If God gave Joe a chance to come back again, he would choose the saw.

Unfortunately, this world cannot be rewound.

At the moment when he was taken down, Master Qiao's brain was blank. He didn't even realize what happened to him. He felt a little pain in his knee and a little numb palm ...

By the time he reacted completely, he had covered his face with one hand in a conditioned reflex, and grabbed the waist with one hand.

Both elbows were framed separately, and Joe knew it was Gu Yan and Yan Suizhi who hurriedly helped him.

"Hurt your face?" Yan Sui asked. "Ah, don't cover it."

Gu Yan tried to pull away his hand and wanted to see what happened to his face.

Master Qiao didn't let go of his life, he shook his head and said ambiguously: "It's okay-okay okay okay okay-don't drag, don't drag, I'm slow."

"Let's see if there is any bleeding," Yan Suizhi said. "There is a medicine chest in the house. At least take care of it first. You can't be so bored."

Joe still didn't look up, "I didn't touch my face, I held my hand."

"Then what are you covering?"

"..." Master Qiao collapsed for a while while covering his face, pretending to say calmly, "Inertia."

Gu Yan is a good friend after all, he understands it as soon as he hears it.

Yan Sui questioned: "What inertia?"

Gu Yan: "... Shame your face first."

This is Master Qiao's life creed.

Since Master Qiao has remembered, his sister Yunis has told him this-when embarrassing, either cover others or cover yourself.

The original intention may be to tease him, but Master Qiao at the age of two or three is a veritable little fool.

In this regard, Gu Yan was not the first to meet.

Master Qiao freed one hand and silently rushed Gu Yan to a thumb, indicating that you were right.

Yan Suizhi: "..."

For Master Qiao at this time, it was far more terrible to look up and see people than to be injured and bleed.

It's better to let him go.

"Isn't it hurt?" Yan Suizhi confirmed again. "How about the knee."

Joe shook his head.

Professor Yan Da looked at the little fool for a while, but remembered the scene just now.

It was replayed several times magically.

He finally couldn't hold it back, patting Joe as a comfort, and then smiled silently and against the shoulders of Gu Yan.

Gu Yan: "..."

In the other corner of the living room, Ke Jin's fingers twitched suddenly in the sunlight. He stared at Joe for a long time, as if he could not understand what had happened to him, and like an extremely sleepy person trying to get out of the hazy conscious Struggling out.

For a moment, he seemed to be trying hard to think about what happened, but he couldn't do anything. His eyelashes twitched a few times, and his eyes clearly became restless.

After a while, he realized that he could stand up and walk over.

He was a little chaotic in such a simple movement. When he got up, his fingers accidentally touched the cup next to it.

咣 当 ——

The shards of glass were mixed with water and splashed across the ground.

Qiao could have covered the end of the world there. The crunch of the water cup made him throw aside the "shame", almost raising his head and straightening his body almost at the same time he heard the sound.

He saw Ke Jin standing there at a distance, his eyes lighted by the sunlight, very helpless.

Ke Jin will be better when he is quiet. A comfortable and warm environment is good for him. On the contrary, all sudden situations, sharp voices and broken things are easy to cause him to lose control.

Seeing him getting more and more helpless, Joe opened his hand and showed him that he was not injured. Then he smiled a little embarrassedly, "I may be a bit stupid today, and accidentally fell a horse."

When he opened his mouth, Ke Jin's attention was distracted again. Something was lost.

Qiao quietly grabbed Yan Suihe and Gu Yan who planned to pack up the glass fragments, and took advantage of the situation to let himself stand.

"His--" Joe rubbed his knees and whispered to Ke Jin for a while, pretending he couldn't stand, squatting there pitifully.

Ke Jin listened to him, and responded slowly for a while, then raised his foot and walked towards this side.

Leading him away from the broken glass and making sure he wouldn't go to see the mess again, Joe pressed the room service.

The original tea time was quite comfortable, because of these unexpected conditions, it was stirred up by the wild and the people turned back.

Fortunately, the housekeeper quickly arranged the cleaning staff, cleaned up cleanly, there was no glass residue left, and carefully laid a new carpet.

Because of the shocking fall just now, Joe received Ke Jin's longest attention since he even started, and even rubbed his knees inexplicably.

Master Qiao was as happy as he had achieved an epic achievement. He was so happy that he even forgot for a time why he was pulled out by the treadmill.

Ten minutes later, two cleaning staff put away the wrapping paper of the new carpet, greeted politely, left the room, and thoughtfully closed the code door for them.

Ke Jin held a glass in both hands, which was filled with fresh warm water. He seems to have forgotten for a moment that he broke a cup and sipped it.

The room became quiet for a while, and the atmosphere seemed very good compared to the previous chaos.

There will be ghosts.

Master Qiao took a blanket from the room, and as soon as he was seated on the sofa, he came face-to-face with the opposite Yan Suizhi.

"..."

The living person reminded him of a series of living facts--

The intern is the dean.

Not long ago, he just described the other party as the "Smiling Devil" ...

Face to face.

A little longer, he said that all law school students are masochistic ...

Still face to face.

He said that it seemed to have been said that it was not easy to get angry with Gu Yan.

Oh, this is not a face-to-face, but the kind of information sent, the kind of evidence that can be recalled, is it better to face him than to return it?

What else did he say? ? ?

Master Qiao felt that he couldn't think about the past, thinking that he even had pain in his breath.

He forgot who said it: No matter how great his achievements in this life are, he will still counsel when he turns his head to see the teacher.

Whether this is true or not for other people, at least for now, in this living room at this moment, he is really a bit counseling.

Although he thought about it, he didn't know what reason he had to counsel.

To be honest, shouldn't the party whose identity was revealed be more nervous? ? ?

But he may be blind.

I don't know what other people think, anyway, he can't see the slightest tension from a dean.

But at the same time, this reaction is more confirmed-

Calm down like this, not who else can that be? !

The words of normal people ... Anyway, do you want to struggle again?

But he turned to think that it wouldn't make much difference in that situation. With the dean's personality, it might be simpler.

Master Qiao wiped his face and didn't dare to look directly at Yan Suizhi, but turned to stare at Yan.

He crumbled and complained: "Why don't you tell me, it's inconvenient to tell the truth, it doesn't matter, you can tell me to shut up and stop talking at the right time!"

Gu Yan: "I actually said that."

"When? Where? What did you say?" Qiao racked his brain and tried to recall.

Gu Yan: "At the beginning of the month, the wine city, the emperor's new clothes."

To say something else, Joe may not remember. But "the emperor's new outfit" he really remembers, what else "the emperor burnt his feet" and the like.

but……

There are no antecedents and consequences, is this **** human understandable?

"The emperor's new outfit?" Yan Suizhi raised his eyebrows and looked at Gu Yan.

"..."

Lawyer Gu felt that Qiao Xiaofang would ask him again, and sooner or later he would also get him in.

"I'll settle accounts with you later." Yan Suizhi said with a smile.

Qiao turned his head back on the sofa for a long time, rubbing his stomach with one hand and another, trying to help himself digest. There are too many things I want to ask, and I do n’t know where to start for a while.

Just when he straightened his upper body, he was about to say something, because the smart phone that was resting on the marble table suddenly vibrated.

He opened the screen, and just glanced at it: "Fuck?"

"How?" Gu Yan asked.

Qiao looked like hell, and unfolded the screen to show the two of them—

There was no name on the screen, only a photo of a middle-aged man with a tiger's face jumping.

Joe said, "The old fox actually called me."