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After Han Zhao cut his hair, he replaced it with He Jing's haircut. Instead of sitting next to He Jing, he found a quiet corner to play with his mobile phone.

He Jing looked at Han Zhao with his head bowed in the distance from the mirror, and felt annoyed in his heart.He was annoyed that he came out unprepared, and also depressed that he was scolded by Han Zhao just now—and the boss and his wife received an inexplicable criticism.

On the way home, seeing He Jing was depressed all the time, Han Zhao, who had recovered his strength, hooked him by the shoulder.

"It's no big deal," Han Zhao kissed He Jing's forehead, "Even if I get fired, I will support you."

"I don't want you to support me," He Jing said in a muffled voice, "Lawyer Lin will not fire me."

"He will protect you...he can't protect others..." Han Zhao said, shaking his head, "Forget it, you can do whatever you want, as long as you are happy."

As it turns out, grown-ups can be unreasonable sometimes.

After the team activity in Hangzhou, the institute was calm.He Jing's work went smoothly, and he was not affected by the incident of coming out at all.

If we talk about the change, it might be that the female colleagues treat him more closely, and even ask him if he wants to go to the afternoon tea when the girls go shopping. These days, having a gay honey is also considered a fashionable thing.

Recently, Lin Qiao sent He Jing to go on a business trip with other colleagues for an out-of-town project.Although it was just a layoff, He Jing, who was on a business trip for the first time, was still very excited.

On the day of his return, Han Zhao happened to be working near the airport, so he stopped by the airport to pick him up.

He Jing had just got off the plane when he received the call from Han Zhao. His colleagues saw him blushing and said, "A friend is here to pick you up", so they had to wait and see.

Not long after they stood at the exit, Han Zhao came.Seeing a girl standing with He Jing, he walked over to pick up the box in He Jing's hand, and asked, "Colleague?"

He Jing nodded, and just as he was still hesitating about whether it would be too strange to introduce "this is my boyfriend", Han Zhao and his colleagues shook hands.

"Xiao Jing is on a business trip for the first time, please take care of him."

"He's very good," the female colleague smiled reservedly, not as crazy as usual, "I've been hearing about you from him all the time, and I finally saw you today."

It's all because of what you forced me to say, okay?He Jing cursed.

Han Zhao smiled at her: "Where do you live? I'll see you off."

Looking at Han Zhao's smiling eyes, the female colleague suddenly felt that she couldn't hold her heartbeat.

"No need, the boss reimburses the taxi fare, so I won't disturb the world of the two of you!"

Hearing what she said, Han Zhao no longer insisted, and left with He Jing after saying goodbye.

Not far away, He Jing didn't know what to say, Han Zhao stretched out his hand to stroke his hair, then curled his fingers and tapped his forehead.

This series of small movements made the eyes of the colleagues behind him straighten.

When they went to work the next day, the whole team knew that He Jing's boyfriend was handsome and personable, and treated him extremely well.

"I was taught a new word today." Before falling asleep one day, He Jing lay beside Han Zhao, chatting with him while playing with an iPad.

"What word?"

"Attack favors."

Han Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then laughed.

He Jing threw away the iPad in his hand, straddled him, and pretended to be fierce.

"why are you laughing?!"

Han Zhao couldn't stop laughing: "You are so funny."

"It's not what I said!" He Jing couldn't laugh or cry, "Also, how did they know that I was..."

"The one below?" Han Zhao shrugged, "It's obvious."

"Is it so obvious?!" He Jing was a little depressed, "They also said that Lawyer Lin is the Queen's servant."

"Oh why?"

"Because Lawyer Lin has a bad temper and is a bit cold... Then, with Mr. Xie's aura, no one believes him under Lawyer Lin!"

Han Zhao smiled and didn't comment.

He Jing put his arms around his neck: "They just saw you rubbing my hair, and they said you dote on me...Actually, you were always like this to your ex-boyfriends, right?"

"Not really," Han Zhao continued to rub his hair, "I've never been so nice to anyone."

He Jing was silent for a while, and said boldly: "The one in Hangzhou, you must be super nice to him."

Han Zhao's expression darkened, and then he sighed: "What are you thinking? You are the only one who has eaten the food I cooked."

"Really?" He Jing tilted his head, "Why do you only cook it for me?"

"You little one, with clumsy hands, I can only let you go." Han Zhao said helplessly.

He Jing pecked his lips and looked at him with bright eyes: "Will you always let me?"

Just as Han Zhao was about to answer, the mobile phone on the bedside table rang.He tilted his head to look, and while reaching for the phone, he said to He Jing with his mouth: "Yes."

He Jing hugged him, smiling happily.

"Hello? Xiaolongbao?"

The call was from Bao Xiaolong. As soon as Han Zhao greeted him, he realized that something was wrong with him—He Jing lifted his clothes with one hand and was busy lighting fires around.

Fortunately, he could bear this little trick.

"I'm fine, how are you?...Really? Let's have dinner together..."

Bao Xiaolong said on the phone that he would come to Shanghai for training. His wife is from a system and happened to come with him, and wanted to ask Han Zhao out for a get-together.

"If you don't eat, then do activities after dinner...singing? I'm fine...hiss..."

In the middle of speaking, Han Zhao suddenly covered the phone's microphone with his hand, turned his head and took a sharp breath.

"It's okay... I bumped my head." He took a breath, and continued to talk on the phone as if nothing had happened. "Tell me where you live, and I'll book a nearby KTV."

After a few words, Bao Xiaolong asked about He Jing's recent situation.

"He Jing?" Han Zhao glanced at the field of vision, shook his head rhythmically, and straightened his waist forward. "He has a good life, and he went to the big law firm as he wished."

He Jing paused when he heard his name.

Bao Xiaolong asked He Jing again if he could come.

"I'll ask him later." Han Zhao said as he opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out a small square and threw it to He Jing.

There was the sound of tearing packages in the room.

"Yeah, okay, let's meet and talk."

■

The day to meet Bao Xiaolong was on Saturday night, at a newly opened KTV in the city center.

On the way to the appointment, He Jing sat in Han Zhao's car, nervous all the way.

"What if the senior sees it?"

"He has nothing to do with your life circle, so you don't care what he thinks."

"He's your classmate, aren't you afraid of being known by him?"

"I don't care," Han Zhao said in a relaxed tone, "If you want, you can just tell him."

He Jing struggled for a while, and finally said discouragedly: "Forget it...you guys get together once in a while, I'm afraid I'll scare his wife."

Han Zhao shrugged.

There were a lot of people going out to play on Saturday night, and there was still a traffic jam after eight o'clock, and the red, yellow, and yellow lights on the elevated road signage indicated the congested road section.

"Scrambled eggs with tomatoes at this time..." Han Zhao raised his hand to look at his watch, and threw his mobile phone to He Jing, "Tell Xiaolongbao on WeChat, we will be late for 15 minutes."

He Jing said "oh", and began to type obediently.

The hotel where Bao Xiaolong lives is next to the KTV, and it takes only a few minutes to get there.When he received the news, he and his wife had already been taken into a small private room by the waiter.

Knowing that they were going to be late for a while, he replied "No rush" to Han Zhao, and got up to go to the supermarket in the KTV to buy some snacks.

As soon as he left the private room, Bao Xiaolong heard someone calling his nickname from behind.

"Small steamed buns!"

Bao Xiaolong turned his head in response, and a tall, thin man ran over not far away, walked up to him and looked him up and down.

"Hey, it's really you!"

"Xu Jiahui?" Bao Xiaolong looked at the man in front of him and smiled, "Why such a coincidence?"

Xu Jiahui was his college classmate who lived in the dormitory opposite, and the two hadn't seen each other for a long time.

"Hi, yes, we haven't contacted each other since the class reunion last year." Xu Jiahui was surprised to see him here, "Aren't you in Chongming? Have you changed jobs?"

"I do think," Bao Xiaolong said with a smile, "I can't change after thirty. This time, I came here with my wife for training, and by the way, I made an appointment with Han Zhaojuu."

"Han Zhao?" Xu Jiahui frowned imperceptibly, "He's there too?"

"It's not here yet, it's coming soon."

Just as Xu Jiahui was about to speak, someone stood at the door of the private room not far away and called him.

"Hey, right away," Xu Jiahui responded, then turned to Bao Xiaolong and said, "I'll go and say hello to your wife later."

■

"Dang Dang Dang~"

In a taxi waiting in line to get off the elevated highway, a WeChat notification sounded.

Xie Rui turned on the phone and looked at it.

"Xu Jiahui said that he met your college classmate and his wife at KTV, and asked if you could play with them?"

"Who?" Lin Qiao asked.

"Small steamed buns?" Xie Rui read WeChat, "Is it a nickname?"

"Well, Bao Xiaolong, the one in the dormitory opposite," Lin Qiao looked at the slow-moving traffic outside and rubbed his temples, "Tell him I'm OK."

Xie Rui said "Oh" and replied to WeChat.

"Why did Xu Jiahui ask you and not me?" Lin Qiao suddenly felt something was wrong, "When did you become his best friend?"

"He's afraid it will affect your driving."

"He gave notice not to drive."

"Really?" Xie Rui didn't change his face, "I probably didn't remember it all at once."

■

When Han Zhao brought He Jing to KTV, Bao Xiaolong had already sent him the private room number.

"323, please show me the way."

The waiter bowed and led them forward.

Turning around and walking to the door of the private room, the waiter politely knocked on the door, and pushed open the door of the private room for them with one hand.

The private room is very large, there are more than a dozen people sitting in it, and no one recognizes them at a glance.

Han Zhao was stunned for a moment, and just about to check the private room number that Bao Xiaolong had sent him, Xu Jiahui in the corner got up and greeted him.

"Boss Han is here?"

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