little lover

Zhuo Yifan pretended to be asleep and fell asleep after a while. In his dream, he seemed to be running non-stop on a small island full of mazes, looking for someone, but the island was always himself. No matter what, I can't get out.

Just when he was sweating profusely, he suddenly saw a figure flashing in front of him, and he knew it was his master by his familiar appearance. Zhuo Yifan was determined, and immediately ran after him, but When his master turned around at the corner, he changed into a different person again, his appearance was not clear, he was wearing a dark red shirt...

Zhuo Yifan woke up as soon as he was anxious.

The weather in late summer and early autumn, the suburbs are relatively cool, but he still sleeps sweating all over his forehead, his body is hot and uncomfortable, and his throat is also dry, so he squinted his eyes and whispered: "Water..."

There was someone sitting next to him dealing with official business, his notebook was rattling, his ears were good, but his temper was not so good: "The water is on the side, take it yourself."

Hearing this, Zhuo Yifan sat up on the bed and took a look. The man was rarely dressed in plain clothes, but his face became more and more coquettish. His hair was combed up, and his eyes were sharp. He was impatient at the moment. Type with one hand, and the other hand hangs down and doesn't work hard.

Zhuo Yifan remembered him, his master had introduced him, he seemed to be called Han Qiaoye.He was the worst person when he was playing cards before, and he accidentally fell into his way when he was full of bad water. The quality of the cards shows his character, so it can be seen that this person is not a good person to get along with.

Zhuo Yifan found a bottle of mineral water by himself and opened it to drink. His throat felt a little better, and he was a little more awake. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Why am I here? Where's my master?"

Han Qiaoye finished replying the email with one hand, and said, "You drank too much and ran away. I slept here. Your master has gone back."

Zhuo Yifan was stunned for a moment, and said, "Huh? The party is over?"

Han Qiaoye: "Yes."

Zhuo Yifan got up immediately, saw his coat picked up and put it on and said, "Sorry to bother you, I'll go back and find my master..."

Han Qiaoye paused his work, looked up at him and said, "You just left?"

Zhuo Yifan looked at him vigilantly. He has been accosted quite a few times in these years. His master said that when encountering such a thing, you must first keep calm, and it is not too late to use force at the end.He looked Han Qiaoye up and down, and his impression vaguely corresponded to the man with black eye circles. His fists were a little confident. This man seemed to be the kind of young man who was greedy for pleasure, so it shouldn't be difficult to knock him down.

Han Qiaoye didn't know that he was giving the impression of lust and wealth, so he just raised his chin at him and said, "Go out and have a look."

Zhuo Yifan stepped out hesitantly. As soon as he got off the bed, he saw a torn red shirt under the bed. It was the same as in his dream, and it was exactly the same as what Mr. Han was wearing today. The rose embroidered on the neckline was clear and eye-catching.Zhuo Yifan was stunned for a moment, and looked up at Han Qiaoye. Han Qiaoye knew his expression without turning his head, and immediately sneered, "I don't have a habit of tearing my own clothes."

Zhuo Yifan panicked with a little embarrassment on his face, but he couldn't help but gasped when he really walked out - he basically demolished the room.

After hesitating for a while, he left just like that. He looked around and walked back against the wall. Seeing that Han Qiaoye was still working there, he mumbled for a long time before saying, "Well, I'm sorry, this room is charged to my account. Pay you."

Han Qiaoye let him hang out for a while, and after finishing the matter, he closed his notebook and turned around to look him up and down.Zhuo Yifan bit the bullet and looked at him, always being more justified, he drank the broken piece, he really didn't know how hard his attack was.

Han Qiaoye said, "You can do more than that when you're drunk."

Zhuo Yifan was a little guilty, he stuck to the wall and didn't dare to move, but he couldn't help but glance at the torn shirt on the ground, and stammered, "I, what else am I doing?"

Han Qiaoye lied to him: "You insist on calling me Dad."

Zhuo Yifan raised his head in surprise, and raised his voice: "Nonsense!"

Han Qiaoye continued half-truthfully, "Really, you call me daddy for a while, hold me and cry, call me master, and say that the whole world loves me the most."

Zhuo Yifan pursed his lips this time without retorting, and stood there silently.

Han Qiaoye was originally thinking of making fun of it, but now seeing him not saying a word, he didn't like it. It was like finding a wild little thing. When he picked it up, it turned out to be wearing a collar and already recognized its owner. I was so bored, I stood up and urged him, "Let's go, why are you still standing there?"

Zhuo Yifan said "Oh", turned around and was about to leave, but Han Qiaoye raised his voice and called back, "Hey, I said you just left?"

Zhuo Yifan just woke up and was not in the situation yet, so he said stupidly: "Didn't you let me go?"

Han Qiaoye sneered, raised his chin and said towards the table, "See those things, pack them up for me and take them with you." He took out a car key from his pocket and threw it into his arms, and said, "Then go Drive and take me back."

Zhuo Yifan always doesn't cause trouble for himself when things can be solved with money. As soon as he frowned and wanted to refuse, he saw Han Qiaoye pointing to his hanging arm and said softly: "See, you Drunk and drunk, this is the ironclad proof, if your master hadn't called and persuaded you with kind words for a while, I would have gone for the injury examination long ago."

Zhuo Yifan was wronged, touched the tip of his nose, and had no choice but to resign himself to his fate and drive.

Han Qiaoye put on his coat and walked in front, and he didn't lose the battle at all. Just looking at his face, he looked like a male model, especially the expression, which was very international, with a world-weary face, as if the whole world owed him a lot. sum of money.

Zhuo Yifan drove the car out, it was a smoky gray convertible sports car, the color was more low-key than expected, but just looking at the python logo and the smooth metal shell, it can be seen that the owner's personality is extravagant and flamboyant.Zhuo Yifan likes cars very much, and he rarely sees a Dodge Viper in China, so he couldn't help but take a second look, but the more he looked at it, the more he felt that even the headlights that stood up like snake eyes looked like the owner, with something strange The arrogance of the whole life.

Zhuo Yifan looked away bitterly, and waited for Han Qiaoye to come slowly, waited for the master to get into the car, bent down to adjust the seat for him, and then fastened the seat belt himself.He didn't take two steps when he heard the man lazily say: "The one on your head is cute, what else do you like besides rabbits?"

Zhuo Yifan raised his eyes and looked in the rearview mirror, only then did he see a pink bunny hairpin on his head, he quickly pulled it off with a blushing face, and argued, "It's not mine!"

Han Qiaoye looked at him with a smile that was not a smile, and let out a long voice.

Zhuo Yifan blushed and said, "It's really not mine! I don't even know where it came from... I remembered that it was given to his daughter by the fat guy who drank together in the afternoon. We both wore my hair for some reason after drinking too much." up."

Han Qiaoye said: "It's suitable for you, and I like to blush just like a little girl."

Zhuo Yifan said: "It's normal to blush, only thick-skinned people don't blush!"

Han Qiaoye said, "I usually blush hot, and I've never been shy." He raised his chin and said, "Open some windows for me."

Holding his breath, Zhuo Yifan stretched out his hand to open the hood for him, letting him blow dry to wake up completely.

It's time for them to point their backs. It started to rain halfway through the drive. When Zhuo Yifan reached out to close the roof of the car, it got stuck. Han Qiaoye said, "Can you?"

Zhuo Yifan used all his strength with one hand, holding his breath, and said, "This broken car is left over from my driving, of course I..." Before he finished speaking, he heard a "click", as if something was stuck in it It was broken, Zhuo Yifan put his hand on it and touched it, "Where did you just drive, why is something stuck here?"

Han Qiaoye said, "Did you break it for me again?"

Zhuo Yifan stopped by the side of the road to try it out, and the hood went back up again, and the fender was stuck for a long time without any response.

The rain also fell with a rush, and for a while, except for the sound of raindrops hitting the seats, there was only silence in the car.

Han Qiaoye held his forehead with one hand, twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "I'm really convinced."

Zhuo Yifan reached out for his mobile phone, and stammered, "I'll also repair the car for you, so what, you can take a taxi back by yourself first, and you can't get your arms wet..."

Han Qiaoye called to him: "I don't believe it today, if you just drive like this, I'll see if anything worse can happen!"

Zhuo Yifan thought this person was strange. Although he was not enthusiastic about him when he first got up, he didn't dislike him so obviously. After a while, he hated each other, and he insisted on staying with him and continuing to watch. Are you sick?While starting the car, he glanced at his mobile phone. The remaining power was weak, and it was completely shut down after two presses.He had no choice but to bite the bullet and borrow Han Qiaoye's, and that person really did lend it to him.

Zhuo Yifan memorized his master's phone number by heart, and when he called, Han Qiaoye glanced at him and said, "You're very proficient in memorizing it."

Zhuo Yifan ignored him.

As soon as the phone was picked up, Zhuo Yifan immediately said, "Hello, Master, I'm back and I'm going into the city soon..."

Han Qiaoye was upset and reminded him loudly that he had to turn ahead. Zhuo Yifan endured it for a while, but the person next to him intensified and taunted him: "If you don't slow down when turning, who do you want to hurt!"

Zhuo Yifan endured it for a while and was not happy anymore. After all, he grew up smoothly since he was a child, and he has never been so angry, so he pushed back without thinking: "Don't you know the basic etiquette of the co-pilot? Open, or shut up."

Han Qiaoye raised his arm at him, and said with a sneer, "I also want to drive by myself. Guess why I can't drive by myself?"

Zhuo Yifan: "..."

The roar of the sports car in the wind and rain with the convertible hood was already ringing, but now the voice on the phone was mixed in the wind and it was hard to hear clearly, plus Han Qiaoye deliberately made trouble, it took a long time to realize that it was Long Yu who answered the phone, Not his master.

Long Yu asked, "Yifan, who are you with?"

Zhuo Yifan faltered and said: "No one, just a friend."

The person next to him immediately sneered loudly, and taunted back without politeness at all.

Zhuo Yifan: "..."

Zhuo Yifan said honestly: "I injured Boss Han, I will drive him home now."

Long Yu frowned: "Is the injury serious? What's the matter?"

"I hurt my arm," Zhuo Yifan said a little embarrassedly, "I drank too much and couldn't control myself."

Long Yu said: "Give him the phone, and I'll tell him."

Knowing that they knew each other, Zhuo Yifan gave the phone to Han Qiaoye. Han Qiaoye still behaved the same way when he took it over. He didn't save face at all because he was an old classmate.After talking about the demolition of the hotel, he complained: "When he split the closet, I was afraid that he would drink too much and hurt himself, so I stretched out my hand to block it. I was unlucky when I closed it, and my arm almost broke! Finished, the child admitted his mistake when he woke up, why don't he drive me back, I think his attitude is good, who knew that he broke the hood of my car as soon as he got in the car!"

Zhuo Yifan defended himself: "I didn't do it on purpose either! Your car is an old model, so blame me!"

Han Qiaoye didn't give in to him at all, and opened his mouth to curse: "Fart old model, you still forcefully break my fender and convertible, can it not be broken!"

The two started arguing on the phone, Zhuo Yifan argued hard, while Han Qiaoye sneered and put Long Yu aside.

After a while, Doctor Long said: "Old Han, you go to the hospital. I'll call the emergency department. You should treat the wound first. After you send him off, come to me. Your master is worried about you." It's been a night." He added, "There is a fire at the hotel, and you can't go back to live."

This was the final word. Although those two were reluctant, they both agreed and hung up the phone.

Zhuo Yifan sent Han Qiaoye to the hospital. Han Qiaoye seemed to be half paralyzed with a broken arm, so he asked Zhuo Yifan to push a wheelchair to take him to the emergency room.

First, I went to take a picture and watched it. It was more serious than expected. Mr. Han's arm was broken.