Regarding Jiang Li's suggestion, Liu Qing replied very quickly:

"What you say makes a lot of sense, and I think so too, so I applied for a correspondence school last year, and in two or three years I can get a bachelor's degree. ”

The tuition fee of that correspondence school is not low, and he really has some pain when he pays for it.

After he was offered the position of content director of Rang Hao Culture, he signed up.

He himself felt that it was too shabby for a high school graduate to be the content director of a company, and no matter how he looked at it, there was a strong smell of grass and stage teams.

Even if he is shameless, Fang Hao still has face.

Therefore, although there was some pain, he still resolutely signed up.

But this matter is not a very glorious thing, except for Fang Hao and Ye Wenwen who know, no one else knows.

He hadn't mentioned it to anyone else.

It was Jiang Li who mentioned this matter, and he said it.

Jiang Li thought for a while, and then said: "The problem of your hair loss is also a problem, I think it's better for you to do a hair transplant." Even if you can't keep it for a lifetime, it's not bad to be able to make do with it for a few years or more than ten years. When you are young, you still have to pay attention to a little image, and it doesn't matter when you are old. ”

Liu Qing: "I will think about it, I definitely don't dare to do it during the epidemic now, and I can try to contact the relevant hospitals when it is not so serious." ”

This attitude is still relatively okay.

Jiang Li felt depressed again - such an obedient man is actually quite good, but why is he so ugly?

How nice would it be if it was handsome?

Then he thought again: "Maybe if you look handsome, you won't have such a good temper if you've been coaxed by girls all the time, right?"

It seems that this matter is also very difficult.

The natural good temper may not exist, the so-called good temper is just slowly polished by life.

Some people just don't have the right to be squeamish.

Just like people like Liu Qing.

Growing up in life, I struggled for a variety of reasons.

It's not just poverty.

In conditions like his, if you still want to be squeamish, you will be hammered to the point by this society.

Where there are any naturally good men, they are all tempered by life.

Who wouldn't want to let themselves go if the conditions were right?

Thinking of this, I felt a pang of regret.

Send a WeChat message to Liu Qing: "It's not too early, you should go to bed early, don't think about the messy things that you don't have." ”

This WeChat message gave Liu Qing the feeling that it was hinting to him, don't think about what happened to her, it's impossible between two people, don't have that kind of dream.

Although he also has such an awareness, he still feels a little sour when he looks at such words.

Endured the pain in his heart, he replied with a message: "Hmm. ”

Just this one word, there is nothing to justify.

It's acceptance.

- I know I don't deserve you.

- I don't want to be able to control myself, but I won't let you know that I'm still thinking about you.

After a while, Jiang Li sent another WeChat:

"I've forgotten what happened the night before yesterday, and you don't remember it again, as if it didn't happen, and don't mention it again at any time, anywhere, to anyone, okay?"

Liu Qing replied: "I have forgotten. ”

Some scenes are forgotten when I wake up the next morning, and I only remember some of the words I said when I was not so drunk, and I only remember some fragments, and I can't remember them completely.

But the scene when he woke up the next morning made it impossible for him to forget it, and maybe he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

Maybe that was the closest he had contact with Jiang, maybe the only one.

How can you forget?

It's just that Jiang Li made such a request, so he could only answer like this.

He had no way to share these things with others, so he could only keep them in his stomach forever as a secret.

It was already a big mistake for that to happen, and he certainly wouldn't spread it.

That night, the conversation between the two ended like this.

This night, Liu Qing tossed and turned, didn't sleep well, and fell asleep in a daze at almost two or three o'clock in the morning.

The next day, he was woken up by the ringing of the doorbell.

The doorbell rang again and again, very harshly.

I don't know who is stubbornly ringing the doorbell outside, which makes him feel a little angry in his heart.

I opened my eyes very hard and saw that the room was already very bright.

Then I picked up my phone and looked at the time, it was already more than 8 o'clock in the morning.

But he didn't feel like he had slept well.

The piercing doorbell was still ringing, ravaging his nerves.

He covered his head with the quilt, but he couldn't resist the sound, and his head was covered in the quilt to breathe, and it was not so smooth.

After tossing a few times like this, I didn't fall asleep, but let myself slowly become energetic.

I couldn't stand it anymore, so I could only get out of bed.

Wearing pajamas, he rushed out of the bedroom angrily and opened the door.

Then I saw Jiang Li.

I couldn't help but be stunned: "Didn't you say that you want to rest today, and you will only come over tomorrow to record the show? Why did you come here today?"

"I'm not recording a show today, I'll supervise whether you're exercising. Jiang Li said.

Then he looked him up and down, and said with a disgusted face:

"No, it's past 8 o'clock, you look like you just got out of bed, you won't sleep until this time, right?"

"Forehead......" Liu Qing was very embarrassed, "I slept late last night, and I didn't fall asleep until two or three o'clock in the morning, so I ...... now"

"Oh oh," Jiang Li waved his hand at him, "Then you go back and squint for a while, seeing that you haven't eaten breakfast like this, I'll make breakfast for you later." ”

Although the epidemic has eased a lot compared to the peak, the economy has not yet been unblocked, and there is no breakfast sold outside, so you have to make your own breakfast.

Seeing that Liu Qing didn't sleep well, Jiang Li felt that he could help him make breakfast.

Liu Qing was so moved.

He thought that after that incident, the relationship between the two would never go back to the past, but now judging from Jiang Li's expression and tone, there was no difference from before.

If there's a difference, it's that it's not as good as it used to be, and it doesn't seem to be a bad difference.

It's as if what was lost has come back.

The feeling of gaining and losing made him want to cry.

- It is precisely because you have too little that you will feel very sad when you lose it, and you will feel very satisfied when you get it.

— even if it's just a little bit.