Song Xixi touched his nose weakly, deliberately sat down next to Tang Zhihuan, and pointed to the blue screen that was turned on.

"From last night to now, it's hard for me to ...... blue," she said, and she was still very engaged in her little face.

Tang Zhihuan tried both rebooting and disinfection, but it really didn't work.

After a few attempts, Tang Zhihuan reinstalled the computer's hard drive, restored the previous backup with one click, and the computer could automatically boot up in five minutes.

Song Xixi blinked, looked at the relaxed man next to him, and then looked at the pink notebook that turned on normally.

His hand was still resting on the pink keyboard, Song Xixi swallowed his saliva, and his white and bony hand inexplicably matched this pink computer wallpaper.

"I think you look good in pink." Song Xixi took a finger and touched Tang Zhihuan's hand on the keyboard, it was soft, I really wanted to touch it...

The corners of the man's mouth twitched, it was the first time he had heard someone say that he was a good match for pink.

Worried that there were other minor problems with the computer, Tang Zhihuan slid the cursor in the cursor sensing area, and clicked on the software that Song Xixi should use, and there was basically no problem.

Click on the Sogou browser, the cursor clicked on the search history, and the top one actually was: "How to make the computer blue screen." ”

Song Xixi stared at the small line of words, and noticed the sight of the people around him, and the temperature of the whole person "soared" several degrees, and he lowered his head like a cooked shrimp.

The man coughed softly, hiding his smile with one hand.

Song Xixi touched his nose and was serious: "That... Knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can win a hundred battles, I want to understand how it will be blue, so that in case of a blue screen, I can find a cure, but there is a little accident, the screen is blue, I can't save it......"

"Oh, I see." Tang Zhihuan let go of his hand, not daring to order other places, worried about coming out of something more embarrassing.

"The computer is fixed."

"Are you hungry, you helped me get the computer, I'll treat you to dinner."

The two spoke at the same time, looking each other in the eye.

At this moment, Song Xixi didn't know how the heartbeat of the person opposite was, her heartbeat was dense as if it was about to jump out.

Tang Zhihuan avoided his gaze, his long eyes swept the sunlight outside the window, and his voice was cold.

"It's hot, it's easy for you to get heat stroke when you walk at this time, if you don't mind, you can stay here and wait for the sun to go down before leaving."

"That's embarrassing." Song Xixi made a false excuse on his lips, but his heart blossomed.

The smart eyes looked around the room, and the man's home could be described in one word, empty.

It's empty, empty, like it's not often occupied.

"I have average cooking skills and don't often cook at home, what do you want to eat?" The man said as he went to the kitchen, opened the door of the refrigerator, and flashed two points of embarrassment.

He didn't go to the supermarket to buy groceries when he came back from work yesterday, and a tomato he ate in the morning was the last vegetable in the refrigerator, and only a canned bottle of ice water and the last lonely egg were left in the empty fresh-keeping layer, lying quietly inside.

When Song Xixi was about to order, he saw the situation in the refrigerator through the gap in Tang Zhihuan's body, and blinked his eyes, sincere and natural.

She gave him enough face, can this man learn?

"Shall we order takeout? I paid the bill to thank you for helping me fix my computer. ”

The man calmly closed the refrigerator door, touched the edge of the frame on his face with his five fingers, and a smile crossed his cool eyes: "Well, I think it's good." ”