I'm not a canary of a boss【Entertainment】

The night is very dark, if you can count the watches if you have the conditions, I don't know how many watches have been knocked at this time.The door was gently opened, and a little warm light flowed out, flowing on the person who came.

The bright light of the lamp blocked by the cover is like a bright little orange, gentle and soft, with a sweet aroma that makes people want to take a bite.

Under the dim light, Qin Huai was leaning on a curtain of light, looking down at the script.His hands were very beautiful, long and well-proportioned, and he turned out pages of snow-white paper with a soft "rustle", and his shadow fell on the ground, stretched extremely long, like the moon falling into the water.

Duan Chen came in lightly, and when he saw this scene, he was stunned, and his suppressed brows raised indiscernibly: "Why haven't you slept yet? How can you feel better after tossing your body like this."

He stared at the beautiful eyebrows and soft profile of the face under the Qinhuai lamp, feeling a strong urge to go over immediately and wrap the other person in his arms.

"I slept enough a few days ago. The more you sleep, the sleepier you get, it's not good for your health." Qin Huai closed the script, looked back at Duan Chen, but still didn't say any comforting words first.After asking that the other party hadn't eaten yet, he got up and went to the kitchen.

Both Duan Chen and he like cleanliness, so there is no need for a 24-hour housekeeper or nanny to take care of the house.Now it was late at night, and the villa seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep, blending into the cold night.

The kitchen was quiet, except for the clear and pleasant sound of water flowing down the sink.

The fresh tomatoes are red in color, and against the backdrop of the slender and white knuckles, they form a very sharp color contrast.Qin Huai cut the tomatoes with a cross knife, crossed them in water, and neatly arranged them on the cutting board.The scallions are fragrant, and the golden eggs are spread out and fried as soon as they enter the oil pan. They are added to the thick tomato soup and stirred, then taken out while it is steaming, and poured on the top of the pan.

A simple bowl of noodles with tomatoes and eggs is ready.He put the bowl back on the table, and sat beside Duan Chen himself: "It's a bit late, let's make do with it?"

Qin Huai's hands were not warm all the year round, and he sat in front of the door and read the script for a long time. Even after he just came out of such a small kitchen full of human fireworks, his fingertips were still so cold that he curled up slightly.

Duan Chen got used to taking his hand naturally, covered it from the palm and the back, and then stroked the knuckles and fingertips until it was completely warmed up.He turned around and turned up the lights, but his expression was a little dazed: "Thank you."

The hands that were cold during the meditation gradually warmed up during the busy work, and now they are wrapped in the palm of the hand and held, the warmth seeps into the bottom of my heart little by little.Qin Huai raised his head, just in time to see a warm current rushing through the eyes of the other party, so he smiled and said, "Hurry up, it's going to be cold again later."

If a food can retain a certain memory, then this bowl of noodles with tomatoes and eggs should be sweet and sour.The sourness is sharp with bitterness, which penetrates into the bottom of my heart along with the experience in the afternoon, while the sweetness is like a thin stream of honey poured into the bottom of my heart, and then melts away silently, soft and not greasy, with a lifelong aftertaste.

Qin Huai picked up the scattered scripts and materials for reference, and returned them to their original positions on the bookshelf one by one.

After pushing the last page onto the shelf, he turned to look out the window.On weekdays, you can still see the shadows of the trees whirling, and there is no wind to move. At this moment, only the boundless night is left, melting in the rustling wind.

"What are you thinking about?"

Duan Chen's voice was a little deeper than before, and it sounded a little hoarse, but it also faintly suppressed a certain emotion, and the layers were much more complicated.

"Have you ever heard a saying?" Qin Huai turned slightly sideways, let out the night outside the window, and pointed out, "The darker the sky, the sooner it will be brighter."

Just like he once sank in the darkness, staggered forward alone in the mud without knowing the year, year, or time. He also experienced unbearable pressure many times, and even thought of giving up his life.

Unexpectedly, at dawn, the fog clears, and the sky can be seen.

"Duan Chen..." Qin Huai sat back again, hesitated for a moment, and said slowly, "You probably want to ask your parents a lot of questions. Why don't you ask them face to face? If you continue like this, you won't be the only one suffering. "

Duan Chen pursed his lips and looked at him with deep eyes.He stretched out his hand suddenly, and wrapped his arms around Qin Huai's waist very gently: "Sometimes I feel that they are strangers between me and they don't have much to say."

The time when Xu Wei was with the cat was much more relaxed and natural than when Duan Chen was with him.Duan Yuncheng has always been strict with him, no matter what achievements he has made, he seldom praises him. From this point of view, it is indeed less than the time spent chatting with strangers.

Qin Huai was stunned for a moment, always feeling that it sounded like an angry remark.He recalled a meeting with Duan Chen's parents, Liao Liao, and felt that it did not match the other party's description.

However, Duan Yuncheng had deep thoughts, and if he didn't want to say anything, he couldn't get half a clue anyway.

The only breakthrough may be on Xu Wei.

but……

"If you don't know how to speak, do you want me to ask?" Qin Huai pondered for a moment, the biggest reason for his hesitation was that he was worried about Xu Wei's mental state, and rashly bringing up the past, would it irritate the other party?

But he was more worried about Duan Chen.

If there is no other way, he is willing to try.

"Without you."

Qin Huai stared at him silently, as if asking why not.

"There is no reason to push things to you that I don't even want to face myself." A broken string in Duan Chen's heart continued, and he sighed, "If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't care about such things in your life. Yes."

"That's not necessarily true." Qin Huai smiled, and really thought about his usual habits, "I'm just afraid of trouble, but things about people around me can't be called trouble."

Duan Chen thought about it for a while, and then turned down with a serious expression: "The people around you say that there are too many, and they say that there are too many, I don't want to be classified in this category."

Unexpectedly, the other party would become jealous, Qin Huai was a little curious: "Then what are you?"

"I'm your pillow."

Qin Huai stared at Duan Chen for a while with a toothache-like expression, wishing he could find a pillow to bury himself in: "Can you take me with you tomorrow? I'll wait for you outside, by the way, let me The sick one basks in the sun."

"Basking in the sun?" Duan Chen pursed his lips, looked out the window, and asked suddenly, "Then do you like basking in the moon?"

Qin Huai didn't know, so: "Who would like to bask in the moon, do they want to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon?"

"It's okay to absorb the essence of the sun and the moon, but it will be troublesome if you absorb the essence of human beings." Duan Chen looked at him with a smile on his face, and warned him by the way, "If you don't bask in the moon, go back to sleep quickly. Otherwise, after a while, you will die." It’s really sunny.”