little lover

Zhuo Yifan threw down the paintbrush angrily, and quarreled with him on the phone in the middle of the night until two o'clock in the morning. The argument was whether he was stubborn or not.

After the quarrel, Han Qiaoye laughed.

Han Qiaoye asked in a low voice, hoarse and sleepy, "Yifan, I'm flying back to Lu City tomorrow afternoon."

The child on the other side of the microphone was quiet for a while before saying, "...Oh."

Han Qiaoye said again, "Stop arguing, okay? When you're like this, I don't feel at ease when I leave."

Zhuo Yifan said in a muffled voice, "I didn't want to argue with you either."

Han Qiaoye said, "Well, I will let you next time."

Zhuo Yifan groaned for a while, and said, "You said the same thing last time."

Han Qiaoye laughed and said, "When did you say that?"

Zhuo Yifan spoke in a low voice, and said slowly: "You said it last time when we were on the boat and had a whole lake banquet."

Hearing his voice, Han Qiaoye softened his heart: "Do you still remember? I thought you didn't care what I said at that time."

"I remember." Zhuo Yifan said, "I actually remember everything you said."

It's because you said it that you remember it, and it's because something came out of your mouth that it arouses more anger than if you heard it from anyone.

It seems that all emotions are drawn and controlled.

Zhuo Yifan wanted to take a deep breath, but he moved slightly, and then he heard the person on the other side of the microphone sigh softly, and he suddenly held his breath, feeling sour in his heart, unwilling to let the other party know his current emotions.

Han Qiaoye didn't notice it, he just said a few more words to Zhuo Yifan: "I'll just go for a short time, and I'll be back in maybe ten days and a half months. You go to class well, and I'll bring you a gift when I come back."

Zhuo Yifan agreed, and after hearing the other party hang up, there was a blind tone, and he still held the hot phone and didn't put it down.

When Han Qiaoye was about to leave the next day, he was still not at ease while packing up his things. It happened that his little nephew came back for lunch at noon, so he called the child up and told him to let his little nephew look after him.

In layman's terms, it is to occupy the other party's private space as much as possible, and wait for him to come back so that he can continue to occupy it.

The young master patted his chest and agreed, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, uncle~ I've already made an appointment with Brother Yifan, let's go out together this weekend!"

Han Qiaoye: "..."

Han Qiaoye stopped packing his things, turned to look at the child, and asked him, "When did you tell him?"

The young master blinked and said, "Hey? It was the last time you quarreled with brother Yifan and then asked me to coax him to eat. We talked for a long time, and we made an appointment that day to meet at the weekend."

Han Qiao thought wildly, should he also pay attention to this little bastard staring at the grass beside his nest?

The young master was looked at with a question mark on his forehead, and seeing the serious expression on his uncle's frowning, he was a little puzzled.

Han Qiaoye patted his forehead lightly, and said with a smile, "Little thing, you have a lot of tricks, it's okay, you watch for me first, you have to report to me at any time, Brother Yifan." , do you hear me?"

Seeing that his uncle relaxed his expression, the young master also raised his head and showed a big smiling face, nodding repeatedly, very well-behaved.

Han Qiaoye returned to Lu City, busy with things, and because of the previous incident, the two of them paid a lot of attention to each other when they talked after a little cold war. For various reasons, they talked a lot less than usual.

Zhuo Yifan was also very busy staying in the capital. He made an appointment with Han Zizhuo and the others to go to the bookstore on the weekend. He originally thought that a dozen children would be able to come. Signed in at five o'clock.Some of them belonged to the young master and his group, and some were book buyers in the bookstore. They joined in the fun and saw the signings, so they also bought a few books for autographs.

Han Zizhuo and his children lined up very orderly, and the people who came later also formed a long queue, which was more formal than at the book fair.

Sun An obviously didn't expect the effect to be so good, so he took some photos and brought them back for publicity.At the end of the night, the young master was still holding his father's hand and came to invite Zhuo Yifan to dinner. Zhuo Yifan saw the eldest son of the Han family for the first time, so he hurriedly got up and shook hands with him. Sweating: "Hello, that, my name is Zhuo Yifan!"

Han Qiaoyang was wearing a light-colored casual outfit, which was somewhat similar to the young master's, and he looked very friendly. He shook hands with him with a smile and said, "Hello, I have heard Xiaozhuo say it many times, and I also I have read your book, the paintings are very good, I wonder if I have this opportunity to treat you to dinner?"

Zhuo Yifan was a little confused, probably mixed with nervousness. Before he could answer, Sun An came to find him, and he seemed to be in a hurry.Zhuo Yifan brought some excuses: "Sorry, next time, I will treat you to dinner next time."

Han Qiaoyang readily agreed. He seemed gentle and easy to talk to. He left a business card and left with his son.

Zhuo Yifan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and felt his heart reset slowly.

Sun An came over and asked him, "Boss, Mr. Zhuo said he wanted to make a video connection with you tonight..."

Zhuo Yifan frowned and said, "Didn't you just watch the video last week? What are you doing again?"

Sun An bit the bullet and said: "He said that he can't watch the news broadcast abroad, and he wants you to watch the news while video chatting with him."

Zhuo Yifan said, "Isn't it all available online?"

Sun An said: "Perhaps Mr. Zhuo wants to watch the live broadcast..."

Zhuo Yifan still wanted to talk, but Sun An wryly smiled and said, "Little boss, don't embarrass me, and don't embarrass Mr. Zhuo either. He just wants to chat with you. He can't find any good reason, and he's afraid to do it face to face with you." Sitting with nothing to say, I just talked about watching the news."

Zhuo Yifan stretched his waist and moved around, and said in a muffled voice, "I see, you tell him, I'll make a video call with him at seven o'clock in the evening."

After going back to eat something simple in the evening, Zhuo Yifan took another bag of potato chips and checked Weibo while eating.Not surprisingly, someone took a picture of him signing a sale in the bookstore and posted it on Weibo. He was probably a true fan. Before posting, he even posted a photo of him. The side profile looks very handsome.

Zhuo Yifan clicked and kept it contentedly.

While scrolling through Weibo, Han Qiaoye called. He seemed to be in a good mood and asked him, "Are you back from the signing? How are you? Are you tired?"

Zhuo Yifan said: "It's okay, it's only three hours, and I'm not too tired."

Han Qiaoye laughed, and asked again, "Are they all children? I see that many adults also went."

Zhuo Yifan hadn't talked to him for a long time, and suddenly he heard his voice and his heart beat faster, and he didn't want potato chips, so he was holding a pen and turning around while trying his best to pretend nothing had happened. Zizi said: "Oh, most of those are parents who brought their children with them. I signed the children's book part today."

Han Qiaoye also asked about his little nephew, probably because the young master is too good, and the two of them had a lot of topics to talk about, and slowly they started talking more.Zhuo Yifan heard Han Qiaoye whisper something over there, as if there was someone beside him, his ears trembled, and he said, "Aren't you home?"

Han Qiaoye smiled and said, "No, I've worked so hard, I'm still on the road, I have to talk about something later."

Zhuo Yifan really wanted to ask, but he felt that he was still a student and knew nothing about Han Qiaoye's work. When he was frowning, he heard Han Qiaoye call his name again: "I've been thinking about you these days, do you miss me?"

Zhuo Yifan's ears trembled again, and he blushed and said, "Think about it a few times."

Han Qiaoye coaxed him: "Only a few times? Tsk, I think so much in a day, and I still want to talk to you after I go back..." This time the conversation was cut off, and the other video connection was almost Cut in at exactly seven o'clock!

The photo on the screen of the phone was bright and dazzling. At the same time as the ringtone was ringing, the middle-aged man with the standard smile showing eight teeth in the photo also appeared in the light and shadow.The man in the photo is well-dressed and looks like a successful person. If it weren't for the bronze forehead and scarred face, it would be more perfect.

Zhuo Yifan was still a little guilty when he picked it up, like a child who had a puppy love and was caught by his father, "Hey, I forgot the time just now, I, I will turn on the TV now!"

Boss Zhuo was still wearing a handmade suit that he only wore when he went out, and his tie was still on. Sitting there, he looked more reserved than Zhuo Yifan. All stuffed into the small screen: "It's okay, it's okay! Dad is not in a hurry, you can find it slowly... Fanfan, what were you up to just now, so focused?"

Zhuo Yifan turned the camera over, turned on the TV for his father to watch, and said vaguely: "It's nothing, just chat with friends casually."

Boss Zhuo doesn't want to watch TV at all!He still wanted to continue the topic just now: "Which friend are you chatting with? Does Dad know you?"

Zhuo Yifan said, "You don't know him."

Boss Zhuo asked again: "Then can dad get to know him in the future?"

Zhuo Yifan: "..."

Zhuo Yifan stared blankly at the ceiling for a while before giving an uncertain answer: "Well, it depends on the situation."

Boss Zhuo was very satisfied, and while watching the news broadcast, he tried to talk about his relationship with his son.

Good news broadcast!There are major domestic events, international news, everything, there is always one that can make a few nonsense with your son, isn't it?Even if not, he still has a big killer move!

Boss Zhuo watched the news broadcast dryly for a while, until it was almost over, he quickly switched to a new topic: "Fanfan, how is Mr. Fang recently?"