Wait till the sun rises

Xiao Liu in the office stretched and yawned big. He wiped his eyes and lay down on the table again. "Working overtime every day, when will it be a head?"

No one paid any attention to him and said, "Hey, Xiao Xia, aren't you tired?"

Xia Yang pushed the flat lens hanging on the bridge of his nose, stood up and made a cup of coffee and handed it to Xiao Liu: "It's almost the end of the year, so naturally there is a lot of work."

With a bitter face, Xiao Liu took a sip from the cup, and cried miserably: "No, you gave me black coffee again? Is there any sugar?"

Xia Yang pushed his glasses, smiled and sat back in his seat: "No."

Xiao Liu got up and walked around, asked for a bag of honey and added it, took a sip and said, "Xiao Xia, do you want to add some? It's too bitter."

Xia Yang smiled and shook his head: "I don't like candy."

"Oh."

Xiao Liu drank half a cup of coffee and was honest for a while. For a while, there was only the sound of fingers tapping on the keyboard in the office.

knock knock knock.

"Excuse me, is Xia Yang here?" A little brother asked standing by the door holding a bag.

"It's me." Xia Yang stood up and said, "What's the matter?"

The little brother walked over with a smile and said, "Sir, you ordered the meal."

After the food delivery boy left, other people in the office surrounded him. Xiao Liu looked at a big bag of delicious food, smiled and bumped Xia Yang's shoulder: "Good brother, it's a waste of money."

Just as Xia Yang was about to refute, a text message came in from the phone on the table.

——"I'm working overtime again. My brother ordered something delicious for you. Eat it while it's hot. Don't starve." The sender was Han Rui.Xia Yang's heart warmed, and he dialed the phone.

"Hey, did you get it?" Han Rui's lazy voice floated from the phone, accompanied by the sound of splashing water, Xia Yang touched his nose and said, "Got it, thank you."

Han Rui smiled and said, "Thank you verbally? That's not enough. Am I so easy to dismiss?"

Xia Yang knew that he was like this, so he ignored his teasing. After chatting for a while, Han Rui said: "Okay, you go to eat. Don't get off work too late, or I'll pick you up?"

Xia Yang glanced sideways at the clock hanging on the wall, and said with a smile, "Would it be inconvenient."

Han Ruidao: "It's inconvenient, wait, I'll pick you up at twelve o'clock, so it's settled." He finished talking on his own, and cut off the phone without waiting for Xia Yang to answer.

Sure enough, Han Rui stepped on to Xia Yang's place of work in the early morning. When Xia Yang wrapped the scarf around his neck and went downstairs, he was shocked by Han Rui's aggressive attire.

Han Rui is a few years older than Xia Yang, different from when we first met, now he is completely open, tall and legs long, smiling eyebrows and eyes are not as aggressive as when he was a teenager, but more sinister, especially when he bends his eyes When he laughed, he gave people a soul-stirring taste.

It's a pity that Xia Yang turned a blind eye to this, and pushed Han Rui into the car: "Why are you wearing so little? I'm not afraid of freezing."

Han Rui opened the car door for him with a smile, then turned back and got into the car, brushed his hair chicly, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'm in good health. But you, wearing so much, wrapped up like a bear, white ruined your face."

Xia Yang took off the scarf, looked at him helplessly, and said softly: "I want temperature, not demeanor."

Han Rui burst out laughing, he turned his face to look at Xia Yang, and said, "Hey, I said Mr. Xiong, since you want temperature but not demeanor, why did you go to the hospital with a fever?"

Xia Yang squinted at him: "You have the nerve to talk about me, aren't you also in the hospital?"

The smile on Han Rui's face deepened, and he said, "Then how can it be the same, I don't have a fever."

"Yes, you got into a fight again."

Han Rui shrugged and said helplessly, "There is no way. There are always some people who like to make a presence. If I don't beat them up, they will think I'm a soft persimmon."

Speaking of this, Xia Yang sat up straight and placed his hands neatly on his knees: "Those people, do they still trouble you?"

"Those bastards, seeing me now is like a mouse seeing a cat."

Xia Yang struggled for a while, and said, "Why did they beat you? Did you really steal that man's boyfriend?"

Han Rui laughed, "That kind of sissy is only treasured by Wang Jun, I don't like it."

Looking at Xia Yang's hesitant expression, Han Rui said, "It's his little boyfriend who pestered me, but unfortunately he's not my favorite model, so I don't even want to post it."

Xia Yang said helplessly: "It's the one you like, so you want it if you pay it?"

Han Rui nodded seriously: "Yes. But I still have to thank that bastard, otherwise we wouldn't have met, right."

Xia Yang nodded, leaned back in his chair, looked out of the window, and asked, "This is not the way I go home."

"Why, are you still afraid that I will sell you?" Han Rui stretched out his hand and rubbed Xia Yang's hair, "Look, you have been in City B for several months, and you haven't invited you to dinner yet. Treat you today, By the grace of the Lord."

Xia Yang smiled and said, "Did you forget the meal you ordered, I'm already full."

Han Ruidao: "That's nothing. I'll treat you seriously next time. I've prepared clothes for you. I'll put them on in the back seat. Brother will take you to have fun. While your grandfather is not at home."

Xia Yang picked up the bag and glanced at it, his eyes were dazzled by the sequins on his clothes: "Go to the bar?"

"Ah."

Xia Yang put the things back and said, "Next time."

Han Rui turned his head to look at him, and said with a smile, "Why, are you still thinking about your bamboo horse?" Seeing Xia Yang's silence, Han Rui said again, "Do you want to protect him like a jade?"

The smile on Xia Yang's face faded, and he said, "No."

"No?" It happened to be a red light, Han Rui stopped the car and turned to face Xia Yang sideways, with a mocking arc on his lips, "It's been seven years, has he ever looked for you?"

"I ruin myself for this kind of person..."

"Brother Han!" Xia Yang shouted, Han Rui stared at him, raised his eyebrows, Xia Yang closed his eyes and took a few breaths before saying, "It's not what you think, it's my problem."

Han Rui carefully looked at Xia Yang's painful face, and smiled coldly for a long time: "He knows who you are?" The question was in a declarative tone, full of certainty.

Xia Yang's hand on his lap was clenched instantly.

The horn of a car came from behind, and Han Ruicai turned around, and said expressionlessly: "So he ran away, and went abroad for seven years, huh."

"Xia Yang, after all, you are not all the same, so forget about him."

Xia Yang's lips were pale. He was leaning on the back of the chair, but his eyes were out of focus. Han Rui clicked his tongue and punched his leg impatiently before turning the car around and driving back.

The car slowly stopped at the door of Xia Yang's rented community, Han Rui said: "Don't think too much, go back and have a good sleep."

Xia Yang paused when he pushed the car door, then hummed, closed the car door and turned to Han Rui, "I'm really sorry today."

Han Rui tugged at his collar and said with a smile, "You still have to say sorry to me? Just don't hold grudges about what happened today."

Xia Yang: "How could that be?"

Han Rui waved his hand, "Go back, do you want me to see you?"

Xia Yang said: "Yes." As if remembering something, he added: "Don't go to the bar."

Han Rui laughed: "Okay, okay, if you don't go, you won't be read."

"Well, be careful when you drive back, I'm leaving."

It wasn't until Xia Yang's back disappeared before his eyes that Han Rui took out a cigarette with trembling fingers, lit it, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly.

Just now, Xia Yang's short looking eyes and worried words coincided with a certain memory buried deep in his mind.

The young man had clean and bright eyes, stood under the streetlight and grabbed the back of his white shirt, and said softly and gently, "Don't go to the bar."

Han Rui suddenly smiled and shook his head, his smile was bitter and full of nostalgia, he put the cigarette in his mouth, started the car and said, "Han Rui, save yourself."

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