24.
An outer studio separated by a wall.
Duan Huai'an was urgently summoned back to the studio because there was a bug in the robot's algorithm.
The manipulator mainly performs complex operations through artificial intelligence algorithms, and Duan Huai'an is responsible for the algorithm part.
Before working, he took off his suit jacket, unbuttoned his shirt cufflinks, and rolled up his sleeves while glancing at the time on his watch.
Nine twenty-five.
A mechanical watch does not have a second hand, only the minute hand moves.
He glanced at his office, his eyes piercing the glass wall.
Suddenly I regretted it. It should have been made into a transparent glass wall so that you could see what was going on inside.
When the minute hand passed thirty, the sound of opening the door finally came from the quiet and spacious space.
He Junhui walked to Duan Huai'an and asked worriedly: "Is it not possible to fix it tonight? How about you and your girlfriend go to New Year's Eve and wait until tomorrow to fix it?"
Duan Huai'an's eyes fell on the computer screen, his profile was sharp and his tone was very calm: "What did you talk about inside?"
"Just, she asked me when I knew you two were in love." He Junhui glanced at the office, then at Duan Huai'an, and smiled, "This is the first time I've seen your girlfriend."< br>
"Huh?"
"I have always thought that your girlfriend should be the kind of noble and glamorous young lady. Just like the one from the Art Academy."
Duan Huai'an didn't care much about the school's personnel, and he didn't know who the person from the Art School was.
A single thought took away all his emotions.
Backstage in the auditorium, I was able to chat happily with a man.
In his laboratory, you can also chat with a man you meet for the first time for six minutes.
A full six minutes.
There are really too many men in school.
There were really too many men around her.
Duan Huai'an stared at the computer screen, his dark eyebrows gradually showing his sharpness.
He Junhui didn't notice and continued: "I didn't expect you to like soft girls. Your girlfriend looks very good."
"Such a good girl doesn't look like she would take the initiative to chase people, but you look like there are many warblers around you, and you don't look like you would take the initiative to chase people. Which of you is chasing the other?"< br>
"I chased her." Duan Huai'an didn't hesitate at all.
"I'll go," He Junhui sighed, "It's hard to imagine you chasing someone, but she should be easy to chase, right?"
"I'm not chasing her because she's easy to chase." Duan Huai'an glanced away, his eyes were very light, but filled with a strong sense of oppression, like a bottomless abyss.
Heating filled the entire laboratory, and He Junhui inexplicably noticed another cluster of cold air seeping into his limbs.
He was so cold that he trembled all over, thinking that he was wearing too little, so he put on the coat he was holding, and while putting on his clothes, he followed what Duan Huai'an said just now, "That's right, chasing someone is not because she is easy to chase. I only chase her, but I chase her because I like her. No matter whether she is difficult to chase or easy to chase, if you like her, you must chase her.”
"Just like I chase my goddess." He Junhui suddenly sighed, "I have been chasing her for almost a year, and I still haven't caught up with her."
He Junhui seemed to have opened up the conversation, chatting with Duan Huai'an about his difficult journey of chasing people.
Duan Huai'an was typing on the keyboard without hearing a word. He said quietly: "If you keep talking, I may not be able to finish the work tomorrow morning."
"..." He Junhui smiled coquettishly, "I won't disturb you anymore. I went back to the dormitory to take a shower and go to bed."
After He Junhui left, the studio returned to silence.
Hearing the sound of the studio's sensor door opening and closing, I lay down on the sofa with my head slightly raised, my eyes seemed to be looking at the ceiling, and I seemed to be in vain and couldn't find a fixed point.
Her mind was filled with what He Junhui said to her before he left——
"We all know that Duan Huai'an treasures his girlfriend very much and has to spend time with her every weekend."
"We also teased him, saying that he hides his beauty in a golden house and is reluctant to bring his girlfriend to show us."
"But Duan Huai'an also told us that his girlfriend likes to keep a low profile and doesn't want too many people to know about their relationship, so we didn't tell anyone about it."
"He talks little and doesn't like to participate in our conversations. He only becomes interested in chatting with us when he occasionally mentions his girlfriend - you."
"..."
"..."
I heard so much tonight that I feel exhausted from the nostalgia.
At one moment, what He Junhui said was in my mind, and at the next, I was listening to what other students said in the auditorium, all intertwined. As she thought about it, her sleepiness pulled at her unconscious mind. In the end, the dream defeated reality.
I fell asleep with nostalgia.
Xu Shi nestled on the simple sofa in the office, missing his sleep and not sleeping peacefully.
She dreamed one after another, and the messy and complicated dreams enveloped her. She could not remember the previous dreams, only the last one.
The first half of the dream was exactly the same as what happened in reality. She and He Yang had a happy chat backstage in the auditorium, and then they were caught by Duan Huai'an.
The subsequent development was completely different from reality.
Because in front of everyone, Duan Huai'an dragged his thoughts away without hesitation and dragged him into the backstage lounge.
As soon as the door closed, Duan Huai'an began to take off his nostalgic clothes.
Missing was frightened by his actions, tears of rationality filled her eyes, and there was a cry in her voice: "There are people outside——"
Just as five words popped out of her throat, Duan Huai'an's hand suddenly covered her mouth.
He came closer to her and stared at her with his pinpoint-like pupils, his eyes suppressed with coldness. He sneered: "You can use your mouth to either kiss me or blow me. Those are the two options. If you can’t do it, just shut up.”
Feelings of shame and panic intertwined, missing her lips being held by him, her cries being swallowed into his mouth.
A gust of cold wind suddenly blew in from all directions, making her feel chilly all over.
It was at this time that I woke up.
When he opened his eyelids, what came into view were two hands with slender finger bones that could be called works of art.
Missing made me tremble with fear, my brain was confused, and I blurted out: "Duan Huai'an, if you dare to do it to me here, I will definitely break up with you."
Duan Huai'an stopped, his brows furrowed and his eyes lowered, as if he was confused.
"..."
Dead silence.
I miss the slight twitching of my eyelashes.
She was lying on the sofa, and Duan Huai'an was half-bowed close to her. Looking from her point of view, in addition to Duan Huai'an's two hands close to her chest, she could see a black down jacket in his hand.
like.
Than take her clothes off.
Duan Huai'an looked more like she was too cold, so he put a piece of clothing on her.
After realizing this, I missed stumbling: "I, I...I had a dream."
Duan Huai'an rarely showed a soft temper: "What dream?"
Miss Xiang said honestly: "I dreamed that you took off my clothes."
Duan Huai'an: "Just taking off your clothes?"
Remembering: "In the lounge of the auditorium."
Based on what she said after waking up, Duan Huai'an roughly knew what crazy things he did in her dream. Their eyes intertwined, and the silent atmosphere lasted for about ten seconds.
"Have you heard a sentence? Dreams and reality are opposite." Duan Huai'an's throat rolled up and down, and his voice was slightly hoarse.
"So, the reality is, you wouldn't do such a thing." Miss Miss breathed a sigh of relief.
"The reality is," Duan Huai'an looked down at her and said in a rude tone, "You want to take off my clothes in the school auditorium lounge."
"..."
-
When Duan Huai'an came to cover Miss Xiang with clothes, he had already finished his work.
Seeing that Miss Nian was sleeping soundly, he didn't want to disturb her, and planned to go home after she woke up.
Unexpectedly, he was just afraid that she would be cold, so he kindly covered her with warm clothes, but something like this happened.
Missing pursed her lips and changed the subject in a particularly stiff manner: "Are you finished with your work?"
Duan Huai'an hummed lazily.
Missing stood up from the sofa and said: "Then let's go home."
Duan Huai'an cherished his words like gold and still said "Hmm".
Before leaving the office, Miss Nian glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was already past three in the morning.
Missing my body and feeling tired, I followed Duan Huai'an step by step and left the studio.
On a snowy night in the cold winter, there is only the sound of quiet wind around, and it is desolate and cold.
She remembered that when she had a cold war with Duan Huai'an, she would often receive messages from him in the early morning.
In her nostalgic mind, a vague picture that she had never experienced suddenly appeared——
Duan Huai'an's studio is in Building C of the school's engineering building.
Going from the engineering building to the school gate, you must pass by the dormitory where I miss you.
His car was parked under the dormitory building, and the car window slowly lowered, revealing his thin, white and slender neck. The neckline was long. He raised his head and looked into a dark dormitory in the dormitory building.
Under intense work, Duan Huai'an looked extremely tired and in desperate need of sleep.
But he didn't seem to care and stared at something for a long time.
Then, he took out his phone and sent a message to the pinned contact in his phone.
[Baby, I’m home. 】
After the message was sent and no reply was received, the screen of the mobile phone turned dark as time passed.
Duan Huai'an lowered his eyes, quietly as if lifeless.
It seemed that the light in his eyes also dimmed.
The corner of his mouth curled up, and he said inaudibly: "But I don't have you at home, what's the point of going back?"
……
……
The image flashed through my mind.
It was as if she had a dream.
It's like a movie clip.
It's illusory, but the sense of clarity is strong, as if I miss seeing it with my own eyes.
Just as the car passed by the road in front of her dormitory, she thought about it for a while and asked him: "You went home late at night before, were you alone like this?"
"Huh?" Duan Huai'an glanced at her casually, "Sometimes there will be Chi Jingting."
"...Oh."
"How to ask this question?"
"It's nothing." Missing said vaguely, "I just feel lonely going home alone in the middle of the night."
Duan Huai'an lowered and raised his eyes, his brows and eyes full of tiredness.
He didn't talk much when it came to remembering her. When he feels sleepy, he returns to his usual taciturn state. When faced with the words of nostalgia, his reaction was very dull. His thin lips raised a faint smile, and he wrote lightly: "It's okay."
Missing noticed his indifference and knew that he should be extremely tired and sleep-deprived, so he didn't look for another word.
We were speechless all the way to the underground garage of the community.
Nian Ni and Duan Huai'an unbuckled their seat belts and got out of the car one after another.
The community has one elevator and one apartment, and you need to swipe your card to reach the floor you live on.
Coming out of the elevator is the entrance hall.
I miss putting my head down to change my shoes.
Duan Huai'an from behind suddenly called her, lazily: "Do you still remember the dream you had tonight?"
"..." Miss Miss didn't react immediately, she spoke slowly and gently, "Ah."
"How did I take off your clothes, remember?"
"..."
Looking back in nostalgia, Duan Huai'an folded his suit jacket on his arms and threw it to the ground. With his other hand, he was slowly unbuttoning his shirt.
One.
Another one.
The danger of lust lurks in the air.
After realizing what Duan Huai'an wanted to do to her.
Missing hesitated: "It's already very late."
Duan Huai'an hummed lightly and took a step forward.
Missing took two steps back: "You look very sleepy."
Duan Huai'an's half-closed eyes suddenly opened, with a wanton smile in his eyes: "Baby, are you afraid that I can't do it?"
"..." Miss Miss was shocked, "It's very late, can't we sleep?"
"I usually do some pre-sleep activities before going to bed."
Duan Huai'an said unhurriedly, unbuttoning the last button of his shirt as he spoke. Fair skin and pure black suit pants form a strong contrast in abstinence. With the sound of the belt being untied, abstinence turned into indulgence.
Missing was so frightened that she ran towards the bedroom. When she was still one step away from the bedroom, she was caught by Duan Huai'an and pinned against the wall.
I miss being picked up by him and half suspended in the air, my overly nervous body trembling uncontrollably.
The tiredness from staying up late was covered up by the dense pleasure. She whimpered, feeling the warm invasion one after another.
Duan Huai'an tilted his head and kissed her ear, his lips pressed against the soft flesh of her ear, and his low and hoarse voice tortured her nerves.
He said: "Your dream is correct. When I saw you flirting with other boys in the school auditorium, I wanted to lock you in the lounge."
Breathing heavily.
"Fortunately, I entered your dream."
Smile gently.
"And now, I am actually doing what I did in the dream."
Every word.
"Baby, I forgot to say, Happy New Year."
(End of chapter)
The author said: I have nothing to say, so I wish you all a happy new year. Then, I wish you all a happy new year (not