Xia He raised his wrist, the hour hand and the minute hand of the watch just coincided, the neon around lit up one after another, and a sense of loneliness arose.

After getting used to the excitement, she felt that she couldn't go back to the state of being alone, she wanted to be cherished, but she didn't dare to look back.

She was ambivalent and began to see herself clearly.

In fact, she didn't ask anyone, and she didn't have anyone who could be said to be friends at all, but she didn't want to trouble Yao Man, so she just found an excuse casually. Friends can be friends, friends can be comforted, but her heart is unspeakable, and her vulnerability is not to be revealed.

With her high heels on the tiles, the sound of clattering and eroding her senses little by little, isolating her auditory senses, she stood beside the giant fountain and watched the water jets dance to the music and the lights flickered to the beat.

Breathing with the fountain, jumping little by little, breathing in the humid air with your eyes closed, the water droplets tickling when they float on your face, like an elf dancing on your skin.

"What are you doing standing here stupidly?" Chang Qiming's voice came from his head.

Xia He's ears moved, and a voice in her head told her that it was Chang Qiming, but she told herself that it was an auditory hallucination.

"Are you hungry?"

When the sound flew with the droplets, a pair of big hands were placed on the top of Xia He's head. The warm smell with the smell of men's perfume invaded Xia He's reason, and for a moment made her feel a little faint.

Xia He turned her head a little confused, the hand on the top of her head didn't move, and her hair became messy.

Chang Qiming was wearing a pink shirt with two unbuttoned buttons and a small Mickey Mouse pendant around his neck, which looked playful. 168 Books

Some feelings have nowhere to be consumed, complicated with life, empty shells, inexplicable anxiety. She isolated herself, and then let the reality ridicule, she obviously did not remain silent, but the good and the bad will always slowly scatter.

"Old ......" Xia He felt the tip of her nose itching, and the smell of perfume was too strong, like her emotions that had nowhere to put it.

Xia He raised her hand to hug Chang Qiming, her head rubbing in his arms, in fact, she just didn't want to be alone.

Chang Qiming rubbed her head, then put his hand on his side, and hugged Xia He's waist weakly, so that Xia He was satisfied with doing whatever he wanted, and then lowered her head and pushed people away.

"Have you eaten?" Chang Qiming bent down slightly, so that Xia He didn't have to look up at him with difficulty.

"No!" Xia He was very embarrassed, raised his head, and was as proud as a princess.

Chang Qiming flicked Xia He's forehead lightly with his fingers, then put his hand on the top of her head again, and led her forward like controlling the steering wheel, Xia He shook his head and didn't shake him off.

"Let's go, Teacher Chang invites you to a big meal!" Chang Qiming took Xia He into a certain restaurant, the name of the restaurant was strange, anyway, Xia He didn't see what it was called.

"Teacher Chang, you don't want to murder Princess Ben, do you?" Xia He struggled without any sincerity at all, and sat in the seat in the back.

"If I want to murder you, I don't need to spend so much money, I can be strangled to death!" Chang Qiming picked up the menu and slapped it on Xia He's head.

"A la carte!"

Xia He pouted, took the pen aggrievedly and began to check what he liked to eat. In addition to being colleagues, what else can they be between them? Xia He looked at Chang Qiming with her spare eyes, she always felt that Chang Qiming was a matter of her heart, and no matter how she opened her mouth, she couldn't turn it into words.