keep running, i won't break your legs

He picked him up and put him on the bed, and warned his face, "Don't move around."

Chen Ming laughed, unable to stop the heart that was born for him: "I don't move, you move."

The phone rang untimely, and he pursed his lips, pretending not to understand, never admitting that he wanted to kiss just now.

"Hey."

Qin Siyuan went to the bathroom to answer the phone. Chen Ming lay on his back, and after a while he raised his hand to cover his eyes, comforting himself that he must be too tired recently and had hallucinations.

How could he want to commit suicide?

After another ten minutes, Qin Siyuan finally ended his boring conversation with Fan Long.

Fan Cage spends all day in the laboratory, and has always hated places full of people. He often berates those people for wasting their lives and doing unnecessary things.

But after all, there are exceptions to everything, such as his only granddaughter, because of her he has to become one of the people he hates.

So Fan Long came to disgust him after experiencing his granddaughter's soft and hard work, and used all kinds of tricks to get him to agree to attend his granddaughter's birthday party tomorrow.

"Don't do to others what you don't want to be done to yourself" is completely playing the piano to the cow here.

There was no other way. In the future, he would have to rely on him to treat Chen Ming's depression. Qin Siyuan had no choice but to agree. Isn't it just a birthday party?

54. Beautiful morning

The next morning, Chen Ming was woken up by the twilight of the morning sun and the sound of birdsong outside the building. Originally, waking up early would make him feel resentful, but now he just felt it was worth it.

The day's plan lies in the morning, and today's morning light is extraordinarily gentle.

He turned his head, even if he only made a little noise, the person lying on the table still woke up, looked sideways, and his eyes were dim.

"Why do you sleep there?"

Chen Ming sat up, patted the empty seat beside her, and said, "Come, sleep here."

Qin Siyuan straightened up, stared at him for a while, thinking about what he was going to tell him yesterday?

"Come here," while he was thinking, Chen Ming patted the bed again, "Can I still eat you?"

In fact, Qin Siyuan is the most coaxing person he has ever met, and it can be said that he hardly needs to be coaxed. After he digests it by himself for a while, his anger will disappear.

But this is only for Chen Ming, and Qin Siyuan has a good temper only when he is with him.

For example, now, he has almost forgotten what happened yesterday afternoon, but it was Chen Ming who made him unhappy again.

As he wished, Qin Siyuan walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, sitting upright.

Chen Ming rested her elbows on her thighs, rested her face on her palms, and looked up at his profile slightly.

Suddenly, he sighed: "It's so beautiful!"

"What's so good about it?"

Chen Ming smiled: "You look good."

Qin Siyuan's ears turned red, and he pretended not to hear it. It's human nature to blush when his sweetheart praises him for being good-looking, right?

"Ding Dong"

A bell rang outside the door, accompanied by a little brother's clear voice: "Today's milk is here!"

Beijing University's employee benefits are very good. The free milk in the morning is still warmed up, and it's just right for your mouth. Chen Ming smashed it and gave him a full drink.

"Hey, it's quite delicious. I'll ask Mrs. Zhang to bring two boxes home later."

Chen Mingfu picked up the milk box and looked at it, but found that there was no label, so he turned his eyes and asked naturally, "What brand is this?"

Qin Siyuan thought about it, but couldn't remember it.

"do not know."

"Oh." Chen Ming spread his hands, expressing that he didn't really want to know.

Qin Siyuan didn't respond, just stared at the edge of the table in a daze, tapping the table with his fingers rhythmically.

He doesn't like nails that are too long or too short, like this one that can just poke the table without touching the nail flesh, it's just right, and it can make a calming sound.

After listening for a while, the sun became brighter again, so Chen Ming stood up and straightened his slightly wrinkled suit.

If he is at home or in the company, he has the condition to change into a formal suit one day, and he does do that, but not today. In order to coax his wife, he has no choice but to abandon his little habit.

To be honest, Qin Siyuan actually didn't like that he dressed so seriously all day. In his opinion, casual clothes were the most suitable for him.

Chen Ming didn't know why he was looking at him suddenly, but no matter what the reason was, he still wanted Qin Siyuan's gaze to stay on him for a while longer.

After watching for a long time, Qin Siyuan couldn't help yawning. He didn't sleep much last night, but he woke up so early today.

His hands were neatly placed on the table, like a child dozing off in class, looking at Chen Ming with misty eyes due to the moisture.

Chen Ming stretched out his hand to press his head, and rubbed it twice violently without warning, making his chicken nest head mess up again.

Qin Siyuan's hand blankly touched the top of his head, subconsciously wanting to smooth his hair.

As a result, Chen Ming was already prepared and locked his hand with his backhand, adding a little more weight to his head.

"Chen Ming, let go."

Qin Siyuan didn't struggle either, and looked up at him, with no emotion in his eyes, not sober.

"Okay, okay," Chen Ming let go of his restless paws, secretly recalling the feeling of the hand just now, and the smile deepened on his face, "I will definitely listen to you."

He doesn't believe anyone who says this, let alone Chen Ming, who can say things in a crazy way with a broken mouth. He is born with arrogance, and it is impossible for him to really succumb to anyone.

But it seems that it can't be too absolute. After all, wasn't he the one who ran to him on his own initiative the previous time?

Thinking back to the "fierce" "bed fight" in the office a few months ago, Qin Siyuan became a little excited, and looked at Chen Ming with aggressive eyes.

Chen Ming's heart trembled, and the corners of his eyes moved, which was a sign of nervousness and fear.

Fortunately, Qin Siyuan didn't look at it for a long time, and soon withdrew his gaze and fell to the edge of the table again.

The clock in the dormitory chimed lightly, which meant it was eight o'clock.

There was a din of people outside, Beijing University was particularly energetic in the morning after a night of sound sleep.

Chen Ming moved to the window and took a few breaths of fresh air. Suddenly there was a sense of oppression behind him. Knowing that it was Qin Siyuan, he didn't look back.

Today's weather is fine, and even his mood has improved a lot. For the time being, he doesn't have such dangerous thoughts as yesterday.

"Go," Qin Siyuan pulled his wrist, not wanting him to stay by the window, "eat."

Chen Ming turned around, smiled, and said, "Baby is so sweet, how do you know I'm hungry?"

After laughing this way, Qin Siyuan looked at him with complicated eyes, and he curled his lips again, saying: "I shut up."

But that look wasn't what shut him up.

Chen Ming knew that he had a stomach problem, and it was taboo not to eat in the morning, but he didn't reveal his concern just now, unlike him, he still remembered to cook dinner for himself early yesterday afternoon.

Severe depression would be accompanied by memory loss, which he knew, but he didn't expect that it had already developed to this point.

He lowered his eyes, his heart was stuffy, he couldn't tell what it was like, he just felt that he was in a panic.

The mood of the person beside him suddenly fell, and Chen Ming couldn't figure it out. He pulled the hand on his wrist down a little, and then clenched it tightly.

Qin Siyuan was slightly startled, and then pulled him away without looking at him.

The Jingda canteen is very grand, and snacks and delicacies from all over the world gather here. Some companies even deliberately set the dining venue at Jingda, which is enough to show the strength of the Jingda canteen.

Qin Siyuan doesn't like to pick and choose food, and his purpose is to eat whatever he sees.

But Chen Ming is different. He has lived a delicate life in the past few years, and it has become a habit to choose carefully.

Half an hour later, Chen Ming was still picking and choosing from the cafeteria where he was being sent to. Qin Siyuan couldn't stand it anymore, so he randomly picked Jiayi Baozi shop and entered.

The store door is wide open, and the tangy aroma of steamed stuffed buns and porridge is offered to the guests inside and outside the door.

The store adopts the style of a Tang Dynasty inn, and even the waiters are dressed as juniors.

"Well, it's delicious," Chen Ming sniffed, "It would be great if I could keep eating it."

There was something in his words, Qin Siyuan heard it, and asked lightly: "Buy it?"

Of course, it is not simply to buy a few buns, but to buy this store.

The bossy breath in those words overflowed, and Chen Ming couldn't help but want to applaud him.

But, does Qin Siyuan have that much money?

He vaguely remembered that this bun shop was quite famous, with chain stores all over the country.

"Buy, I want three delicacies package."

Chen Ming sat down first, and looked at him with his chin propped up, with a smile in his eyes.

Qin Siyuan tilted his head, wondering if he didn't understand what he meant?

He has always been a person who does not express his doubts, and he will give Chen Ming whatever he wants.

"Two drawers of three fresh buns, two cups of chicken porridge."

"Okay, wait a moment."

55. The wind and rain are coming

During the break between the two of them eating, Chen Ming received a call.

Seeing the caller's name displayed, Chen Ming's aura instantly became deep.

He glanced at Qin Siyuan, seeing that he was indifferent, he lowered his eyes and answered the phone.

"Hey."

"Chen Ming."

The person who made the call was Chen Fenglin, speaking in an unfathomable tone, this is the temper of a veteran in the mall, as soon as he has an idea, it seems that everything is under control.

Chen Ming took a deep breath: "What's the matter?"

Chen Fenglin said: "Bad thing."

As for the bad thing, he didn't say anything, he took a puff of cigarette first, and waited for Chen Ming to realize it by himself.

And Chen Ming is obviously not a person who saves face.

The two stalemate for a while, Qin Siyuan stuffed a steamed stuffed bun into his mouth.

He was more calm than anyone else, but Chen Ming didn't have the time to play this kind of game with him, so he just hung up the phone and concentrated on flirting with Qin Siyuan.

But he also knew that Chen Fenglin had no choice but to guard against him, and the precautions he should have hadn't diminished at all.

After breakfast, Chen Ming proposed to take a walk around the University of Beijing. Qin Siyuan thought that he had nothing to do in the morning, so he granted his wish.

The scenery of Beijing University is undoubtedly very good. He only glanced at a corner last time, but he was still shocked by it.