Feng Suheng, who was waiting at the airport entrance, looked embarrassed and said, "Sister Wan, I'm really sorry. I can't help it."

What was said on the phone was unclear, but I only knew that He Sichen was in a particularly bad state these days.

But no matter how Feng Suheng tried to hint at it or how he tried to be evasive, he always said that he was fine.

He looked anxious and depressed, like a lion trapped in a cage in the zoo.

Having thought of all the possible solutions, Feng Suheng thought of Ye Wan just before despair struck him, and he called her with great embarrassment.

But Feng Suheng didn't expect that Ye Wan didn't even hesitate and took the fastest plane to Licheng.

"Brother Heng, didn't you say that you consider me a friend?"

Ye Wan smiled and got into the business car, "Si Chen doesn't know I'm here yet, right?"

"have no idea."

Feng Suheng shook his head.

Hopefully, it will be a pleasant surprise and improve his mood.

The car stopped in front of the hotel. Ye Wan got out, looked around, and trotted to the convenience store at the intersection.

When he came out again, the bag was filled with beer and a few packs of snacks.

Feng Suheng couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

These days, because of He Sichen, he felt that several of his hair had turned white due to worry.

But when Ye Wan showed up, with just a few cans of beer and a few packs of snacks, he felt that the gray night had become brighter.

Suddenly, infinite hope arose in my heart.

"Sichen, look who's here?"

In the luxurious suite on the top floor, Feng Suheng pushed open the door and shouted loudly.

No one responded.

Ye Wan put the bag and backpack on the dining table, turned around and looked at Feng Suheng, and saw him pointing to the bedroom on the left.

Knock knock knock.

Ye Wan knocked on the door, "He Sichen, can I come in?"

No one responded.

Knock knock knock, "You don't want to see me? Then I'll sit at the door and talk to you."

The room seemed colder than outside, and the icy air blew towards me.

He Sichen, who was standing in the door, was wearing a loose black sweater and black home pants.

His calm face was made even colder by the dark room behind him and the clothes on his body, as if he had turned into the cold and unapproachable top star he used to be.

Ye Wan shuddered, "Are you going to shoot your next movie in Antarctica?"

I haven't seen him for half a year, and the boy seems to have grown taller.

Ye Wan looked up at him and said, "Come out to the living room. Or, turn off the air conditioner and let me go in. Come on, I bought some beer and snacks."

No questions, no looks.

The familiarity in the conversation came out so naturally.

It was as if she didn't come here specifically for him, but was just passing by and came to have a few drinks with him and then leave.

The depression and frustration that had been accumulating in He Sichen's heart for several days suddenly blew away.

"Come in."

He Sichen finished speaking softly, walked to the bedside, pressed the touch panel, and changed the cold air to warm air.

Then he opened the curtains, letting the night and snow outside the floor-to-ceiling windows fall onto the floor.

With just this one move, Feng Suheng let out a long sigh a few steps away.

He gave Ye Wan a thumbs up, made a gesture as if he was going to make a phone call, then Feng Suheng closed the door and left.

Ye Wan took off his coat and carried the bag into the bedroom.

The bedroom, which was as dark and cold as hell just now, suddenly became warm as spring.

Ye Wan walked to the bed and sat on the floor with his back against the bed.

Tear open the small snacks and stand them up.

Open the spicy strips and eat one first.

Ye Wan opened the beer and handed it to He Sichen, "I have beer, do you have a story?"

(End of this chapter)