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"Let's make a long story short." I seemed completely unaware that I was eight hours late, trying to look as calm as possible, forcing myself to concentrate.I looked at him and said, "Mr. Qi, if you have any request, you can just say it directly. I am rather stupid, and I can't understand things that are too obscure."

However, he leaned back in the chair and just narrowed his eyes when he heard the words.

I didn't do it.It seems that I am holding the weight, but in fact he has the right to speak.Just like the waiter just now, he didn't ask my opinion, just smiled and left.

Now it's really only the two of us left on the second floor.This had to make me suddenly raise my vigilance, but I also faintly felt that I was not afraid of what happened next.

"How did you meet Shen Shen?"

He asked suddenly, opened a little Gu soup in front of him, and stirred it a few times with a spoon.I took a sip first, and when I looked up, my eyes were a little soft.

He said to me, "I have been kept warm, and now the temperature is just right."

As he spoke, he gently pushed the soup to me.

I didn't speak anymore, I frowned fiercely and looked at him.

We stalemate for a while.

In the end, his too strong eyes made me lose the battle. I took the soup and took a shallow sip.

This is chicken soup.

It did bring back some memories for me.

Because back then, he left an excellent impression on me with this bowl of chicken soup.Until now, I still remember those beautiful things.

I lowered my head and took a sip before putting down the spoon. Although I felt inexplicable, I was still afraid that tears would fall while I drank.

But my heart is slowly becoming cold.

Because I guessed it right - he came here for the shares, otherwise, what could make him wrong himself so much and come to play this tender game with me?

It's time for this to end.

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I looked up, and his expression still seemed to be asking me "how is it".

I remained calm.Now I already know what he is going to do, the soldiers come to cover up the water and the earth, so I will take a good look at what he will do next.

So I explained lightly: "I originally picked up my friend's daughter, but something happened. When I was about to leave, your son told me that you didn't come to pick him up, so I brought him here. "

I don't even feel a lot of guilt about not mentioning those things before - it was just his design, and I'm already sitting here, so the rest is meaningless.

He may even have gotten the news that I picked up his son, otherwise how could I really take his son and run around? The previous question was just a change of topic.

It doesn't matter, since we met, let's end it.

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Qi Ji probably noticed my change, and the gleam in his eyes froze.

I showed the first smile we met, and broke the deadlock first, "We are here to talk about things today, but before that, I think there is something worth mentioning."

"We also had a relatively deep contact before, and there were some misunderstandings. I am ashamed to say it, but I was too young at the time, and mistakes were inevitable."

I smiled again and showed a sincere attitude, "I'm sorry for causing trouble to you, but personal feelings will not affect our subsequent exchanges, will they, Mr. Qi?"

After I said this, I felt that I hadn't been in vain these past few years, but I was still inferior to him, so I waited for his answer.

But he didn't speak.

He just looked at me deeply, and there was a trace of disbelief in his eyes, but what gradually condensed was coldness.

However, I also smiled without showing any weakness, "We are sitting here, no matter what the result is, the purpose is the same."

It was probably only now that I really started to look at him directly. I suddenly realized that he was not wearing a suit, but casual clothes.The way he looks reminds me of any young man who goes out on a date.

But he is no ordinary person.It can't be dating me either.

I also know that such an attitude and words are bound to irritate him, but I am negotiating now, and I am not meeting an old lover, so I am willing to let him stop those ridiculous "reminiscences".

Sure enough, he gradually put away his expression and leaned back on the chair back a little later.Like all the photos of him on the headlines of the entertainment section, he is so cold that it is almost unreasonable.He glanced at me, "Go ahead."

My heart tightened, and now it's time to really start.Although the initiative is in his hands, it is a good thing that I speak first.And now it means that I have exposed his purpose, so I might as well get straight to the point.

"Then, the meeting today is just for share..."

"Wait, drink a glass of orange juice first. Thank you for sending Shenshen back. Moisten your throat first, and we can talk later."

I was interrupted abruptly and frowned.

But I finally picked up the orange juice on the table and drank it quickly.

I put the cup back on the table without even bothering to wipe my mouth.I can't wait for it to end soon. Although I haven't figured out the details yet, I always have a general direction of thinking.I just licked my lips, cleared my throat and said, "I..."

However, I felt dizzy.

what happened!?

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Before I passed out, the last picture I saw was the calm expression of the pretty waiter in the cheongsam.She carries the food and even smiles a little bit.And this man across from me, he looked at me with a pair of too complicated eyes.

...the effect of this medicine is too fast.

I didn't have time to be surprised or angry, I could only marvel at how this matter developed, with ups and downs.

And he really didn't want to negotiate with me at all.

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It was already morning when I woke up.

The first day I was arrested turned out to be a sunny day.

The sunshine outside is very good, and the dark brown-red wooden floor is meticulously laid out, which reminds people of a quiet church in the suburbs of England.

I've been to that place and simply don't want to come back.

However, this is Qi Ji's house.

I rubbed my wrist, which was a little sore, and felt that this development seemed to be cut from a romance novel.

Qi Ji would actually use such a bad way.

-

Qi Ji is obsessed with cleanliness. Almost everything he owns is white, and if it is dirty and not cleaned, it will be replaced immediately, and the same is true if it is broken.For a while, his desk was almost taken care of by me like a son, for fear of making a little mistake.

But that alone was not enough to tell that this was his bedroom.

I know it just by looking at it because I once lived in this room and tried to think so hard about lying in the bed I am lying on.

It's embarrassing to say, I'm a man, but I was once like those women vying for favor in the deep palace compound.Thinking about it now, I always sigh that "like" makes people crazy, and it has never had anything to do with gender.

I patted my dizzy head and wanted to find my phone, but I couldn't find it after searching for a long time.I had to change direction, get out of bed, walk barefoot on the wooden floor, and go downstairs to find someone.

I was actually surprised back then.When I met Qi Ji, he was only in his junior year, and he had a villa in C City, where every inch of land was expensive, and it was such a good location, but why did he still have to work by himself?

It wasn't until I moved in later and learned about some things that I realized how forbearing he had been these years, keeping a low profile.

Can someone who borrows [-] from me be an ordinary person?

-

Qi Ji was sitting on the sofa on the open balcony on the first floor.

There was a glass of fruit wine-like liquid on the small round log table that was only used for decoration, countless documents were placed on the sofa, and he looked like a lazy gentleman without a tie.

I obviously didn't wear shoes and walked quietly, but he turned his head slightly like he had eyes behind the quilt and said, "Are you hungry?"

The sunlight hit his side face, softening the edges and corners a little, and his eyes seemed to have some amber color reflected by the light.Probably because the sun was so beautiful, I felt the sound of gems falling in my heart for a moment.

I always thought I wouldn't be a poet.Because I often can't say a word when I look at him.

I nodded honestly and asked him, "Where's my phone?"

He didn't answer me, but made a phone call first, probably ordering food.Then I took the time to ask me back: "Your mobile phone, what are you asking me for?"

I stopped talking.

It's so obvious.Although I haven't been in contact with him for a long time, some things are so familiar that they become reflections.My mind quickly translated his words, meaning "what do you want a mobile phone for?".

Why bother?But now I am under the control of others, so I have to be very honest: "My friend is still in the hospital, I need to call him."

The author has something to say:

Here is a stalk for everyone to listen to, I don’t know if anyone has heard it...

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The top student stays in class to study by himself after school, while the bad student waits for him.

Later, the scumbag got impatient, so he decided to sneak away.

He looked at Xueba, who was studying seriously.

So he stole his steps up.Then when he was standing at the door of the classroom, Xueba said a word without turning his head.

Xueba said, "One step at a time."

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Wow haha ​​I think this is definitely a typical example of facial paralysis, black attack and irascible bastards~

Do you understand~ slip away