"Bang!"
"Bang bang bang!"
The sound of fists slamming into the sandbags echoed repeatedly.
Xiao Xie sat in the audience watching, and subconsciously dodged every punch the man threw.
It's like he might beat you up if you're not careful.
Absolutely amazing, truly amazing.
As Nan Qiyu's manager, this was the first time Xiao Xie had accompanied him here to play sandbag.
Keep in mind that it's past 11 p.m. right now.
If the owner here weren't his best friend, they would have been kicked out long ago.
Coming here so late to play sandbag throwing is just asking for trouble.
"Bang!"
Another sound.
Xiao Xie felt like her heart was about to break.
He couldn't help but stand up and ask, "My young master, what's wrong with you?"
"Could you tell me about it? Maybe I can—"
"Smack!"
Before he could finish a sentence, the man took off his boxing gloves and smashed them directly at his face.
middle!
Xiao Xie's face darkened. "Damn it."
Nan Qiyu is not fighting anymore.
He walked down with a cold face.
The white light overhead shone on his face, and fine beads of sweat appeared on the man's forehead.
Coupled with her three-dimensional and exquisite face, she inexplicably exudes a wild beauty.
Xiao Xie's gaze followed him, until a gust of wind blew by and the man's cold voice came, "Go back."
As he spoke, he quickly walked away.
Xiao Xie quickly followed, "Boss."
"Boss, is something on your mind?"
Having known him for so many years, this was the first time Xiao Xie had ever seen him like this.
What does it look like?
His absent-minded and melancholy appearance made him look like he had just broken up with his girlfriend.
Unfortunately, if Nan Qiyu doesn't want to talk about something, asking him a hundred times won't help.
*
It was late at night.
After Rong Shang got home, she went to her room to sleep.
She was asleep until the early hours of the morning when a phone call woke her up.
She picked up her phone and saw that it was Nan Qiyu calling.
But by then the other party had already hung up.
Either he knew she was asleep and didn't want to disturb her, or he dialed the wrong number.
Looking at her phone, Rong Shang sat up.
She turned on a wall lamp and waited like that.
I waited and waited, for about two minutes.
The phone screen, which had gone black, lit up again.
When the name "Nan Qiyu" came into her view, Rong Shang answered the call without thinking.
The other party seemed to be taken aback for a moment.
"Nan Qiyu?"
Rong Shang called him several times but he didn't answer.
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
I don't know how much time passed, but on the other end of the phone—
"Little fairy, what are you doing? I miss you so much." A soft, sweet voice came from inside.
Rong Chang's gaze paused. Was it a secondary personality?
Oh, I see.
She seemed a little disappointed.
After a few seconds of silence, she answered, "Sleeping."
"Oh, did I disturb the fairy?"
"Thank goodness, why aren't you asleep yet?"
"I...I can't sleep." The man's voice inside sounded low and rather sad.
Rong Shang didn't say anything, but during the silence, she heard him ask, "Is the little fairy going to marry someone else?"
Um?
"Hehe, I feel so pathetic," he suddenly said. "The fairy must really like that man, right?"
"No." Rong Shang could ignore everything else, but she had to strongly refute this matter.
"Huh?" Nan Qiyu was taken aback. "Isn't that right?"
"Then why did you still marry him?"
“Some things…” Rong Shang paused, suddenly realizing that this person’s personality was so simple, it was better not to say too much.
"Little fairy..."
"Um?"
"Do you like me?"
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