A wine glass fell with a "clack" onto the table in front of Hang Sizhou.
Hang Sizhou narrowed his eyes, and his gaze slowly moved up from the blue-purple cup to the face of the man standing next to him.
"Why are you here?"
Hang Sizhou looked away, his words full of displeasure.
Han Wenzhuo smiled and sat down next to Hang Sizhou: "What a coincidence, Sizhou."
Hang Sizhou naturally didn't believe his nonsense. He continued to concentrate on watching the dancers on the stage as if he didn't exist.
Han Wenzhuo took a sip of the drink in the cup and tilted his head to stare at Hang Sizhou.
It was no coincidence that he appeared here.
Although Xiao Hang blocked the news, the hospital was not airtight. Hang Sizhou's visit to the memory department was also reported to Hang Hongsheng immediately.
Han Wenzhuo immediately realized that this was an excellent opportunity.
Judging from the information we received, Hang Sizhou is very likely to have lost his memory.
In this way, some of the strange feelings that Hang Sizhou had felt before were also well explained.
The fact that Hang Sizhou left the hospital without saying goodbye meant that there must be big problems in the relationship between him and Xiao Hang.
Indeed, as Hang Hongsheng said, these two people were not as close as they appeared.
Han Wenzhuo had almost no hesitation. After determining where Hang Sizhou was staying, he immediately followed him.
On the other side, Xiao Hang was placed on the bar and asked the bartender to give him another drink.
The wine in the glass was drunk up completely. The bartender was not sure what the other party had ordered. He was about to ask what he wanted to drink, but when he raised his eyes and met the man's gaze, he immediately fell silent.
The man's eyes were dark, as if there was a fire burning in them, making people feel timid when looking at them.
Anyway, he looked like someone who was not easy to mess with. He should try to figure out what the other person had just ordered...
There is air conditioning above the bar.
Although it is almost the end of November, the air-conditioned room is kept at a constant temperature all year round.
The largest air outlet is right above Xiao Hang's location at this moment.
After being blown by the cold wind, the anger he felt when he saw Hang Sizhou watching pole dancing just now faded a lot.
In fact, no matter how angry he was, he could only be angry at himself.
I was angry at myself for hesitating and not telling everything before Hang Sizhou remembered everything.
It's not that he hadn't thought about this, but he was too greedy for Hang Sizhou who liked him.
Although Hang Sizhou never said the word "like", the other party's eyes and actions all told of it.
Once people have greed, they will start to hesitate and want to feel this "like" more.
Xiao Hang held the wine glass and returned to his original position.
Just as a passionate dance ended, the dancer bowed and left the stage, and the two people who were looking forward at the same time, their eyes met across the stage.
Hang Sizhou: “…”
Xiao Hang moved his lips as if he wanted to say something, but before he could shape his lips, Hang Sizhou had already looked away.
Xiao Hang rolled his Adam's apple bitterly and slowly sat down.
It doesn’t matter, as long as Hang Sizhou doesn’t ask him to get out, he still has a chance.
When he turned his gaze and saw Han Wenzhuo sitting next to Hang Sizhou, his dark eyes were filled with anger again.
Xiao Hang could no longer deceive himself.
He stared at Hang Sizhou for a long time, but the other party never responded to him.
My chest felt sore and full.
Xiao Hang took out his cell phone.
He felt that he should do something, otherwise, at this moment he would most likely rush across the stage to Hang Sizhou and do something that would make both of them regret.
[Wife.]
[I miss you.]
After sending these two messages, Xiao Hang put away his phone and continued to focus on the person across the stage.
Hang Sizhou must have sensed that some information had been received, and he quickly lowered his head and looked at the screen of his mobile phone.
At the same time, Han Wenzhuo, who was sitting next to him, also followed his gaze.
Hang Sizhou half leaned over and let him look at his cell phone.
Looking at the two heads close to each other, Xiao Hang's wide eyes flashed with blood.
Xiao Hang really hates Han Wenzhuo.
Whether in high school, college, or now, this guy is like a lingering ghost, always hovering around Hang Sizhou.
It seemed as if there were an invisible hand in the air, holding him down tightly, forcing him to barely maintain his sanity and continue sitting in the same place.
As the dancers left the stage the light turned brighter and things became ambiguous again.
Hang Sizhou fiddled with the screen of his mobile phone with his fingertips, unlocking it again and again.
The moment Han Wenzhuo tried to get closer, he had already turned the direction of the phone, and the other party didn't see a word.
When the rotating light fell on him again, Hang Sizhou raised his eyelids, but did not see the familiar figure opposite him.
Hang Sizhou frowned slightly.
Where are the people
New music started playing and the pole dancer changed into a sexier outfit and went on stage.
Hang Sizhou turned his head slightly to confirm that he was not mistaken. The person who had been sitting opposite him had already left.
The dancer felt Hang Sizhou's gaze and made a fiery move towards him.
Hang Sizhou no longer had the excitement he had felt when he first saw the pole dancing. He even felt that staying here was a boring thing.
What happened to Xiao Hang
Came and left without saying anything? This is totally unlike that guy's recent style.
If it weren't for the other party's message still in the phone, Hang Sizhou would even suspect that what just happened was just an illusion.
Hang Sizhou stood up.
"Sizhou, are you leaving?" Han Wenzhuo stood up.
Hang Sizhou pursed his lips and put away his phone: "I'm going to pick up Hanhan."
"Together?"
Hang Sizhou frowned hard, and the anger in his voice could no longer be hidden: "Han Wenzhuo, I made it very clear on the phone before, take care of yourself and don't bother me."
"I don't know where I gave you the wrong impression, but if you still want to be friends with me, please keep your distance. I don't want to be friends with anyone who has any desires towards me."
"I remember very clearly that you told me during our freshman year that you had thought it through and no longer liked me."
Han Wenzhuo's pupils shrank: "You—"
All the arguments that I had prepared were suppressed because of Hang Sizhou's words.
I missed the opportunity, and when I came to my senses again, the other person was no longer in the hall.
Han Wenzhuo came out of the bar somewhat frustrated.
As he walked through the long corridor outside the bar, a strong arm reached out from the darkness and pulled him over.
He didn't even have time to see who was in front of him before he was hit hard on the nose.
Han Wenzhuo groaned in pain and looked carefully to see that the person standing in front of him was Xiao Hang.
His heart was beating wildly. Somehow, after seeing Xiao Hang and Hang Sizhou kissing last time, he was inexplicably afraid of this guy.
I am also afraid of seeing the man's eyes that seem to see through everything.
"What are you doing? Do you know that hitting someone is against the law? I can sue you!"
Xiao Hang chuckled: "Go ahead and sue me, there are no cameras here."
The man's smile was strange and pierced his chest. But at this moment, if he showed weakness, he would appear useless.
Han Wenzhuo rubbed his nose, which was so sour and bitter, and said angrily: "I haven't done anything to offend you, why did you hit me?"
"Stay away from my wife." The man lowered his voice and said word by word.
Han Wenzhuo raised his neck unconvincedly: "You two are about to get divorced. When you get divorced, we will be on the same starting line. Why should I listen to you?"
"Who said we were getting divorced?"
Xiao Hang took a step forward. In the shadow, he curled his lips and sneered like a devil.
"As for why I hit you?"
Xiao Hang rubbed his wrist, his voice colder than ice, "Have you ever heard of a saying, bad people's marriages will be struck by lightning."
"You should have been beaten."
As soon as he finished speaking, the hard fist landed on Han Wenzhuo's face again.
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Xiao Zhihan left her favorite slide, looking back every few steps.
It was already nap time, but the little girl refused to go back to sleep.
Thinking that they both got up late anyway, if they didn't go to bed now they could put the child to bed early. Hang Sizhou asked Xiao Zhihan if he wanted to go out for a walk.
The little girl was naturally very happy.
Islands are always closely related to various temples.
On the Li Island, there is also a very popular temple called "Zhongdu Temple", which is named after the saying "All living beings are suffering, and the only way is to save themselves."
"Because there are so many difficult moments in this world. If you want to get through these moments, you have to work very hard, be determined, and move forward without giving up." Hang Sizhou whispered to Xiao Zhihan to explain the name of the temple.
The little girl seemed to understand but not quite.
The peak of visitor flow had passed when the two came in, and they were the only two left in the temple corridor.
The wind blew, and the bells hanging on the corner of the eaves tinkled, attracting the little girl's attention, and she looked up.
"Amitabha," a young monk came out from inside and bowed to the two of them, saying, "The Buddha told us that we need to overcome our own sufferings. What the donor said is very good."
Hang Sizhou smiled at him.
Xiao Zhihan still looked confused, but seeing that this little brother, who was not much older than her, agreed with his father's words, she naturally showed a lovely smile to the little monk.
The little girl smiled so attractively that the young monk blinked several times.
Seeing the father and daughter were about to leave, he spoke reluctantly, "Would you two like to draw lots? My master's lots... are very effective."
Hang Sizhou didn't quite believe this, but when Xiao Zhihan heard it, his face was full of excitement and he insisted on dragging him to draw lots.
Now Hang Sizhou is completely unable to refuse Xiao Zhihan.
After recovering his memory, he felt both love and guilt towards Xiao Zhihan. As an adult, even if he had his own difficulties, the child was innocent, and his previous behavior had deeply hurt the young Xiao Zhihan.
Fortunately, Xiao Hang's family took good care of the child, which alleviated some of his shame.
Hang Sizhou had already decided that in the future, he would be more patient with Xiao Zhihan, give her more love, and work hard to make up for what was missing before.
The young monk led them into the main hall.
In order to show sincerity, everyone knelt down when drawing lots. The young monk stood beside the cushion, lowered his eyes and handed the lot box to the young man.
While waiting, he looked forward out of habit, and when he raised his eyes he met a pair of black eyes.
The man was standing outside the temple. When he saw him, he put his hands together and bowed, then quickly made a "hush" gesture.
Tell him to be quiet.
The little monk pursed his lips.
But Master said that we should not lie to others.
After hesitating for a long time, he lowered his head, leaned over to the donor in front of him, and whispered: "There is—"
"Don't worry about it." Hang Sizhou stopped him from speaking and handed him a stick with a squinting look, "I've drawn it. Little Master, how about helping me take a look?"
The temple was not far from the resort hotel, and the father and daughter walked over slowly.
On the way here, Hang Sizhou had already noticed Xiao Hang following behind him.
When he sent those two messages to Xiao Hang yesterday, he really didn't want the man to show up at this moment. He chose to show his cards in the hope that the other party would give him some time to think about it.
But he found that when Xiao Hang really came, he didn't mind that much.
The young monk stared at the fortune stick that Hang Sizhou sent him with wide eyes, and then exclaimed: "You are so lucky, this is a good fortune stick for marriage."
"Marriage sign?"
The little monk smiled and said, "It's still the best one."
He showed the fortune to Hang Sizhou, who saw a line of poetry written in tiny calligraphy on it: "The orioles are chirping on the island in the river, the beautiful lady and the gentleman are looking for a good match."
The young monk narrowed his eyes and said, "This fortune is hard to come by. So many people come here every day to ask for fortune, but you may not get one in a day. Your good marriage is right at hand, you must seize it!"
Although the little monk is young, he sounds very experienced when saying these flattering words.
Hang Sizhou glanced at him, then shook his head and stuffed a few more red hundred-yuan notes into the box beside him.
The little monk thanked them repeatedly, bowed and saw them off.
Xiao Zhihan looked back several times, until the father and daughter walked to the Guanyin Temple at the back, then she pulled Hang Sizhou's hand and said, "Dad, the good marriage that the little monk just mentioned, is it about you and Dad?"
Hang Sizhou: “…”
Xiao Zhihan hummed: "But Dad and Daddy are a good match, there is no need for anyone to tell them!"
Hang Sizhou suddenly didn't know how to respond to his daughter.
Fortunately, after the little girl finished speaking, her attention was quickly attracted by the Thousand-Armed Guanyin in the hall in front, and she pulled Hang Sizhou to go in and see.
Zhongdu Temple is not big, and it only took the father and daughter more than an hour to walk around it leisurely.
The sun was about to set and the girl was tired from walking around, so the two of them walked slowly back, following their long shadows.
"dad!"
Xiao Zhihan suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?"
The little girl frowned and said in a low voice, "Do you feel like we are being followed by someone?"
Hang Sizhou raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh? Really?"
Xiao Zhihan looked around. She had clearly seen him many times just now: a tall man in a black sports shirt. He looked familiar.
To be precise, he looks a bit like Big Daddy, but Big Daddy would never wear a sweatshirt.
He wears a three-piece suit wherever he goes.
Xiao Zhihan pursed his lips: "He is so cunning, and now he is gone again."
Hang Sizhou coughed and said, "Don't worry about him. There are always people who want to do something bad, hiding in places we can't see."
Someone who was following the two men not far to the side and "wanted to do something bad" obviously paused for a moment.
Hang Sizhou curled his lips slightly and took Xiao Zhihan's hand: "Okay, it's almost time, let's go back."
"Um."
The evening breeze carries a strong scent of the sea, but it is not unpleasant to smell.
When Hang Sizhou was thinking about whether to take Xiao Zhihan out for a seafood meal in the evening, the cell phone in his pocket vibrated twice in succession.
It seems like someone can't hold it in anymore.
Hang Sizhou wanted to leave the person alone for a while, but after a moment he couldn't help but take out his cell phone.
really.
Two messages from the "dog man" lay quietly on the screen.
[Can you give me another chance?]
[Let me do something illegal to you, legally.]
The author has something to say:
Don't be afraid, Mr. Xiao, you are legal now
"All living things suffer, and only self-salvation can be achieved" comes from the Internet, and the explanation also basically comes from the Internet
The phrase "Guanguanjujiu" comes from the Book of Songs
The previous part was stuck for a long time QAQ so it's a little late tonight, I'll send you a small red envelope XDDDD