On the evening of the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, the dance troupe had a dinner. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Han Zhun naturally thought that this dinner had nothing to do with him because he had decided not to go to the capital anymore.

He huddled at home and enjoyed his last night of annual leave. Tomorrow, the company will set off, and he is about to start a new journey.

Han Zhun turned on the computer and chose a random movie. He got up and went to the kitchen to pour himself a glass of red wine, then went back to the couch and sat down. Han Zhun shook the wine glass slightly, and through the glass, he was looking around at his home. It's so deserted. He thought so. If only there were more plants or colored decorations.

The film is also slowly starting to get into the theme, and today it was chosen Shunji Iwai's "Dream Traveler", a very old film. Han Zhun looked at the unfamiliar shot, and almost forgot that this was a movie he had seen countless times. It's been a long time since he's had a good rest and relaxation like this.

Han Zhun picked up his mobile phone and was about to call Huo Xieyang, but received a call. He looked at the name of "Huo Xieyang" on the caller ID and couldn't help laughing.

"Huo Xieyang, I was just about to call you, what a coincidence, I didn't expect you to have a good relationship with me." Han Zhun said with a smile.

"No, I'm looking for you and you're looking for me, it seems that we still can't get along." Huo Xieyang sounded a little anxious.

"What's wrong?" Han Zhun hurriedly asked with concern.

"The dance troupe is going to the capital tomorrow, and everyone will have dinner together tonight, do you know?"

"Of course I do." Han Zhun thought to himself, isn't this asking knowingly?

"That's... Can you come and participate? Huo Xieyang sounded a little anxious.

Han Zhun was puzzled: "I've already decided not to go, it's not appropriate for me to eat this practice meal, right?" ”

"I'm sorry, I know I've been asking you too much lately." Huo Xieyang apologized and said, "But if you don't come, Yiyi has no reason to come." I... This time, it will take half a month to leave, and I really want to talk to her, but I am worried about her. ”

Han Zhun immediately understood. He remembered Xie Yiyi's feelings for Huo Xieyang, Huo Xieyang's concern for Xie Yiyi, and he was very willing to be this matchmaker.

"Okay, I'll go and tell Yiyi to let her accompany me over and say goodbye to everyone."

"Thank you." Huo Xieyang said solemnly.

Han Zhun hung up the phone and immediately contacted Xie Yiyi. Although she was a little surprised, just like her usual style, Xie Yiyi agreed without asking more. The two of them cleaned up briefly at home, and then went to the place where the dance troupe had dinner.

Everyone is already halfway through eating, and they are toasting each other at this moment, and the crowd is crowded, so it is not lively.

Han Zhun looked left and right, but he couldn't find a clean spot, so he had to reach out and call the waiter to add seats and chopsticks for him and Xie Yiyi.

Today's Han Zhun did not wear a mask and a hat, as soon as he appeared, he immediately attracted several young waiters to frequently enter the private room to take photos with him, and Han Zhun had to accompany him one by one. When he raised his eyes again, he saw the not-so-happy face of the regiment commander. Xie Yiyi reminded Han Zhun in a whisper on the side, and the two hurriedly went to toast in front of the head of the regiment with their wine glasses.

Xie Yiyi said: "Thank you for giving us such a solid foundation and allowing us to fly higher and higher." Without the wise leadership of the regimental commander, it would have been difficult for us to get to where we are today. I wish the dance troupe a prosperous future and reach new heights. When the regiment commander heard this, his two eyes suddenly laughed together, and he narrowed until there was only a small slit.

Han Zhun also went up to touch the glass, and he said, "I wish the head of the regiment good health." The head of the regiment was a little disgusted that his toast was too short, but it was better than nothing, so he reluctantly listened first.

When Han Zhun and Xie Yiyi returned to their seats, Huo Xieyang staggered over. He sat between the two of them, Xie Yiyi frowned, and hurriedly moved to the edge of the chair to make room for him.

Huo Xieyang put one hand around Han Zhun's shoulder, and the other hand on Xie Yiyi's back, intentionally or unintentionally, he asked, "Why did you guys come?" "One mouth, all the smell of wine.

Xie Yiyi turned his head to the other side and said softly, "Don't drink anymore." ”

Huo Xieyang's hand on Han Zhun's shoulder secretly exerted force and pinched him. Han Zhun suddenly understood, got up and said, "I'll go pour you a glass of water." He changed corners and sat down again.

Huo Xieyang leaned his upper body on Xie Yiyi's shoulder, and said in a daze: "Yiyi, I drank too much." ”

Xie Yiyi ordered him to sit down, but Huo Xieyang didn't listen, hugged her into his arms, and refused to let go. "Unless you send me home." He said.

Xie Yiyi was afraid that the people in the dance troupe would make irresponsible remarks when they saw it, so he could only agree repeatedly.

Huo Xieyang let go of his hand and continued to staggered out of the door, pretending to be nothing. Xie Yiyi hesitated, but still took his small bag and followed him quickly. Before leaving, Xie Yiyi searched for Han Zhun's gaze in the private room, and motioned with his eyes for him to take a step first. Han Zhun nodded in understanding. He thought in his heart that after a while, he would find an excuse to excuse himself, his task had been completed, and he really didn't want to stay for a second longer.

Not far away, Qu Rou, who was staggering and pushing cups and changing lamps, saw Huo Xieyang and Xie Yiyi leaving the box one after the other. She wondered in her heart, tilted her head and thought about it for a while, but she didn't understand why. Soon, someone toasted with her again, and Qu Rou's attention was attracted.

Huo Xieyang and Xie Yiyi, who left the dinner place, took a car back to Huo Xieyang's residence. Along the way, Huo Xieyang held her firmly with the strength of wine, and Xie Yiyi couldn't break free, so he had to let him go with a helpless face.

Finally got Huo Xieyang back home half-coaxed and half-mopped, Xie Yiyi tidied up his clothes, and turned around to leave.

"Yiyi, don't go." Huo Xieyang hugged her from behind. Xie Yiyi didn't speak, just tried to take his hand away.

"I won't let you go." Huo Xieyang said childishly.

Xie Yiyi was a little helpless. "Okay, I'm not leaving, then will you let me sit down?"

Huo Xieyang hugged her, and the two sat on the sofa together. He didn't dare to let go for a moment, but he was afraid that as soon as he let go, Xie Yiyi would run away again.

"Yiyi, I'm going to the capital with the dance troupe tomorrow, and I won't see you for half a month."

Xie Yiyi said "um" and didn't say much.

"But, I'm glad you didn't come along. I don't want you to come with the company at all. Huo Xieyang continued.

"Why?" Xie Yiyi was a little surprised.

Huo Xieyang looked at her, half-drunk and half-awake, Xie Yiyi in front of him was so gentle. He closed his eyes, put Xie Yiyi's question behind him, and kissed her lightly on the lips.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth were still, and Huo Xieyang didn't want anything to disturb them. His movements were so gentle, and she, frozen in place, did not move.

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