It didn't take long to discuss work, and after Qian Yu mentioned Yan Cheng, Zhong Jiuyin was even more worried about the "faucet" that might not have been tightened at home.

She frequently lit up the screen to watch the time, an hour had passed, and she didn't know if Yan Cheng had left, and the key had not been returned.

How can Qian Yu not see her absent-mindedness, people who are in love are like wearing red and green clothes and spraying three bottles of perfume, they can be seen across three streets, and every word and deed is full of "I'm thinking about someone".

Moreover, it is even more obvious that they are a couple who are in love and are forced to separate when they like each other the most.

He simply ended the conversation and told her to go home early and rest and have a good afternoon.

In fact, there is a rest room for her in the studio, thinking that if she doesn't go back at noon, they will set off together to catch the announcement after eating together, which is just right and can save time.

But it looks like I don't need that lounge today.

Zhong Jiuyin noticed his meaningful eyes, but he didn't see them, and went straight home after leaving the studio.

The house was quiet, and she didn't realize that she had specially lowered her voice when she opened the door.

The door closed softly, and her eyes fell on the living room.

Yan Cheng didn't leave, he lay on the sofa with his legs bent, his coat was taken off and covered on his body, looking at his slightly frowning eyebrows, he didn't sleep very well.

She stood there for a moment, looking at him, but her gaze was not focused, her thoughts radiating, remembering a month ago.

Not long after their further development, Yan Cheng flew abroad to film, and they met once every half a month, and every time they came back, they hugged each other at the door and kissed each other so much that they didn't know who was who.

When the kiss is intense, the two will stagger and collapse on this couch, their coats thrown aside, panting and kissing each other's bodies.

Yan Cheng belongs to the type that hooks her to take the initiative, and he has to stop her after kissing her for a while before going to bed, and after that, he doesn't refuse what she does.

So at that time, she pressed him more often, and teased him on this sofa for looking like he deserved to be kissed.

And at the beginning, the two of them sat there reading the bedside reading as if they were on a blind date for the first time, and her every word was inducing him to kiss, and his every expression was speechless.

But that was a few months ago.

"Yan Cheng," she walked a few steps and woke him up ruthlessly, "Didn't you say let Sister Xu pick you up?" ”

Yan Cheng's eyes were still bloodshot, and he was a little dazed when he opened his eyes, so he closed his eyes again before propping up his upper body and said, "She ignored me, maybe she was making up for sleep." Sorry, I didn't leave in time, did I sleep for a long time? ”

She pursed her lips and stepped aside to get a drink of water, not looking at him.

"It's been a few hours. Call Sister Xu now, and you won't be unresponsive for half a day to catch up on sleep. ”

"Okay."

Zhong Jiuyin listened to the movement behind him, took the water and was about to drink it, only then did he remember that the cup should have been used by him.

She paused and put the cup down, but she didn't turn around, her eyes aimlessly looking at the one-third area in front of her.

Then I found that the living room cabinet seemed to have been tidied up.

"You touched my things?" She seemed to have finally found a reason to turn around and say something else.

Yan Cheng was holding his mobile phone, and when he heard the words, he stopped his movements, looked at her and replied: "Well, I just took the medicine and didn't want to sleep, so I sorted out the pile of books." Disrupted your placement habits? ”

"Nope. Thank you. ”

"It's fine." A polite conversation, and it doesn't go well with each other.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't like this feeling.

She had been in a bad mood for too long, and she was reflexively bored and agitated by the feeling of depression.

"Why didn't you hear the call?" She was a little too harsh, and said directly, "Put on your clothes and go first, she really doesn't have time to take a taxi back." ”

Directly dismantling his disguise, Yan Cheng's hand paused in mid-air.

The two looked at each other, one expressionless and the other full of loss.

"Are you really trying to drive me away?" He sat still on the couch, his dark black pupils looking at her quietly.

"We've broken up." She repeats it, not knowing who she's talking to.

"I'm doing pretty well now, I'm positive about work every day, I'm occasionally free to cook, I'm giving feedback to the doctor on time, I'm chatting with friends, and I'm trying to repair my relationship with my mom... I'm fine, Yan Cheng, and I don't want to expend my energy in any relationship that makes me uncomfortable for a while. ”

After she finished speaking, she kept swallowing and suppressing her emotions, and then she didn't mind or not, picked up the cup and raised her head to drink half a glass of water.

Yan Cheng said calmly: "Looking up and looking down, it's just not normal to look up at me." I understand your mind about me, but you also understand that I don't want to lose your thoughts. ”

He stood up and walked over to her.

Zhong Jiuyin sensitively sensed this atmosphere similar to a showdown, and also breathed to calm his emotions, and according to his request, he raised his head and looked directly at him normally.

"But I also said, let's be calm and calm apart, don't you understand the meaning of this sentence?"

"I know, but I just can't control my desire to see you, what can I do? We haven't been together for long, and we broke up when the relationship was right, who could resist really not meeting and not talking? ”

Yan Cheng forcibly took her hand and took it with her Adam's apple as before, sliding up and down between her fingers as she swallowed.

"I miss you so much, I don't want to be separated."

Zhong Jiuyin was a little distracted, allowing him to slide down with her hand, and finally stopped in his heart.

He had a low-grade fever, his body was slightly hot, and he was only wearing a slightly thicker shirt, and when he put his palm on it, he could clearly feel the heartbeat of Dong Dong.

"I don't want to separate," he repeated in a low voice, "even if you want to, I respect your choice, but I want to express my thoughts so that you know." ”

“…… Why hasn't the fever subsided after taking the medicine? She only said these innocuous words.

Yan Cheng didn't force it, and hugged her.

She wanted to push away: "You can express what you mean, don't be so intimate." ”

Hugging and hugging, is this an expression of thought, this is putting it into action.

"Just hug it." Yan Cheng buried his head in her neck, and his slightly hot lips pressed against her carotid artery, making her tremble.

"You don't have to take an inch."

"No, it won't. I don't think I've ever made an inch. ”

"...... "So you mean that only she will get an inch?"

She wanted to say more, but suddenly there was a little wetness from her neck, which made her stunned.

After being quiet for a while, Zhong Jiuyin hesitated and called him: "Yan Cheng? ”

Yan Cheng sighed, his throat was not so sour and tight, and he could speak: "I saw your diary." ”

She froze: "I said that you are only allowed to lie in the living room, who let you into my study?" ”

"I'm sorry. For this thing, and for that event. ”

"......," she said after a moment of silence, "I know you're right, can you have foreseen it and run to another street to faint?" ”

"If I hadn't been so dizzy that day, I would have been able to remember your face and find you out in advance."

"There's no need to make this assumption, I said it wasn't your fault, and you don't have to repent."

"But I don't know what else to do but repent."