Cat Demon and Hypnotized Urban

"Good morning, boss."

"Good morning."

"You still didn't call back last night." Chu Yao calmly brought up this embarrassing topic again, "I want to know what that means."

Halfway through the rolling door, Han Que turned around and looked at him, as if he had nothing to say.

"How can you forgive me?" Chu Yao approached a little closer, her voice trembling, "Or...or are you planning to stop here?"

Han Qui smiled very calmly: "Then you think I'm being unreasonable?"

"Otherwise? What kind of relationship do you think we had when you left?"

"If you feel like you've done nothing wrong, or that it's just me being unreasonable, I think you can go now."

Han Que's words were very calm, but there was a deterrent effect of killing without blood.

Right.Chu Yao remembered that this person would not quarrel, and the role of hysteria would always be left to others.

"...Do you regret it?" Chu Yao raised his face and tried his best to restrain his emotions, as if this would make him look more evenly matched, "Do you think it's not worth it? You could have never taken that step for the rest of your life..."

"No. You don't have to think so far." Han Que finally lost the warmth in his eyes, "Well, let's separate for a while and don't meet each other. If we get too close and too fast, many things will not be clear What do you say?"

Why does that sound like an excuse.Things weren't as serious as I thought.

Maybe just for myself.After all, all the contradictions in the world are due to the inability of the two parties to have a common attitude towards one thing.

"So that's what you do. You come out, you're having fun, and then something doesn't go your way, and you walk away and escape back to your own little world. Right?"

Han Que stopped speaking, and silently pushed the rolling door to the top, and heard him leave a last sentence:

"You are really good at protecting yourself, Han Que."

When he turned his head, Chu Yao's back was already far away.

It was like a game of chess, I was willing to retreat to ease the situation to avoid the battlefield being too tragic, but the other party didn't appreciate it.

So this is how young people express themselves today?Well, I am really old.Thinking about it, Han Que walked up to the pile of wooden table and chair parts with a hammer and a screwdriver.The task looks daunting.

There are probably some things that are destined to never be learned in a lifetime.For example, go all out.

He also couldn't understand why those who were trapped and hurt by love would make him suffer so much.Some people say he is cold-blooded, or too rational.But he would rather admit that he does not have that kind of talent for loving.

You are so good at protecting yourself.He thought, maybe what Chu Yao really wanted to say was: "You are so selfish."

Well, he was right.

When passing by the subway entrance, Chu Yao collided with Ban Su and Elder Tu who had just come out.

In the cold weather, Elder Tu still showed half of his thighs in shorts and boots, which made people shudder.

However, the person concerned put on Ban Su's arm with a charming face: "It looks like you've touched your nose again."

"Some people like to pursue people who don't like them, right?" Ban Su also added a knife, and deliberately nailed the word "person".

Chu Yao had no intention of bickering, and walked forward, and didn't mind walking side by side with them: "There is a meeting in the department. I have to go to the library for self-study in the afternoon."

Madara glanced at him without changing expression: "Today is Sunday."

Has even the skill of telling nonsense disappeared along with the spell?Chu Yao thought desperately.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems to make sense.In the past, it was always easy to make people believe lies.I don't know if it is easier to be convincing because it is fake.

……

Chu Yao stopped: "Okay. Do you have any suggestions?"

"Again?" Ban Su and Elder Tu exchanged glances, "Is there someone who came in front of us?"

"Yan Yang. He came back last night."

Seeing that there were still two panda eyes hanging on her pale face, Ban Su seemed to lose the joy of conveying the secret: "...It seems that you already know?"

"It seems that I was the last one to know." Chu Yao grinned uglyly, and then walked towards the school gate.

Elder Tu followed up in small steps: "Well... two years can be a long time."

"I haven't decided yet, okay?" Chu Yao looked at the two tall and short people incredulously, "We... can we not discuss this issue here?"

I don't know if his volume was a little higher, which attracted the owner of the newsstand who was about to leave the booth to look at the strange formation of two men and one woman.

Elder Tu patted him on the shoulder: "See you at Si Chongshan tonight."

Madara nodded, patted him and walked over: "Don't work so hard on Sunday."

go home.Locked.turn on the light.take the phone.

Video call connection.

Han Yiqing's adorable childlike face was gone, and Jian Ni, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, was replaced.

"Hi."

"Hi."

After saying hello politely, Han Que suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Xiaoqing and her little friend are a little...unhappy, and they are awkward there." Jian Ni was a little embarrassed, "Do you want me to call her?"

"No need." Han Que smiled, "She will lose her temper too."

"She's still a child, she'll be fine in a while."

Seeing Jian Ni, she didn't seem to want to hang up, so Han Qun had to do the most ordinary greetings: "...you look good."

Wisely left the second half of the sentence "The face is much rounder" without saying it, but unexpectedly the other party brought it up first: "Is it fat?"

"very nice."

"Thanks." Jian Ni didn't mind at all, instead she smiled even more, "I'm pregnant."

Yes, this is probably the only reason why a woman won't irritate her if she is fat.

But... too fast.

"This... uh--congratulations!"

Seeing Han Qin's complicated expression, which seemed to be mixed with five flavors, Jian Ni laughed happily: "Your face is not congratulatory at all."

"Okay. I'm... a little surprised." Han Que thought about it for a while, and it really didn't make sense for him to prepare himself for this kind of mental preparation. After all...the baby wasn't his own.

"Actually, I am too." Jian Ni's calm appearance made it impossible to connect the woman who lost her temper in the past with the mature and stable young woman now. "But it is more of a surprise. Suddenly, it seems to understand A lot of things. It feels like life should be like this.”

Han Qun praised: "It sounds like you are going to become a life mentor."

"Don't say that, I really feel that way. Sometimes you should close your eyes and rush forward, and you can always find something different. Don't be entangled in right or wrong, and don't be afraid of things. Because what should come will always come I can't hide from you." Jian Ni quickly realized Han Quin's frozen expression, and then she paused her long speech, "But I also reflected on my past mistakes, and I did a lot...to hurt you."

"It's all over." Han Que didn't want to hear her apology at all, "I'm glad you're still willing to tell me this."

"I used to treat you as an elder." Jian Ni smiled mischievously, "I would like to tell you a lot, and I also like to listen to your speech, and I like your voice... until now—of course, yes A friend's kind of like."

"I think I can take it."

"What about you? Did you meet anyone?"

Han Que felt that he couldn't turn back her concerned gaze: "Yes."

"That's good." Jian Ni nodded reassuringly, "I'm also very happy that you can have your own life."

Han Que vaguely heard the overtones: "Well, I understand what you mean."

This kind of peaceful and tacit communication has not happened for many years.

Maybe we should really believe the nonsense that time can change everything.Even the second of knowing the good news is enough to subvert the whole attitude towards life.

Finally, Jian Ni straightened her bangs and said, "I still have things to do."

"Oh, good." Han Que looked up at the clock, and it was getting late, "Tell Xiao Qing that I will call you once a week or two."

"No problem." Jian Ni was not at all surprised by the sensitivity of the man on the screen to what she wanted to express, and finally looked at his charming and tired face a little bit, and said "good night" softly.

"Good night."

Hang up the video.Han Que sighed deeply.

Obviously, he was disgusted.

Facing Jian Ni's untraceable way of expression, he dared not think about anything other than lamenting the passage of time.

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