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Xie Qi sat in the studio, with the tip of the pen resting on the paper, without moving for a long time.

Yu Yicheng's words from yesterday kept reverberating in his mind without stopping.

Who made him like this?

Of course he could easily recall that person's face, but at that time yesterday—when he really wanted to say something, he suddenly found that he couldn't recall the name of his first love in his previous life.

This unexpected fact stumped him for a few seconds.

At this moment of his silence, Yu Yicheng did not continue to ask.

He just squeezed Xie Qi's hand, and accompanied Xie Qi to eat, draw, and sleep.

Until the lights in the bedroom were turned off, Xie Qi didn't find a chance to talk about his past.

And now, the next morning, Xie Qi and Yu Yicheng came together, he was in the studio next to the office, and Yu Yicheng was downstairs.

They separated only a quarter of an hour ago, and Xie Qi still failed to answer her boyfriend's question.

He picked up his pen, but didn't move it.

Now he remembered the name of his real predecessor.

It was after he thought for a long time that these words floated up like ghosts, with a little hesitation.

Not at all like what he thought, this name will be forever, brightly, but mercilessly stuck in his heart.

In fact, as he thought of this person's name, that person's face seemed to melt a lot in his memory.

Count seven or eight years.

It's time to forget about someone.

Ding dong.

A special email notification sounded.

Xie Qi glanced over casually, and his eyes were fixed immediately.

The sender is the Art Exhibition Committee.

"You are cordially invited to participate in..."

He only read the beginning, then turned off the interface, and dialed Yu Yicheng's phone.

Before the phone turned on, he saw his blurred face on the screen—even though it was blurry, he could see the smile on his face.

Ding ding, no one answered.

So he opened the email and read it again.

Yes, it is indeed an invitation.

The picture of Yu Yicheng handing the invitation letter to his hand a few years ago suddenly floated up, showing every detail.

Even the breath when the man gently wrapped his arms around him and said he was very talented also rang in his ears.

He took a deep breath and didn't care about the phone anymore, he just put away the sketches in a hurry and walked downstairs.

But he stopped abruptly at the corner of the stairs.

The next floor is Lin Xuan's office floor. Now the logo of Lin's Group has been pasted up, and people are coming and going. It is no longer deserted as before.

It's just that although people come and go, the two sitting face to face in the center of this floor are still quite eye-catching.

Who else could it be if it wasn't Yu Yicheng and Lin Xuan.

He braced himself on the banister of the stairs, a little dizzy.

Probably the hard work of recalling just now had an effect, and the similar scene from the previous life almost rushed to my face at this moment.

At that time, his ex was much older than him, so he couldn't get involved in work matters, and his boyfriend's personal circle also logically excluded him.

Seeing your ex having a good time with other strangers is the norm.

At that time, he didn't think there was anything wrong, so when the opponent announced that he was out of the game impatiently, he was just confused.

After being at a loss, in retrospect, the feeling is particularly deep-rooted.

So much so that now, whenever Yu Yicheng and Lin Xuan get close recently—whether because of work or other things, and whether Yu Yicheng has told him or not—he will think of these bad things.

Then he lost his temper with Yu Yicheng.

It's not really fair.

It's just that he couldn't help it.

At this moment, Yu Yicheng seemed to have a heart-to-heart, his eyes crossed everything, and he looked at him in the corner.

Then he watched Yu Yicheng end the conversation with a few words, hurried towards him, and soon arrived in front of him.

"Qiqi, I just—"

"Work? Is there anything else you want to explain to Lin Xuan about the previous project?"

Instead of throwing Yu Yicheng away with a glance and trying to hold his hand like the previous few times, he bent his eyes slightly and smiled, making it hard to see the depth:

"I thought you were done talking."

"No," Yu Yicheng grasped even tighter, "Qiqi, just now I was talking about the arrangement I told you yesterday. He rarely comes over, but face-to-face talks will be faster. From now on—next week at the earliest, basically I will I won’t have a face-to-face opportunity with him—or he will make an appointment if he comes over, you can watch it in my work background..."

Yu Yicheng's work and personal devices have always been open to Xie Qi - I don't remember when, Xie Qi recorded his fingerprints in front of him, and Yu Yicheng didn't show any displeasure at all, it was a matter of course There was a tacit understanding between the two.

Xie Qi paused for a moment to think, before going to bed last night, Yu Yicheng did hold him in his arms and chattered about today's meeting for a while.

"But you didn't say that Lin Xuan would come over?"

Xie Qi got closer to him, and stared at him with wide eyes: "I've already said that I don't want to see him with you."

Yu Yicheng stopped talking, just bowed his head and kissed him while he was walking over, and promised that this was the last time he saw Lin Xuan this year.

He tightly clasped his boyfriend's waist: "How long has it been this year, and you lied to me again."

"When did I ever lie to you?" Yu Yicheng took him into his arms smoothly, "The family has already said that they will not attend unnecessary parties; work is just a matter of these few days."

"Then when will you finish it today?"

"It's almost five o'clock."

"What about lunch?"

"I can't eat with you."

"Is it so strict?"

"There are more things to do today."

"Stay with Lin Xuan all day?"

"Not a whole day, but half a day."

"Won't you have to work overtime again?"

"No. According to the previous speed, it can be finished in the afternoon."

"But you didn't say yesterday that you couldn't have lunch with me?"

"..."

Yu Yicheng was silent for a while, and Xie Qi suddenly remembered that there were not many times when Yu Yicheng could eat with him when he was working.

So he broke away from Yu Yicheng's hand sullenly: "Then I'll wait for you to go back together at night."

"Okay," Yu Yicheng put on his wrist persistently, "What happened to me just now?"

"Who is looking for you?" He pouted, "I'll come down and have a look."

After finishing speaking, he didn't give Yu Yicheng time, turned his head and went upstairs.

Until night fell, he didn't go to see Yu Yicheng again.

It was agreed to leave work at five o'clock, but it was already six o'clock when Yu Yicheng opened the car door.

"I'm sorry, Qiqi—it's a little late today."

Xie Qi sniffed a little hidden smell of cigarettes around his head.

"Okay, you're not a little late every time."

He interrupted Yu Yicheng and turned on the radio.

"Qiqi—"

"Don't call me," he frowned, "focus on driving your car."

The radio station was just playing a song, and the two of them didn't make any more noise.

——The main reason is that Xie Qi put on a posture of rejecting others, and refused to look at Yu Yicheng.

The surroundings fell silent, and some details that he had overlooked emerged.

During the day, from his angle, he could see the profiles of the two of them.

And Lin Xuan still has the eyebrows and eyes with attachment, which is almost exactly the same as other people he met in his previous life memory.

He didn't have a seizure at the time, but he could see clearly.

So even though he felt that the man around him was hesitant to speak, he still refused to give him a good face, let alone a good voice.

"How long are you going to work with him?"

"It will end next week at the latest."

Xie Qi frowned.

Yu Yicheng glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and immediately made amends:

"Or hurry up, tomorrow..."

"Forget it, anyway, I won't stay here these days."

"what?"

"I went home during the day and packed my luggage." Xie Qi said in a crisp voice, "After dinner, take me to the airport."

"Airport? Where are you going?" Yu Yicheng stepped on the brake.

Without saying a word, he gave Yu Yicheng a glance.

A little angry, but also a little proud.

"Is it an art exhibition?"

After a while, Yu Yicheng suddenly realized, "Why didn't you tell me first?"

"You're busy with meetings with your ex."

"...to leave in such a hurry? Wait a few days before leaving?"

"No." He leaned back, "I've already bought my ticket."

"You can change the ticket, wait for me to accompany you—"

"No, you can go with Lin Xuan."

"..."

There was a pause for a while, and when he entered the door, Yu Yicheng couldn't help but mutter again:

"Where's the hotel? Have you booked it? Why are you leaving in such a hurry——My family has relatives over there, at least let them take care of it—"

"I'm not a child."

"……When are you coming back?"

"I don't know, I want to play for a few more days."

He thought for a while, and added: "You don't need to bother your relatives, Rory said he can pick me up over there."

Before he could recover, he was suddenly pressed against the wall.

"Qiqi," Yu Yicheng kissed his forehead, "are you still angry with me?"

"No."

"Then shall we leave next week?"

"Do not."

"You and Rory..."

"what happened?"

The two didn't talk any more, they just kissed quietly.

It's just that after the kiss, Xie Qi was still unexpectedly tough and didn't let go.

And Yu Yicheng could never refuse Xie Qi's request, so he had to do what he wanted, and finally told him to pay attention to safety and wait for him to come to accompany him next week.

The next day, Xie Qi had already set foot on a foreign land, as quickly as a dream.

The biological clock was not adjusted, and he was very sleepy during the day, but he was full of energy at night.

At this time, he couldn't stop recalling the scene of yesterday.

In fact, he could clearly see that Yu Yicheng looked at Lin Xuan's expression the same as when he was working in his study, calm and calm, as if the person sitting opposite him was not someone he was familiar with, but a pile of financial reports.

And the reason why he is so familiar with this expression is because every time he sneaks into the study, Yu Yicheng always sits seriously facing the computer.

At that time, the expression on Yu Yicheng's face was exactly the same as when he saw Lin Xuan.

Then when he leaned closer, Yu Yicheng would immediately laugh, wrap his arms around him and kiss him back.

Unlike his predecessor, who smiled at others with a gentle smile - he only realized it after a long time in his previous life, that was not gentle, but ambiguous.

But no matter what Yu Yicheng's expression was, he booked the ticket after going upstairs.

It doesn't matter whether he is impulsive or willful.

Anyway, he insisted on catching Yu Yicheng by surprise once.

Sure enough, Yu Yicheng still followed him.

Even when sending him to the airport last night, Yu Yicheng didn't have time to change his coat, and his face was still tired.

At that time, he seemed to want to kiss himself, but he pushed it away with a sullen face.

He suddenly felt a little regretful.

You should at least hug him before you go.

It should be daylight on Yu Yicheng's side now.

He immediately opened the chat interface.

A new message just popped up.

Yu Yicheng: "Are you asleep?"

Xie Qi: [Voice] "Can't sleep—"

Yu Yicheng: "Still in the hotel?"

Xie Qi: "Yes."

Yu Yicheng: "Open the door."

Xie Qi: "?"

There was a sudden knock on the door.

He hesitated, and opened the door.

Outside the door was the person who was chatting with him through the screen just now.

"Didn't you say you will come next week?"

"Miss you."

"Then your job?"

"The part was transferred," Yu Yicheng hugged him tightly, "I don't have any cooperation projects with Lin's this year."

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