secret galaxy

What about you and me?

The moment the voice just fell, Liang Qian felt extremely happy, but in the blink of an eye, all kinds of complicated emotions rushed up.

Duan Xinghe looked at him in astonishment, caught off guard by this impulsive question, his lips opened and closed, unable to speak fluently.

With a smile on his face, Liang Qian was confident and calm, and dedicated his best acting skills in his life.He looked at Duan Xinghe expectantly, but his confidence was gradually shaken by the other side's silence.

"Why..." Duan Xinghe pursed his lower lip, as if he was waiting for Liang Qian to make a joke to resolve the embarrassment, but Liang Qian never spoke, and his expression was very serious, he could only tentatively say: "Of course we are different."

"What's different?" Liang Qian grabbed the armrest of the computer chair, wiped off the sticky cold sweat on his palm, and asked persistently, "What's our relationship?"

Duan Xinghe was carrying a tray with a teapot and a few cups of leftover tea in it. It was not light. He maintained an upright standing posture, but he became stiff after a long time, and the things in his hands trembled slightly.

"It's not the same..." After getting along for so long, Duan Xinghe and Liang Qian are already very familiar, but at this moment, he seems to have become that high school student again, his eyes slowly moved to the void, avoiding Liang Qian's gaze .

Is it a colleague or a classmate?Is this his answer?

"You know what I'm talking about, Duan Xinghe." With a burning fire in his heart, Liang Qian patted the table and stood up excitedly. At the same time, Duan Xinghe's shoulders shook slightly.

Like a wild wolf chasing a lone deer, Liang Qian approached step by step, Duan Xinghe retreated step by step, behind him was the wooden door of the office, he bumped into it, and there was nowhere to escape.

Liang Qian had too many things to say in his heart, and he poured them out in one breath: "I don't believe you can't feel it. Duan Xinghe, don't you really understand? I'll help you change jobs, help you rent a house, give you a head start, give you a job. You are a driver, what do you think I am for?"

Duan Xinghe breathed lightly and quickly, and he said intermittently: "You have always been a person with a great sense of justice." In order to show his sincerity, he raised his head to look directly at Liang Qian, and quickly lowered his black eyelashes.

Liang Qian was stunned, and laughed at himself: "I didn't even know I was so noble."

The atmosphere in the room is like a thin layer of ice on the surface of a river in spring, with cracks spreading silently, accumulating explosive power.

Liang Qian was vicious and vowed not to give up until he reached his goal. Duan Xinghe couldn't escape, so he could only bite the bullet and push forward the dialogue.He made a swallowing movement, his voice was dry and hesitant: "Could it be...you, do you like me?"

The word "like" is vague, lower than the sound of mosquitoes beating their wings.

Liang Qian was a little irritable: "What do you think?"

He heard a rustling sound, looked down carefully, only to find that the tray in Duan Xinghe's hand was shaking slightly, and some cold tea was splashed out.But Duan Xinghe's eyes were reddish, and there was a layer of panic tears inside.

Is he so frightened?

Liang Qian suddenly felt extremely depressed, his heart was like a punctured balloon, leaking air, no matter how he tried to mend it, it was useless.

He didn't believe that the details of the past few months were all fake, and he didn't believe that Duan Xinghe didn't have any feelings for him. The proof was that lucky cat - until now, he was still giggling on the desk, and didn't understand the tension at all. of two people.

However, Duan Xinghe's reaction was too intense.

"actually, I--"

"You go out."

They spoke at the same time and were all taken aback.Liang Qian exhaled hastily, turned back to his seat, and without looking at Duan Xinghe, waved his hand and said, "Go out, let me calm down."

The hour hand points to six o'clock, and the sunlight from outside the window is dyed orange-red little by little, becoming gorgeous and warm.

Liang Qian was lying on the table, with the Lucky Cat in front of him. He used his right index finger to hold the cat's swinging paw, fighting against regular force after wave.

He hasn't moved his place all afternoon.The work done was also limited. First, I called Leibang, claiming that I was the attorney representing Wenyue Company, and asked the other party to meet to discuss the matter of withdrawing the lawsuit and reconciliation. Draw comics.

During this period, I also thought about a lot of things, wild and unconstrained, including many memory fragments from high school, college and after work. If I insist on summarizing, I can only say that they are all related to a certain name.

The previous behavior was reckless, Liang Qian admitted, but did not regret it.

The sense of crisis aroused by Jian Qingli was actually lurking in his heart early in the morning. It was the desire for exclusiveness that accompanies love.As long as Duan Xinghe does not give an accurate statement, he will not be stable for a day.So the confession is correct, Liang Qian thought, even if he is rejected, he is not afraid, anyway, he is thick-skinned enough to continue stalking.The only thing that felt inappropriate was the stupid things I said impulsively, such as standing up for him, renting a house for him, etc. It was too similar to moral kidnapping.

Duan Xinghe is a solid-minded and proud person, maybe he will really agree to his pursuit for the so-called "repayment".This was not what Liang Qian wanted, so he let Duan Xinghe go out first.

After Duan Xinghe left, the office returned to silence. Liang Qian pressed his temple listlessly, thinking about a question in distress. Does Duan Xinghe hate him or does he not like him?

Hate should not be enough, after all, he personally carved the banner on the paw of the Lucky Cat to spur him to work hard, and he also delivered wontons to Liang Qian who was working overtime, and covered him with a blanket when he squinted and dozed off.In a hotel room a month ago, they hid under a quilt to keep warm.Pushing forward further, not long after the reunion, Liang Qian kissed Duan Xinghe on the side of the quiet road in order to scare Fang Lingpan away.

If Duan Xinghe treats all his friends like this, then Liang Qian will admit it, but he is obviously not, so Liang Qian's heart is full of wild thoughts.

The light of the setting sun is gradually dimming, and the cool white lighting of the room has the upper hand.Not far away, the LED fonts on the skyscrapers began to flash, and night fell.

Duan Xinghe should be off work, Liang Qian stretched his sore shoulders and stood up while supporting the desk.

"Brother Liang, you haven't left yet?" Jia Bin looked over unexpectedly when he heard the door open.

The work area was empty except for the light on his head. Liang Qian greeted him and asked, "What are you up to?"

Jia Bin raised the file: "I will appear in court with the director tomorrow, and he said that I will be the speaker. I'm a little nervous, so I need to prepare more."

"Good thing, come on," Liang Qian locked the office, telling him not to make it too late. If he overslept and missed the court session, his success would fall short.

"Understood," Jia Bin rattled through the evidence materials, continued to stare at the computer, suddenly remembered something, stopped Liang Qian and said, "Brother Liang, Duan Xinghe seemed to have something to do with you, so he walked by your door for a while. Finally left again."

"Really?" Liang Qian stopped, and the lake water that had finally calmed down in his heart began to ripple again, but there were so many things going on, and he didn't know where to start, so he could only say: "Got it."