Chapter 405: Seriously Miserable (1)(1/2)
The darkness seemed to have an important part that could not be ignored, pressing heavily into the room and hanging in Song Zichen's heart.
Song Zichen felt unable to breathe from time to time.
Only the fact that Lin Zhanyan is by his side can make him feel that he has grasped a little comfort.
More than ten years ago, he personally sent his mother to a mental sanatorium. After returning, he suffered from insomnia for a long time. Later, Director Chen took him over and lived with him, and he got better.
That night, he seemed to have returned to the night he returned from the nursing home more than ten years ago.
That night, he felt that the night would spread endlessly and would never end again.
If it weren't for Director Chen, he might have been unable to break free from the shackles of darkness again.
Unexpectedly, more than ten years have passed, and he can clearly feel that the darkness once again enveloped his life tonight.
He could only hug Lin Zhanyan a little tighter.
To him, Lin Zhanyan is as important as Director Chen more than ten years ago.
A few hours later, dawn came step by step.
Song Zichen glanced for a while before dawn, and woke up again at dawn.
Lin Zhanyan woke up almost at the same time because she was worried about Song Zichen.
She could see at a glance that there were two faint blue colors under Song Zichen's eyes - he didn't sleep well last night.
As for how she slept...well, it was pretty good.
"Do you want to sleep for a while?" Lin Zhanyan felt a little guilty, "You are Mr. Song. No one dares to say anything even if you are late, right?"
Song Zichen raised his eyebrows, his tone with the vitality that ordinary people don’t have in the morning: “You may not believe it when you say it—”
"Um?"
Lin Zhanyan looked at Song Zichen expectantly, ready to be shocked.
"I have been Mr. Song for so many years-" Song Zichen looked serious, "I have never been late!"
"Oh——" Lin Zhanyan paused for a moment, and added a cold and quiet blow, "But you often absent from work for no reason, leave early, and even approve yourself of leave."
Song Zichen's face... is shattered.
The corners of his lips twitched twice, "Who told you so much about the mess?"
"Xiao Rou!" Lin Zhanyan said, "She used to interned in the company's brokerage business department. She observed all of these herself and heard from her boss."
Song Zichen snorted coldly, "She and her boss are going to suffer."
Lin Zhanyan looked at Song Zichen calmly, "Xiao Rou's current boss is me."
"I'm talking about you."
When Song Zichen finished speaking, he almost didn't respond to Lin Zhanyan's reaction, the hot kiss had already fallen on Lin Zhanyan's lips.
Lin Zhanyan's eyes widened, and her heartbeat was so hot that she was so hot that her lips were burning.
Song Zichen's plunder took place for a moment, and his hands slowly slid down Lin Zhanyan's shoulders, and finally passed through her waist, pulling their distance closer.
Lin Zhanyan changed from a little lion with fangs and claws to fish that could be slaughtered on the chopping board.
Whatever Song Zichen wants to do, just do it...
She has no objection and will not resist.
Unexpectedly, Song Zichen stopped after kissing her and said, "Get up, aunt should have prepared breakfast."
"……oh."
Lin Zhanyan spoke for a while.
She thought today's breakfast was... cough!
"You look a little disappointed?" Song Zichen smiled a little more at the corner of his lips. "You can just say what you need me to do."
Lin Zhanyan did not say it, but took action directly-
She pushed Song Zichen out of bed, "Go and wash up, I'm hungry!"
Song Zichen: “…”
In order not to let the aunt discover Lin Zhanyan, Song Zichen also took great pains.
The aunt made breakfast and left the villa early before they went downstairs.
The sky is gray today. Although it has been dawn, there is no sun.
At around seven o'clock, when Song Zichen and Lin Zhanyan went downstairs, it suddenly started to rain heavily.
The winter in S City is already cold. Once it rains, coupled with the gray sky, the coldness seems to penetrate deep into the bone marrow of a person.
Lin Zhanyan sat down and found that Song Zichen looked a little weak in addition to being tired.
What happened last night had a blow to him too much.
He seems careless about everything, but he is not a heartless person, so it is normal that he can't accept it for the moment.
Lin Zhanyan did not point it out directly, but asked Song Zichen to eat more, and even made an excuse seriously and said, "Only by eating enough can you be strong!"
Song Zichen raised his eyebrows, "Are you suggesting that I don't have the strength?"
Lin Zhanyan was choked, and laughter and cough came at the same time.
She looked like she was almost unable to bear it, "Song Zichen, can you not 'spoken speech'!"
Song Zichen's eyes suddenly became gentle, and he stayed focused on Lin Zhanyan, saying, "You don't have to worry about me, I'm fine."
“…”
Lin Zhanyan was stunned for a moment.
Unexpectedly, Song Zichen actually saw it, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.
"What happened yesterday was a blow to me." Song Zichen did not avoid it, and said calmly without mercy, "But I am not a child, I know how to face and deal with things."
"I'm sorry." Lin Zhanyan said, "I even made a very inappropriate joke with you yesterday."
Song Zichen had no impression, "What a joke?"
"I said Lin Min looks like you..." Lin Zhanyan said, lowering her eyes and only dared to secretly glance at Song Zichen.
Song Zichen remembered it, pondered for a moment, and said, "I know how Jiayan discovered the clue."
"Hmm?" Lin Zhanyan looked curious.
"If you see the photos I took when I was a teenager, I will feel that I look very similar to Lin Min." Song Zichen said, "I don't remember what I looked like when I was a teenager, but Jiayan remembers. He must have watched Lin Min's show or photos, and when I think of my father seeing a family lawyer, I noticed something abnormal."
“…”
Lin Zhanyan only dared to sigh in his heart that Ye Jiayan was very powerful, so as not to be jealous of Song Zichen.
However, she was still seen through by Song Zichen-
"You don't have to endure it so hard." Song Zichen said, "I think that guy is very powerful now."
Lin Zhanyan applied what he learned and immediately said, "You are also very awesome."
This sentence is very helpful to Song Zichen, and he drank half a bowl of porridge.
After breakfast, Song Zichen took Lin Zhanyan to a convenient place to get on the bus, and then watched her get on a taxi before starting the bus to drive to the company.
It has been a long time since he came to the company so early, and the people in the company were surprised when they saw him.
He showed no abnormalities. When he met his subordinates to say hello to him, he responded as usual. When he met someone who needed to say hello, he asked the other party without any flaws.
After entering the office, he took off the mask made of a smile and his face slowly calmed down.
Before he could sit down, the office door was pushed open.
It's Uncle Song.
"Zichen," Uncle Song said directly, "We don't know about Lin Min."
Song Zichen said "Yes", "I guessed it."
Uncle Song slapped the table with a palm, "If I knew, I would definitely tell you so that you would not be caught off guard."
"Uncle, why are you more angry than me?" Song Zichen smiled, "I wasn't caught off guard, don't worry."
Uncle Song looked at Song Zichen, "What does it mean?"
"I'll go to see the lawyer later." Song Zichen said immediately.
Uncle Song knew that Song Zichen had strong ability to act, but his reaction speed this time was much beyond his expectations, "Did you make an appointment with a lawyer so quickly?"
"I've made an appointment long ago." Song Zichen said, "My advantage is not that easy to take. Don't you know?"
"You boy, it's indeed a little fox!" Uncle Song showed a gratified smile, "But what happened to you and that actor named Lin?"
"Uncle," Song Zichen said lightly, "I'm serious."
Uncle Song knew Song Zichen. He did not only listen to his tone, but paid attention to his eyes.
His eyes were filled with seriousness and determination.
To be continued...