the sky is warm

This injury kept Qin Shimo from going out for a long time.

Everyone in the beauty department was talking about him, and the woman who gave him a platinum card hadn't come for a long time.

Han Bing listened silently.

After work, Han Bing, who was supposed to go home, turned around and went to Qin Shimo's house. He was a little worried. Although that guy was not a good guy, he knew him anyway. He went to check him out to make sure Just be safe, Han Bing thought so.

Qin Shimo lived in a small apartment with only one bedroom and one living room.

He knocked on the old iron door and saw Qin Shimo with a chicken coop on his head, and was taken aback when he saw him.

Han Bing handed him the fruit in his hand and said, "Come and see you."

Qin Shimo took it over in a hurry.

Seeing him standing there, Han Bing breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and was about to go back.

Qin Shimo hurriedly shouted: "Hey... well, don't hurry, come in and sit for a while, and eat some fruit," he said, raising the fruit he was carrying in his hand, grinning white teeth.

Han Bing thought for a while that he was fine, so just sit down, Qin Shimo turned sideways to let Han Bing in, and closed the door.

At that time, Han Bing just thought it was just sitting around to pass the time, but when Lin You recalled it now, he hated his decision at that time.

When Han Bing entered the room, Qin Shimo hurriedly poured water for Han Bing and cut fruit. Regardless of how big he was, he seemed to have never done this before. He cut an apple, cut it for a long time, and brought it out to have a look. The big ones are big, the small ones are small, and some of the flesh are a little bit discolored.

Looking at the plate of fruit, Han Bing couldn't say anything. Looking at Qin Shimo's embarrassed eyes, he could only find a piece that looked similar, ate it, and asked casually, haven't you done this?

Qin Shimo scratched his head, "I'm usually alone, and it's almost enough to eat fruit in one bite. I didn't fix this kind of thing, isn't it, it's ugly"?

"...not very ugly"!

"Hey, ugly is ugly, as long as it can be eaten."

Han Bing glanced at him, amusedly thinking that this man could comfort him.

After eating the fruit, it seemed that they had nothing to talk about, so Han Bing was about to get up and leave.

As a result, Qin Shimo looked at him anxiously during this period, rubbed his hands, and asked him if he could stay with him.

!!!

Why?Han Bing asked him with his eyes.

"I'm a little scared alone," Qin Shimo said, afraid that he wouldn't believe it, and explained, "I like to have nightmares these few nights, so...".

Seeing that Han Bing didn't speak, he might also feel that he was a bit abrupt, so he had to say that if something happened, forget it.

It's just the expression on his face, Han Bing saw that it was really scared, and it was not fake.

"Where's your...agent?"

"He!!" Qin Shimo curled his lips and didn't continue.

Han Bing felt that he might have been really frightened, and there was no one around him, so he softened his heart for a moment, so he agreed to him to stay.

Hearing that Han Bing agreed to stay, Qin Shimo breathed a sigh of relief.

There is only one bed, and there is no doubt that only two people can squeeze together, and the two big men don't feel anything.

It was only when Han Bing really lay down on it that he realized how small the bed was. Two people were lying flat, arms next to each other, without any gaps, and they had to put their hands on each other to turn over.