Han Qing glanced at me, "I'll take you to change your clothes, is it okay?" ”

He looked at me with a cautious tentative tone in his tone.

I know that the way I look now must make everyone who sees it can't help but wonder what I did, but in the end, when I met a familiar person who is not a stranger, I can only rely on Han Qing: "Okay."

The smile in his eyes was very obvious, but his face was pretended to be calm, after all, he was still a teenager, although three years had passed, but he was still the boy who would blush when he looked at me.

I sighed slightly in my heart, I didn't debunk it, I thought that Han Qing treated me just like I did to Su Zheyuan back then. Even if you like it, it will only make him a cinnabar mole on your heart.

If you are destined not to get it, you won't think too much about it.

Han Qing drove much more steadily than Han Mo, and the speed along the way was basically controlled within a range, not too fast, not too slow.

When the car stopped, he glanced sideways at me: "I'll go buy something to eat, you can sit down for a while."

Only then did I remember that I ran out too fast in the morning, and my whole strength was gone, and I didn't eat breakfast, and I walked for more than an hour, and when I took the breakfast handed over by Han Qing, I knew that I was hungry and had a stomachache.

"Eat slowly, drink some porridge first, warm up your stomach."

Probably because I ate too fast, I accidentally scared Han Qing.

I couldn't help but laugh a little, but my movements slowed down.

He didn't drive either, he parked his car and just watched me eat breakfast.

At this time, it was rush hour at work, and I looked at the vehicles coming and going, and couldn't help but glance back at Han Qing: "Did I get in the way of you, are you going to work?"

He looked at me and shook his head: "It's okay, I've already taken a leave of absence."

When I first met Han Qing, I only had the joy of reuniting with acquaintances, but I forgot what this young man once liked.

And now, he still seems to like me.

I withdrew my gaze and did not speak.

Han Qing took me back to his house directly, I was a little resistant before I went up, and he seemed to see my worries: "Don't be afraid, I'll live alone, you go up and rest for a while, and then tell me when you want to go back to the specific things."

I took the clothes he had just bought and finally nodded.

I don't think Han Mo would have guessed that I was here with Han Qing, and Jiang Feiyi probably wouldn't have guessed either.

Han Qing's place is different from what I thought, it is a little warmer than I imagined, and it is much cleaner, it is not an apartment, there are two rooms in total, a master bedroom and a study.

As soon as he entered, he went into the master bedroom, and I stood in the living room, looking at the murals on my walls, and then went into the bathroom to change my clothes.

The pajamas were already dirty, so I just threw them away.

"Fu Yao, are you in there?"

Han Qing's knock suddenly came from the door, I glanced at myself in the mirror, reached out and took a handful of water, washed my face a little, and then opened the door: "What's wrong?"

He stood at the door and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw me: "My house has only two rooms, you can go to the master bedroom to rest."

I pulled the door open and looked at him and pursed my lips: "Han Qing, can you lend me some money?"

He was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted, and took out his wallet directly from the pocket behind him: "How much do you want?" I don't have much cash, but I have 80,000 yuan in my card, is it enough? ”

He took out all the cash and cards in his wallet in one go, and I felt a little hot in my eyes when I looked at it.

I used to like a teenager like this, and when he asked me for information, I hurriedly rummaged through my schoolbag and watched him cautiously.

I used to think it was the crush of my life and that it wouldn't come to fruition.

In the end we still didn't work out, and even though I liked him, he liked me.

The young relationship was too fragile, it was just liking, but it was directly cut off by Han Mo. And later, I fell in love with this man who cut off my young love, but I was also snuffed out by his own hands.

People are always like this, looking at others and then seeing their former selves, they can't help but soften their hearts.

I didn't want Han Qing to have the slightest illusion or hope at all, but seeing him like this, I couldn't help but be ruthless.

"Fu Yao, is there not enough money?"

Han Qing looked at me with a nervous and embarrassed expression, and his eyes were full of me.

I was stunned for a moment, looked at him as if he had just woken up from a dream, and looked down at the cash he was holding in his hand: "No, I only need five hundred yuan."

He just gave me the cash in his hand: "You can take it."

I looked down at the money he stuffed in my hand, and wanted to speak, but finally held back: "I'm not resting, thank you today, I have something to do, I'm leaving."

"Is it in such a hurry? Are you in trouble? ”

He looked at me, his brow furrowed tightly, as if he had been rejected by me, and the disappointment and sadness on his face were unobstructed.

Sometimes I don't understand that both Su Zheyuan and Han Qing are much better than Han Mo, but why did I fall in love with Han Mo in the end.

I lifted my leg and moved, and he took a step back and let me out.

"It's nothing, I have something, I want to go back in a hurry, I lost my mobile phone, give me your WeChat signal, and I'll transfer the money to you when I go back."

I have encountered some difficulties, but even Han Qing can't solve them.

Moreover, the relationship between Han Qing and Han Mo was already very awkward, Han Mo never mentioned that he had a younger brother, and Han Qing never mentioned that he had an older brother.

Two people who hide each other's existence from each other must not have a good relationship.

"You wait."

He said this, then turned and went into the study.

When he came out again, Han Qing took a note in his hand, which wrote his WeChat ID, phone number, email address, and various contact information.

He looked at me, his face flushed slightly: "My contact information is all on it, if you encounter any difficulties, just call me directly."

I took one look and stuffed it into my pocket.

Although I was in a hurry that day, I still had my ID card with me, otherwise I really didn't know how to go back this time.

"Where are you going, I'll send you."

He followed me, and I glanced back at him, not wanting to trouble him any more: "No, I can do it myself."

"I'll send you."

He repeated it again, looking at me with a cautious but stubborn look.

I glanced up at him and pursed my lips, "Okay."

I originally wanted Han Qing to take me to the train station, but after thinking about it, if Han Mo knew that I had run away, he would definitely go back to the train station to find me, and the bus station would not work, in general, I couldn't go to the station today.

But I have to leave City A, otherwise, I will be found by Han Mo sooner or later.

There is only one way to go back to F City without going to the station, I hesitated for a while, but I still opened my mouth to Han Qing: "Can I borrow a mobile phone and use it?"

He directly gave me his mobile phone: "Fu Yao, are you in any difficulty, I can help you, I am not the Han Qing I used to be."

I glanced up at him, of course he was not the same Han Qing as before, he would soon be one of the heirs of the Han family.

But for me, it's not as good as him being just the Han Qing who was waiting for me in the bar.

But anyone who has a relationship with Han Mo will not have anything good.

Of course, I didn't say this, I don't want to have any more contact with Han Mo, and I won't have more contact with Han Qing.

"Nothing."

I casually answered and started looking for a taxi app.

"Where are you going, I can send you, you don't have to take a taxi."

Han Qing should have seen the phone, and the hand I was entering the address paused slightly, and looked up at him: "Don't bother you, I'm just going to do something."

But he directly snatched the phone back: "I'll send you, where are you going?"

He looked at me, the first time he was so tough.

I pursed my lips, and my face turned cold: "No need, I'll just go by myself."

As I spoke, I walked out, but Han Qing was no longer the Han Qing who used to blush when he approached me.

He still blushes at me now, but he is no longer the Han Qing who doesn't dare to touch me.

I was blocked by him before I reached the door, and he looked down at me with a very tough attitude: "I'll send you."

I have to admit that although Han Qing and Han Mo really don't look like each other at all, the personalities of these two people are the same in some things.

For example, when it comes to dealing with me, they always seem to like to use such a tough and domineering way.

And what I hate the most is that others oppress me so hard, "Han Qing, get out of the way!" ”

I looked up at him, but he didn't move, but the expression on his face was cold.

People like to pinch soft persimmons, probably because my impression on him is too weak, so he thinks that he can force me to be tough on me.

"Fu Yao, do you remember what I told you four years ago?"

He didn't move, but his face suddenly cooled, and it was uncomfortable to look at my eyes.

I was looked at by him like this, and I don't know why, I couldn't say a word of those cruel words stuck in my throat.

I eat soft rather than hard, and I was able to go back when he murdered me just now, but now he looks at me with such a hurt and complaining expression, as if I have done something heinous.

This made me unable to be cold and hard against him, so I could only exhale and try to calm myself as calmly as possible: "Han Qing, don't embarrass me, okay?"

I looked up at him, almost pleading.

His body stiffened, but he didn't stop anymore and pushed a step away.

I raised my hand to open the door and walked out, but before I could lift my leg and leave, I heard him say, "I know you forgot, but I remember it clearly."

My heart was stagnant, and I just felt a little uncomfortable.