing you love stay away from.

A successful woman with independent thinking is not, it is difficult to control.

And he had never thought about controlling her.

At night, the Presidential Palace is still busy.

Xu Junheng was still sitting in his office, feeling the ruthlessness brought to him by this winter.

When Xu Shaohan pushed him out, he never blamed him.

On the contrary, if it were yourself, they would do this. People are selfish and everyone will use their own means for their own happiness.

In this world, everyone has something to ask for.

At midnight, when she returned home, Xu Luowei wore a black turtleneck sweater on the living room sofa. The living room door was open, and the slightly yellowed equal photos made her look extremely thin.

Oh, she is very thin herself.

It's the kind of weight loss that you can lose by deliberately losing weight.

As an artist, she is responsible for herself and the audience.

When he returned home, Xu Junheng lowered his head and pulled his tie to the living room. When he passed by Xu Luowei's room, he saw the lights light and his steps stopped. He looked over and saw that the red wine was shaking in her hand, and he was slightly stunned.

Hurry, reach out and pull off the tie completely and pinch it in the palm of your hand.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door frame: "I haven't fallen asleep yet?"

Xu Luowei, who was thinking about something, came back to his senses from the thoughts. Seeing Xu Junheng standing at the door, quickly sorting out his emotions and looking at her, holding her face, and smiling, "Brother is back."

"Yeah, I'm back, go to bed early," he was very tired, the kind of exhaustion of working overtime day after day and staying up late.

Although I can’t see anything on my face, in fact, after standing for a long time, my steps are all empty.

After saying that, Xu Junheng was about to turn around and leave. Seeing this, Xu Luowei stood up quickly with the cup, because he was crossing his legs and when he came down, he still knocked his legs on the edge of the coffee table.

With a bang, Xu Junheng, who was about to turn around and leave, paused, turned around, looked at the person standing on the side of the coffee table and yelled softly, "Be careful."

Xu Junheng stepped over, helped Xu Luowei sit down, turned on the headlights in the room, took out the medicine box from the cabinet beside him, took out the bottle of medicine oil, poured it in the palm of his palm, rubbed it, and placed it in her bruises.

"Does my brother really want to get engaged to He Guan?" Xu Luo looked at Xu Junheng who lowered his head and rubbed his palms, and asked carefully and softly.

And what about Xu Junheng?

I have heard too many such words recently, so many that I have no emotions.

"Yeah," he agreed in a low voice.

"What should Jian Xi do?" Perhaps because of his eagerness, Xu Junheng was stunned for a moment.

He never answered this question.

He rubbed her injured knee lightly, and then pulled her pajamas down: "It may be green tomorrow, but it doesn't matter."

After saying that, he put down his calves that were placed on his legs, then leaned over and picked up the lid of the medicinal oil on the table, slowly tightened it, and placed it on the coffee table: "Go to bed early."

"Boss," he stood up, and Xu Luowei reached out and grabbed the hem of her clothes.

"I can," Xu Luowei said anxiously.

"You and Shaohan both have people they like, but I don't, I can do it," Xu Junheng loved Jian Xi, Xu Shaohan loved An Yu, but she was the only one, and no one loved it.

If you really want to marry, there is no more suitable candidate than her.

No need to worry or struggle, just treat it as a normal marriage.

But Xu Junheng is different. He loves Jian Xi because he has a lover, so the journey is extremely difficult.

Because there are people you like, I am unwilling to give up.

If there is nothing, you won’t be confused.

I don't have this sound. I can, it contains too many things, but these too many things also contain the love of my sister for her brother.

Xu Junheng smiled and reached out to touch her hair: "Go to sleep!"

"Boss."

"Just as a boy comes, you just need to do what you want to do, walk the path you want to go, don't think too much about the rest," after the words, Xu Junheng no longer gave her a chance to speak, and strided away.

"Boss," Xu Luowei called out softly when he saw someone leaving.

"Obe obedient," this obedient voice was slightly rebuked.

He pressed all Xu Luowei's words into his throat and could never come out again.

She watched Xu Junheng turn and go out, watching his figure disappear from sight.

Xu Luo lowered his eyes slightly and smiled faintly.

Being happy is more sad.

I am happy because my brother loves her so much, and my sadness is because I am born in the Tian family. Most of the time, they have no choice.

This night is particularly long.

It's the same for everyone in this game.

Xu Luowei couldn't sleep all night, and so did Xu Junheng.

In the apartment, An Yu received a call from Tang Sihe and was surprised.

This afternoon, she was still thinking about how to rescue Tang Sihe who was involved.

But I didn't expect that I would return home and received a call from Tang Sihe.

At this time, Tang Sihe, who had been locked up at the door of the Tang family villa for several days, was not in a hurry to enter the house. Instead, he stood at the door and went on a phone call to An Yu, just by the cold wind and this night.

In the apartment, An Yu looked at the number twitching on him, stunned for a moment, and was about to answer.

I heard the sound of my side: "Check it!"

After saying that, Xu Shaohan stood up with the chicken soup, as if he was deliberately leaving some space for An Yu.

An Yu reached out to answer the phone, and a simple greeting filled her voice: "Are you okay?"

"Fortunately, what about you?" Tang Sihe wanted to ask, maybe there was more than one sentence of you, but there were many words here and there that were inconvenient to ask.

Asked, it was over.

"I've implicated you," An Yu said. Tang Sihe could have been spared, but because of her reasons, she fell deeper and deeper.

"There is no implication," no one expected that when investing in an alumni company, we would not have imagined that the scene would be like today.

I never thought that things would develop into such a situation.

Tang Sihe stood at the door of the villa, holding his cell phone, silent for a while, and then said, "Thank you, Mr. Xu, for me."

Thank you in person doesn't seem reliable, and Xu Shaohan doesn't necessarily meet him.

Why thank you?

Without Xu Shaohan, Tang Sihe might still be locked in the base interrogation room.

Xie Cheng said, what Mr. Xu means,

Tang Sihe naturally knew that he had inherited Xu Shaohan's love.

Money transactions will be paid off for one day, but human transactions will always be owed as long as they have not been paid back.

In a sense, Xu Shaohan is smart.

Let Tang Sihe owe this love more than anything else.

"Okay," An Yu was a little confused, but she still agreed.

He could have ignored Tang Sihe. Xu Shaohan had enough reason to step on the quarrel between them before. He would never turn over, but he didn't.

He was very gentlemanly and got the man out of the base interrogation room.

Not only did he not trampled, but he also pulled up.

How generous?

After receiving the phone, An Yu sat on the sofa for a while, stood up and headed towards the kitchen. At this time, Xu Shaohan was slowly pushing away the oil stains on the soup noodles with a spoon because of An Yu's oil.

Yu Guang glanced at the figure standing beside him, looked at him sideways, and his hands were still moving, and asked, "Have you finished chatting?"

"Thank you," An Yu said, perhaps because she felt that it was not appropriate to say thank you for Tang Sihe, so she immediately said: "Tang Sihe asked to do it for her."

"Yeah," he agreed, a little careless, with a faint smile on his lips, and no joy or anger could be seen.

"Drink soup," a bowl of soup came up. Mr. Xu reached out to cover the casserole and sent the soup bowl to Anyu. What about the latter?

He still frowned and turned his head slightly to avoid it.
To be continued...