The perfect game for personalities

Two people were motionless, one was sitting in the main seat and the other was in the seat on the far side.

The frozen air seemed to have been sucked out of the oxygen it depended on for survival, gradually feeling suffocated.

Without the cover of other people, He Qian can look at Jiang Fei openly and aboveboard, his focused eyes are like an invisible hand caressing intimately, and then move closer to his own range inch by inch.

That gaze was even more intense than five years ago, with exactly the same enthusiasm as when Xiang Zimo looked over, but mixed with some dark paranoia.

Jiang Fei looked up at him and said.

"Mr. He, if you have anything to say, tell me as soon as possible. I'm in a hurry."

"Where are you going in a hurry?"

He Qian asked him slowly, as if he already knew his situation well, but he was still deliberately waiting for his answer to be as he wished.

Jiang Fei didn't shy away, and answered calmly.

"Someone is waiting for me at home for dinner."

Even for unknown reasons, He Qian, who had already disappeared, suddenly reappeared, which may even mean that Jiang Fei's previous judgment on the protagonist's personality was wrong.

But his current identity is Xiang Zimo's boyfriend, and the boundary with other people must be clear.

Hearing this, the expression on He Qian's face became much lighter, but surprisingly, he didn't become irritable because of it.

The reckless and youthful age has passed. At that time, he missed Jiang Fei impulsively. Now if he wants to get him back, he must take every step and not be impatient.

"We haven't seen each other for so long, don't you even give me this little time?"

The gentle words failed to reduce Jiang Fei's vigilance, he was silent for a moment before speaking.

"I don't think we have anything to talk about, Mr. He."

He spoke to Mr. He one by one, making it clear that he was erasing all the past, completely treating He Qian as a stranger and an alienated boss.

He didn't want to admit it in high school, even when he was a child in an orphanage.

He Qian's pupils shrank suddenly.

After staring at Jiang Fei for a few seconds, he suddenly stood up, walked around the conference table unhurriedly, and walked towards him.

As he walked, he took off the dark blue ring around his knuckles, and somehow it was disassembled, and then he threw it to Jiang Fei's hand.

The footsteps stopped, and a cold mocking voice rang in Jiang Fei's ears.

"It seems that I'm the only one who can't forget the old love."

Jiang Fei looked down at the things at hand and suddenly remembered.

He remembered that He Qian once wanted to wear a couple watch with him, and put away his dark blue watch in order to coax him to wear it.

And the thing that He Qian has been wearing on his knuckles is transformed from that dark blue watch strap. It is plated with something, and the cheap blue is still shining brightly.

Five years have passed, and He Qian is still thinking about him.

Jiang Fei withdrew her gaze, her porcelain-white cheeks were as light as the words she spoke, pushing He Qian away.

"No old love."

How could it be considered an old love, it was just He Qian's wishful thinking.

He Qian also understood what he meant, and in an instant, even his deep gaze became sharp.

He leaned over slightly, propped one hand on the back of Jiang Fei's chair, and the other hand deliberately fell to his side, firmly sticking to the back of the white hand.

The warm body temperature rushes into the blood through the thin skin, as if this can make Jiang Fei feel the restlessness that has been hidden deep in his heart for years and has nowhere to vent.

The voice was played very softly, soft and lingering, like the love words of a sympathizer.

"Xiaofei, come back to me, what good is being with Xiang Zimo?"

"He's a star, he's too busy with work to spend time with you, and he has to put his fans ahead of you, and he's so old."

At such a short distance, Jiang Fei remained motionless.

And it was this indifferent appearance that made He Qian want to get close to him more and more, until he touched his warm skin, he really reacted and held it in his palm without letting go.

As the temptation approached, his breath hung by Jiang Fei's ear, as if he wanted to kiss him.

"Xiao Fei, since we first met when we were young, we are doomed to have no one in this world who is closer than us."

"The person who likes you the most is me."

In fact, He Qian knew about Jiang Fei and Xiang Zimo two years ago. At that time, Xiang Zimo was on fire, and Jiang Fei, who was in school, also rushed to the hot searches in the photos secretly taken by paparazzi from time to time. Their relationship It is known all over the world.

He Qian's heart bleeds with jealousy, wishing he could go back immediately and snatch his beloved back from Xiang Zimo's side.

But his adoptive parents found out that he secretly bought the villa Guan Jiangfei, and it was because of this that he was forcibly taken abroad. The adoptive parents treated him very well, but they didn't allow him to go any wrong way.

At that time, He Qian didn't have enough strength to make a decision, so he could only desperately study according to the path paved by his adoptive parents, waiting for the day when his wings became full and he could no longer be controlled by anyone.

And whenever he was exhausted or stressed enough to toss and turn in the middle of the night, he would secretly look at Jiang Fei's picture.

Because they are not inferior to the beauty of the stars in the entertainment industry, fans even set up Weibo and Chaochao for Jiang Fei, sharing the latest photos they managed to secretly capture.

He Qian watched intently, as if in this way he could participate and accompany him when he grew from a young boy to a young man.

Obviously they should go to college together, they should study and do their homework together, participate in club activities together, hang out together, or chat comfortably in an empty home like before, and then sleep on the same bed.

But Jiang Fei became Xiang Zimo's boyfriend.

The sweet and jealous feelings were entangled in his heart, and the backlog became a lingering haze. He Qian spent three years of rainy days like this.

The sincerity revealed made Jiang Fei's eyelashes tremble, he seemed to be moved, his lips pursed, and then he slowly raised his eyes.

His pupils are very dark, and the posture of looking up makes his pupils black and white distinct, with a bit of clean childishness, but his expression is cold, and his tone is unmoved, reminding him in a low voice.

"He Qian, I'm dating Xiang Zimo."

Hearing that he finally called his name, He Qian's eyes lit up, and his expression suddenly became clear.

He unconsciously bent over and squatted in front of Jiang Fei, as if he was proposing or begging.

Then, he held Jiang Fei's hand in his own, and stared at it intensely.

"Xiao Fei, break up with Xiang Zimo and come back to me."

Such a humble move made Jiang Fei frowned. He shook his head unbearably, trying to withdraw his hand, but He Qian held them tightly, as if trying to melt them together.

"Xiao Fei, Xiang Zimo is a star, do you know what that means?"

"As long as I want, I can force him to give up on you in any way. In front of future and lover, are you sure he will choose you?"

Before returning to China, He Qian had already found out about Xiang Zimo's background. A person who had failed in chasing dreams and now finally enjoys the fame he dreamed of, of course he would be desperate for it, even abandoning his young lover .

This is the inferiority of human beings, and He Qian has no doubts about it.

The soft and hard words also pierced into Jiang Fei's heart, his movements stopped, seeing that He Qian didn't speak, he seemed to be hesitating too.

He only has one chance to identify the master's personality, if he makes a mistake, the rest of the spiritual world will be unable to continue.

He is only in his early twenties in this world. Although he is already with Xiang Zimo, is Xiang Zimo really the protagonist?

Could He Qian who came back suddenly be the protagonist?

This is something he hasn't thought about yet.

The momentary wavering was caught by He Qian, thinking that he was really convinced by his words, he was overjoyed, and his voice became softer.

"Xiao Fei, I can give you anything, I really love you."

The tightening force brought Jiang Fei Piaoyuan's mind back, and he realized that he forgot to withdraw his hand.

He shook his head again, frowning.

"He Qian, don't waste your time, I won't promise you, let me go."

Seeing that he refused again, He Qian couldn't help becoming angry from embarrassment, and there were red marks on his wrists. He refused to let go, and the soft warning sound completely cooled down.

"It's not five years ago now. When I buy a villa, I won't show any flaws, and no one will find out."

The implied meaning of this sentence made Jiang Fei show a look of astonishment.

"you--"

The door of the conference room was pushed open, and Xiang Zimo stood at the door with a face as dark as water, followed by the worried Brother Zhang.

It's just that the tall and thin Xiang Zimo blocked his sight, so Zhang Ge didn't see He Qian and Jiang Fei's ambiguous and weird postures, and quickly slipped away after bringing Xiang Zimo, the savior, with him.

Seeing He Qian who was kneeling in front of Jiang Fei and holding his hand, Xiang Zimo said expressionlessly.

"Xiao Fei, I'm here to pick you up."

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