Precision Correction Guide

Duan Yu paused to speed up his eating.

Xie Qiao didn't make much food, so he could only taste it. After eating in two or three bites, he put down his chopsticks, took out a piece of paper to wipe his mouth, and then looked at the person opposite, "It's finished."

Xie Qiao didn't seem to expect him to agree, so he naturally skipped the topic and didn't bother to ask for an answer.

He thought bitterly, if he could guess Duan Yu's answer, did he know him a little bit?

This is considered a step further.

"Let the assistant come in and collect...forget it, I'll do it." Xie Qiao said, while tidying up, he tried to pretend not to care and said, "Actually, if it doesn't taste good or you don't like it, don't force yourself."

"Don't waste it." Duan Yu said lightly.

Xie Qiao has recently been in a delicate and sensitive period. Duan Yu said four words, and his mind immediately began to split up for reading comprehension.

No, is it a rejection of him?

I don't want to eat the food he cooks, I don't want to be approached by him, this kind of silent rejection.

Waste, this is obviously a pun.

Waste food, no.

It's not okay to waste your mind.

Not wasting your mind probably has nothing to do with being afraid of him being sad. Duan Yu has been wasted by him before, so there is a lump in her heart.

But Duan Yu was kind and soft, and would not use the same tricks to retaliate against him, so he said that he would not waste his mind, even though it was terrible, he still ate it seriously.

In the final analysis, these four words were to remind him of what he had done before, and to tell him to stay away by the way.

Xie Qiao didn't know how he was able to read Duan Yu's implication all of a sudden, as if he had been opened up out of thin air to Ren Du's second channel, and suddenly he could understand him and understand him.

It's just that the answers he got were not very good, and he always reminded him of what stupid things he had done before.

Taking advantage of the convenience of lowering his head to clean up the dishes, Xie Qiao pursed his lips vigorously to suppress the uncomfortable emotions.

He deliberately slowed down his movements, hoping to spend more time alone with each other. After Duan Yu finished eating, he seemed to have no reason to stay.

Duan Yu sat without moving, watching him move.

Xie Qiao's fingers are slender, with well-defined joints, and his nails are trimmed to just the right length. Everything he does is pleasing to the eye.

Duan Yu stared at his hand, and suddenly asked, "How is your preparation for the new album going?"

After Duan Yu finally took the initiative to know about him, Xie Qiao regained his energy immediately, "It's ready, and it will be online soon."

"Will you listen?" Xie Qiao squatted in front of him across a tea table.

Duan Yu looked down at him, meeting the imperceptible tension and anticipation in his eyes.

"The company asked me to help promote it."

After all, it is his first solo album, and it may determine his future achievements, so the company attaches great importance to it, and even Zhao Yuanyuan, who has nothing to do with it, was dragged to a promotional meeting.

As an artist of the same company, Duan Yu naturally had to help promote it because he had such a good relationship in the live broadcast before.

But Xie Qiao didn't want this answer.

"Wouldn't you click on it and listen to it when you're helping to promote it? Isn't it easy?" he asked.

Duan Yu sighed silently, "Maybe, it depends on whether you are busy at that time."

In fact, when Zhao Yuanyuan told him to help repost the publicity, Duan Yu didn't pay much attention to it. The advertisement and favor promotion have always been operated by the agent on his behalf. He only needs to know that such a thing exists.

When Xie Qiao agreed, a smile burst into his eyes, and the corners of his lips curved up uncontrollably.

He said a date and emphasized: "Must listen!"

Duan Yu felt that this date was a bit familiar, and couldn't remember what day it was for a moment, and just as Xie Qiao picked up the bag to say goodbye, he didn't think about it.

The door was gently closed, Xie Qiao's reluctant sight was cut off by the wall, but the voice of conversation came in from the crack of the door.

"Brother, are you leaving now?" This was Wang Zai's voice.

"Go, he doesn't like this..."

I can't hear the words behind.

Duan Yu isn't picky about what to eat, but he has preferences, and he doesn't think it's too obvious, how did Xie Qiao see it?

Could it be that he was pretending to be so dull before?Or are you getting the hang of it now?

Duan Yu didn't know.He sat quietly for a while, put the personal belongings and scripts scattered on the table back into his bag, and arranged a few pillows that were thrown at random.

Under the pillow... what is there?

Duan Yu frowned slightly, pushed away the pillow, and found an ordinary box with a square shape.

The box is flip-top, with a familiar logo printed on it.

Duan Yu opened it, and inside was a thin silver bracelet with two deep red beads strung in the middle. The design was very simple, and it was the type he would like.

There is also a small card.

"Late birthday present."

Not signed.

But it's obvious who sent it.

Because of family habits, Duan Yu seldom celebrates his birthday, unless he is an adult or a whole year old, he will have a good meal.The rest are basically how I live in normal times, or how I live that day.

Now that his parents have passed away, people around him know this habit, and they won't specifically mention it for fear of hurting him.

Xie Qiao gave him a gift before, but Duan Yu didn't think of it at all, thinking that he was inexplicable and harbored malicious intentions.

It turned out to be for this.

This time I deliberately hid it and didn't give it to him directly, probably because I was afraid of being rejected.

Duan Yu closed the lid, put the box aside, and put away the small card.

I didn't realize it just now, isn't the release date of Xie Qiao's new album his birthday?

Duan Yu rubbed the smooth card with his fingertips, and suddenly smiled mockingly.

It turned out to be to remind him.

The door was knocked.

"Teacher Duan, I heard that my brother is with you?" With Duan Yu's consent, Cheng Yun opened the door and came in, looking left and right, "Hey, is he gone?"

"Just left, you can still catch up if you go out now." Duan Yu reminded him.

"Forget it, my brother doesn't have me in his heart at all, a guy who values ​​sex and despises friends!" Cheng Yun muttered, rolling his eyes, and suddenly saw something.

"Teacher Duan, do you also like this brand of bracelets?" Cheng Yun pointed to the low-key small box on the table and said, "The design of this brand suits my taste, but their products are limited every time, so it's too hard to snatch them up. "

"is it?"

"Yeah, I heard that their VIP customers don't necessarily get reservations, they are all offline first-come-first-served. Teacher Duan, did you ask someone to line up to buy?"

"No," Duan Yu hesitated, "it was a gift from a friend."

"Can I take a look?"

Duan Yu nodded, and Cheng Yun picked it up carefully.

"It's actually this style," Cheng Yun's expression changed, "Mr. Duan, isn't that friend of yours chasing you?"

Duan Yu asked calmly, "Huh? Why do you say that?"

Cheng Yun pointed to the small crimson bead and said, "This is garnet, which symbolizes love."

He struggled: "Should I report this matter to my brother? Otherwise, he will find out later, what should I do if I misunderstand you?"

"Don't you know?" Duan Yu asked.

"Know what?" Cheng Yun was at a loss.

He didn't know that he and Xie Qiao had broken up.

"It's okay." Duan Yu shook his head, looking at the things in Cheng Yun's hand, he suddenly said, "I'll see you off."

"Isn't it good?" Cheng Yun was pleasantly surprised for a moment, but then refused embarrassingly.

"It's nothing bad," Duan Yu said lightly, "Take it away if you like it, and you don't need to report it to Xie Qiao."

Seeing that Cheng Yun really liked it, he didn't refuse any more, put his wrist on and admired it for a while.

Duan Yu reminded him: "Remember not to wear it in the crew, Director Jiang has rules."

Cheng Yun almost forgot and responded repeatedly.

He has always liked small accessories such as earrings and bracelets. After being told by the director, he can no longer wear them, and his heart itch for a while.

There seems to be a party the day after tomorrow, you can leave the set, and then you can quietly put on the bracelet.

On the day of the party, Cheng Yun happily left the crew.

This is a mid-year party hosted by a local TV station, and many singers and idols are invited to perform.

After Cheng Yun finished her styling, she met Xie Qiao while strolling backstage.

"Brother," Cheng Yun greeted him excitedly, tucking a bunch of hair from his sideburns behind his ears, "do you see anything different about me today?"

Xie Qiao seemed to be mentally retarded: "Are you sick?"

"..." Cheng Yun did not give up, and repeated the action just now, "Look carefully again!"

Xie Qiao found out that the bracelet Cheng Yun was wearing was very familiar. He frowned and looked at it for a while, then his face suddenly sank.

"Where did it come from?"

Cheng Yun was immersed in the pride of not only getting his beloved jewelry, but also helping his brother solve his love rival, and didn't find anything wrong with him.

"Teacher Duan gave it to me!"

"Take it off." Duan Yu's attitude was tough, his anger and disbelief made him dizzy, his hands were shaking unconsciously, "Take it off!"

His temper has always been domineering. Cheng Yun, as his former roommate and closest friend, has long understood this, and was not angry at the moment.

"I know you might be a little jealous," Cheng Yun tried to explain, "but with the relationship between you and Teacher Duan, he can't take it, and you can't take it either. This is garnet, do you know what it represents? Love! I'm not bad Your garbage disposal center is gone!"

Xie Qiao was about to explode with rage, and had no energy left to sort out the logical relationship. He only heard things like "he can't accept", "love", and "garbage disposal".

He lined up so hard to buy the things he gave to Duan Yu, but he still couldn't dispose of them. Was it considered rubbish?

"He gave it, do you want it?"

"Why can't you want it?" Cheng Yun asked straightforwardly, "Anyway, he didn't want it."

Xie Qiao answered in his heart, of course not!

Even if Duan Yu doesn't like him, hates him, or even disgusts him when he sees him, it can't be like this.

Did he just deal with his gift like this while saying that he couldn't waste his mind?

Returning it directly, even if it is really thrown into the garbage dump, is better than giving it to another person and letting him show off in front of me!

What's more, this person is still his friend.

Xie Qiao began to tremble all over, he couldn't tell whether he was angry or wronged.

"Give it to me." He took a few deep breaths and said through gritted teeth.

"Why? Don't!"

"Give it to me!" Xie Qiao repeated, suppressing his temper.

The circles of his eyes were red, maybe it was caused by anger or sadness, the words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, his eyes didn't look at anyone, he just stared at the bracelet, he looked very paranoid and frightening.

Cheng Yun was afraid that he would be like this, so he reluctantly touched the bracelet that he had worn for a few hours. It was a gift from someone else, with a guilty conscience, he took it off and gave it to Xie Qiao in a fit of anger.

"Even if you are my elder brother, you can't do this. Teacher Duan gave it to me. It's unreasonable for you to grab it if you say so!" Cheng Yun said angrily.

Xie Qiao held the things tightly in his hands, "Shut up!"

After finishing speaking, he walked out regardless of his own performance, but the voice of greeting halfway couldn't reach his ears, so he came to the exit and took a taxi straight to find Duan Yu.

The air conditioner was turned on in the taxi, and the cold wind blowing directly did not calm him down, it only made him tremble even more.

If Duan Yu doesn't want it... then don't!

"parking!"

The driver subconsciously followed suit, just passing the bridge, Xie Qiao got off the car and threw the thing he was holding into the river forcefully.

Xie Qiao stood by the bridge for 2 minutes, his mind was in a mess, full of incomprehensible "why", he returned to the car in a cold, and said indifferently: "Let's go."

The blazing street lights fell on his straight nose through the car window, forming a dark shadow.

The driver originally saw his familiar face and wanted to talk to him, but now he was so frightened by his terrifying expression that he didn't dare to speak out, and raised the speed of the car to the highest speed, wishing to send the passenger away immediately like a plague.

The journey to find Duan Yu was very long, it seemed that more than ten years had passed, and he had experienced a lifetime of sadness, but when Xie Qiao actually stood at the door of his room, he didn't know what to do.

He knocked on the door, smashed the door, kicked the door, no matter how he shouted outside the door, Duan Yu's attention might not be attracted.

Duan Yu may sit on the sofa and read scripts, listen to music, tune the TV channels casually, or go to the kitchen to cook some delicate dishes to treat herself.

During the process, he might think his voice was noisy and put on earplugs, and by the way, he asked the hotel security to come up and drag him away.

He didn't want to see him. There were many ways to push him away. There were also many ways to push him away. Like today's trick, it was enough to make him collapse, but he had no way to do it.

Xie Qiao stood at the door in a daze. After a long time, the security guard of the hotel noticed him in the surveillance, and made an internal call to ask Duan Yu.

Xie Qiao didn't know how long he had been pestering, as if someone heard his inner voice, the door in front of him suddenly opened slowly, and Duan Yu's figure came into view.

Smooth black hair, fair skin, eyes that are always inviting and talking, Duan Yu is clean, beautiful, and never embarrassed, warm and yellow light rushes from behind him.

Such a soft light stimulated the eyes, and thousands of words scrambled out silently in Xie Qiao's throat.

The five senses of a person are connected, and what cannot be seen with the naked eye can be heard with the ear.Words that cannot be spoken by the mouth will flow from the eyes.

If you can't hug, can you wipe away my tears?

The author has something to say:

At this moment, the rich women watching the surveillance in the security room:

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 7 bottles of Tangli Jianxue; 4 bottles of cresc; 1 bottle of Suifengyan;