Who is not Bai Yueguang?

Bi He leaned back on the back of the chair: "Yes."

He answered too bluntly and didn't care, without the slightest panic or shame of being exposed, Qin Liran's eyes changed, he probably didn't expect him to be so thick-skinned.

After all, the Bi He I met at Xue Qiao's place were all quiet and shy, and looked extremely harmless.

Bi He tilted his head, and asked with a puzzled face: "So, does Mr. Qin have any opinions on my life?"

"How about you has nothing to do with me." Qin Liran looked at Bi He with a mocking tone, "But do you know what 'broker' means?"

Bi He still turned his head to look at him, and said curiously: "I don't know, but I think you look more like..."

Before he finished speaking, a half-smile appeared on his face. Qin Liran's thoughts were delicate, a change of expression could read many meanings, and his expression changed suddenly.

"I want to have a serious talk with you." Qin Liran said, "I originally thought that Ah Qiao's former classmates were at least reasonable people."

The implication is that Bi He is really a rogue and a ruffian, and he can't make sense.

Bi He stared at Qin Liran for a while, and said unreasonably, "But I'm not."

Qin Liran: "..."

Bi He felt a little irritable. He didn't want to talk to Qin Liran, who hadn't seen him a few times, like a dog blood idol drama. He got up and wanted to leave, but Qin Liran said coldly: "No matter what purpose you have, I will won't let you succeed."

"What purpose can I have?" Bi He was a little unhappy by the other party's hostility, "Mr. Qin, even if I have no money and no job, I still have the right to make friends, right?"

Qin Liran smiled, and said politely: "Ah Qiao doesn't need a friend like you."

He just listed out what Bi He did in the past one by one, just to let the other party understand that he and Xue Qiao are people from two worlds. In his imagination, Bi He who lives in the mud only needs to know Xue Qiao now. No matter how good you are, you should feel ashamed and speechless.

Who knows that Bi He quickly said: "You are right."

Qin Liran was slightly surprised, but he didn't expect to hear the rebuttal he imagined. Bi He on the opposite side shamelessly said: "We're not friends at all, at best—"

He paused, raised his lips and said provocatively to Qin Liran: "Meal ticket."

Qin Liran said coldly: "I will tell Ah Qiao."

"Whatever you want." Bi He shrugged, stood up and said, "By the way, Mr. Qin, maybe you are used to this kind of behavior, but as the person involved, I have the right to hold you accountable for infringing on my privacy."

Before Qin Liran could speak, he picked up his own cup of coffee and drank it clean, then put it back on the table with a "bang".

"Thank you for the hospitality. Goodbye." He smiled mischievously and waved away.

Qin Liran let him leave, stared blankly at the empty cup on the opposite side, and took a long time before getting up to check out and go out.

At the intersection of the busy street, Bi He had no idea where he had gone.

Bi He squatted under the stop sign of the No. 157 bus in a daze.

He was actually a little angry just now, An Jin's people squatted around the Tongzilou all day long, and Qin Liran, an irrelevant person, also presumptuously investigated him.Bi He seems to be generous, but it doesn't mean that everyone can poke him.

He doesn't think there's anything wrong with his own life. Whether everyone is bright or dim in this world, isn't it all for living?

It just angered Qin Liran, so he probably couldn't stay at Xue Qiao's house anymore.

Bi He's mind paused for a moment, thinking that maybe Qin Liran was calling Xue Qiao.

He looked up at the stop sign and stood up with his hands on his knees.After squatting for too long, my legs are numb.

Someone next to him wanted to see the stop sign, thinking that Bi He was in the way, and cast a condemning look.Bi He smiled at him, and walked a few steps to the side.

Xue Qiao is about to find out, so what?

big deal...

157 still rushed into the platform so domineeringly, the front door opened with a "bang", Bi He took out two coins from his pants pocket, got into the car and put them in.

There were few people in the car, and the sound of coins falling into it was extremely loud.

The big deal is to come back.

But just one more goodbye, nothing special.he thought nonchalantly.

It has been dark for a long time, An Jin's people disappeared somewhere, and there are still several missed calls from An Jin in the phone, Bi He didn't even look at them.

The car passed by the familiar shopping mall, the lights of the children's play area outside were on, and the carousel that was built randomly was shining, but it was actually quite beautiful.Every time Bi He passed by, he would stretch his neck to look at the smiling children, and he would also laugh.

But at this time he couldn't laugh, his mood was actually terrible.

The phone in his hand was still vibrating, Bi He thought it was An Jin who was still on the phone persistently, and reached out to press it off, but looked down to see Xue Qiao's name on the screen.

He froze for a moment, his fingers trembling, until the phone on the screen automatically hung up and turned into a missed call, then he came back to his senses and dialed back again.

After connecting, he opened his mouth. It was quiet at first. Seeing that he was silent, Xue Qiao's familiar voice came: "Hello? Xiaohe?"

Bi He hesitantly gave a "hmm".

"Is the matter over?" Xue Qiao's voice over there was not unusual, "It's a bit late, so I'm asking you."

Bi He was stunned for a moment, and replied: "On the bus, it's almost there."

"Okay, be careful." Xue Qiao ordered, and then asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

Bi He was really a little confused now, and asked carefully: "Didn't your agent call you?"

Xue Qiao thought he was asking about work, so he said, "I'm resting tonight and I'm not working. Have you eaten? Do you want to eat?"

Bi He was a little surprised that Qin Liran hadn't stabbed Xue Qiao yet, but thinking about it, maybe the other party was planning to say something, and probably wanted to set off a big bomb.

Thinking of this, he looked out the window and smiled, his heart suddenly moved, and he whispered: "Ah Qiao."

Xue Qiao naturally said, "Yes."

"I want to drink." Bi He said, and repeated, "I don't want to eat...I want to drink."

Xue Qiao was quiet for a while, and then said with a smile: "There is beer at home, come back."

There was a dozen untouched beers in the refrigerator, Xue Qiao took out half of them, poured them into a small pot, added some goji berries and boiled them slowly.The remaining half was put on the dining table, together with the takeaway for Bi He.

The blue flame on the stove was burning quietly, and the hot beer exuded a faint sweet smell. Xue Qiao somehow remembered the thing about drinking with Bi He before.

It was Bi He's 17th birthday, and it was also a phone call, and it was also the boy's hesitant and cautious voice: "Ah Qiao, I want to drink."

Bi He has a strict family education. His parents never let him drink alcohol before he was an adult, and he looks like a good student from the outside.Xue Qiao was a little surprised by his words, and heard a trace of depression from it, so he reported his address and made an appointment with him in an open park.

He didn't dare to let Bi He drink more, the two bought four cans of beer, and sat down on a bench by the lake.

Bi He only took a few sips and put it down when he felt it was not good.

"What a waste." He lowered his head and condemned himself.

Hearing this, Xue Qiao stretched out his long arms to take the can in his hand and took a sip with his head up.

Bi He stammered: "I, I drank."

"It's okay." Xue Qiao didn't care, and raised his eyebrows at him slyly, "This way it won't be wasted."

Bi He's ears were a little red, and then he heard Xue Qiao say: "By the way, I have something for you."

After speaking, he took out something from the bag he was carrying.

Only then did Bi He remember that Xue Qiao seldom wears a backpack.

"Happy birthday." He handed the beautifully packaged box to Bi He, looking at him with a smile in his eyes.

He also said the usual happy birthday very gently.

The surprise on Bi He's face couldn't be concealed at all: "Ah...you remember."

Last year, Xue Qiao accidentally found out about his birthday, and said that he would make a better birthday present next time. Bi He thought it was a polite remark, but he didn't expect that he really remembered it.

"Do you like it?" Xue Qiao asked with a smile.

Bi He then lowered his head and opened the unexpected birthday present. It was a rectangular box. After opening the lid, a row of exquisitely shaped pens lay inside. Bi He didn't count them, but he knew there should be 12 of them.

He looked up at Xue Qiao in surprise: "You, you bought it?"

Xue Qiao looked at him with a smile, his facial features under the sun were extremely handsome.Bi He said bluntly: "Yes, but you told me that the limited edition can't be grabbed."

Bi He's only hobby allowed by Professor Bi is to collect pens. In fact, under the request of Professor Bi, his handwriting is also very good.

Xue Qiao coughed lightly: "It's not because I'm afraid that you will buy it first, um...to lie to you."

Bi He opened his mouth and said slowly: "You...so boring."

Xue Qiao was taken aback for a moment, and then saw Bi He raised his face, his eyes were extraordinarily bright.

"But I like it very much." He smiled with brows and eyes crooked, "Thank you, Qiao."

Every time he called "Ah Qiao", Xue Qiao felt that his heart was extremely soft, even a thank you could make Xue Qiao feel satisfied.

He didn't ask Bi Heyuan why he was unhappy, the other party looked at him brightly, which made him feel a little hot.

Xue Qiao turned his head unnaturally, then asked after a pause, "Are you still drinking?"

Bi He looked at him suspiciously and shook his head: "I won't drink it, it's so bitter."

Xue Qiao laughed, got up and took the remaining beer in his hand, tilted his head and said, "Let's go, go back."

"Yeah." Bi He walked back side by side with him holding the gift, looking extraordinarily well-behaved, with a little joy in every step.

When the doorbell rang, Xue Qiao was pouring freshly brewed beer into a cup, put down the cup and went to open the door.Bi He happened to look up at him at the door, and the emotion in his eyes was abnormally calm.

Seeing Xue Qiao, he smiled lightly, looking not too emotional.

Xue Qiao welcomed him in and told him to wash his hands. Bi He obediently obeyed in silence, followed him into the restaurant, and reached out to get the canned beer on the table.

But someone took it away first, Xue Qiao put the can aside with one hand, and held the glass of hot beer in front of Bi He: "Try this."

Bi He was stunned: "I want to drink."

"This is wine." Xue Qiao said, and sat down by Bi He, "I left some food for you, eat some?"

Bi He didn't speak, took a sip from the glass, it was sweet.

He froze for a while, and took a few more sips.Forget it, it's always wine.