I can't live, I can't afford to die

Xiao Chun smiled at Liang Shiwei: "It's not cold."

Liang Shiwei glanced at his hands: "I still said it's not cold, but my hands are so red."

Then he pulled away Xiao Chun's palm that was close to his face: "Don't cover it like this, be careful of frostbite on your face."

Xiao Chun didn't take it seriously, and smiled and stretched out his hands to rub his cheeks vigorously: "It's okay, just rub it twice like this to warm it up, and there will be no sores."

Liang Shiwei grabbed Xiao Chun's hand and squeezed his hands together in his palm.Liang Shiwei has big hands, and he can easily hold Xiao Chun's two hands with one hand.

Xiao Chun only felt that his hands were firmly restrained, and he couldn't move even if he wanted to. Although it hurt a little from the confinement, it was very warm.

It was so warm that he couldn't bear to move, he was afraid that Liang Shiwei would let go of his hand if he struggled for a while.

He stood facing Liang Shiwei, because the hands were held, the two were very close and could hear each other's snort.

Xiao Chun smiled and said in a low voice: "Uncle, in fact, you don't look so fierce, in fact...you are..." After hesitating a few times, Xiao Chun's voice became lower, but he still opened his mouth in embarrassment, " You're... fine."

Liang Shiwei was silent for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing out loud as if hearing a very funny joke.After laughing enough, he squinted his eyes and looked at Xiao Chun. The playful smile on his face continued, and he said, "My child, you are very cute. Do you know what others say about me?"

Seeing Xiao Chun shaking his head blankly, Liang Shiwei let go of his hand, and patted Xiao Chun's shoulder: "You will know soon." After a pause, he bowed his head slightly, and said to Xiao Chun: "I really hope that after hearing other people's comments, you can still say that I am a good person, haha... a good person..."

Liang Shiwei was a head taller than Xiao Chun, and when he bowed his head to talk to him, one hand was still hanging on Xiao Chun's shoulder, and half of his body was half leaning and half leaning, dragging Xiao Chun inside.

It is said to be a brokerage company, but it is actually more like a studio.To Xiao Chun's surprise, the interior decoration style is quite different from Liang Shiwei's impression. He originally thought it would be a cold and simple style of black, white and gray, but unexpectedly, it is ostentatious and bright everywhere.

There are not many people in the company, most of them are shuttling in the cubicles, but they seem busy and lively.Seeing Liang Shiwei, they all paused what they were doing, and greeted him with a smile. "Brother Liang" kept saying "Brother Liang", but no one looked at Xiao Chun. It seemed that it was common for Liang Shiwei to enter the company with a new face. .

Liang Shiwei half-pushed and half-dragged him into a studio. A man was lying on a large sofa to catch up on sleep. He covered his eyes with one arm and covered half of his face, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly.But his red shirt was very eye-catching, and the half of his arm exposed by the cuffs was even more white.

Liang Shiwei let go of the hand hanging on Xiao Chun's shoulder, walked to the sofa, raised his foot and kicked the sleeping man's leg with the tip of his shoe: "Don't sleep, get up, and show you someone."

The man in red muttered a few words, moved his arms, sat up slowly reluctantly, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples: "Can't you die, let me rest for a day? How long will I I haven't had a good night's sleep, and you really can't see me resting." With a particularly clean voice, the end of each sentence will rise slightly, like a small hook, hooking the hearts of those who listen to him .

Liang Shiwei asked him, "Did you get called out again last night? Is the surname Ye or Luo?"

"Lafayette Luo. By the way, Liang, you talked about the resource that you wanted to get a while ago. I told old man Luo yesterday, and it should be fine."

"Old pervert, I've talked to him several times, but he still refuses to let go..."

In a blink of an eye, seeing Xiao Chun looking at him curiously, Liang Shiwei stopped talking: "Yizhe, how about this kid I brought?"

The man in red stopped rubbing his hands between his foreheads, and raised his eyes to look at Xiao Chun.

Xiao Chun finally saw this man clearly.