The vicissitudes of the hundred-year-old plane tree's trunk are covered with golden plane leaves, which shimmer in the sunlight, and look so out of place among ordinary quality trees.

Looking at it from a distance, the plane tree seemed to be shining brightly, Qiao Rong saw this scene, and couldn't help but walk in the direction of the plane tree.

It wasn't until Qiao Rong walked in that suddenly a breeze blew gently, causing the leaves on the tree to sway back and forth, and a few sycamore leaves that had left their roots fell to the ground along the direction of the wind.

Among them, a fallen leaf fell from in front of Qiao Rong and happened to fall at her feet, and she bent down and picked it up.

Qiao Rong lifted the fallen leaves of the sycamore, and looked at the rays of the sun, carefully observing the veins of the sycamore leaves.

The leaves of this sycamore leaf are complete, the leaf veins are clear, it is a rare good leaf, it just happened that Qiao Rong needed a bookmark recently, so she pinched the root part of the leaf, carefully took the leaf of this sycamore leaf, prepared to put it in the book for a while, and when she got home, she used this leaf to make a bookmark of the sycamore leaf.

As soon as Qiao Rong's attention left the fallen leaves, she suddenly noticed the building in front of her.

The first thing that caught my eye was the open living room of Wen Changqing's house, but Wen Changqing didn't know where he went, the huge living room was empty now.

Qiao Rong remembered that Wen Changqing had told her before that if he was not at home, she could open the door and come in by herself.

Qiao Rong had put the key that Wen Changqing gave her at home before, but today she didn't come from home, she didn't bring the key at all, so she could only follow the cat over the wall in this form.

Even with Wen Changqing's permission, Qiao Rong was still a little embarrassed in her heart for this impolite behavior.

She didn't dare to enter the living room directly from the balcony, so she circled around the villa again, and finally came to the door of the villa, ready to enter through the main entrance.

After all, she is a guest, not the owner here, and it is not good to go directly to someone's balcony.

Qiao Rong tentatively pressed the doorknob, originally wanting to see if she could open the door, but the doorknob was pressed to the bottom at once.

With a "snap", the door was easily opened by Qiao Rong.

Looking at the half-open and half-hidden door, Qiao Rong was a little incredulous.

Could it be that Wen Changqing went out and didn't lock the door?

Although the security work of this high-end community is very good, and there has been no loss of anything at all, Wen Changqing's vigilance is not so bad! If you go out and don't lock the door, does this person have a sense of prevention?

Qiao Rong was anxious about Wen Changqing's safety awareness, and silently complained about the 'careless' Wen Changqing in her heart.

Qiao Rong complained as she pushed open the half-hidden door and slowly walked in.

It's not the first time Qiao Rong has come to Wen Changqing's house, every time she comes to Wen Changqing, but this time, Qiao Rong thought that Wen Changqing was not at home.

Wen Changqing was not here, Qiao Rong seemed very comfortable, studying the clock for a while, and admiring the paintings on the wall for a while, the whole person was active, and it was not as quiet as in front of Wen Changqing at all.

Maybe it was because Wen Changqing was not there, and no one put so much pressure on Qiao Rong, she suddenly felt that the simple decoration style of his house was actually quite pleasing to the eye, and it was not as depressing as it was originally.

Finally, after turning the living room around two or three times, there was nothing interesting to attract Qiao Rong's attention, so she could only sit on the sofa boredly and wait for Wen Changqing to come back.

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