If it weren't for the crows outside the window quacking in their throats, Ji Yao's saliva would probably drip onto the back of his hand.

She noticed the wetness at the corner of her mouth, sucked loudly, and wiped it with her hand.

Then continue to lean on the pillow and watch the clouds roll up.

After the thirty-second yawn, Ji Yao wiped the corners of his eyes with his sleeve and wiped away the tears that were squeezed out.

She never imagined that it would be so boring to be alone.

It's inexplicable, and it's a little lonely.

When Ji Yao was still at home before, the old Ji family grabbed a lot of money from her peers, and it was just a matter of one sentence to call anyone who went out to brush the street and spend money to buy fun.

Later, when she ran away from home, it didn't take long to meet Jia Xiaofu, and the duo teamed up better than her alone.

Although he was halfway through, the one was gone, but the neighbors of Fuzhi Town, who had settled down, were also very enthusiastic, Ji Yao chatted with this one on weekdays, chatted with that one, and didn't see how boring it was.

After that, Xiao Xiao and Xiao Le came to the door, and the two of them moved in with them shamelessly, Ji Yao choked with them, and it was a daily routine.

If it is reversed in the future, counting Fu Xiao and Mo Die, Ji Yao has really never broken off people, and there is not much time left for her to be alone......

Ji Yao felt that she was afraid that she had been spoiled during this time.

Otherwise, why didn't you feel it before, and now you are alone, and the feeling of being alone is so difficult.

From the bottom of my heart, I can't wait to find someone to accompany me around the clock, talk or do anything.

As a result, another person appeared in Ji Yao's mind.

The shadow could outline a vague outline, and Ji Yao was a chill, and hurriedly closed his eyes to breathe, vainly seeking peace of mind.

Xindao, I haven't reached thirty yet, why am I like a wolf and a tiger? and what did he think of the man?

Of course, with her shallow insight.

What comes to mind is not still Na Jia Xiaofu.

People say that first love never ends well, time cannot wear off scars, and time cannot wash away the mark.

If this moment and a half will make Ji Yao forget the harm that the scumbag brought to her, it is estimated that it will not be very simple.

Normally, Ji Yao has always been pressed with his thoughts, and he doesn't dare to think about it, so he can't let himself have a moment of leisure.

The most fearful thing is to let the memory stir up dust again in such a time when there is nothing to do.

Otherwise, she wouldn't be so afraid of loneliness.

Ji Yao had heard a female gentleman say this before.

said, this woman, the ultimate goal of life is not necessarily to find a good partner, but to improve yourself.

When Ji Yao first heard this idea, she was still a young and ignorant girl.

She looked at her small body, and expressed her incomprehension of this kind of words, which are all in one ear and one ear in and out of that ear.

What is the use of self-improvement?

Isn't a woman as strong as her mother Mei Qian also married in the end?

Those female gentlemen who are "celibate" have also said.

Said, love and love in this world are all painstaking and laborious, time-consuming and money-consuming, and often nothing good in the end, it is better to live by yourself and be chic and comfortable.

This is a bit absolute.

It's just that this reason, when you talk about it, you have to divide it into different situations.

The mentality of the listener determines whether they can accept it or not.

Let's take an analogy.

When the girl Ji Yao was still in the boudoir, she was extremely envious of her cousin and brother-in-law's love and concubine, and her sweetness was strong.

Naturally, she also looks forward to meeting a confidant one day.

It must be disdainful to hear this.

But it's really time for her to put it into practice and experience love.

I didn't expect to meet Jia Xiaofu, that scumbag.

At that time, she remembered the quotations of those female gentlemen, and felt that there was nothing wrong with what she said.

Is the horns not good-looking or the money is not cool enough, there are so many things that can be done, why do you have to have a relationship with a man and get hurt?

In the general environment, Ji Yao knew that ordinary women couldn't escape talking about marriage, and she also made plans in advance.

It is impossible not to get married in this life, and it is not impossible to go through a formality.

Ji Yao looked at the matchmaker's appointment with this purpose in mind - she wanted to find someone who was pleasing to the eye and had a decent family background.

It's not enough to talk about love, it's best to play your own for the rest of your life.

Obviously, Fu Xiao's candidate is just right.

From the first time he saw Fu Xiao, Ji Yao had the intention to attack him, the kind that didn't care.

Ji Yao is not stupid, she doesn't understand the ambiguity and overtures that Fu Xiao has shown along the way.

He seemed to be a little interesting to her.

So Ji Yao also acted in a half-push and half-done drama, although there was some rejection on the face, but most of the time she didn't always push the boat, and then make some reactions that were in line with her "widow" status, so as not to be exposed.

Whether Fu Xiao is sincere or not, Ji Yao doesn't know, but it is certain that she must not.

It's not for nothing, she doesn't believe in it.

Now, if anyone says anything sincerely, it can only be said that it is true unless she cuts open her chest and abdomen, pulls out her heart, and lets her watch it contract and tremble with her own eyes.

Jianghu is a big dye vat, she has only been wandering for two or three years to have such a scheming change, not to mention Fu Xiao, a person like Fu Xiao, who is mixed up with this way.

In the adult world, there are not many good people.

When Ji Yao was thinking wildly, she heard the sound of small footsteps in the corridor, and she was shocked, so she thought that Fu Xiao and they were back.

Just as he was about to run to the door, he heard a familiar enthusiastic tone again: "Yo, Boss Zhang, good afternoon!" ”

Yes, it was the little two, who seemed to have met the guests who had come downstairs for dinner in the corridor, and was greeting them.

Ji Yao retracted back to the side of the bed and touched his empty stomach.

It's okay, it's just a little deflated, and it hasn't sent a signal of hunger and panic.

Just thinking about whether Fu Xiao's guy can come back alive, she has no money to settle the bill, and she can't pull her face to tell Xiao Er about the account.

At this time, someone banged on the door again, not very strong, a little hesitant, but quite rhythmic.

Ji Yao reflexively grabbed the veil thrown aside, put it on, and asked out loud: "Who?" ”

"Ah, ma'am, you are in the house! Boss Xiao explained before leaving, and said that I should take care of the time and bring lunch to you at the right time. ”

The voice outside the door was crisp, and the tone was quite high, not like the few little two who could always meet in the past two days.

Dare to love this food delivery is a newcomer.

At this time, Ji Yao didn't think about it, and went to open the door.

Outside, a half-grown boy stood with a flushed face and a few playful freckles, with a cramped smile on his face.

The child was not tall, but he stood in a well-behaved manner, holding a three-tiered lunch box in his hand, and tilting his neck to prevent it from blocking his face.

Ji Yao hurriedly took it and thanked him.

Then I heard the boy say, "Madame, after you have eaten well, just put these at the door, and we will clean them up without taking them down." ”

"Oh, okay."

Ji Yao nodded and said that he understood, then watched him leave, turned around and closed the door.

She lowered her head and opened the lid of the first layer to see what was inside, and smelled a salty smell.

Ji Yao secretly said that it was miserable, with Fu Xiao's door-slamming temperament, but don't be anything like pickles and salted fish.

This distraction caused me to notice that there was an extra person in the room.

Ji Yao sat down at the table and brought out the food in the food box.

On the first floor, there are cold dishes, small, chrysanthemum-style, respectively containing shredded chicken sprinkled with sesame seeds, shredded belly shredded with red oil, and honey yam decorated with osmanthus flowers.

The second layer is two plates of hot dishes, one black and one white two plates, just spelled into a gossip, the left side contains soft fried tenderloin, and the right side puts the stewed winter melon in oil.

There is a small cup on the third floor, which smells like chicken soup and is very delicious.

Ji Yao rummaged through the food box, but didn't see any staple food, and when she was wondering, she found that the person didn't even give her chopsticks.

She wrung her eyebrows and wondered whether to go downstairs again, her eyes not taking off the food as she thought, but tapping the table with her fingertips.

The man in the room stood for a long time, finally fed up with ignorance, and dashed his hand, threw a paper bag, and smashed it on the empty place on the table.

This sudden shock made the lid of the soup cup go off, not to mention Ji Yao's poor heart that couldn't help but be frightened.

Sure enough, I was scared, and my first reaction was that something had fallen on the top, but when I looked up, I didn't see anything.

Ji Yao trembled and didn't dare to turn around, after all, it was impossible for such a big object to appear out of thin air, but he was afraid that there was someone behind him.

She was mentally prepared, so she almost put the sentence "A good man spares his life" on her lips, and as soon as she gritted her teeth and turned her head violently, she saw Fu Xiao looking at her with his hands behind his back with a harmless face.

Behind what Ji Yao didn't see, Fu Xiao was holding two pairs of chopsticks and two spoons in his hands, obviously coming to eat.

But how could Ji Yao know.

She involuntarily poked her neck out, her mouth half-open in surprise.

She really didn't think that it would be Fu Xiao.

Shouldn't he be at the Bald Five seniors at this time?

Ji Yao first looked at the door, then turned his head to look at the open window, then shrunk his neck back in disbelief, and clearly showed his doubts with a double chin, and said, "It's over so soon?" ”

Fu Xiao still didn't speak with his hands behind his back, just stared at her like this.

"What are you doing? What do you ask? ”

Ji Yao was furrished by his intent, and glanced at the paper bag that had just fallen on the table.

It's okay not to look at it, but I'm shocked when I see it - a yellow and clear packet is like the color of burning paper.

This time there was a lot of trouble, and Ji Yao didn't dare to eat it.

Thinking of Fu Xiao's "First Seven Appointments" and the people who had never seen the food delivery, I was chilled.

She rubbed her hands tremblingly, and whispered to the West: "There is a debtor and a debtor, even if you sent a little devil to send the severed head meal, I don't want not to share it with this guy." Don't miss this unjust soul when you pass by, please take this unjust soul. ”

"What's going on there?"

Fu Xiao no longer loaded the wood on the spot, stepped forward and presented the chopsticks, and stuffed them into Ji Yao's palm.

Ji Yao took it in a daze.

When she reacted, she didn't talk much nonsense, and immediately stepped on her right heel with her left foot, and flew her shoes out as soon as she lifted her leg.

She rarely used the right strength, found the right direction, and wedged Fu Xiao impartially, leaving a bright shoe print.

Fu Xiao suffered this misfortune before he could reach the table, kicked Ji Yao's shoe aside without changing his face, and then sat down on his own and unwrapped the rope on the yellow paper.

Ji Yao's eyes widened.

Fortunately, the skirt is long, which can block the foot that has lost its shoes and has nowhere to put it.

"What do you mean? Break into the house without saying a word, when this is your back garden or what, come if you want to, scary or not! ”

Ji Yao slapped on the table, and gasped again after the shooting, this time it was too porcelain, and his hands were numb.

Fu Xiao didn't raise his eyes, and after untying the rope, he patiently dismantled it layer by layer, and said slowly: "I see you like that, eighty percent are looking forward to my death, and your mind is not right." Otherwise, I didn't do anything, why did I scare you like that? ”

"No, let's be reasonable, big brother."

Ji Yao pulled the corners of his mouth down with his fingers, and argued: "Hey, as soon as you come out, you will lose your face and don't speak, this dish plate is chrysanthemums and gossip, I haven't seen the food delivery yet, such an evil thing, can I not think about it?" ”

Fu Xiao didn't stop in his hands and continued to be busy.

"People say that the extremes of things must be opposed, and the red sun at noon is not necessarily impossible to encounter evil, and the saying that the yang pole must be yin is not my nonsense."

Ji Yao knocked on the plate with chopsticks, pointed to the sun outside the window, and rolled his eyes at Fu Xiao: "Who told you to mention anything before leaving, or to dream or something, and bring your own yellow paper in front of my eyes, people are scary and scared to death." ”

"Oh, I just brought you a hanging oven to burn cakes, but you have become a sinner."

Fu Xiao spread out the package of yellow paper, revealing the contents for Ji Yao to see, and a few well-baked baked cakes were broken, lying miserably, and a lot of scum was dropped.

"You're going to burn this to me?" He asked.

Ji Yao stopped speaking completely, stuffed a yam into his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

The sweet and silky taste is just right, and the honey juice does not rob the original crisp yam taste, but also slightly carries the aroma of osmanthus, which is refreshing.

After swallowing this, Ji Yao also found the question he wanted to ask at the beginning.

Why did Fu Xiao come back intact from the bald five seniors so quickly, and he still had the heart to bring food.

Looking at his neat clothes and unmessy hairstyle, where does he look like a person who has experienced a "battle of life and death"?

Ji Yao put down his chopsticks, only to feel that this sweet dish made his mouth angry, and he urgently needed something else to satisfy his hunger, and his eyes involuntarily ran to those hanging oven baked cakes.

She was embarrassed to get started, so she looked at it so badly and asked Fu Xiao: "Don't tell me, you didn't go to the bald five seniors at all, you went out on the street and walked around, and then came back with some baked cakes." ”

"Naturally, it's done."

Fu Xiao took the half-pulled cake himself, held it to his mouth with his hand, and moved the paper bag to Ji Yao, "You can taste it too." ”