Gao Qu had to sit on the sofa, and when he was bored, he realized that this room was not all so monotonous, he noticed a small bookshelf under the table, there were some books stacked in it, and just as he was about to take out one of the books from the bookshelf and take it out to read, he carelessly brought out a half-open gift box, and a piece of cloth-like thing had already revealed a soft corner.

He took it out with his own opinion, only to find that it was a canvas painting, and the painting was a side face of Jia Yi, like her but not like her, and the side face was extremely gentle and weak, as if it was lying on someone's shoulder.

Jia Yi just came out, and when he saw that he was staring at the painting that Mark had given him, he opened his mouth wide and wanted to shout, but in the end he just said lightly: "Hey, help me serve something!" ”

He was watching intently, and when he heard her voice behind him, he looked a little cramped and embarrassed, but he still carefully sorted out the cloth painting in his hand, and followed her into the kitchen to bring out the cooked noodles and chopsticks.

Between eating noodles, Gao Qu didn't speak, but his eyes were already wandering, and he looked at her from time to time, trying in vain to catch an expression he had never seen on that similar face—the extremely gentle side face on the canvas.

Jia Yi swallowed the noodles in his mouth and said without raising his head, "Ask!" ”

"What?" Gao Qu became cramped again.

Jia Yi turned his head sideways to gesture to the painting he had opened just now, and said, "I don't mind, you ask!" ”

"Sent by Mark?" He asked cautiously.

"yes, how do you know?"

There were no superfluous markings on the painting except for a profile of her, and he guessed at once that it was Mark's, which surprised her.

Gao Qu didn't respond to her directly, but only said: "It's very good-looking, why don't you put it away?" "The gift box is almost casually thrown under the table.

"Because...... I don't think it's pretty. ”

"Do you mean the painting itself or the people in it?" He quipped deliberately.

"Is there a difference? The lack of understanding of the person in the painting is a failure of the creator, and it has nothing to do with skill! She was aggressive, as if he were the painter.

"Well, it's really not very like you, but it's his mind after all, I thought you'd care." He had seen her obsessed with Mark, but he never imagined that the gift given by Mark himself would be so casually placed in the corner with such resentment.

"He's left N City for Spain, he's not here anymore."

"When?"

Jia Yi put down her chopsticks, her appetite dropped sharply from the mention of Mark's name just now, and now she simply stopped eating.

"Just left the other day." Her voice was extremely quiet, but she still couldn't hide her trembling, and her sorrow was amplified.

"You must be sad, right?" He tentatively asked.

"I'm so sad, I'm so sad!" Jia Yi smiled bitterly, "We are not together after all, not a day, not even a day......

When she said the last sentence, her voice was a little hoarse, and the hoarseness sounded like crying to him. He didn't dare and didn't want to ask any more, even though he was so desperate to know Yiqiē.

Why isn't it together?

Does she still like Mark?

Is she okay?

But these questions were no longer so important when he looked at her, after all, he could feel her so clearly at the moment—it turned out that the pain in her heart would also be transferred to himself, more deeply than the pain in hers, so that he felt extremely uncomfortable at the moment but there was no reason to find it.

Jia Yi didn't want to be so silent, she sighed, and then said: "After he left, I was in a bad mood these days, I was not happy to see anyone, and after arguing with this and that, today is a day to regain strength, I just saw you, you don't know how afraid I am afraid that I will quarrel with you today, it's okay......"

She looked at her injured palm again, but fortunately, the pain in her palm made her forget the pain in her heart for a while.

Gao Qu had long lost his appetite, he also put down his chopsticks, looked at her affectionately, and said softly: "It's good to have my ......"

At that moment, she happened to meet his slightly misty eyes, and this look alone already made her feel that there was such a force transmitted from the injured palm to the ears and then to the whole body, her ears were red, and her body trembled uncontrollably; It was like a piece of slowly melting honey in her mouth, sweet but thick, and she felt sick to her stomach, esophagus, and mouth because of the indissolable thickness, and her head lowered and lowered.

And he suddenly fell to the sofa, and said with a smile in his mouth: "Hahahaha, fortunately, I made you injured in time, and forgot to ask for other things hahaha." ”

He was right, but fortunately, because of the injury to his hand, the pain was iterating, and the sadness suddenly came to mind.

But she still couldn't suppress the anger in her heart, she couldn't see through Gao Qu's trick!

In fact, after making jokes, he didn't really want to be proud of this little cleverness, because what he said when he looked at her was much more fluent and natural than the jokes he said now......

That kind of fluency has nothing to do with words and grammar, but obeys the heart, and only what you think and what you want to say will be smooth and natural.

But he still laughed so wantonly, he was not happy at all, he felt that his cheeks hurt to pretend to laugh, so he took the opportunity to offer to wash the dishes, and she naturally stood up to stop him.

"Okay, if you want to be strong, it depends on the time, I also want to be strong, I just finished eating your things, I can't just leave like this, let me pay it back." He said.

"Don't use the word 'repay' in front of me, because you are my creditor. ”

The two laughed again, and when Jia Yi saw that he couldn't help it, he agreed to let him go into the kitchen to clean up.

Gao Qu took off his coat in front of her, unbuttoned the sleeves of his shirt, rolled up his sleeves directly, and went into the kitchen with a bunch of dishes and chopsticks.

Jia Yi followed behind, skeptical: "Will you wash?" ”

"Of course, at least at home." He replied confidently.

She leaned uncomfortably against the kitchen door, watching him expertly put the dishes and chopsticks into the sink, put the water, find the dish soap, and start to brush the dishes with his hands, all with ease, which forced her to re-examine the real estate executive standing in front of her who wore a suit all day.

Her gaze was wandering over him, but as soon as he turned his head it quickly avoided like a deer, and he suddenly walked up to her with a smile, stretched out his hands, and said, "Help me put my sleeve up." ”

The flush on her face had not yet faded, and his sudden approach made her look a little embarrassed, as if there were several voices buzzing in her head.

"What?" She asked.

He winked at his sleeve and then at her.

Ka had no choice but to obediently roll up his shirt with her right hand and up her upper arm, knowing that he was staring at her, and that her own hand would touch the skin of his arm no matter what, not to mention the body temperature that she could always feel.

Heat is transferable, and it takes courage to make contact—and her hands trembled slightly.

The breath in his nose rushed directly to the top of her forehead, for a while, not only made her scalp tingle, but also made her taste the stickiness in her mouth again, she had to push up hard so that the cuffs of her shirt reached directly to her elbows, the movement was not small, and it hurt him directly, but she didn't care, turned around and immediately slipped back to the sofa.

He now knew what Joel's intimate phobia was about that night - but what had been curiosity quickly turned into worry and distress.

He didn't say anything, he knew that he couldn't ask her anything now, let alone tell her all the things he heard Qiao Le scold her that night.

I had to turn around and go in and continue to wash the dishes, and when he finally came out of the kitchen, she seemed to be already adjusting her feelings, and was tilting her head to look at him.

"That'...... It's time for me to go back. He put his sleeves down again.

"Well, it's not too early!"

Gao Qu put on a suit, looked at her mouth moving, as if she was chewing something, and asked, "Chewing gum at night?" ”

Jia Yi stirred the sugar cube with her tongue, nodded her head and said, "Yes! She needed this mint coolness to help her suppress the endless stickiness.

Gao Qu smiled evilly and asked, "So what are you going to do?" ”

Jia Yi knew that he was starting to make fun of himself again, and this time she was determined to fight back against him like before, so she stood up and took the initiative to approach him, chewing gum when she half-exposed the tip of her tongue, like a pearl spitting out cunningly from a clam shell, she stood on tiptoe slightly, ready to meet it, and sent her voice in a charming voice: "Ready--send you out hahaha." ”

The turn was very sudden, she slipped away from under Gao Qu's nose almost laughing maniacally, ran to the door and opened the door, she looked at him who was still standing in place in a daze, and couldn't help but laugh triumphantly again.

Gao Qu was indeed in a trance at that moment just now, he was almost about to lower his head and stick his head to those red lips, almost seeing his own shadow in her big black eyes, but he still stopped the car in time in the turn after the drag.

But he was fooled after all, he picked up his coat, hurriedly walked to the door, wanted to say something again, and finally said: "Liang Jiayi, sometimes I really don't understand you, you are not ......"

He didn't say any more, his raised right hand dangled in the air a few times, but he didn't catch anything, and then fell to the side of his thigh.

Jia Yi was still immersed in the excitement of a successful counterattack, and she laughed at Gao Qu, ignoring the chewing gum that loomed in her mouth.

"It's good! You're finally a little happier, and this smile is a little more real and cute than the one you saw this morning, and I hope you can keep it that way! ”

After Gao Qu said this, she finally stopped laughing.

She quickly rolled the gum into her mouth with her tongue, looking at him with some hesitation, but she didn't think of what to say.

――I felt like I had lost.

No, there was a feeling that I couldn't win against him in the future.

This time it was her turn to stand in the doorway in a daze.

Gao Qu had already gone downstairs, and just after going down a few steps, he immediately turned around and smiled at her, "Last time I talked about drinking, why don't you come to my house." ”

"Ah...... Good. Jia Yi nodded in a trance, squeezing out a smile to say goodbye to him.

She didn't close the door until the sound of his boots disappeared into the hallway, and as soon as she sat down, she heard the sound of the car downstairs starting, and an inexplicable force drove her to the window, and watched his car leave downstairs, and soon disappeared into the street.

She just lay down by the window, and the night air was cold and heavy, and after a shiver, she had to close the window and sit back on the sofa.

There is a kind of loneliness, but it has nothing to do with Mark.

She had thought that she could only feel intimacy in Gao Qu, because they were hostile and antagonistic from the beginning.

But since Xiao Yin and Qiao Le gradually faded out of their conversation, he finally became the third man after Qiao Le and Mark to make her react deeply.

Her fear of this feeling was stronger than ever, because the crescendo from nothing was so clear that it caught her off guard.