Wen Xiao stared in surprise, "no... he really just sent me back because he was on his way, and we didn't love each other..."

"He confessed to you, didn't he? He just sent you back on the way?" Qiao ye turned and sneered, "Wen Xiao, do you think I'm a fool?"

Wen Xiao sighed helplessly when he saw that he didn't enter the oil and salt. "I really have nothing to do with him. As you said, he only confessed to me today. Before, he was just a friend's brother in my eyes. We have nothing to do..."

"What about after today? Are you going to accept his confession?" Qiao Ye pressed step by step. "Yes, you allow him to take you home. If I don't come, maybe he is sitting in your house drinking the water you pour him, and maybe you will cook for him to make a night snack..."

The man said, and his eyes became deeper and deeper. "Tut, it's really hot."

"... let's go in and say," Wen Xiao couldn't understand for a while, so he had to lower the volume and say, "don't wake up the neighbors in the middle of the night."

Qiao Ye sideways gives way and silently watches the girl insert the key into the door. After twisting it twice, the door opens in front of him.

He followed the girl into the house where she had always lived.

Wen Xiao turned on the light, changed his slippers, took out a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet and handed them to Qiao ye, "come in and sit down."

Qiao Ye looks at the little hands holding the slippers. His eyes sink again. He takes the shoes, silently changes them, enters the house, sits on the sofa and stares at Wen Xiao.

"Water." Wen Xiao poured him a cup of boiled water. "There's nothing else to drink at home now. You can make do with it."

Qiao Ye didn't answer. The glass slowly turned in his hand, reflecting the monotonous brilliance.

After drinking a whole glass of water, Wen Xiao slowly breathed and whispered, "I've told you that I have nothing to do with him. Believe it or not."

After a pause, she said again, "what's the matter with you waiting for me downstairs? Just send wechat for work. I'll get back to you as soon as I see it. You don't have to come here..."

Qiao Ye pinches the glass in his hand. The storm brewing in his eyes has an irrepressible trend, "are you really a good secretary?"

Wen Xiao put down his glass, sat opposite Qiao ye, bowed his head slightly and said, "what I should explain has been explained clearly. Now it's your turn - why did you hit him?"

"Distressed?" a sarcastic expression appeared on Qiao Ye's face. "Didn't you just say that you have nothing to do with him? You just kicked him. What's the matter with your questioning tone now?"

"For no reason, it's wrong for you to hit people," Wen Xiao raised his eyes and looked straight at the man's eyes. "It has nothing to do with our relationship."

"Isn't it right to beat people?" Qiao Ye leaned back and leaned on the sofa. The sarcastic expression on his face hasn't dispersed. "I'm in a bad mood. I don't like him. Are these reasons enough?"

"Qiao ye, speak well!" Wen Xiao was so angry that he blurted out a sentence.

"Call again." the man's deep and empty eyes suddenly lit up, and his body leaned forward slightly, looking like a beast ready to hunt.