Chapter 404 It Turns Out that It’s My Heartbeat (6)

Or, it would be great if she wasn't on the same crew as He Jichen. Then she wouldn't get hurt in revenge for Qian Ge, wouldn't see the anxiety in his eyes, wouldn't have a better relationship with him, and wouldn't really get to know him. This person would not agree to go back to the past with him, nor would he fall in love with him, nor would he have a drunken night with him...

If it is, if it is, but after all it is just if...

Ji Yi lay on the bed, crying harder and harder until finally her whole body began to twitch and she was out of breath.

She was covering her chest with her hand, and couldn't help but grasp the skirt of her chest tightly. Her strength was so strong that her fingertips turned white.

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Four Seasons Hotel.

Chen Bai stared at Ji Yi's hastily leaving figure and was slightly startled. When he came to his senses, the elevator had already reached the first floor.

Why did Miss Ji leave in such a hurry? Could it be that Mr. He didn't reach an agreement with her?

Chen Bai had an extremely bad premonition in his heart. He stood quietly for a while before turning around and walking towards the tea room.

After Ji Yi left, He Jichen was the only one left in the tea room. Chen Bai stood at the door and saw He Jichen sitting by the window at a glance.

The man lowered his head slightly, and half of his face was hidden in the shadows, making it difficult to see his expression. He put one hand casually on the armrest of the chair, and put the other hand on the table, holding the tea cup lightly with his fingertips.

His entire posture was peaceful, with no trace of sadness or joy.

Chen Bai walked forward and called softly: "Mr. He."

I wonder if He Jichen was immersed in his own thoughts and didn't reply to Chen Bai. He didn't even move.

Only then did Chen Bai belatedly realize that about two or three minutes had passed from the time he appeared at the door to the time he walked up to He Jichen to talk to him. He was as quiet as a statue, not to mention his tiny body. He moved without even blinking his eyelashes.

Chen Bai tried calling He Jichen twice more. Seeing that he was still in the same state, he didn't say anything anymore. He took two steps back and stood aside, silently accompanying He Jichen.

Time went by bit by bit, and the sunshine outside the window became brighter and brighter. When it was close to noon, and they reached the end of the reservation, the manager of the teahouse saw that He Jichen and Chen Bai didn't come out for a long time, so he walked in: "Mr. He, It’s almost time, can we let other customers in now?”

He Jichen was still the same person that Chen Bai saw first. When he faced the manager's inquiry, he had no reaction just like when Chen Bai talked to him before.

"Mr. He..." The manager saw that He Jichen was silent and spoke again. This time, before he could finish his words, Chen Bai, who was standing aside, knew that He Jichen would not reply to him, so he stepped forward and patted him. With his shoulder, he interrupted what he was going to say later, and then pointed to the door of the tea room, gesturing for him to go out and talk with him.

Chen Bai renegotiated the price with the manager. After the manager left, he did not enter the tea room again. Instead, he leaned against the door rail, took out his mobile phone and started playing.

The golden sunshine slowly slanted to the west, turning into a red sunset, and then set little by little in the west. Chen Bai's cell phone ran out of battery on the way, and the manager of the teahouse came over twice. Until nightfall, the light outside the window The neon lights lit up one by one, and He Jichen still maintained his original posture, motionless.

The ancient lights in the tea room quietly shrouded He Jichen's body, outlining his whole body with a halo.