Shen Binghuan has been working with his photographer partner Lao Li for three years.
Without any warning, Lao Li was transferred to other columns on the station.
The next day, when Shen Binghuan saw the new photographer, he quickly contacted the editor-in-chief and asked if he could switch to an old photographer.
The editor-in-chief reluctantly told him that this person was a close relative and named him to form a working group with him.
Shen Binghuan looked at this man whom he once hated deeply but could not bear to let go of, and finally asked.
"Gu Fengqiu, what do you mean?"
"Huanhuan, let me chase you."
Shen Binghuan was struck by lightning. A straight man who had made Kongtong remarks, and Gu Fengqiu, who would not hesitate to pursue a girl every other day in order to draw a clear line with himself and prove that he was heterosexual, would shamelessly say that he would pursue him five years after they broke up.
Shen Binghuan said nothing and just sneered.
"Don't love me, there will be no results, but you can write, review and post-produce for me."
Gu Fengqiu said nothing, just wagging his tail and helping his wife handle the work.
There was nothing I could do. I was really guilty five years ago.
Him scolding me shows that he still has me in his heart.
Him hitting me shows that he still can't let go of me.
The fact that he hit and scolded me shows that he still loves me in his heart.
Intention: A kind word warms the winter