Today's night is relatively deep, there is no moonlight in the sky, only a few stars have fallen, and dark clouds seem to be drifting in the sky.

The wind rose suddenly, the dead leaves were swept away, and the branches swayed, and there was no loud rustling sound like a summer day.

I couldn't hear the insects at all, and before I knew it, it was already late autumn.

Chen Qinglang put out the fire in the living room with water, dragged off the black and yellow on the floor, then turned off the air conditioner, opened the curtains, opened the window, and lit a cigarette.

People are always strange, when they are lonely, they are uneasy, they will suddenly calm down after experiencing the scorching heat of the fire, and every time they meet the climax of the top, they are followed by cold emptiness.

The room was as warm as fire, and the heat of June and summer ignited in the autumn of October in the lunar calendar, but when a few basins of cold water doused the fire in the living room, the fire in Chen Qinglang's heart was quickly extinguished. Then mop the floor, turn off the air conditioner, draw the curtains, and open the window. When the damp autumn wind hits his face, his heart is completely calm, and then he is emotionally dyed with some melancholy.

Autumn is bleak, always makes people more likely to be depressed, especially in the middle of the night, when everything is silent, it is easier to be confused.

Chen Qinglang leaned on the window, looked up at the sky, and knew that it might rain later.

Puhai City is located in the humid and hot zone of the south, and it is rainy all year round, especially in spring and autumn, and it will rain for many days before the temperature rises and falls.

It's just that under normal circumstances, the rain is not heavy, but it is quite dense, and when it is continuous, it is like a turn of green yarn scattered from the sky.

The so-called mid-March in the south of the Yangtze River, the smoke and rain are hazy, which is what we are talking about. It's just that the rain in autumn is a bit colder than in spring.

Chen Qinglang thought about what happened just now, thinking about Zhang Peipei's sexiness in a bath towel, thinking about her plump thighs and white skin, but he couldn't burn the flame in his heart.

He even smiled bitterly......

Watching the spring light disappear and the skin is better than the snow, it is indeed a good thing, not to mention that Zhang Peipei is still so beautiful, but what is the current situation?

Today is too impulsive, if it weren't for the whimsical idea of taking that bath towel, the temperature would not have risen so high later, then no matter how close he and Zhang Peipei were, they would not be out of proportion, and they could still be at the point of advancing and retreating, but now that this is a mess, the whole situation suddenly becomes a little different.

It can be seen that Zhang Peipei is a conservative girl, and she is a very conservative kind, when this kind of girl wears a bath towel in front of you in an extremely sexy way and shows her beautiful figure, the meaning is self-evident, and this is not the initiative from the beginning, it was recruited by Chen Qinglang. Therefore, even if Zhang Peipei relied on him because of this, he would not be able to say anything to shirk it.

Even now, even if he wants to keep his distance quickly, it is no longer so easy, the front foot is still preferential, and when he turns around, he will clear up the relationship, no matter how scummy he is, this kind of thing can't be done.

So he is now in a dilemma, he doesn't want to enter, and there is no way to retreat, so he can only get stuck like this, just like when he drills the railing, his head is stuck in it, which is really uncomfortable.

Impulsiveness is the devil.

He deeply sensed the meaning of these words at this moment.

"Alas!"

With this sigh full of remorse, a trace of wetness hit his face. Then, the rain turned into raindrops, which became denser and denser, and a faint "popping" sound began to be heard all around.

Chen Qinglang didn't close the window, and let the wind carry the raindrops, plopping on him from time to time.

The small half of the cigarette was pinched and protected in the palm of his palm with his thumb and index finger, and the hot cigarette kept drying the palm of his hand, Chen Qinglang took a puff, and inevitably remembered Jiang Shuqing.

The first close contact between him and Jiang Shuqing was on a rainy autumn night. That year, when he was a sophomore, he was dragged by his dormitory buddies to socialize with a group of girls, because he couldn't fit into that environment, he left early when the friendship was about to end, and as soon as he got on the bus, it rained heavily. After getting off the bus, I was about to rush into the campus when an umbrella hit my head.

At that time, Jiang Shuqing liked to wear sneakers and jeans, full of youth, Chen Qinglang imagined the picture of close contact with the school flower countless times, but he didn't expect it to be in that situation.

Jiang Shuqing now is more mature, sexy, and charming than then, and the only thing that is the same as then is disdain for the opposite sex.

At that time, she only stretched out the umbrella out of kindness, but her attitude towards Chen Qinglang was not very enthusiastic. Then when he returned to school, he was seen that Chen Qinglang suddenly became Jiang Shuqing's rumored boyfriend, and his age, height, weight, and grade were quickly picked up, so there was a wolf howl on campus, and he felt that Jiang Shuqing's view of mate selection was really strange enough.

At that time, there was even a buddy in the dormitory who was going to the hospital to see his eyes, and he felt that he might have a problem with his eyesight, otherwise why couldn't he see what was good about Chen Qinglang?

A group of people said that he was a pig foodie, a rich second generation, and some girls who didn't pay much attention to him once suddenly felt that this guy looked quite attractive with a serious appearance......

As a result, Chen Qinglang became the number one person in the school while lying down.

Then Chen Qinglang had a miserable week.

Seven days, blocked by people of different grades and colleges with different identities seventeen times, the first two inexperienced, was beaten to a miserable one, the back has experience, sometimes can run away in advance, sometimes initiate a ruthless fight, can also fight with people, and in the end it is to the point of bringing a knife with hand, but when it comes to the steel pipe machete, it can only run wildly.

Even a few guys in the dormitory were affected, but compared to Chen Qinglang, it was the difference between children living in China and children living in Syria.

When he was blocked for the seventeenth time, Chen Qinglang stabbed someone, but he was released less than an hour after entering the police station, and Jiang Shuqing greeted him outside the police station.

Jiang Shuqing looked at the bruises on his face, and felt indescribable guilt in his heart.

She felt that Chen Qinglang would complain about her and not give her a good face.

But no.

Chen Qinglang was restrained like a child, bowed his head slightly and blushed slightly, unable to say a word, and finally asked stupidly: "Is your face like this...... Isn't it ugly? ”

Then Jiang Shuqing couldn't help it, holding his stomach and laughing unscrupulously regardless of his image.

Chen Qinglang felt that the stars were shining in front of him, and a great courage surged in his heart, and he said a sentence that he still feels happy about: "Senior sister, we ...... Can you be a friend? ”

Jiang Shuqing warned him in advance: "Ordinary friends can." ”

Chen Qinglang looked satisfied: "Ordinary friends are already fine." ”

So the two became friends.

Until now.

If he hadn't said that sentence at that time, maybe with the end of the matter, the intersection between him and Jiang Shuqing would have been cut off.

How sorry would that be?

Later, Jiang Shuqing used his relationship, and no one in the school dared to touch Chen Qinglang anymore, and the discussion of the so-called rumored boyfriend was much less in an instant.

At that time, no one thought that four years later, the relationship between each other would become what it is now, right?

"It's been four years...... Chen Qinglang extinguished the cigarette butt on the windowsill and wiped the rain on his face, "Senior sister didn't soak it, but set her sister on fire...... It's so unpredictable. ”

He went back to the sofa and sat down, no longer thinking about these things, distraught, recited the night silence mantra, and began to visualize the glass statue of the clear wind and bright moon.

It rained all night, dripping, like a constant melancholy, and the slightest was endless.

By the next morning, the rain had not stopped, and in this case, it was estimated that it would take six or seven days, and then it would cool down like a torrential rain.

In a few days, winter will begin, but the winter in Puhai has never been cold, and it has not snowed for many years.

Zhang Peipei's washed clothes were thrown in the washing machine and not taken out yet, so when he got up, he was wearing pajamas, and when he went out, his heart beat like the vibrating strings of "A Thousand Cherry Blossoms", and his face burned like a summer sunset.

Now that I think of yesterday's events, it is like a deep dream, and my body was actually looked at by Chen Qinglang, and I really couldn't see anyone.

When I opened the bedroom door, I sneaked around, but there was no Chen Qinglang in the living room, I was relieved, and I was a little lost in my heart. I tiptoed a few steps forward, and sure enough, I heard some slight movement in the kitchen.

Then Chen Qinglang came out of the kitchen unexpectedly, and in her embarrassed and embarrassed expression, he knocked her head with a water-stained hand, and said, "Hurry up and wash it, the meal is almost ready." ”

Zhang Peipei let out an inaudible "um", turned around, and got into the bathroom like the wind.

By the time he finished washing, Chen Qinglang had already set up the meal, the glass table in the living room was smashed, and the desk was split and burned, so Chen Qinglang could only spread a few pieces of paper on the ground and put the food soup on it. Then take off the sofa cushions, one on each side, and the two of them sit cross-legged, eating slowly in an ancient style.

Chen Qinglang tried his best to keep a normal heart, neither too affectionate nor too cold, otherwise it would hurt the girl's heart too much.

Zhang Peipei's heart couldn't be calm, he almost didn't dare to raise his head when he was eating, and occasionally glanced at Chen Qinglang, and quickly looked away. The little daughter's posture of "walking with shame, leaning on the door and looking back, but smelling the green plums" has a unique flavor, although it is cold and rainy outside, Chen Qinglang is warm and warm in his heart.

How can he really get the affection of such a good girl?

After eating, Zhang Peipei said: "You go to smoke, I'll wash the dishes." ”

Chen Qinglang shook his head: "I'll come, you just rest." ”

Some people think that it is natural for women to do housework, but Chen Qinglang is not used to letting women work, there are hands and feet, and the body is naturally stronger than women, even if it is not too tiring work, Chen Qinglang also hopes that as a man, he can do his best to bear it.

"It's a woman's job." Zhang Peipei said, "The gentleman is far away from cooking." ”

"That means that a gentleman can't bear to kill, but it doesn't mean don't go into the kitchen." Chen Qinglang cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks and said, "If you don't sweep a house, how can you sweep the world." ”

"You cleaned the living room yesterday." Zhang Pei Pei said, "I'm here today." ”

Chen Qinglang said simply: "Obedient." ”

Zhang Pei Pei pouted: "I don't want to be an idler." ”

Chen Qinglang issued an order: "Find a way to improve the ban on searching zombies, but it's still not very easy to use." ”

So Zhang Peipei stopped arguing with him, and sat on the sofa to think about how to improve the search and zombie prohibition.

After Chen Qinglang finished washing, he dragged a chair to the window to smoke after eating.

But in fact, after a few minutes of eating, I don't have the comfortable feeling of smoking after a meal.

Zhang Peipei looked at his back and asked curiously, "Is it comfortable to smoke?" ”

"If you have a little bit of a cigarette addiction, the feeling of relieving your addiction is naturally comfortable. But it's not a big addiction, it's not that you have to smoke, it's just that you're used to it, in the dead of night, you can't sleep alone, except for smoking, you really don't know what to do. ”

Zhang Peipei lost his mother since he was a child, and he can understand some of his feelings.

"Haven't thought about quitting?"

"I thought about it, but it's not necessary now." Chen Qinglang turned his head and said in a vicious tone, "We are cultivators now, no matter how much we smoke, our bodies will still be as strong as oxen, we used to be a little more modest, but now we don't care about it, we can smoke if we want, we won't lose our life!" ”

Zhang Pei Pei fanned the smell of smoke floating in front of him, and he wanted to laugh when he looked at his vicious expression.

Chen Qinglang snuffed out the cigarette: "But when you are in the future, I will try not to smoke, when I didn't learn to smoke before, I hated the smell of other people's cigarettes the most." ”

Zhang Peipei lowered his head and smiled like a flower.

"It's okay, just get used to it."

It's just doting.

PS: "In the middle of March in the south of the Yangtze River, the smoke and rain are in the sky" is from the wandering toad god's "Immortal Hu".