Leaving the restaurant, Zhuang Yiman sat in the car for a long time, and only after calming down did he take out his mobile phone and send a WeChat message to Xu Nuanxin asking where she was.

Soon, Xu Nuanxin replied to her: [In the studio. 】

[Smoking a cigarette together? 】

[Come.] 】

After receiving Xu Nuanxin's reply, Zhuang Yiman immediately started the car and drove to her studio.

When she arrived at Xu Nuanxin's studio, Xu Nuanxin was lying on the sofa and waiting for her while playing with her mobile phone.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Xu Nuanxin raised his head and looked at Zhuang Yiman, who had just walked into the studio and was wearing an elegant dress.

She whistled angrily, then sat up and quipped with a wicked smile: "Just came to me for a cigarette and dressed up carefully?" ”

Zhuang Yiman couldn't help laughing, and rolled his eyes angrily: "Beautiful you." ”

Xu Nuanxin walked to the desk, picked up the cigarette case and lighter on the table, and then walked straight to Zhuang Yiman, stretched out his hand to hook her neck, and walked out with her in a good posture.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the roof to blow the wind."

Zhuang Yiman asked with a smile: "When was the last time we blew the wind on the roof together?" ”

"On the day of graduation. Time is really a pig-killing knife. ”

"This pig-killing knife is quite gentle to you, you see, after so many years, it is still white and long-legged."

Xu Nuanxin squinted at Zhuang Yiman, who looked at him with a smile, and pouted in disgust: "This lady, your eyes are a little obscene." ”

While laughing, the two had already walked to the top of the sixth floor.

The sun was sinking in the west, and the last rays of light seemed to be about to be swallowed up by the raging night.

The building was a little dilapidated, with only a small yellow lamp on the roof, and the two of them stood in front of the guardrail next to the lamp.

Xu Nuanxin handed the cigarette case to Zhuang Yiman, Zhuang Yiman took out a cigarette from it, and Xu Nuanxin intimately handed over the lighter to light the cigarette for her.

Zhuang Yiman leaned on the guardrail, took a puff of cigarette, raised his chin slightly, and puffed out the smoke arbitrarily.

The breeze blew through and quickly blew away the smoke, leaving behind a faint smell of smoke.

Xu Nuanxin lit the cigarette, glanced at the lazy woman beside him with his spare eyes, and asked with a smile: "Why are you in the mood to come to me to smoke with you today?" ”

"I'm not in a good mood."

Xu Nuanxin nodded knowingly, and did not ask her why she was in a bad mood.

After a moment of silence, Xu Nuanxin asked, "Do you want to have a drink together for a while?" I know a good folk bar. ”

Zhuang Yiman nodded, "Okay." ”

Then, there was another silence.

Since meeting Xu Nuanxin, one of the main reasons why Zhuang Yiman likes to get along with her is that the two are somewhat similar in many ways, and they seem more natural and comfortable to get along.

If you know that the other party is in a bad mood, you won't ask what happened, but just accompany the other party peacefully.

Because...... Sometimes, companionship is more soothing than any words.

After smoking a cigarette, the two of them snuffed out the cigarette and threw the cigarette butt into the trash can before leaving the roof.

Before going downstairs, Xu Nuanxin went back to the studio and took a blazer for Zhuang Yiman.

Even though it's already the spring season, the night breeze is still a little cool.

Zhuang Yiman thanked him, took his coat and put it on his body, and at the end he didn't forget to sigh: "Daxu, your boyfriend is MAX, if you are a man, I will take care of you." ”

Xu Nuanxin smiled dumbly and teased: "It's the first time in my life that I'm so glad that I'm a woman, otherwise I would have been harmed by you." ”

"Huh."