Picking Up Stars [MTL] (Completed)

Chapter 70

    Xing Yan's hands were covered with mud, so he went in to wash them. When he came out after washing his hands, Qin Fang asked him: "Have you eaten?"

    "No," Xing Yan said, "What do you want to eat?"

    "What are you doing? You go buy it for me?" Qin Fang smiled ask him.

    Xing Yan didn't speak, Qin Fang had already walked towards the gate of the yard, and said as he walked, "Let's go, Brother Yan."

    Xing Yan pursed his lips, but followed him: "Here we are."

    These two days, Xing Yan was afraid of Qin Fang It was uncomfortable to be alone with him, and I avoided it more or less. When the two were eating, Qin Fang said, "Don't hide from me, I'm not awkward, and I won't be uncomfortable."

    Xing Yan glanced at him and said, "Okay, I got it."

    "Are you busy this time too?" ?” Qin Fang asked him.

    Xing Yan said: "Well, these two months will be very busy, I originally planned to come back in June."

    Qin Fang nodded, took a bite, and asked him again: "Then will you return in June?"

    "Return." Xing Yan looked at him and answered seriously.

    Qin Fang smiled and said, "Okay."

    Qin Fang didn't mention it to Xing Yan when chatting, as if what happens to you in the future is our own business, and has nothing to do with the other party. The chat sounded very familiar, but in fact he was also deliberately keeping a distance, similar to those ambiguous words last night that he didn't say a word.

    Intimate and distant. Qin Fang is too good at chatting, and he controls this speed very well.

    Xing Yan was not a talkative person, and he was not that good at chatting. In the past, he could only play straight balls if he wanted to talk, and he could just say what was on his mind, but now he can't say what's on his mind, and Qin Fang didn't want to listen. The result of such a chat is that Xing Yan is too passive, and the rhythm is controlled by Qin.

    Qin Fang suddenly remembered what Han Xiaogong said yesterday, he had never seen Brother Yan so cowardly.

    Thinking of this, he felt a little sour again, and was reluctant to continue the chat.

    They remained in this state for a whole day. When they were brothers before, Qin Fang was a straight man with a single muscle, and his rhythm was always controlled by Xing Yan. Now that a few years have passed, Qin Fang has become the one who grasps the rhythm.

    As a bystander, Han Xiaogong also understood in the afternoon, he shook his head with a smile, and his boss Tu went to lie down in the room. There was still the smell of this person in the room, that faint smell of traditional Chinese medicine that could never go away.     The two outside were sitting on the sofa, occasionally talking a few words, and then Qin Fang became a little sleepy, leaning his head on the sofa and fell asleep. Xing Yan was able to sit beside him more calmly when he fell asleep, and he didn't have to look away.     The north has just warmed up, and the big boys who get tanned in the sun have not been tanned much at the moment, so they are not tanned. The youthful look between his eyebrows and eyes is still there, and he looks handsome and down-to-earth when he is sleeping peacefully. This face is engraved in Xing Yan's heart, and he has to go through it in his heart almost every night. Now it seems that he has not changed much, almost no different from him in memory, but he has grown up a little.     "Regret?" Han Xiaogong leaned against the door and asked him.