"Chen Ying, have you received a boxed lunch?" I don't know when Wang Yi came over and stood in the aisle in front of their exhibition room. When he saw the scab on Chen Ying's lips, he was stunned for a moment, and soon regained his composure. He gestured to her imperceptibly and walked down the aisle to the stairwell that served as an emergency passage. At the door of the closed iron door, Chen Ying hesitated with the doorknob, not knowing whether to open it. Just then, the door opened on its own from the outside. She crossed the threshold, and Wang Yi was standing in front of her. He wore a suit, a silver-gray tie, and a badge with his name on his neck.

"What's hurt?" He asked, looking at her with burning eyes, as if to see her through. However, his tone was calm, as he would normally speak.

"It's nothing, I accidentally bit it while eating." She pretended not to care, but did not dare to look up at him. He took a step closer, lowered his head, and forced her to meet his gaze. He looked at it for a moment, then walked away and said:

"Does he know about it?"

Now as long as Wang Yi mentions "him", Chen Ying understands that he is referring to Qin Hong. If possible, Wang Yi always avoided mentioning his name, and even when he had to say it, he first counted it out a few times as if he wanted to say a tongue twister. As long as Qin Hong was there, he was always the first to leave, and he didn't look at the people next to him, as if he suddenly remembered something important and didn't do anything.

"Yes." She whispered in reply, staring only at a long-extinguished cigarette butt in the corner, flattened and mixed with dust.

"He did this, didn't he?" Wang Yi continued, "How can you bite this kind of position? ”

Chen Ying pursed her lips silently. She could feel the pain of the wound next to the scab, which was not too big or small. The scene that happened last night came to mind, and she hadn't said a word to Qin Hong since earlier.

"No one has the right to do this to you." He took a deep breath after speaking, "If the cause is me, then I'll talk to him; If it has nothing to do with me, I hope you can protect yourself. ”

"Say no more."

"Why? Afraid that I will speak ill of him? Wang Yi approached, his eyes staring straight at her. She remembered the look on his face, which was sometimes accidental when he was on campus

When I met him on the road, I had the same look. He cupped her chin with his right index finger, making it impossible for her to dodge. His gaze wandered between her lips and then into her eyes. In his dark eyes, she could see her own image.

"If it hurts badly, I'll go to the organizer and ask for some medicine for you."

"It's fine, I don't feel anything."

"Really?" He asked, his lips moving. The tip of his nose was getting closer and closer to her, and she subconsciously stepped back but was grabbed by him from behind and firmly pressed into his arms. She watched as she watched as her eyes grew clearer and clearer.

She was kissed by him again. His iron-like lips roamed the corners of her mouth. His kiss had a suffocating charm that made her irresistible. But she clearly remembered that they had broken up, which they had agreed on in Europe. She tried her best to push him away, but he hugged him tighter and tighter, and the whole person was pressed to his chest. She curled up in his arms and trembled.

"How long do you want to do this?" Wang Yi suddenly said, "You should be with me, even you know this." But you are willing to tear and entangle each other like you do now, for what? Or did you say that you never liked me, but because you were bored in a foreign country, you just came to me to relieve your boredom......"

"Not really."

"What was that like?" He asked with a frown, his fingertips sliding over her face, "I want to get what belongs to me back, I want to go to a showdown with him - I want to do it today." Then let him go. ”

"I can't." She slowly withdrew from his arms, shook her head, and said, "Don't talk to him either." ”

"Why?"

"You think you're the only one who is sad?"

"If he can quit ......"

"I can't do this, I can't do it." Tears began to well-up in her eyes, "I was wrong about this after all, he was - innocent, I can't hurt him like this." ”

Probably Wang Yi also knew that there would be no result if he continued to talk, so he stood sideways and looked at her silently. She wiped her eyes and tried to calm herself down.

At this moment, the iron door was pushed open, and Liang Jing stood at the door, and was speechless in surprise when he saw them standing facing each other.

"Busy inside?" Wang Yi asked calmly.

"There are a lot of people, so I want to call her back." Liang Jing looked at him suspiciously, and then looked back at Chen Ying. Chen Ying felt a fever on her face.

"So—let's go." Wang Yi said. He returned to his original appearance as if nothing had happened, opened the door and strode away, leaving Chen Ying and Liang Jing still standing side by side.

"Here you go, it might be better to rub this." Liang Jing handed over a cotton swab and opened a very small bottle. Chen Ying happened to catch a glimpse of the three words "hydrogen peroxide" pasted on the outside of the bottle. Liang Jing took a cotton swab and dipped it in the bottle and carefully applied it to Chen Ying's wound. Chen Ying didn't move as if frozen, at her mercy like a doll.

"Alright." After a while, Liang Jing announced. Chen Ying took the cotton swab in her hand and watched her tighten the cap. The colorless liquid shimmered in the light with a silvery glow.

"Your face is red, Wang Yi didn't bully you just now, right?" Liang Jing asked with concern. Chen Ying smiled at her and thanked her sincerely for her inquiry. She shook her head slightly, hugged Liang Jing's arm tightly, she was probably trying too hard, Liang Jing screamed.

"I'm sorry." Chen Ying hurriedly said.

"You've got something to hide from me." When they returned to the booth, Liang Jing made up his mind, "But I'm not in a hurry, I'll tell you when you want to speak." ”

Chen Ying pretended not to hear and walked to the side and made herself a cup of coffee. The two American patrons were so busy that they didn't seem to have much to eat. Before Chen Ying left, half of the bun that Edgar had nibbled on was still half left and threw on the plate in front of him. The salad that Emma ordered was also left on the plate. They still huddled in front of the computer, letter by letter, identifying the email address left by the customer and trying to type them into the computer. The two girls quickly joined in the work of sorting out the information, and managed to get the job done before the new batch of customers arrived in the afternoon.