Han Yu

Chapter 94 Good Night

It's time to show your loyalty.

Chen Liang swore, "I can go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​fire for you."

Han Fang choked him back with one sentence, "This line doesn't suit me, change it."

Chen Liang: "..."

He had been blank with Han Fang for so many years, and racked his brains but couldn't think of anything to talk about with the other party, so he could only continue what he said just now: "How do you want to use me?"

Han Fang gave a strange look, "Why do I think you look forward to it?"

He also had a bad premonition that his spine was chilling.

Chen Liang smiled sincerely: "My goal has always been to be someone you value."

Even if it is used, it is good. If there is no use value, I am afraid that this person will not even look at me.

Chen Liang fully understood Han Fang's nature, he was such a heartless creature with a miraculous genetic structure.

Of course, Han Fang still has advantages. He is frank and straight-forward and unambiguous, which makes people love and hate... can't get up.

However, Han Fang also simply ignored what he didn't want to understand, and made a long story short, "I'm a little inconvenient now."

Chen Liang turned around.

While Han Fang didn't know why, the latter's deep voice drifted over, "Go ahead, I won't watch it."

Han Fang almost kicked but couldn't hold back to kick over.

Resisting the impulse, he restrained himself and said, "I don't mean this."

Chen Liang turned around and looked at Han Fang belatedly, his face blushed, and he felt that his whole body would become bad if he met him. Not just a dime.

Han Fang doesn't like stupid people, especially those who only treat him stupidly.

But Chen Liang was an exception.

Of the kind he's particularly impatient with.

Han Fang felt that if the delay continued, the people waiting outside would probably think that he was constipated, so he made excuses to come in to deliver papers, and was too lazy to chat nonsense with Chen Liang for a while, "I'm in a bit of trouble."

He said.

"I need a little help from you."

His face is fair and delicate, as if it is not stained with dust, his eyebrows and eyes are still as soft as before, less childish, and more inexplicably amazing.

Chen Liang hadn't experienced that kind of heartbeat feeling for a long time, he vaguely thought of a word, first love?

Is this the feeling?

His heart skipped a beat, he only did this to Han Fang.

The corners of Chen Liang's eyes and brows were subconsciously soft, and he nodded because of the feeling that he hadn't been throbbing for a long time.

So Han Fang laughed.

Omg, it's finally done.

He finally didn't have to get up every day to visit the art exhibition.

Jin Jiyan is also ruthless. Although monitoring and listening equipment is readily available and additional manpower has been sent, in order to prevent the possibility of accidents, Han Fang found that the other party did not know where to hide his passport and ID card.

There's no use hiding it.

It's not like he didn't have a copy.

...but all he had was a copy.

Han Fang was puzzled by Jin Jiyan's painstaking efforts, and he thought of Qiao Yu again.

They are also human beings, so why is the latter so easy to deal with?

Mystery.

Han Fang began to miss Qiao Yu, the only good thing about Qiao Yu was that he was easily deceived.

What he says, what he listens to.

Jin Jiyan, who had already returned to his native land, refused to let Han Fang go, so he called Han Fang at the right time, and after the daily communication, he was so busy that he could still manage the time carefully. Even if it wasn't a fixed time, it wouldn't be a rest time that would disturb Han Fang.

Jin Jiyan likes to call Han Fang before going to bed, and his time is accurate, Han Fang is surprised, isn't he very busy when he returns to China, why he still has so much free time to call.

He didn't know that the other party was processing the documents in an orderly manner while chatting with him about ordinary trivial matters. Although the corners of his eyes and brows were tired, they were soft and filled with a kind of happiness.

Jin Jiyan felt like a flower was blooming in his heart, and he couldn't help but want to water it with his heart. Once he was far away, he began to worry. A flower he cared for so carefully, he didn't know if he left Will he suffer a little damage? Just thinking about it makes him eager to see Han Fang, but he can't see it, so he can just listen to the other party's voice, full of vigor and vitality, but With a kind of laziness and disdain.

It seems that a kind of aura belonging to Han Fang is quietly invading his life. Jin Jiyan unexpectedly does not reject it, but is also very happy, but he knows that Han Fang will never like it, even the daily phone calls He didn't even bother to perfuse him with a word over there, and his daily communication was almost the same as daily interrogation, with a well-organized question and answer.

Han Fang felt that Jin Jiyan was boring, and the questions were exactly the same every day, what did he eat today, did he have afternoon tea, what cakes did he eat, did he like it...

In the end, I would like to add a sentence in a leisurely manner, how do you feel today?

Jin Jiyan was enjoying Han Fang's answer. He could imagine the scene through the tone of the other party. The other party probably frowned in dissatisfaction, and looked bored, answering his question casually and lazily... Jin Ji Yan's fingers moved, wanting to caress the other's black hair with some nostalgia.

It's a pity that people are not in sight.

Jin Jiyan sighed regretfully, and the pen smoothly slid across the paper, leaving a line of handwriting, and Han Fang's voice paused, "Why are you sighing?"

Jin Jiyan's hand holding the pen followed the sentence he asked, and paused for a while, he lowered his eyes and found that there was a small ink dot on the paper because of his pause for a few seconds.

But this is not a detail worthy of attention and attention.

There was also a small dot of ink on Jin Jiyan's heart, and she even trembled slightly, giving rise to an unknown feeling.

His voice was a little dry, because he had been busy for a long time and didn't think about drinking a glass of water, "Did you hear that?"

"Yes." Han Fang said.

Silence fell between them again.

Originally there was nothing to talk about, one asked and one answered, and the other did not ask, then the topic would be over. Han Fang opened his mouth and was about to say something, Jin Jiyan said with a premonition: "I just sighed because There are too many things."

The answer was blunt and clumsy, and Han Fang didn't know how to proceed. After oh, Jin Jiyan followed closely, "How was your afternoon?"

Han Fang's answer was beyond his expectation. He didn't drink afternoon tea and eat some snacks as perfunctory as usual, but brought another kind of angry color, "I went to the garden in the afternoon and saw a flower blooming. When I was bitten by a bug, I reached out and flicked it away."

"..." Jin Jiyan boasted, "It's awesome."

So Han Fang became interested in something else, and instead of being too lazy to perfuse Jin Jiyan, he told Jin Jiyan with great interest how he observed sparrows shitting.

This... this topic... Jin Jiyan couldn't hold back anymore. He wondered if Han Fang was too boring. He could only stay in the same place all day long, so he could only observe the surrounding scenery boringly, even bored. To observe sparrows shitting.

Jin Jiyan was heartbroken.

"...I'll be back soon," he said.

Come back with you.

A deep feeling of pity ignited in his heart.

Han Fang paused, "...Why, you also want to see sparrows shit."

Jin Jiyan: "..."

He found that his sympathy was halfway there, and he had a tendency to feel sympathetic.

Han Fang didn't hear Jin Jiyan's answer, and automatically switched to his default mode, and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that you look so well-dressed, and the inside is so close to nature."

Jin Jiyan: "..."

Forget it, he'll be happy.

So Jin Jiyan said: "Yes."

Han Fang said oh.

He stiffly realized that the conversation with the other party might not be able to continue again. Jin Jiyan racked his brains to save him, but it was the first time that Han Fang had said a few more words to him. Ji Yan finally thought of a good way, coughed and said, "I have a little cold recently."

"Why didn't you tell me yesterday?"

"..." Jin Ji Yanyuan said: "Because I only found out today."

"A runny nose?"

...Is this direction wrong?

Jin Jiyan was a little puzzled, the other party shouldn't have asked him to sleep with more quilts at night, and asked him to wear more clothes when it was cold, so why did he jump to this question.

Jin Jiyan coughed and said.

Then Han Fang asked, "Where's the medicine?"

"I do not want to eat."

Young Master Jin poked his heart secretly and waited for Young Master Han to come and persuade him to drink medicine, and cared about him.

He is really dreaming.

Han Fang mumbled, "But if you don't take the medicine, you will have a runny nose."

Young Master Jin is looking forward to condolences from Young Master Han.

"If you have a runny nose for a long time, it seems to be bad for your nose."

……kindness?

"Do you want to be a gorilla?"

Jin Jiyan: "..."

He said slowly, "I remember."

"Well, if you are sick, you have to take medicine, just remember."

Han Fang yawned, Jin Jiyan noticed and asked, "Have you drank milk?"

"Yeah, I drank early today, and I'm a little sleepy."

It was originally intended to help sleep, Jin Jiyan thought regretfully that the time should be picked up earlier next time, and he still wanted to chat with the other party for a while, then Han Fang said: "Then good night."

Good night then.

Jin Jiyan's heart softened for no reason, and the emotions of reluctance and itch gradually expanded in his heart, and his tone subconsciously softened a little, "Don't hang up."

Han Fang, who was about to hang up the phone, was about to move around, "?"

"Sleep with the car on." Jin Jiyan said, "I'll accompany you."

"I don't need your company."

"Then you accompany me."

Today's Jin Jiyan is a bit headstrong.

Han Fang was also a little surprised, "What can I bring with you?"

Jin Jiyan's voice was calm and powerful to cover up his unreasonable troubles, "Your breath."

...Sooner or later, he will have to suffocate Jin Jiyan.

Han Fang, "Your request is a bit vexatious, I don't want to agree."

Jin Jiyan nodded, even though the other party couldn't see, "I allow you to treat me as mentally handicapped today."

Very well, Han Fang will not refuse the unreasonable request of the mentally retarded.

The time difference is different. While Han Fang was sleeping, Jin Jiyan had to work hard, but he amplified his phone to the maximum to capture the faint sound of breathing.

He was suddenly satisfied and happy.

Han Fang.

I'll tell you a little secret.

Every call I make before you go to bed is to say good night to you.

May I have no dreams tonight, may I dream of you tonight.

good night.

Dear.

The author has something to say: [Small Theater]

Jin Jiyan was a little puzzled, the other party shouldn't have asked him to sleep with more quilts at night, and asked him to wear more clothes when it was cold, so why did he jump to this question.

Han Fang: It seems like your mother would say that, right?

Jin Jiyan: ...

[Today there are small spicy strips]

[The author has something to say]

I said it will end tomorrow, are you surprised?

I have been in a bad state for the past few days. From the day when I had a fever to now, I have intermittent colds, sore throat and runny nose. You can imagine the scene where I put a pack of facial tissues to sniff my nose while typing and sleeping, and then I feel that the writing is actually broken. , Every time I open the comments the next day after the update, I have to be mentally prepared, and I will open it after the construction is completed. Although I don’t know how many times I have said it, I still need to emphasize, true love!

Every time I update it, I don't open it for a second time... unless I catch bugs.

Well I sniffed again.

Well, I may break a few times recently to nourish my mind and spirit, but it is only possible

good night little angels