When I came out I picked up a nemesis

Mr. Han is only allowed to call baby, and Xiao Xie is not allowed to say bobo.

Xiao Xie was very angry, Xiao Xie was wronged.

Xie Ruiyan was caught off guard and fell to the ground, first numbness then pain, followed by a sore heart.

Han Qiao rubbed the center of his brows, curled his lips and said, "You have often spread your wings on the verge of my character's collapse. This kick is for you, so you're welcome."

Xie Ruiyan: "???"

Looking up, Han Qiao was no longer smiling, and raised one eyebrow like the first time they met at a dinner party, with a little anxiety and impatience mixed under the gentle skin.

It is unnerving and the sense of distance is full.

At that time, Xie Ruiyan approached after Xie Qiankun, using all his courage.

And now...

It's his bad.

Xie Ruiyan didn't know that the perfect ending of this day could be ruined by him like this.

Xie Ruiyan was wronged and regretful: "Han Qiao, I..."

"Xie Ruiyan."

"I didn't do it on purpose, it's, um, a ritual, I'm used to it, I don't do it less online."

After Xie Ruiyan finished speaking, he wanted to sew up his mouth with embroidery thread, but the more he drew, the darker it was.

"No less?" Han Qiao repeated, as if he was thinking, but actually he didn't think about anything.

An exploding migraine has swept over half of his body, his breathing is a little hot, but fine cold sweat is breaking out on his back.

"You go out, good night."

Xie Ruiyan shouted in astonishment: "Han Qiao?"

Han Qiao's gaze slowly slipped from Xie Ruiyan's face to the gray-toned wall, staring at the undulating lines on it, as if urging people to hurry up, and said again: "Good night, Xiao Xie."

"Oh," Xie Ruiyan responded dryly, "I hope you fall asleep early. Good night."

The door was gently closed, and the handle turned silently.

With Xie Ruiyan's good night wishes, Han Qiao opened his eyes all night.

Although I usually say "thank you" and "sorry" to Xie Ruiyan, this night is an exception-adults' apologies are often even harder to say when they are really sorry.

At two o'clock in the morning, Han Qiao's headache didn't hurt much, and Xie Ruiyan, who had been kicked by him so badly, was in his mind, but he felt that he couldn't hold back his face and apologize.

Han Qiao unplugged his phone and began to mechanically scan the news pages of several major platforms.

Xie's news can no longer see any valuable news. It seems that Xie Ruiyan has really become an abandoned son. Even though people are paying more and more attention to the epidemic, his family members have not asked him to go back. The news in the report is limited to Xie's family. Where did you participate in the auction, and the bid was successful. After one year, the property was verified, opened, and sold out.

Cutting through other news, those who eat melons eat melons, and those who fight are fighting, but they are all praying that the epidemic will pass.Offline, because of the epidemic, there is little Chinese New Year atmosphere, but online is full of excitement, even worse than usual, especially on Weibo, where all kinds of views and ideas can be seen.

Han Qiao doesn't hate being quiet and being alone, but occasionally he thinks it's good to be lively, especially when he is impatient, log in to social software, peek at the screen quietly, wherever there is discussion, there is him.

This is a habit cultivated by surfing forums outside of work. The root cause is that Xie Ruiyan always picked fights with him on Weibo, but Han Qiao himself rarely responded.

hate it?Hate.

Do you hold a grudge?not.

Now, he thought that there would be no broken relationship between them, but his migraines messed up everything.

Joy is also Xie Ruiyan, and worry is also Xie Ruiyan. This person has integrated into his life and affected his emotions. It should be a dangerous signal, but Han Qiao is thinking about how to let the other party go.

Because Xie Ruiyan is already at his home, he may not have used Weibo for a long time, and he always feels inexplicably awkward to log in.

After all, there is a sense of separation between reality and the Internet, and they cannot be confused.

Han Qiao is now on Xiaohongshu, and he clicked on the link posted by someone. The hot search is a video of a bedridden old man being sat on his chest by a nanny.

Han Qiao frowned, read it several times, and confirmed that suffocation was the main cause of the old man's death. Her child was interviewed while crying. Although it was not heartbreaking, he was also very emotional.

Han Qiao inexplicably thought of the voice note crying with Lone Wolf, a male college student in the orphanage, when he said that his grandma was gone.

Added a little sleeplessness.

Self-sleeping failed, Han Qiao took sleeping pills and lay down quietly.

This time I didn't sleep well, I woke up every half hour, struggling to fall back into sleep, my head was dizzy, sometimes it was the sobbing of a lone wolf, and sometimes it was replaced by Xie Ruiyan.

At dawn, Han Qiao opened his tired and sleepy eyes, his ears were buzzing, thinking, Xie Ruiyan is so strong, will he really cry?It's almost as good as making others cry.

This inexplicable dream, the inexplicable string of characters, the Xiao Xie in the dream is always OOC.

But I have to say that the crying appearance in the dream is really pretty, the eyes and the tip of the nose are flushed, there is an unspeakable sexy on the wheat-colored skin, and the look of looking up at people is based on that day Xie Ruiyan squatted in front of the sofa watching people, making people want to hug him and hold him high.

"Han Qiao..."

Xie Ruiyan called Han Qiao's name outside the bedroom door, mixed with moderate tinnitus flowing into the patient's ear canal.

As for the solemn but soft "I'm sorry" behind, Han Qiao didn't hear it at all.

Neither of them expected that the situation would not get any better after a month.

The hot war at the end of January turned into a "cold war" in early February.

For the sake of this jio, the relationship between the two of them seemed awkward no matter how they got along.

When eating, the delicious enjoyment on the small table becomes a task-like activity to satisfy hunger.

Sitting on the sofa, the two were as far away as possible, without hand cream and philosophical dialogue.

The musical instruments in Han Qiao's room were neatly arranged by Xie Ruiyan; Xie Ruiyan didn't borrow any of them, including the violin. Han Qiao didn't know whether Xie Ruiyan bought it elsewhere. let him see.

Han Qiao didn't ask Xie Ruiyan for a massage, and taught him how to cook. Even looking at the other's dimples seemed to be no longer an obsession.

It seems that they "respect each other as guests", but in fact they are very special.

Liu Ling deeply felt that Han Qiao's work efficiency was extremely high recently, it was almost abnormal, and the style of the design drawing was not in harmony with him, so he asked the two people separately on WeChat: "Did you quarrel?"

Han Qiao and Xie Ruiyan replied almost at the same time: No.

Liu Ling: "ohhh, ieres is pretty good."

At the beginning of Fuxi's establishment, Liu Dong held several positions, worked as HR, and also mediated the conflicts between the company's young lovers. Seeing this situation, he immediately snorted, moved his fingers, and pulled a small group of three people, and then took Zhuang Billa came in.

superll: Did you really quarrel?

Han Qiao: No.

xry: [Alaska shakes head]

Zhuangzi:?

SuperLL: It’s fine if you don’t have one. Can I come over to eat and drink tonight?

Han Qiao: If I say no, why don't you come over?

Superll: Of course I want to come.

Han Qiao: Okay, I see.

SuperLL: Mr. Xie, don't wear a suit today, I don't want to fight with you who is more handsome.

xry: [ok]

Zhuangzi: So what is the meaning of my existence in this group?

SuperLL: Pull a single dog to eat and drink with me, so as to avoid the embarrassment of me going alone.

Zhuangzi: Hey, hey [The clown is actually myself]

The group was silent for several minutes.

xry: Not a clown, you are the great Zhuangzi.

xry: [cat paw pinches face]

Zhuangzi: Ah, this 2333

SuperLL: Hahahahaha, why are you so funny when you say a cold joke in a serious way, I almost laughed my head off!

xry: where is it funny...

Han Qiao: Cute.

[Han Qiao retracted a message]

Han Qiao: It's not funny.

Zhuangzi:? ? ?

superll: ? ? ?

xry:.

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