He Jing Qiao had just had lunch, and it happened that his call came.

Answered, she didn't say anything, and he didn't even speak immediately. It was a strange feeling, as if he was actually right in front of him, as if ...... She wasn't upset either.

A business district is being built around Sanlitun, and when the rain stops, Jing Jola walks on a quiet path backed by high-rise buildings.

She answered the phone, and she whispered affirmatively in her ear, "He?" ”

She reached out and pushed her in the face and said to the earpiece, "I'll hang up if I don't make a sound." ”

His breathing was suddenly audible, shallow, long, as if he were taking a deep, self-regulating breath.

"I was suddenly a little nervous." He seemed to laugh vaguely, as if he was emotional, as if explaining, his voice was low, and he muttered, "I just want to ask you, are you free at night, I'll look for you." ”

Zhou Jiyou's left hand holding the phone tightened involuntarily.

When he came out of the Japanese restaurant that day, before he could send her home, his arm was red. He said it was fine, she forced him to go to the pharmacy, and later, for two days in a row, no one took the initiative to contact anyone. The phrase "well, just once" was like a midnight dream, and it was as if nothing substantial had changed between them.

Now, hearing his voice, hearing him say that he was coming to her, she woke up like a dream.

It's changed, it's really changed......

She unconsciously bit down her left cheek, trying to calm down, trying to dominate. Ridiculously turning over old accounts: "I heard you right, you actually call to ask in advance, don't you usually come uninvited." ”

As expected, he was silent for a moment: "Well, it's different. ”

Her heart burned for no reason, and she didn't have time to react, so she glanced at Jing Qiao warningly, and asked her not to listen to the foot of the wall, her mouth was smooth, and the words came out: "Why is it different." ”

“……”

I felt a black light flash in my head, and my body was shocked.

The meaning behind knowingly asking is: coquettish? *？

He...... Could it be misunderstood?

At this moment, the hearts of the two were drifting in the unsearchable torrent at the same time, and they couldn't calm down for a long time.

Zhou Jiyou bit his lip lightly, and was about to jump over, when the radio waves clearly sent Shen Feibai's deep voice: "In the past, you would definitely refuse if you asked in advance, but now you won't." ”

She suddenly remembered a surprise compliment in her ears before the stop sign - your voice is so good, is the host's voice so good?

A fresh experience, she was killed by him for the first time. The thin pinna close to the earpiece gives rise to wisps of numbness.

Pingping's nails pinched in the palm of his hand, and his tone was loose: "Don't talk big, I will, why not." ”

Jing Qiao couldn't hear it, so he scratched his heart with a hundred claws on the side, and kept asking with his mouth: "What, what are you talking about?" ”

Zhou Jiyou ignored her, and on the other side, he was really speechless for two seconds, successfully controlling the situation, and the corners of her mouth raised slightly.

"That's it, I'll go to you when I'm done."

The corners of the hooked lips immediately drooped: "Who made up with you?" ”

He didn't answer, but asked: "What do you want to eat, rice or noodles, or boiled porridge, corn porridge, millet porridge, or white rice porridge?" ”

Inhale, and the tone of the voice is pulled: "Don't eat, don't eat anything." ”

"Then, black rice porridge." He said.

“……”

Jing Qiao saw her angrily pressing the call button, and was surprised: "You guys weren't arguing just now, right?" ”

Zhou Jiyou was furious in his heart, and turned his eyes to question: "Do you really think that people like me and him will be made in heaven?" ”

This kind of person? Jing Qiao was stunned for a moment and said, "I don't know him, how do I know what kind of person this kind of person is." ”

Zhou Jiyou pursed his lips: "Can you be reliable?" ”

Jing Qiao touched his nose and argued: "Why do I need to know him so well, you just need to understand." ”

"Kobold Strategist."

“……”

Jing Qiao caught up with her, looked at her out of the corner of his eye, put his hands in front of his belly, and said, "Eh, do you want to listen to the kobold military master again?" ”

Zhou Jiyou looked at her coldly and didn't look at her: "Say." ”

Jing Qiao Shen chattered: "I have a heavy dà discovery. ”

She squinted at her.

Jing Qiao said: "I didn't pay attention before, but I paid attention just now. Don't you feel it yourself, you are not only fierce to him, it is simply uncertain, and if you have affection, it will explode, and you will not hold back. ”

She was quietly startled.

Jing Qiao smiled and quipped: "Don't sue me, you don't know what your truest side is like." ”

She was stunned, as if a stick had struck her in the air and hit the back of the head hard.

***

In the two days when he could not go out of the broadcasting, Shen Feibai completed the assigned dubbing work, participated in an ideological and moral study organized by the broadcasting team, and in his spare time, he listened back to his previous broadcasts alone, looking for deficiencies and improving his business level.

When he received Zhou Jiyou's text message, he tapped his long fingers on the desktop and was meditating.

【I want to eat rice】

Five words, not even punctuation. But it seemed to cross the tone of her speech in her ears, the words were clear, the word for word was stressed, and the strong tone was focused on the end note.

He replied; [Okay, whatever you want to eat, I'll bring it over.] 】

A minute later, a reply was sent.

[You're waiting for me at the supermarket at the crossroads, I'm going to buy something]

The two barely exchanged messages, and he suddenly noticed that she didn't seem to be in the habit of using punctuation.

His eyes lingered on the small black print, and he replied: [Okay, wait for my call. 】

Zhou Jiyou set up an easel in the living room, adding a slightly thicker brush stroke to the corner of the canvas, and the mobile phone vibrated and buzzed on the knee-high mobile table next to him.

She took it and snorted softly from deep in her throat.

The way we get along is getting weirder and weirder.

His phone rang for a long time, and it was nearly six o'clock when the doorbell rang.

She was skeptical, but she couldn't be sure, and when she looked through the cat's eyes, she immediately felt a little complicated.

When he opened the door, the blue-checked folding umbrella in his hand was dripping wet, the bag of vegetables was stamped with sinuous water stains, and his shoes were wet, and the edges were inevitably splashed.

Outside, the rain is starting to fall again.

Zhou Jiyou looked at him and frowned: "Is there something wrong with you?" ”

He didn't answer, and looked at her through the door.

She glared at him, all the time.

He sighed almost inaudibly, and had to explain: "It's raining too much, eat dinner first, and I'll accompany you to buy things later." ”

"Do I want to thank you for your kindness?"

He pursed his lower lip silently and said, "No thanks." ”

Zhou Jiyou: "......"

She turned around and entered the house angrily, remembering what Jing Qiao said, don't sue me that you don't know what your truest side looks like.

Her truest side......

Sharp, irascib, like a hedgehog.

What exactly does he like about her?

Shen Feibai put the wet umbrella in the corner of the door, changed her shoes, closed the door, and observed her depressed expression as she passed by the living room.

Not quite able to understand why she was angry, the dish was left in the kitchen, and he came out and stopped in front of the easel.

Zhou Jiyou's hand holding the pen did not pause, his eyes were staring at the canvas, the jar was broken, and he let his feelings be vented: "Go away, don't bother me." ”

The ten fingers that hung down at his side were clenched, and he didn't move.

Zhou Jiyou threw the fan-shaped pen, and the paint of the brush swept on the floor, with two red dots and a silk in the middle.

Shen Feibai took out one from the tissue box on the coffee table, leaned over, and quickly wiped it off while the paint was dry.

As soon as it fell, together, the tall figure drew two overlapping arcs in the corner of her eyes, and her heart trembled slightly.

So far, she has not treated him well at all.

What exactly does he like about her?

I didn't throw away the paper ball that wiped the paint, but just held it in the palm of my hand. Soft, sticky, presumably sticky to your hands.

He looked at her golden hair in the light, and she looked at the canvas in front of her, which was not even a half-finished product.

He opened his lips, his breathing and voice steady: "I often make you angry, some reasons may be known, and some may not be able to guess. If you are unhappy, sue me, and I will cooperate to correct it. ”

Zhou Jiyou's heart suddenly stopped trembling, heavy, as if he was about to fall at any time.

She was not good to him, never was good......

The room is empty and quiet, and the continuous sound of rain is like a layer of enchantment, yes, equal to nothing.

She slowly lowered her head: "I'm hungry, if you don't cook anymore, I won't be able to eat until what time it is."

The tone changed significantly, so calm that I couldn't hear the slightest emotion.

Shen Feibai looked at her quietly for a moment, then walked to the kitchen, "You can eat at seven o'clock, you wait a little." ”

You wait a little bit, instead of -- you wait.

She raised her eyes to look at his long back, that young man with a sweet mouth and even a little stupid, the traces of growth and transformation were almost nowhere to be found.

It's strange and yet familiar.

And they are together like this......

It's unexpected, and it's very natural.

A mess of contradictory points, can't be sorted out, too lazy to care, then ...... Let's take one step at a time.

Thinking of this, she got up and cleaned up, then walked to the kitchen, leaning against the door frame.

I didn't come forward to help, I just watched the excitement.

In fact, there is nothing to see, he even cooks and cooks surprisingly quietly, except for some unavoidable natural sounds, the lid in his hand will not hit the countertop, and the iron spoon he uses will not knock on the bottom of the bowl.

He poured oil into the pot, turned on the range hood, looked back at her, and pointed his chin to the washed red pepper on the cutting board: "I'll choke later, you go out and wait." ”

Zhou Jiyou tilted his head slightly, jokingly: "Are you ordering me?" ”

Shen Feibai: "No. ”

And she said, "Then you are begging me?" ”

Shen Feibai: "......"

Seeing him deflated, she felt happy for no reason.

Without waiting for him to speak, she turned neatly and went out.

She thought, she probably can't be good to him, don't press him, itch, suffocate panic.

Three dishes and one soup, he moved quickly, and an hour later, he really ate on time.

Home-style flavor, not the first time to eat it, he used to come uninvited, often made.

I haven't tasted it for a long time, and my cooking skills seem to have grown again.

She doesn't comment, it's rare not to be picky, not to belittle, and only to focus on filling the temple of the five internal organs.

The chandelier above the dining table emits a soft white light, and the room is peaceful.

He saw that her chopsticks fell here and there for a while, and asked, "Why didn't you evaluate it today?" ”

She was stunned and didn't care much: "What is there to evaluate, it's not that I haven't eaten it." ”

He looked at her: "You've said two words before. ”

"......" she felt something was wrong.

His eyelids lifted slightly, and he said casually: "What do you want me to say, I can't say anything good." ”

Shen Feibai was silent, his dark eyes were bright, perhaps it was the refraction of light, and there seemed to be starlight flowing under his eyes.

Zhou Jiyou's heart skipped a beat, his long eyelashes fluttered, he picked up a piece of potato chips sticking together, took back his chopsticks, put them in the bowl and poked them, and said with a little warning: "Don't look at me like that." ”

He kept his eyes off: "Then what should I think of you?" ”

The tone is plain, and the expression is sincere and serious, a bit like humbly asking for advice, really just as he said - sue him, and he cooperates with correction.

But Zhou Jiyou felt that his deliberate, including the previous active evaluation, was in his seemingly unintentional, but in fact deliberate calculations.

Just like that day, he used the bitter meat meter and deliberately ate seafood.

Maybe...... Maybe there were many deliberate moments before, but she didn't notice it in time.

She squinted her eyes slightly and looked at him: "Shen Feibai, are you pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger?" ”

He raised his eyebrows, the corners of his lips pursed upward, as if smiling: "You do look like a tigress sometimes." ”

She was stopped and asked, "Are you admitting this?" ”

"It's not."

She let out a long "oh" and clearly expressed her disbelief.

Shen Feibai elaborated on his point: "This is a false proposition, pigs will only be eaten by tigers, and it is not very stupid to pretend to be pigs." ”

Do you avoid the heavy? Zhou Jiyou grasped the key point: "Do you think you are very smart? ”

He shook his head slightly: "I'm not smart. ”

To be honest, it's a bit confusing. Before she knew it, she had gone off the beaten track. Had to revisit him.

Before he finished speaking, the next sentence continued: "If I were smart, I wouldn't have waited so long today." ”

“……”

Flattened, flattened again. In front of him, once she is at a disadvantage, her mood will be endlessly irritable.

It was annoying, especially when she met him again, which made her look flustered.

"Shen Feibai!" She threatened, "Don't look at me like that again, don't say that kind of thing again!" ”

She was like a fried-haired little animal, full of wariness.

Shen Feibai suppressed the wry smile at the corner of his mouth, and his voice was a little astringent: "I'll do my best." ”

She knew that he had misunderstood, endured for a second, and said, "...... I'm just not used to it. ”

After the relationship changed, he quickly entered the role, and she didn't know whether it was subconscious rejection or natural emotional clumsiness.

It's terrible in comparison.

Waited, waited, didn't wait for him to respond, raised his eyes, and met his sparkling gaze, like a whirlpool, able to suck her in.

"I told you not to look at me like that."

He didn't know what she thought, but from his thinking angle, the two faint red clouds that instantly surfaced on her cheeks could mean that she was not only annoyed, but also a little ...... Ashamed?

He curled his lips: "I'll do my best." ”

Three words, exactly the same words, different tone.

With this sentence, Zhou Jiyou heard a comforting smile and undisguised doting.

The pinna is hot. Really, it's annoying.

***

A meal was eaten in a turbulent manner, with several ups and downs.

Zhou Jiyou was holding back a lot of energy in his heart, just waiting to find an opportunity to win back a game.

After the meal, she watched TV and he washed the dishes.

She glanced out the balcony window, the night was dark, the sound of the rain was weak, she didn't listen carefully, it was not as loud as the water in the kitchen, and it was estimated that it was about to stop.

When he came out, she glanced at him obliquely, and when he approached, she tossed the hand cream she had prepared in the morning, "Here's this." ”

A black shadow was thrown, Shen Feibai raised his arm and grabbed it, and after receiving it and seeing it clearly, he walked over and erected it on the coffee table, "No." ”

Zhou Jiyou raised her feet on the edge of the coffee table, a pair of ankles outside her home clothes were thin and white, she took the toe gap of her right foot and clamped the flat end of the hand cream, her long legs turned around, and turned in front of him, "My territory has to listen to me." ”

Shen Feibai looked at the delicate and delicate five toes under his eyes, white and clean, and the nails were neatly trimmed. The five toes move and move, like five commanding little generals standing side by side.

"Isn't it sour to be sandwiched like this?" He took it off.

Zhou Jiyou's legs were still straight, and when he heard this, he was stunned, watching him lift the lid and squeeze out a hand to wipe his hands, and his leg was slowly withdrawn and put on his other foot.

Shen Feibai sat on the other end of the fabric sofa, the sound of the TV echoed in the living room, CCTV six sets, and movie channels.

The movie being played was a classic Disney animation, and he simply wiped it on his hand a few times and absorbed it, and looked at her quietly and in surprise.

She's not watching TV, she's watching him. Looking at his hands, to be precise.

Noticing his gaze, she didn't dodge, and praised generously: "Did I say that your hands are beautiful." ”

The smile in her eyes flowed, he was stunned, looked down at his hand, the back of his hand for a second, the palm of his hand for another second, and then pointed his palm at her, "There are so many cocoons that are also beautiful?" ”

Not as exaggerated as he said, there are only two cocoons on each hand, one thicker and one slightly thinner.

His hands were indeed beautiful, with slender fingers, well-proportioned joints, thin and shapely. Four more cocoons are nothing at all.

She looks at him with a "what do you know" look, then turns her head to face the TV, where Nemo, the clownfish, is caught by a fishing boat and disappears, and Marin, the father, embarks on a thrilling journey to find his son.

She suddenly froze, watched carefully for a few seconds, and said softly, "My dad also has calluses on his hands." ”

Shen Feibai looked at her silently.

She tugged at the corners of her mouth and turned her head: "Remember, I touched your hand." ”

Remember, remember everything since I met her. They went down the mountain to the town, the mountain road was difficult, he took her hand, she was not honest, and her fingertips touched the calluses in his palm back and forth.

At that time, his name was still Shen Fei, and his grandmother was still alive and well in the world.

He fell into deep memories, and Zhou Jiyou said: "That time, touching your hand reminded me of my father, and I couldn't help but touch it a few more times." ”

He was instantly drawn from the memory. No wonder.

Zhou Jiyou looked at him and said, "Reach over." ”

The request was made suddenly, and he thought about it, but did not do it.

Zhou Jiyou stared at his eyes and urged: "Reach out." ”

He lowered his eyes and looked at the palm of his left hand, and he had long forgotten when it was born, two hard cocoons. Don't ask, don't ask, just stretch your hand over.

Zhou Jiyou approached, grabbed the fingertips of his four fingers, gently rubbed the two cocoons with his right hand, and then slowly shook his ten fingers.

"That's how it feels." The palms are facing each other, and the hard calluses are scratching the skin, "My dad is walking with my hands, and the calluses in the palms are rough like this." ”

She whispered, wistful.

Shen Feibai's heart was sour: "Xiaoyou......"

Zhou Jiyou said "um", looked at it, there was a buzz in his head, and his nerves were trembling: "You didn't try your best at all." ”

"Well, I can't control it." He looked away, avoiding her.

exhaled and inhaled, and the control was very small, as if it was all messed up: "You are still reasonable." ”

Warm water-like silence.

After a while, they called out to her: "Xiaoyou." ”

Zhou Jiyou felt his palms intertwined with his fingertips being pulled apart, and the warm fingertips slid lightly along the lines of her palm.

He sighed lightly: "Your hands are beautiful." ”

Itchy. With a hard thrust, he pulled his hand out.

His eyes were at his side, and she twisted her fingers at the place where he touched them, slowly but without a beak, "I am only allowed to touch you, but you can't touch me." ”

“……”

Many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and she has always been the one, the best-looking girl he has ever seen, and the most passive girl he has ever dealt with. There is a little awkwardness in the domineering, and there is a childishness in the toughness.

Her gaze ranged from her long, natural-colored hair to her fluttering eyelashes, to her amber pupils, and down to her straight, tiny nose and gently pursed pink lips......

It doesn't work to touch, dear, can it work?

Once the desire takes root, it can't be removed.

He is not good at Mandarin, Beijing says it is Beijin, and milk is said to be flowing milk. In 02, China Media was still called Beijing Broadcasting Institute, and the interview in the winter of the second year was getting closer and closer, he got up early every day to practice pronunciation and deliberately corrected it, but he always lacked a little originality, showing stiffness everywhere.

As soon as January arrives, the fire burns the eyebrows. Forced to have no choice, he made an excuse to ask her to help guide.

She was in a bad mood and didn't refuse, so she used it as a spice to pass the time.

But she was bad, so she found him a piece of talk twister and said: When he can read it in a series of voices, he will be out of the school.

She grew up in Beijing, her children's voice is heavy, her Beijing accent is strong, and she makes mistakes word by word, using the standard of Beijing dialect.

She often had fun with him, and she could tease him once she caught an alternative mistake. He knew that she deliberately wanted to make herself laugh, and later became proficient, and occasionally deliberately sold her a mistake, she said: "Shen Feibai, why are you so stupid." ”

It's quite stupid, I want to be close to her, but I can't do it. I want to chase her, and I chase her in my dreams.

She sat in front of him, deliberately disgusted him, he thought she was so good-looking, even if she was angry, she was better than others.

Across a desk, he stood there, leaning forward against the edge of the desk. didn't kiss, at the moment when she was about to get closer, she hid, and the moment she got up, her ear crossed his lips, cool, soft, incredible touch.

There was an immediate reaction that was visible to the naked eye, and it turned red.

He looked at it and thought to himself: red ears are also beautiful.

Immediately afterwards, his face was also red, his mouth was tightly pursed, and he rubbed his ears hard, and the more he rubbed it, the more he rubbed it, the more angry he became, and he scolded angrily: "Stinky hooligan, shameless." ”

His ears have been hot, and he wanted to confess frankly, so he mustered up the courage to confess to her directly, but when he touched her disgusted eyes, he couldn't admit it, and admitting it was a capital crime.

It took a long time to find his voice: "I just wanted to see where the pen fell." He leaned over the table again, stretched his neck, found a pen that had fallen under the table, and pointed it to her, "There it is." ”

He lied for the first time, in order to make up for an irreparable mistake.

For many years, he has been restrained and polite, and now, is it time to make another mistake?

I wanted to ask, so I asked, "I might ...... In addition to not being able to look at you like that, and not being able to say things like that, do you have any other requirements? ”

Zhou Jiyou was irritable, and when he heard his question, he was a little sluggish: "What other requirements?" ”

There was a faint cluster of light hidden in his dark eyes, and he supported one hand on the back of the sofa, inch by inch, and slowly approached her, and when her lips were about to get angry, his voice was slightly lowered with a hint of longing: "For example, can I kiss you?" ”

“……”

Is this the dominant position of him again?

Why!

She lowered her eyes and was silent, and her breathing was imperceptible.

The answer was self-evident, Shen Feibai controlled himself and prepared to retreat.

Zhou Jiyou suddenly raised the tail of his eyes, and slightly hooked the corners of his lips: "Yes." ”