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He Dingxi had just stepped out of the bathroom when the doorbell rang in the living room.He reached for the towel on the shelf and went out to open the door while drying his hair.

Today he sat on a plane for more than 20 hours in a row, and stopped in Paris before rushing back to City S.At this moment, the jet lag was a bit chaotic, and He Dingxi was in a state of being both exhausted and mentally torn.

He Dingxi originally thought it was Li Anqi who was worried and came back, but he didn't expect that it was Ning Jue standing outside the door.

Ning Jue's sudden visit made He Dingxi a little surprised. This time it happened so suddenly that he hadn't had time to tell Ning Jue that he had returned.

He Dingxi seemed to be worried that he couldn't see clearly, so he stretched out his hand to turn on the light at the entrance: "Why are you here?"

The light illuminated Ning Jue's face. He was wearing a white T-shirt and his hair was shorter than what he saw on TV a few days ago.This time he didn't give any lame reasons, but said directly: "Come and see you."

These four simple words seemed to have comforted He Dingxi, and he finally showed his first smile of the day.

He Dingxi reached out to hold Ning Jue's hand, and led him into the door: "Come in first."

The two held hands briefly, and soon separated.

Ning Jue hadn't been to He Dingxi's house for a long time. As soon as he walked in, the two of them remembered some past events at the same time, and the atmosphere became a little delicate for a while.

He Dingxi seemed to want to ease the embarrassment, and asked Ning Jue nonchalantly: "What do you want to drink?"

"Coffee." Ning Jue had long since lost the composure he had just outside the door. After he dropped two words, he began to visit the house that he knew so well.

There was no change in He Dingxi's home, but one day he had a whim and asked someone to build a tea room on the terrace that was ventilated from all sides and only separated by bamboo curtains.

Ning Jue wandered around the tea room as if looking fresh, he just sat down cross-legged on the tatami when he saw He Dingxi walking in through the curtain with two mugs.

Ning Jue glanced at the contents of the cup, pouted, and said, "Children only drink milk at night."

"Don't make trouble." He Dingxi pushed a glass of milk to Ning Jue's hand, and sat down beside him: "Drink coffee so late, be careful not to fall asleep."

Hearing what He Dingxi said, Ning Jue picked up the cup and took a sip reluctantly.

The milk was heated, and He Dingxi added a few candies to it as if coaxing a child.Ning Jue put down his glass and asked He Dingxi, "How is Auntie doing?"

"Not very optimistic." The lights in the tea room were not turned on, and the neon lights of the city were enough to illuminate everything around.He Dingxi got up and opened the curtain on the side facing the river: "The hospital has issued a critical illness notice, and this time it might not survive."

Ning Jue was also taken aback when he heard the words, he didn't expect the situation to be so serious.His gaze moved with He Dingxi's figure, and he circled all kinds of comforting words in his heart. He always felt that no matter what he said at this time, he was a little pale.

In the end, he just said: "Don't worry, it will be fine."

"This is not the first time this has happened. Sooner or later, she will have such a day with her illness. After so many years, I have already prepared myself for it." As soon as the bamboo curtain was opened, the humid evening wind came in. It just rained a little.

He Dingxi went back to sit beside Ning Jue, and said, "Besides, the conditions are much better now, not as difficult as it was a few years ago."

When Zhao Rongrong fell ill for the first time, it was the years when He Anbei was the most lawless. The family almost emptied the family to clean up the mess for He Anbei.He Dingxi has just made his mark in the entertainment industry and is in the rising stage of his career, but he has to make money to treat Zhao Rongrong while filling He Anbei's bottomless pit.

Before she fell ill, Zhao Rongrong was a strong mother who was very strict with her children.He Dingxi grew up under the pressure of his mother, and it can be said that he has very complicated feelings for her.

A small moth flew in, pulling back He Dingxi's thoughts.He Dingxi didn't want his emotions to affect Ning Jue, so he said with a smile: "Fortunately, after she got sick, her temper improved a lot, which is a blessing in disguise."

Ning Jue recalled the scene when he saw Zhao Rongrong at He Dingxi's house last time, and couldn't help laughing: "Auntie is fine now."

It was getting late, and the traffic on the viaduct was still flowing.Ning Jue remembered the stupid things He Anbei had done, and suddenly said: "You have done your best to He Anbei, each has his own way of life, you don't owe him anything."

He Dingxi stared at the bright red taillights in the distance, as if caught in his own memories: "Actually, he was not like this when he was young. At that time, he would leave me any good things at home. I was bullied by him. Always the first one for me. Once I was blocked by a couple of senior kids, who was a little taller himself, and he just rushed up to fuck the dick, and opened the dick on the spot ..."

Speaking of these childhood memories, He Dingxi and Ning Jue laughed together by coincidence.Just smiling, He Dingxi's eyes quickly dimmed, and the smile gradually disappeared from his lips.

He Dingxi didn't talk about what happened later, because Ning Jue had already seen it.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, perhaps because of the exhaustion of the boat, He Dingxi looked extremely tired today.

Seeing He Dingxi like this, Ning Jue's heart seemed to be stuffed with cotton.This annoying emotion made his chest tight, and he couldn't spit it out or swallow it.

He Dingxi also realized that the current atmosphere was a bit dignified, so he pretended to be relaxed and changed the topic: "What the hell is that kid Xie Sizhao doing recently? He suddenly called me a few days ago and said he found the true love of his life. people…"

Before He Dingxi finished speaking, Ning Jue suddenly straightened up and hugged him from behind.

He Dingxi was stunned, all the rambling words in his mouth got stuck in the middle.

Ning Jue's hug was extremely measured, leaving a distance between their bodies that was not too close or too far.His breathing fell on He Dingxi's ears regularly, and He Dingxi heard his heartbeat gradually amplify as Ning Jue approached.

He Dingxi looked at the traffic in the distance, and wondered in a daze whether Ning Jue had noticed his too loud heartbeat.

Ning Jue spread out his palms and took He Dingxi's hand into his own.He leaned close to He Dingxi's ear, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Don't be sad, I will accompany you back tomorrow."

Ning Jue's tone was smiling, but his voice sounded more sad than He Dingxi's.Maybe it's because He Dingxi is turning his back on his relationship at this moment, so he doesn't need to restrain his emotions deliberately.

He Dingxi originally thought that his heart had already been tempered into steel, but when he heard Ning Jue's words, he suddenly felt a little wronged.

"What about your work?" He Dingxi asked, temporarily reserving his last shred of reason.

Ning Jue said straightforwardly: "If you break the contract, you will lose money."

He Dingxi looked at the clasped palms of the two, and after a while, he laughed and cursed: "All nonsense."

Ning Jue laughed and rested his chin on He Dingxi's shoulder.Regardless of whether he was abrupt or not, he tightened the social distance and pressed his entire chest up.

The moment he was hugged tightly by Ning Jue, the tight string in He Dingxi's mind suddenly relaxed. He felt that he could temporarily remove the armor on his body, so he didn't need to be omnipotent or invulnerable.