There was a 711 in front, and Qiao Xiang was thirsty and wanted to go in and buy a hot drink.

Yan Ruixi has another party tonight, and it is estimated that she will be late when she comes home, and Yan Jiannan has piano lessons again, and she also has to go home very late, which usually means that she eats alone.

She wanted to eat outside and go back, but pushed open the door of 711, and at this time, a familiar male voice sounded in her ears—

"No chili, thanks."

Qiao Xiang stopped, just when he turned his head to look at Wei Xiao, both of them were stunned.

I haven't seen you for some days.

Qiao Xiang looked at Wei Xiao with the same gentle eyes as always. But Wei Xiao's gaze at Qiao Xiang seemed to be different from before.

What is the difference, Qiao Xiang can't say.

There was more indifference, less clarity, and the greenness receded, replaced by a clear composure in the bottom of the eyes.

But that kind of calmness is different from the maturity and stability that a person has more experience as he gets older, Qiao Xiang can't tell what kind of change she is aware of, she really just thinks that the current Wei Xiao is no longer the cynical big boy in front of her before.

"What a coincidence."

Wei Xiao smiled at Qiao Xiang, Qiao Xiang nodded, and smiled, "Hmm." ”

"Alone?" Wei Xiao looked behind her.

She nodded again, "I'll come in and buy something to drink." ”

"What to drink?"

"Hot milk tea."

After Qiao Xiang finished speaking, Wei Xiao looked at the salesman, "A cup of hot milk tea." ”

Qiao Xiang said thank you.

A few minutes later, Qiao Xiang held milk tea, and Wei Xiao held oden, sitting by the floor-to-ceiling window of 711.

In Huicheng in winter, twilight is approaching at six o'clock, the traffic outside the window is busy, the high-rise buildings are lit up, and all the scenery is reflected in Qiao Xiang's calm sight.

She was the one who spoke first, and she asked Wei Xiao, "Recently, are you okay?" ”

The bamboo skewer in Wei Xiao's hand was skewered with fish balls, it was too hot, and he hadn't eaten it for a while, he smiled and nodded, "I thought you would at least pay attention to me." ”

Qiao Xiang said, "I paid attention." ”

"Then you should know if I'm okay."

“……”

Qiao Xiang looked at him.

It's going to be a detour to talk to her, and it's really different from before.

He said, "As you wish, your expectations of me seem to be coming true little by little." ”

"Wei Xiao, that's not what I expect from you, I just think that if you have the ability and ability, you should do what you should do."

"I did."

He put down the bamboo stick in his hand, put it on the table with his ten fingers, Qiao Xiang lowered his eyes, and saw the valuable watch on his wrist.

A person's change can happen overnight, and this is true.

When did the cheap Casio on his wrist turn into a Vacheron Constantin with millions at every turn?

The boy in sight, who was born on the same day and month as her, no longer has a sweatshirt and jeans on his body, replaced by a well-textured private custom pure black suit, symbolizing wealth and status.

She couldn't look at him with Qiao Yue's eyes anymore.

Qiao Xiang didn't know if her expectations of him were correct that day, she had lost her judgment in this realistic utilitarian world, and she didn't know if Wei Xiao was really happy now.

It took an hour, Qiao Xiang finished drinking milk tea, and Wei Xiao finished eating oden.

The two stepped out of 711 together.

Qiao Xiang walked in front, and Wei Xiao followed behind her with a cup of instant coffee in his hand.

He was tall and long-legged, and he had noticeably slowed down.

As soon as Qiao Xiang lowered his head, he could see two shadows, one high and one low, from the yellow light of the street lamp, and those two shadows overlapped from time to time.

"Where to go, I'll send you."

Wei Xiao took out the car key, and the black Mercedes-Benz lights in the distance flashed a few times.

Qiao Xiang stopped, turned around and said politely, "No need, I just live not far from the front, just walk back." ”

Wei Xiao smiled, "Can't even get into my car?" ”

"That's not what it means......"

"Or, because you're married, you have more scruples?"

He looked down at her with burning eyes, Qiao Xiang looked at her, many words choked in his throat, and finally gave up after considering a few seconds.

"Take it as it is." She said.

This is undoubtedly like a stab in Wei Xiao's heart, he is unwilling, resentful and angry, but the person in front of him makes him angry.

The tone unconsciously softened, no longer as sharp as before, Wei Xiao put his hands in his pockets and stepped backwards to the other end of his car, "I don't force you." ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked to the front of the car a few steps, opened the door and got into the car.

Qiao Xiang also turned around.

The only sound in my ears was the sound of the engine burning.

The black Mercedes came from behind her, made a sharp arc beside her, and drove into the traffic.

At seven o'clock in the evening, when Yan Jianan came back from piano practice, Qiao Xiang had already taken a shower and changed into his home clothes.

She sat in the living room watching TV, but she didn't watch anything, obviously her mind was full of Wei Xiao's last sentence "I don't force you", and she felt that she couldn't be restrained by him.

There are some feelings, as if they can only stay away.

She wanted to be as good to Wei Xiao as she was to Qiao Yue, but Wei Xiao didn't accept it.

Wei Xiao asked for it, she couldn't give it.

One after the other, there is a dilemma, and in today's situation, it seems that even being friends is awkward and far-fetched.

But for Qiao Xiang, getting acquainted with Wei Xiao is precious, and she doesn't want to lose such a friend.

Many things often can't be talked to by anyone, especially in front of Yan Ruisen, discussing another man with her husband, which is a taboo for women in the world, and Yan Ruisen will collapse.

Yan Jianan changed his shoes at the door, and no one responded even after calling "Xiangxiang" twice.

Seeing Qiao Xiang's eyes staring at the TV screen, I thought she was fascinated by watching TV.

Yan Jianan ran to Qiao Xiang with his schoolbag and kicked his slippers, leaned into her arms, and called her with a pout, "Xiangxiang, what are you doing, I told you to ignore it." ”

Qiao Xiang suddenly came to his senses, and saw his son's fleshy little face, still a little resentful, and quickly came back to his senses, "This...... The show is pretty good. ”

The little guy tilted his head and sold cuteness, "Do you look good with me?" ”

Qiao Xiang smiled at once, held his flesh face and kissed it, "Of course not." ”

Yan Jianan wanted to take a bath, and Qiao Xiang went upstairs to release water to him.

Yan Jianan was going to take a bubble bath today, and when he was taking a bath, Qiao Xiang took a small bench and sat on the edge of the bathtub and looked at him.

Yan Jianan shared interesting stories about the school and the piano teacher with Qiao Xiang, regarded Qiao Xiang as a friend, and told her about his troubles.

"Do you know how annoying that Wang Xiaoming is, every day when he passes by Miao Miao's desk, he has to rub her desk hard to achieve the purpose of attracting Miao Miao's attention."

"And he always went against me in PE class, especially in football, and I didn't score several times."

"Doesn't he just rely on his father to be a physical education teacher, so what's so angry, my dad is still Yan Ruisen, and my grandfather is still Yan Yukun."

At this time, the little guy remembered his father and grandfather, and he usually didn't know how to dislike it, saying that his grandfather was a paper tiger, and he would only bluff those who were soldiers in the army, and he would obey in front of his grandmother. also said that his father was a workaholic, and he was not interested in anything other than making money.

Qiao Xiang held his face for a while, his face was a little red...... Your dad is not only very interested in making money, but also in bed......

After Yan Jianan took a bath, Qiao Xiang told him a bedtime story.

His father was out socializing, and it would be nine or ten o'clock when he came back early, and he might not be home until early in the morning.

Today's story is Aesop's Fable, when talking about the story of the farmer and the snake, Yan Jianan expressed his opinion: "Wang Xiaoming's English is not good, I copied the paper for him in the small test, but I didn't expect him to repay his grievances with virtue and always oppose me." ”

Qiao Xiang pinched the child's nose and said with a smile, "I have learned to "repay grievances with virtue", and my Chinese is good." “

Yan Jianan rolled her eyes.

"However, if you copy the test paper to your classmates, you are doing something wrong, no matter whether Wang Xiaoming repays the complaint with virtue or not, you are wrong, don't do it again in the future."

Qiao Xiang educates Canaan, speaks softly, and makes it easy for children to accept.

Although Yan Jianan lost face a little, he still hummed and said okay.

After Yan Jianan fell asleep, Qiao Xiang went back to his bedroom.

At about half past ten, Yan Ruisen came back from outside, with a faint smell of alcohol.

Qiao Xiang got up from the bed to get him a coat and asked him casually, "Drinking again?" ”

He put his long arm around Qiao Xiang's shoulders and walked into the room, "Just took a few sips." ”

"Your stomach is a little better, you have to pay attention to it all the time."

"It's all Xing Hui drunk, so I just mean it."

Yan Ruisen sat on the strip sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, pressed his eyebrows, he was tired after a day's work, Qiao Xiang saw that he was tired, so he said, "You take a rest, I'll give you a hot bath." ”

The man nodded, leaned back on the couch and closed his eyes.

Qiao Xiang went to the bathroom to put water for him, and dropped a few drops of essential oil in the bathtub to relieve his body fatigue.

The release time of the water was relatively long, during which Qiao Xiang went downstairs to make a cup of American ginseng for the man, and brought it up to watch him drink several sips before putting it down.

The man hugged her waist, and no one spoke in the quiet bedroom, and the atmosphere was warm and harmonious, and it was very tacit.

Ten minutes passed, Qiao Xiang wanted to get up to see if there was enough water, but Yan Ruisen pressed her waist and didn't want her to go.

Qiao Xiang looked at him with a smile, "What are you doing?" ”

"Stay with me a little longer." He opened his mouth to speak, his eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and the corners of his lips were a little smiling, and he seemed to be in a very comfortable state at this moment.

"You take a bath first, the water is going to be full."

After Qiao Xiang finished speaking, he pulled his hand away and went to the bathroom with a smile.

turned off the water valve and poked his head out of it, "Mr. Yan, take a shower." ”

The man pinched his temples twice and smiled, "It's a nice sound." ”

Qiao Xiang pretended to be coquettish, "Husband." ”

The man was satisfied, got up and pulled his tie as he walked to the bathroom.

When he took a bath, Qiao Xiang helped him wash the clothes inside.

When Qiao Xiang came in after drying his clothes, he was already washing and wearing a bathrobe.

Yan Ruisen began to brush his teeth, and Qiao Xiang went to release the water.

When the lights in the bathroom are turned off, you can still hear the sound of water leading to the sewer.

The husband and wife went up from opposite sides of the bed and lifted the quilt at the same time.

"I have something to ask you." Qiao Xiang said to him.

The man hummed, patted the pillow and fell asleep.

Qiao Xiang leaned over, propped his elbow on his shoulder socket, and held his chin very close to look at him, "Why did you suddenly figure out that you want Xiaoxi to go to your company?" ”

"There's just a shortage of people."

"Don't do that."

Qiao Xiang rolled his eyes, the man smiled lowly, took her hand and put it to his mouth to kiss.

Qiao Xiang also smiled, lowered his head and said in his ear, "Is it because of me, you have soft ears, don't you listen to me the most?" ”

"I can't live up to your intentions last night, so that my whole body is crispy......"

"you."

Knowing that he couldn't say anything good, Qiao Xiang snorted and fell asleep.

Then, in the dark, she heard Risen say, "Occasionally, I have to listen to my wife's opinion." ”

Qiao Xiang closed his eyes, pursed his lips and smiled, and then fell asleep sweetly.