Have you been here for the weekly banquet?

The answer is almost yes, no one in this villa will leave a cigarette butt at her bedroom door except him.

It's just that Jiang Nanzhi couldn't understand why Zhou Yan appeared at her bedroom door so late and didn't wake her up.

She didn't dare to think too much about herself, but she couldn't help but open the door.

Zhou Yan's master bedroom and the guest room where she lived were only separated by a study, and they arrived at the door in three or two steps.

The light in the bedroom was turned off, and Zhou Yan had already slept.

Jiang Nanzhi naturally didn't dare to knock on the door, even if Zhou Yan didn't sleep, she didn't dare.

She actually didn't understand why she had to come out, but she couldn't help it, even if she just stood at the door of Zhou Yan for a while, she felt relieved.

The thunder outside was still very loud, and there would be a thunder from time to time, Jiang Nanzhi squatted at the door of Zhou Yan's bedroom, his hands around his legs, curled up and leaned his head against the door.

She has been timid since she was a child.

When she was a child, her grandmother was working outside and didn't come home, and in the middle of the night there was thunder and lightning, and she was afraid, so she ran barefoot into her grandmother's room and leaned on the side of the bed.

Exactly the same as now.

A door, a bed, and the other end are the two people she cares about the most, and with them, she won't be afraid.

She also knew that Zhou Yan wouldn't like to see her like this, he was used to seeing her squeamish.

But he had already slept.

She only relies on a meeting, a meeting for a while.

Thinking like this, Jiang Nanzhi hugged herself a little tighter, because the posture was a little uncomfortable, she moved her body.

Just as he moved, he suddenly heard a door slamming in the thunder.

It's not real, she didn't even tell whether it was the sound of the door closing or the two intertwined thunders, and she was reviewing and analyzing it in her mind, and a pair of legs appeared in front of her.

Jiangnan knows a meal.

Slowly raised his head along his legs, and the unhappy eyes of last week's banquet, his expressionless face, very cold, combined with the impatience in his eyes, made people palpitate.

Like a child who was caught doing something wrong, Jiang Nanzhi got up in a panic, not daring to look directly at Zhou Yan, she lowered her head and apologized, "I'm sorry, Ah Yan, I just have a little..."

Fear is not out of the word.

With a strong push on his shoulder, Jiang Nanzhi staggered forward two steps, and as soon as he stood firmly, there was a heavy sound of the door closing behind him.

'Bang'!

It was so hard that even the floor under his feet trembled.

Jiang Nanzhi's eyes suddenly turned a little red, she forcibly turned around and silently returned to the room.

Zhou Yan didn't say a word.

But the lethality is worth thousands of troops.

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Jiang Nanzhi was sad for a long time before falling asleep.

She had a dream in which she went back to her childhood, carrying a lantern made by her grandmother, standing on a stool and hanging it on the eaves.

When the lanterns hung in the yard, the grandmother took her into her arms.

Stroking her head and shaking it as she told her a story, her grandmother said that in the beautiful metropolis, there was a good-looking boy waiting for her to grow up.

Grandma said that his name was Zhou Yan.

It's someone who loves it for a long time as much as grandma.

Weekly banquet, weekly banquet.

In the dream, Jiang Nanzhi was chanting this name, with longing and expectation, pulling sweet silk like a shredded potato.

But in the dream, she seemed to know that it was a dream.

The little Jiang Nanzhi was sweeter, the more uncomfortable she felt in her heart, until she couldn't bear it anymore, she opened her eyes and woke up from her dream.

The time in the dream always flies quickly, and the day is already dawn.

Jiang Nanzhi stared blankly at the ceiling for a while, until his thoughts were completely withdrawn from the dream.

She got up and got out of bed.

It rained overnight, Jiang Nanzhi pushed open the window and smelled the after-rain smell of the fresh leaves and the faint fragrance of the earth.

She loved it so much that she greedily sniffed hard a few times before going to wash.

After washing up, she saw the blazer that belonged to Lu Yuanan on the single sofa in the bedroom.