Time seems to have paused for a moment.

Then Qi Han slowly turned his head to meet He Ming, his eyes slightly narrowed, still the smiling expression on the corner of his mouth.

"Same name and surname? It seems that this name is quite common." He patted the empty seat next to him and said calmly, "By the way, what kind of person is your classmate?"

"I don't remember."

"Aren't you a high school classmate? You have such a bad memory?"

He Ming felt a bit confused in his heart, so he sat down next to him and said, "I remember he wasn't tall. He always sat in the front row, wearing a pair of glasses, and his head couldn't be lower. He didn't like to talk, and no matter what activities he had, he would hide in the corner from afar. Therefore, although he was in the same class, he didn't have much impression of him."

Even, he was not sure if he had seen the person in person.

Qi Han nodded knowingly and said, "It's hard for you to remember his name."

He Ming suffocated and said, "That's for a reason."

"Why?" Qi Han raised his eyebrows and immediately showed an interested expression. "Is it because he has a crush on you?"

If he were to be teased like this, He Ming would definitely turn his face on the spot, but this time he didn't show any abnormal behavior and only reached out to touch Qi Han's hair. His palms were slightly sweaty, and he felt as if his heart was pricked by something, very uncomfortable.

Qi Han's reaction just now was impeccable. And it's normal to have two people with the same name and surname. Strangely, he met these two people one after another, and one of them completely changed his name. What connection could there be between them? He Ming didn't expect it, he just didn't want to think about it.

Qi Han saw him in a daze and took the opportunity to pinch his cheek. After taking advantage of it, he smiled and retreated, saying, "Aren't you extremely busy? Why are you free again now?"

"Ah..." He Ming suddenly remembered that he hadn't finished his work yet. He quickly put aside those inexplicable thoughts and turned on his computer to get busy again.

When he finished sending his last email and was finally able to shut down his computer to catch his breath, he realized that it was almost midnight.

The TV in the living room has long been turned off, and Qi Han, who was originally sitting on the sofa, is nowhere to be seen. He Ming expected that he had already fallen asleep, and after a brief wash, he walked lightly into the room.

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The room was dark and gloomy, with only a faint moonlight shining through the window, outlining Qi Han's blurry figure - he was half sitting at the head of the bed, one hand resting on his knee, the other hand holding a cigarette, smoking non-stop, looking both cold and lonely. He Ming suddenly remembered that when they were still bed companions, every time after their love, Qi Han would also sit by the bedside smoking like this. Why does he feel a slight stabbing pain in his chest when he first see someone in the same position without feeling anything?

Just thinking about it, suddenly Qi Han lowered his head and coughed twice. He jumped in his heart and immediately walked over to snatch the cigarette from Qi Han's hand. He frowned and said, "You've smoked too much."

Qi Han looked up at him and smiled, saying, "Why? You want me to quit smoking too?"

"You're too addicted to smoking, you should be more restrained in the future." He Ming casually extinguished his cigarette and said seriously, "You can smoke up to half a pack a day."

Qi Han laughed and said, "First, it's a pack and a half a day, then one stick a day, and finally it's completely smokeless. What's this called? Boiling frogs in warm water?"

"Do you have any objections?"

"I dare not," Qi Han reached out to grab his waist and pressed his lips against it. "For the sake of beauty, I have to sacrifice a little hobby."

He Ming didn't actually have that kind of mood, but he still firmly hugged Qi Han and became entangled with him in bed. Entering that hot body time and time again seems to be just to confirm The person in his arms is a real existence. But the more so, the more empty his heart becomes.

After this night, the distance between the two seemed to deepen. On the one hand, it is because He Ming's work is too busy, and on the other hand, it is natural that the name Lu Feiyun has been like a thorn in his heart. Fortunately, this incident did not affect his condition. His performance at work was still outstanding, coupled with the full cooperation of colleagues in the company. After more than a month of intense struggle, the promotion of the new product was finally successfully completed.

On the day of the celebration banquet, Qin Yuntian also arrived. The group first had a big meal in the restaurant, and then they clamored to go to the bar.

As a manager, He Ming was certainly drunk by the people under his command, but in the end, Qin Yuntian helped him block a few glasses. Despite this, he also felt a bit dizzy. He took some time to go to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water before feeling much clearer.

When he finished tidying up his suit and returned to his seat, he found that his colleagues had already finished dancing, except for Qin Yuntian who was still sitting there, playing with his phone on the table.

He Ming was stunned and didn't retrieve his phone. He just sat down next to him and started pulling off his tie. Qin Yuntian glanced at him and asked, "Are you drunk? Your tolerance for alcohol seems to have declined."

He Ming exhaled but did not respond. Qin Yuntian didn't find it boring and continued, "Have you been feeling down lately? Is it because of my relationship or your lover? He already knows about our relationship, right?"

He Ming's body shook and he immediately turned his head to stare at him. Qin Yuntian shook his phone and said, "Your phone rang just now. I answered it for you, it was him calling."

Without hesitation, He Ming retrieved his phone and upon checking, there was indeed Qi Han's phone number. He quickly asked, "What did you tell him?"

"It's not a big deal," Qin Yuntian smiled slightly, maintaining his usual elegant demeanor. "I just told him that I'm alone with you.