secret galaxy

At six o'clock in the afternoon, Xingbang Law Firm became deserted and quiet after a brief and concentrated noise.The administrative staff was off work, most of the lawyers were gone, and the lights in the work area were gradually dimmed.

Liang Qian buried his head in the pile of papers, sketched with a pencil, raised his head from time to time, and tapped on the computer for a while.The case that Liang Yanjie sent him is a bit complicated. Luxin Company is a construction company. It contracted the road and bridge project from a state-owned enterprise five years ago, with a total amount of more than 7000 million yuan. In addition, many supplementary agreements have been formed, some of which conflict with the settlement standards of the project price recorded in some documents.After the completion of the construction, Lvxin Company claimed to settle at a higher unit price standard, while the contracting party claimed to pay at the initially agreed price, and did not recognize the subsequent increase in the amount of work.Green Xin Company appealed to the court, but both the first and second trials supported the views of the state-owned enterprise, which resulted in the project payment obtained by Green Xin Company being more than [-] million lower than expected.

There were more than 100 pages in the judgment of the first and second instance. Liang Qian read it carefully, and found a few facts and legal doubts worthy of scrutiny. He first drew up an outline, and then formally began to write the legal opinion.

The door of the office was open, Duan Xinghe finished mopping the floor, saw Liang Qian still sitting in front of the computer, carefully knocked on the glass curtain wall, "Liang Qian, are you still leaving?"

Liang Qian turned his head, made a miserable expression to Duan Xinghe, and said, "I have to work overtime."

"Can't we do it tomorrow?"

"The old man insists on embarrassing me, nothing wrong." Liang Qian shrugged nonchalantly, told Duan Xinghe to go home quickly, and asked about Zhang Zihui's performance by the way.

Sure enough, Zhang Zihui's knees suddenly stopped hurting after a few hours, her hands and feet were flexible and strong, and she and Duan Xinghe finished the cleaning work in the afternoon.

Liang Qian asked: "She didn't show you any face, did she?"

Duan Xinghe was noncommittal, just said: "It will be fine in a few days."

The law firm's employees had already left, and there were only the two of them left in the office area of ​​six to seven hundred square meters.Most of the setting sun outside the window sank into the horizon, and the last bit of warm yellow light diffused over the window sill and lazily sprinkled on Liang Qian's body, coating him with a layer of fluffy gold.

"Then I'm leaving?" Duan Xinghe glanced at his watch, hesitantly, "You're the only one here."

"It's okay, I'll lock the door later." Liang Qian teased Duan Xinghe: "Hurry up and go home, your crystal shoe will fall off after dark."

He has carefully observed that Duan Xinghe is really like Cinderella, he will sneak away every day when he gets off work, obsessively stuck in the time before dark.

Duan Xinghe blushed, and that faint color looked extraordinarily beautiful under the sunlight, making him change from a cold fairy to a mortal with all kinds of emotions and six desires.Liang Qian had already passed the age of a boy, but at this moment he regained his mood of whistling at Duan Xinghe's back.

Duan Xinghe was not used to his fiery gaze, so he took the initiative to change the subject: "About what time will you be working overtime?"

Liang Qian patted the file heavily, signaling him to look at his workload, "Estimated at eleven o'clock."

"so late."

"Why, you want to accompany me?" Liang Qian held his chin, tilted his head slightly, and looked at Duan Xinghe with a half-smile like a big star in a movie.

Duan Xinghe's eyes started to flicker again, after thinking for a while, he said, "Let me bring you supper."

"Really?" Liang Qian was overjoyed, and his exhaustion was swept away.

Duan Xinghe nodded, and asked Liang Qian what he wanted to eat, with a calm look that he was confident that he could cook any dish.

Liang Qian didn't want him to worry too much, he hesitated to make up his mind, Duan Xinghe saw this, smiled and said: "Then I will make up my own mind."

"Well," Liang Qian urged, "Be careful when riding."

After Duan Xinghe left, Xingbang Law Firm became quieter and darker. Liang Qian stared blankly at the construction contract until the pencil in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang" before waking up as if from a dream and typing on the computer again. beat beat.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the draft of the legal opinion was completed.Liang Qian stood up and moved his cervical spine, took the cup to the tea and drank a cup of pure water.In order to wait for Duan Xinghe's supper, he didn't eat dinner, and he didn't feel hungry when he was immersed in work. He didn't feel hungry until now.

He was going to send a message to ask Duan Xinghe, opened WeChat and searched for the name, and there were only a few isolated records in the chat interface that popped up.

The most recent news was five years ago, when Liang Qian asked Duan Xinghe, are you going to Shanghai at [-]:[-] pm tomorrow, and I will pick you up at the high-speed rail station.It may be that the other party did not reply for a long time, so he asked again that night, will you not come?

Scroll up, and the chat history will soon reach the top.This is not surprising, because Liang Qian has never had Duan Xinghe's contact information. He only added WeChat when he went to Beijing for a competition in his junior year and a few old classmates had a party.

There were a total of eight people at that dinner party, and they crowded together for a lively table. They were not originally called Duan Xinghe, but Liang Qian repeatedly asked a boy with a good relationship to send a message to Duan Xinghe.

Class [-] students studying in Beijing have a WeChat group, and Duan Xinghe is also in it. After a lot of effort, that classmate finally conveyed the news that Liang moved to Beijing for the competition and the big guys came out to gather.

"He won't come, Xueba is very busy." The old classmates vowed, and the tone was firm, but no one expected that Duan Xinghe would go to the appointment that night.

He was wearing a black hooded sweater with a tiger cub pattern printed on his chest, his hair was longer than before, his eyes and demeanor were still the same as in high school, reserved and restrained.Liang Qian remembered very clearly that Duan Xinghe walked into the private room, raised his head, and the first person he looked at was himself.

Duan Xinghe usually seldom interacts with his old classmates, but this time he took the initiative to participate in the party, everyone was caught off guard, surprised and interesting, and made jokes one after another.Duan Xinghe responded with a smile, occasionally softly defending "I'm not a top student", looking very helpless.

The boy in the center smiled and pushed Duan Xinghe, and said: "Come on, sit next to Liang Qian, he is the one who insists on calling you out tonight, disturbing your study, and making Liang Qian drink three glasses of wine."

Duan Xinghe sat down in the empty seat on Liang Qian's right, Liang Qian tilted his head to greet him, at this moment Xinghe also came over, his warm breath sprayed on his ears, mixed with a long greeting: "Hi. "

Liang Qian felt numb in his ears, and said with a smile, "Hi, long time no see."

That night was quite pleasant, Duan Xinghe was still reticent, but he cooperated with everything he did, and he wore a warm smile the whole time.While the old classmates were chatting, Liang Qian took out his mobile phone and added Duan Xinghe's WeChat account.

"How about in B University, or No.1?"

Duan Xinghe smiled: "There are people outside."

Both of them stared straight ahead, sitting upright, not knowing what they were guilty of, but their shoulders were very close.

"What about you? Have a good life in F University, I heard that your courtyard flower is pursuing you."

Liang Qian took a sip of beer, put down his glass, and quietly looked at Duan Xinghe from the corner of his eye.Duan Xinghe's skin is very smooth, delicate and warm under the warm yellow light, especially the tear mole is the most vivid.

"How do you know?" he asked in a low voice.

"I heard." Duan Xinghe paused, picked up his wine glass and touched a glass handed in front of him, said a few polite words, took a big sip of wine, and won a burst of applause.After everyone looked away from where they were, he continued, "Then you have a girlfriend? Congratulations."

"There's a fart, I don't like her, so I refused." Liang Qian felt tight in his chest, as if he was in a closed and airtight environment, and the heat and irritability gradually spread along the limbs and capillaries.

The students chatted about the romantic affairs of a certain senior in the previous classes of Yuzhou Middle School. You talked to each other, and the scene was very jubilant.Liang Qian and Duan Xinghe didn't interrupt, they just smiled.

Taking advantage of their lively conversation, Liang Qian quietly moved his chair in Duan Xinghe's direction and said, "Let me tell you a secret."

"What?" Duan Xinghe tilted his head to the left cooperatively.

Liang Qian stared at Duan Xinghe's ears, Duan Xinghe's ears were small and delicate, with round and full earlobes, white, like coconut or pudding, giving people a very soft and elastic feeling.

"Actually, I..." Liang Qian paused for about three seconds. During that short gap, his heart was pounding violently against his chest, but his appearance was calm, and he even smiled with ease, mysteriously Said: "Actually, I like boys."

Duan Xinghe's movements froze, and his slightly pressed lips parted a gap because of his astonishment. After a while, he turned sideways and looked straight and fixedly at Liang Qian. There was no disgust in his bright eyes. To be more precise, there was nothing inside, except the reflected light and Liang Qian's shadow.

"What are you two doing!" A female classmate noticed their tricks and teased Liang Qian with a smile, "Don't bully us, Duan Xinghe."

Liang Qian complained, and shouted loudly: "When did I bully him, he has been bullying me for the whole three years of high school, okay?"

Everyone laughed, Duan Xinghe also laughed.

From that point on, until the end of the dinner, they never had a chance to talk.Liang Qian has a cheerful personality, is approachable, and can take jokes. He is popular everywhere he goes, and naturally becomes the center of the topic.He talked about gossip, sports, and studies with his old classmates, but his eyes often wandered, inadvertently turning to Duan Xinghe.After the dinner was over, everyone parted ways at the entrance of the restaurant and went back to their respective schools. Someone asked Duan Xinghe if he wanted to carpool together, but he politely declined, saying that he had something to do nearby.

In the end, only Liang Qian and Duan Xinghe were left, standing beside the bustling and busy street.Autumn in Beijing is very short. At the end of September, it is rare to meet a day with clear air.The Mid-Autumn Festival has only passed a few days, and the moon above the head is still very round, hanging yellow in the sky, like a distant dream.

"Is Shanghai fun?" Duan Xinghe asked abruptly.

"It's fun, it has a different charm from Beijing." Liang Qian encouraged Duan Xinghe to come to Shanghai for tourism. Anyway, he doesn't have many classes this semester. After the [-]th, there will be fewer tourists, so he can leisurely wander around the old-fashioned alleys in Shanghai.

Duan Xinghe seemed hesitant, as if it was difficult to say what he was going to say next, but in the end he complained loudly: "What is there for a person to play with?"

Liang Qian's answer was enthusiastic and impulsive: "Why are you alone, I will accompany you."

After he finished speaking, he was a little embarrassed, so that it took him a while to realize that Duan Xinghe, who has always been a loner, would find it boring to travel alone.

"Really?" Duan Xinghe's obsessive look for proof is very cute, like a child who is afraid of being abandoned, completely different from the previous high-cold image.

"Of course. Tell me before you come, I'll wait for you." Liang Qian solemnly made a promise. After half a month after returning to Shanghai, he racked his brains every day thinking about where to take Duan Xinghe.

But he didn't expect that he was the last person to be released.

On that cool night at the end of September, Liang Qian and Duan Xinghe walked side by side along the sidewalk, sniffing the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, chatting about each other's schools, majors, employment prospects and other eternal topics in their student days.Duan Xinghe is still introverted, asking and answering each sentence, most of the time he is uncomfortably silent, but Liang Qian feels that he and Duan Xinghe are much closer.

Or, the distance between them has never been far, and all the gaps are illusions and misunderstandings.

After strolling for nearly an hour, Duan Xinghe bid farewell to Liang Qian, saying that the dormitory access control time is coming.Liang Qian also wanted to go back to the hotel, so the two took taxis each.

Duan Xinghe's taxi arrived first, he sat in the back row, rolled down the window, and waved goodbye to Liang Qian.

Liang Qian went to high-five him mischievously and mischievously. Just as his fingertips touched, before he could say anything, the taxi suddenly rushed forward and drove away with the pungent exhaust.

Liang Qian took a step forward due to inertia, and looked at the car's buttocks dumbfounded.He never expected that in the next five years, he would never see Duan Xinghe again.

The gurgling sound of swallowing reverberated in the dimly lit law office. Liang Qian drank a glass of water and felt even hungrier.

Why don't you hurry, just as he picked up his phone, the elevator outside the law firm suddenly rang.

Duan Xinghe's hasty footsteps turned on the voice-activated lights in the corridor.He was wearing a helmet and carrying an insulated lunch box. There was a thin layer of sweat on his collarbone, his face was slightly red, and he came in a hurry.

Liang Qian was so hungry that he suddenly calmed down when he saw him, and complained, "Why are you in such a hurry."

"I made some wontons, I'm afraid it won't taste good if it soaks." Duan Xinghe looked apologetic, "Waiting for a long time."

"It's okay," Liang Qian said duplicity.

As soon as he returned to the office, Liang Qian couldn't wait to lift the lid of the lunch box.Presented in front of him was a bowl of red oil wontons, small in size, thin in skin and thick in flesh, with green onion floating on the soup surface, and the fresh and fragrant taste transpired in the room with the heat.

"It smells good." Liang Qian praised sincerely.

"I forgot to ask about your taste," Duan Xinghe felt regretful at this moment, "Do you eat green onions and coriander?"

"Eat, I'm not picky eaters." Liang Qian put a wonton into his mouth, quickly showed a surprised expression, and gave Duan Xinghe a thumbs up.

Not flattery, the wontons cooked by Duan Xinghe are indeed delicious, not inferior to restaurants outside.Liang Qian ate half a bowl in one breath, then temporarily stopped his chopsticks, and said something clearly: "I didn't expect your craftsmanship to be so good."

Duan Xinghe smiled slightly, and said: "Last year I worked part-time in a small restaurant, and I learned a little from my teacher."

Liang Qian paused, and when he went to pick up wontons, he suddenly felt a heavy weight between the two chopsticks, which was falling on him, making him almost unable to lift his wrist.After a while, he gave up, gently arranged the bowl and chopsticks, turned his head and asked Duan Xinghe: "It's been hard, these few years."

Duan Xinghe was taken aback, and said concisely: "It's okay."

There was no resentment or pain on his face, it was as calm as a rock by the sea, although the edges and corners were smoothed by the huge waves, but after the waves receded, he was still there without moving a bit.

Liang Qian had a sore nose, not wanting to make the atmosphere sad, pretending to ask casually: What have you done? "

"There are many takeaway workers, waiters, street vendors, and even moved bricks on the construction site." Duan Xinghe noticed that Liang Qian's eyes fell on his rough hands, and shrank his fingers reflexively.

The sofa was not too wide, and the two men were sitting side by side. Outside the window was the bright and blurry night, behind was the dimly lit law firm. Only a warm light above the head shone down, creating an illusion of intimacy and affection.

Liang Qian sighed, and said, "Why didn't you tell me—" As soon as the words fell, he remembered something again, and twitched the corner of his mouth in self-deprecating, "I forgot, we didn't know each other well at that time."

In fact, I am not familiar with it now.

"Eat quickly, it will be cold later." Duan Xinghe stood up, walked to Liang Qian's desk, pointed to the thick stack of materials and asked, can I have a look?

Liang Qian nodded, picked up the lunch box and continued to enjoy his precious supper.Duan Xinghe stood upright, flipped through a few pages of documents, and suddenly said: "In the supplementary agreement, Party A and the project manager of Luxin Company signed it. Although the company's official seal was not affixed, there were several letters between the two parties in the follow-up. This should be regarded as an agreement of meaning, and this part of the project should be recognized.”

Liang Qian was taken aback: "Do you still know the law?"

Duan Xinghe put the verdict back on the table with some guilt, put his hands behind his back, and whispered: "I don't really understand, I learned a little."

Liang Qian swallowed the last wonton, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and asked him, "Self-taught?"

"I took the adult self-examination the year before last, and I was admitted to Cangda University. I majored in finance and law, and graduated this year." Duan Xinghe lowered his eyes, and after a few seconds, he looked at the flashing light outside the window again.

Finance and law are exactly the same as Liang Qian's subject background.

"What about physics?"

"There are too many failures, and our country does not lack scientific research talents." Duan Xinghe seemed unwilling to continue this topic, walked to the coffee table to pack the lunch box, and told Liang Qian that he was going home.

Liang Qian thought he could stay for a while, but he still hurried away.He was a little disappointed. He felt that Duan Xinghe was gone, and it was meaningless to work overtime in the law firm by himself, so he simply copied the draft of the legal opinion to a USB flash drive and left the office with him.

The office building was empty and silent. The elevator slid smoothly to the end. When it reached the first floor, Liang Qian stepped out first, then waited for Duan Xinghe to follow, and said with a smile, "Thank you for your supper today."

Duan Xinghe shook his head to indicate that you are welcome.

Liang Qian suddenly became interested and asked him what else he could cook.

"Many will," Duan Xinghe replied softly, "What do you like to eat?"

Liang Qian's heart warmed, and he was flattered and asked: "Is there still a chance I can eat it?"

"It's fine if you don't dislike it."

"How could I dislike it?" The evening wind was blowing on his face, and an ambiguous atmosphere quietly grew up, Liang Qian said silently in his heart, I can't ask for more.

Duan Xinghe rode the electric scooter, put on the helmet seriously, his hair was flattened, and the elastic band caught his chin, making him look very cute. Liang Qian looked at him with a smile, until Duan Xinghe fake coughed, he asked: "Duan Xinghe Xinghe, do you still want to go to Shanghai? Let’s go together this weekend.”

Under the dim street lamp, Duan Xinghe's expression was not very clear. During the time he was silent, the night seemed to be thicker, and a layer of black mist fell on each other.He said to Liang Qian: "I'm going to Cangshi to visit my mother on weekends, I'm sorry."