Ning Junyan didn't answer, but obviously slowed down after that.

Chapter 43

Ning Junyan's dinner was very simple. He ordered a takeaway, which was placed in his quiet small office before the plastic bag was unpacked.

Chen Yuncheng went back to the office with him, sat on the chair opposite his desk, and watched him unpack the bag and open the disposable lunch box, which contained a fried rice with a few kimchi on it.

"Just eat these?" Chen Yuncheng asked him.

Ning Junyan made an "um", picked up the plastic spoon, and looked up at Chen Yuncheng: "Have you eaten yet?"

Chen Yuncheng said, "I ate it, you can eat it quickly."

Ning Junyan eats quickly and quietly.

Chen Yuncheng supported his chin with one hand, leaned against the edge of the desk to look at him, and said after a while, "I saw Zhou Yan today."

Ning Junyan stopped.

Chen Yuncheng said again: "Hurry up and eat, I just want to chat casually."

Ning Junyan continued to eat.

Chen Yuncheng said: "I heard Jiajia say that the police came to them twice today, and there seemed to be policemen standing guard in the corridor. I was very afraid that Zhou Yan might have caused something."

Ning Junyan suddenly said, "Did you call the police when you saw him?"

Chen Yuncheng brushed his forehead hair back with his gauze-wrapped hand, "I want to take him to surrender."

Ning Junyan's tone was almost emotionless: "Don't you really know what he has caused?"

Chen Yuncheng looked at him, "What do you want to say?"

Ning Junyan didn't speak immediately, he scooped a spoonful of fried rice into his mouth, chewed it slowly, swallowed it, took a sip of the mineral water bottle, and said, "His stepfather's death is really related to him. Does it matter?"

Chen Yuncheng's strong unease, in addition to seeing the police in the hospital, stemmed from Zhou Yan's stepfather's murder case with no beginning and no end, but he was unwilling to face it or admit it, but subconsciously said: "He is not such a person."

Ning Junyan said, "Why can't he be such a person?" After speaking, he didn't say anything else and continued to eat his bowl of fried rice.

Chen Yuncheng looked at Ning Junyan and didn't speak for a long time. He recalled that when he was a child, Ning Junyan never liked Zhou Yan.

When Zhou Yan was brought back by his godfather, there was no extra room, so Chen Yuncheng built a steel wire bed that his godfather picked up from the junkyard in his room and let him sleep on it.

On the first night, Zhou Yan seemed a little excited and always wanted to talk to Chen Yuncheng.

Chen Yuncheng was lying down and chatting with Zhou Yan, and Ning Junyan, who was sleeping beside him, did not make a sound from beginning to end. Later, Chen Yuncheng turned to look at him and found that his eyes were open, looking in the direction of Zhou Yan, his eyes were cold and cruel. .

An adult Ning Junyan no longer has such eyes, but at that time, it was the expression of Ning Junyan's extreme dislike of a person.

Chen Yuncheng didn't like his look, so he raised his hand to cover his eyes.

Ning Junyan lay still, but Chen Yuncheng blocked his sight and he did not move. After a long time, he blinked his eyes, and his eyelashes swept across Chen Yuncheng's palm.

Zhou Yan was still talking.

But Chen Yuncheng didn't listen too much. He was teasing Ning Junyan. He slowly moved the hand covering Ning Junyan's eyes, revealing only one of his eyes, and then looked at him.

When Ning Junyan's eyes were completely occupied by Chen Yuncheng, his eyes suddenly became clean and pure, and the curvature of the corners of his eyes was soft.

After watching for a while, Chen Yuncheng put down his hand and let both Ning Junyan's eyes show, then looked at him with a smile, Ning Junyan stared at him for a long time, reached out to grab Chen Yuncheng's hand, and covered his own. Eyes, unwilling to continue to look at him.

Chen Yuncheng remembered now that he was the only person Ning Junyan cared about.

Ning Junyan finished eating the bowl of fried rice, put the spoon in the lunch box, closed the lid, and fastened the outer plastic bag.

Chen Yuncheng asked him, "Do you have no feelings for Zhou Yan at all?"

Ning Junyan said, "No."

Because of his answer, Chen Yuncheng suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He couldn't tell whether it was because of Zhou Yan or because of Ning Junyan. At the same time, he also felt that he was a little hypocritical. He picked up the lunch box, got up, walked to the door and threw it into the trash can. When he turned around, he said to Ning Junyan, "You are too cold." He wanted to say "too cold-blooded", but he couldn't bear to say that to Ning Junyan. heavy words.

Ning Junyan sat behind his desk, looked up at Chen Yuncheng, and said, "Maybe, do you want me to heat up?"

Chen Yuncheng was stunned for a moment. He suspected that he had misunderstood Ning Junyan's meaning and asked, "What?"

Ning Junyan calmly said, "You can make me warm up."

Chen Yuncheng realized that he understood correctly, although Ning Junyan's demeanor was very serious, his words were not serious at all. At that moment, Chen Yuncheng felt ashamed and annoyed, he stretched out his hand to open the door of the office and walked out, "I'll go first."

Ning Junyan got up and chased after him, holding his hand in the corridor to stop him.

Chen Yuncheng said, "What else do you want to say?"

Ning Junyan asked him, "Why are you angry?"

Chen Yuncheng's anger has not dissipated, "I'm talking to you seriously."

Ning Junyan nodded, "If you want to tell me about Zhou Yan, then go ahead and say it, I will listen to you."

Chen Yuncheng was pulled back to the office by him.

The office door closed again.

This time, Ning Junyan kept pulling Chen Yuncheng to the side of his chair, and he sat down without letting go of Chen Yuncheng's hand.

Chen Yuncheng asked him, "What do you do?"

Ning Junyan replied, "Look at the injury on your hand."

Chen Yuncheng did not speak.

Ning Junyan looked up at him and asked softly, "Is it okay?"

Chen Yuncheng has always been soft and not hard. He couldn't refuse Ning Junyan, who had this attitude. He could only say, "Look at it."