When I came out I picked up a nemesis

In midsummer, the chirping of cicadas on the trees is like a wave, making people panic.

Xie Ruiyan dried Han Qiao's hair and received a call without a note.

The familiar number is Xie Qiankun.

Before Xie Ruiyan picked it up, he already guessed what the other side would say.

The second elder brother who played around together in childhood has become hot and cold since a certain day, and his utterance is sarcasm.

Perhaps it was because Xie Ruiyan was the only one Xie Chengzhang focused on training.Xie Chengzhang beat and scolded other children frequently, but never hit Xie Ruiyan.

Xie Ruiyan and Xie Qiankun not only became estranged, but also reached the point where they couldn't get along.

During the days of studying abroad, Xie Ruiyan often received international calls, text messages and emails.

"If you have the ability, stay in Austria and come back? Isn't it just to be courteous to your father, like a puppy begging for mercy, to win some favors?"

"The family doesn't need you, you are so useless, you are extra, understand?"

Later, when he returned to the country, he also received three or five text messages intermittently during the days when he was at Han Qiao's house.

"Dad clearly knows that you are wronged, and he won't let you come back. You know why, because he is disappointed in you! He doesn't want you anymore!"

"You are superfluous, you should be called Xie superfluous, Ruiyan? What are you talking about?"

The phone rings all the time, there is no unmarked number with no special ringtone, and the system's own tick-tick cycle keeps going.

Xie Ruiyan lowered his eyes, feeling upset.

Han Qiao put away the hair dryer and asked with a smile, "Shall I hang up for you?"

"I'll pick it up, I'll be back in a while."

Xie Ruiyan said, and walked outside the house.

Press the call button and hear Xie Qiankun's overjoyed voice.

"Hiding? Let me see where you are hiding. You are the one who messed up the Qinhe matter. Just wait, Fuxi will be gone soon, all because of you!"

Xie Ruiyan put down the phone.

Once, what Xie Qiankun said echoed in his ears. When he was working, reading, even when he was relaxing and relaxing, it was like a curse.

During the time at Han Qiao's house, he thought he could let go of it. It didn't matter if he didn't have a family, or such a brother and father.

But he forgot that he had a glass heart from beginning to end.

Useless, superfluous, not needed.

Shouting pain in the back seat of Han Qiao's car made her boyfriend worry.

Now Fuxi and Han Qiao are even involved, becoming a drag and a burden.

His chest was stuffy, his eye sockets became hot, Xie Ruiyan's Adam's apple slipped, and he wanted to drink.

But even drinking is practiced by Xie Chengzhang and Xie Ruiyan.

At the beginning, Xie Ruiyan was taken by Xie Chengzhang to drink with real estate developers, and he vomited again and again, and got drunk again and again and was woken up by cold water.

Later, although Xie Ruiyan had developed a capacity for drinking, he failed to deal with the worldly affairs in a tactful manner.Xie Chengzhang was disappointed and replaced Xie Qiankun.

Xie Ruiyan always remembered Xie Qiankun's flamboyant and sarcastic expression.

From then on, Xie Ruiyan finally stayed away from the wine table, but resisted and missed alcohol, like a painful addiction.

In this family, addiction has externalized into the shape of a human being, and that person is unique, called Han Qiao.

A bottle of red wine was mixed with a bottle of vodka, and I was not drunk after drinking it, only a headache.

The pain was so painful that Xie Ruiyan wanted to find Han Qiao and massage each other's temples.

He showered several times, but failed to wash away the smell of alcohol.

Coming out of the bathroom, he was facing Han Qiao.

"The song is stuck?" Han Qiao put his palm against Xie Ruiyan's ear and stroked, "Drinking so much wine."

"Stay away from me, don't smoke you."

"will not."

Instead of staying away, Han Qiao leaned forward and kissed her.

"You drank a lot? What happened, was it because of that phone call?"

Xie Ruiyan's eyes turned hot, and he buried them in Han Qiao's neck.

"Don't ask me, I don't know."

"Okay, I won't ask you."

Han Qiao stroked the back of his head with burrs on his shoulders, and lowered his head to smell the warm scent.

Some bitter.

Letting Xie Ruiyan hug him for a while, Han Qiao grabbed the back of the man's neck and lifted Xie Ruiyan's face up.

"When you want to talk, just tell me." Han Qiao kissed the scar on Xie Ruiyan's face, "I am your boyfriend, and I have the obligation to share your worries."

"Han Qiao, thank you for being my boyfriend." Xie Ruiyan pushed Han Qiao onto the sofa and got entangled with him, "I only have you in my life."

"Life is long, if you promise now, there will be burdens."

"But my heart is very small, and it will be full if I pretend to be you alone."

"Then put it in the camera. Do you want to take a picture?" Han Qiao picked up his mobile phone and changed the subject a bit abruptly.

Han Qiao's new mobile phone has good pixels, the lens has a lifting function, and it can emit light of different colors.

He told Xie Ruiyan that Xie Ruiyan was drinking now, and the alcohol made him look better, so he should press the shutter as a souvenir.

Hearing the word "shutter", Xie Ruiyan's heart skipped a beat.

These two words used to be like a trauma switch, but after a long time, the blood in the memory was slowly diluted by the waves, and replaced by the vigorous and domineering president in front of him.

Or maybe it's just an ordinary stay-at-home boyfriend, Han Qiao.

Xie Ruiyan settled down, and said: "The camera lifts and glows like a fairy wand. Mr. Han's girlish heart has never changed."

Han Qiao's little finger raised Xie Ruiyan's chin: "Although it's not good to say that, do you know what else the fairy stick refers to?"

When it was time for Teacher Han's science popularization, Xie Ruiyan suddenly sobered up, and his discomfort was reduced by half.

A small train passed by unexpectedly, and the two also clung to each other and took a group photo.

Recently, Han Qiao got a lot of information about the Xie family from Sun Yangqiu, but he didn't expect that this would be the last time.

Neo Sun: Xie Qiankun has recently used unfair means to compete with other real estate companies, and Xie Chengzhang intends to support him as his successor.

Han Qiao: Good.

Neo Sun: Mr. Han, I can no longer help you with the investigation. I suspect that Xie Qiankun has already discovered that someone is monitoring him. Judging from the fact that he has made two friends and retaliated against others everywhere, you have to be careful.

Han Qiao didn't strongly persuade Sun Yangqiu to stay, but told Sun Yangqiu to be more careful and contact him if there was any trouble.

Han Qiao installed the mobile message filtering app developed by Sun Yangqiu on his mobile phone, and since then, there has been no trace of harassing calls or text messages on it.

He recommended that Xie Ruiyan also install it, but Xie Ruiyan tactfully fooled him.

Xie Ruiyan's cell phone was still ringing, tick-tock-tick, like a countdown to a bomb.

The ringtone made Han Qiao, who was typing, look up, and saw Xie Ruiyan's reddened eyes, and his restless expression, which was interesting, but also uncomfortable.

Xie Ruiyan didn't pick up the phone again, and hung up the phone.

This happened several times, Han Qiao didn't say anything, and always fed Xie Ruiyan.

This time, he handed Xie Ruiyan a candy: "Try the new formula of handmade candy."

Recently, Han Qiao is determined to study dark cuisine, even candies have a magical taste like "soap".

Xie Ruiyan had to wonder if Han Qiao did it on purpose, so as to relieve his nervousness.

Xie Ruiyan asked solemnly: "Can I get a kiss for being your guinea pig?"

"I don't kiss people who don't eat sugar."

Xie Ruiyan sucked the candy between Han Qiao's fingers, rolled his tongue, and swallowed the indescribable taste directly into his stomach.

"Now you can kiss me."

Xie Ruiyan tapped his forehead, nose bridge, and lips, and then tapped other parts.

"Little straight man, who do you take me for?"

"I can bend now." Xie Ruiyan pursed his lips, his eyes were still red, but his smile relaxed a lot, "I treat you as the person I like the most, you promised, after I recover, I can do whatever I want."

"Tossing and turning was added by yourself. I just relaxed the restrictions on body and position, and I can't do such exciting things." Han Qiao lowered his head and kissed him, "If you want, you can do it now. Honey ,Do not be sad."

"What did you call me?"

"Thank you hedgehog, baby, the cutest thing in the universe."

Xie Ruiyan's eyes turned red again, and after talking to Han Qiao a few words, he went back to his room clutching his phone tightly.

Not long after, Han Qiao knocked on the door: "I just cooked, don't you want to eat?"

"I'm not hungry, you can eat first, and I'll write nursery rhymes later."

"Stop writing songs, come out to eat, okay?" Han Qiao knocked on the door rhythmically, as if beating time, "I can hear your stomach singing through your door, this room is very soundproof, So are you lying on the door listening to me?"

Xie Ruiyan was ruthlessly exposed, and knelt down covering his cheeks: "I'm out to eat, you forget what happened just now."

Han Qiao stroked the door lightly, then turned to serve the rice.

Xie Ruiyan was already waiting at the dinner table.

Four dishes and one soup, the cooking method is light, not Han Qiao's usual cooking style, but the taste is good.

"Try it."

The slippery and fragrant yam was put into the bowl, and Xie Ruiyan ate whatever Han Qiao put in, but the rice bowl quickly piled up into a hill.

"I'm sorry, don't be annoying to me. I don't handle things well enough at home, so I just want to run away." The caramel-colored eyes were soaked in the salt of tears, "I will restrain myself, Han Qiao."

"I won't be annoying. I've seen you break down again. I don't think about anything but cute and pitiful."

"Um……"

Han Qiao took another chopstick of green vegetables and put them in Xie Ruiyan's rice bowl.Xie Ruiyan is not picky about food, except for caviar, he will not refuse outsiders, and the way he eats vegetables is inexplicably cute.

"Are you at ease? If you are not at ease, I will tell you every day. You are cute no matter what, so you don't have to worry about it."

"Don't worry, don't keep talking, it's disgusting."

The rounded tip of the chopsticks poked Boss Han's mouth, rubbing his lips, and then a kiss that smelled of olive oil replaced it.

After Xie Ruiyan finished kissing, he turned his face away again.

Han Qiao rubbed his ear, watching it turn red bit by bit.

Mr. Xie, who is in normal mode, dislikes others and is shy, is back.

Immediately, Han Qiao saw Xie Ruiyan eat three big bowls with tears in his eyes.

The comfortable days did not last long, Liu Ling followed a phone call back to Taixing.

The predecessor of Fuxi Electronic Musical Instruments was Fuxi Musical Instrument Factory, which was located in Taixing and mainly made violins. After Fuxi established the electronic music company, the musical instrument factory did not close down and underwent rectification. Instead, it became a characteristic large-scale production line of Fuxi that parallels tradition and electronic music.

This year, the people from above went to war unexpectedly, and the accounts that were checked only last quarter were checked again, as well as the wood of violins and other musical instruments, the craftsmanship of the masters, the sewage discharge plan and the actual situation, etc., everything that can be checked. up.

In the end, they were all qualified and passed, but the bureaus that should be invited are also unavoidable.

When Liu Ling came back from Taixing, his whole body was darkened after running around. His skin was dark and his face was even darker.

After Fuxi's high-level meeting, Han Qiao followed Liu Ling back to the office.

"A big hat was almost buckled down. Fortunately, we have always operated with integrity. If the profit is small, the profit will be small. It is to prevent such a moment. Jiaojiao, do you know that this time it was reported by someone, and we can't beat the drums , What hatred, what resentment!"

Sitting on the massage chair, Liu Ling said frantically, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh'."

Han Qiao handed over a glass of water: "Where's Xiaozhuang?"

After Liu Ling finished drinking, he wiped his mouth: "Zhuang Bi is still in Taixing, wiping the last ass. I want to come back next week. Zhuang Yan is going to scold me to death! Why do I have so little prestige as the chairman? Being dissed by their siblings in turn? Tell me, why does the drum beat us so hard?"

"Calm down and listen to me. Behind the drumbeat, there is Xie's help."

Liu Ling's expression froze: "Mr. Xie? Are you related to Mr. Xie again? How do you know?"

"I asked Yang Qiu to investigate, but it was too late to notify the factory in Taixing, and something happened."

"Xie Rui said he..."

"It has nothing to do with him."

"Now that you've said that, I'll believe him for once. But does he know about it? Did you tell him?"

"Tell him what to do." Han Qiao raised his eyes and looked at the wall clock in Liu Ling's office. The hour hand pointed to twelve o'clock. Xie Ruiyan usually eats at this time.

As long as the cook is serious about cooking, nothing can affect a good meal.

But Xie Ruiyan already knew.

All the news that he could and couldn't see were sent to his mobile phone in one go.

The person Han Qiao found for him, the heat that Han Qiao suppressed for him, and the implicated Fuxi, as well as threats and intimidation.

Xie Ruiyan had a decision in his heart, but he was reluctant to part with Han Qiao.

If there are things that have the best of both worlds in this world, it is only because the people who do them are cold and rational enough, Xie Ruiyan thinks so.

Han Qiao came home from get off work late at night with a tired face. When he went out in the morning, the hairstyle Xie Ruiyan had combed for him had completely collapsed.

The long and smooth hair was wet, as if he had jumped into a river.

A big cat that fell into the water.

"My whole body is wet." Han Qiao walked a little away from Xie Ruiyan, and asked, "Does it look like a rainstorm?"

He didn't mean to ask this question, he wanted to make Xie Ruiyan smile, after all, such a situation is rare

On the way back, the children on the fifth floor splashed water on their head and even smashed a small goldfish down.

The child's grandma delivered tomatoes in the elevator before, and Han Qiao only reminded her and the child not to throw water from the window or throw things around.

The aunt said that the child said that he wanted to change the water for his favorite little goldfish, but he didn't hold it steady and splashed the water instead. Fortunately, the fish tank didn't fall down together.

Han Qiao picked up the goldfish from the ground, held it in his palm and looked at it closely, but the fish couldn’t survive, so he buried it under the cherry blossom tree in the community, not deep enough, and maybe it would be a meal for stray cats .

The matter was settled in this way, and Han Qiao took two more tomatoes from his aunt and went home.

Han Qiao omitted the part of the goldfish, and only talked about the tomato and the water in the tank.

He smiled the whole time, letting the moisture in his hair trickle down his shoulders and wet his suit.

Xie Ruiyan didn't say a word, showed no expression, and didn't smile.

When Han Qiao took out the tomato from his jacket pocket, Xie Ruiyan tightly closed his eyes.

"Sharp words?"

"come here."

Xie Ruiyan threw Han Qiao's tomato on the sofa, pushed Han Qiao's back, took him to the bathroom to wash his hair, then forcibly stripped him, gave him a shower, and combed his whole body. The scar from the revision surgery on the leg was not missed either.

He was silent the whole time, not caring that the water from the shower wet his clothes and hair.

Han Qiao said, "Ruiyan, I'm fine."

But only Xie Ruiyan's heavy and irregular breathing was heard.

Everything is like the calm before the storm.

"Have you calmed down yet?"

"I'm calm." Xie Ruiyan was also drenched, sneezed, and changed into new clothes.

Han Qiao sat on the sofa, his hair had been dried by Xie Ruiyan.

While waiting for Xie Ruiyan to come out, Han Qiao went to the refrigerator to get two cups of yogurt, put them on the tea table, and covered the sides of the cups with his palms, waiting for them to warm up, drinking them would make his stomach more comfortable, even though neither he nor Xie Ruiyan had stomach problems .

Xie Ruiyan sat on the other side of the sofa.

Contrary to the wild bathing method just now, only fingers carefully moved over to touch the back of Han Qiao's hand: "Did my dad do it? I'm sorry, Han Qiao, I..."

"Xie Ruiyan, you're too sensitive, it's a child's fault."

"What about the musical instrument factory in Taixing? Is it him?"

Behind Fuxi Electronic Musical Instrument Company is the accumulation of decades of old musical instrument factories, the efforts of Liu Ling and his parents, reasonable rules and regulations, a good corporate culture atmosphere, and a group of hardworking young and middle-aged people.

It should not be defeated, provided that no one maliciously slanders or secretly operates.

"You tell me, I'll figure it out."

"Tell you, and then what do you do?"

"I want to face it, imagine standing in the sun like you said."

"You're already standing in the sun."

"Going out passively is different from going out actively."

Han Qiao sighed and withdrew his hand calmly: "Are you going? Trade your freedom for our peace, just like before?"

"No, I didn't think so. I thought, is there room for communication? I'll go... talk to him."

"If he could communicate, you wouldn't be here with me now." Han Qiao raised his eyebrows, his attitude unprecedentedly tough, "I'll ask you again, are you going to leave because of this? Go back to your father, even if you don't Under his control?"

"I didn't say I'd go back, but I can..."

"No can!" Han Qiao eased his tone and emphasized again, "No but, no can. Xie Ruiyan, no matter what you want to do with him, I won't allow it."

"Ah Qiao, what happened to you?"

"That's what I'm asking you."

"I didn't say I want to go back. Why did you just draw a conclusion? I have a lot of complicated things to say, and I want to talk to you calmly... But why don't you believe me so much? Do you think I can't do it myself? here, isn't it?"

"I just—" Han Qiao froze, and said for a while, "Yes, I don't believe you enough, sorry."

Xie Ruiyan's eyes flickered and dimmed, like candlelight dancing in the wind, on the verge of extinguishing.

He closed his eyes, clasped his hands, and squeezed into the tiger's mouth forcefully, letting the pain remind himself, don't speak willful words, don't act emotionally.

His gaze flicked over Han Qiao's wrist, and then stopped at the tattoo on his own wrist, meditating silently, to be a person worthy of Han Qiao.

"You said that in a relationship, I can choose to withdraw, or I can choose to turn back. You said, you will believe me."

Han Qiao laughed unknowingly, with a trembling voice: "I said it, but you misunderstood it. Why did you come back to him? Why did you leave me because of him? It's because you are related by blood, and we have nothing. "

"I didn't say I wanted to go... He used to restrict my movement. You told me that I can have freedom. My legs grow on me, and I can go wherever I want. Han Qiao, I am a free person, not raised by anyone. Pet dog!"

"I'm no different from him. I treat you like a dog, Xie Ruiyan! Is this the truest thought in your heart, huh?"

"Don't yell at me by my full name! I didn't say I was going to leave you, can't you hear me!"

"Ruiyan." Han Qiao covered his eyes, "I didn't mean to yell at you, I lost control, please forgive me."

"Han Qiao, I'm sorry... I know you're angry with me, but I'm really afraid that others will kill me. I will be scared, very scared."

"You like me because I am gentle to you?"

"Why do you have such scumbag ideas? Don't try to change the subject, Ah Qiao. About my father..."

Xie Ruiyan just started again and couldn't continue.

Han Qiao said to him bluntly: "Xie Ruiyan, don't mention your father. I beg you."

Xie Ruiyan read the voice behind the words.

He treats you badly, I am on your side, but you sneak away, for me.I do not want to.

Xie Ruiyan, I don't want to, because of me, you have to face everything you don't want to face in advance.

"I beg you. Xie Ruiyan."

Han Qiao said this sentence repeatedly, the corners of his eyes were very red, and the red marks slowly faded away, around the eyes, browbones, and even the surrounding skin and cheeks.

Later, the eyes were no longer the low-key and clear obsidian black like inorganic matter, and the irises were covered with bloodshot eyes, looking like a raging lion.

Xie Ruiyan no longer felt sad or wronged.In a sense, he is better at responding to such situations with weakness.

"I'm sorry, Han Qiao. I'm sorry. It's my fault. Don't be angry. It's not worth it if you get angry. I'll go back to the room first. If you want to sleep together, just knock on my door and I'll come out right away, okay?"

Xie Ruiyan did not get a response.

Xie Ruiyan pushed open the door of the cat room and went in, but the door was ajar and not fully closed.

After a while, singing and the sound of a violin came from the cat room. The key of "Cat's Claw" was changed, and a few words were subtly changed in the lyrics. It's courtship.

Listening to the singing and looking at the yogurt on the tea table, Han Qiao lost strength in his wrist.

Xie Ruiyan should not have such a low profile, he did nothing wrong, even if Xie Chengzhang did, it has nothing to do with Xie Ruiyan.

Han Qiao thought slowly, he couldn't control his emotions.

Why did he bring out the yogurt?

What is he looking forward to, is the two toasting to each other, or when Xie Ruiyan drank the yogurt, he can wipe or even lick the remaining liquid from his lips?

Then what, then what can he do?

Xie Ruiyan said that when the scar from appendicitis surgery grew better, they did make a small attempt.

Xie Ruiyan tried to be a home run baseball player, and Han Qiao was awakened by his kiss, but they failed to reach a consummation.

Han Qiao remembered that he didn't have much tender feelings at that time, he only remembered that his body was in pain and his head was also in pain. He wanted to take the small pink pill prescribed by the doctor, but Xie Ruiyan grabbed his wrist and interlocked his fingers.

Xie Ruiyan kissed the pulse on his wrist and comforted him in a low voice: "I don't need that, I want you to remember me clearly."

Xie Ruiyan is like a tireless and good student, using all that he has captured with his eyes and felt with his body in practice.

He said that he liked Han Qiao's lips, and he wrote it on paper at that time.

On that different night, Han Qiao also fell in love with Xie Ruiyan's lips.

When he woke up in the morning, Xie Ruiyan's jaw was almost dislocated, and his jaw joints were so sore, but he hugged Han Qiao and refused to let go, and even the rabbit pillow was kicked under the bed.

Xie Ruiyan smiled at Han Qiao and told him that no one can replace Han Qiao.

But is it really so?

Can he really give him happiness?The companionship, love and sex that Xie Ruiyan wanted, and even the most basic sense of security, he has made him lack, and he needs this person who is six years younger than him to comfort him instead.

Two hours, three hours.Once or twice is okay, but there is always a time when it gets boring.

Obviously Xie Ruiyan did not say anything wrong, nor did he do anything wrong.

The only mistake Xie Ruiyan made was having such a father, that was not something he could decide.

Xie Weizhou's words echoed in Han Qiao's ears.

"Ruiyan is easily infected by others, don't let your abnormality affect him."

"You'll never see him again."

What should I do?is correct?Is it the best solution for Xie Ruiyan?

Businessmen focus on making profits, but unfortunately he is not a pure businessman.

He is the one who is sensitive.

He also gave his sincerity, but his sincerity was smaller than Xie Ruiyan, so he didn't know what to do.

He couldn't bear it just now, and wanted to tell Xie Ruiyan, you promised me not to leave me and stay with me forever.

How far is forever?Till death do them part?

The red goldfish died in the palm of his hand and was buried under the cherry blossom tree, like a bad omen

"Everything you've ever owned doesn't really belong to you."

"If you want him to be happy and safe, please let him go."

"Han Shanyue, you don't deserve it. A person like you is doomed to lose."

Last night was the agreed "co-sleeping day", but the two slept separately.

Xie Ruiyan waited all night, and Han Qiao thought about it all night, but neither of them knocked on the other's door.

Two cups of yogurt were left overnight and turned into overnight milk. When Han Qiao got up the next morning, he saw only a pair of empty shells left in the trash can.

Xie Ruiyan drank them all by himself without any waste.

Beside the breakfast in the kitchen, Xie Ruiyan left a palm-sized piece of paper, which was painted yellow.

"Han Qiao,

I am leaving,

Do not miss me. "

Less than ten words, three punctuation marks, nothing special, unable to reveal any emotion.

The yellow color is like an inexplicable sarcasm; people are left behind before they are dyed.

It is said that it is a unilateral domestication, and who can prove that the two sides have not been ground into a shape that suits each other?

If Xie Ruiyan wants to calm down, or wants to end such a same-sex relationship, then give it to him.

Han Qiao carefully held the yellow paper, walked into the study, and clipped it to the last page of the notepad.

The first page is the little poem written by Xie Ruiyan, "Melting Me, Covering You".

The farewell words on the last page are very suitable as a confession at the end of the curtain.

Maybe this will be the last "gift" Xie Ruiyan left him.

Han Qiao only memorized the five words at the beginning and the end, which was a bit of self-deception.

"Han Qiao, miss me."

A week later, it was business as usual, and getting back to one's life wasn't all that unbearable.

There was a sound of ping-pong-pong in the kitchen, and Han Qiao started to make breakfast.

Before, Xie Ruiyan left Han Qiao breakfast, which was a heart-shaped omelet rice. Xie Ruiyan's best dish since he came to the house was the shape of a crescent moon poured with tomato sauce.

Han Qiao put it in the freezer of the refrigerator, not going to eat it, and took it out to look at it every day, just as a thought.

I also put the two tomatoes I got from my aunt next to the omurice and frozen them together.

After a week, the omurice became a quick-frozen omelet, and the tomato became a hard frozen tomato.

The last time I shared tomatoes with Xie Ruiyan is still vivid in my memory. He ate the tomatoes and also the sweet and sour tomato juice on Xie Ruiyan's lips.

Xie Ruiyan lowered his eyes and asked him if it tasted good. Han Qiao replied that it was delicious, and then took a bite of his dimple.

They are tomatoes of the same size and taste equally good, but Xie Ruiyan only ate them once.

Han Qiao's eyes were slightly hot, and he tied up his long hair, and the feeling of the thin hair ring pulling his scalp made him wake up a lot.

Bringing the breakfast to the dining table, Han Qiao lowered his hands, picked up the pink glass dining bell without thinking, rang it, and shouted: "Work after eating, Ruiyan..."

Ruiyan, are you coming to the study with me?

There is no Xie Ruiyan's voice in the house, nor is there his breath, only the fragrance from the body is left, which is still thin, on the bed, on the towel, on the sofa blanket, and in the fabric.

Han Qiao folded them up and stacked them on the recliner in the study, including an iris tie that Xie Ruiyan left behind.

In the corner of the reclining chair, there is a black leather mouse that Beethoven likes to play with. It was made by Han Qiao out of old leather clothes that he couldn't fit.

It was a fat and big one, and it was bitten by the old Beethoven with excellent teeth until the tip of its nose disappeared. Xie Ruiyan picked it out from under the desk while cleaning, thinking it was a dead bat, and it took a lot of effort.

Xie Ruiyan felt that Han Qiao's work was ugly, and said several times that he would throw it away, but he never really threw it away. He just wiped off the dust on it, reapplied stuffing, and sewed up the mouse's broken nose. Under the mouse's tail, a standard eye, a small daisy, was sewn with pink thread.

Xie Ruiyan asked while sewing, "Is it the live version of the dog taking the mouse?"

Han Qiao smiled and shook his head, and took a picture of this scene.He felt that Xie Ruiyan's gestures with the needle and thread were particularly elegant and beautiful, which should have won the inheritance of Grandma Xu.

Then the leather mouse became an ugly and cute decoration in the study again.

Han Qiao threw the leather mouse into the wastebasket under the desk, flicked his wrist, bent down to pick it up, and put it back in place.

This is already the seventh time this week he has done this repetitive action, a waste of time, pointless.

Han Qiao tied up her long hair, took off the "Nvwa" from the wall, opened the software drawing tool, and started a new busy day.

Occasionally looking through work notes and looking at previous work records, I always turn to the post-it notes on the title page.

"I like your lips".

He didn't dare to look at Xie Ruiyan's photo, nor did he dare to look at the group photo of the two of them that day.

He was afraid that he would waver, that he would catch up.

Give each other some respect, at least during cool-down periods.

Xie Ruiyan hoped that he would not think about him, so try not to think about him.

Han Qiao is a hard worker.If you don't try hard enough, try harder.

Another "Don't Miss Me" message paper was clipped in the yellowed notebook, and the slightly distorted handwriting that belonged to Xie Ruiyan was hidden under the last page.

Naturally, no one saw the words behind the piece of paper.

"give me some more time,

I'll take care of it.

wait me back,

I love you. "

The author has something to say: Xiao Xie is gone, no more kisses today