Love you, never separate

"What if he recognizes me?" He Qing added.

When Zhou Li heard he Qing say this, he felt sad. Then he held back a smile and said, "yes, you're a smart kid. You're the smart one!"

"And then? Whose name did you sign? " Zhou Li asked again.

"Li Yang's." He Qing said with a smile, "do you think I set up a flag for him? Ha ha ha

"Why do you want to sign Li Yang's name?" Zhou Li held back, but he still couldn't hold back his jealousy.

"..." he qingmo said for a moment, "whose name should I write? Chen Feng

"Do you know him well? Why write his name? " Zhou Li hummed.

"Wei Zhuang?" He Qing asked again.

"Well! I can't write his name! " Zhou Li's nostrils raised, said.

"..." he Qing made the last attempt, "then... Lin Xu?"

"Do you know him? Just... "Zhou Li started again.

"You're a living person. You'll have to do whatever I write." He Qing can't bear to interrupt Zhou Li's words, saying.

"I'm going to be a master today!" Zhou Li patted on the bed, "why don't you write about me?"

"..." he Qing gave Zhou Li a complicated look, like looking at a mentally retarded man, "darling, seriously, what's the difference between writing your name and writing my name?" We are both famous now. You should be sober!

Zhou Li suddenly dropped his head and did not speak. He Qing was a little uncomfortable because of his long silence, "brother li..."

"He Qing, I'm sorry." Zhou Li added.

"Brother Li, you're here again. As I said, I don't blame you." He Qing repeated what he said on the phone this afternoon.

"But..." what else did Zhou Li want to say.

"But, besides, I hung up." He Qing reached out to the mobile phone and threatened.

"Well, let's go to sleep, he Qing." Zhou Li finally choked his words back.

Recently, the situation is really not optimistic. First, Xingyao suddenly suppressed him. He had already been dealing with a lot of troubles. Chen's boss came back again and united with his former enemy Xingyao to pit Zhou.

Now the video has come out again... Everything is too coincidental. Why are all things triggered together at one time? It's like... It's arranged.

He Qing had a deep sleep. When he woke up again, he picked up the mobile phone he had left on the bed at will and looked at it. The call lasted seven hours and five minutes. It was obvious that he had just been hung up.

Looking at the news Zhou Li sent him, he felt warm in his heart. "There's a morning meeting to open. I'll hang up first. Don't forget to have breakfast. Love you ＾ 3 ＾"

He Qing stares at the last Yan Wen for five minutes. The more he looks, the more he feels like Zhou Li. He chuckles twice before he gets up to go to work.

When he arrived at the teahouse, he obviously felt that the staff's eyes were a little strange. He couldn't help laughing at himself. Also, after a night, he must have seen the news.

As usual, he pretended that nothing had happened, nodded to the staff one by one, and the smile on his face was impeccable.

When he got to the office, he just sat down on the sofa and looked at the ceiling. It turned out that no matter how many psychological hints he gave himself, he would still care about other people's opinions.

As before, he still cares about the views of people around him. His nerves are extremely sensitive. As long as someone looks at him with different eyes, he can feel it.

No matter how he does not care on the surface, he still cares to death in his heart. No one will not care about his reputation, let alone such a serious thing.

He took out his mobile phone and pressed the screen to light up. He was dazed until the screen went out. Then he pressed it to light up, and then dazed until it went out.

He wants to see how far the public opinion has been fermented, but he doesn't have the courage. He doesn't want to see the curse on him on the Internet. He can't bear such a large-scale blow. What should he do? Just the last time he was hit and searched, others scolded him, and he suffered to death.

This time, there was another media review. Almost all the people on the Internet were scolding him

He Qing closed her eyes, opened her cell phone, and opened her microblog.

One point into the micro blog, his mobile phone was directly blocked by one after another of aitega's private messages and comments. It took a long time for the card to load out slowly. He picked up the above private messages and took a look.

There are small fans who ask him if it is true. Some rational people ask him why he did it. Those with a hot temper start to scold him directly, and some shameless bitches rush out like wholesale.

After reading the first few sentences, he couldn't go down to the back. He suddenly admired those netizens who lived on the Internet all the year round. They could write a composition without repetition.

Before the pain in his chest began to gather, he ordered to delete it, then glanced down, and deleted all the private messages of the swearing people.

If there were private letters encouraging him, he would click in to have a look and carefully reply one by one with a thank you.

Although this kind of private letter is rare, he still feels very happy. At least, there are still people willing to stand on his side, right?

In the private letter list, he saw the name of the person who cheered him up last time when he was on the hot search. It's been more than half a year, but the person still hasn't changed his name or changed his avatar, which is quite specific.

This man is a good man, he thought subconsciously.

When he saw that string of familiar IDS, he didn't even look at the content below, so he directly went in.

Sure enough, as last time, one after another of the philosophy of life, soul chicken soup, finally added, "I believe you."

Just these four words fall into He Qing's eyes. He Qing only feels sour and wants to cry. He is just a stranger on the Internet, but he is so encouraged and unconditionally believes in him. He is very moved.

He also edited a long private letter to reply to the past, and the words were full of gratitude to the man. He thought that the news would only sink into the sea, and there would be no reply.

But he didn't expect that the message sent this time directly showed that he had read it, and it came back in seconds.

Only a few words, but between the lines is filled with countless care, "are you better now? How do you feel? "

He Qing feels a little familiar with this tone, but he can't remember who it is.

"Better. Thank you for trusting me. Thank you very much." He Qing once again expressed his sincere thanks to him.

"Ha ha, so outsider?"