Mysterious lover: See you tonight, President

There is a lamp in the living room, the door of the bedroom is closed, but the position of the study passes through a few wisps of light, which is shadowy and unreal.

Han Zhaoxue put down her coat, walked slowly, and pushed open the door of the study.

Bai Su is buried in the middle of a pile of books, wringing his eyebrows and staring at the computer. He doesn't know what he's doing.

She had a serious expression, and she was still wearing the clothes of the day.

Thinking of this, Han Zhaoxue can't help but stride in.

Bai Su didn't notice that someone came to the study, until Han Zhaoxue looked at the things on the computer and said, "how can you do the post-processing of video? Isn't there a special editor in your studio? "

Bai Su noticed that Han Zhaoxue didn't know when she was standing behind her. She said, "I've learned some in school before. I don't have to use it for many years. I want to have a try."

Han Zhaoxue stares at her for a few seconds and seems to guess the credibility of her words.

Try, need to turn so many professional books, need to go home to do it?

Han Zhaoxue pursed her lips, sat at the table, flipped through the professional books, put one hand on her shoulder, and asked, "have you eaten yet?"

"Yes."

Bai Su dodged without any trace to avoid his touch.

Han Zhaoxue's hand was stiff in mid air, and her face was a little dim. "I haven't eaten yet, so please eat with me."

Then he forced Bai Su to go out. He had a lot of strength. Bai Su couldn't earn anything for a while. At last, he was half pulled out of the study and pushed into the kitchen.

Bai Su thinks about the video and resists the things that happen during the day, so his face is not good-looking.

"There is no food at home. You can order take out."

She turned to look at Han Zhaoxue, only to find that the man opened the refrigerator and took out a bag of dumplings. It was during the festival before that, Han's mother packed them and sent them here.

When Bai Su was working, they seldom cooked at home. They kept the dumplings for a month, and no one touched them.

"Strike a fire," Han Zhaoxue rolled up her sleeve, "cook dumplings and eat."

Bai Su pursed her lips. After a few seconds, she turned to fire.

When boiling water, Han Zhaoxue said, "go to change clothes and come out for dinner later."

Bai Su took a look at his professional clothes and went back to the bedroom to change.

When she put on her pajamas and washed her face, Han Zhaoxue had brought up the dumplings and called her to eat.

Bai Su really has no appetite. She's bored today. She still has so much work to do, but Han Zhaoxue has a tough attitude. She can only sit and eat two mouthfuls.

"That's not your job, is it?"

Between meals, Han Zhaoxue light mouth, "I see the video clip signature, that's not your job, why do you want to do?"

He has a sharp eye. Just a few eyes, he has already seen the clue. Bai Su thinks about the lie he just told. In Han Zhaoxue's eyes, he is just like a clown. He can't hide his eyes.

"Pa --"

Bai Su suddenly snapped the chopsticks on the table and frowned, "my work, what I love to do, what do you hate others to tell you about your work and your life, I also hate it, why do you care about everything? It's not good to be as indifferent as before. Why change! Why do you want to change? Isn't that good before... "

Her mood was so unstable that she said it in one breath, and at last her voice trembled.

Han Zhaoxue a Leng, looking at her blank eyes, heart suddenly severe pain.

He crossed the table, grabbed her shaking hand and whispered, "what's the matter with you, Bai Su?"

Bai Su reached out to cover his eyes and said in a dumb voice for a long time, "I'm sorry... I'm a little annoyed..."

She opened her hand, stood up and said, "I'll eat well. Take your time. I'll come out to clean up later."

He said that the man had left.

Han Zhaoxue looked at the empty seat, his heart suddenly cold.

He looked at the hand that had just touched Bai su. Since he came back, she has been resisting his touch. This kind of performance is too obvious, even if he wants to pretend not to know.

For the first time in his life, he knew what it was like to be helpless.

It's also the first time to understand what it is like to love someone. It's the feeling of both wanting to be close and being afraid of being close. All your joys and sorrows are around this person, laughing for her and hurting for her.

He understood too late, so that he forgot to taste the sweetness of love, leaving all the bitterness.

There is a cause and there is a fruit. He planted all the bitter fruits today. Who can blame him.

Han Zhaoxue lost his appetite, simply cleaned up and went back to his bedroom.

I took a bath, got into bed, put on the quilt, but I didn't feel sleepy at all.

Bai Su is next door, separated by a wall.

It suddenly occurred to him that when they first got married, he was looking for all kinds of excuses to stay away at night. Is it true that Bai Su, like he is now, sleeps all night with a cold quilt?

Toss and turn, until two o'clock in the morning did not sleep, and the white element has not been back to the bedroom.

He rolled out of bed, put on his coat and went to the study. His eyes were red with white pigment, and he was still working on the computer screen.

Han Zhaoxue has no reason for a burst of anger, suddenly rushed over, pulled her up from the seat, cold face way, "go back to sleep!"

Bai Su struggled, "I'm not sleepy!"

Han Zhaoxue angrily, "eyes are red into rabbits, not sleepy, how important your work is, how much bonus you've given, it's worth you to stay up until midnight, even don't sleep?"

"It's not about the bonus," Bai Su said while struggling. "I've ruined the fruits of other people's work. If I don't do it, other people will have to stay up late and work overtime. It's my fault. I should make up for it now."

Han Zhaoxue just knew the reason. He looked at the silly daughter-in-law in front of him. He was distressed and helpless. "You didn't mean it. This kind of professional thing doesn't mean that you can do well if you want to make up for it. It's hard for you."

Bai Su lowers her head and doesn't speak. Han Zhaoxue is right. In order to fight with Gu Xin, she brings these things back. In fact, she can't do anything well and can't do anything. Gu Xin is right.

Han Zhaoxue rubbed her hair and said in a low voice, "let me help you have a look."

Bai Su is one Leng, "can you do this?"

"When I used to play games, I edited the video with assistant Yang. Of course, it's a little bit worse than professionals."

Han Zhaoxue said, sitting in front of the computer, while looking at her achievements, he said, "you can make me a cup of coffee, I'll have a look first."

Bai Su was suspicious, but looking at Han Zhaoxue's self-confidence, he finally had to go out and make coffee for him.