"No more," Angel looked at the people in the hot pot town for some reason, "Who are you with?"

"Li Fan, he will leave in a while," Na Chen whispered, "What's wrong? Or I can let him leave now..."

"No, what's the matter with driving people away," Anhe waved his hand, "I didn't mean that, I was just... quarrel."

I had already finished my meal with Li Fan and just sat and chatted. An He had no intention of eating, and Na Chen did not force him to go in and settle the account.

After Li Fan left, he and Anhe stood face to face on the street.

"Find a quiet place to sit." Angel looked around.

"There is a small cafe in front of it." Na Chen pointed, his heart calming down little by little. Although Angel was still gentle in his speech, he still sensitively sensed the subtle changes.

After sitting down in the cafe, Na Chen asked for a pot of coffee and stopped talking. He was afraid and did not dare to speak.

His nerves were already tense to the limit, and he was even suddenly afraid of hearing Angel speak.

After bringing the coffee, Anhe picked up the candy bag and poured it into the cup slowly. After pouring a pack of candy, he called Nachen: "Big Qi."

"Huh?" Na Chen looked up at him, and the title made him feel warm.

"I'm very tired during this time," Angel said in a low voice, exhausted. "I won't go around today."

Na Chen looked at him calmly and didn't move, but just responded softly.

"What happened to you recently?" Angel stirred the cup with a spoon.

"No..." Na Chen felt that his whole body was hard, and he wanted to let go of his hand holding the cup but could not do it. "Nothing big."

Angel glanced at him and smiled: "Today someone sent a courier to our school, which contained two photos."

Na Chen's hand shook, and the coffee in the cup spilled on his hands. His voice trembled: "Photo? Are we both?"

"It's just ours," Angel's smile slowly faded, "It's me and *, and the shot was very... wonderful."

Na Chen's face suddenly turned scaryly pale, and he bit his lips and said nothing.

"I explained to the school that if there was nothing else, this matter would have passed like this, Big Seven," Anh put down the spoon in his hand, "Is there anything else?"

Na Chen felt his whole body trembling. He was not cold. He knew everything in his heart when he heard this sentence, but he didn't feel chilling all over his body. He just felt that he had a woody body, all his muscles had lost consciousness and could not maintain his breathing.

He opened his mouth without making any sound.

"I don't know you, I've heard many stories about you," Angel's tone was always very calm and his speech was slow. "I know what you are afraid of and what you want. I thought I would know you more than others, but suddenly I found out..."

Angel picked up the cup and took a sip of coffee, looking out the window: "I know nothing about your life, your friends, your circle, what your life is like over the years, I have no idea."

"What I see is the one in my heart, sensitive, a little fragile, unable to express, using exaggeration to conceal your desires and fears, and your... inferiority complex."

Na Chen didn't say anything, lowered his head and slowly leaned on the table.

"But what about other things? I don't know," Angel grabbed him gently, "I don't know, I just know I can't handle it anymore and I'm very tired."

Angel's face was very bad and she looked very tired. Na Chen knew what it would feel like to see those photos when he was under a lot of pressure in his work and life. This photo might have broken Angel's last string.

His heart, which had sunk, began to burn with anger, and the anger burned him into pain from his body.

"My business," he gritted his teeth, trying to control his voice, "I will handle it, you don't have to worry, there will be no other thing, I promise."

"Is that right?" Angel smiled, "Isn't planning to tell me what's wrong?"

Yes.

He couldn't let Angel know about this, he didn't dare to let Angel know about it.

He didn't know what Angel would react, nor did he know what Angel could do if she knew, and was also afraid that Angel would see his chaotic past, and that he and Lei Bo could not explain the complex relationship. Now that Lei Bo had moved, he was even more afraid that Angel would be rolled deeper and deeper.

"Yeah." He responded in a muffled voice.

Angel frowned, stared at him for a long time, and finally smiled: "Na Chen."

"Um?"

"I'm tired, that Chen," Anhe patted his hand and gently pinched it on his hand. "I will promise you to try it because... I like you very much."

Na Chen didn't move, and grabbed Anhe's hand tightly with his backhand.

"But I am not your doctor, and I cannot be the material for you to repair your wounds," Angel paused and said with a wry smile. "We are not good materials. Only by repairing ourselves can we be qualified to talk about relationships."

"You mean..." Na Chen sat up straight with great difficulty.

"What happened to you, you need my help. You can find me at any time. I will definitely help you. Whenever you want to say and when you look for me, I will be there," Angel didn't know why he wanted to cry. He hasn't cried for a long time, but he often has the urge to cry these days. "But two people hugged each other and licked their wounds, not feelings, even if they were licking each other."

The author has something to say: Just come to the top of the chapter tomorrow, so it’s fine.

In fact, this may not be a big deal for two mentally healthy people. If it weren't for Na Chen, there wouldn't be such a confrontation with Lei Bo. Now, people who have had a psychological low point can probably understand it.
Chapter completed!