Bright Throne

Staring at the completely closed cold iron door, Pei Hanrui's hands and feet were cold, and his handsome face was filled with a storm of pain and anger. He didn't know what was wrong with him, and the emotions in his head that were about to burst were getting more and more out of his control. Finally, as if he couldn't hold back anymore, he raised his fist and slammed the door hard!

The entire silent corridor echoed with the overwhelmed clang of the iron door.

After venting this punch, Pei Hanrui seemed to have lost his strength, his forehead was slowly pressed against the cold iron door, and the mobile phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

"Hello, Mr. Pei? The people who are watching have sensed something is wrong, and they are heading towards you—!"

"Don't bother me!" Pei Hanrui scolded impatiently before he finished speaking, hung up the phone, he straightened up slightly, and plowed back some messy hair, his whole face was extremely cold, he He called Qin Yi again and again, but the only response he got was to hang up, and finally shut down the phone again.

"Qin Yi..." Pei Hanrui suddenly felt a little ridiculous. He opened his mouth and smiled self-deprecatingly. At this time, he actually thought of the little designer named Yan. A few days ago, he was in this place, and he was still in his heart. Laughing at him, and now it's my turn to fall into the same situation as him, it's so funny, so funny!

"Qin Yi... Is it in your heart... I'm not even as good as that Yan?"

Qin Yi, who had been squatting on the sofa in the room, obviously also heard the loud noise that seemed to break the door of his house. He frowned and glanced at the door, and took out a pair of earphones from under the coffee table and stuffed them into his ears inside.

Spread out in front of him are the advertising salary contracts that have been filmed before, as well as the passbook. Qin Yi took an old calculator and calculated carefully. The savings accumulated before, plus the later earned, and The advertiser breached the contract and got a small amount of compensation. There are various kinds of compensation, which add up to more than 80 yuan, and there are 10,000+ yuan left...

After thinking about it, Qin Yi pulled out the mobile phone that he had thrown into the corner, opened it, and saw that there were more than a dozen missed calls on it, all of which were from Pei Hanrui. Qin Yi heartily deleted all the records, and then dialed Ji Hang Feng's phone call.

After two rings, it was connected, and there was a nasal voice from the other end, who was obviously not awake, and a yawn: "Hey, are you going to sleep in the middle of the night?"

Qin Yi said solemnly: "Old Ji, I want to borrow money."

Ji Hangfeng was stunned for a moment: "Ah, how much?"

"20."

"Oh, no problem." Ji Hangfeng agreed without even thinking about it, and asked again, "Is it enough? If you need it urgently, I can make up some more."

"That's enough." Qin Yi paused, and said in a low voice, "There is one more thing, I've thought about it, let's go to America, I... don't want to stay in China anymore."

"...Huh?" Ji Hangfeng was stunned, then woke up instantly, pinched his thigh, "I didn't dream, did I? You actually figured it out? You and Pei Hanrui..."

"Ah, we broke up." Qin Yiruo replied nonchalantly, he curled up on the sofa, his eyelids drooped, and his low voice seemed sleepy.

"...Have you really thought it through?" Ji Hangfeng was full of doubts, but he still held back.

"Ah."

Although Ji Hangfeng was not very optimistic about the future of the two of them in his heart, he felt panicked when he saw the current result. After a long silence, he sighed: "I, an outsider, did not comment on the matter between you two. You can make up your own mind, but you have to think carefully, so you don't regret it in the future..."

Qin Yi exhaled a long breath, and said slowly: "I've thought about it very clearly, now I don't want to think about emotional matters, I just want to leave here, and I don't want to be passive anymore."

After making this phone call, Qin Yi didn't care whether there was an unwilling guy still lingering outside the door, wrapped himself in the bed, curled up into a ball, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, when Ji Hangfeng came over, there was no one outside the door, only a bowl of untouched cold porridge was left alone at the door.

Lao Ji's mobility is not covered. He confirmed Qin Yi's thoughts again and again, and he quickly booked the ticket. Zhou Yun expressed his satisfaction at Qin Yi's decision, implying that their heavenly path will not hinder Qin Yi's self-seeking way out , if necessary, he is willing to give help within his capacity in his own name.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and it seemed that there would be a heavy rain soon.In this city in winter, the air is full of damp and cold chill.

The spacious office is shrouded in air-conditioning and heating, and the cold outside seems to make people live in two worlds.

Pei Hanrui has been sitting here for a long time, so long that most of the employees in the company have already come home from get off work to have dinner with their families. He is always leaning on the large desk, writing a half-drawn design line draft.

Since he was ordered to return to China to prepare for the branch, he has rarely had time to do his own design.

The work I am painting now, I had the inspiration to start writing long ago, but unfortunately I only started, the draft was not finished, and I was helplessly locked in the safe in the midst of continuous busyness.

The ashtray at hand was full of cigarette butts, wishing there were more cigarette butts in the whole day than in the previous week, Pei Hanrui's dark eyes were slightly squinted in the smoke rising from the red stars at his fingertips, staring at the half-drawn lines on the manuscript paper in a daze .

Generally speaking, the first draft of a fashion designer just uses the model as a hanger and does not describe too much, but in his current draft, the proportions of the characters are drawn in great detail, except for the face. Blank, it can be said that it is a portrait drawn from a real person.

The place where the fingertips stopped was the neckline. Pei Hanrui frowned and traced a few strokes carefully. He was still dissatisfied. There was always an unexplained sense of irritability in his chest, which was rampaging in his body. He put down the pen and rubbed the manuscript paper. Knead it and throw it aside, took a piece of white paper, and drew on it again.

A lot of paper balls have been scattered on the table, and I don't know if Pei Hanrui's attention is concentrated on the manuscript paper, and he didn't see these littering paper balls that are not pleasing to the eye. Not only the table, but also the ground, next to the wastebasket, all They were drafts that he discarded, roughly a dozen or so.

The phone on the table rang non-stop. Pei Hanrui pinched the center of his eyebrows, picked up the receiver and clamped it around his neck, and gave a hello. The pen in his hand was still unconsciously writing and drawing on the manuscript paper.

"Hey, Mr. Pei, just now someone delivered something to the duty room, saying it was for you, do you need to bring it up?"

"What?" Pei Hanrui asked casually.

"I don't know, he said his surname is Qin."

Pei Hanrui was taken aback for a moment, threw away the cigarette, held the receiver tightly, and asked eagerly, "Where are the others?"

"Uh, I left long ago..."

"...Bring up the things first." Pei Hanrui closed his eyes in disappointment and put down the receiver. He couldn't help guessing what Qin Yi would send.

When it passed last night, there was no one answering the door again, was he not at home, or refused to see him?It's been two days, Qin Yi should calm down...

Pei Hanrui was thinking about things in a mess, and looked down at the draft again, only to find that the draft was ruined again—all the scribbles he had unconsciously scribbled on just now were all Qin Yi's name.

The front desk on duty carefully knocked on the door of the president's office. Boss Pei's face has been so ugly these two days, he doesn't want to run into the boss's bad luck at this time.

"Boss Pei, here, this is it."

Pei Hanrui took the thing over, it was a flat square box, and the moment he opened it, he could clearly hear his heartbeat speeding up a bit.

However, when he saw what was inside, his heart sank to the bottom, and he almost hit the limit!

——There was a thin bank card lying inside, and a small note with some ugly words written on it: the password is the last six digits of your mobile phone number.

The boy at the front desk looked at the boss who had suddenly changed his face in fear, and was too frightened to breathe out. Pei Hanrui stood up abruptly, not even caring about cleaning up the design draft, and walked out with a sullen face. The boy at the front desk didn't dare to stay any longer. After locking the door, he hurried out of the way.

Vehicles on the road were overtaken one after another, and the silver sports car quickly shuttled through the traffic flow, passing by the side several times, even pedestrians felt a little terrified when they saw it.

Pei Hanrui drove to Qin Yi's house at full speed without saying a word, his gloomy face was reflected in the rearview mirror, and there was a touch of imperceptible panic hidden in his eyes, even those who were hanging not far away and watching He doesn't have time to shake off the guy, he just wants to see Qin Yi now, hurry up, hurry up!

It wasn't until he saw the bank card that Pei Hanrui realized the fact that Qin Yi really didn't want him anymore, and he wasn't trying to make a fuss, let alone anger.

It's true that I lost him completely!

This recognition made Pei Hanrui clearly feel a kind of unprecedented panic and anxiety. He didn't have time to find out where the source of this emotion was. His face was as serious as the dark clouds over the city's sky above his head.

In just half an hour's journey, Pei Hanrui stopped the car and went straight to Qin Yi's house.

—that door was open!

Pei Hanrui's eyebrows twitched, he quickened his pace and walked in, and called his name loudly before entering the door: "Qin Yi!"

There was indeed a tall figure inside who was busy with something, Pei Hanrui didn't have time to think about other things, the rush of missing and longing made him rush forward to hug him.

He hugged her tightly, afraid that if he let go, he would run away.

"Qin Yi, let's talk again, okay, I really can't bear it!" Pei Hanrui put his arms around him vigorously, pressed his chin on his shoulder, and his hot breath sprayed out quickly, his usual calm voice had a trace Subtly changing the tone, "Qin Yi, don't leave—"

"Who are you! Let go! If you don't let go, I will call the police!"

Unexpectedly, the man in his arms suddenly screamed in shock, frantically broke free from Pei Hanrui's hand, pushed him away suddenly, jumped three feet high, stared at him with disgusted and terrified eyes, and spat and cursed: " Are you crazy!"

Pei Hanrui was caught off guard and staggered. He looked at the completely unfamiliar face in astonishment, and suddenly his expression turned ugly. An unknown fire rose up, causing his temples to throb. The gloomy voice carried An indescribable bitterness: "Who are you? Why are you in Qin Yi's house? You - what's the relationship!"

The man said speechlessly: "I just moved in today, Qin Yi? Are you talking about the owner? He has already rented this house to me. The rent is not cheap."

"To you? That's impossible! Where has he gone? This house means so much to him—"

Pei Hanrui's words stopped suddenly, yes, this house is so important to him, but he locked himself out with his own hands.

Can't get in now... can't get in again...

Suddenly feeling a little hot and sore in the eye sockets, Pei Hanrui slowly leaned against the wall, pressed his hands on his eyes, his voice was hoarse like a broken string, and said in a deep voice: "Please tell me, where did he go..."

"Uh, it seems to be going to the United States..."

Pei Hanrui opened his eyes suddenly, and the whole person froze in place suddenly, his heart like falling into an ice cellar was suddenly overwhelmed by the surging fear.

The man was taken aback by the almost ferocious expression on his face, and forgot to call the police for a while.

The author has something to say: the same sentence, there is blood, but judging from the tone of the full text, it is warm, even if it is a cool article, the protagonist will be suppressed and persecuted in various ways, don't make generalizations ~