After chatting all the way, Fan Chengze never asked Su Xiaoyan where to park, and Su Xiaoyan seemed to have forgotten about going back. It's to his doorstep. When he got out of the car, Su Xiaoyan hesitated for a while, and when he came down, he met Fan Chengze's clear and quiet eyes. They looked at each other silently.

Fan Chengze thought that if there was a literary romance film at this time, there would definitely be a rain, and then he could get drenched, and said affectionately, "It's raining so hard, stay." Thinking of this, he suddenly smiled. All he could say was, "Come on, I'm sweating and I'm going to take a shower." ”

"Wait for me to take a shower, let's go out for dinner again."

"Oh."

Su Xiaoyan looked at Fan Chengze's relieved appearance, and his heart was slightly rippling. Seeing Fan Chengze enter the bathroom, she came to the kitchen and took a turn. There was a bit of stock in the fridge, enough to make a dinner for two. When she took the tomato out, she was stunned and put it back again.

When Fan Chengze came out after washing, he changed into a light blue shirt and gray trousers, which looked very tall and bright. saw Su Xiaoyan sitting on the sofa, flipping through a novel. This copy of "The Kite Flyer" had just been bought, and he hadn't had time to read it yet.

"I think I stink too. It's sticky and uncomfortable. ”

"If you don't mind, I'll give you my grandmother's clothes."

"It's the T-shirt I was given last time. As long as you don't mind me dressing so ugly, walk with you handsome guy. Su Xiaoyan's bright smile made Fan Chengze's eyes a lot deeper.

Fan Chengze picked up the page that Su Xiaoyan had just flipped through and had not yet closed.

"But people are like this, they will always live in a certain time limit, and the world there may not even be able to understand themselves after a few years, but this is something we can't break through. For you, thousands of times, all over the body bruises will still be without hesitation, maybe this is life, life is not just about doing worthwhile things! ”

Fan Chengze felt very confused.

After a while, he heard the sound of a hair dryer and walked over unconsciously.

Su Xiaoyan wore his black T, and the hem was knotted. It's still the same pants, and the baggy T-shirt looks very slender legs. She stood there, blowing her hair and squinting at him.

He took the hair dryer from her hand, stood behind her, gently and softly ruffled his hair, and blew it. She looked at him in the glasses, and there was no expression on his face, just that the hair in his hands was the most important thing. At this moment, they were all speechless.

Blow dry. Fan Chengze went to get a comb. Su Xiaoyan held it down, and she said, "I'll come by myself." The touch of skin made Fan Chengze take a breath. He looked at Su Xiaoyan in the mirror, slowly encircled her in his arms, slowly lowered his head, and kissed her neck.

Feeling that the person in his arms was stunned, Fan Chengze stopped, but did not look up. Deeply immersed in the fragrance of his hair, the soft and warm body in his arms made his heart beat faster, nervous, slightly uneasy, and silent anticipation.

Su Xiaoyan lost the ability to think in an instant, she was a thoughtful person. Everywhere she went, she thought, should it be like this, should it be like that? Isn't that right, is that good? She had planned everything before she set out to act. So, a lot of fun is lost. In fact, life is so long, do you need to think so much? Need so many reasons?

She tried to push away quietly, but it seemed as if she was frozen. Fan Chengze gently brushed back more hair, revealing his fair neck and ears. The place where his lips touched seemed to be burned, and Su Xiaoyan turned around and wanted to retreat, but was blocked by the sink.

"Hey." Su Xiaoyan felt that the voice he shouted was unstable.

"Huh?" Fan Chengze's eyes were misty, with a bit of inquiry.

Su Xiaoyan waved his hand, not knowing what to say, turned back again, looked at the mirror, took the comb and pretended to be surprised.

Fan Chengze looked at Su Xiaoyan, who was slightly red-faced in the mirror, and said, "You're not afraid that I'm a pervert." Live in my house so lightly? I'm not afraid once, I dare to come the second time, I'm not afraid that I will rape first and then kill, destroy the corpse and destroy the traces. ”

Su Xiaoyan was obviously taken aback, panicked for a moment, and then looked at Fan Chengze's eyes seriously as to how much truth there was. "If that's the case, I'll consider myself unlucky." She smiled, her teeth bared, and the dimples on her face were very obvious.

Fan Chengze lowered his head and kissed the indifferent smile all of a sudden. Slightly cool, soft, passive. There is also the struggle to come back to my senses.

Fan Chengze stopped and said, "I'm not a pervert, my name is ......"

Su Xiaoyan suddenly kissed him and stopped saying this. When he wanted to retreat, Fan Chengze didn't let go, he shackled her, caught the kiss steadily, and lingered deeply all the way. Su Xiaoyan forgot to think, and the touch brought by the kiss occupied the whole thinking. Strength, concentration, and the changes it brings to the body, the desire that swells in the numbness.

Stop, this is actually a stranger.

Su Xiaoyan came back to his senses, pushed him away, and said very strictly: "I don't want to know what your name is, and I don't want you to know my name." I don't want to know your qiē, and I don't want you to explore me. We're like that, like friends, and like strangers. Let's talk. No, we said goodbye in a friendly way. ”

Fan Chengze was stunned for a moment, and then three words came out: "One-night stand? Su Xiaoyan was obviously very embarrassed, she blushed and waved again, "Whatever you think." I have to go. ”

Before Fan Chengze could react, Su Xiaoyan walked out of the bathroom and walked towards the door. After a few steps, she turned back and took the white shirt she had changed. Fan Chengze hurriedly grabbed her and hugged her. Neither of them spoke, only listening to each other's heartbeats. There is no reason for the attraction between people, they all feel the desire, but they can't find a shortcut to the other side, stalemate, waiting for the other party to disarm and surrender.

In the end, Su Xiaoyan didn't leave, and they didn't go out to eat. When Fan Chengze was about to make a takeout call, she took out eggs and tomatoes and made a bowl of fragrant noodles. They sat across from each other, chatting occasionally, but not much, but showing a bit of ordinary people's meaning. The warm yellow light on the dining lamp is like the warmth exuded by Su Xiaoyan, making this early autumn night look extraordinarily soft.

"I'm back." When did Su Xiaoyan go into the bathroom and change back into his shirt. This sensitive, awkward woman, who didn't know where she came from, made a bowl of noodles for herself and left again. Fan Chengze originally wanted to keep it, but he felt redundant. Between them, they are still watching on the other side.