He... has already given up?

That's right, isn't all love in this world like this?

When love comes and goes, once separated, it gradually fades over time, and no one can live without it.

Besides, what does he want Qi Han's love for?

The kind of love built on false lies only makes people afraid.

He Ming nodded to himself, his expression not changing much, but his back felt cold and hot, unable to describe what he felt. He thought he must be drunk, that's why he let his thoughts go and imagined where Qi Han would be now.

The world is so big, where is he going to find him?

Even in his dreams, he vaguely saw the figure of the person sitting by the bedside smoking. Amidst the swirling smoke, Qi Han's pitch black eyes were silent and lonely, making one feel heartbroken. He almost forgot the estrangement between the two of them and immediately rushed forward, but with a stretch of his hands, he only embraced a void.

"Qi Han -"

He Ming woke up using this name, and the emptiness in his dream still lingered. He stared at the snow-white ceiling for a long time before gradually regaining his senses.

He have a severe headache.

He knew it was a symptom of a hangover, but he didn't understand how he got home and lay in bed. His last memory still lingered in the scene of drinking with Lin Huan last night.

What happened later?

Has he passed out drunk? Who sent him home?

He Ming pressed his sore forehead and just wanted to get out of bed when someone pushed the door open. Qin Yuntian came in with a bowl of hot Congee and smiled, "Wake up?"

He Ming couldn't conceal his surprise and said, "Why are you at my house?"

"Last night, you got drunk at the bar. Director Lin from Jiayang called me and I went to pick you up."

"I see."

"Hello," Qin Yuntian kicked the edge of the bed and said, "is this your attitude towards someone who has worked hard to take care of you all night?"

He Ming's head was still hurting, so he had to give a perfunctory thank you.

Qin Yuntian was satisfied and handed the bowl in his hand to him, saying, "I guess you might be hungry when you wake up, so you ordered takeout. You can make do with it."

It was a bowl of ordinary white porridge with a little minced meat sprinkled on it.

He Ming leaned against the bedside and took a few bites, then quickly frowned and put the bowl aside.

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"What's wrong? It's not delicious?"

"Not to my taste."

In fact, Congee tastes good, but it's not the kind he likes. If it's cooked by Qi Han... stop! Why does he think of that person again? When can he completely forget him?

He Ming hates his muddy and watery personality, but he always remembers the expression on Qi Han's face in his dreams.

Perhaps his face was too ugly, Qin Yuntian couldn't help but complain, "You're such a difficult guy to serve. I don't know how so many people like you? Hey, having a good face is just taking advantage. Remember before..."

When He Ming heard him mention the past, his heart couldn't help but move. Suddenly, he asked, "How much do you remember from the past?"

"Don't worry, my memory is very good. I remember all the bad things you did clearly."

He Ming was too lazy to argue with him and just asked, "Do you remember our high school classmate named Lu Feiyun?"

When he said that name, his heart was beating extremely fast, but Qin Yuntian answered even faster: "Of course."

This natural attitude surprised He Ming and he asked, "Do you really remember him? Why?"

"Ah? Because he's very special," Qin Yuntian pondered for a moment and said, "He has a gloomy personality, doesn't like to talk, and rarely attends class activities. Maybe he's sick? It's said that he committed suicide several times before transferring to our school."

He Ming's heart tightened as he could not match Qi Han's account just by listening to this description. "How come I have never heard of these things before?"

"You have always been above your expectations, how could you put others in your shoes? However, other classmates don't like to get close to him, only you are quite casual. Sometimes when there is a shortage of people in group activities, you will also bring him into our group."

He Ming was taken aback, obviously having no impression of it at all.

Qin Yuntian sighed and said, "You really don't remember. I'm sure you also forgot... how did you bully others?"

He Ming suddenly widened his eyes and asked, "Do I have one?"

"Of course, relying on your good looks has hurt many people's hearts. That person surnamed Lu seems to quite like you. For a period of time, he often secretly watched you, helped you with your duty, copied homework, and so on. Later, he even said he wanted to be friends with you? You found him annoying, so you found the little thug from the next class to teach him a lesson."

He Ming was greatly surprised.

He used to have a bad temper, but would he really go this far?

"Of course, you were just a high school student back then. Throwing back the things someone gave you, or mocking him in front of the whole class, could only be considered an ordinary prank, but once..."

What?

Is there anything else?

Sweat seeped out of He Ming's palm, but Qin Yuntian was completely unaware, Continuing, he said, "I remember it was Christmas in his third year of high school, right? Although Lu Feiyun was beaten black and blue by the neighbor class's A Liang, he still likes to follow you as he used to when he comes back to school after his injury is healed. A Liang found it interesting and made a bet with you to arrange a meeting with him on Christmas night. The bet is to see how long he will wait for you at the agreed location."

Regarding this memory, He Ming's mind was still blank, so he had to ask in a stiff voice, "Did I agree?"

"You love face so much, how could you possibly refuse? Anyway, you just need to write a note casually, and Lu Feiyun will be extremely happy. But that night, a group of us went to sing KTV and played all night, and we had already forgotten about the gambling agreement. It wasn't until the next morning when we returned to school and passed by the place where you arranged to meet him..."

"How's it going?" He Ming felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his mouth and nervously grabbed Qin Yuntian's hand.

"I saw Lu Feiyun still waiting there," Qin Yuntian looked out the window, as if recalling the scene of that morning, "It snowed at night, and his clothes were all wet. His hair was wet and pressed against his cheeks, with only one pair of bright eyes staring at you so firmly. You completely forgot about meeting him, didn't even look at him, and walked directly past him. After taking a few steps, I couldn't help but look back at him and found that he still maintained that posture, constantly looking at your back."

At this point, Qin Yuntian shivered and said softly, "The look in his eyes at that time, no matter who saw it, will never be forgotten for a lifetime."