Slag

It was about two months before I saw Han Qiushi again. At an event that Lin Jian attended, Han Qiushi actually came on stage as a company representative, and took a group photo with Lin Jian with two other men who were over [-] years old.

Lin Jian almost lost his expression control the moment he saw this person on stage, he took two steps back, and was pushed back inadvertently by the host.

Lin Jian had to face Han Qiushi's eyes staring at him, but the latter looked at ease, came over and shook hands with Lin Jian like old friends meeting each other, and then beckoned the other two to stand up too.

After taking the group photo, the other two left the stage, and the host left Han Qiushi on stage.

The host laughed and said, "I didn't expect to see Xiao Han in this way... Oh no, it should be Mr. Han."

Han Qiushi said: "It's good to just call him Xiao Han, not everyone calls him that."

Lin Jian, who was sandwiched between the host and Han Qiushi, took another step back, and the host pulled him back calmly, and continued, "Then I'll call you Xiao Han. The suit Xiao Han is wearing today is quite handsome. You are too suitable for wearing a black suit, this outfit looks like a cold and domineering president, do you consider returning to everyone's field of vision and giving fans the benefits of feasting their eyes?"

Han Qiushi turned his eyes away from Lin Jian, and replied officially: "If there is a chance, but the work is still too busy."

The host turned to face the audience, and began to cue from Han Qiushi's suit to the brand side.

Taking advantage of this advertising time, Han Qiushi stood next to Lin Jian like a human figure, and slightly turned his body. The distance between the two people's shoulders can only fit a piece of paper at most.

"Are you busy recently?" Han Qiushi asked.

With his normal social tone, Lin Jian put down his guard a little bit, and replied with no expression: "It's okay."

"I see that your schedule is so full, if your body..."

Sure enough, a sentence or two can still be a normal social interaction, and if you talk too much, you will reveal your true colors.

Lin Jian glanced over his face, which was close at hand, and smiled mockingly: "Are you spying on me again?"

Han Qiushi looked at him, but before he could answer, the host came back to the cue process.

There was also a live broadcast of this offline event online. Han Qiushi listened to the host's introduction, and the depressed expression on his face that was temporarily confiscated was clearly seen by the live broadcast camera.

Lin Jian stood on the other side of the host, euphemistically saying that he could hear more clearly.

Normal activities usually last about one and a half hours, and the combined time of the two of them on stage does not exceed 10 minutes, and Han Qiushi has no time to say a word.

Until the end of the event, he sat and waited in Lin Jian's lounge early, with a cold face all the time, while the assistant sat beside him awkwardly and reminded: "The meeting is about to start in one hour, this time I made this trip specially, if I miss it, it will be a big loss.”

Han Qiushi gave a "hmm" and said, "No rush."

The assistant looked at his boss wearing that high-end black suit, and the way he sat there looked really luxurious, but he had been with Han Qiu for a long time, and he was a lunatic who would go crazy indirectly.

When he thought about how many security guards would need to hold him down when he went crazy, and the old director forced him to shut him up at home for a few days before he could come back to normal, he felt that the feeling of being extravagant was not enough to describe Han Qiushi.

The moment the door of the lounge was pushed open, Han Qiushi saw the person who walked in first through the mirror, and the expression on his face changed instantly.

"Are you back? Let's have dinner together tonight?"

When Lin Jian saw him, his footsteps paused for a moment, but it was not obvious. He walked over, picked up a bottle of water, unscrewed it, and took a sip.

The whole process was as if he hadn't seen the person in the lounge, let alone heard this sentence.

The assistant was sweating in embarrassment.

Han Qiushi was quite at ease, and said to himself: "If I remember correctly, we haven't seen each other for a long time. We've been friends for such a long time. It's not too much to have a meal together."

Lin Jian's accompanying staff reminded: "Hello, this is Mr. Lin Jian's personal lounge, without permission..."

Han Qiushi glanced at him, without saying a word, the staff subconsciously shut up.

When I came back to my senses, I had already missed the opportunity to speak.

Lin Jian said to the staff: "You guys go to rest and leave me alone."

Han Qiushi turned his head and said to his assistant, "You should go out too."

"Mr. Han, it's really too late. It will take half an hour by car anyway." The assistant wiped his sweat.

Han Qiushi nodded, looking easy to speak: "Go out."

"You should go too." Lin Jian sat down and looked at Han Qiushi through the mirror.

Han Qiushi smiled and said, "I'm not leaving. It's hard for me to see you."

"Every time I see you, you are more annoying than the last time." Lin Jian said.

Han Qiushi raised his eyebrows, gritted his teeth lightly, forced the corners of his mouth that could not help but want to go down, and he didn't know whether he was answering Lin Jian or comforting himself and said, "It's okay, I'm just an annoying person. You hate me, you already don't like me so much, so it's nothing if you hate me a little more."

Lin Jian was left speechless by this shameless answer.

"Go out if you have nothing to do. I really don't want to meet someone I hate."

When he laughed at himself and said that he was the person Lin Jian hated, at most he felt sad, and Lin Jian stamped himself and told him again "Yes, I just hate you very much", this feeling is fatal.

In an instant, he felt that his internal organs were being grasped and kneaded. The uncomfortable feeling and the sore nose made him feel sick.

"I don't want it." Han Qiushi couldn't hold back, and broke his defense for a moment. When he realized, the three words with a nasal sound like a baby had already blurted out, and he frowned and quickly made up for himself: "I just want to invite you." Is it too much for you to have a meal?"

"I refuse, I don't want to eat with someone who is unappetizing."

Han Qiushi looked at Lin Jian in the mirror for a long time, took a deep breath, and said, "But I haven't come to see you for a long, long, long time, and I have endured it for so long, so let me reward you." Can't you have a meal?"

Lin Jian thought this man's theory was ridiculous.

He couldn't help laughing, "Don't you think you're ridiculous? It's your business if you want to chase me, and it's your business if you want to like me. Why, you want me to send you the best suitor Is it a certificate of merit? Could it be that you really think I lack you?"

Han Qiushi grabbed the corner of his clothes, the suit should not be wrinkled, and it would be very obvious when it was wrinkled.

He looked down at that crease, and suddenly felt that it was as glaring as the damage he caused Lin Jian back then.

"Shu Yi has gone crazy, and he is about to enter a mental hospital." Han Qiushi said suddenly.

Lin Jian laughed, "Congratulations to him. But whether he is going to put on the film under the overpass or stay in a mental hospital, it has nothing to do with me."

Han Qiushi said: "I will make everyone involved in that year pay the price."

Lin Jian nodded and praised him: "Then you did a good job."

Who wants Lan Xi to be kind to those who have hurt him, this kind of Madonna Lin Jian doesn't have it, he hopes that Han Qiushi's cronies can go to the mental hospital to accompany Shu Yi together.

Han Qiushi said: "In the end, I found out that I was the one who was at fault the most, but I am also a selfish person, and I can't do anything to myself. How about you tell me how I can make myself atone for my sins."

To put it bluntly, this kind of side-by-side questioning is still the phrase "How can you forgive me".

Lin Jian glanced at the time, stood up and said, "Stop joking, who dares to say Mr. Han is guilty? The time is almost up. I have to catch a plane and go back to have dinner with my boyfriend. Let's go first."

The author has something to say:

Grandma, the article you were chasing has been updated, but the author has run away again...

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