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Before Bai Jinye called Yan Zhao, Yan Zhao had a premonition.

The way he looked at her in the crowd was like a lone homeless person seeing a bonfire.

Yan Zhao was used to receiving unknown calls. After all, she had handed out countless business cards at the court door. When she heard that familiar voice, her professional intimacy instantly turned into indifference.

"I don't know why, but every time I feel uncomfortable, I really want to see you."

"Buttocks."

Yan Zhao remained silent.

Before receiving this call, she was preparing to catch up on her sleep. Because of the Bird Garden case, she had not slept well for a whole week. She closed her eyes every day and searched for information in her dreams. Her dreams were always absurd and pessimistic.

She dreamed that she lost the lawsuit and went to the hospital again. She needed a lot of money for surgery.

But she had to admit that Bai Jinye's two light words easily drove away her sleepiness.

"Where are you?" She suppressed her sleepiness, rubbed her forehead and closed her eyes.

"Chengding Yunjin."

The phone was held too tightly, the volume button was triggered, and a beep sounded in my ears.

Chengding Yunjin, Bai Jinye’s house in the city.

When Yan Zhao went there, there was no obstruction. The security guard seemed to have been warned in advance and invited her in after looking at her.

Putting her hand on the door lock, the code lock flashed, 201002, she still remembered it.

In her mind, she recalled the day he told her the password. It was at Jiang Han's studio. He wrote these numbers on the back of her business card, and then looked at her intently.

201002……

"I picked up a mobile phone. The owner of the mobile phone is Mei Xiang."

"You have a new friend request."

That was the day he became the moon.

There was a dull pain in my heart, the combination lock made a mechanical "click" sound, and my hand subconsciously opened the door.

The house is a large flat, and the room is very messy. His clothes, leftover lunch boxes, cans, cigarette boxes are everywhere.

"Baijinye?"

She tried calling him, but no one answered.

Yan Zhao opened the doors to several rooms, but it looked like no one had lived in them.

She went to a bedroom on the east side and saw his clothes piled on the bed, so she went in.

There is Zhiqiang on the bedside table, and there are words on the dial. There are also some funny ornaments that I saw in the beach villa, and they were all brought here.

Yan Zhao looked at the closed wardrobe and slowly approached, his voice was very soft and very low...

"Bai Jinye, I'm here."

As she said this, her hand was already on the closet door. Her heart was beating wildly with worry, and an inexplicable fear came over her...

She worked hard and opened the cupboard door with a bang. The person sitting in the cupboard with her knees in her arms looked up at her, her eyes filled with pain.

She seemed to see the twelve-year-old boy again, so frightened, anxious, and helpless.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong?" she asked softly, as if she was afraid of scaring him.

He suddenly stretched out his arms and hugged her waist, leaning his head against her lower abdomen, rubbing and rubbing.

She lowered her head and saw two thick, sinewed arms and a pair of surprised eyes.

His eyes began to look around, as if he couldn't focus on one place, as if someone was running towards him from all directions, making him frightened.

Yan Zhao immediately felt something was wrong, and when he put his hand on his forehead, it burned badly.

"You have a fever again. What happened?"

She squatted down and tried to push him away, but he held her too tightly, like a drowning person holding on to driftwood.

Yan Zhao squatted down and noticed a very unpleasant smell assaulting his nostrils. His eyes fell on the closet inadvertently, and he saw two puddles of vomit on his bed, which seemed to have dried up.

"Oh my god..."

"What the hell happened to you!"

Yan Zhao used all her strength to drag the man out. He was too big and had a heavy frame. His legs seemed to be completely paralyzed and he couldn't be dragged. Yan Zhao had to hug him, and her legs

She stuck her arms under his armpits and rested her chin on his neck, turning herself into a crowbar. It took a lot of effort to get him out of the closet.

Bai Jinye cried.

Sob.

Yan Zhao's father always cried like this in his last days, and he cried like this when her mother turned him over.

It was the weak and suppressed cry of a man.

Yan Zhao felt uncomfortable and didn't care about anything else. He hugged him and gently patted his back.

Bai Jinye definitely didn't want her to see him like this.

But she saw it. If she saw it, she couldn't pretend that she didn't see it. She couldn't help it...

Yan Zhao sighed and waited quietly for him to finish crying.

After a while, he felt a strong sense of pressure on his tail vertebrae, and his knees began to feel sore and painful. Yan Zhao felt something bad, fearing that his muscles and bones would get sick again, so he quickly patted his back.

"I...I hurt. You get up first, okay?"

She pushed his hot head away from the crook of her neck. When he heard her shouting that it hurt, he hurriedly tightened his hands on her face, supported her, and asked in a serious voice: "Where does it hurt? Is it your waist?"

When the two of them faced each other like this, Yan Zhao realized that the high-spirited man in his twenties had suddenly aged ten years.

Yan Zhao took a breath: "Are you intoxicated?"

It was originally a subconscious thought, but when the thought came to him, Yan Zhao suddenly felt cold on the soles of his feet and asked repeatedly: "Are you on drugs?!"

Bai Jinye's eyes were shattered into pieces. After hearing what she said, he tried his best to focus his eyes and shook his head fragilely and tremblingly.

Yan Zhao didn't believe it! He stood up and rummaged through his cabinet, pulled out all his bedding, then rushed to the living room and rummaged through his scattered things!

Bai Jinye leaned against the wall and looked at her menacing look with half-open eyes, as if she wanted to find out what was hurting him and beat her up.

With tears still hanging on his face, he shrugged his shoulders and suddenly smiled.

After a while, Yan Zhao came back out of breath, stood at the door, pinched his waist, pointed at him, stared and yelled:

"Tell me! Are you taking drugs?"

Bai Jinye laughed even harder, until his stomach hurt and his chapped lips drew blood.

He held his stomach, leaned to one side, and leaned against the bed, with a sweet taste in the corner of his mouth.

"Tigress...you looked like someone's wife just now."

Yan Zhao frowned, walked over and grabbed his collar!

"Bai Jinye! You're not kidding! What's wrong with you? Ah? Have you taken drugs? Have you?"

Yan Zhao had no experience in this regard. She had seen everything on TV. In addition, there had been such negative news in the entertainment industry, and Bai Jinye's appearance really made her heart go up in her throat!

Bai Jinye looked at her two panicked eyes and saw her worried expression for him. There was some strong emotion in his eyes. He shook his head and added resolutely: "Don't worry, I won't."

Will touch those things."

Yan Zhao's brows relaxed and he loosened his collar.

She hit him so hard that he gave her a heart attack!

Bai Jinye's eyes suddenly became serious.

"You were just concerned about whether I took drugs. What if I did? Will you save me?"

Yan Zhao saw that he was much more awake and could tease people, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Save you? I'll be the first to call the police and arrest you! If you dare to take drugs, don't come to me again for the rest of your life!"

"A lifetime?" He folded his eyebrows into an innocent shape: "Then if I obey and don't make mistakes, can I haunt you for the rest of my life?"

Yan Zhao rolled his eyes and slapped him on the head. His eyes turned red when he saw it, and he stopped midway.

"I'll teach you how to practice law, and you'll act in an idol drama with me?"

She glared at him, and Bai Jinye lowered his head.

She took out her mobile phone and gave it to the family doctor and said, "I'll call Dr. Cao over."

After she sent the message, Bai Jinye was about to get up.

"I have to take a shower." He struggled to get up, but suddenly his feet slipped and he fell, hitting his head heavily on the corner of the cabinet. He fell to the ground in pain, and Yan Zhao felt pain just looking at it.

"Are you okay?" She squatted down and leaned over.

He covered his head and said in pain, "It's nothing."
To be continued...