see you late summer

At three o'clock in the morning, the man on the big bed turned over, and a sigh came from the bed, echoing in the hotel room.

Xia Chenyan suffered from insomnia.

Although the quality of his sleep has not been very good, it is still rare for him to roll around without sleepiness like tonight.

As soon as you close your eyes, you will see the two mermaid lines under the bright light in the bathroom, and the aura on Chi Lin's body.

Take a deep breath, that is the taste of the mountains and fields.

Hugging the pillow, I bumped my head hard a few times, but still couldn't solve it.

Do you like it?

But he broke up just two months ago.

Well, don't you like it?

No, I buried my head in the quilt and smelled the fragrance.If you don't like it, how do you explain the coat that you didn't refuse, the takeaway that you eat every meal, the joy of remembering your preferences when you watch him order, and the name you accept by default...and, the hand that you are about to hold when you are side by side.

Xia Chenyan, you are finished.

You are tempted.

But a person like Chi Lin is a reason to be tempted.

Although the handsome man of Duojin is reticent, he is loyal to his friends and responsible for his work. Several times in the middle of the night, he heard the secretary opening the door to deliver supper to the neighbor, and Chi Lin and the domestic video meeting came from inside.Take a peek at the door, the man is in a suit and leather shoes, his full muscles are holding up his sleeves, he is sitting on a chair and listening to his subordinates' report carefully, his brows are [-]% focused, even if he is not an appearance association that puts more emphasis on appearance, at that moment I am also really impressed by that deep and handsome face.

And he knew very well that Chi Lin and Yan Zhiyang were different.

Only when it is clear, is it sober and heartbroken.

A broken heart is full of wounds, even if it is moved, how can it be frank and frank to love a complete person?

It's not self-deprecating, it's just that Chi Lin is kind, if he can't give 100% return, he will always feel ashamed.

Turning over again, the memory of the night is always clear, and more and more details emerge.

Every morning when I went downstairs to have breakfast, I would just bump into Chi Lin who had gone out for a morning run and came back to take a shower.Beads of sweat dripped down on the collarbone, and the wet vest showed looming abdominal muscles, and the woody fragrance mixed with the morning sun invaded.

The corners of the eyes were still steaming with unwiped sweat, and the jet-black eyes were extraordinarily bright: "Morning."

I got up with a broken pillow, turned on the bedside lamp, and a self-destructive figure was reflected on the glass.

Why sleep, don't sleep!How can I sleep like this!

It wasn't until dawn that I closed my eyes in a daze for a while, and woke up early again yawning when the alarm clock sounded.

The doors on both sides opened simultaneously.

"……morning."

"Morning." Noticing that Xia Chenyan's eyes were turning blue, the man's thick brows frowned slightly: "Didn't you sleep well last night?"

"No," the evasive gaze still didn't dare to look directly: "I'll go to the restaurant first, take your time."

With a hurried back, Mr. Chi stood at the door and thought for a long time, but he couldn't figure out why Yanyan was so guilty when he saw him.

Could it be that he found out that I was hard yesterday?

Or did I say something wrong?

The man with insufficient love IQ thought it over carefully, the shy head in the bathroom... the panic of brushing his body... and the side face that was slightly flushed just now, suddenly enlightened, blessed to the soul.

The villain in my heart is jumping and cheering, smiling proudly and innocently.

Yanyan should, still like me a little bit, right?

The rest ended and the negotiation restarted. The two of them had a very tacit understanding and didn't mention what happened in the bathroom that night, but every night before going to bed, Xia Chenyan would take the medicine and gauze and push open the concealed door, Chi Lin sat on the bed while waiting for him.

It's tacit, but never spoken.

The companies on both sides have cooperation intentions, and the negotiation process is under Chi Lin's control.Most of the details of the contract have been finalized, and there is still a little finishing work left, and the boss of the other party is excited again - take another two days to rest for the final round of negotiations.

Mr. Chi gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, and never deal with people with procrastination!Or Mu Shihai is suitable for this job!

I still let the whole team take leave, and arranged a day trip to nearby attractions in country B, and all expenses were reimbursed by the company.Qi Min led a group of people shouting Long live Mr. Chi, and 2 minutes later, they all disappeared.

"Yanyan," Mr. Chi took out two train tickets, took a deep breath, "I want to take you somewhere."

Looking at him quietly for a long time, seeing Chi Rin, I felt a little regretful to advance the plan, is it too fast: "Okay."

Not knowing the destination, and the unexpected itinerary, Xia Chenyan didn't know why he agreed, maybe it was because the pleading and anxiety in those eyes were too uneasy, making it difficult for him to refuse.

After three hours I got off the train and took another bus until it stopped at the terminal.

What greeted him was a magnificent, quiet and ancient castle.

Chi Lin's heart was about to jump out, he was more nervous than any negotiation, he didn't know if he was self-defeating.When investigating Xia Chenyan's information, he also learned about his parents by the way. Xia's father is a diplomat, and Xia's mother is a painter who specializes in ink and wash Chinese paintings, but she especially prefers to paint various oil paintings of ancient castles.The only oil painting in his life is the ancient castle in country B.At her solo art exhibition, a businessman wanted to buy it at a high price but was declined politely. The reason was simple: her son liked the painting very much. To be precise, he liked the castle on it.

He didn't want to bring him here so early, but the atmosphere between the two of them has been getting better and better recently, so he couldn't help but feel impulsive.

Chi Lin swears that he is not trying to please Yanyan to get something, or not at all, but just feels bad that he has just come out of a failed relationship, and his relatives are all abroad. In addition to needing time, he also needs good things to heal.

There is a purpose, but the purpose is very simple, just to make him happy.

"Chi Lin, you..." The throat was sore, thousands of words were blocked in the chest, it was the withered flowers and weeds that suddenly saw the sun and were moistened by the rain, and it was also the flood that had been blocked for a long time. What do you want to say?How do you know that I want to come here, how do you know that this is the place my mother painted.

This is also one of the cases where Yan Zhiyang promised to accompany me, but repeatedly missed appointments.

"I've seen your mother's paintings." The clumsy man is not good at explaining, he is only good at doing things, afraid that his words will not convey the meaning: "I think you should like this place;"

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to make you happy."

"Yanyan..." Chi Lin was a little anxious. He saw the expression on Xia Chenyan's face changed a few times, and he was upset that he had messed up. The more anxious and stupid his mouth was, he couldn't hide his words: "I, I know you just Break up, don't really want to start a new relationship, I just, just want you to know about it;"

"Yanyan, I like you, I have liked you for a long time;"

"You don't need to respond now," he simply poured out: "I said it to let you understand that you are fine, and I want to be nice to you all the time;"

"Because you are very worthy of being liked by others." His palms were sweating again, and his hands were sweaty: "Yan Zhiyang didn't cherish you, he would definitely regret it;"

"It doesn't matter if you like me or not, I can chase you;"

"Maybe I still can't fully believe in my sincerity. It doesn't matter. You can examine me. I am willing to be assessed by you until you are satisfied."

"Yanyan," the man grabbed his sweetheart's cuff: "Can you give me a chance to chase you?"