I don't want to spoil it, even if I'm disappointed that I feel satisfied in this way.

Satsuki hugged me tighter, her breath was cold in her ears, and with the breath of the air conditioner, the temperature of her body seemed to be a few degrees lower.

Just listen to her muffled voice, "I probably really won't!" ”

As soon as the words fell, I gently pushed her away, laughing and quipping, "Okay, don't Qiong Yao, let's go down and see if your brother's meal is ready, I'm dying of hunger." ”

Satsuki didn't seem to recover from the sad mood just now, and followed me with a stinky expression.

Since then, I have always called Jiang Zeyi "your brother" and "your brother" in front of Xiaoyue.

I hope she remembers the relationship.

Then I was shocked again that Jiang Zeyi was about to go to heaven, judging from the appearance of the four dishes and one soup on the table. He will be down-and-out in the future, if he doesn't go to open a restaurant as a chef, he will simply bury talents.

Especially in the small talk, he said modestly: "It's okay, I just learned it, and I feel that cooking is more difficult than I imagined." ”

I didn't say a word, I swallowed it alive in my stomach. Is this called just learned? Is this harder than you think? If you have the ability to put more salt in and say this kind of thing, it's just hard to get along with someone like me who has done enough homework.

But after all, seeing the table full of my favorite dishes, I really didn't dare to put down my chopsticks.

Jiang Ze also stretched out his chopsticks and put a piece of sweet and sour pork into my bowl, and immediately the white rice was dyed with bright colors.

I looked up at him with some surprise, and his shy smile was neatly placed in front of me, "Isn't it to taste?" I heard Xiaoyue say that you love sweet and sour pork, try it. ”

I put my head in the sweet and sour meat in my mouth, and before I could chew it, I couldn't wait to give it a thumbs up.

Xiao Yue smiled, undisguised her admiration for Jiang Zeyi, "Brother Zeyi is so good!" ”

I almost vomited out a mouthful of blood, do you want to play in front of me so blatantly?

It seems that it is really the right place.

In the past few days, I have been walking on thin ice in front of Wu Ya and Qian Mao, for fear of being perceived, like the sun shining into the skin, which is so depressing that people want to go crazy.

Finally, on the weekend, Satsuki was called to the library by her classmates.

After lunch, I turned off my phone and lay on the bed to catch up on sleep, and it was rare that Xiaoyue and Jiang Ze also gave me time to rest.

The insomnia got worse after moving here, at first I thought it would be good to stay a few more days and didn't want it to happen.

The sunlight that was sturdy and blocked out of the window shone through the cracks, and it didn't kill at all, but I knew it must be hot at this time.

The view in the courtyard has always been ignored by me. I remember that on the first day I came, I seemed to smell the fragrance of flowers, which of course could be an illusion.

Sometimes the brain is too messy, and it is easy to hallucinate in one way or another.

It's like when I'm drowsy now, I hear the sound of the piano flickering on and off. How is this possible, according to my sensitivity to the piano, it is impossible not to find that Jiang Zeyi has a piano at home.

So the answer is obvious, it's definitely me hallucinating. Maybe it has something to do with the piano music I just listened to for half an hour, or maybe I'm dreaming now, as the saying goes, I think about it every day and dream about it at night. Dreams that can't be bought can't be taken out in front of people to be ridiculed, and people can only hide desperately.

But something is wrong, there is also a degree of auditory hallucinations. How did this voice seem to be calling me on purpose?

So I decided to get up and take a look, especially the moment when I could tell that the sound was coming from the living room, and holding on to the thought that my brain was broken, I stood on tiptoe and fumbled to open the door, not daring to make a sound.

Nervously approaching the guardrail, I looked down from the second floor.

When I met Jiang Zeyi's eyes without any difference, I subconsciously shrank my neck, and my steps almost retreated. Because he sits at the piano with that affectionate and lonely gaze like a male protagonist waiting for the heroine in a love movie, his fingers still resting on the black and white keys.

Where did I get the courage to respond?

Pulling back my thoughts, I walked downstairs with steps.

There was no melancholy piano sound in his ears, and he smiled lightly, "Did you make a noise?" ”

I nodded heavily and replied unhappily: "It really disturbed me!" ”

Jiang Ze didn't expect me to answer like this, so he frowned, and his look of loss was unobstructed.

I pretended to be relaxed and sat next to him, looking at what I thought about day and night, and my mood at the moment would be disgusted.

To be precise, it should be jealousy, jealous that he can have something he can have with a casual wave of his hand, which I can't even think of.

In the face of such a big gap, I was suddenly very grateful to my aunt for hooking up Jiang Zeyi's father's big money.

Although their relationship is unstable, at least Satsuki doesn't have to worry about money for now.

In this way, the thoughts in the bottom of my heart became more and more firm. Whether it's shameless or relying on others, I must not let this relationship have the possibility of being destroyed.

Jiang Zeyi's fingers flew on the keys,

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