After Susu fell asleep, He Gu quietly got out of bed, put on his clothes, and closed the door.

He heard that Song Juhan had entered the guest room next door when he went out just now. He walked to the next door, raised his hand against the door panel, and sighed, but he didn't have the courage to knock on it for a long time.

He wanted to ask Song Juhan how to arrange tomorrow, but after thinking about it, it was completely unnecessary, so he carried his mobile phone, walked to the safe passage, and called his mother.

He explained what happened at the airport today in a light-hearted manner, lest she be worried about the news.

After making the phone call and returning to the room, they bumped into Song Juhan and Komatsu returning from the outside. In the narrow hotel corridor, the three of them could not avoid it.

The corners of Song Juhan's mouth were blue and purple, and half of his cheeks were swollen. When he saw why, he subconsciously turned his face.

He Gu was stunned: "You had a conflict with the reporter?"

"No, I went home." Song Juhan said nonchalantly.

No wonder, only Song He can slap Song Juhan's face. He pondered for a moment: "Tomorrow, how do we go to Shencheng? What time do we go?"

"I asked my dad to get the plane. You can go whenever you want."

He Gu nodded: "Then it's ten o'clock in the morning." After speaking, he wanted to go back to his room.

Song Juhan took a half-step, stood in front of him, looked down at him, and said softly, "Are you hungry? Xiaosong came back with food."

He Gu happened to look up, and when he saw Song Juhan talking, his mouth moved, his eyebrows jumped in pain, and he hesitated for a moment.

Komatsu came up immediately and said, "Brother, let's eat. We haven't eaten anything since the afternoon. Where's Susu? Ask her to eat."

"She fell asleep and was frightened today, let her sleep well." He Gu said.

"Oh, then let's go to eat next door, don't disturb her." Komatsu took out the door card, swiped the room next door, and let He Ge in.

Why didn't want to talk to Song Juhan in front of Xiaosong, so he went in.

After Komatsu set the meal, He Gu took a look. Many of them were his favorites, but after experiencing the physical and mental "hardening" in the afternoon, he really had no appetite.

Song Juhan wanted to peel the shrimp for He Gu, but he was stabbed by the shell of the shrimp and frowned. The palm-sized shrimp was torn into several pieces by him, and the flesh was attached to the shell. Swap a wreck. Komatsu wanted to take over, but he snapped his hand open.

Why can't see him wasting food so much? snatched the shrimp from his hand, digged the shell of his stomach twice, and then lightly took off the whole shrimp shell, revealing the whole shrimp. When he came out, he threw the shrimp into Song Juhan's bowl.

Song Juhan hurriedly said, "Here, I'll give you something to eat." He picked up the shrimp and put it into He Gu's bowl.

Why was he not polite and stuffed it into his mouth.

Song Juhan picked up one more tail and fiddled with his stomach like He Gu. Xiao Song whispered, "Brother Han, let me come."

Song Juhan rolled his eyes at him: "Eat yours."

He Gu put down his chopsticks: "I'm done eating, I'll go back first."

"Hey, I'll finish peeling it soon!" Song Juhan said anxiously, "You've only eaten a few mouthfuls of rice, eat more."

"I'm full." He Gu went to the bathroom to wash his hands.

"Then I'm done eating too."

"Brother Han, you didn't eat..."

Song Juhan turned a deaf ear and insisted on coming over to wash his hands under the water column of the faucet together with He Gu.

He Gu frowned, shook the water, dried his hands, turned his head and walked out.

Song Juhan also followed.

It was not until He Gu walked outside the guest room that he stopped helplessly and looked back at Song Juhan: "What are you doing?"

Song Juhan thought for a while, then whispered, "Is it too early for you to go to bed now, it's only after nine o'clock."

"not early."

"There is an open-air garden on the roof, which is famous for desserts and drinks. Let's go up and have a seat."

"No."

Song Juhan couldn't help holding He Gu's hand, and his voice was almost inaudible: "Do you think I'm useless?"

He Gu was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"I'm always causing you trouble." Song Juhan took a deep breath, his expression a bit like a strong man's determination to break his wrist, "I brought the trouble to you about Ah Sheng, and later... my dad, in order to guide public opinion, I pushed you out, I know, but I didn't stop it. At that time, my dad was so angry that he had a heart attack, and I didn't dare to go against him, but the biggest reason was because, at the time, I felt... your reputation, Your work is not as important as mine." The more he spoke, the lower his voice became.

He had thought of this for a long time, but hearing it from Song Juhan's mouth made his blood surge.

He recalled what could be said to be the darkest time in his life. He didn't dare to go out, he couldn't see people, he was exposed, his face was lost, and his future was ruined, but he never really felt how sorry Song Juhan was, just like Song Juhan's Speaking of which, his reputation as a little-known person and a job with an annual salary of less than a few hundred thousand are not as important as Song Juhan's tens of millions of contracts.

But he didn't do anything, should he deserve it all?

He said solemnly, "What are you talking about now?"

"I want to apologize to you." Song Juhan said sadly, "My mother said that I should start by seriously reflecting on all my mistakes and apologizing one by one. I'm sorry, your reputation is as important as your work."

He Gu's chest rose and fell violently a few times. Hearing Song Juhan mentioning this and apologizing, he couldn't say what he felt at the moment, probably the resentment that had been stagnant for a long time finally dissipated.

"Also, seven years ago, my purpose in approaching you was impure. I used you to defeat Feng Zheng, and I even laughed at you for being 'you can't have fun'..." Song Juhan said, his voice trembled, "I... …sorry, there are many more…”

"Okay, don't say it anymore." He Gu thought to himself, according to the ethics and morality of normal people, Song Juhan needs to apologize to him. Looking for it, there is no face to blame others. Now Song Juhan brings up the old story again, but just stabbed him in the chest, which did not make him feel much better. After all, the past events are all bloody evidence of his former humiliation. He didn't want to. to recall.

Song Juhan's eyes dimmed: "I've been thinking about the things I need to reflect on and apologize to you, but later I found out that there are too many... I thought I was giving you a house and a car to be nice to you. , but those things are neither what you need nor what I value, I always embarrass you, call you, lose my temper at you, and deliberately make others angry with you in order to see your reaction a little different from usual." He said more and more. The more difficult it is to say, "I have done a lot of... things that make you sad. You have endured it for so many years..."

He tried to reverse the relationship between the two, thinking about why he did those things to him, one by one, and finally he almost broke down. Why did he endure those years, how he was wounded so badly that he didn't leave, and how many emotions could he bear to be consumed like that. If he didn't really love him, how could he endure such torture, but even for this reason, he finally gave up on him completely.

It was him who killed the one who was full of love for him, the one he loved the most, missed the most, and needed the most.

I've been loved like that, and can't let it go.

He Gu couldn't bear it anymore and said in a low voice: "I'm telling you to stop talking, I don't need your apology, apology is nothing."

This Song Juhan made him more and more unfamiliar. Maybe he was more used to the previous Song Juhan. At least that Song Juhan, he knew how to deal with it and how to resist.

"Yes, it's useless to apologize." Song Juhan said in a hoarse voice, "I just want you to know that I'm tasting all the hardships you've endured, so that you won't be happier."

"It has nothing to do with me." He Gu coldly dropped a sentence and wanted to go back to his room.

Song Juhan's voice came from behind: "Why, you can persist for seven years, and so can I."

He Gu quickly opened the door, rushed back to the room, and closed the door heavily.

Susu was awakened and muttered.

Why did he wake up like a dream, and said with a dazzling breath: "Susu, it's okay, you can continue to sleep."

Susu sat up: "brother, what's wrong with you? You look nervous."

"It's okay, I'm just going to eat something, are you hungry?"

"Not hungry, sleepy."

"Then go to sleep." He Gu closed his eyes and took a deep breath in the dark before calming down slowly.

The next day, Susu got up very early and woke up hungry. There was no breakfast in the hotel so early, so why did she plan to go down and buy some for her.

As soon as he opened the door, the door next door also opened. Song Juhan walked out. Although his cheeks were hurt and his face was tired, he also raised a smile: "Are you going for a run?"

"Go buy Susu breakfast." He Gu suspected that Song Juhan was listening to the sound from the door.

"I will go with you."

"Are you going out to be surrounded?"

Song Juhan took out a mask and hat from his pocket, and skillfully disguised: "It's so early, there are few people on the street, let's go."

Why was he too lazy to argue with him and went downstairs by himself.

In the capital city of more than six o'clock, there are few pedestrians and vehicles on the streets, and there is no impetuousness of the usual congestion, giving people a clear and comfortable feeling.

Song Juhan stretched out his arm: "I haven't run in the morning for a while."

He Gu didn't speak, he was looking for a breakfast shop.

"There's one there."

He Gu saw that there was a wonton shop in front of him, and it was actually the chain shop of Song Juhan's favorite crab yellow ravioli. He hesitated.

Song Juhan took his hand: "What a coincidence, it's actually this store, we..."

He Gu threw off his hand, walked in on his own, and ordered a few wontons, side dishes and soy milk.

Song Juhan couldn't help but smile when he heard He Gu ordered crab roe.

On the way back, Song Juhan showed a somewhat lonely smile: "I was late from work before. If you come to see me, you will definitely pack up from downstairs."

Why also remembered those years. At that time, he was nervous when his mobile phone was out of power. He had to carry a power bank with him wherever he went, just in order not to miss any call from Song Juhan. As long as Song Juhan wanted to see him, no matter how urgent he was at hand, he could push it as he could. All the fun in his life, the absolute center of life, he loves Song Juhan humbly and devoutly, and carefully maintains the delicate tightrope relationship.

Now that think about it, he's really enchanted. It's a pity that until now, no, maybe for a lifetime, he can't completely get rid of that inner demon.

"Be careful!"

He Gu leaned halfway and was pulled into his arms by Song Juhan. He woke up like a dream, only to find that there was an open manhole cover in front of him, and a maintenance sign was erected next to him, and he stepped forward without noticing it.

Song Juhan stared at him: "What's wrong with you? If you go further, you will fall in."

He Gu pushed him away, adjusted his emotions, and said calmly, "I saw it earlier."

Song Juhan wanted to help He Gu bring breakfast again, but He Gu still refused.

Back at the hotel, Susu was already awake. The little girl herself had a neat ponytail and was wearing a lake blue dress bought by Komatsu. Her face was as tender as a flower full of morning dew. The malaise caused by her awakening yesterday was swept away. Energetic.

"Brother." Susu shouted happily, then her eyes fell on Song Juhan, she restrained her lips, and whispered, "Brother Han."

Song Juhan smiled and said, "You're hungry, come and eat."

Susu glanced at He Gu with inquiring eyes, and He Gu said lightly, "Come and eat."

Susu hurriedly ran over and got close to Song Juhan. Seeing why there was no response, she sat down.

He Gu didn't care, handed her wonton noodles, and ate it himself.

Song Juhan put a few small crab yellow ravioli for Susu: "Try this, my brother and I both love it."

"This store also has it in Shencheng, and I like to eat it too." Su Su secretly looked at the two of them while eating.

He Gu said: "Concentrate on eating, pack up after dinner, and let's go to Shencheng."

Susu suddenly had lingering fears: "But, let's go to the airport..."

"It's okay, we're doing a private jet, and no one will bother you."

Susu's eyes lit up: "Private jet? Is it the one on TV?"

"Um."

"Yes, there is a big TV, a bar, a sofa, a bedroom?"

Song Juhan nodded: "Yes."

Susu exclaimed excitedly, "Can I take pictures?"

He Gu scolded: "No, eat honestly."

Susu suddenly fainted.

Song Juhan smiled and said, "Yes, but you can't say whose plane is."

Susu nodded fiercely.

Song Juhan rubbed her head: "Susu looks so pretty in this dress. This is a new style that hasn't been released yet. Before next month, you will be the only one in the world wearing it, do you like it?"

"Like it! So beautiful!"

"Then brother Han treats you well?" Song Juhan's smile was very bewitching.

"Okay." Susu's face was flushed, and she was a little intoxicated.

"That's good." Song Juhan looked at He Gu earnestly.

He Gu glanced at him coldly, lowered his head and continued to eat.

Song Juhan was so disappointed that the corners of his eyes drooped.