Ruan Yu was speechless for a moment.

Sure enough, it is easier to get into trouble when face to face.

She quickly followed up: "I've learned it! There is a report about you on the Internet."

This lie was well concluded, but the problem was that she pushed herself into another pit.

Xu Huaisong asked with a smile: "What do I do?"

The plate of lard rice cake in Ruan Yu's palm suddenly became hot.

She blinked dryly: "It's... the basic understanding of the agent's client, and I also know that Lawyer Liu is a local from Hangzhou City." After that, she handed over the Bai Yingying plate and a pair of silver chopsticks, "Eat while it's hot?"

The topic was really stiff. Xu Huaisong took it with his eyes down and returned to the sofa.

Ruan Yu touched his nose guiltily and sat opposite him.

He was very polite and picked up a piece of rice cake and chewed it carefully. His expression remained unchanged, making people unable to tell whether the food was delicious or not.

Ruan Yu thought secretly, but the next moment he saw him swallowing rice cakes, looked up and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

Is her eyes too eager and too hard? She waved her hand quickly, withdrew her eyes, and then watched as more than a dozen rice cakes were eaten up.

Although he is gentle in eating, his appetite seems not gentle.

Ruan Yu swallowed, took the empty plate back to the kitchen, and when he came back, he saw him flip the documents.

Seeing her coming, he looked up and said, "I haven't seen it yet."

"You..." She paused, "Have you been busy these days?"

"Yeah, I didn't open WeChat."

It turned out that she didn't mean to not reply to the message. She just thought that Xu Huaisong wouldn't be so petty.

Ruan Yu relaxed a little: "Actually, the case is not urgent. After all, the public opinion has almost subsided, and the court is still early. Now there is no use after finishing the anti-palette. You can go back and rest first."

Xu Huaisong didn't say anything, and looked down and continued to look at the documents.

After being polite, she didn't say anything more, but half an hour later, she saw that he closed the information.

Xu Huaisong really couldn't hold on to his eyelids.

He still understands the principles of sustainable development. The future is long, so you can't fish out.

He closed his eyes: "Help me contact Liu Mao to pick me up, I want to sleep for a while."

Ruan Yu said "okay" and sent a message to Liu Mao. He was about to ask him if he wanted to lie on the couch next to him, but when he looked up, he saw that he fell asleep again.

She walked up to him and squatted down, whispering to him: "Lawyer Xu?"

No response.

Lawyers are really a high-energy-consuming profession.

Forget it, tell him to sleep tiltedly. She went to the bedroom to get a freshly washed blanket to cover him. She sat back on the sofa opposite and closed her eyes to rest. When she opened her eyes again, she found that Xu Huaisong was missing.

Oops, she fell asleep too.

The author is indeed a high-energy-consuming profession.

She was about to pick up her phone to see if Xu Huaisong had sent a message, but when she raised her eyes, she first caught a note on the coffee table.

The word "Dragon Flying and Phoenix Dance" - Let's go.

Ruan Yu lowered his head and glanced at the thin blanket on his body, slightly shaking.

Xu Huaisong slept in the hotel until 11 o'clock in the evening and habitually clicked on Ruan Yu's Weibo.

Her Weibo post resumed comments and private messages two days ago, but it has not updated any updates. Now, unexpectedly, he saw a latest content, posted an hour ago.

Wen Xiang: Sorry, "I Want to Bite Your Ears" will probably not be updated again, and the Jinjiang currency will be refunded when it expires. This decision has nothing to do with the previous cyber violence, good night everyone. [Moon]

Xu Huaisong blinked faintly and pulled the comments below.

There were exclamation marks, and they cried and cried, "No, no, big guy" and asked "Why".

Ruan Yu did not answer anyone, but the content of the top comment showed that it was "liked by the blogger", which seemed to have been recognized by her.

Xu Huaisong read the comment, put down his cell phone, opened the window and blew the wind for a while, and finally called: "Come out to drink?"

At one o'clock in the morning, at a quiet terrace near the hotel, Liu Mao held his eyelids and looked around, and snatched the wine glass from Xu Huaisong's hand: "I said you came out to drink without chatting? You drank like this, have you considered that I, a person who has no jet lag, might be sleepy?"

Without the cup in his hand, he changed another one. Xu Huaisong's eyes were already a little drunk, but his mind was barely clear.

He shook the wine, glanced at him, and said, "What are you talking about? Talk about your blind date?"

In exchange for Liu Mao's congestion.

When Xu Huaisong came to Hangzhou last time, Liu Mao explained the origin of his understanding with Ruan Yu. As a result, he was trampled on him all the way.

But he never mentioned his relationship with Ruan Yu word by word.

Liu Mao sighed: "I won't talk about it."

"If I said that, don't slam your chin."

He sniffed: "What a shocking story, can you still ask me to knock my chin in my thirty years old?"

Three minutes later, the silent scattered platform made a "bang".

Liu Mao covered his chin and said, "Even "Deep Love and Rain" was not performed like you."

Xu Huaisong turned his head and smiled, not saying anything.

Liu Mao was stunned for a long time and asked, "Even if you didn't know her feelings at that time, what's wrong with confessing her love? Why don't you say that? You really want to be a good student?"

Xu Huaisong silently and smiled again: "You don't know what happened to my family at that time?"

Liu Mao couldn't answer for a while, and then asked after a while: "What are you thinking now?"

"have no idea."

Xu Huaisong is telling the truth.

Too many years have passed. Reality is not a TV series. The line "eight years later" can be easily described.

In fact, from the moment he first learned the truth to the present, he had never really made it clear.

Whether it is back home or being foolish, it seems like it is being pushed by some force every time.

And he just gave up resistance obediently.

After a long time, he went down with a cup of vodka and said something he would never say when he was awake: "Liu Mao, this feeling is too uncomfortable."

He was not afraid that she hadn't moved, but that she hadn't moved.

What's there to be afraid of unrequited love? I've been thinking about it for so many years. What's scary is that when I look back many years later, someone tells you that you could have been together.

But now, she named the male protagonist of the novel "He Shiqian" to celebrate the passage of time, and she was able to write these things indifferently.

Liu Mao thought for a while and asked, "Do you know what 'fake sex like' means?"

Xu Huaisong glanced at him.

"I have a friend who looked at a girl with a girl shortly after the start of college, but no one said it. When he was about to graduate and heard from others, he realized that the girl also liked him before. The situation was quite similar to you. But guess what happened later?"

He didn't get a response, and he continued to say to himself: "Later he chased after him and insisted on getting along with the girl. It was just the result," he compared his fingers, "and broke up in less than two months. In fact, when the two met each other, they didn't understand each other at all, and they realized that it was not the case. It turned out that they all lived in their imaginations at the beginning."

Xu Huaisong lowered his eyes and drank even harder.

"After that, the friend told me that when she pursued that girl, she was actually completely dominated by obsession. It was a pity to just miss it like this. After breaking up, I realized that it was just a 'fake liking' covered by 'regret'. But it was too late. A secret love that was originally worth remembering, and they also retained the best impression of each other, and gave it to..."

"What do you mean?" Xu Huaisong put down his wine glass with a "slap" and said, "Please leave me?"

Liu Mao choked: "That's not what I mean, I mean..."

Before he could finish his explanation, he saw Xu Huaisong pick up his suit jacket and strode out.

When he finished paying the bill and chased him out, there would be no one outside.

Xu Huaisong had not applied for a domestic number yet, so he had to dial his WeChat voice, and it was connected for a long time.

He asked, "Where are you?"

“In the taxi…”

“Go back to the hotel?”

Xu Huaisong's voice sounded a little chaotic, and he was silent for a long time before he said, "Her family."

At two o'clock in the morning, Ruan Yu got up for a night. Perhaps because she had a sleep during the day, she suddenly became very awake after returning to bed.

She couldn't sleep, so she simply slid on her phone and browsed her circle of friends.

Originally, I didn’t expect anything new to happen, but after refreshing, I saw a circle of friends that was updated not long ago.

Zhikun Liu Mao: I spent time with someone to get drunk late at night. I don’t have any special feelings. I just have one word: vertical, horizontal fold, horizontal, vertical, horizontal, horizontal, horizontal, horizontal.

The accompanying picture is a photo, with a row of vodkas on the picture revealing a dim scattered platform.

Nothing else.

Ruan Yu drew these strokes on the bed sheet and put together the word "深", thinking that Liu Mao looked more interesting than when he first met.
To be continued...