In love with Chief AA [Interstellar]

The night of Huixing came late, and it was dinner time at this time, and it was dark outside.Tang Naxiu was quite leisurely and elegant, and erected a slender and straight lamp outside the balcony on the second floor. The light was bright and white, and sprinkled tenderly on Qin Tu's hands, making his knuckles whiter.

Without the black ring, his hands seemed whiter than ever.

Chu Yao only looked at it for a while and then looked away. He obviously didn't think there was anything when the man was wearing the ring before, but now that he took it off, he felt that the knuckles without anything were an eyesore, and he felt uncomfortable.

"Who did you see today?" Chu Yao slowly retracted his hand on the railing, and asked without emotion.

"William and Mu Qing." Qin Tu said, and asked again: "What's wrong?"

Only William and Mu Qing?

Chu Yao paused for two seconds, then pursed his lips and asked, "What did they... tell you?"

"It's nothing, let's catch up on the old days."

"..."

Chu Yao turned his face sideways, half of his face was in the backlight.The pain that had just subsided in his head returned, he straightened his lips, and the shadow hit the side of his face, outlining smooth lines.

But he didn't look very interested.

Every word Qin Tu said was avoiding the most important and taking the light of the light, and every word he said lightly blocked his question, saying it as if he hadn't said it.

This made Chu Yao feel an unprecedented sense of frustration and aggrieved.

He gritted his teeth, turned his head, and said in a cold voice, "What did you guys say? Or, who did you meet today?"

Qin Tu looked at him, the light passing through his eyelashes from the side.For a moment, Chu Yao felt that there seemed to be mixed emotions in his eyes, but when he looked carefully, there was nothing.

As if giving up something, nothing is too important anymore.

This cognition made Chu Yao's heart feel a little painful as if he was stabbed by something suddenly.

"does it matter?"

Chu Yao didn't understand, and frowned: "Huh?"

Qin Tu's voice was low: "Is it related to you?"

"..."

The atmosphere at this moment became particularly dignified the moment Qin Tu said the words.

Something is about to explode.

But it doesn't.

After several minutes, when both of them looked at each other without saying a word, Chu Yao took a step back.

He didn't answer Qin Tu's question "Does it have something to do with you?" Instead, he turned around and went downstairs, saying "Go downstairs and eat first."

Qin Tu stared at Chu Yao's back without blinking his eyes.

When Chu Yao came out of the balcony, turned the corner, and his figure was no longer there, he lowered his eyes.The light shone through his eyes on his thin lips, which were more white.

He looks tired.

"Uh... where's Qin Tu? Doesn't he eat it?"

Donoghue sat on the wooden chair, his hands clenched into fists and placed on his legs.He looked across at Chu Yao who had been sitting quietly since just now, silently waiting for Qin Tu.

In the end, after waiting for a long time, it was a lonely wait, and Qin Tu never came downstairs.

Donoghue was at the low-pressure dining table, and felt that his heart was beating half a beat faster than usual, so he asked helplessly.

Chu Yao looked up at him: "It will come down."

"Oh...Okay, let's wait then." Donohue scratched his temple.

This dinner was carefully prepared by him, and he ordered a professional chef to finish it all afternoon, just to make the two of them eat and drink well.

Now what to do.

What happened?

It seemed that if Qin Tu didn't come down to eat, Chu Yao wouldn't move his chopsticks either.

But Chu Yao said that Qin Tu would definitely come down, which made Tang Naxiu wonder why he was so sure?

Just as he was wondering, the sound of light but steady footsteps came from the corridor not far away.

Tang Naxiu raised his head to look around, while Chu Yao turned his back to the corridor entrance and did not look back.

"Hey - you're finally here! Sit down!" Donahue stood up, his eyes lit up properly, and he made an invitation with both hands.

Qin Tu didn't respond to him.

As Tang Naxiu guessed, Qin Tu's mood was really bad.

The footsteps stopped beside Chu Yao, and Qin Tu sat down opposite Tang Naxiu, next to Chu Yao.

Chu Yao moved his chopsticks expressionlessly, which meant that this special dinner had begun.Tang Naxiu also moved his chopsticks, and finally it was Qin Tu.

Because the atmosphere at the dinner table was too heavy, this was almost the most frightening meal that Donoghue ate.He always felt that the two people on the opposite side should have a fight, a fight was right, but they didn't fight, and they were silent, which made the atmosphere even more weird.

Tang Naxiu wanted to cry, but swallowed his food and began to find a topic.

"Well, Chu Yao, is what you have to do today going well?"

——Forgive him, he really didn't dare to ask Qin Tu a question.

Chu Yao paused with the hand holding the chopsticks, then nodded, and continued to eat his meal with his head down.

Donahue: "..."

He didn't give up, and tried to liven up the atmosphere again: "Then the person you went to see is also a doctor like me? I see that there are marks of surgery on the back of your head."

Hearing this, Qin Tu paused, and looked sideways at the back of Chu Yao's head, but suddenly met Chu Yao's gaze that turned his head over.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he turned his head back.

Chu Yao put down the chopsticks, he didn't seem to be ready to eat any more.He looked at Donahue, and was about to answer the question.

Qin Tu's cold voice came—"Is there anything we can't talk about until we finish eating?"

He was referring to Donahue.

Donoghue was taken aback, and then he realized that Chu Yao ended the dinner early in order to answer his question - this young man didn't like to talk at the dinner table.

This was originally a basic etiquette, but Tang Naxiu was used to it, so he didn't pay much attention to it. He usually ate with the nurses and said whatever came to his mind. What, after all, they all take his salary and dare not say anything.

It's a little embarrassing now.

"Oh, that, I'm sorry Chu Yao, I was wrong. How about you eat more?"

Chu Yao shook his head politely, stood up, and said, "No, I'm full, take your time."

Donahue twitched the corners of his lips helplessly, quietly watching Qin Tu's reaction.

Qin Tu was silent for two seconds, as if struggling with something, he finally raised his eyes: "Sit down and eat."

Which Alpha will be full after eating such a small amount.

Chu Yao had already gone a few steps, but he stopped when he heard the words.

Tang Naxiu opened his eyes slightly, thinking that Chu Yao was really going to come back to continue eating, but he just tilted his head slightly, and his voice was as cold as others: "Does it have anything to do with you if I eat or not?"

Qin Tu lowered his head and did not speak.

Donahue: "???"

What's wrong, what's wrong?

Was the relationship between the two originally so tense?

When Chu Yao went upstairs, Qin Tu also put down his chopsticks.

Donahue: "You don't want to eat either?"

Qin Tu gave him a cool look: "Can't you see?"

Donahue: "..."

He's open-mouthed, so he shouldn't have asked!

"You two...what's the matter today?" Donahue asked.

"It has something to do with you?" Although Qin Tu's tone was cold, it was full of gunpowder.

Donahue: "..." It's okay, it's okay, he doesn't have the guts to have anything to do with your uncle.

Moreover, he now has a fear of the word "relationship".

Then, Qin Tu also went upstairs, leaving Tang Naxiu alone to eat the cold dinner which was already half cold.

Chu Yao entered the bedroom arranged by Don Naxiu, which was on the third floor of the clinic.

He stood by the window, looking out through the shutters, but his eyes were empty.

He shouldn't have said that sentence just now.

——"Is it related to you?"

This is what Qin Tu told him, he shouldn't return it as it is, this won't solve the problem.

He didn't control his emotions well.

The situation just now was like a flood firmly blocked by a high wall, the waves were turbulent, and there was no way to hit the wall.Finally found a pouring outlet and couldn't wait to vent.When he came back to his senses, he had already said the same thing as Qin Tu - because of the fire that was suppressed in his heart.It was also at that moment that he suddenly realized that what Qin Tu said to him made him very upset, very upset.

But in fact, he didn't feel at ease because of saying this, on the contrary, he was even more blocked.

There would be a better solution, wouldn't it?

He stood in front of the window and thought for a while, then pressed the back of his neck, turned around, and went to Qin Tu's room.

"Knock Knock-"

Qin Tu just sat down on the sofa, clasped his hands and supported his forehead, when he heard the knock on the door, he didn't lift his head, and only said "Come in" in a low voice.

Chu Yao pushed open the door and walked in.

Qin Tu also noticed who was coming, and slowly lowered his arms and raised his head.

"Why are you here?" He looked at Chu Yao.

Chu Yao stood in front of him, pursed his lips, and said softly after a while: "I'm sorry."

"..."

"What did you say?" Qin Tu looked up at him.

"I'm sorry for what I just said to you." Chu Yao repeated.

"You mean..." Qin Tu tilted his head, "Whether you're full or not has something to do with me?"

"..." Chu Yao narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "You know that's not what I mean."

Qin Tu looked up at him, perhaps feeling that this posture was too tiring on his neck, so he also stood up and looked at Chu Yao at the same level.

"It's okay, Major, I didn't take it to heart." Qin Tu smiled, his eyes raised slightly, "Sit down?"

"But I took it to heart."

"what?"

"What you said to me."

"..." Qin Tu lowered his eyes and didn't speak again.

Chu Yao approached step by step, his eyes locked on Qin Tu tightly, not letting go of any expression on his face.

"Where's your ring?" Chu Yao grabbed Qin Tu's wrist, and his fingers slowly moved down along the wrist, rubbing lightly at his knuckles.

Qin Tu's eyelashes trembled, and he inexplicably felt the feeling of "ten fingers connected to the heart" - the tip of the heart was more itchy than the fingers.

He gently withdrew his hand and said, "It's taken off."

Chu Yao: "Because it's in the way?"

Qin Tu: "No."

Chu Yao: "Don't like it?"

Qin Tu didn't speak.

Chu Yao's voice became colder: "If you don't like it, throw it away."

"..."

"...No, Major." Qin Tu smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes, "Don't you also like it? Why do you care about this?"

"Which of your eyes can see that I don't like it?"

"..."

The two were too close.

half an hour.

Qin Tu raised his hand and pushed Chu Yao's chest. Through a thin layer of coat, he could feel the outline of slightly hard muscle lines.

"You're a little angry, Major."

Then he withdrew his hand again and moved his fingertips.

"Who provoked that?" Chu Yao asked blankly.

Qin Tu rubbed his eyebrows, he looked very tired.After rubbing it twice, he said slowly: "Is that what you came here to talk about? You should go back to sleep first, I'm sleepy too."

"..." Chu Yao gritted his teeth, feeling more aggrieved after coming here than before.

What can be solved in this way.

He reached out to grab Qin Tu's wrist, but Qin Tu dodged the moment he was about to touch it.

Chu Yao: "?"

The room became very quiet.

Chu Yao was silent for two seconds, he thought for a while, and finally chose to reach out his hand again, but Qin Tu took another step back.

"..."

Hold.

Talk about a fart.

Chu Yao's temples throbbed violently, and he felt so choked up that he had nowhere to vent his breath.

He looked at Qin Tu coldly: "What are you hiding?"

"I don't like this very much." Qin Tu's expression was not particularly good, and his brows contained fatigue and anger, "You have nothing to say, so go back first, I really want to sleep, I will talk about it tomorrow if I have anything to say."

Delay it for another day, and come to solve it tomorrow, whether it is what Chu Weiyuan said or some things that he himself has to figure out over the years.Put everything off tomorrow, and leave him another day, the last day.

He doesn't want to do anything today, he's so tired, so tired.

I don't want to say a word, I don't want to show a single expression.

Chu Yao's hand hangs down by his side, and he clenches it tightly.

He looked at Qin Tu quietly, for a long while, without saying another word, turned around and left Qin Tu's room.

Back in his room, Chu Yao closed his eyes and pressed his temples.

I don't know if it's because I just had an operation or because I'm popular, but my head hurts so badly.

He leaned against the door for a while with his eyes closed.

When he opened his eyes again, his expression became cold and calm.He raised his hand to take off the smart device on his wrist, slid it up and down, and found Chu Weiyuan's ID number.

Sent two messages.

—Chu: Old Chu, where are you today?

—Chu: Have you seen Qin Tu?

The author has something to say: stop arguing, it won’t solve the problem, just fight♂fight()

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