Wang Xiaoliang heard the voice and looked up.
Someone stood in the doorway and happened to spot him too. That face could not have been more familiar-
Wang Xiaoliang froze for half a second, then smiled.
"Bro."
Luo Bisheng stood in the doorway and called out.
Wang Xiaoliang stood up.
"Bisheng, nice surprise attack."
"Come and sit."
Luo Bisheng stayed where he was, looking him up and down twice, the corners of his mouth lifting a little.
"Bro, you really are so much better."
Just a few words, but they held so much.
"I won't come in. Huanhuan's still outside." Luo Bisheng pointed behind him.
Wang Xiaoliang glanced at his watch.
"I'm heading out."
He did not address anyone in particular. Perhaps he was speaking to everyone in the office.
Wang Xiaoliang followed Luo Bisheng out of the office.
Cheng Huan stood in the middle of the courtyard, two suitcases beside her, one red and one black.
When she saw Wang Xiaoliang come out, the corners of her mouth had barely begun to lift before she pulled them back down.
She pouted and glared at him.
Wang Xiaoliang's steps faltered.
"Huanhuan, welcome."
It was the first time Wang Xiaoliang had called Cheng Huan Huanhuan.
Cheng Huan did not respond.
Pouting, her chin slightly raised, she stood planted between the two suitcases, holding a small shoulder bag.
Luo Bisheng looked back at her.
"Huanhuan."
His voice was very low, a little pleading, with the slightest trace of reproach. The meaning was plain: stop it, give him a way out.
Only then did Cheng Huan speak.
"Xiaoliang, how are you?"
Luo Bisheng grew anxious. "Call him bro."
"Will you give it a rest?" Cheng Huan turned and snapped at him, and Luo Bisheng immediately shut up.
Wang Xiaoliang could not hold back