A moment later, the two sat in the double private room, each with a cup of freshly produced signature milk tea in their hands.
At this moment, Chi Xueyan looked at the white shirts of the people around him and suddenly felt much more tisy.
It seems that the business elite of Sven Qingjun should sit in the Internet cafe and drink milk tea.
He likes this kind of marginal and strange contrast.
Chi Xueyan pressed the power button and was in a good mood, as if the things to talk to He Qiao tonight did not exist.
There was a noise of playing games outside. He casually chatted with He Qiao: "Do you like playing games?"
He Qiao also turned on the computer: "I don't like to play."
Chi Xueyan was about to continue speaking when the door of the private room was suddenly knocked.
He robbed his head and saw a young man he didn't know breaking in recklessly, wearing a pair of round black-framed glasses on his face.
The other party looked very excited. As soon as he opened the door, he rushed to Heqiao, who was sitting on the outside, and said, "I thought I was wrong. Brother He, why did you come out to play alone today and not call us? Do you want to open the black?"
Before he finished speaking, he saw Chi Xueyan inside with hinds in his senses. He was shocked. He pushed his round glasses that were about to slip down up and said repeatedly, "Brother He, you have a companion. I'm sorry, excuse me. You play first and make an appointment later!"
He waved to Heqiao, closed the door with a bang, and ran back to his seat.
He Qiao:...
After he left, Chi Xueyan turned his head and reread his last sentence in a subtle tone: "I don't like to play."
He Qiao looked at his mocking eyes. After a long time, he explained helplessly, "That's not me."
"So what do you like?" Chi Xueyan asked casually, "If there is a computer in front of you that can be used."
He Qiao said without thinking, "Wand you watch the news?"
Chi Xueyan was silent for a few seconds: "Is there a slightly more sincere answer?"
"I didn't lie to you." He Qiao said, "Sometimes the news is also very good."
"...Then you should watch the news for a while." Chi Xueyan decisively gave up asking questions, picked up the milk tea and took a sip. She turned to look at her screen and said, "I want to make some mental preparations before listening to the story."
He opened the browser, searched for a program name, and clicked to play.
Before putting on the headphones, Chi Xueyan specially reminded the people around her: "When you watch the news, remember not to peek at my screen. My program is also very good."
He Qiao laughed dumbly.
Then, he really watched the news in the Internet ska.
Ten minutes later, he really couldn't hold back and glanced at Chi Xueyan's computer screen silently.
Because Chi Xueyan's expression is so focused that people can't help but imagine how wonderful the scene on his screen is.
However, to He Qiao's surprise, there was a stage in the center of the picture. A man and a woman were talking excitedly, and there was the host and the guests sitting in a row next to them.
It seems to be an emotional program.
But he couldn't hear the sound and didn't know what the person in the painting was saying.
He Qiao only peeked for a few seconds, and Chi Xueyan looked back at him alertly, with a somewhat regretful tone: "It seems that your news is a little inferior."
He Qiao was calm and didn't feel caught at all: "You look very fascinated."
Chi Xueyan smiled when he heard the words. Instead of continuing to quarrel with him, he took off the headphones, put them on the desk between the two, and turned up the volume of the computer to the maximum.
The sound of the program sounded clear in the small private room.
The men and women in the picture are indeed arguing about the trivial things in love.
"My friend said that this program is very good." Chi Xueyan said in a light tone, "Once the takeaway sent to the clinic was so delicious that I thought of it. As a result, after watching the first issue, I finished the meal unconsciously."
"There is nothing special about the content, just all kinds of love, miserable, ridiculous, hateful... Anyway, it's not happy."
"Every time I watch it, I wonder, how can there be so many strange couples on the program team? How can anyone be willing to make themselves hateful for the so-called love?"
"I always think that these are the scripts written by the TV station in advance." His voice slowly calmed down, "But now, I'm also in the script."
Speaking of this, Chi Xueyan paused and showed a self-deprecating smile: "I'm mentally prepared to listen to the story."
"It will make me feel better to put this story together with these couples who quarrel in public." Chi Xueyan finally said, "It's just a script to hire someone to perform, not the real me."
The air conditioner above the head sent out a slow cold wind, and the bottom of the ice milk tea in hand rippled with a wet water stain.
He Qiao stared at him for a moment and said calmly, "I don't know the details of the first meeting between you and Lu Siyi, but the second meeting was when you knew that his friend had lost something and told him that he had dropped it in a bar. After he found it, he invited you to dinner to express his gratitude."
It is also related to lost and the lost and lost, which is a reasonable possibility.
If Chi Xueyan goes smoothly to Lu Siyi's contact method that day, the future may really develop like this.
There was no emotion in Chi Xueyan's eyes: "And then what?"
"Then you knew that he was a graduate student and met his friends. He began to go to their school often. Although he spent most of his time in the laboratory, you and his friends gradually became very familiar with each other. At this time, your relationship was not bad."
Speaking of this, He Qiao paused: "But after he knew that your family was in good and that your parents' business, he began to be prejudiced against you."
"Prejudice?"
He Qiao replied frankly: "Because of external conditions, you may give people the impression of the game world. Moreover, Lu Siyi's father became a vegetative because of a car accident when he was young. The perpetrator who escaped was a rich second generation. He ran a technology company at home to provide security systems to some local institutions. After he escaped, he went straight out of the country, and in the end, he only lost money.
The company run by Chi Xueyan's parents belongs to the same field.
Coincidence.
Chi Xueyan was surprised and vaguely guessed the follow-up.
"At that time, you didn't know the reason behind it. You were still pursuing Lu Siyi, and I didn't know the specific details. Until his mother had an accident, the recovery period was long, requiring high surgery and nursing costs, and she could no longer take care of her husband lying in the hospital bed, and she became a patient herself.
He Qiao's voice began to become hesitant.
Chi Xueyan finished his unfinished words for him: "I wanted to help him, but he misunderstood me, right?"
"Because I look like a wanton game world, there will be a frivolous rich second generation supported by parents anyway." He smiled softly, "Maybe I really am, but I won't use threatening means just because I like someone."
He Qiao also lightened his tone: "It's a pity that Lu Siyi happens to be prejudiced against such people."
Chi Xueyan asked, "How did I answer his question?"
"You didn't give a positive answer." He Qiao stared at him stally, "Ask him whether he wants to save his mother or not."
This is the beginning of "Chi Xueyan" becoming a vicious villain.
Chi Xueyan thought that if there really was that day, he would probably ask with a smile.
He never cares what outsiders think of him, but it is difficult to accept the cold misunderstanding in exchange for sincere kindness.
"This is not unscrupulous love." He was silent for a long time and said sadly, "It's a momentary gamble."
The fate of going astray because of the difference of a thought can no longer be speculated by Chi Xueyan's current thinking.
Maybe he will really become a complete bad guy step by step in the future.
The only good thing is that he was not crazy about love at the beginning.
Chi Xueyan thought happily in bitterness.
"I guess the following plot will be more exciting." He calmed down and looked at He Qiao, who was waiting quietly beside him. "But let's talk about this first today, and we will continue to listen next time."
He Qiao nodded gently, as if joking: "One Thousand and One Nights?"
Thinking of the ancient folk tale, Chi Xueyan couldn't help raising the corners of her mouth, imitating the cruel king's tone: "I won't kill you until you finish the story."
More and more water accumulated at the bottom of the milk tea cup, flowing to the edge of the table, getting closer and closer to the pool snow flame.
He Qiao carefully handed him a tissue, and his voice was gentle: "Okay."
For him, this one thousand and one nights unknown to outsiders will last at least until the night when the wedding is over and he moves into the wedding room.
At that time, he and Chi Xueyan will both be able to get the freedom of separation.
Chi Xueyan reached out and took it, continuing the joke: "Are you thinking about how to escape?"
"No." He Qiao looked at his action of wiping the water stains, "I wonder which friend it is."
"What friend?"
"Tell your friend that the program is very good."
The white paper towel gradually got wet and was casually kneaded into a translucent soft ball by the people around him.
Before they gain freedom, their lives are destined to be more closely intertwined.
Family, friends... All related networks, and all leisure life.
The headphones in the center of the table are still making noise, and the sound of couples arguing floats.
Chi Xueyan picked it up again, turned down the volume, and replied seriously, "It's Lawyer Su, you've seen it."
With that, he leaned over and helped He Qiao put on his headphones, with a smile in his eyes: "This is the most classic episode. It would be a pity to miss it."
The sound of the program suddenly poured into the ear, isolating the rest of the noise. He Qiao subconsciously reached out to touch it, and the warm fingertips touched the silvery coldness.
Chi Xueyan's wedding ring.
He quickly remembered the roles they were playing.
So He Qiao stretched out his palm, covered the back of Chi Xueyan's hand, and indirectly held the headphones.
Two identical rings meet at the ring finger.
He also leaned forward slightly and politely replied to his lover's proposal: "I will listen carefully."
The distance between the two suddenly became very close, which made the person who wanted to come in outside the door stop in astonishment.
The clean white shirt blocked the person sitting in the back.
Only two figures can be vaguely seen, overlapping each other in the small private room, with their fingertips staggered in the tangled hair tips.
It's like hiding a kiss in the dark.