Chapter 8: Moving Out of the House

The first love is ready to move in these two days, and the meaning is already obvious.

It's to let her move out.

Pei Qingqian thought that he was strong enough, but after hearing this sentence, his heart still felt like he had been stabbed by something.

It hurts.

She slowly raised the corners of her lips: "I understand." ”

"Hmm." Mu Yanzhi's head also hurt badly, and when he turned around and turned his back to Pei Qingqian, the pain gradually eased.

Pei Qing's shallow eyes darkened, her lips moved, she still didn't say anything, sighed softly, she turned around and went to the bathroom to get water.

After helping him scrub his body, Pei Qingqian was worried that he would have a headache when he woke up, thinking that he would be fine now, so he simply went to the kitchen to make a decanting soup and put it on the table.

After cleaning it all up, she looked at the house where she had lived for five years.

The color palette in the living room is black, white and gray, which is very cold.

But it is what Mu Yanzhi likes.

And she doesn't seem to have left any traces at all in this home......

It's good.

So after she leaves, he must be able to adapt immediately, right?

Retracting her reluctant look, she pushed open the bedroom door and cleaned up what she was about to take with her.

The whole process is slow and methodical.

After Mu Yanzhi heard the footsteps disappear, he dared to open his eyelids and look at the bedroom.

In the bedroom, Pei Qingqian was packing up her clothes, she didn't bring many clothes, only two sets, after putting them in her bag, she walked to the door with her bag on her back.

Seeing this, Mu Yanzhi couldn't care about pretending to be asleep anymore, and immediately stood up and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

"Go and stay in a hotel." Pei Qingqian smiled and explained: "Isn't she going to move in soon?" In this case, if I don't leave, it will make her misunderstood. ”

"Then you can wait until tomorrow!" Mu Yanzhi was suddenly very frightened, as if something particularly important was about to disappear from his life.

"No, it's not too late." Pei Qingqian stopped at the door and looked back at Mu Yanzhi: "I have already cooked the sobering soup, it is on the table, you see when you drink it." ”

Mu Yanzhi didn't have time to think about whether to drink or not now, his mind was full of Pei Qingqian's leaving......

Never coming back in this life!

My heart seemed to be clenched: "I'm in such a hurry to find a house, it's not easy to find it." ”

As he spoke, he hurriedly took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and handed them to Pei Qingqian.

This house was something he wanted to give to Pei Qingqian a long time ago.

There has been no chance.

Now I finally have a chance, but in this case......

Mu Yanzhi said dryly: "It just so happens that I have an empty house here, otherwise you will live in it first?" ”

"I have a friend who is an intermediary." Pei Qingqian declined his kindness: "Call her, you should be able to find it quickly, you don't have to worry." ”

"......" Mu Yanzhi was even more annoyed, as if since he got married, Pei Qingqian had been silently treating him.

He wanted to be kind to Pei Qingqian, but Pei Qingqian would always refuse.

Taking off the hanging clothes, he said sullenly: "Then which hotel are you going to rest in at night, I will send you." ”

"You're drinking, you can't drive." Pei Qingqian was still laughing: "I'll just go out and stop a taxi." ”

Mu Yanzhi suddenly hated himself for drinking......

Pei Qingqian cared gently: "It must be very uncomfortable after drinking, don't come out, it's better to rest at home." ”

Mu Yanzhi had no way to refute.

Pei Qingqian saw that he didn't mean to answer, smiled, and walked into the elevator.

Mu Yanzhi followed behind Pei Qingqian sullenly, and when he saw Pei Qingqian walking into the elevator, he obviously wanted to join her, but when he met Pei Qingqian's eyes, he couldn't lift his footsteps......

Pei Qingqian waved at him: "Goodbye." ”

"Hmm......" Mu Yanzhi didn't want to say goodbye to her at all.

The elevator door closes.

Pei Qingqian's figure was also completely isolated by the elevator.

Mu Yanzhi's throat was rolling, and if it had already rushed to the laryngeal cavity, it would be stuck somewhere, and he couldn't say anything.

The elevator goes down one floor at a time.

Mu Yanzhi couldn't calm down anymore, and rushed down the walking ladder wildly.