"Wanhuan, this is Chen Yun, Director Chen." In the bright corner of the banquet hall, Su Wanhuan felt a dark shadow coming over him, and a bitter smell that he hadn't heard for a long time lingered ridiculously around his side. He glanced slightly, did not say anything, and continued to whisper. He drank the sweet grapefruit soda in the champagne glass, but his stomach felt sour. He put down the wine glass, and a cup of hot tea was handed to the table in front of him. The clear water surface rippled on the blurry face beside him. How many years has it been? How could he be so late? It was so long that he resented and hated it. The closer the heat source was to his side, the stronger the bitter taste became, but it pulled away again in an instant, and he woke up. At this time, he became the ruthless Su Wanhan again. "Hello, Mr. Su, I am Chen Yun, Erdong Chen, Wang Chunxuan. This is my business card." He handed over a white-gold business card with both hands. The white-gold light reflected the black marks on the side of his right palm more clearly. He finally He raised his head, took it hastily, stuffed it into his pocket, stood up and went to the bathroom. The cold water could not dilute the warm and rough touch, and the bitter dry heat wrapped around him again, "Brother Qi, I'm sorry, I'm late."
Concept: Love is a kind of tameness