little lover

Zhuo Yifan took the box and went to the study, carefully put his "Middle-earth" in it, and prepared to pack it away.

Han Qiaoye also came in, squatted there and asked him carefully: "Yifan, have you eaten yet? Let me make you something. I've been waiting for you at home all day today. Where have you been? Do you want noodles? You don't like me." I’ll take you out to eat, I know there’s a restaurant nearby that tastes really authentic…”

Zhuo Yifan shook his head and said, "No. I'm here to get something, and I'll leave after I get it."

Han Qiaoye looked down at the figurine, the part that was damaged by Lin Xi was cut off a small piece, and it was quite complete at first glance, but after looking at it for a long time, he always felt that a piece of his heart had been dug out. Distressed.He glanced at Zhuo Yifan and advised him: "Don't be angry, I've been waiting for you for a day just to explain to you clearly, it's not what you think, that woman is the one I talked to two years ago We broke up. When I was in Africa, there was no one around me. Really, it was clean... I also took care of your handicraft for you. I watered it every day. Really, even when I was away, I kept it clean. The assistant came to take pictures every day, and kept waiting for you to come, Lin Xi was an accident, what did you come to take, don’t take it away, you just put it here, as long as you want.”

He was babbling on, his tone was soft, he didn't dare to provoke Zhuo Yifan at all, he was still watching the child's face carefully, and he had never been so disturbed, even if he was going to the company to attend a meeting with his second brother It's never been so bottomless.

Zhuo Yifan's eyes were still black and blue, and he looked a little tired, and said to him: "No need, I made up my mind when I came here, and I just came here to send this to my master."

Han Qiaoye was silent for a while, then smiled again after a while and said, "Okay, I'll pack it for you. I've been watching it for a long time and I'm familiar with it, and I have feelings for it."

This time Zhuo Yifan didn't refuse. The thing was too big. After laying down a layer of anti-vibration pads, he and Han Qiaoye lifted it up and put the thing into the cardboard box.They had a tacit understanding when they were doing it, and they knew each other even more when they pretended to be in it now. Often, without Zhuo Yifan opening his mouth, Han Qiao's hand fell where he needed it. After all, the two of them had cooperated for a long time, and some It is a module that they made while discussing, and it fits well.

While helping him, Han Qiaoye said, "If it's the first time someone sees this, they will definitely say yes. Look at the corner, you can fill it up well. It doesn't look like it's broken at all..."

Zhuo Yifan raised his head and stared at him, and the small flame in his eyes that had just subsided burned up again. He raised his hand and patted Han Qiaoye's away, and said to him, "You don't need your help."

Han Qiaoye was a little baffled. In the past, others would take the initiative to chase him. He just raised his hand to give something and it was over. He worked harder on Zhuo Yifan than anyone else, and put more effort into coaxing him. Well, what I said just now was just to coax the child, and I didn't think at all why he was angry again.

Han Qiaoye said, "What's wrong?"

Zhuo Yifan looked at him and said, "She broke my things."

Han Qiaoye glanced down, and tentatively said, "It's been repaired now, and it's still...pretty good?"

Zhuo Yifan was sore and angry. When Han Qiaoye wanted to come over to help him, he pushed his hand away angrily and said, "Don't worry about it. Don't touch my things again. If it breaks this time, it will be fine." It can't be fixed!"

Han Qiaoye hasn't had a good rest since yesterday, and has always wanted to wait for him to come back and talk about the matter, but he wanted to say it, but Zhuo Yifan didn't seem to want to listen. He just went to the baby figure and stuffed the foam into it bit by bit. To fix the four corners, only the broken figure is in my eyes.

Han Qiaoye closed his eyes and said to him, "You only have Teacher Fang in your heart."

Zhuo Yifan's hands trembling as he bundled the boxes, he looked down at the closed cardboard box hard, his eyes became foggy several times and he couldn't see clearly what was in front of him, but they quickly dispersed again.He stubbornly said to Han Qiaoye, "I've been doing this for a long time."

Han Qiaoye nodded, and stopped coming to help, saying, "Yes, I know, I watched you sit up with my own eyes, and I helped you do it too."

He didn't waste much time on this thing, and the small models before were all made by groping a little bit. He was busy with work, and all the time was squeezed out, just to make the children happy, but looking at it now, I just feel that Feeling cold.

Han Qiaoye sneered, with a bit of disappointment in his tone: "I thought you were here to find me."

Zhuo Yifan rubbed his eyes, picked up the cardboard box and left.

Han Qiaoye gave him a hand and didn't say anything more about asking him to stay. The two of them carried the box to the door in silence. Han Qiaoye went to open the door, and Zhuo Yifan took out his mobile phone behind him to call for a taxi.

When Han Qiaoye heard that he was calling to tell the driver the address, he felt an inexplicable anger in his heart, and the door that was originally opened a crack fell down with a "bang".He turned around and came back to stare at Zhuo Yifan, squinting his eyes and said: "No, this matter is not over, don't leave, let's make everything clear!"

Zhuo Yifan hung up the phone and looked up at him.

"I'm not wrong about Lin Xi's matter. She came to me by herself. As for the fact that she broke the figurine, I apologize to you for her. I also feel sorry for her and want to make it up, but you have to give me a chance to be right. Right?" Han Qiaoye stood at the door and looked at him, watching his expression condescendingly, "Or, you don't care about these things at all, you only care about the figurines in your heart."

Standing there, Zhuo Yifan was stupefied when he heard the girl's name mentioned, but he didn't realize it at the moment: "What do you mean?"

Han Qiaoye said, "I mean, the reason for your anger."

Zhuo Yifan said angrily: "I ran all the way here, and things are still broken, can't I be angry!"

Han Qiaoye said: "Then you are angry because of the figure? You are angry about Teacher Fang, huh?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "Why do you keep mentioning my master! What does it matter to my master? If my master is here, he will not let others go in and damage my things. I have been with my master for so many years, and I have nothing to lose. Not bad...!"

Han Qiaoye said: "Yes, your master is amazing, your master is capable! It is because you are with him that you will never grow up, and you are like playing a house all day long. I said it is interesting for you to live like this!"

Zhuo Yifan said: "Interesting, I've always lived like this, if you don't like it, don't look for me."

"Do you know what 'feeling' is?" Han Qiaoye poked his chest, feeling his heart aching, "It's not like you, here it says it wants to know everything about you, what you do every day, What happened every minute, every second, good, bad, I want to know, I want to share with you... Do you understand?"

Zhuo Yifan stood opposite him, looking at him with a bit of anger, his eyes were shining, but he was completely burned with anger and could not see any other emotions.

Han Qiaoye sneered: "You just want to share with Teacher Fang, right? Why don't you go back and find him."

Zhuo Yifan was very angry, feeling that he not only insulted himself, but also his master, and pushed him to go out by himself.

Han Qiaoye tugged at his arm, feeling a little angry in his heart, but tried his best to restrain himself, and said to him, "Let's talk about it, will it work? You just leave without saying a word, and you won't come back for a day after you leave, you know?" I don't know how worried I am? Isn't it just a figure, if it breaks, I will compensate you..."

Zhuo Yifan exploded at one point, and holding his breath was short of that. As soon as Han Qiaoye said the last sentence, he raised his hand and punched him, but it wasn't when he was drunk, and his strength was not strong enough. Han Qiaoye also had it ahead of time. As if on guard, he missed a hit, but both hands were clenched!

Han Qiaoye cut his hands behind his back and dragged him inside, determined not to allow him to leave today, gritted his teeth and said, "I haven't finished talking yet!"

Zhuo Yifan was quite strong, but his hands were restrained, and his height was different, so he couldn't use his strength, so he shouted angrily, "Let go! Let me go first!"

Han Qiaoye said, "I'll let you go after I've finished speaking, Yifan, do you know... what's going on, you'll explode if it involves Teacher Fang?" The person in his arms panted heavily and moved even more violently Now, Han Qiaoye couldn't drag him any longer, so he hugged him from behind, bit his ears and gritted his teeth, "Can you stop mentioning Teacher Fang, don't treat your master like that? Do you know what I'm thinking? "

Zhuo Yifan's breath was heavy, and he was still fighting with him, his eyes were red with anger.

Han Qiaoye hugged him from behind. Although he couldn't see the child's face, he could feel his body temperature rising when he got angry. For some reason, he remembered a little leopard he led a team to rescue when he was in Africa. .When the little leopard fell into the trap, it roared angrily, but the only thing it uttered was a high-pitched milk sound. When it saw them approaching again, it opened its mouth to bite off the paw and the rope. If it weren't for the teeth not fully grown, that bloody little claw would be forgotten.

Zhuo Yifan is like this now.

Han Qiaoye sighed and looked at the child panting with anger in his arms. He was really young and didn't understand anything.He lowered his head and sighed: "You are too dependent on your master, you are sick and need to be cured."

Zhuo Yifan stopped, gasped a few times, and asked him in a hoarse voice, "What about you?"

Han Qiaoye was stunned for a moment, and said, "What?"

Zhuo Yifan spat and cursed: "You are the only one who is sick!"

He didn't make a fuss about leaving, he twisted Han Qiaoye's hand away with force on his wrist, turned around and punched him!

Han Qiaoye got hit unexpectedly, but took it the second time, and said angrily, "Zhuo Yifan!"

Zhuo Yifan was not Han Qiaoye's opponent when he was awake, or he had never really fought against Han Qiaoye, and he never thought that this person had practiced before. At first, his strength was enough, but soon he was not Han Qiaoye at all in the tug-of-war This time, Han Qiaoye didn't let him go. Finally, he pressed him on the carpet, clasped his arms, pinched the back of his neck with one hand and asked, "Do you still want to fight?"