On the rewards for successfully defeating a boss

Chen Qian didn't go for any psychological counseling.

The phone calls aren’t going through, the messages aren’t being replied to, there’s nothing we can do about it.

But...

Chen Qian looked at March 31st marked on the calendar, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Coffee and tea alternately kept him awake all night.

He wrapped himself in a blanket and sat on the floor at the door.

The April Fool's Day gift that he always gives is his last chance. If it still doesn't work, he will just go back home.

He doesn't believe it!

Everything depends on man, and man can conquer nature.

There is always truth in what our ancestors said.

Chen Qian nodded in sleepiness countless times and stretched his stiff limbs.

Time passed little by little, and it was almost dawn.

Seeing that it was only a few minutes away from three o'clock, Chen Qian became a little impatient. Just when he couldn't bear it anymore and was complaining in his heart, he heard footsteps outside the door.

The footsteps were getting closer.

Click, click.

The sound of leather shoes.

Chen Qian suddenly felt a little worried. If this man was a martial artist, he would have no chance of winning in a fight.

Not to mention stopping someone to inquire about information or asking him to deliver a message.

But he only realized this when the man was about to reach the door, which was too late.

I could only grit my teeth and charge forward.

Chen Qian listened carefully to the footsteps. When he was sure that the footsteps stopped outside his door and did not move forward, Chen Qian jumped up and took the opportunity when the person outside was putting something down to quickly open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Chen Qian met the people outside.

The man was bending over to put something away. Seeing Chen Qian coming at him aggressively, he did not dodge or evade. After a moment's pause, he continued to put the box in his hand away.

After putting the box away, he stood up and looked at Chen Qian.

Chen Qian deliberately did not turn on the lights. At this time, the corridor and the house were pitch black. He could only vaguely make out the edge of the black clothes of the person opposite him by the moonlight. In contrast to the clothes that almost blended into the night, there was a pair of shining eyes, so bright that it was frightening.

The man didn't say anything and didn't move. Even when Chen Qian reached out to grab him, he didn't react.

The light in the house suddenly lit up as a hand groped for it, and the remaining strong mysterious smell was immediately dispelled.

Chen Qian looked at the man who was much taller than him and felt that he looked familiar.

This figure, this face wearing a mask...

"Chi Yuxing!" Chen Qian shouted, "Why is it you?"

"Keep your voice down, are you catching a thief?" Chi Yuxing rolled his eyes at him, pushed him away and walked into the house.

He had only taken two steps when there was a clanging sound under his feet - the coffee and tea that Chen Qian had placed on the ground were kicked over by him and spilled all over the floor.

"How could you catch me? You're having a picnic here so late at night." Chi Yuxing lifted one foot, water still dripping from the tip of his leather shoe. He shook the shoe off and walked across the mess, muttering to himself, "Or do you want to invite me for a midnight snack? I have no objection."

Chen Qian looked at the several cups that were tilted all over the place and the water stains that were still flowing, and his temples throbbed.

It took me a long time to swallow the curse words that were on the tip of my tongue, I closed my eyes and let out a long breath.

When I opened my eyes again, Chi Yuxing was already sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed.

"Oh, so what he gave you was a photo." Chi Yuxing picked up the photo frame beside him and looked at it. It was a photo with his friends.

"I advise you not to look at the other one." Chen Qian glared at him and reminded him kindly.

He turned around, took the gift into the house, and closed the door.

Anyway, people have come in on their own and they won’t go anywhere for a while.

But the coffee liquid on the ground is different. It won’t stop flowing for a while. If he doesn’t clean it up, the coffee liquid will go out and travel.

The blanket was thrown hard on Chi Yuxing's head, and Chen Qian went to the balcony to get a mop.

"I told you not to look." When he came back, Chen Qian noticed that Chi Yuxing was in a bad mood.

He looked at another photo, which showed signs of being moved.

"Stop talking nonsense. My flight leaves at 7 o'clock. If you want to ask, just ask." Chi Yuxing pretended not to hear him.