The most beautiful years to meet you [fifteen] next time, don't look at people like this with this kind of eyes
As she was about to get up, the man who had been asleep suddenly opened his eyes, and his slightly dilated gaze was fixed on her face.
The two looked at each other.
Ye Hehuan was surprised that he hadn't fallen asleep, thinking about his words and deeds, his face was so red that he seemed to follow the fire.
I forgot for a moment what to do.
Just like this, in the orange light, leaning on the long chaise longue, staring at the crab with his big eyes.
She even smelled the strong smell of alcohol, mixed with the smell of tobacco, as if it was haunting her mouth and nose.
Yu Zhongxiao lay on the chair, maintaining his original posture, looking at her quietly.
His eyes faded away from the confusion he had just opened, he was a little drunk, there was no smile on his face, no judgment, just like that, looking at her quietly.
The cigarette between his fingers had burned to the butt.
The pale white soot fell, spilling on the woolly carpet.
Ye Hehuan's mind flashed the situation where she raised her middle finger at the army green Wrangler that night, under his calm and deep gaze, her disguise seemed to have nowhere to hide, from then on, she couldn't do what she wanted, she didn't like this feeling of being pinched.
And this person will watch her various performances like a monkey show, and may still despise her and laugh at her in his heart.
She is at an age when she does not admit defeat in everything, and she is unwilling to be controlled by others, thinking about his indifferent demeanor at the door of the funeral home, and the indifferent appearance in the car, the little shame in her heart began to sprout and grow, and gradually turned into a bold and strange feeling.
Her slender fingers pinched the quilt and pulled it up, and she smiled on her lips: "Little uncle, sleep here, beware of catching a cold if you don't cover the quilt." β
Ye Hehuan didn't immediately withdraw his hand.
Cold fingers, as if inadvertently, reached through the gap between the quilt and the long chaise longue, covering the man's solid and warm chest, and said innocent words in his mouth: "It's so cold, little uncle, why don't you turn on the air conditioner?" β
She looked up at him and saw that he was staring deeply at her.
She didn't speak, and she didn't avoid shaking off her hand like she did a few days ago, such a change was different from what she expected.
There was a faint hint of panic in her heart, and she wanted to withdraw her hand immediately, but the real situation was - she didn't do that, and the smile on her lips was even more gorgeous: "Sister-in-law Tang said that you went out to dinner with friends, what kind of friend is it, you drank alcohol and can't drive, did they send you back?" β
Yu Zhongxiao's eyes were not shocked, and he didn't say anything, looking at her intently.
He may be waiting for her to retreat from the difficulty, waiting for her to discover the shame of her behavior, waiting for her to run away in the next second.
This panic turns the body into stubbornness.
She stared at him without fear.
The hand slid up and down along the buttons of the shirt, poking in from the neckline, no longer blocking anything, and the slightly cool palm was against the well-structured and strong chest.
Her eyes locked on his, trying to see the panic that made her smug from there.
"Little uncle, your body is so hot, is it hot?" She looked worried, but her hand rubbed back and forth restlessly.
She tensed as her fingertips swept over the tiny particle, flexing her fingers slightly.
Yu Zhongxiao's far-reaching black eyes looked directly at the unscrupulous girl in front of him.
Her eyes were a little evasive, her long damp hair was scattered to her waist, slightly curly, a little messy, lining her cheeks white and red, her lips were reddish, the corners of her lips were curled, half-truths and sarcastic smiles, her hair and body, faintly scented with shampoo and shower gel......
Dressed in a sportswear with long pants and long sleeves, the high collar even covers the neck, for fear of being taken advantage of.
But she does look beautiful.
In the middle of the night, in this room where there was no third person, Yu Zhongxiao's brain suddenly jumped out of this cognition, directly, without any cover-up.
It is purely the eyes of a man to see a woman.
He blamed it on the chain reaction of drunkenness, and his temples began to swell again, and suddenly he grabbed her messy hand through the quilt.
"Ah~" Ye Hehuan let out a low sigh, his hand was firmly held, and the man's long arm was pulled.
Caught off guard, her whole body fell forward, and her knee hit the chair painfully, directly pressing on Yu Zhongxiao's body.
Ye Hehuan fell to his chest, screamed just now, opened his mouth slightly, his lips happened to be imprinted with his protruding Adam's apple, his teeth also knocked up, a face was buried in his neck, his breath was full of strong masculine breath, and his heartbeat was irrepressibly out of rhythm.
She propped her hands on the chair, where was the boldness she had before, trying to get up, but the big hand on her back pressed her back.
I've never panicked like this......
Yu Zhongxiao looked at her trembling coldly, and after a while, he leaned forward, his thin lips were close to her ear, and his voice was extremely low: "Next time, don't look at people like this like this, remember, I am your uncle." β
After speaking, he let go of his hand and looked out the window at the dark curtain: "Go out." β
Just like the tone of the elders.
Ye Hehuan endured the pain in his knees and stood up, panicked and aggrieved, and suddenly wanted to cry, like a child who had been lectured by an adult.
After she left, Yu Zhongxiao lifted the quilt and sat up.
Long legs fell on the carpet, and he sits
Tang was on the side of the chair, his slender fingers twisting his eyebrows, and after a moment, he took the cigarette case and lighter.
Pale blue flames burst through the holes in the lighters.
He lit a cigarette again, his finger between the cigarette rolls, and the smoke curled around like a silent sigh dissipated between the cracks in the window.
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When he woke up in the morning, Ye Hehuan stood in front of the bathroom mirror, looked at his two 'panda eyes', and said that it was fake not to be annoyed.
What happened last night was out of her control.
She knew who to provoke and who to avoid, but she didn't expect that she would steal chickens and rice.
Yu Zhongxiao didn't eat her set, and maybe he would be annoyed by it and tell her grandfather about her going to the bar word for word.
After washing his face with a heavy heart, Ye Hehuan opened the door of the bathroom and came out, heard footsteps at the staircase, turned his head, and saw that it was Yu Zhongxiao who came up with a water glass, whether it was for him or for last night, he almost subconsciously ran back to his room.
She hid in her room, and after a while, she heard the door close with a 'click' before she opened it / and walked out cautiously.
Han Jingqiu's bedroom door was tightly closed, and she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and Ye Hehuan straightened her back and went downstairs.
Han Lao was reading a newspaper in the living room wearing reading glasses, and when he heard the movement, he looked up, saw her, and smiled kindly: "Get up?" β
"Hmm." Ye Hehuan went to the restaurant to get a steamed bun, threw off his slippers, and sat cross-legged next to Han Lao.
Han Lao took off his glasses and said, "Take advantage of today, go to the nursing home to see your mother." β
"I have other arrangements for today."
Ye Hehuan tore off the corner of the steamed bun and threw it into his small mouth, and said vaguely while chewing: "Aunt Qin said, let me accompany her to the flower and bird market to buy birds." β
"Now, in your heart, a bird is more important than your mother?" Han Laoyan snorted his facial expression.
At the very least, my birds won't bite me......
Ye Hehuan muttered in his heart, but he didn't say this sentence, lowered his eyes slightly, didn't say anything, and ate steamed buns by himself.
"So it was decided."
Han Lao flipped through a page of the newspaper and trembled, not allowing her to refuse, "Wait a while, I'll ask Zhong Xiao to send you over." β
When Ye Hehuan heard Yu Zhongxiao's name, he immediately thought of the incident where he hugged himself to his chest last night, his face was a little hot, and he resisted, and leaned on Han Lao's shoulder: "Let your orderlies give me a trip, my little uncle is so busy, how can I trouble him." β
"I have to go out later, I need to use a car, your little uncle is resting these days, and it is not a special trip to see you off, he also happens to go to the neighborhood to run errands."
Knowing that what his grandfather had decided would not change, Ye Hehuan stopped saying a word, and ate the remaining steamed buns without a bite.
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After a while, Yu Zhongxiao came down from the second floor.
Ye Hehuan noticed that he had changed his clothes, not the home clothes just now, a dark green turtleneck, dark beige slacks, and a black coat in his hand.
With just one glance, she looked at her nose and nose, and sat obediently next to Han Lao.
"I'll go out and start the car first." His voice was even more hoarse than yesterday, and he had a cold that was severe.
Then there was the sound of the door opening and closing.
Ye Hehuan raised his head at this time, glanced at the door out of the corner of his eye, and sure enough, he had already gone out.
Sister-in-law Tang helped her take her coat downstairs.
"Don't mess with your little uncle on the road, you know?" Han Lao explained.
Ye Hehuan put on a bright red short down jacket, tilted her head and let Sister-in-law Tang help her sort out her collar, and said to Han Lao: "Either I and my little uncle will go our separate ways, and it will save him from delaying his work, if you are really worried, I will let Qin Shousheng drive me over." β
"He sent you? Then I'm even more worried. Han Lao snorted: "His driver's license hasn't been heated yet, can he drive in this weather?" β
Anyway, it's just a sentence - she must take Yu Zhongxiao's car to the sanatorium.
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Ye Hehuan rubbed at the entrance for a while, put on short boots, and walked out of the house under the 'drive' of Sister-in-law Tang.
It's still the army green Wrangler.
After starting, it stops in the yard and makes a humming sound of the engine running.
She gritted her teeth, walked over, and instead of choosing the passenger seat, she opened the rear seat door, sat down, and called 'little uncle' with a smile.
Yu Zhongxiao glanced at her in the rearview mirror.
Ye Hehuan is fastening a seat belt on her body, her head is lowered, her curly eyelashes are long and dense, and she casts two beautiful silhouettes on her eyelids, she is wearing a smoky gray velvet hat, her long soft hair is attached to her face, and her plain facial features are very delicate and childish.
Sensing his gaze, she raised her head, slightly confused: "Little uncle, is there something wrong?" β
"Give me that bun bag." Yu Zhongxiao said, retracting his gaze without a trace.
Ye Hehuan sighed, handed him a thick cowhide bag next to him, he took it, and threw it on the passenger seat.
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The sanatorium is located at the junction of cities B and H, and it takes about an hour and a half to get past the compound.
Drive out of the compound from the car
, the two never communicated again.
Because Ye Hehuan had a pimple in her heart, she couldn't please Yu Zhongxiao like she did with other elders, even if he didn't seem to take those things to heart, she took out her mobile phone and played for a while, and the man in front of her suddenly spoke: "You are still young, it is best to stay away from places like bars." β
Ye Hehuan was stunned for a moment, realized that he was talking to himself, and sat down busily, looking at the rearview mirror with a pair of cat eyes: "Don't worry, I won't go in the future." β
Yu Zhongxiao did not speak again.
She rolled her eyes and said tentatively, "Little uncle, will you tell Grandpa SΓΉ about this?" β
"I really already know that I was wrong, I won't have any more contact with those friends, and besides, I'm going back to Vancouver in two days, and I don't want to make my grandfather sad before leaving."
Yu Zhongxiao looked in the rearview mirror, and there, facing a pair of clear cat's eyes, with an expression of knowing that he was wrong.
Wrangler stops at an intersection and waits for a traffic light.
Ye Hehuan saw that he had not spoken, and was a little restless, and when the car restarted, he heard his low voice: "Whether it is in China or Vancouver, you are not allowed to go to this kind of place." β
Ye Hehuan's head nodded like a chicken pecking rice.
At eleven o'clock in the morning, when he arrived at the sanatorium, Yu Zhongxiao put her down and left, saying that he would pick her up at half past four in the evening.
"Remember to have lunch." He told before leaving.
Ye Hehuan stood beside the car, nodded again and again, and finally climbed the window and said, "Little uncle, you too, and if you have a cold, smoke less." β
Yu Zhongxiao couldn't help but glance at her more, then hummed, started the car, and walked away.