opposition

"Take care of your employees," Zhou Yan said to Qin Ting, holding a watermelon, "You're a waste of money, but you can learn how to flatter."

Qin Ting didn't know what reaction he should give at this moment, whether to help his employees stand out, or to see the reality of justice and judge this trash severely.

"This," Zhou Yan patted the watermelon and smiled at him, "Thanks."

The smile on his face is the kind of smile that everyone laughs at.

It was the first time I looked so closely, only to realize that the smile didn't seem... sincere?Or maybe it wasn't a heartfelt laugh at all.

At that moment, Qin Ting inexplicably said, "Would you like to come with me to the room on the third floor?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Qin Ting wanted to tear his own mouth off.

Call your mother to owe!

"Sit... sit?" Zhou Yan frowned and thought for a while, "Please... me?"

It's fucking polite!

Please three masters!

Qin Ting sighed: "Yes."

He hated Zhou Yan quite a bit, but the more he hated a person, the more interested he was in a person. This seemed to be an eternal truth, so Qin Ting took it for granted that he was very interested in Zhou Yan.

He could only see Zhou Yan in the school who was as lucky as he saved the entire galaxy in his previous life, but he didn't know what this Zhou Yan, who had left school and returned to life, looked like.

Zhou Yan looked shocked after hearing Qin Ting's answer, and after a while he said in a bit of embarrassment: "But I still have to go back...let me make a phone call first."

Could it be that he wants to call and summon a bunch of street hooligans to come over and deal with him?Qin Ting thought about it, it should be impossible.

"Let's fight." Qin Ting said, "I'll wait for you."

Zhou Yan took out his mobile phone and went to the other side of the shelf to make a call.

"Xiao Xiao," Qin Ting leaned on the shelf, "Using money to do good deeds is the basic principle of life. I won't tell my parents this time. Next time, I will serve you better and don't let people report it."

Little Xiao Ru, who was worried about sweating all over before, was amnesty and nodded again and again: "Okay! Don't worry, I will definitely change it next time! I will definitely change it!"

"Okay, that's it." Qin Ting said, "The snacks and watermelon will be sent to the room on the third floor for me later, um, let's pick some delicious new ones and send them together."

"Good! Good!" Xiao Xiao deserved to be very attentive.

Qin Ting had already taken two steps towards Zhou Yan, but when he heard Xiao Xiao's answer, he still looked back at the attentive waiter.

The flattery is very familiar.

It really is.

"That's good," Zhou Yan's voice was low and gentle, "You don't have to wait for me to come back, go to bed early, I will remember to bring watermelon and apples."

"Girlfriend?" Qin Ting walked behind Zhou Yan and asked teasingly.

"No." Zhou Yan locked the screen, put the phone back in his pocket, turned his head and frowned at Qin Ting, "Why are you doing this? Overhearing other people's calls?"

"I didn't eavesdrop!" Qin Ting was very aggrieved, and pointed back at Xiao Xiao, "If you don't believe me, you can ask him, I just walked over! I just swept my ears, but I didn't listen to anything!"

"Okay, okay!" Zhou Yan seemed a little unaccustomed to him shouting so loudly, "Can you stop shouting?"

"I didn't eavesdrop," Qin Ting repeated, "really."

"Okay," Zhou Yan was a little helpless, "...I believe in you."

"It's not that I'm hypocritical," Qin Ting led him upstairs, "I really hate others wronging me. I have suffered enough wrongs since I was a child, and I will feel more uncomfortable if I am wronged."

Zhou Yan walked behind him without speaking.

"Why didn't you recognize me today?" Qin Ting asked again, "Don't you remember me after being in the same class for so long?"

Zhou Yan followed him and turned a corner, but still didn't speak.

"Zhou Yan?" Qin Ting paused, "Will I talk to you?"

Zhou Yan's complexion is very bad, his lips are a little pale, his eyes are loose, and he looks like he just walked out of the gate of hell.

"En." Zhou Yan replied, his voice was very small and very hoarse.

"What's the matter with you?" Qin Ting couldn't understand at all, why did the person who was still fine just take such two steps, so delicate?

"I..." Zhou Yan swayed suddenly, and his whole body slammed heavily on the handrail of the stairs next to him.

"Fuck!" Qin Ting rushed over to support him, "Are you alright?"

"I..." Zhou Yan held Qin Ting's arm with one hand, and spoke with difficulty, "I... I'm hungry."

Qin Ting: "..."

Half an hour later, Zhou Yan, who was delicate and weak in limbs, was carried up to the room on the third floor by Qin Ting. After taking two sticks of glucose and a bowl of sky-high priced beef soup from the restaurant next to the supermarket, he finally recovered.

The third floor of the supermarket is the furniture and bedding area. There is a small room on the left at the far end. There are beds, air conditioners, computers and a toilet.

Zhou Yan was leaning against the head of the bed, slowly nibbling a piece of imported chocolate in his hand, while Qin Ting was sitting next to him with a swivel chair, staring at him intently.

"Are you hypoglycemic?" Qin Ting asked after a long time before clearing his throat.

"Yes," Zhou Yan replied very honestly, "According to the normal schedule, I should be eating at home now, but I want to buy something temporarily."

"Is your hypoglycemia serious?" Qin Ting frowned slightly, "I was quite caught off guard. I looked fine one second, but the next second your face scared me so much that I broke out in a cold sweat."

Zhou Yan's eyes suddenly closed, as if thinking of some not-so-good memories, his whole face was filled with displeasure.

"It's very serious," Zhou Yan said a little unhappy, "It's so serious that you don't have enough sugar and you can faint on the spot. It's annoying."

"Thank you today, you can calculate the money for food, and I will transfer the money to you later." Zhou Yan added.

"No need!" Qin Ting quickly refused, "It's not much money!"

"No," Zhou Yan was very persistent. He even immediately took out his mobile phone and clicked on WeChat, "Add a friend, and I will forward it to you."

"No need!" Qin Ting got up and helped him put the phone back on the bed, and said without any rejection, "It's okay to add a friend, and the money is really forgotten!"

"Why?" Zhou Yan stretched out his hand to take back the mobile phone, and looked at Qin Ting in confusion, "We don't know each other well..."

Because I'm really not short of this little money.Qin Ting was very helpless, he really had no other reason, just not short of this little money.

This little money is not enough for half of what he pays for taking people out to dinner after the fight.

But people cannot pretend.

Be low-key.

"However, we have been in the same class for so long," Qin Ting looked at him, "There is no reason to pay for a drink of glucose, Zhou Yan, don't you think so?"

Zhou Yan didn't speak, swiped open the phone screen, and clicked into the WeChat scan.

Qin Ting took out his mobile phone knowingly, and clicked on the personal QR code on WeChat.

The two completed the process of adding friends in silence.

"You Qin's father?" Zhou Yan read Qin Ting's WeChat nickname, and then clicked on his profile picture, which was an emoji of kneeling down and calling him Dad.

In the end, Zhou Yan concluded: "Qin Ting, you really have great ambitions."