If You Are The One

heat.

All the senses are clamoring for heat.

The red of flames and the black of soot are mixed in the world, his face is calm and soft, but his heart is churning and struggling.Until he clearly sensed that a firefighter picked him up, and said to the walkie-talkie: "We found someone, and there are vital signs."

His face was covered with cool protective overalls, his head tilted and he finally fell into an unknown darkness in this embrace.

Then start dreaming.

So much so that he saw himself at the airport eight years ago with a childish and high-spirited look.

It was the first time in his life that he came to Hong Kong. As the only graduate student who was recommended to the University of Hong Kong, his pride was not wiped out by a failed love affair. On the contrary, he believed that he could make a difference in this land.

—Even though, even this opportunity was given to him by Wen Yan.

Without Wen Yan, he wouldn't have been able to squeeze out so many rich kids by himself.Wen Yan said, this is the last gift I will give you.

Makes a great graduation gift as well as a parting gift.

They will be split into two completely separated people from now on.We won't go to the library together, we won't eat together, we won't play ball together, we won't go to parties together.

Chen Hejia looked around in this unfamiliar airport.

Hong Kong Hong Kong.

With more and more determined eyes, he held the trolley case tightly and walked forward, but as he walked, he suddenly felt afraid. The city was so big, and a person was so small. He lowered his head slightly. In the early autumn weather, he was wearing a black suit. The windbreaker made the half-exposed side of her face extraordinarily fair.

Then he hit a guy.

"gentlemen!"

Unexpectedly, he lost his mind and bumped into someone so recklessly for such a moment, Chen Hejia hurriedly stepped back, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Then he raised his head and met a pair of smiling eyes.

"It's ok."

The man's voice was different from Wen Yan's.

Low and full-bodied.

Not enough ear-catching, but very comfortable.

What's more, the man has a particularly handsome face. He has three-dimensional features and deep-set eye sockets. He looks like a tall, handsome mixed-race guy.Chen Hejia was even stunned for a while before he realized and smiled apologetically at him, and passed him by with his suitcase.

——At that time, he didn't know what kind of world he crashed into.

Until he saw him on the school podium for the second time.

The auditorium was crowded with people, and he was sitting in the last row looking at him. The man was wearing a high-end tailor-made royal blue suit and tie, and his handsomeness was magnified tens of thousands of times by the lighting. He stood gracefully on the stage , talking confidently, his low and laughing voice echoed throughout the auditorium.

He recognized him at the first sight, the man who was so handsome and smiling at the airport was very comfortable, not to mention his ability to recognize faces has always been very good, such a mature and handsome face, even across the distance of the entire auditorium However, Chen Hejia was still able to get him out of his mind immediately——

It turned out to be him.

It turns out that he lives in the upper class and is the young owner of Battle, a century-old company well-known in Hong Kong.

And he is just one of the hundreds of new rookies in the audience.

He looked up to him, but suddenly felt disdain for him.

I don't know when he will subconsciously refuse to contact Wen Yan's similar people, those rich sons who were born with a golden spoon in their mouth and are born to be nobler than others, those who can throw thousands of dollars with a single gesture at an auction. Wan's winner in life, the brighter he is on the stage, the darker the audience will be.

After listening for a while, Chen Hejia bowed, wanting to sneak out quietly in this crowded place.

But before he reached the door, he heard the voice of the man sighing from the speakers:

"Looks like I'm not talking attractive enough."

After a pause of two seconds, "The student who wants to sneak out at the door, can you come up and explain why you want to leave?"

——How could Chen Hejia at this time know that he had already been targeted across the entire auditorium.

After the speech, Chen Hejia calmly followed behind the man's assistant. The assistant was a very tall and beautiful woman. While leading him to the backstage, she said, "Mr. Tan is going to deal with some leaders of your school now. So you may have to wait a little longer."

Chen Hejia tried her best to put on a polite and gentlemanly look, "Okay, thank you."

But the moment the lounge was closed, his face completely collapsed.

He never thought that even if he skipped a speech, he would be caught. He was ashamed on the podium under the eyes of everyone, and that Tan Yonghui actually said that he spoke well?What the hell are you going to discuss with him in private?

Anyway, after he was forced to take the stage, he couldn't come down. Instead, he stood beside Tan Yonghui, and was often cited by that person as an example, or asked himself to cooperate with him to demonstrate certain scenes in the workplace.

Even when it came to the issue of workplace perverts, Tan Yonghui put his arms around his waist, and when the two were close, he could smell the cologne on that person's body, which was not very pleasant.

Chen Hejia wrinkled her nose.

Tan Yonghui chuckled, and whispered into his ear with a microphone: "Like this classmate, he is very unaware."

Chen Hejia: "..."

So he should kick him on stage?

Later, Chen Hejia waited for Tan Yonghui in the lounge for a full hour. He was very hungry but still sat upright. When Tan Yonghui stood in front of him and asked what you were thinking about so preoccupied, Chen Hejia subconsciously replied that Think about eating.

In the next second, Chen Hejia came to his senses, and then jumped up from the seat as if his butt was burned.

"Mr. Tan!"

He blushed slightly, "I... no, I'm just..."

"Have a meal?"

Tan Yonghui stood straight and looked down at him, his eyes were full of tenderness, "Yes, you must be hungry after waiting for me for so long, how about I take you to eat French cuisine?"

"……what?"

Chen Hejia didn't keep up with the brain circuit of this elite person at all, didn't he say to talk to him about things?

But Tan Yonghui had already opened the door steadily and went out. Seeing that he didn't follow, he turned his head and raised his eyebrows, "Chen Hejia?"

Cantonese accents in the fairly standard Mandarin, which is special and pleasant to hear.

——"Chen Hejia!"

The screen suddenly fell apart.

He returned to the raging fire in an instant.

"Chen Hejia!"

The voice echoed over and over again.

He already felt that his whole body was going to be dried out by the high temperature in the fire place, and only the wet towel on his mouth could give him some relief, but slowly, he couldn't breathe more and more.

He remembered that he opened his eyes and saw Tan Yonghui fleeing with Lin Yuran.

I also remember that Tan Yonghui turned around and said sorry to him.

but……

"Chen Hejia!"

Where did this sound come from?

The burning sound of "crackling" was mixed with someone's shouting, Chen Hejia breathed hard, and struggled to open his eyes for the last time.

——"Beep, beep, beep."

It was the sound of some kind of medical equipment.

The first thing you can see is the snow-white ceiling.

"water……"

He was dry and his throat was itchy, and he still couldn't seem to get rid of the burning sensation.

"Hoo, hoo."

His heavy breathing caused a mist on the ventilator.

"water."

He turned his head stiffly, wanting to see if anyone was in the room.Then a person lying beside his bed appeared in his sight, and he reached out to pat him, "Yu Ran?"

It was indeed Lin Yuran.

Lin Yuran stood by Chen Hejia's bed, dragging his injured leg, and refused to leave when anyone tried to persuade him.Later, I was really tired from guarding, so I fell asleep this early in the morning.

Hearing someone calling him, Lin Yuran opened his eyes vaguely.

"Brother Hejia?"

He lay on the edge of the bed and rubbed his eyes, and then suddenly showed an ecstatic expression, "Brother He Jia! You're awake! How are you feeling now? Is there anything wrong? I'll call the doctor for you!"

After finishing speaking, he didn't hear Chen Hejia's weak voice, turned around and jumped out.

"……water."

Chen Hejia's chapped lips moved slightly, like a helpless smile.

Soon, Lin Yuran came in with a young doctor. Chen Hejia's eyes followed the doctor. The doctor put his hands in his pockets and held the medical records under his arms and smiled at him, "You're awake."

Why is it him again...

Chen Hejia turned her face away.

"There's nothing serious about your body, it's just that you breathed in some harmful gas and you fell into a coma."

Lin Yuran interjected, "Are you really all right?"

"fine."

The doctor bent down and touched his forehead, "I'm afraid the wound on this arm will leave a scar."

"water."

Chen Hejia quickly took this opportunity to speak, and the doctor smiled apologetically after hearing it, "Oh, I almost forgot, you may really want to drink some water now." After speaking, he told Lin Yuran: "Go get some warm water."

Chen Hejia breathed a sigh of relief, the doctor took off his ventilator, and brought several pillows to help him sit up and cushion him behind him. During this time, Lin Yuran had already brought a large glass full of water, and the doctor took the glass and handed it to him. To his mouth, "You take a sip first, moisten your lower lip, don't drink too fast."

Chen Hejia did as he said, and after finally relieving the burning throat, Chen Hejia smiled lightly and asked the doctor, "May I know which department you are from?"

Last time I saw him in the emergency room, what about this time?

"me?"

The doctor put the cup on the side cabinet, smiled and said, "I'm from the plastic surgery department. Originally, you entered our department as a burn patient, but nothing happened after the examination."

After speaking, he took a meaningful look at Chen Hejia's covered body, "And your skin is very smooth and well maintained."

Chen Hejia: "..."

Was he stripped naked?

Lin Yuran covered his mouth and smiled, but the doctor coughed twice pretending to be serious, "Of course, if you have a scar on your arm, I welcome you to come to me for scar removal surgery, and I will give you a [-]% discount."

Chen Hejia closed his eyes and smiled.

"Okay, no kidding. After your body has been roasted at high temperature, you may still be very uncomfortable. You should take a rest. I'll go first."

The doctor didn't stay any longer, and left in a hurry after saying this, Lin Yuran rushed behind him and called "Thank you doctor", the doctor waved his back to him, and completely disappeared from Lin Yuran's sight.

Then the space suddenly became quiet.

Chen Hejia still closed his eyes, lying down on a large piece of soft pillow, his face was pale.

Lin Yuran quietly moved to his bed and sat down again. After a long silence, he opened his mouth and said, "President Tan..."

"Yu Ran."

Chen Hejia interrupted what he hadn't said, then he opened his eyes and sighed: "Did you go to see your mother? The reason I went to City B was to find you. Did you know that your mother suffered a cerebral hemorrhage? "

"I... went." Lin Yuran lowered his head, "Brother Yi notified me, but the doctor said that she has survived and is fine for the time being, so I will come over to watch over you."

Brother Yi?Credulity?

He is smart...he guessed that the person he was looking for was Lin Yuran.

Chen Hejia opened his eyes in a daze, but suddenly thought of one thing——

This is him, in Hong Kong?

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angel orange soda for a mine.