On Monday morning, Li Shuo received a call from his assistant and asked him why he hadn't arrived at the company yet.

Li Shuo had not woken up yet, and he was stunned when he heard this question.

The assistant paused: "Mr. Li, you are not still sleeping, are you?"

Li Shuo suddenly remembered that he was going to Ennan today to study the quarterly report. As early as when he returned to Yangcheng, his assistant reminded him, but now he was very empty and didn't remember anything.

Li Shuo rubbed his eyes: "Sorry, I... have drunk too much." He made up a clumsy excuse, but he hoped that he would have drunk too much and sober, and he would have woken up. Unlike now, when the wine has not been drunk, he would have been drunk.

"Wow." The assistant sighed, "Mr. Li, I have been with you for four years. You have never delayed your work. Could it be that you have been in love?"

The assistant was just a casual joke, but Li Shuo's heart tensed, as if he had been torn off the fig leaf in public, and his whole body was trembling.

Seeing that Li Shuo didn't speak, the assistant realized that he had made a mistake and hurriedly said, "Mr. Li, I'm joking. If you are not feeling well, please rest at home. We will report to you after we have finished research."

Li Shuo knew that he was scared the little assistant. He was easy-going and got along with his subordinates like friends. Today's abnormality - whether he forgot important business or couldn't make jokes, it was indeed enough to surprise the people around him. He covered his eyes with the back of his hand and said tiredly: "Well, send a summary to my email address. If you have any questions, call any time."

"yes."

After hanging up the phone, Li Shuo slowly lowered his hand, picked up the remote control on the bedside table, and opened the curtains.

As the curtains retreated to both sides, the dazzling sunlight spread into the bedroom, and the range of the golden yellow became larger and larger until it sprinkled on him. He narrowed his eyes unbearably, but felt a long-lost warmth.

If the sun can really kill sterilization, it would be best to kill his depressed body completely. He just lay in the sun, holding a ridiculous piety.

It was not until the sun was so hot that he got a little dizzy that he got up from the bed and walked into the bedroom swaying.

The mirror reflected a face with an unshaven bearded face, with swollen upper eyelids and purple lower eyelids. In just a few days, I was so thin that I could vaguely see my cheekbones, which was completely different from Li Shuo, who was usually proud of her.

He looked in the mirror without blinking, and the more he looked, the more angry he became.

Why do you make yourself a virtue...

He took off his pajamas hard, walked into the shower naked, and turned on the faucet without hesitation. It was early autumn, and the water temperature was very cool. He was shaking with stimulation, and his skin instantly showed up, but at the same time it was very refreshing.

After taking a shower, he shaved in front of the mirror, but he didn't know whether it was because he was unable to concentrate or his eyes were dry and swollen. He slashed his skin with one knife, and the blood instantly flowed down his chin. He pulled out a tissue to cover the broken mouth, and the tissue was quickly soaked in blood.

He threw away the razor in anger, and his hands were weakly supported on the washbasin, unable to raise his head for a long time.

Zhao Jinxin's frivolous words "I haven't had enough fun yet" sounded in his ears inexplicably.

Haven't played enough yet.

Haven't played enough yet.

What expression did Zhao Jinxin look like at that time? He was mocking? He was proud? What expression did Shao Qun look like? He was contemptuous? He only knew that he was standing outside the door, and his face seemed to be about to burn in the next second.

His cultivation is not enough, and his mind is not broad enough that he still cannot let go of it.

He grabbed the marble table tightly, because he used too much force, his finger bones turned blue and white.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Li Shuo was shocked and raised his head. He thought it was Wen Xiaohui who came, so he quickly rubbed the blood from his chin and put on a bathrobe to open the door.

The moment the door opened, he froze.

What appeared in sight was not Wen Xiaohui who carried a bunch of big bags and beautiful smiles every day, but Zhao Jinxin, who was expressionless.

Li Shuo felt that the blood was frozen in an instant, and then the tiny blood vessels broke one by one in their body, exploding, and the body kept experiencing a burst of pain. He subconsciously lowered his head, not wanting Zhao Jinxin to see his embarrassment. His hand clenched into a fist behind his back and said in a deep voice: "Come here to get something? Just give me the key to my house."

Zhao Jinxin stretched out his hand at him: "Your chin..."

Li Shuo's eyes changed and he suddenly opened his.

There was a "bang" sound, like a slap on whom I don't know where I was thrown on the face, where I had touched, bones collided, skin rubbed, and the pain was so harsh that both of them froze.

Li Shuo knew that he had overreacted, but he couldn't control the resistance in his body and said coldly: "Just shaving, give me the key."

Zhao Jinxin lowered his eyes, took a step forward, and wanted to come in.

Li Shuo did not move out of the way. He blocked the door: "Your things have been packed." He bent down, picked up a bag from the door, and threw it to Zhao Jinxin's feet. If Zhao Jinxin didn't come, he was going to throw it away. He stretched out his hand and repeated the "key".

"I'm here to deliver information to you. You didn't come at the meeting today. I'm worried about you..." Zhao Jinxin shook the information in his hand.

"I just overslept." Li Shuo took the information and said in a stressful tone: "Key."

Zhao Jinxin stared into Li Shuo's eyes and said softly: "I didn't bring it."

"Then throw it away." Li Shuo was about to close the door.

Zhao Jinxin held the door, raised his head, looked directly at Li Shuo, and said solemnly: "Li Shuo, I'm sorry."

Li Shuo's heart trembled violently, and a sense of anger rushed to his forehead. He forced himself to hold back: "I don't accept it, get out." As he said that, he was about to close the door again. But the hand holding the door was not strong enough, and Li Shuo pushed it hard but didn't push it up. He narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean."

Zhao Jinxin pursed his lips, looked at his eyes deeply, and whispered: "I don't want this."

"Of course you don't want to do this, after all, you haven't played enough." Maybe it's because you're used to it, and it's no big deal to cut the wound repeatedly.

"No." Zhao Jinxin said clearly, "I don't plan to hurt you."

How ridiculous this is, but unfortunately Li Shuo couldn't laugh: "Then what were you planning? When you haven't played enough, I confessed to me and said that you should date seriously. When you have played enough, find a 'decent reason' to break up. Everything is as per your mind. Is this your plan?" Li Shuo trembled and bit his back teeth, "Why should I be teased by you like this? Just because I like you?" The word "like" was almost chewed and swallowed by Li Shuo, and then vomited with blood.

"Like" is obviously one of the most beautiful words in the world, but now it has become abominable.

Why do you think you are going to be ruined like this?

Zhao Jinxin's eyelashes trembled slightly: "I really like you..."

"You don't deserve to say these two words." These two words are like curses to Li Shuo now. "Do you think I don't know what you are thinking? You are still young, like me today, and may like others tomorrow, so you want to openrelationship." He smiled coldly, "But, I, no, I want, have you heard it clearly? I don't want to. Everything you do makes me feel disgusted, just like your cousin, you are worthy of being a family."

Zhao Jinxin's brows frowned, and he looked at Li Shuo sadly: "Uncle Li, I'm sorry..."

"Let go." Li Shuo said expressionlessly.

“…Thank you for celebrating my birthday.”

"Let go!" Li Shuo pushed him hard and stumbled on the door.

Apart from the door, Li Shuo seemed to be able to feel the breath belonging to Zhao Jinxin. He gasped so hard that he could curb the almost flooded grief. He hugged his head and squatted on the ground, clasped his hands into a fist, and pounded his skull a few times.

After a long time of rest, Li Shuo stood up from the ground and returned to the bathroom. His beard had not been shaved clean, and he was covered in pieces. His wounds were bleeding, his eyes were red, and he looked sloppy and decadent, like a betrayal dog.

Yes, in this game, he lost in a mess and lost a lot.

Li Shuo let out anger and roared in a long and roar at his embarrassing self in the mirror. The roar made his chest tremble, and the roar echoed in his mind, with a deafening effect, as if roughly awakening his self that had been shrunk in the dark.

This waste in the mirror is not him Li Shuo! No one can change him Li Shuo!

He grabbed his razor, hung up his messy stubble carefully, washed away the dried blood, dried his messy hair, then returned to the bedroom, picked up his clothes, put them on, took the keys and wallet and went out.

He needs to bask in the sun, contact the crowd, and wipe out all the dark bad luck and hostility surrounding him.

After all, it's just a broken heart.

It's just a broken heart.

Li Shuo called Wen Xiaohui and asked him to have a meal. Wen Xiaohui heard that he was out, and was overjoyed and rushed to the restaurant as quickly as possible.
Chapter completed!