Xavier Xie was standing outside the door.
He was wearing his usual dark suit, and the collar of his white shirt was neatly ironed, with the top button undone, revealing his S3xy Adam's apple. The back is still straight, as if it is supported by steel bars, but there is a faint green shadow under the eyes.
Xavier Xie greedily traced the outline of Evan Yu's facial features with his eyes. After a long time, he shouted in a hoarse voice, "Nian Nian."
For more than a year, my heart felt stuffy and sour. He thought that in the past, Xavier Xie did the same thing every time, using the same sentence pattern to block him on Weibo, using this as an excuse to ask He Shan to send him various kinds of food or small gifts to coax him.
He would even secretly replace the thermos bucket containing the soup with an identical one and bring it back to him.
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