Xia He found a small rug, spread it behind the sofa, and then leaned against the sofa with his computer in his arms and began to write the planning of his project.

Sometimes the room was so quiet that only the sound of them typing, and sometimes Zheng Ran would answer one or two phone calls, Xia He felt that if Fang Zeyu was here, would it be a little different.

Just when she was distracted, her mobile phone vibrate, and in order not to disturb Zheng Ran's work, she put her mobile phone on silent.

The call was from Wei Hong, Xia He hesitated, stood up and walked to the study, and only picked up the phone after closing the door.

"What's wrong?" Xia He opened the window of the study, and the breeze poured into the room, blowing the papers on the desk all over the place.

It didn't seem to say goodbye to her last night, Xia He pinched his brows, how sluggish Wei Hong is!

"Why are you leaving, don't tell me!" Wei Hong seemed to be yelling at the phone, and the sound of someone asking her to eat more in the background.

"How are you hurt?" Xia He didn't want to talk so much nonsense with her, at that time, Wei Hong's eyes were full of her brother, and he still paid attention to himself.

"Oh, it's not serious, it's just that it's not convenient to take a shower. Wei Hong was also aggrieved.

"There are too many small wounds, and now they are painful and itchy. ”

Xia He leaned on the desk, flipped through those books for a while, the books in the study were all management things, and there were some old documents, which should be destroyed, but he put them out openly.

"Oh, then put up with it for a few days, anyway, you won't get hair if you don't take a shower for a few days. Xia He gently scratched her wound, Wei Hong didn't say that it was okay, but she felt a little itchy when she said it. Dream Literature Network

"It won't grow hair, but it will stink!" Wei Hong rushed to the phone for another burst of output.

Xia He took the phone a little farther away, plucked out his ears, and then said slowly: "There are so many people under your brother, I don't believe that there is no one you can send." ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and then a faint voice came: "I want to send my brother." ”

Then Wei Hong made another 180-degree turn: "But I don't dare." ”

If Wei Hong was in front of her, Xia He would really want to pinch her neck and stun her, Wei Hong is not afraid of heaven and earth, how can he be reserved here with her eldest brother, it is not like Wei Hong at all!

"You're like this now, I don't believe he can do anything to you. Xia He was extremely speechless, although she didn't know what Wei Hong's feelings for Wei Wenhui were, what else was there besides looking up, these vague things, she didn't see them clearly enough, so she didn't dare to make conclusions.

"Don't believe it, he really dares to do anything to me, this time because it's Ah Zhong's matter, I can handle it well, so he is not sure what to do, if it is normal, whether I am injured or not, I will definitely have to repair it." Wei Hong took a soft breath, she seemed to remember the old picture that had been repaired for a long time.

Xia He covered his mouth and smiled silently, in fact, the excitement is also something that many people can't want.

She has been a young lady quietly for more than 20 years, so when she saw Wei Hong surrounded in the crowd, she rushed in without hesitation.

She doesn't want to move forward like this all the time, it's too depressing, it's stormy, at least the exciting heartbeat can make her more sure that she is alive now, real.

"You're honest, you won't die no matter how much you toss it. Xia He rarely chatted with Wei Hong like this, I don't know why, although there was a certain distance, but his mood changed inexplicably.