Returning to the riverside apartment, Chen Gewei faced the darkness, paused briefly, and then returned to his room.

Yin Xiangyu, who followed behind him and walked in slowly with a cup of coffee, reached out and turned on the light in the apartment.

But Chen Gewei's figure has hurriedly disappeared to the right side of the living room, and the light cannot catch up with him.

Yin Xiangyu didn't even catch a glimpse of Chen Gewei, but only heard the movement in his room.

Yin Xiangyu lazily walked back to his room, took off his tie, loosened the top button of his shirt, and lay on the bed for a while.

He turned his head and looked at his phone, scrolling through it out of boredom. After ten minutes passed, Yin Xiangyu got up again.

He first sat on the bed and looked around his room, then slowly stood up and walked out slowly.

But as soon as he arrived at the door of the room, he saw that Chen Gewei had already walked out of his room, came to the sofa in the living room, sat down neatly, picked up the remote control, and turned on the TV.

Yin Xiangyu walked over slowly and turned his head to look at the screen. Chen Gewei was changing the channel, but his purpose was already very clear.

Chen Gewei took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled.

But after a few minutes, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head, looked at Chen Gewei and said.

In the dim space, Chen Gewei lowered his head and looked at the floor at the door. The light coming from the living room slanted on the smooth white ceramic tiles, glowing with golden light.

"OK."

"Then it has to be relative, right?"

"OK."

Yin Xiangyu smiled, stopped and thought for two seconds, and then took a step forward and followed him to his room.

Chen Gewei did not answer, but put down the remote control in his hand, leaned back gently, and lay comfortably on the sofa.

"You said before that everything is relative, so if you have been living such a rational life... won't there be disadvantages of living a rational life?"

At the door of the room, Yin Xiangyu stood in the light and looked at Chen Gewei in the dark room. He looked at Chen Gewei seriously and asked, nodding in confirmation.

"Then let me say the last thing."

"I know, I will consider it."

Chen Gewei replied calmly.

His eyes lit up immediately, and he quickly came to sit next to Chen Gewei, then looked at him seriously and asked.

"You can't live completely by rational thinking like this. You...you have to face your human side and make yourself more comfortable to face it..."

"Wait a minute, you mentioned her first this time. Besides, you checked Jin Jixiu's itinerary, right? Then you are still interested in her!"

After saying that, Yin Xiangyu stood one meter away from Chen Gewei and watched the game with him.

"I was looking at the follow-up responses to the previous bug incident, and then the search engine itself popped up relevant push notifications."

Yin Xiangyu immediately explained.

Yin Xiangyu nodded and returned his attention to the sports event in front of him.

Chen Gewei glanced at him and added coldly.

The latter calmed down for two seconds and then said calmly.

The two stared at the game screen for a while. In the 18th minute of the game, AC Milan took the lead and scored.

"I have no inspiration right now."

"What unrealistic things are you thinking about? Kim Ji-soo has a full schedule in Paris and doesn't have time for you to realize those fantasies."

"Do you want to collect your thoughts before speaking?"

"Now I need to think, don't talk to me."

Arriving at the door of Chen Gewei's room, Yin Xiangyu looked inside and saw that the screen of Chen Gewei's computer was shutting down.

Chen Gewei took a deep breath again, then stood up neatly and walked towards his room.

Yin Xiangyu immediately curled his lips. Indeed, it is unlikely that ordinary fake Jin Sangxun would be released to him at this time.

Yin Xiangyu immediately clenched his fist and waved it, but when he looked at Chen Gewei next to him, he still looked calm.

But the latter had walked into the room decisively and disappeared from his sight.

"Do you think I have a chance to go to Paris with you?"

"You don't have enough annual leave."

But then, Yin Xiangyu discovered something was wrong.

"The last time you watched a game was two months ago, right?"

"No, I just made it look better."

"But that would do far less harm than living by emotion."

Then he looked at Chen Gewei. He had already made up his bed, trying to make it flat.

The roommate, who was six years older, quickly organized his thoughts, then lowered his head and spoke seriously.

After receiving a satisfactory answer, Yin Xiangyu immediately turned around and left the door of Chen Gewei's room neatly.

"Are you going to rest now?"

Yin Xiangyu stared at the TV screen for two seconds, and then said leisurely.

"I need to change my thinking."

Chen Gewei answered softly and directly explained his behavior.

"Hey, you don't watch the game anymore?"

Chen Gewei replied immediately.

He stared at the screen, his thoughts began to wander elsewhere, and then he muttered in a low voice.

Yin Xiangyu said immediately.

"Oh~ Will the news push also push the itinerary..."

"Can you... just for once, follow your emotions?"

"No."

Chen Gewei closed his eyes, sighed helplessly, and then spoke to Yin Xiangyu with a speechless expression.

Chen Gewei sighed softly, put down the pillow in his hand, turned around, and looked at Yin Xiangyu calmly.

Chen Gewei quickly denied it.

"You don't have any inspiration, so it seems really difficult..."

Ten seconds later, the football match screen popped up, and the match between AC Milan and Ferrara SPAL had begun, reaching the twelfth minute of the first half.

Yin Xiangyu nodded, paused for another two seconds, then raised his head and looked at Chen Gewei seriously.

"I thought you were going to keep typing."

Chen Gewei looked at Yin Xiangyu and said calmly.

When Yin Xiangyu saw this, he immediately shouted at Chen Gewei's back.

Yin Xiangyu said immediately.

Yin Xiangyu didn't say anything. He had long been used to Chen Gewei like this.

"No, I didn't say Kim Ji Soo either. I just...want to go out and have fun."

Yin Xiangyu curled his lips and then said softly.

After concentrating on the spot for a few seconds, Chen Gewei turned his head and looked at his computer, then calmly walked over and pressed the power button.

Sitting back in front of the computer, Chen Gewei waited for two seconds, then raised his hand to hold the mouse and started operating it quietly.

"Korean Air...Paris..."

Happy Chinese New Year, see you later
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