Sir, what if it's too cold?

After Xu Zhiyang left, she sat there for a long time, and it took a long time before she came back to her senses.

She remembered what he said again.

"You two are dating."

"I did this thing."

"The reason why Zhou Qing went in was because of me."

"After all, I like her as much as you do."

……

Those details that are considered ridiculous and not worth mentioning are slowly hooked up by the giant hand called "fate", gradually revealing a palpitating appearance.

Until the waiter came to her worriedly and asked, "Miss, are you okay?"

"No...no," she stood up as if waking up from a dream, and staggered a bit: "Thank you."

She walked out the door, stood by the road and shook the collar of her windbreaker, as if she wanted to wash away her recent melancholy, and sighed silently.

The spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.

He Zhongli put away the key of the safe with a smile on his face, sat back on the boss's chair, and took a sip of the Tieguanyin that someone had just brought him.

After knocking down Zhou Qing, the days are comfortable.No one is sternly demanding the accuracy of the experimental data at the group meeting, and no one wants to repeat the experiment over and over again... At this age, wouldn't it be okay to just turn a blind eye and get by?

Just planning to think about where to drink with my old colleagues for a while, the phone rang: "Hello, Uncle?"

"what happened?"

"The woman's detention period has passed and she has been released. I'll call you right now."

This feeling of eating a dead fly/fly on Xing's head made He Zhongli frowned in disgust, and he couldn't show his emotions to the person on the phone, so he had to smirk twice: "Okay, thank you, Xiao Li. "

After putting down the phone, he snorted disdainfully: Come out as soon as you come out, the data is gone, can she still go to heaven?

Xu Muran hurried to the gate of the detention center, just in time for Zhou Qing to come out.

She looked the same as the previous few days, there was no major change, except for the sharper chin that was already frighteningly sharper, and her complexion looked a little sickly pale, the rest was justified.

Zhou Qing shook Xu Muran's hand and said with a smile, "I'm not afraid of falling when I run so fast."

Xu Muran's heart choked and he was speechless.

The back of her hand was so emaciated that blue veins burst out, and she was still trying to comfort herself.

Xu Muran took the sketchbook from Zhou Qing's hand, and handed it to Zhou Sheng. He intertwined his fingers with her very naturally, and didn't care at all about the mouth of the staff behind him, which was so round that it could be stuffed into a duck's egg——

Who cares about them.

She doesn't want to do anything right now except to be with her woman.

There is an illusion of "the world is better than me".

Zhou Sheng sent the two of them home, talked a little bit, let Zhou Qing rest early and left.Xu Muran hurriedly tidied up Zhou Qing's bedroom, boiled water to make tea, forced her to stay under the covers and ordered a takeaway order of health porridge.

Seeing her busy work, Zhou Qing finally couldn't help saying: "Don't be busy."

Xu Muran shook his head: "How long has it been since you came back, I should help you with something."

Who would have thought that the other party would smile: "You are my wife, and you should do something for me."

Gee.

Xu Muran's heart was pounding, but he still pretended to spit: "Who is your wife!"

In the next second, Zhou Qing's hand crossed the aisle to hold her wrist, and the end of the voice raised slightly, which was very seductive: "Who do you think is, huh?"

Longevity, longevity, longevity!What is this for!

She was blushing and froze beside the bed, neither leaving nor staying.After a while, he hummed in a very pretentious manner: "Let go."

Zhou Qing: "Don't let go."

"You let go!"

Zhou Qing: "No."

"you put--"

She was pulled down/on the bed by a force, Zhou Qing quickly turned/turned/press/hold her, and began to rub/cares restlessly with her hands, and the breath she exhaled while speaking lingered on the sensitive/sensitive neck/ She trembled around her neck.

Zhou Qing had just taken a bath, and the fresh scent of grass and trees penetrated into the tip of his nose, which made people feel refreshed and happy, and his face was warm and his heart was beating.

Xu Muran had already softened into a puddle of water, so he had no choice but to let her fiddle with it.

In the mind/chaos/love/maze, I just remember her whispering: "Let me see how much you miss me."

When I woke up again, it was already dark.

Xu Muran propped up his chin, carefully looked at Zhou Qing's sleeping face, wishing he could crush her in his arms, so as not to let her suffer any more harm.

Thousands of tender feelings were born here, how could the person on her heart be willing to let others criticize her.

Perhaps it was because the thoughts in her eyes were too strong, after a while, Zhou Qing opened his eyes, raised his hand and touched the top of her hair: "What are you looking at?"

"Look at you."

"What do I look good on?"

"You look the best."

"Well," Zhou Qing smiled solemnly: "I think so too."

Xu Muran: ...

Both of them are very lazy, so they just lay on the bed and talk about life and ideals.But basically Xu Muran was unilaterally telling Zhou Qing what she had encountered recently, it was very simple, she didn't want him to recall these gloomy days.

This is probably the biggest turning point she has encountered in her smooth life so far.

After hearing her dry mouth, Zhou Qing nodded: "Yes. This time I will enter..."

"Wait!" Xu Muran quickly interrupted her: "I suddenly remembered..."

"What do you remember? Don't want me to mention these things? Afraid I will be sad when I think about it?"

... She was found out.

She fell silent: "Yeah."

"There's nothing I can't mention." Zhou Qing said lightly, "After all, I'm holding a foreign passport, and they didn't do anything to me. I never falsified, I'm innocent, and I'm not afraid."

"During this time, I'm not here, it's because you suffer."

Xu Muran's eyes were slightly red: "When you're not around, I'll take a look at the photos I took about you. I've imported them to my phone..."

Happy or unhappy, as long as a little bit of her touches it, it seems to become sweet.

She took out her mobile phone and showed Zhou Qing one by one: "This one was secretly taken by me when you were cooking in the kitchen... This one is when the two of us went to the amusement park. It's really shocking that you did such a thing to me." People pointing..."

Zhou Qing: "...What is it?"

Xu Muran coughed, and went down the donkey: "It's...very exciting."

"Well, that's about the same."

"This piece..." Xu Muran was about to say that this piece of paper with messy numbers on it was your draft paper that I secretly photographed before the relationship was confirmed, when Zhou Qing's tone changed and he asked her incoherently: "What is it?" ...This is... what is this?"

Xu Muran didn't understand why her emotions fluctuated so much, and said with a guilty conscience: "Uh, this is your draft paper I took in the laboratory..."

"This is not draft paper." Zhou Qing paused for a long time before saying, her voice was a little hoarse, and she hugged Xu Muran tightly, even strangling her a little out of breath: "This is my greatest hope for a comeback."

A month later.

As soon as He Zhongli stepped into the office, he was overwhelmed by the scene in front of him: "Which department do you belong to?"

"Public/security/bureau." The leading man showed him the ID in his hand: "You are suspected of academic fraud and defamation of others' reputation, please come with us."