Chapter 113: Identity (1)

Such a big movement is hard to ignore.
A bedroom door opposite opened in response, and Yan Suizhi pulled out his slippers.
Although Master Qiao was shocked, he did not want to pit his friends. In his heart, Gu Yan's dull personality like this is rare in 800 years. If he likes it, he will definitely not kill him.
Before he figured out the whole story, Gu Yan was very embarrassed by so rashly shouting that everyone knew the truth.
Master Qiao thinks he doesn't have many other advantages, but at least he can be considered an intimate jacket.
Upon seeing Yan Suizhi, Xiao Mian Jacket instantly bit the tip of her tongue and grunted back the split tail.
He forcibly reversed the topic and asked, "You haven't slept yet? How did it come out?"
Yan Suizhi lifted the glass in his hand, "I was a little thirsty after taking a shower, and I came out and poured some water to drink."
"Isn't there a pool in the room?"
"Yeah." Yan Suizhi received a cup of warm water in the living room, and said in a hurry: "But you yell so loudly, you don't find an excuse to look at it.
Attorney Gu, who had not called from start to finish, felt wronged.
Qiao Mianqi was very nervous. He stared at Yan Suizhi and asked carefully: "What did you hear about us?"
Gu Yan corrected him: "Where are you?"
Yan Suizhi leaned on the countertop and took a quick sip of water. "It's a little vague, so I came out, or would you say it again?"
Gu Yan: "..."
They didn't believe it. Really didn't hear that it would come out specially?
"Um ... wait a moment, I'll figure it out first." Joe grabbed Gu Yan's neck and turned him into his room.
Bang--
The door closed again.
The lamp in the bedroom is still only the one on the balcony, and the atmosphere is very suitable for telling secrets. Master Qiao feels very exciting.
He pressed the door handle, as if he had returned to the year of Metz University. Every night he tried to abduct Gu Yan for a horizontal discussion, but Gu Yan's popsicle couldn't speak three sentences in one night.
But today, everything is different.
Qiao lowered his voice and asked Gu Yan: "I understand it right? You ... really like that intern?"
Attorney Gu was silent for a moment, and finally he couldn't help but meanly: "Did your reflex nerve follow Dekama?"
"..."
Master Qiao responded generously and said, "Just be it. But this can't blame me, the main reason is you. If this kind of thing is on other people, don't need to say, I can see it with one glance. come out."
Gu Yan: "..."
I don't know where this young master's confidence comes from.
"But your words, of course, I have to confirm a few more times." Joe said, "Who makes you look like cold all day long, coldly throwing such a bomb to me, I am not ashamed!"
He is quite reasonable.
But this sentence is full of slots, and Gu Yan doesn't even know where to start. Can only look at him angrily, waiting to hear what he has to talk about.
Facts have proved that Master Qiao really lived up to expectations--
He didn't know what happened, he thought about it for a moment, and then asked Gu Yan, "Well ... can you be sure that you really like this intern?"
Gu Yan: "?"
"I think you need to explain this sentence." Gu Yan said.
Joe hesitated.
It's a little troublesome to explain this ...
In fact, he once thought that Gu Yan had some thoughts about the dean who had passed away. Especially when graduating from college, Gu Yan's condition is the most abnormal, and his feelings are also the most obvious.
Later, he always paid attention. Although Gu Yan did not directly contact the dean, he always cared about the dean's development and news.
This may be unclear to others, but if he can't see it, he's vain.
But this topic is not suitable for discussion, so Qiao has never dared to ask Gu Yan.
Later, the dean encountered the bombing, which was even more inappropriate to mention.
Joe has been in contact with many psychologists during his years caring for Ke Jin. In the period after the bombing, he worried that Gu Yan would be hit, so he asked several doctors about it.
But things are inconvenient to say too clearly, and those doctors can give limited advice.
Joe can only pick and choose, and choose a few suggestions that are not easy to follow. For example, this person who cannot completely avoid Yan Sui in front of Gu Yan, but can not mention too much, the number of times should be gradually reduced from normal to normal, and the tone should slowly change from sad to natural.
Spend a few months to create a psychological hint for Gu Yan-things will pass, and sadness will calm down.
He once felt that this method had a little effect, at least later when others mentioned Yan Suizhi, Gu Yan would not show too obvious emotions.
But he is also very clear that this role is actually limited.
It takes time to allow Gu Yan to completely let go of the deceased dean.
It's hard to say how long, it won't be so fast anyway.
So he heard Gu Yan just said that he likes to be an intern before his jaw dropped. This is a large part of the reason.
But just now, Qiao suddenly realized that the intern Ruan Ye actually had a trace of the image of the Dean of Yan Suizhi. Of course, it is not really similar, but a certain angle and a certain action A little meaning.
He had this feeling once, but he didn't think about it at that time.
When I think about it later, it's a little bit complicated.
Did Gu Yan really like this intern, or did he like the dean who passed away through this intern?
Master Qiao felt that he was too sharp, and accidentally peeped into Tianji.
But this kind of thing is inappropriate.
Qiao felt a little sorry for the little intern, but if Gu Yan could take this opportunity to walk out completely, it would be nice.
As a smart and caring friend, Master Qiao quietly slapped himself in the dark, saying that the heavens can't be leaked, letting you talk. He swallowed back what he almost asked, and shook his head to Yan Yan: "It's nothing, I'm so surprised, I'll confirm with you twice."
He said, glancing toward the door of the room, actually looking at the intern in the living room through the door.
Then he looked deeply at Gu Yan and said, "Forget it, this is also very good."
The tone has a sense of going through thousands of sails.
Gu Yan: "?"
Joe didn't give him any time to doubt, and quickly changed the topic: "Do you need my help from the intern? The character of your stupid jar is mostly open. Can I help you knock it?"
The tone contained a rather gentle sympathy.
Gu Yan: "That's not necessary."
"Why? You still intend to hold back? Be careful for a long time, and one day someone pulls someone to tell you, Hello Teacher Gu, this is my girlfriend or boyfriend." I broke my heart for my friend.
Who knows Gu Yan said: "He has it now."
Joe: "What? Who?"
Gu Yan glanced at him and quietly lost a word: "I."
Joe: "..."
Joe: "???
Attorney Gu patted his shoulder and opened the door.
Yan Suizhi is still in the living room. He sat on the arm of the single sofa, his long legs overlapping gracefully. Seeing Gu Yan coming out, he turned to put the empty glass on the coffee table and asked, "Has the conversation been clear?"
Gu Yan: "It's not particularly clear."
Yan Suizhi stood up and walked towards Gu Yan, and he saw Qiao leaning on the door frame. His eyes were a little bit sad and a little bit complicated.
"What's wrong?" He asked.
"Nothing, don't worry about me." Joe still supported the door frame.
Gu Yan turned and looked at him.
Qiao Lianlian waved his hand, "Go and go, don't look at me, I will reflect on my life."
"..."
So, Gu Yan and Yan Suizhi went back to bed and went to bed.
One after the other, in the same room, went to bed.
Master Qiao felt like he was going to sleep again tonight.
Fortunately, because of insomnia, he saw something at night.
At 3:10 in the morning, Joe finished reading an idle book on his smartphone, went to Ke Jin's room to check the quilt and the ground temperature, and when he returned to his bedroom to prepare for sleep, he suddenly found that there was a little light somewhere in the building opposite.
The building is also a mountain-style building, but the layout inside is slightly different from the one they live in. As far as he knew, the intern of Southern Cross Law Firm and some junior affairs officers and assistants were arranged there.
The light spot was not bright, and it was more like a flickering light across the curtain, and it soon disappeared.
There has been no movement since.
At that time, Joe didn't think there was anything, thinking that it was only someone in the room who got up at night, too lazy to turn on the headlights, and only turned on the lights on the smartphone or the watch to illuminate.
He just paused in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, then rubbed his eyebrows and returned to the bed, and quickly fell asleep.
...
The Garden Hotel is not quiet early in the morning, sometimes there are birds singing from far and near, passing through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and then sliding to the top of the higher building.
The Southern Cross Cocktail Party was to provide guests with a short vacation in disguise. How did everyone relax and come? No one stipulated what time to meet and what to do, so when the time was , there were only a few in the glass garden downstairs A sparse figure with breakfast.
When Master Qiao rubbed the head of the chicken's nest out of the room, Gu Yanzheng was sitting on the sofa watching the dossier, while Yan Suizhi was sitting on the armrest, leaning on his shoulder and discussing the dossier with him one after another. content.
After hearing the movement, the two looked up at the same time and greeted him, "Early."
Master Qiao felt blinded by the dog early in the morning.
He snorted "morning", suffocated a cup of black coffee, and bitterly tried to put a towel on the treadmill.
"I ordered breakfast, and I will be there in a moment." Yan Suizhi turned to him and said.
There was plenty of light by the window, and the dark circles under Master Qiao's cheekbones were clearly illuminated.
Yan Suizhi startled, "Why are the dark circles so heavy? Didn't sleep last night?"
Qiao Gan Baba said: "Take advantage of your blessing to sleep at three."
He leaned against the large window glass behind the sofa, and while running, counted the panes of the building opposite boringly.
Several people in the room had already gotten up and the curtains were wide open. Master Qiao, with his proud eyesight, could see the figure walking around—
"You don't have to work, what do those interns do so early." Qiao said with emotion, "Will the drink count as overtime?"
Yan Suizhi heard the words and looked back across the window. He squinted in the sun and roughly scanned, "It's really up."
"No, isn't there a curtain closed tightly?" Joe said.
"Which one?" Yan Suizhi wondered. He just swept away, and several of the interns were clearly awake. He could even see Locke sitting on the table and eating.
Qiao pointed at a window, "Well-that one. It's estimated that I didn't sleep well like me. I saw light shining through it at three o'clock last night."
Yan Suizhi frowned, "Which one do you mean? The sixth from the left?"
Joe nodded: "Yes."
Gu Yanwenyan also frowned and turned around, looking towards the opposite side, "Are you sure?"
"Okay." Joe said. "When I saw it last night, I stopped and counted boredly. The sixth room, what's wrong?"
Yan Suizhi put down the virtual page in his hand, "If you really count, then there is really a problem. The sixth room is the room assigned to me."