From Monday to Friday, except for the daytime, except for the time when he went home from work and chatted with Su Ming, Qin Chuyao basically stayed at home to chat with Yang Zixuan, relieve boredom, expose each other's shortcomings, and dismantle each other's broadcasts.

The pain is irreplaceable, comfort is meaningless, and the only thing she can do at the moment is companionship.

In the past five days, Qin Lao would call her every day, firstly out of concern, and secondly, to know when she could go home.

She was gone for many years, and finally returned to China and did not live at home, but finally moved home, only to live back at a friend's house within two days.

Qin Chuyao can also understand the old man's thoughts.

"Okay, you go back, I'm not a three-year-old baby." As soon as Qin Chuyao hung up the phone, Yang Zixuan opened her mouth to speak.

Qin Chuyao put down his phone and raised his eyes to look at the woman opposite.

"Don't look at me like this, won't you lose a love, and it's not that you haven't lost it." Yang Zixuan didn't care, and seemed very unintentional.

Qin Chuyao was silent for a while, blinked his eyes, and sighed lightly, "I'm speechless." ”

"You're speechless." Yang Zixuan looked at her very seriously, and her words were no longer casual, she said: "Yao Yao, go back, I promise to live well, love yourself well, what you are worried about will never happen, you must know that I have a heart so strong that even God can't help but be jealous." ”

The first one sounds good, but the latter sentence feels good

Can you not boast about yourself like that?

Qin Chuyao couldn't help but hold his forehead, "Since you said so, then if I don't leave, it will look dead." ”

"That's what happened." Yang Zixuan nodded matterfully and replied.

"Okay then, I'm going to have a face too." Qin Chuyao got up and didn't even need to enter the room, because she had just come back, and the bag was still lying on the sofa, bending down to pick up the bag, and looking at Yang Zixuan, who was still sitting like a mountain on the opposite side, "Narcissist without conscience, I'm leaving, you are welcome to call me if you have anything to do." ”

"Well, do you want me to take you into the elevator?" Yang Zixuan got up and looked at her with a smile on her face, and that smile looked like a joke no matter how you looked at it.

"Girl, I know the road, so I won't bother your old man." Qin Chuyao walked to the gate as he spoke, raised his hand when he went out, and waved his back twice, signaling goodbye.

Step out of the elevator and look up at the gray sky, not yet completely plunged into darkness, this point

It's still early, so you can go out for a walk, but

Qin Chuyao looked back at the elevator that had just closed, and shook his head, forget it, she still doesn't bother her.

Take a deep breath, walk to the car that has just been sent back by the driver, open the door, enter, lock it, flip out the phone, hesitate for a while, and enter the string of familiar numbers.

"One, two, three" counted to ten in his heart, and the phone was connected.

"Ahh The voice was clear and pure, without a trace of impurities, just like her feelings for him.

"Hmm." Su Mingyan replied in a low voice.

"Are you home?" Qin Chuyao asked.

"Just arrived." Su Ming cherishes words like gold.

"Oh"

"What's wrong?" Su Mingyan finally asked.

"Well, can I go over to you?" Qin Chuyao, who originally wanted to go out for a walk, only hesitated for two seconds before changing his original intention very unprincipledly.

She wanted to go to his house more than to wander around.

"Now?"

"Hmm." Qin Chuyao bit his lower lip, expectant and nervous. The expectation is that I can go to his house, and the nervousness is that he will not agree.

She doesn't know what other people's state is when they are in love, she only knows how she feels, and every day she has the greatest expectations, does her best, and then prepares for the worst.

The best and the worst are all a matter of thought.

Su Mingyan was silent and did not respond immediately, and after a while, he asked, "Do you need me to come and pick you up?" ”

"No, I'll drive myself." Hearing this, he agreed, and the corners of Qin Chuyao's lips couldn't help but smile.

"Drive slower."

"Hmm." Qin Chuyao nodded, then remembered that he couldn't see at all, and continued, "I know, I'll see you later." ”

Hanging up the phone, Qin Chuyao gestured to the glass window with scissors, and then thought about the real two, it was so naïve.

Qin Chuyao, Qin Chuyao, you are really depraved.

All the way

, moving forward at a uniform speed, this is not an obedient expression, she just feels that safety first.

When I came to Shuimo Linxi, where Su Mingyan now lives, I completed the registration, and when I went in, I suddenly remembered that she had just forgotten to ask him which building he lived in, thinking about the situation when he came to pick him up last time, she walked along the asphalt road, went up, and finally saw the familiar and majestic figure opposite her last time she waited for him.

Dressed in dark gray loungewear, holding his trouser pocket in one hand, the orange light shrouded him, like a coat called warmth, for many years after that, Qin Chuyao never told Su Mingyan, his appearance at that time was like a brightly colored oil painting, embedded in her brain, and it was never taken away and never faded.

The car slowly stopped, the passenger door opened, and Su Mingyan sat in.

"You've been waiting for a long time, haven't you?" Qin Chuyao didn't ask him why he was standing and waiting, because it was a very white~idiot question.

Su Mingyan raised his hand and glanced at the time, "It's just five minutes." ”

Qin Chuyao hooked his lips and smiled deeply, and drove the car into the gate of his house under the guidance of Su Mingyan.

Single-family two-storey duplex building, built-in simple but tasteful, large ~ pieces of wood color and white complement each other, dark gray fabric sofa is covered with plain square cushions, and two financial magazines are scattered on the coffee table.

Su Mingyan took Qin Chuyao over and sat down, and asked her, "Do you want to drink juice or milk?" ”

Qin Chuyao thought about it, and was not hypocritical, "Juice." ”

Su Ming left in a hurry, and after about a few minutes, two cups of freshly squeezed kiwifruit juice came over and handed one of them to Qin Chuyao.

"I helped you mix milk, and it helps you sleep at night." Su Mingyan said and sat down beside her.

"Thank you." Qin Chuyao took a sip and commented, "It's not bad, I really didn't expect you to do this." ”

"You have to be able to live alone." Su Mingyan was indifferent, and turned his head to look at her, "Why did you suddenly want to come over, is there something wrong?" ”

Qin Chuyao put down the cup and shook his head, "Can't I come over to see you if it's okay?" ”

"Yes." Su Mingyan nodded slightly.

Qin Chuyao smiled, and suddenly felt a little cold.

"What do you usually do at home?" After being silent for a while, Qin Chuyao randomly found a topic.

"Exercising, reading books, and occasionally watching DVDs, that's pretty much it." Su Mingyan leaned back on the sofa casually and turned his head to look at her, "Don't you feel bored?" ”

"It's fine." It's not boring, it's just cold.

Usually so sharp-toothed, why do you have nothing to say when it comes to the critical time?

It's so unassuming!

Qin Chuyao picked up the cup again and took a big sip, this time he didn't put it down, held it in his hand, and spun it around at will.

Su Mingyan leaned on the sofa, clasped his hands together, put them in front of him, looked at the back of her head and soft side face, and put all her small movements into his eyes.

"Do you want to watch the disc?" After a while, Su Mingyan spoke.

"Yes." Qin Chuyao nodded hurriedly, even if Su Mingyan asked her if she wanted a bathroom now, she would nod and answer.

It's better to have something to do than to sit down.

"Follow me." Su Mingyan got up and walked to the screening room.

"Pick which one you want to see." Su Mingyan brought her to the CD rack.

Qin Chuyao started to flip through them one by one, Hollywood big~ movies, literary films, romance films, comedies, horror films, and suspense films.

"What do you like to watch?" Qin Chu Yao asked without replying.

"Just pick what you like." Su Mingyan's faint voice sounded above her head.

Qin Chuyao was happy in her heart, sometimes she was so easy to be satisfied, so easy that just a small look and a simple word could make her happy for a long, long time.

"Can you see this?" Qin Chuyao picked out a love literary film, turned around and asked the person behind him.

Su Mingyan's eyes fell on the film in her hand, just by looking at the title, she knew that it was very lovely, very literary, he basically didn't watch this kind of film, the reason why it was because Su Hanyi sometimes came over.

"Yes." Su Mingyan took the tape in her hand, walked over, and turned on the projector.

The two sat side by side, and Su Mingyan's left hand naturally bypassed her back and encircled her entirely.

This is not the first time they have been so close, but every time they get close, Qin Chuyao will still be like the first time, his whole body is tense and his heart beats abnormally.

Qin Chuyao rested his hands on his big ~ lap, clasped each other tightly, looked at the display screen tightly, but his thoughts drifted to one hundred and eight thousand

village

The first three thousand, the other three thousand may be very late, and those who sleep early can wait until tomorrow morning to brush