law of receptivity

"Xiao Yu, Brother Sheng." Yan Ge's clear smile was on his face, and he couldn't see anything unusual. He raised his glass and drank a glass of wine, and then said to them.

"You guys play, I live with my mother and she should be worried when I go back late." After he finished speaking, he smiled and looked at Xiao Qingying, that smile contained nothingness after a thousand sails.

"Qingying, let's get together, I'm leaving first."

Xiao Qingying's originally quiet eyes flashed a glint of light, he gently took Yan Ge's arm, stopped him beside him, turned around and said with a smile to the few people in the inner seat.

"Brother, let's play, I'll send Xiao Yan back."

Hearing his words, Cao Sheng closed his eyes and looked at Yan Ge first. Yan Ge was expressionless, and stood beside Xiao Qingying with a light breath, his eyes drooping as if he was slightly drunk and unwilling to speak.He also couldn't tell whether Yan Ge was willing or not, but thinking about the relationship between the two people at that time, he might as well block this unfeeling invitation for Yan Ge.

Unexpectedly, before he could say anything, Cao Yu, who drank the most tonight, stood up first. He patted Yan Ge's shoulder with a smile, and raised his voice.

"Go back, let's go back! Let Qingying see you off, Auntie's place is far away and unsafe, Qingying, let's meet again some other day!"

Yan Ge looked back at him in surprise, Cao Yu smiled but did not make a sound, stretched his arms forward and made a gesture of 'please'.

Xiao Qingying patted Yan Ge's back lightly, and whispered something in his ear.

"Let's go, I'll take you."

Yan Ge lowered his head and closed his eyes, followed Xiao Qingying out of the bar.

Cao Sheng, who had been staring at the two of them, tugged Cao Yu's sleeve in confusion. Cao Yu turned his head and sat down to ask.

"what happened?"

"I still want to ask you what's wrong." Cao Sheng asked back. "I didn't see Xiao Yan's ugly face, why did you still encourage him to go with Qingying?"

"What's the point of giving away a gift?" Cao Yu laughed, inserted a piece of watermelon from the fruit plate and threw it into his mouth.

"Xiao Qingying almost killed Xiao Yan, did you forget?" Cao Sheng turned his head and stared at him, narrowing his eyes.

"I haven't forgotten. How could I forget. But brother..." Cao Yu also turned his head to look at his brother very seriously, and said very seriously. "At that time, Xiao Yan was Xiao Qingying's chief secretary. Whether something happened or not, Xiao Yan was inseparable from Xiao Yan in their group. Qingying was not wrong as a decision maker. His mistake was that he ignored Xiao Yan's own values. He wanted to give Xiao Yan is the best, but unexpectedly he used the wrong direction."

Cao Sheng took a sip of his wine and chuckled thoughtfully.

"It's really strange today, you actually speak for Xiao Qingying."

"No. I also think it's incredible."

"Then can you tell me why you suddenly changed your position?" Cao Sheng's dark eyes lit up, and he waited for Cao Yu's answer with great interest.

Cao Yu's eyes dimmed, and he replied lightly. "I just feel that, compared with that surnamed Liang, Qing Ying has absolutely nothing to hide from Xiao Yan..."

The wine has pierced the intestines, and people can't wake up.

When Yan Ge sat in Xiao Qingying's passenger seat again, his mood was no longer the same as before.Xiao Qingying's slender fingers rested on the steering wheel, and there was a faint smell of daisies in the car.

If you smell it carefully, you can tell that it is the same brand of perfume as Yan Ge's.

Xiao Qingying said in a low voice at this moment. "How is Auntie? How is your company?"

"She's fine, and the company is fine." Yan Ge never looked at him, but turned his head to look out the window.

The winter street scene outside the window is empty, and Yan Ge's heart is also empty when he looks at it.

He sat beside Xiao Qingying, but for some reason he thought of Liang Ziqian...

If Liang Ziqian was driving, they should have more interesting topics at this moment.

"Xiao Yan, I will stay for a while when I come back this time. If you are free, let's have a meal and chat." Xiao Qingying held the steering wheel with his left hand, turned his head and said softly to Yan Ge's profile.

Yan Ge's delicate and elegant side face is particularly pleasing to the eye under the occasional illumination of the street lamps. Even though he didn't say too much, he just kept silent and absent-minded, and let the fragments of time project into Xiao Qingying's eyes one by one. heart.

"Okay, I'll go." Yan Ge raised his head and looked at the road in the middle of the night with no traffic, his eyes were empty and misty.