71. Zuo Shengyan (4)
Qingruo coaxed the little bun, the cousin saw that Zuo Shengyan was really unpleasant, hugged his son and said hello to Qingruo and left, passing by Zuo Shengyan snorted coldly.
Qingruo moved the coffee cup in front of her cousin a little, "What do you want to drink?" He turned his head to greet the waiter.
Zuo Shengyan raised his hand to block her movements, there was still the coldness just now between his eyebrows, and he spoke dryly, "The wedding is going to be in August." โ
Qingruo looked at him with a full gaze, Zuo Shengyan subconsciously wanted to turn his head to avoid it, but fixed his gaze, because he was ashamed, his expression tightened even more, obviously he wanted to ask her opinion, but it was more like an order to his subordinates, "What do you ask for advice?" โ
Qingruo chuckled and shook her head, lifted the water glass on the table and took a sip of water, leaning back in the chair, her movements were elegant but stretched, Zuo Shengyan looked at her taut back and relaxed a little, Qingruo raised her hand and patted the hand he put on her lap, even the back of her hand was tense, "You decide." โ
"Hmm." Zuo Shengyan closed his eyes, "There is still something to do in the military department, I will send you back." โ
"Okay." Qingruo stood up and took the bag next to the chair, he waited on the side, waiting for her to straighten out her skirt and then stretch out her arm to let her carry the two of them out.
When he arrived at the cashier, Zuo Shengyan hadn't moved, and the waiter at the door had already bent down respectfully, "That lady has already paid just now." โ
Zuo Shengyan pursed his lips and didn't speak, Cousin Qingruo's opinion of him in the past two years is not ordinary, and it is normal to have such an obvious act of not wanting to give him face.
Qingruo grabbed his wrist and pinched it gently, looking sideways and looking at his eyebrows, his eyebrows were soft and docile.
Zuo Shengyan shook his head to signal that it was okay, and took her out.
July is Zuo You's primary school graduation season, and Zuo You has been looking forward to it for a long time, and the calendar book in the room tears off a page almost reverently every morning, showing that graduation is one day closer.
However, schools were forced to close in June.
The war was severe, the school was unable to guarantee the safety of the students, not even a relatively safe environment, and the children in the primary school did not have any ability to protect themselves, so they could only suspend classes for the time being.
Qingruo was taken to Zuo's house by Zuo Shengyan.
Cheng Jin went to pick her up, and the car entered the school for the first time and stopped directly at the entrance of the dormitory.
Cheng Jin was dressed in a military uniform, his hair was loose in the June wind, and his face was a little tired, but he still cheered up.
Get out of the car, close the door keyโกโก lock it, and a series of actions flow smoothly without a pause.
"Teacher Xu, I'll help you get something."
"Okay." Qingruo nodded, and took him inside, although the classroom accommodation area is not very big, but because the residents are all teachers, it is clean enough, and there are some flower pots in the corners with all kinds of plants, compared to the messy city outside, it looks really comfortable.
Cheng Jin is still in a hurry, and every step is very solid.
Qingruo took two boxes, and the rest of the rest of the things were packed in a large wooden box, covered with plastic sheeting, and placed under the bed.
She had put away all the things in the house, there was very little furniture, it had been covered with plastic sheeting, and the two boxes to take away were not too big, and they were placed on the ground on one side, lining the already empty room with a somewhat sad desolation.
Cheng Jin checked in the room, sealed all the places that could be sealed, and moved the table directly to the bed, Qingruo stood aside and watched quietly.
In the past two years, she has rarely worn cheongsams with flowers, all of them are dark or elegant, standing at the door with white handmade shoes, her right arm on her left arm, watching his movements silently.
Cheng Jin looked at it all the way, a little unbearable, looked at the big box that had been sealed under the bed, and asked her with a smile, "Is there anything else you want to bring?" Come back another day to get trouble. โ
Qingruo chuckled and shook her head, she bent down and carried a box at her feet and walked out, her voice filling the air with layers of faint dew, "Don't bring it, I'll come back when I have a chance in the future." โ
"Hmm." Cheng Jin sighed lowly, walked to the door, lifted the box and went out of the door, locked it, and added another lock he brought from the military headquarters.
'Click'. The crisp sound of the lock heart dropping, Qingruo stood not far from the corridor and looked sideways, the corridor behind her was a little dark, just through the part of her figure, and the hair tied at the back of her head revealed some fine fluff on the side in the light, no longer a docile fit.
Cheng Jin sent Qingruo all the way to Zuo's house, "Xiaoyou was taken to the military headquarters for training by the general, and he will come back later." โ
Cheng Jin took her up to the second floor, the door of the room was open, there were all kinds of things inside, the sheets and quilt covers looked all new, they were all light and elegant styles, which was the style she liked.
Cheng Jin put the box at the door and didn't enter the room, and pointed deeper into the corridor, "Next door is Xiaoyou's room, and the general's room is on the third floor." โ
"Okay, thank you."
Cheng Jin glanced at it again, "Then I'll go back to the military headquarters first, and let the maid cook whatever you want to eat for dinner." โ
"Okay."
Qingruo stood at the door and watched him leave, Cheng Jin's footsteps were obviously in a hurry, the stairs were stepped on loudly, and the whole room was a clattering echo.
It's almost dinner time, and it seems that the military department is very busy.
At the door was the sound of a car starting, fading away.
Qingruo carried the box into the room, all the cabinets were empty, there was only a new set of sheets and quilts in the wardrobe, Qingruo sorted out her belongings and put them in the closet.
It was eaten alone at night, the maid was very good, and the house was cleaned.
There were Zuo You's clothes drying in the yard, Qingruo took them back after eating dinner and walking outside, folded Zuo You's clothes in the living room, and just put them on the sofa and didn't carry them to Zuo You's room.
Zuo You had dinner at the military headquarters, and trained for another three hours before being sent home, only the light in the entrance was on, Zuo Shengyan had not come back yet, and there was a pair of shoes that he was familiar with and unfamiliar at the door.
Zuo You's originally cold little face burst into a bright light, his eyes were shining, he couldn't wait to change his slippers, and his anxious footsteps were particularly clear in the quiet night.
Zuo You stood at the handrail of the stairs and took two deep breaths, relieved his feelings, and then began to walk up.
Next to his room was a practice room before, and then it was cleaned up by Zuo Shengyan and made another room.
Now the door to the room is closed.
Zuo You stood at the door of the room, raised his hand to knock on the door and stopped in mid-air, sleeping, right?
He stood at the door and struggled, and Qingruo's voice had already sounded inside, "Xiaoyou?" โ
Zuo You smiled brightly, "Well, it's me~"
There was the sound of a light switch in the room, and Qingruo opened the door.
She must have slept, her hair draped to the side, a cotton nightgown on her body, a navy blue shawl, and a smile like a warm light, "Back?" โ
Zuo You liked the word "back" and nodded heavily.
Qingruo leaned sideways and gave him a place to come in.
"Are you asleep?"
"Not yet~" Qingruo yawned lightly, putting her hand to her lips, "Lying down, not asleep." โ
Zuo You held his little hands behind his back, held his head high and walked around her room, proudly looking up at his little face, "If you almost tell me, I'll find it for you immediately." โ
Qingruo smiled and reached out and touched his head, "Went to training?" Tired or not. โ
Zuo You pouted, opened his sleeve and showed her, all kinds of marks on it were either touched or broken, "Look~ It hurts to death." The more he spoke, the softer he became, rubbing over to her side and pulling the corner of her shawl and pulling coquettishly.
Qingruo frowned and looked at it for a while, then took his hand and walked outside, "Let's go rub some medicine." โ
Zuo You followed behind her, the corners of his mouth were stolen kittens, and his words were soft and well-behaved, "Okay~"
Qingruo pulled Zuo You down to the living room and turned on the light, "Where's the medicine?" โ
"Over there." Zuo You stretched out his finger and pointed, one hand was held by her, and he didn't want to go over and take it himself.
His clothes were still on the sofa, and Qingruo took the ointment and sat down with him on the other side.
He sat with her rubbing the medicine for him, Qingruo rubbed less, and gently blew on him while wiping.
Qingruo sat next to her, Zuo You turned his head to look at the hair that was scattered in front of her, stretched out a finger and flicked it, as soft as he imagined, and asked her in a soft voice, "Will I have a little brother or little sister in the future?" You were born to your father. โ
Before Qingruo could speak, Zuo You had already opened his mouth and swore a promise, "I will be a good brother, I will protect him, take him to play, and give him all the good things." โ
Qingruo smiled, didn't look up, and continued to rub the medicine on him.
The door opened at this time, and Zuo Shengyan entered the door in a military uniform. While changing shoes, he closed the door.
Zuo You stretched out his head to greet him, "Father." โ
Qingruo turned her head, her eyebrows gentle, "I'm back." โ
"Hmm." Zuo Shengyan changed his shoes, his eyes fell on one big and one small, walked all the way, glanced at Zuo You's clothes on the sofa, took it to another sofa and put it, and sat down next to Qingruo.
Seeing that she was rubbing the medicine for Zuo You, she frowned, "Let him wipe it himself." โ
Zuo You was about to withdraw his hand immediately.
Qingruo pulled his wrist, didn't let him pull his hand out, continued to rub his head down and rubbed the medicine on him, his voice was soft, "Have you had dinner?" โ
As soon as Qingruo asked, Zuo You's stomach gurgled and screamed, and the little boy immediately blushed and put his cheek on Qingruo's arm.
Zuo Shengyan glanced at her, "Can you cook a bowl of noodles for our grandfather after wiping the medicine?" โ
Zuo You raised his head, and his bright eyes glared at Zuo Shengyan bravely, "Teacher Xu, are you hungry?" โ
Qingruo pinched his little face, although he didn't have the baby fat when he was a child, but it was full of elasticity. "Not hungry."
"Okay, then you can cook noodles for me and my father."
"Of course."
If Qingruo finished wiping the medicine on him, Zuo You volunteered to pack up the ointment and so on, and he would finish it later.
Qingruo went to the kitchen to wash his hands and prepare to cook noodles.
One person ordered a bowl of egg noodles, and both of them ate cleanly.
Qingruo packed up the dishes and went to wash, Zuo You was called up to sleep by Zuo Shengyan.
Qingruo was washing and playing, and Zuo Shengyan stood at the kitchen door and watched.
His aura is too strong, even if he doesn't speak, he goes to that station coldly, and he can't be ignored.
Qingruo washed the dishes and turned to look at him, "What's wrong?" โ
Zuo Shengyan shook his head and didn't speak, and Qingruo didn't care about him anymore.
She washed the dishes and put them back in the cupboard, and when she washed her hands, Zuo Shengyan took two big strides and stood behind her.
Qingruo washed his hands and turned around, and his hands, which were still all water, were pulled by him.
His large, dry and warm hands were suddenly filled with the scent of her palms.
"Qingruo." He looked down at her, his gaze reflecting off the kitchen lamp, hidden in the darkness as the hunter ready to move.
"Huh?" Qingruo raised his head slightly, smiling, and a tone of voice bited out, and the words were soft with a tail note that tickled the pinna.
Zuo Shengyan looked at her steadily, the focus of his eyes was her pink lips, and he spoke slowly, "Wedding, there may be no more." โ
"It's okay."
He found it difficult to say the words, but she accepted them naturally and easily.
Zuo Shengyan couldn't help but laugh, pulled the corners of his mouth, and didn't know if it was mockery or really funny, "I'm sorry, but I don't want to say I'm sorry, and I don't want to let you go." โ
He looked away, his gaze down on the hair in front of her, yes, he would have times when he was too weak to face it.
There was a gentle stroke in his hair, and Qingruo's chuckling voice echoed in his ears, "It's okay, I didn't plan to be let go by you." โ
Zuo Shengyan raised his head, took her hand and twisted her chin instead, hugged her waist with the other hand, and directly picked up the person in the air and pressed it to her chest, and her small exclamation was swallowed up by his devouring lips.
Zuo Shengyan hugged her and walked upstairs, his lips were attacking the city without hesitation.
The hand she had just stroked his hair had already grabbed his hair because of nervousness, and the dew on her arm that had just dried had just slipped down his forehead along the contour line. The other hand gripped his cold military uniform tightly behind him.
Zuo Shengyan carried her from the corner of the second floor directly to the steps of the third floor.
The words that were suppressed and spat out by her lips were like a vampire who had been abstinent for a long time and suddenly tasted blood at night, cold madness, "You can only be mine, in this life, even if you die." โ
**
I'm so sorry
But no sorry.
Life or death, you are mine.
- [Black Box]