(Note it's BE!!!)
Chen Xie Zhu called Xu Yan
"Are you finally willing to contact me?"
"..."
"You speak"
"He's gone"
"What——"
Chen Xie Zhu didn't listen to him anymore, hung up the phone, threw down the phone, and curled up in the corner of the sofa.
Xu Yan rushed to his house quickly. The door of Chen Xie Zhu's house was not closed.
"No, hasn't he been gone for two months? Are you now-"
Xu Yan stopped talking, feeling that something was not right. Although the room was clean and tidy, there was always something weird. It was like two worlds in the house. Half of the things were clean and the other half was empty. Chen Xie Zhu hugged his legs tightly and huddled in the sofa. Chen Xie Zhu turned to look at Xu Yan. His eyes were lifeless. Xu Yan looked at him. These eyes should not belong to Chen Xie Zhu now.
"What's wrong with you?"
Xu Yan closed the door and sat next to Chen Xie Zhu
"Let me tell you a story"
"It's not——"
"A young man..."
Chen Xie Zhu didn't give Xu Yan a chance to speak, so he told the story
Purpose: Inspirational
