The weather looks like it's summer.

Song Xiang fell asleep, his head leaned on the car window little by little, cushioned by a soft pillow, the sunlight outside the window was sprinkled, and the car was parked under the camphor tree at the entrance of the community, and the tree didn't know what insects had been chirping endlessly.

Gu Yu turned on the thermostatic air conditioner, the exhaust vent was whirring, and the mobile phone in his pocket vibrate, he didn't take it out, and gently lowered the co-pilot's seat so that she could lie more comfortably, then opened the car door and peeled off the chocolate icing with the hot air.

When Song Xiang is awake, his expression is often light, detached and consistent, when he laughs, his eyes are half-squinted, there is a sultry and unconscious meaning, the hair on his forehead is drooping, and he looks full of youth, and his eyes are shiny, like a fox stealing candy.

The mobile phone in his pocket seemed to ring and began to get angry, the vibration sound was transmitted from the thin fabric, and the fingertips touched it, it was hot and hot, I don't know if it was my fingers that were hot, or the temperature of the mobile phone was too high, Gu Yu chewed the chocolate and connected the phone, his casual tone was mixed with a little gag, and his voice was deliberately lowered, until he left the vehicle a hundred meters away before he said a little louder:

"I'm on the way, I'm going back with food."

When Song Xiang woke up, it was afternoon, she climbed up at dusk, the wind was loud outside, she could hear the leaves being blown rustling, the coat on her body fell off with the movement, her legs were covered with a thin blanket for e-sports, she sat up straight and slid down, the exhaust vent was running with all her might, and the subtle sound that could not be checked was negligible, Song Xiang looked at the blankets and clothes on her body with some blankness, the car key was still hanging in the keyhole, the car disc was bright, and the indoor temperature was just right.

The sequelae of sleeping on the saddle for too long is a sore back, fortunately, Gu Yu lowered the height, and the discomfort was reduced a lot, but when Song Xiang took the phone, his wrist still inevitably felt a burst of soreness, the screen was fogged, and the fingertips wiped a delicate drop of water, and the message on the prompt interface was very clean, Jiang Ji asked once in the morning when he would go home, and reminded him to eat at noon, and said before three o'clock that he would go home late, so that Song Xiang could remember to eat.

Song Xiang didn't click on the news of the work group at the hospital, and his fingertips reached the call interface, and there were very few calls in the address book, and he could find it with a light flip.

It took a while to pick it up, the ringtone is a song that Song Xiang has never heard, the rhythm of the female voice slowly exhaling, a little light and a little slow, the lyrics seem to be in love, she thought that it should be the automatic setting of the business hall to go to the call ringtone, because the end of the operator's advertising words, and the song is completely different from the liveliness.

"Woke up?" Gu Yu asked.

There was some noise on his end, there was the sound of a keyboard and a familiar voice talking, but in a minute, these voices were gone, only the sound of a light wind blowing through the talking microphone, probably going to the balcony.

Song Xiang turned off the air conditioner and spoke: "Why don't you wake me up." ”

"Look you're tired." Gu Yu said. "Have you eaten?"

"You can wake me up." Song Xiang slowly moved to the driver's seat: "You car, I don't seem to be able to drive." ”

She studied it and felt that the brake throttle and steering wheel were all recognized, but as soon as she touched it, she felt very unfamiliar, how to unscrew the key or whether to put it in gear, Song Xiang suddenly returned to when she first learned to drive, except for a blank look on her face.

"It's okay, I'll pick it up tomorrow." The sound of Gu Yu's fine broken fabric rubbing seemed to have turned a position.

"Who did you call Brother Yu?" There were not obvious sounds accompanied by the sound of the doorknob twisting, and Song Xiang could probably recognize that it should be Liu Shaojie.

"I'm too much trouble for you." Song Xiang lowered his head again to study.

Gu Yu pulled the phone away a little, covered the phone with his palm, and whispered to Liu Shaojie: "It's none of your business." ”

"Sister-in-law called?" Liu Shaojie also deliberately dumb his voice, but the gossip in his eyes couldn't be hidden.

"Don't talk nonsense." Gu Yuergen was a little hot: "Are you done playing the individual competition?" ”

"Of course it is..." Liu Shaojie was stunned for a moment, and suddenly changed his words: "No." He grinned, he didn't know what was bad in his heart at this time, he deliberately cleared his throat, and shouted extremely loudly: "Brother Yu, say hello to my sister-in-law for us!" ”

Gu Yu was so frightened that he covered the microphone, his brows twisted, his ears were red, and he glared at Liu Shaojie with eyes that he thought were very fierce, trying to deter him, but the other party turned his head after shouting this sentence and closed the door and slipped away.

Gu Yu felt that his ears and face were fanned by the door, otherwise it would be hot and hot.

Song Xiang seemed to have finally figured out how to drive, and said into the phone: "I'll go and refuel you first, and then drive you back." ”

Gu Yu's whole person was still stuck in the tangle of whether she heard or not, she didn't hear Song Xiang's words clearly, she seemed to have asked herself if she wanted to eat anything, whether she wanted to add 93# oil or 97# oil, whether she wanted to bring something to the fruit orange, and finally asked if someone was calling her just now.

Someone called her?

Gu Yu suddenly came back to his senses, shook his head at the phone, and suddenly remembered that she couldn't see, so he hurriedly said while shaking his head: "No, no." ”

"Really?" Song Xiang was a little confused.

"Yes!" Gu Yu shook his head firmly and affirmatively.

Great, didn't hear.

After hanging up the phone, Gu Yu thought again: Why didn't you hear it.

Song Xiang arrived at five o'clock, there was a bunch of stuffed things in the back seat, as soon as the car door opened, the smell of rosin wood and disinfectant in it was mostly dispersed, and she was holding something in one hand and holding the car keys in the other.

When she entered the door, the uncle in the security booth seemed to already know her, and this time she didn't wait for Gu Yu to come down and take her in, the door control card sounded, and Song Xiang thanked her again and again.

The first thing I met was not Gu Yu or someone I knew, but the fruit orange that went downstairs for dinner to eat, it seemed to be a little fatter again, its eyes were dripping, and when it saw Song Xiang, it ran over and meowed in a circle, its tail rolled around Song Xiang's ankle and rubbed it, trying his best to express his thoughts about her, but unfortunately Song Xiang's hands were full of things, and he couldn't squat down to give it a little response.

"Huh! Sister-in-law, why are you here. The youth cub came out to pick up the water, and saw Song Xiang carrying a bunch of things in his hand and was busy dealing with the coquettish cat at his feet, he stepped forward quickly, and the things in Song Xiang's hand were vacated by three times and five divided by two: "Why don't you let Brother Yu come down to pick you up." ”

Song Xiang was empty-handed, only Gu Yu's bunch of car keys remained, she looked at the young man in front of her, thanked her slowly, and then squatted down to pick up the fruit orange that was bound to scream hoarsely, touched its hair, and then spoke softly: "I am not in a relationship with Gu Yu, you don't need to call me sister-in-law." ”