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In fact, Gong Zhao didn't really have any business, but he just wanted to keep him and talk more.

"I still remember when you first joined the company, it was much different from now." Gong Zhao stared at Han Chen in front of him, trying to see the shadow of the past clearly from his face.

Han Chen joined Gong Zhao's company as soon as he graduated, and Gong Zhao personally interviewed him.

At that time, Han Chen could be called cheerful.

Outspoken, daring to cry and laugh, even Gong Zhao was infected by his tension, and the relationship between the two was quickly drawn from superiors and subordinates to good brothers who drank together.

Han Chen wasn't so professional from the beginning, he was cultivated by Gong Zhao, and he became mature and experienced through life experience. After getting acquainted with him, Gong Zhao admired him more and more.

Aside from work, in private, Han Chen had tenderness engraved in his bones.

I don't know when, the smile on Han Chen's face became less and less.

He has grown into an adult who can be independent and considerate of all aspects, and gradually wears away his initial publicity, becoming calm and restrained.

She also learned not to reveal any emotions in front of Gong Zhao, or to say, to hide those emotions well.

Gong Zhao looked at Han Chen now, his lips pursed slightly, and his brows were full of fatigue.

"Sit." Gong Zhao nodded the chair beside him.

Han Chen sat down, straightened his back, and lowered his eyes, wondering what he was thinking.

Gong Zhao turned to him and tilted his head: "Tell me, why did we become like this?"

"Blame me." Han Chen said with a look in his eyes that he couldn't understand, "Whimsical."

Gong Zhao was slightly stunned, and then smiled heartlessly: "Let's not talk about this anymore, where are your parents, have you picked it up?"

"They said they were not used to this place and refused to come." Han Chen said calmly.

Gong Zhao: "Yes, after all, if you stay in one place for a long time, you will always develop feelings."

Han Chen agreed with him: "Yes, many things will be much easier if there is no emotion."

"I'll give you more time off in the future, and go back to spend more time with them during holidays." Gong Zhao implemented a lenient policy.

Han Chen bent slightly and touched the back of the chair: "I will."

Gong Zhao kept staring at Han Chen's profile, but Han Chen never turned his head to look at him.

It was so deadlocked for a long time.

Han Chen was the first to break the silence: "If there's nothing else, I'll go back first."

"Stay here? Tonight." Gong Zhao asked.

Han Chen's fingers stiffened, and he blinked faster than usual.

Gong Zhao caressed the wound on his mouth: "You have also seen these days, I stayed at home obediently, I didn't go anywhere, and I listened to you and didn't find anyone else, so you don't plan to stay with me?"

Gong Zhao's hint was so obvious that Han Chen didn't know how to deal with it.

Gong Zhao waited for Han Chen's answer, knowing that Han Chen got up and left.

The moment Han Chen put his hand on the door, Gong Zhao stopped him, "Han Chen."

Han Chen stopped.

"Don't leave me." Gong Zhao said.

He always felt that the distance between Han Chen and him was getting farther and farther, and that sooner or later, he would get out of his control.

Han Chen smiled sadly, his eyes were slightly hot: "Okay."

If he could really leave, he would have left long ago.

I will not force myself to be like this today.

In the final analysis, there was only one reason why he refused to leave.

He was reluctant.

Gong Zhao always gave him another candy after hurting him completely.

Let him hold the candy in his hand happily, continue to struggle in the quagmire, and finally sink deeper and deeper.

Another night alone.

Gong Zhao felt bored.

While flipping through the address book on the phone, his second sister called.

After hanging up the phone, Gong Zhao's expression turned ugly. He knew that things were going to get complicated again.

His second sister gave him a male pet.