After walking for about twenty minutes, a two-story small western-style building appeared in front of me, and in this empty mountain, there was an inexplicable feeling of a haunted house.

At this time, where can I care about a haunted house or not, as soon as An Ruobai saw the house, he rushed over like he saw his relatives.

Away from the weeds, his nerves finally relaxed.

Qiao walked over slowly, took the key from his pocket and opened the door, and turned on the light casually, and the orange light poured down softly, illuminating the furnishings in the house.

The room is very simple, the main color is orange, giving people a warm feeling, a small sofa and a small TV, revealing an irresistible warmth.

The house is very clean from top to bottom, and even if no one lives for a long time, someone always cleans it.

Qiao Weiliang opened the shoe cabinet at the door, took out an old-fashioned sandal, handed it to An Ruobai, took another pair for himself to change into, and then took him to the door to find a faucet, rinsed it briefly before returning to the house.

"There is rice in the kitchen, if you want to eat you can simply make some porridge yourself. Qiao Weiliang stood at the top of the stairs and said indifferently, and pointed to the room downstairs: "You can sleep here, but you have to put on your own quilt cover, everything is in the wardrobe, there is no Internet here, you can watch TV, but it's best not to turn on the sound, because it will disturb my rest." ”

An Ruobai: "......"

There is no Internet!!You can't turn on the sound when you watch TV!!Can you still make people feel good?

After complaining in his heart, An Ruobai restrained his emotions and asked as calmly as possible: "I don't know how to cook, Sister Weiliang, can you help me cook something to eat?"

After sleeping all the way, he was really hungry at this moment.

"Neither will I. ”

Qiao Weiliang replied indifferently.

"Haven't you cooked for Ji Zhen?" An Ruobai asked quickly, Qiao Weiliang's face didn't change, but he looked at him coldly for a while, and then turned to go upstairs.

When he opened the door and went in, Qiao Weiliang leaned on the door panel in a daze, driving for more than ten hours in a row, his body was already very tired, but his head was awake and he didn't feel any sleep.

An Ruobai asked her if she had cooked for Ji Zhen, but she really hadn't done it.

Before the age of seventeen, she did not cook, and after the age of seventeen, she did not have time to cook.

She is busy making contacts, helping her artists publicize, and making herself indestructible, it seems that only in this way will life not be too sad.

I took the quilt from the cabinet and put it on, and then buried my body in the soft bed, and the nerves that had been tense finally relaxed.

opened the bedside table and took out the only family photo inside, Qiao Weiliang could see it, his fingertips touched the man's loving smile, there was a smile in the corner of his eyes, his red lips opened slightly, and he sighed: "It's so stupid." ”

Knowing that she doesn't love you, and knowing that all the tenderness is wrapped in dirt and filth, I still can't help but be nice to her.

But what's the use?

She is still the beautiful Mrs. Kuo.

"Dad, your slight coolness has come back to see you. ”

Qiao Weiliang said and took the photo into his arms, curled up in the quilt and fell asleep.

Early the next morning, Qiao Weiliang was woken up by a knock on the door, and when he opened the door, An Ruobai stared at a haggard face and stood at the door ghostly: "I'm hungry." ”

“……”

Twenty minutes later, An Ruobai sat in the hall of a farmhouse with her face covered.

"Didn't you say there's no internet here?"

Qiao Wei took a sip of tea and asked slowly: "Where did you get the confidence to think that what I said must be true?"

An Ruobai: "......"

Unexpectedly...... It's also justifiable!