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Ji Ganyue's old place is a Chinese restaurant called "Water Lily" near the SM Plaza that he visited last time.

Following Yingbin skillfully through the elegantly decorated corridor, after Yingbin knocked on the door, Song Qingyao saw Ji Gan with a cigarette in his mouth, leaning on the back of the chair with Erlang legs crossed, squinting at him in a relaxed state .

"Sorry, how long have you been waiting?" Song Qingyao apologized as soon as he came in, and Ji Gan nodded his dial: "I'm 68 minutes late, next time I do this again, I'll block people at your house."

"There won't be a next time," Song Qingyao also felt sorry for Ji Gan, and took the initiative to open a bottle of Budweiser, touched the bottle in Ji Gan's hand, raised his head and finished drinking before stopping and said: "Pull one Are the bottles enough?"

Ji Gan bit his cigarette butt, a bit itchy: "Not enough."

Song Qingyao simply opened the second bottle, this time after three sips, Ji Gan took the bottle away: "Forgive you, sit down."

He took the teapot on the turntable and poured himself a cup of hot tea. He sat down after drinking it: "Today's tea is not bad."

"Lao Xin bought the goods and changed the place of origin." Ji Gan poured him another cup with the handle of the teapot, "I asked him to pack two catties for me, do you want it? I'll give you some."

Song Qingyao was very hungry, picked up the chopsticks and ate a few mouthfuls of food first: "No need, you know I rarely drink tea."

Speaking of tea, Ji Gan asked, "Can you use that coffee machine in your house?"

Swallowing a mouthful of fried dragon fish, Song Qingyao picked up the teacup and blew: "It's a bit wrong with not using it for a long time. I just took it away after the sale a few days ago."

Ji Gan extinguished the remaining cigarette in the ashtray: "Let me know when it's repaired. The customer sent a bag of Santos beans and brought them to you to drink."

"Okay." Song Qingyao went to pick up the fresh and tender stone pot beef, and didn't see Ji Gan continuing to talk after eating a few mouthfuls, so he asked, "When are you going to Suzhou?"

Just as Ji Gan picked up his chopsticks, he put them down again when he heard the words, and leaned against the back of his chair to pick up the beer: "The day after tomorrow."

Song Qingyao also put down his chopsticks: "Has he been engaged for a year and a half?"

"Almost." Ji Qian stared at the Chinese-style lotus lamp hanging above his head, and felt that the designer Lao Xin had found this time had a good taste, and this lamp could be said to be the finishing touch of the box decoration.

"Usually engagements are completed within half a year, and it is rare for them to be delayed for such a long time." Song Qingyao said after consideration.

Ji Gan took a sip: "What are you telling me?"

Ever since Su Xun attempted suicide and was taken back by his family to get engaged, topics related to him have become Ji Qian's taboo.Song Qingyao would not take the initiative to say a word unless Ji Qian was willing to mention it.After looking at Ji Gan's face at this moment, he continued: "It's been so long, you should think about yourself."

"Going to Suzhou this time may be an opportunity. If you still can't let it go, go and have a look. If you can let it go, seriously look for another one."

Curling the corner of his mouth, Ji Gan asked, "I'm not chic enough now?"

Song Qingyao asked him back: "But this kind of life is not what you want."

Silenced by a friend's words, Ji Gan drank up the wine in the bottle, opened another bottle and said, "Don't talk about me, talk about you."

Nodding Song Qingyao's right wrist with his chin in the air, Ji Qian's tone brought out a bit of a smile: "Since when did you know so much about fun? You still use ribbons as decorations."

This ribbon is the most common black style, with a width of only one centimeter. Normally, even if it is wrapped a few times around the hand, it will not attract attention. In order to make the ribbon inconspicuous, he also specially matched it with a black shirt and a black windbreaker. No wonder Ji Gan is still so sharp-eyed.

Thinking of Lin He's naive threat, Song Qingyao felt helpless and wanted to laugh, so he couldn't help asking, "Isn't it strange?"

Just now his unconscious smile fell into Ji Gan's eyes, and Ji Gan had already guessed that the ribbon was Lin He's masterpiece.Biting the mouth of the beer bottle, Ji Gan's tone was a bit like an old father's emotion: "It's not strange, in fact, it suits you very well, but why would he think of tying it to your hand?"

Ji Gan wanted to say that there were many more suitable positions on his body, but thinking of Song Qingyao's restrained temperament, he didn't say that.After a moment of silence, Song Qingyao said softly, "I was with him last night."

Ji Gan didn't respond: "Didn't you both go to bed many times?"

Being misunderstood by Ji Gan and being misunderstood by Lin He are completely different feelings. Song Qingyao felt embarrassed and immediately explained: "That's not what it means!"

Seeing his blushing face, Ji Gan blinked twice, and slammed the table: "You two are in a relationship?!"

This palm startled Song Qingyao. Seeing that he didn't explain any more, Ji Gan leaned back in his chair and sighed with a smile: "Okay, you should really leave that grandson Yang Tingwei earlier, it's so good now, it's a complete change." .”

Before coming here, Song Qingyao didn't plan to hide it from Ji Gan anymore, but the meaning of today's meal is different, he was worried that speaking out would affect Ji Gan's mood, but he didn't expect Ji Gan to bring the topic to him on his own initiative.

Picking up the wine bottle and taking a sip, he thought for a while and asked, "Where has it been reborn?"

Ji Gan raised his eyebrows at him: "Can't you feel it yourself?"

Before last night, he didn't have any obvious feeling, but now after one night, he understood his mood.

"I never thought I could walk out so soon." He also leaned back in the chair and looked at the classical lotus lamp above his head. His unfocused vision blurred his vision, just like the flickering light at the bedside last night. All his thoughts were drawn to Lin He, "It's true that many exceptions have been made for him. Even my mother liked him very much after seeing him only once."

"Aunt Ye met him too? When?"

Mentioning the fact that Ye He bumped into Lin He and sent him home last time, Ji Gan shook his head and smiled: "It seems that once she is bitten by a dog, she will have a shadow."

Not wanting to comment on Yang Tingwei, Song Qingyao didn't answer the question, picked up the chopsticks and ate two more bites, and heard Ji Gan continue to say: "How much do you know about his family? Are his parents sure about it?"

Up to now, Lin He has only mentioned that his parents divorced when he was six years old, and each remarried and had a new family, but he didn't say anything in detail.Moreover, Lin He was very resistant to his family, especially when they first met, every time the topic of "home" was brought up, Lin He would say that he had no home.

In fact, Song Qingyao could somewhat feel the difficulties in his environment, but their relationship was not suitable for detailed questions before, and now he also needs to find a time to chat with Lin He as soon as possible.

He replied: "Let's talk about this later, it's too early to think about it now."

Touching the wine bottle with Ji Qian, they chatted about other topics, and Song Qingyao didn't feel a little dizzy when he wanted to get up and go to the bathroom when he was almost done eating.

Glancing at the five empty wine bottles beside the table, he didn't expect that he drank so much without knowing it.But today he is in a good mood, he doesn't want to restrain himself, Lin He will come to pick him up anyway.

As long as Lin He is around, he doesn't have to worry even if he is completely unconscious.

After walking into the bathroom, he sent Lin He a WeChat message.After typing a few words, he hesitated, deleted and pressed the voice button, and said softly, "I'm almost here, where are you?"

More than 20 minutes before Song Qingyao sent this WeChat message, Lin He had just met Yang Tingwei.

The meeting place was determined by Yang Tingwei. Lin He was not familiar with Xiamen, so it took him some time to find it with the navigation.After walking into this light and luxurious coffee shop dotted with bouquets of green leaves, Lin He was not in the mood to appreciate it.

Yang Tingwei was wearing a brown leather jacket and sitting in front of a sofa in the corner.Seeing Lin He approaching with a cold face, he stood up and greeted him with a smile on his face. He asked Lin He to sit down and asked what he would like to drink. Why don't you have a drink?"

Lin He just sat down on the sofa, his face became even more stinky after hearing this, and he raised his legs and leaned back: "No, I like to drink lattes with a lot of sugar and milk."

Yang Tingwei smiled awkwardly and said, "No problem."

He rang the service bell at the table, and when the waiter came over, Yang Tingwei ordered a latte with lots of milk and sugar, and added two kinds of cakes that Song Qingyao liked to eat for Lin He.

Impatient to watch Yang Tingwei act, Lin He cut to the chase and said, "Tell me, what exactly do you want?"

Raising his hand to lower his glasses, Yang Tingwei explained, "I said on the phone that I didn't mean any harm, so you don't have to be so guarded against me."

Lin He sneered and did not answer, Yang Tingwei continued: "But Qingyao is cheating on this matter, he unilaterally broke up with me, I did not agree, I have contacted his mother several times before, I hope she Help mediate from it."

Hearing that Yang Tingwei had the face to say that Song Qingyao had cheated, Lin He sneered, "What right do you have to accuse him of cheating?"

"I was also at the bar on his birthday night, and I also saw you grabbing a woman and eagerly nibbling on it. You hadn't broken up at that time, right?"

Lin He didn't give Yang Tingwei any face at all, and only picked ugly words to say.Yang Tingwei resisted not turning his face, and his speech speed remained steady: "All men make this kind of mistake, and it was only the first time I got confused and made an accident. It's okay for him to be angry, but he can't break up before I agree to break up." Just hang out with you."

Afraid of Lin He's identity, Yang Tingwei never dared to speak harshly, and his purpose was not to take advantage of words.Grasp the propriety and finished laying the groundwork, and before Lin He turned his face, he continued: "Actually, things like feelings can't be forced. If his heart is already on you, then I can't force him to turn back."

"But his cheating has a great impact on me." Yang Tingwei took out his phone and shook it, "My friend saw you making out in the street, and he defended me and posted it in my circle of friends. Now everyone knows I was cuckolded and everyone was laughing at me."

Not to mention whether Huang Ke spread the photos, even if Yang Tingwei was ridiculed, it had nothing to do with Lin He, let alone Song Qingyao.Lin He got fed up with his oblique way of talking, stood up and said, "I'm not interested in hearing your nonsense here, Qing Yao is having dinner with Ji Gan, I'm going to pick him up now."

"My friend also knows Qingyao's friends." Yang Tingwei's attitude finally became less relaxed, and his voice became a little louder, "If he sends it to Qingyao's acquaintances, or to the hospital website, then I can't stop him .”

Lin He stopped and turned to look at Yang Tingwei expressionlessly.

"You just need to do me a small favor. If it does, I will delete your intimate photos, including Qingyao's shameful photos before." Yang Tingwei shook his phone again, "I will delete them together too." From now on, whoever he is with has nothing to do with me."

Yang Tingwei looked at Lin He, and the two competed silently.In fact, before coming here, Yang Tingwei was not sure whether Lin He would take his words seriously, but according to Huang Ke, taking pictures was Lin He's initiative. There are shameful photos of Song Qingyao in it, so he will definitely be subdued.

Proving that he was right in his bet in real time, Lin He actually sat back on the sofa and raised his legs to look at him again: "What do you want me to do?"

Yang Tingwei was slightly taken aback, but Lin He's first reaction was not to look at those photos.

"This year's deputy high ranking, I hope you can help me mention it to the dean and give me a place."

Lin He stretched out his right arm and put it on the top of the sofa behind him. The expression on his face clearly showed that you were out of your mind: "Are you kidding me, Dean Lin's things are something I can control?"

"I've checked." Yang Tingwei raised the thin metal-rimmed glasses on his face again, "Dean Lin is your father, but it's inconvenient for him to admit you because of the current dean's wife."

Yang Tingwei almost slapped the words 'shameful illegitimate child' on Lin He's face. After hearing this, Pian Lin He nodded and laughed, and the more he laughed, the more funny he felt.

He didn't understand how Yang Tingwei checked, why he felt that Lin Haicang didn't dare to recognize him, not that he didn't want to recognize Lin Haicang.What's even more ridiculous is how Song Qingyao's way of looking at men could be so different.

Thinking about how many layers Song Qingyao would have been stripped off by Yang Tingwei if he hadn't shown up, Lin He couldn't laugh again.

Yang Tingwei didn't feel confident when he said such a thing.If this matter fails, he will offend Lin Haicang, and it may be difficult for him to succeed in Xiamen's medical system in the future.But if he didn't take a gamble, he was really unwilling to let go of such a good opportunity.

Song Qingyao was determined not to be with him anymore. As for this year's vice-senior quota, he knew it himself. With his ability and relationship, it was too difficult for Song Qingyao to get the title before the age of 30 like Song Qingyao.

When he saw the photo Huang Ke sent him yesterday, he knew the opportunity had come.

No matter what, if Lin He could do that kind of thing in front of outsiders, he should care about Song Qingyao.It's just a sub-high quota, that's all for a word, judging from Lin Haicang's attitude towards Lin He in the hospital recently, as long as Lin He is willing to speak, it will not be difficult.

The young man on the opposite side laughed for a while and then lowered his face. Yang Tingwei expected that he might refuse, but he got up again and said calmly, "You must not let Qingyao know what happened today."

"No problem," Yang Tingwei nodded immediately, "I just came to you alone because I didn't want to affect him."

"Also, I don't care what photo you took of him, if you dare to spread it, I will destroy you too." The corner of his mouth was raised to one side, obviously threatening, but Lin He smiled at Yang Tingwei. Dimple, "Even if others spread it, I'll take it as you did."

When we came out, it was raining heavily again. After crossing the intersection and returning to the car, Lin He took a few paper towels to wipe off the rain on his face, and lit a cigarette impatiently.

On typhoon days, the rain is sometimes heavy and sometimes small. Pedestrians on the road hold umbrellas, and few can escape the embarrassment of the wind and rain.Lin He opened the big car window and put one arm on the car door. After smoking three cigarettes, the sleeve on the arm was completely soaked.

After closing the car window, he leaned back against the headrest and turned his gaze to the empty passenger seat next to him.

After only one meal, he already wanted to see Song Qingyao very much, and he didn't know if that person missed him.

Yang Tingwei's disgusting face when he was talking about conditions just now appeared before his eyes again. If he didn't want to make things worse, he would have beaten Yang Tingwei until he cried.

But this couldn't solve the problem, and he didn't believe that Song Qingyao would take the initiative to take those photos, most likely Yang Tingwei took advantage of Song Qingyao's inattention or ignorance.

It was about Song Qingyao's reputation, he didn't dare to gamble, and he didn't want to see photos that might embarrass Song Qingyao, the most important thing was not to let Song Qingyao know.

About halfway through the fourth cigarette, there was a new WeChat notification on the phone.

Clicking on the voice, he heard Song Qingyao asking him in a slightly hoarse voice: "I'm almost here, where are you?"

He listened to this voice twice again, facing the window, Lin He smoked out the cigarette, threw away the cigarette butt and called Yang Xuanyi.

Thinking that he was here to report the battle situation last night, Yang Xuanyi was about to tease a few words when he heard him ask seriously: "I want to investigate a person, do you have a connection there?"

"What happened?" Yang Xuanyi swallowed the pear in his mouth, "Who should we investigate?"

"A colleague in the hospital."

"Yes, when do you want it?"

"The sooner the better."

"That's fine," Yang Xuanyi put down the pear, wiped his hands and said, "Send me the name of the person you want to check, and I'll find someone for you. How detailed do you want to check?"

After listening to Lin He's request, Yang Xuanyi guessed the seriousness of the problem, so he didn't continue to gossip at this time, and ended the call to help him find someone first.

Yang Xuanyi was always reliable in his affairs, and his spirit relaxed, and Lin He was finally able to dial Song Qingyao's number.

The phone was picked up after only one ring, and he asked in a gentle tone: "Senior, are you still in the store?"

"Well," Song Qingyao leaned back on the chair, looking at the lotus lantern above his head, with a hint of a smile in his hoarse voice, "Didn't you tell me to wait for you when it's over?"

Pulling on the seat belt with one hand, Lin He started the car with a smile: "It sounds like this, did you drink alcohol?"

Song Qingyao nodded, and found that Lin He couldn't see him after he nodded, and said, "Drink a little."

The foot that stepped on the accelerator was put on the brake pedal, Lin He squeezed the leather cover on the steering wheel, and asked him in a low voice, "Did you miss me?"

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, just when Lin He thought he still couldn't speak, he replied softly.

"A bit."