Love you, never separate

"Some time ago, he found a doctor in the hospital, and I found him. I really don't know what evil my son did in his last life. He met such a debt collector. If he can see this video, I, as a mother, sincerely beg him to let my son go."

"We Zhou family have only one kind. Really, please let us Zhou family go. If you want money, I'll give you whatever you want. Really, don't pester my son..."

He Qing looks at this video, and almost laughs. Ms. Zhou really spared no effort to pour dirty water on him. Looking at her, she really looks like she is thinking about her son's mother.

He Qing didn't wait for the video to finish playing, so he quit the video. He didn't need to watch it at all. He had already guessed what Ms. Zhou would say next. It's just how he entangled Zhou Li. The more he watched, the more he blocked his heart. Why?

He took a deep breath for a while, quit the microblog, and didn't need to read the comments. The following must be the previous crusade against him. He didn't expect much from the world, but now he can expect it.

Boss Zhao of the flower garden came here today to confirm the order in person, but he was also very responsible.

Boss Zhao should know what happened between him and Zhou Li. His eyes have always been a little complicated. He Qing couldn't understand the meaning of his eyes for a moment.

If nothing had happened before, he Qing might still be in the mood to invite boss Zhao to have a pot of tea and have a chat. They had a very opportunistic chat that day, and he Qing had a good impression of boss Zhao.

But now, even if he wants to say something to boss Zhao, boss Zhao may not want to listen.

After the formulaic communication between He Qing and boss Zhao, he silently saw off boss Zhao. Before he left, boss Zhao gave him a deep look. At last, he just sighed. After all, he left without saying anything.

He Qing watched the truck full of flowers disappear in the distance, then turned around and went back to the teahouse. He Qing felt isolated by the world

How bad the network mob is, he Qing finally understood thoroughly, he Qing shrank in the corner, looking at the next bright screen on the ground next to the message prompt.

It has been six days since Ms. Zhou's interview video came out. He Qing's state is really bad these days. Some reporters have gradually touched the teahouse, which has affected the normal business of the teahouse.

He didn't matter. Reporters blocked him and he hid. Zhao Xiaochen had a hot temper and directly hit several reporters with some cruel words. However, all the reporters were thick skinned as the city wall. How could they shrink back because of this.

To tell you the truth, reporters rely on these materials for their meals. If they get a good beating, they are worth it.

In order not to affect the business of the teahouse, he Qing resigned on his own initiative. After all, he didn't know when he would be able to pass the storm. It's hard to say that he occupied this position. It's better to quit his job and let Zhao Xiaochen find a new person to replace him.

Zhao Xiaochen didn't approve he Qing's resignation application, but only gave him a few days off to go home to avoid. Zhao Xiaochen insisted on not letting him resign. He also understood Zhao Xiaochen's mind, so he asked for leave according to Zhao Xiaochen's meaning.

He back against the wall, holding his knee against the wall, gently smile, at this time, think of those who are still encouraging his friends, but also can persist.

He and Zhou Li haven't been in touch for nearly a week. Zhou's shares have fallen sharply. Xingyao and Chen have cut off several big lists of Zhou's shares. Zhou Li's originally arranged itinerary has been crossed out one by one, but there are few left.

Zhou Li not only has to deal with the public opinion storm, but also has to do the company crisis public relations. He is so busy that he doesn't even have time to eat.

He Qing knows that Zhou Li is very busy recently. He didn't disturb Zhou Li. Zhou Li hasn't gone home since the video leaked. On the one hand, the company can't get away from him. On the other hand, the reporter is too clingy.

He Qing twisted his stiff neck and stood up. He didn't know how long he had been sitting here. Maybe he thought too much about it. He thought that time passed very quickly.

If it wasn't for his stiff body, he would have thought that he would just sit with me for a while.

He's a little hungry. If Zhou Li was at home, he would be in the mood to cook a good meal. But now he's the only one at home, and he doesn't have the energy to cook.

He went to the kitchen and simply took a piece of bread in his mouth and sat on the dining table in a daze, as if he had nothing to do except in a daze.

Mobile phones can't be played, because the world's push is all about him and Zhou Li's news. Xingyao is determined to do Zhou's, and their news has been on the hot search for several days, but the heat has not come down.

As for television, he usually likes to watch some news. Now he has changed the news into his own. He has never thought about it.

The only thing he can do is to be in a daze. He slowly chews the bread in his mouth. There is no sense of satiety. He just needs to eliminate the sense of hunger for the time being.

The porch rang for a while. I don't know who opened the door with the key. He didn't seem to hear it. He didn't look back. He was still staring at the black screen of the TV in front of him.

He didn't want to look back. He wasn't even interested in who was coming. He seemed to be pulled away. There seemed to be a sound of trampling on the floor behind him

He Qing thought to himself, did the reporter touch the house so quickly? Forget it. Whatever.

He is ready to face the reporters, but he feels that his neck is locked by a pair of long arms. No, not locked. He feels that the arms that lock his neck are shaking violently.

He listened to the heavy and rapid breathing in his ear, as if he felt the urgency and panic of his descendants. He didn't look back.

"Back?" After a while, he said with a smile, as if he was here waiting for the other party to come back.

"Well." Zhou Li buried his face in He Qing's hair, sniffed deeply and said in a dull voice.

"Come and sit down." He Qing still did not look back, pulled the arm that pulled Zhou Li to hold his neck, patted the position beside him.

Zhou Li moved slowly and sat next to He Qing.

As soon as Zhou Ligang sat down, he Qing leaned against Zhou Li's shoulder. His hand held Zhou Li's arm tightly. This real touch made him feel that all this was not his illusion. Zhou Li did come back.

"Are you tired after so long work?"