Chapter Ninety-Three: Confusion (1)

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"Are you- hungry? I'm going to cook. ”

Xiao Yihan had already eaten dinner, but he didn't squeak.

Yang Liu knew that he was too lazy to respond, so he didn't continue to ask anything, turned around and walked slowly towards the kitchen.

Although she tried her best to steady her pace, she still walked a little staggeringly.

She staggered into the kitchen, first went to the sink, washed her face, lifted herself, and then began to prepare dinner.

Yang Liu thought, today is the second day that their contract takes effect, yesterday was in trouble, today must be cautious, no more mistakes.

They have only been together for half a year, and half a year will pass soon, even if he is very cold to her, but as long as he is here, he can be seen from time to time, which is already very lucky for her, so Yang Liu cherishes every minute and every second they are together.

Even if he treats her like air every day and doesn't even look at her, she doesn't care. The person she likes, being able to watch from afar, she already feels very content, and she no longer expects to be able to get his sincerity.

She just wants to work hard to do everything he tells her, spend half a year quietly with him, and when the contract expires, after she leaves, every day here is a good memory.

Thinking that last night, because of a bunch of oleanders, all her efforts for the night were in vain, Yang Liu couldn't help but shake her head gently and sighed. She must be cautious today and not make any mistakes. Otherwise, in retrospect, there will be sad memories left.

Yang Liu made a few lighter dishes and brought them to the table, and when he looked back, Xiao Yihan had already left, and the newspaper he had just read was thrown on the sofa.

This dinner is ready, why did he go upstairs without a sound?

Yang Liu had to go upstairs to call them, she walked a few steps, suddenly felt lightheaded, couldn't help yawning, insisted on dragging her two weak legs, climbed up to the second floor with great effort, stood at the place where the stairs were eating, raised her voice and shouted: "Aunt Xiao, Brother Xiao, dinner is ready, come down and eat." ”

There was silence in his answer, Yang Liu had to go upstairs with his support, slowly walked to the door of Xiao Yihan's bedroom, knocked on the door twice, lowered his voice, and said as gently as possible: "Brother Xiao, dinner is ready, come out for dinner." ”

Yang Liu didn't know what to call Xiao Yihan, and kept calling him "Brother Xiao", which made him feel weird.

After a moment of silence, a low voice floated from behind the door: "I've already eaten." ”

Eaten? Why didn't you just say it after eating? It hurt her to work in vain, but maybe Aunt Xiao hasn't eaten yet.

Yang Liu had no choice but to turn around, came to the door of Aunt Xiao's room, and knocked on the door again.

Xiao Yihan sat at the desk in the bedroom, listening to Yang Liu knocking on the door of the opposite room outside for a while, his face was cloudy.

In fact, there was no one in the opposite room at all, and his mother was left in the hospital today because of a certain condition, and no one would agree even if she knocked on the door.

Originally, when he was downstairs just now, he should have told her when he saw her preparing dinner in a hurry. However, the thought of her drinking with others in the dining room made him feel disgusted, and he went upstairs without a sound, leaving her alone to toss underneath.

He didn't know why he was doing this, and their agreement was clear that they would not interfere in the private lives of each other. However, he still couldn't hold back the irritability in his heart.

The little girl who sat in front of the door playing the flute, raising her timid gaze from time to time, and sneaking a glance at him, had disappeared forever and would never be seen again.

Instead, it was the woman who sat in the dining room and smiled at the man, was drunk by the man, and then threw up on the edge of the pool.

Actually, he didn't want to be like this with her, but when he knew that she was that kind of woman, the little good he had for him before was gone.

However, he couldn't figure out why he still couldn't let her go because he no longer had a good impression of her in his heart.

Yang Liu knocked on the door for a while, and when he saw that there was still no answer, he unscrewed the door lock and walked in, there was no one in the room, the quilt on the bed was neatly folded, and Aunt Xiao was not in the house at all.

Aunt Xiao didn't come back at all, and she didn't need to cook today, but Xiao Yihan knew it, but he didn't say a word, which shows how much he hates himself.

Yang Liu sighed, leaned against the wall and walked out slowly, her feet became more and more empty, she knew that this was the strength of the wine.

She didn't want Xiao Yihan to see her embarrassment, so she forced herself out of the room and went back to Xing'er's bedroom.

She went to take a shower first, and when she was done, she felt even more sleepy.

She was supposed to get her pajamas, but then because she was too sleepy, she climbed into bed wrapped in a bath towel, and was just about to fall asleep when her mobile phone suddenly rang.

She took the phone with a strong spirit, and saw that it was a strange call, she hesitated slightly, and as soon as she pressed the answer button, a man at the other end of the phone said in a somewhat naughty voice: "It's Yang Liu, right?" ”

Yang Liu heard that it was Wu Yue's voice, she propped up her groggy head and said, "Yes, is there something?" ”

Wu Yue chuckled and said, "I just want to make sure if this is your phone number." ”

Where did he get his phone number from? Yang Liu wanted to ask, but stopped.

"How do you feel? Wu Yue's voice rang on the phone again, "After drinking so much wine, can you still not get drunk?" That's a lot of alcohol. ”

"No, I'm already drunk and asleep."

Then, without waiting for Wu Yue to respond, Yang Liu hung up the phone directly.

Tiredness combined with the effects of alcohol, Yang Liu fell asleep after a while.

Xiao Yihan finished processing a document, rubbed his eyebrows, raised his wrist, glanced at the time, it was almost midnight, he stretched, stood up, took his pajamas and went to the bathroom.

Xiao Yihan walked to the bathroom while undressing, and when he walked to the bathroom door, he had already taken off his shirt, put it on the washing machine outside the bathroom door, and then pushed open the bathroom door wearing only underwear.

He was about to step in with his legs raised, but his steps suddenly stopped, and the hand holding the towel paused, as if sensing something, and turned his head slowly, for he seemed to hear a snoring sound that seemed to be absent.

His mother was not at home, and he was the only one on the entire second floor, and who made the snoring.

Xiao Yihan turned around slowly, and he found that the sound seemed to come from the next room, which turned out to be Xing'er's room, and no one had entered it for a long time.

Although he never believed that there were ghosts in this world, at that moment, he still felt creepy.

He stood at the bathroom door in a daze, the hairs all over his body stood on end, and there was another slight snoring, still coming from that direction.

Xiao Yihan's whole body froze.

(To be continued.) )