Looking Through the Mirror

He had just finished telling people, "There are few patients today, so wait if you are not in a hurry, and we will have dinner together after work", when he heard the jingle of wind chimes hanging at the door, he looked up and saw a dark figure, almost He was dragged through the door by someone, and sat in front of him involuntarily.

Emperor Yuan Xie was sitting on the sofa beside him reading those professional books that he put on the coffee table, he raised his head and smiled at him when he heard the sound, the meaning was self-evident.

The standing one was also dressed in black, with a golden lion printed on the front of the T-shirt, and a pair of earphones around his neck. He looked like a student, with his right hand resting on the other's shoulder, pressing his face tightly On the contrary, he was calm and relaxed, and he couldn't see how much effort he was exerting in his hands.

"Mr. Quezhou, right? I'm sorry to interrupt you without an appointment, but the incident happened suddenly..." the young man said, and sat on another chair, "I suspect he has ADHD, I want to..."

The people in the company interrupted him before he finished speaking: "Why do you slander me for ADHD all day long? Playing for fun, can it be considered ADHD! Besides..." His amber eyes rolled, and they moved quickly Kissed the corner of the young man's lips, then returned to his original position as if nothing had happened, and stared at him with a smile, "Don't you just like my ADHD, what's so interesting about it."

The tips of the young man's ears turned red and peach-like at a speed visible to the naked eye, but he still pretended to be calm and hummed softly to express his disapproval.The young man forced him to stand up, "Excuse me, let's visit again next time~" Before leaving, he did not forget to wink at the other end of the desk.

The location of the consultation room is a bit remote, even in the peak hours of the morning and evening, there are not many noisy voices. The two walked a long way, and fragmentary conversations were caught in the wind and drifted into the room.

"I said earlier that there will be a rehearsal at night, and the captain is the most nagging person. If I get nagged later, it must be because of you."

"It's none of my business for you to suffer on your own."

"Shangguan Hongxin! Why are you such a small-minded person who always pays attention to every detail? Didn't you just touch you, and at worst let you touch it back."

"If you keep talking so much, I'll go and tell your captain that you want me to take you to the doctor, so that I can skip the rehearsal."

Everything just now—from the two people entering the door to leaving, happened so fast that people had no time to react. Que Zhou still maintained the previous action of tidying up the desktop, holding a stack of notebooks and staring at the door dumbfoundingly until his hand The things in it were picked up by someone before finally regaining consciousness.

Emperor Yuanxie returned the things to their original positions, bent down and propped himself up on the edge of the table, put the person outside the circle into his arms, and asked him, "What are you looking at so engrossed in?"

"It's so interesting to see young people nowadays." Que Zhou rolled his eyes and pushed the person who imprisoned him, "Excuse me, make room." He said, raising his wrist to look at the time, "I've set 06: 30 seats, if you don’t leave, it will be cancelled.”

"Hey, if you invite someone to dinner, you will be treated to wait. How can there be such a reason in the world?" Yuan Xiehuang also laughed, pushed away a little, turned around and sat on the table with his chest folded, "I don't agree."

Que Zhou stood up and looked at him for a while, finally bent down slightly as if he had compromised, stretched out a hand to him, and asked: "Okay, then, this busy man with so many things to do, may I have the honor, Inviting you to dinner?"

His expression is still gentle, like the wind blowing the green willow branches in early spring, or the sunlight shining on his body through the curtains in the autumn afternoon, without any discomfort.Emperor Yuanxie then reached out and grabbed his hand.

"my pleasure."

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