Guan He ignored him all night.

He didn't answer the phone or read WeChat, and Xie Wenxing even sent a message to the other party from the LOL box, which was also sank to the sea.

There was no way, he could only try to recall how the quarrel with Guan He ended in high school. Think carefully, every time he quarrels, no matter who is right or wrong, it will eventually turn into Guan He to coax him...

What's even more terrible is that Guan He is angry almost because he did something wrong. Li Yan once joked that he did not know how to be blessed. The prince is willing to get angry with others for you.

How fearless was he?

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that I was dissatisfied. Xie Wenxing buried his head in the pillow. He grabbed the bed irritably and closed his eyes.

As a result, he couldn't sleep at all.

His mind was full of Guan He's affairs. When the other party hung up the phone, the cold words that were as happy as you were happy were circulated over and over again by Xie Wenxing. Later, Xie Wenxing was a little confused.

It was only after three o'clock that he fell asleep in a daze.

Because of the biological clock, he naturally woke up at 8 o'clock the next day. When he opened his eyes, he felt a splitting headache. Xie Wenxing immediately realized that he could not continue like this. Guan He ignored him, so he went to find Guan He.

But he only knew which city Guan He was in, and he didn't know the specific location of the other party.

Xie Wenxing thought about it and opened WeChat again.

*

Since the morning, WeChat has been ringing constantly. I thought Xie Wenxing had been to rest for a long time. At noon, the guy Guan He looked at his phone and said that he had bought a plane ticket and flew over in the afternoon.

Guan He was half-believing and half-doubted, and temporarily regarded the other party's words as nonsense.

Before the meeting in the afternoon, Guan He noticed that Xie Wenxing had sent him a positioning. The person had actually arrived at the airport in the suburbs of the city, and a bunch of messages followed below:

[I'm here, can you tell me where you are?]

...

Perhaps seeing that he has not replied, Xie Wenxing changed to a more roundabout way:

[If you don't want to, don't say it, it doesn't matter if you don't want to see me]

[There is only an airport here. You have to pass by when you go back to Shanghai. I booked the nearest hotel and stayed here tonight]

[Can you tell me about your flight?]

Guan He was cruel and ignored him.

After the meeting, it was already dark. The locals who were talking to Guan He were talking to him about business. The man invited him to dinner. He should have taken the car arranged by the other party to go to the restaurant, but when he thought that Xie Wenxing might be still waiting, he looked at the information on his phone.

Perhaps because he realized that he was too strong and had no effect, Xie Wenxing changed his routine:

[I put my luggage in the hotel, I slept at the airport tonight, afraid of missing your flight]

[Hey... it's really cold here, why is it so cold in summer evenings?]

[I'm sending you a hundred messages, okay if you reply to me? Even if you only reply to one, I'm very happy]

[I'm sorry, I want to apologize to you in person, don't be angry]

Being a spoiled and scoundrel is the one that Xie Wenxing is best at, but if he is sure, he can't really leave him alone at the airport for a night.

Guan He stopped his fingers on his phone, and he tapped the screen, his lips slightly pursed.

After a while, he asked his assistant for the location of the restaurant and immediately forwarded it to Xie Wenxing, who was still flooding the screen.

When the waiter in charge of their private room said that someone was looking for him outside, Guan He put down the chopsticks in his hand. The waiter said again: "The gentleman outside said that he was looking for a gentleman named Guan."

He was the only one in the house with Guan surname, and I thought he knew who was here. Guan He followed the waiter out of the box, and when he came back, he was followed by someone.

Someone smiled and asked, "Mr. Guan, is this person..."

Guan He glanced at Xie Wenxing, meaning that he would say it himself. Since the meeting, Guan He had not said a word to him, so Xie Wenxing did not dare to be too arrogant. After thinking about it, he said, "Hello, I am Mr. Guan's...assistant."

The real assistant showed a slightly strange expression. He looked at Guan He, who was so natural that he could not be more natural, silently accepted Xie Wenxing's nonsense.

Guan He came here with an assistant, and everyone here knew that there was a young man who claimed to be his assistant. Even if he found it strange, no one asked about this little thing again.

Xie Wenxing sat next to Guan He.

Guan He asked the waiter to add a pair of tableware. Xie Wenxing sat down and hesitated to talk to Guan He, but no matter what he said, the latter ignored him. Xie Wenxing had no choice but to use his light to observe his every move.

The fingers holding chopsticks are slender and powerful, the cuffs of the shirt just stuck to the forearm, and the mechanical cufflinks reflect a dazzling light under the crystal chandelier. Guan He's eyelashes are very long, but not very upturned, and his heavy appearance is like a row of small forests.

The more I look at it, the more I feel, what crazy I will make such a person angry...

Drinking at the dinner table is essential. Several people have already toasted Guan He, and Guan He also toasted others. The meal is almost over, but Guan He still doesn't talk to him. Xie Wenxing gritted his teeth, and he poured himself wine and stood up.

"Mr. Guan, I'll give you a cup."

There was not much Burgundy in Guan He's glass. Xie Wenxing poured him wine first, and then said: "Thank you for your care. I... I have been loving you. Please bear with me if I did something wrong. I thank you for this glass of wine. I also apologize to you for some things...."

Guan He looked at him without any expression.

It was too obvious that he pleased Guan He. The eyes of the table were gathering on him. Xie Wenxing didn't think so much before coming. He was wearing a sweatshirt and loose wide-leg pants under him. He looked like an assistant, clearly like a student who didn't know anything.

Guan He didn't move that glass of wine and didn't speak.

It's really embarrassing.

Xie Wenxing held up the cup and was stalemate for too long. Someone had already whispered something, but Xie Wenxing didn't hear it clearly.

"Put it down," Guan He suddenly said: "You can't even dip a drop of wine, what should you drink?"

He could wink, and then he smiled and said, "Mr. Guan is really polite to his subordinates..."

Guan He's assistant also answered: "Why are you talking so seriously?" He took off the cup in Xie Wenxing's hand, pulled him to sit down, and pretended to be familiar: "If you have something to do, tell the gentleman before going back, what does it look like to persuade him to drink here?"

Xie Wenxing pulled the corners of his lips and nodded in a muffled voice.

He held his hand under the table for a while and then let go.

For the first time, he felt so powerless when facing Guan He. What Li Yan said once again struck his mind.

"Didn't you rely on our Ahe who likes you?"

Li Yan is smiling.

I told you, don't go too far, it's enough to hang it in one or two days. Look at Ah He ran from high school to junior high school every day during class, and I was tired for him after seeing it...

Li Yan leaned over, and he paused word by word, with some warning meaning.

You can't waste his feelings too much. You should regret it after wasting it. Are you right?

*

It's too right.

Xie Wenxing was about to regret it to death. He thought Li Yanzhen was a fucking prophet.

After dinner, Guan He should have gone to the entertainment venue with several other businessmen. The people looked at Xie Wenxing and looked at Guan He again. After asking, they left with a smile after being rejected.

Knowing what they regarded him as, Xie Wenxing was not angry at all. He was now focused on Guan He ignoring him, and he was extremely worried.

He had a thick face and went back to the hotel where Guan He was staying. The assistant who sent them back saw him entering the elevator, but he wanted to say it but didn't dare to say it, so he could only watch the elevator door closed with a confused look on his face.

This young man I didn't know was very beautiful. Although he didn't have the flattering and vulgarity that was unique to that person, the atmosphere between him and Guan He was really ambiguous and weird at the dinner table today.

But Mr. will have a morning meeting at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. If you play too much... isn't it appropriate?

When Guan He opened the door, Xie Wenxing was afraid that the other party would lock him outside, so he pressed his hand on the door as soon as the door opened.

After pressing, I realized how stupid I was.

Fortunately, Guan He glanced at him and didn't say anything.

After entering the door, Xie Wenxing could no longer hold it in, and he apologized.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been playing games all the time."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to ignore time."

"I'm really wrong..."

"I'll give you my account and password, okay? If you think I've been playing games for a long time in the future, just push my account off."

"If you are angry, you can hang up and let me get banned."

"I can do anything to quit the Internet...you say something..."

Xie Wenxing said a lot, but Guan He was not in a state of trouble, and he even laughed a little.

After a long time, Xie Wenxing didn't know what he was angry about.

"I have a bad attitude. I'm not targeting you. I just feel a little confused in my heart. I feel that the super locked room is annoying... I really don't think you are wrong. You have always been right between us..."

Xie Wenxing noticed that after he said this, Guan He's expression seemed to have changed.

He raised his eyelids and looked at him. Such eyes made Xie Wenxing feel as if he had finally said something that the other party cared about.

Xie Wenxing's heart lit up and felt that there was a way. He was about to continue talking, but Guan He interrupted him.

"I got it, you go back to the airport."

"…Ah?" Xie Wenxing was stunned.

"Live in the airport," Guan He asked: "You said it yourself, but you don't keep your word?"
To be continued...