said don't mess with me

the other side.

Han Qingshi had just finished taking a shower and was sitting on the sofa drinking hot water to warm his stomach.

Not long ago, the brake on the North Third Ring Road caused her to vomit directly.

For the first time ever.

The driver's face turned pale on the spot, all kinds of swearing, confession, and noisy voice gave her a headache.

Then he waved his hand irritably, telling him to shut up and continue driving.

Enduring wave after wave of nausea, he leaned on the back seat and waited for Mucha to reply.

Wait until now still missing.

Han Qing took out his phone and stared at the last voice message he sent for a long time, but he still didn't have the courage to click on it.

She'd been spoiled by this one person all her life.

The moment the voice came out, she obviously felt that her ears were a little hot.

The experience is not very good, I want to withdraw.

Thinking of Mu Xia's expression when he left, he endured it and threw the phone aside, out of sight and out of mind.

She thought that she could relieve Mucha to some extent by doing this.

Who would have thought that this voice would be like sinking into the sea, and the person on the other end has not seen anything to say.

The dialog is tediously quiet.

"Chi!" Han Qingshi squeezed out a chilly single sound from the depths of his throat.

Then he turned off the phone and threw it on the coffee table, got up and went back to the bedroom to rest.

Soon, the slim woman returned to the living room in her pajamas and took her mobile phone.

----

"Ding!" There was a new WeChat message reminder from Mucha's earphones.

She was still wondering who sent her the message so late.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Han Qingshi.

She asked her: [Are you satisfied? 】

Mucha's suppressed smile immediately became extremely bright.

She is so satisfied.

Listen to it back and forth forty or fifty times.

He was already familiar enough to clearly remember how long the interval between Han Qingshi's word breaks was.

But the next time her voice sounded, her heart would beat faster and her cheeks would heat up.

Her acting like a baby.

It was the most irresistible voice she had ever heard.

But how to say...

5 seconds is too short to listen to enough.

So, classmate Mu Mumu struck while the iron was hot, and boldly went back to Han Qing: [Can I hear something else from you? 】

'The other party is typing...'

Soon, Han Qing's reply popped up at the bottom of the dialog box: [Don't push yourself too far]

Mucha laughed out loud.

She could almost imagine Han Qingshi's cold face.

But with the previous sentence "Miss Xia Xia" as a base, she now has no idea what restraint and fear are.

Just inexplicably happy and want to laugh.

can not stop.

Le Qian was woken up and asked in a daze, "Mumu, why are you staying up so late?"

Mu Xia hurriedly hid his expression, and whispered, "I didn't do anything, I fell asleep."

Le Qian let out a 'huh', covered the quilt tightly and fell asleep again.

Afraid of waking her up again, Mu Xia pulled up the quilt to cover herself tightly, not a single hair was exposed.

Then turned over and knelt down on the bed, and quickly replied to Han Qingshi's WeChat: [Don't worry, once you are born and second time you are familiar]

Han Qing replied in seconds: [Are you sure? 】

Mu Xia's heart trembled, and the back of his neck felt cool.

The woman's sixth sense told her that Han Qingshi was annoyed.

Before Mu Xia found the expression of kneeling durian and admitting his mistake, Han Qingshi quickly sent another sentence.

What a voice.

It was shorter than before, only two seconds.

Mucha hesitated to open it.

All kinds of bloody scenes in my mind are horrifying and frightening.

Before the imagination developed to the point where Han Qing was bestowed with a white silk to die.

Mucha's fingers trembled, and finally clicked.

"Xia Xia, don't be angry."

"...!" He didn't get angry, and he, still told her not to be angry so gently?

Mucha was shocked.

After looking at the three words 'Han Qingshi' on the top repeatedly for a long time, I swallowed and thought in disbelief: Another personality in Mr. Han's body was inspired by her?

It's too catchy.

Give you a little poke.

It doesn't hurt, it's terribly numb.

Mu Xia sandwiched the phone between her legs and stomach, her face was against the bed, and she used the soft quilt to hide her little humming.

When the feeling of scratching at the apex of his heart disappeared, Mu Xia took the phone again and replied to Han Qing: [Hmm! 】

She decided.

Han Qingshi just sent Han Shuyan the moon and stars, she didn't care.

Those things hang on the horizon, visible but intangible.

Where is she like her, when Han Qing is there...

Ok.

She coaxed.

----

In the next few days, the sun shone brightly in Mucha's heart.

Whenever she had a chance, she ran to Chen Deping to show her courtesy.

However, he seemed determined and refused to accept her overtures.

Mu Xia struggled to no avail, and Sun Hui had been watching the project closely recently, so he had to put this matter aside for the time being and devote himself to the intense development.

As the day was approaching get off work, Zhang Chi, who was sitting across from Mucha, threw a Sydney loquat throat lozenge to attract her who couldn't move.

Mucha took off the noise-cancelling headphones, sat up, and asked him through the baffle, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Chi raised his hand and pointed to his watch, "At six o'clock, submit the code and daily report quickly."

Mucha looked down.

The heart said so fast.

She bit down on the half-disassembled lozenges, quickly saved the code, and wrote the daily report.

All done, exactly six o'clock.

Everyone packed up their things and got ready for get off work.

A few singles got together to discuss where to go to play later.

The loose atmosphere is not at all like a programmer who has to sit on the beacon tower halfway up the Great Wall and work overtime.

This is also a major advantage of joint management.

The Hezhong R&D Center clearly stipulates that before the date of release of the version, or in the later stage of project delivery, overtime is absolutely not mandatory.

It is said that such a domineering rule was proposed by Yan Wei himself, and it is considered a strange flower in software companies.

However, it is precisely because Yan Wei knows how to properly release employees' freedom, and is willing to give bonuses at the end of the year. Sun Hui and Li Zheng, who are also well-known in the country, are willing to work for him as a "little black workshop" Work hard.

However, this kind of freedom is not what she wants.

"Hey." Mucha closed the computer, and sighed with his chin on the table like a boneless one.

Zhang Chi just stood up, and saw her looking unlovable, and asked with a smile, "Why do you sigh when you get off work? Today is Friday, and the two-day long holiday is coming, shouldn't you be happy?"

Mu Xia lay still on his stomach, and when he spoke, his head moved up and down according to the movement of his mouth. "The time when I work most efficiently is at night. Our company does not work overtime, which means that it consumes more than half of my combat power."

"What nonsense." Li Zheng passed by from behind, used a folder to remove the little yellow duck stuck on Mu Xia's head, and said helplessly, "Be considerate of us old people with families and houses. They also go from nine to ten, not only have to kneel down on the keyboard when they get home, but also have to be pointed at by their noses and scolded by their wives for taking the car and horses to the post."

Mucha sat up and said "hehe" twice, but did not refute.

Programmers have a special profession, and there are no real rest days.

When a call comes from business or operation and maintenance, even if you are squatting in the toilet, you have to immediately fix the bug in a hot spot.

This determines that their contributions to the family do not need to consider other than money.

Take the words of a great god in the forum-I earn a million dollars a year, but I still live like a dog.My son couldn't see me before going to bed, and he still couldn't see me when he woke up. Last week, I went to hold a parent-teacher meeting for him, and he warmly called me uncle.

If things go on like this, the status of the family is bound to get lower and lower.

As far as Mu Xia knew, even a great professor of Chen Deping's level had been scolded by his wife, looking extremely humble and helpless.

But being single like her, she really enjoys the joy of working overtime.

"Where did you buy the little duck on your head?" Li Zheng asked.

Mu Xia glanced up, "I don't know, sister Xiaochun came over this afternoon and stuck it on my head, what do you want?"

"If you want it, I will." Li Zheng said tongue-twistertingly, "My girl likes this kind of gadget."

"Then I'll give it to you." Mu Xia said and picked the little yellow duck for Li Zheng, and said goodbye to him by the way.

As soon as the people left, Mucha was once again surrounded by the desolation of having nothing to do.

Others are either looking for a wife, or falling in love, or even single dogs can keep each other warm.

What about her...

Not to mention.

Inadvertently glanced at the desk calendar on the table.

Mucha took it over and turned a page forward.

Really time is like water.

It has been more than two weeks since she was expelled from the school by Chen Deping.

In other words, she hadn't seen Han Qingshi for more than two weeks.

No WeChat, no phone calls.

Occasionally chatting with the front-end Fang Xu on the GN side, I can hear some news about Han Qingshi from him.

Said that she was invited to participate in a certain network technology summit, and the speech for more than two hours was completely unscripted.

Said that the government-enterprise project with Mr. Chi has been signed for a period of ten years. It aims to promote urban economic development rather than individual profit. It is another milestone breakthrough in the development of GN.

Speaking of the completion of the GN South China Industrial Park, she attended the listing ceremony.

Said that as long as there is no business, the lights in her office will be on until after 10 o'clock.

……

It only takes a few seconds to say these words, but it takes a lot of energy and time to do them.

Han Qingshi obviously has no superpowers, but in just two weeks, he did something that Mu Xia could not do in his life.

She lay on the table with her mobile phone in front of her eyes, poked Han Qingshi's WeChat profile picture with her finger, raised her voice, and whispered, "Why are you so powerful, ah!"

The phone was poked and fell down, hitting the tip of his nose.

Mucha cried out in surprise and sat up, suddenly feeling his nose sore.

No matter how powerful it is, what's the use if it's not life?

Mucha had no intention of continuing to ink, packed up his things, and went downstairs slowly to take the subway.

It was suddenly cold in November.

In the evening, the wind blows.

Mucha lingered in the door for a while.

Barely make enough mental preparations.

She wrapped her clothes tightly and plunged into the twilight.

----

It was past 7 o'clock in the evening when Mucha returned to school.

Several roommates are there.

The winter wind has brought these women who are afraid of the cold back to being single. Well, maybe online dating is more suitable.

Each person holds a mobile phone, either video or voice.

Mu Xia passed behind the head of the house without asking, she automatically and consciously put her chin on her shoulder, smiled at the honest boy on the phone, and said sweetly: "Hi brother-in-law."

Then there is the eldest sister.

sequentially down.

After laughing, the single dog, oh no, the single wooden man is numb.

She didn't want to hang around under the lemon tree all the time, so she took the card and ran to the first floor, and retaliated by ordering everything that could be bought in the vending machine.

Not even sanitary napkins.

However, the moment she paid, not only did she not experience the pleasure of consumption, she even felt a faint sense of desolation.

The money was gone, but the person who could keep her warm this winter didn't know where it was.

These are all human sufferings.

Mucha sighed flamboyantly, and went upstairs with the big and small bags in his coat.

Walking to the second floor, several familiar voices came from above.

Han Shuyan and their dormitory.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Mucha slowed down and kept a safe distance from them.

Make sure you can't hit it, but the sound can't be avoided.

"Yan Yan, this notebook is the latest high-end thin and light machine. It has an i9 full screen, and the solid state drive is only two T. I remember it is very expensive." Qian Xiaodie said in surprise.

Han Shuyan still had the usual indifferent tone, "Sixty thousand."

Qian Xiaodie, "Sure enough, it's a luxury I can't afford in my life."

Qian Xiaodie felt distressed when she thought of her assembled antique machine.

Let’s look at Han Shuyan again, Microsoft only changed in June, and within half a year, it will soon be a new model.

The gap between people is too big.

"Yan Yan, you said you wanted this, so she just bought it for you?" Qian Xiaodie asked, "I never asked you. What's your relationship? Why is she treating you so well?"

Han Shuyan didn't really want to talk, so the answer was naturally perfunctory, "It doesn't matter."

Mucha downstairs curled her lips and answered silently.

Yes, it's just a piece of white moonlight that you can't catch up with.

I am not sour.

I am coaxed.

I don't like a broken computer worth 6 yuan.

and so!

After two weeks of not showing up, Han Qingshi only thought about buying a computer for Han Shuyan? ! ! !

Mu Xia swayed like an old lady and suddenly stopped.

He stared at the stairs and gritted his teeth, his expression extremely terrifying.

"Student, is this yours?" A girl came up from behind, saw something dropped by Mu Xia's feet, and asked her to help pick it up.

Mucha didn't look up, "I'll see you off."

Girl, "..." Give her a pack of sanitary napkins?

Mucha's anger came and went quickly.

Thinking of Han Qing's busyness, he was like a discouraged ball, rubbing the soles of his feet on the ground, and dawdling towards the dormitory sullenly.

Wait for her to go back.

Except for Le Qian, several others are still talking about the video.

Mucha didn't bother, and threw the bought things into the small cabinet under the desk, tore open a bag, and mechanically stuffed it into his mouth.

Next door, Le Qian was doing homework. Hearing the sound of clicking, she stretched out her hand and said, "Give me some."

Mucha, "Okay."

She squatted in front of the cabinet, picked and picked for a long time, and gave Le Qian a pack of tomato-flavored potato chips that she hated the most.

Then start counting down in my heart, three, two, one...

"What a crazy smell!" Le Qian spit it out, took the cup and ran to the water room to rinse her mouth.

Mucha leaned back against the back of the chair, swinging the stool leisurely.

After shaking for a few times, Mucha let out a "no energy" from his lips with a numb face.

She put down the stool with a 'boom' sound, took out her mobile phone and ran to Weibo to find excitement.

Unexpectedly calm today.

No celebrity was picked up, and there was no social news that ruined the three views as an ambassador of justice for her.

There is a hot search about GN'core'.

Affected by the general environment, there has been a shortage of global chip resources recently, and there is no market for prices. Many industries have therefore reduced production or even stopped production.

GN's announcement of new chip patents at this time undoubtedly brought a respite to the tense chip economy.

As said in the hot comments, behind GN's silence is not disappearance, but a shocking breakthrough.

When Han Qing was in power, she was at the helm of 'Silence'.

After the silence broke out, Wave continued her busy life calmly.

Unrelated passers-by may praise her for being awesome, and those who need her will only be grateful for her moment.

No one cares how many days and nights she has spent for this.

All the remaining awkwardness in Mucha's heart dissipated.

She quit Weibo, opened the browser and entered Han Qingshi's name.

She wanted to see what other people called Han Qingshi.

There are very few frontal photos of Han Qingshi on the Internet, and occasionally one or two photos are not high-definition.

Encyclopedia is a back view, with very little personal information.

Complete only birthday.

"November 11."

It turns out that Han Qingshi's birthday is next Friday next week.

So close.

"Mumu!" Le Qian wiped away the tomato smell in her mouth, ran back and patted Mucha on the shoulder, and said loudly, "What are you doing? I told you not to say anything."

Mucha quickly returned to the desktop, flipped down the phone, turned around and said, "I'm watching gossip on Weibo, but I didn't hear it, what's wrong?"

Le Qian, "Isn't tomorrow a holiday? Zhang Chi asked me out to play, so come with me."

Mucha hesitated.

As long as she switched to computers, she made light bulbs for Le Qian and Zhang Chi.

Now, I kind of want to be a good person.

"No." Mucha said, "Let's not sleep together in the future, so as not to make my brother-in-law jealous."

Le Qian, "He's almost ass-eating, so you just say whether to go or not."

Mucha was categorical, "I won't go."

Le Qian narrowed her eyes, suspicious, "Are you trying to do something secretly behind my back?"

Mu Xia's eyes flashed, and he bumped the phone back with his arm on the table, and said, "Does it count as writing code behind your back?"

"No, even if you sit in front of me and write, I don't want to read it."

After tricking Le Qian away, Mu Xia turned on her phone and checked Han Qingshi's birthday again with the calendar.

Then I found the wechat of the big brother and sent him a message.

----

On the next Saturday, Han Qingshi worked non-stop.

I took Zhao Jiahui to inspect the chip factory early in the morning, and had a quick lunch with the workers along the way.

It's already 1:[-] pm.

After passing through the northern suburbs, the two were unsurprisingly blocked in the North Second Ring Road, where roads were built all the year round.

"Mr. Han, take a break. It will take at least half an hour to get to the company." Zhao Jiahui said.

Han Qing flew back to China early this morning, and hurried to the factory after a few hours of sleep. After a busy morning, his body couldn't hold on.

Han Qing said 'hmm', and instead of closing his eyes, he turned his head and looked out the car window.

People float when they are extremely tired.

Drowsy but not normal to fall asleep.

The northern suburbs have developed rapidly in the past few years. After the government building was moved here, it was even better. In less than three years, there have been earth-shaking changes.

Think back to the year when I was still in school here.

After leaving the second ring road, it is basically a wasteland.

Now there are large shopping malls and exquisite shops everywhere.

And Yang Yan's favorite cake shop...

Han Qingshi's idle eyes froze when he caught sight of the familiar figure in the cake shop.

ability.

After more than ten days, I have learned to feed cakes by myself.

"Jiahui." Han Qing said coldly, "Notify Hezhong, send someone to GN to report the progress of the project at 02:30 in the afternoon. It doesn't need to be too formal, just the little engineer surnamed Mu."

Zhao Jiahui could hear the displeasure in Han Qingshi's tone.

First reaction, when did Mucha offend Han Qingshi?

It should be quite a crime.

After calming down, Zhao Jiahui said, "Okay."

A few minutes later, Mucha, who was learning how to make cakes and had a breakdown, received a call from Li Zheng. She was so angry that she beat an extra egg, and said angrily, "Work overtime, right? I'll add you an egg yolk!"

Not far away, the boss had just been fed a failed cake comparable to dark cooking by Mucha, and was worryingly taking his own blood pressure.

Seeing Mu Xia's grim expression, she forced herself to come over and said, "Xiao Mu, although you are my younger brother's junior junior sister, I may still have to explain the ugly words to you first."

Mu Xia became obedient in seconds, "Yeah, tell me."

"Wait for me a while." The boss took a sip of warm water to renew his life, and then began with the words "human life is at stake", ordering Mucha not to ask anyone in the store to try cakes for a short time.

Mu Xia counseled, "Okay, okay. By the way, I may not be able to continue studying today. I just received a call from the leader, asking me to go to Party A's father to work overtime immediately."

The boss immediately beamed with joy, "Go quickly, I'll take off your apron for you."

Mucha, "..."

Do you want to make it so obvious that you dislike her?

Didn't she just have a lack of talent, didn't she just eat a bite of cake, which made the boss almost spit out her intestines?

Forget it, being a man is enough.

It was originally a temporary help from the elder brother, but the boss didn't think she was wasting, and he was already very magnanimous.

Within 5 minutes, Mucha picked up his bag and left under the happy gaze of the boss.

Fortunately, she has the habit of bringing a computer with her when she goes out, otherwise she would have to go back to school first.

Mucha thought.

The subway is smooth all the way.

Mucha managed to reach GN before 02:30.

Seeing Yan Yan, the latter looked confused, "I didn't ask you to work overtime."

Mu Xia looked dull.

Could it be that she was learning to make the top of the cake and had hallucinations?

"Mu Gong." Mu Xia was in the vicissitudes of life, and Zhao Jiahui's voice suddenly came from behind, "Come with me, President Han is looking for you."

Han Qingshi? !

Mucha's cloudy mood instantly turned into a clear sky, and the joy on his face couldn't be hidden.

She didn't realize it herself, and only vaguely knew that when she could see Han Qing, it would not be too difficult to work overtime until tomorrow morning.

Zhao Jiahui took Mu Xia upstairs.

"This is Mr. Han's office." Zhao Jiahui stood in front of the two closed wooden doors and said, "Mr. Han ordered you to come and go directly to her."

Mucha nodded politely, "Thank you, sister Jiahui."

"You're welcome, I still have something to do, so I won't take you with me."

"Well, you are busy first."

Watching Zhao Jiahui leave.

Mu Xia tightened the straps of his backpack, took a deep breath, and gently pushed open the door of Han Qingshi's office.

It was very quiet inside.

Mu Xia looked around, but did not see Han Qingshi's figure.

She walked in suspiciously.

Walking to the center, he finally saw Han Qing lying sideways on the sofa.

Eyes closed, as if asleep.

Mucha hesitated.

The people who called her over are all asleep. Is she still working overtime?

Add it.

Come here.

Knowing that he and Han Qing were the only ones in this spacious office, Mu Xia looked around cautiously, and then walked towards Han Qing with light steps.

Go to the sofa and stand still.

squat.

Mu Xia looked at Han Qingshi unscrupulously from a very close distance.

As she fell asleep, she breathed steadily, her brows were gentle, and there was no trace of arrogance or aggression.

This tranquility is more beautiful than usual.

Especially lips with light lipstick.

Squeeze together naturally, lip color moist.

The corners of her lips were still curled up, looking obedient.

The thickness is also moderate, a little more vulgar, a little less and it looks petty.

Mucha has always known that Han Qingshi was beautiful.

It was only today that I discovered that she has used her natural aesthetics to the extreme, and she can capture the attention of others without making a fuss.

Mucha lost his mind and approached unconsciously.

Inch by inch.

The scorching breath gradually wrapped around Han Qing's calm breathing.

The author has something to say: After writing this chapter, I went to read the data recorded by the pigeon scientist for a week... It should be because I broke down writing it, so Riwan’s thoughts are put on hold for the time being, and I’m going to read the previous article

thanks, bow~

PS I suffered from insomnia last night, and a flash of inspiration came to my mind, and I made a decision to write this book!I want to write scumbags!Ask for a favorite

Title: "Stars in the Sky"

Copywriter:

The first time Qi Xi met Meng Qingrang was at an electronic exhibition in Shanghai.

Qi Xi was an exhibitor, and Meng Qingrang came to visit and asked her to explain the company's products to him by name.

after.

Meng Qingrang asked for her WeChat and said that if there was a chance, he would seek cooperation with her.

Qi Xi only talks face to face, so just listen to it.

Unexpectedly, a month later, she actually received a WeChat message from Meng Qingrang, inviting her to dinner.

That night, Meng Qingrang fulfilled his promise and gave her a big order that could cover the whole year's sales.

Qi Xi was grateful, but never thought of taking care of herself.

So when the relationship between the two developed from Party A to Party B into regular lovers, Qi Xi told herself repeatedly - don't fall in love with Meng Qingrang, don't fall in love with that fickle woman who has no fixed heart.

But in the end, she still couldn't resist Meng Qingrang's casual care and overtures.

Later, he quickly found a reason to leave her.

That day, Qi Xi received an invitation.

Festive bright red.

Open it and it's a wedding invitation.

Protagonist: Meng Qingrang and a man.

Read the instructions:

●1v1, he, chasing wife crematorium

●She is like the stars and the moon in the sky, and also the four seasons in the world.It is also far and near.