"Bang!"

"Bang bang bang!"

The sound of fists slamming the sandbag came again and again.

Xiao Xie sat in the audience and watched, and he subconsciously dodged every time the man smashed down.

It's like if one doesn't pay attention and gets hit by him.

Absolutely, really absolutely.

As Nan Qiyu's agent, Xiao Xie accompanied him here for the first time to play sandbags.

You know, it's past eleven o'clock in the evening.

If it weren't for the boss here being his iron buddies, they would have been kicked out a long time ago.

It's really okay to come to make sandbags so late.

"Bang!"

Another bang.

Xiao Xie felt that his little heart was about to be frightened.

He couldn't help but get up and speak, "My eldest young master, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Can you tell me about it? Maybe I'm—"

"Smack!"

Without saying a word, the man took off his gloves and smashed them directly into his face.

Middle!

Xiao Xie's face darkened, "Damn." ”

Nan Qiyu stopped fighting.

He walked down with a cold face.

The white light above his head shone on his face, and fine beads of sweat appeared on the man's forehead.

Coupled with that three-dimensional and delicate face, it inexplicably reveals a bit of wild beauty.

Xiao Xie's gaze followed him, until a gust of wind blew, and the man's cold voice came, "Go back." ”

As he spoke, he walked away quickly.

Xiao Xie hurriedly followed, "Boss." ”

"Boss, do you have something on your mind?"

After knowing him for so many years, it was the first time Xiao Xie had seen him like this.

What does it look like?

That absent-minded, melancholy look like a broken love.

It's a pity that Nan Qiyu didn't want to say something, he just asked a hundred times to no avail.

*

Night.

After Rong Sheng went home, he went back to his room to sleep.

When she slept in the early hours of the morning, a phone call came in and woke her up directly.

She picked up her phone and saw that it was Nan Qiyu calling.

But this will be the other party has already hung up.

Either he knew she slept and didn't bother her, or he made the wrong call.

Looking at the phone, Rong Sheng sat up.

She turned on a wall lamp and waited.

Wait, wait, wait, wait for about two minutes.

The screen of the phone, which had been black, lit up again.

When the words "Nan Qiyu" appeared in her sight, Rong Sheng picked it up without thinking about it.

The other party seemed stunned for a moment.

"Nan Qiyu?"

Rong Sheng shouted at him a few times but didn't answer.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

I don't know how long it took, but on the other end of the phone-

"Little fairy, what are you doing? I miss you so much. A soft and greasy voice came from within.

Rong Shang's eyes lit up, is it a sub-personality?

Oh, it sees.

She seemed a little lost.

But after a few seconds of silence, he replied, "I'm sleeping." ”

"Oh, did I disturb the little fairy?"

"It's okay, why haven't you slept yet?"

"I, I can't sleep." The man's voice sounded low, and it seemed to be quite sad.

Rong Sheng didn't say anything, but during the silence, she heard him ask, "Is the little fairy going to marry someone else?" ”

Well?

"Hehe, I think I'm so pitiful." He suddenly said, "The little fairy must like that man very much, right?" ”

"Nope." The rest of the clothes can be left alone, but she must strongly refute this matter.

"Huh?" Nan Qiyu was stunned for a moment, "Isn't it?" ”

"Then why did you marry him?"

"Something......" Rong Sheng paused, she suddenly remembered that this personality is so simple, let's not say too much.

"Little Fairy ......"

"Huh?"

"Do you like me, then?"