Jiang Liwen looked at the computer screen, hesitated for a while, and finally walked out of the study room.
Ye Fanli was still sitting on the sofa, not knowing what he was thinking. His face seemed to be covered with ice and there was blood everywhere on the back of his hands.
After all, she couldn't bear to see others like this. Jiang Liwen opened the drawer of a cabinet in the living room, took out the gauze, thought about it, and said to him: "Wrap the wound."
Ye Fanli made no move, but looked at her coldly, with an innate commanding tone: "Help me."
Jiang Liwen turned around and threw the gauze to him. She was no longer as angry as before, but still had her own persistence: "I have other things to be busy with, so you can wrap it up as you please."
With that said, she turned her head, picked up the phone, and dialed Su Ranran's cell phone number.
Ye Fanli couldn't move, as stubborn as a child.
The phone was connected, and Jiang Liwen talked about the computer malfunction.
Suddenly she scratched her hair: "Is there something wrong with the program in the black room?"
"I don't know, I just got a blue screen when I entered." Jiang Liwen was still talking to Su Ranran.
In fact, there is no result at all. Apart from using notebooks for writing articles and playing games, the two of them are simply computer novices in other aspects. You don't know anything about this kind of technical stuff.
"Forget it, I'll move out and repair it tomorrow." Jiang Liwen accepted her fate, lowered her head and closed the line.
When he looked up again, he saw the man sitting on the sofa just now. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up to his arms. He was tapping the enter key on his notebook with sharp eyes. He looked very handsome in his serious manner.
"Is there a hair dryer?" Ye Fanli's voice was very low.
Jiang Liwen was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Yes."
"Bring it over." The night boss's language was always concise and concise.
Jiang Liwen blankly took out the hair dryer from the bathroom, and then handed the hair dryer to him blankly.
Ye Fanli took it over, turned it on to a small breeze, and lowered his head to blow the notebook. The bangs were slightly blown up, revealing a handsome face with sharp edges, with the coldness of negotiating in a shopping mall, but invisibly a little more.
A taste of home.
Only then did Jiang Liwen remember that the company the president was running was a technology company, and the technologies under him were all top-notch, so he could play with the computer casually.
However, she glanced at his bloody hand again, and couldn't help but be surprised: He did this? It must be very hard...
Looking up, seeing his indifferent expression, Jiang Liwen felt a strange sense of guilt in her heart.
It felt a little uncomfortable, as if a very small needle had been stuck in my heart, stinging slightly.
"There is a problem with the heat dissipation of the laptop. Don't download random stuff." Ye Fanli said calmly: "Don't download porn movies, it's easy to get poisoned."
Jiang Liwen's face suddenly turned red and she defended herself in a low voice: "I only went to watch it so that I could write a good plot."
It was a rare peaceful coexistence between the two people. He was adjusting his laptop, while she was kneeling on the carpet. Looking at this man, she vaguely remembered her father repairing light bulbs when she was a child. At that time, her mother would always wipe his hands for him.
But once you have money, everything seems to have changed...
Her eyes dimmed, Jiang Liwen's mind wandered a little, and the screen saver appeared on the computer screen - Ciel from Black Butler, lying in a sea of flowers.
The keyboard also emits a faint fluorescent light, and after a few presses, there will be responses and sounds.
Ye Fanli turned around, wanting to tell her that it was fixed.
But because of his hesitant posture, the two of them were too close, and his lips accidentally crossed her cheek...
A note to readers:
I've reworked the content, deleted a lot, and tried to speed up the pace.