After Escaping Marriage [GL]

"See you tomorrow."

"Um."

Yu Qingtang took the door of 2101, put her back against the door, and pinched her forehead with her fingertips.

After a long time, she raised her expressionless eyes, walked into the bedroom, and took her clothes to take a bath.

Cheng Zhanxi disposes of the black chicken soup in the pot, rests on the hanging chair and shakes it for a while, going through Yu Qingtang's performance today in his mind. After that, she put away her calf hanging in the air, stepped on the ground, got up and walked to the bathroom, there was a faint sigh in the air.

Early the next morning, Cheng Zhanxi sent a message to Yu Qingtang after getting up to wash.

More than five to six o'clock.

[Cheng Zhanxi]: Is Teacher Yu awake?

Opposite back in seconds.

[Yu Qingtang]: Well

[Cheng Zhanxi]: Can we cook wontons now?

[Yu Qingtang]: Well

Cheng Zhanxi went into the kitchen to order wontons, and opened the door outside.

When she came out after cooking the wontons, she saw Yu Qingtang standing at the gate without making a sound, not knowing how long she had waited.

Xu was going to have breakfast, and Yu Qingtang didn't put on the only lipstick that Yu Qingtang knew today. The color of her lips looked almost as white as her face, and she looked in a bad mood.

Cheng Zhanxi approached and found that it was not because of his appearance, but because he was in a bad mood. Yu Qingtang's eyes were full of red blood.

Cheng Zhanxi felt a pain in his heart.

She took Yu Qingtang's hand and led her in, and asked softly, "How did Teacher Yu sleep last night?"

Yu Qingtang answered her with an unusually pale face: "It's okay."

Cheng Zhanxi breathed lightly, forced a smile that was the same as before, and said, "Let's have breakfast first."

"Thank you, Teacher Cheng." Yu Qingtang sat down in the chair she pulled out.

Cheng Zhanxi sat opposite her, stirred the wonton soup in the bowl, mixed the ingredients of the soup base, and said softly, "Eat it."

"Um."

Yu Qingtang's face had few superfluous expressions, she held up the spoon and ate the wontons in small bites, her expression focused, and she looked no different from last time. But Cheng Zhanxi can see that she has a bad appetite, and it is not Cheng Zhanxi who feels good about herself that can cause her mood swings, but infers from the facts that she is the only one at present.

Cheng Zhanxi had mixed tastes, put down the spoon, the handle of the white porcelain spoon and the rim of the bowl collided with a slight bump.

Yu Qingtang paused imperceptibly and continued to eat step by step.

Cheng Zhanxi: "Mr. Yu."

Yu Qingtang put down the porcelain spoon politely and looked up at her.

Cheng Zhanxi looked into her eyes and said sincerely, "Did I cause you trouble?"

The light in the dining room was turned on, and Yu Qingtang's eyes seemed to have a wave of light in the center, and immediately returned to calm, and said succinctly: "No."

It's her own fault, nothing to do with Teacher Cheng.

Cheng Zhanxi said, "Could it be that Teacher Yu was so looking forward to today's breakfast that he didn't sleep well?"

Yu Qingtang opened her mouth and was speechless for a moment.

She didn't sleep well because of breakfast, but it wasn't anticipation, it was fear, anxiety, and an inexplicable sigh like fate.

Yu Qingtang gave a wry smile in her heart, nodded docilely, and followed Cheng Zhanxi's words: "Mr. Cheng said yes."

Cheng Zhanxi heard the bitterness hidden in her calm voice, and felt more and more bored in her heart, so sad that her eyes were almost red.

The table in the restaurant is not too wide, Cheng Zhanxi leaned forward, stretched out his arms, and stroked his fingers under the corners of Yu Qingtang's eyes, seeing the red bloodshots in the whites of her eyes more clearly, and said in a gentle voice, "Teacher Yu has finished eating. Let's sleep a little longer for breakfast."

Yu Qingtang moved his lips and said softly, "I'm going to school to watch the morning reading."

Cheng Zhanxi persuaded: "You are neither a Chinese teacher nor an English teacher, you will be fine if you don't go for a day." Before Yu Qingtang could answer, she said, "Can you have a good morning class with your mental state?"

Yu Qingtang murmured and told the truth: "I... can't sleep."

Cheng Zhanxi didn't ask why, the reason was probably related to her.

She thought for a while and said, "Would you like to sleep with me?"

Yu Qingtang's eyes widened involuntarily.

Cheng Zhanxi said gently: "Try it, maybe a different environment will be better. Didn't you sleep soundly in the car before?"

Yu Qingtang felt that the logic seemed a little wrong, but thinking about it, it seemed to make sense. But she was a little repulsive to sleeping at Cheng Zhanxi's house. Yesterday, she felt that Teacher Cheng had taken up too much of her private space. Now she has to sleep here, so why not just move in?

"No, thank you, Teacher Cheng." Yu Qingtang said, "But I will follow your advice and go back to school for a while."

Cheng Zhanxi smiled: "You're welcome."

Yu Qingtang finished her breakfast, walked to the door, turned around, and sincerely thanked again,

Cheng Zhanxi pulled the corner of his lips naturally, not letting her see the reluctance in her smile.

After Yu Qingtang's back disappeared behind the door of 2101, Cheng Zhanxi also closed the door, a deep sense of powerlessness hit his heart.

For Yu Qingtang, the process of opening her heart is also a painful process, and she must fall into such a predicament and struggle. Cheng Zhanxi didn't regret it, but just felt uncomfortable. She didn't know how to accompany her through the past and how to relieve her pain.

Yu Qingtang squinted intermittently for a while at home, and woke up feeling dizzy for a while, she washed her face with cold water, and finally regained some form.

***

"Mr. Yu asked for leave?" Yang Li asked in disbelief when she saw the empty desk next to Cheng Zhanxi.

"No." Cheng Zhanxi vigorously said, "She is resting at home, she will come later."

Before Yang Li could drive the train in her mind, she heard Cheng Zhanxi ask her, "Does Teacher Yang have any cure for insomnia?"

"You have insomnia?" Yang Li took a closer look at her face and found that she was listless.

"It's not me, it's Teacher Yu."

"Oh." Yang Li said, "I don't have much insomnia, but I heard that some people eat that... It seems to be called melatonin?"

"Apart from drugs?"

Yang Li said, "When Teacher Ge is here, let me help you and ask her." Although Yang Li felt that Ge Jing's suggestion was probably to fall asleep. The mother-fetal list is the mother-fetal list. The imagination is three days and three nights in the novel. How can the reality be so exaggerated, and I am not afraid of friction and fire.

Ge Jing really euphemistically expressed her suggestion: "Holding to sleep makes her feel safe, should she be able to fall asleep?"

Yang Li silently added in her heart: It's absolutely embarrassing to hold together.

However, Teacher Cheng and Yu Qingtang were young and healthy. They mingled oil in honey and raging fire. They hugged each other sticky. The psychological enjoyment outweighed the actual discomfort, so they didn't say it.

Cheng Zhanxi went to the doctor in an emergency, and sought help from all parties in the circle of friends. The beginning was a classic: "I have a friend..."

She was telling the truth, and as a result, friends commented on the joke:

[Is that friend you mentioned really yourself? 】

[We Xixi can lose sleep [surprised] [surprised] [surprised]]

Cheng Zhanxi rolled his eyes back in his heart: You Xixi will still be trapped by love, can't you imagine?

She simply recognized the pot and re-posted a circle of friends: [I have been insomnia recently, give me some advice, and swallow all the nonsense in my stomach]

Many friends sent greetings in private chat and provided methods.

Some said exercise, serious and informal exercise, some said taking medicine, going to the doctor, Cheng Zhanxi ruled them out one by one according to Yu Qingtang's situation, and finally she clicked into Jin Siyue's chat box, Jin Siyue said. Siyue sent her a link, but Cheng Zhanxi didn't read it carefully and clicked in directly.

A link to buy a **** toy pops up.

Cheng Zhanxi: "..." [Cheng Zhanxi]: Is this a contemporary female idol? ? ?

[Jin Siyue]: I, a top-level traffic person, will give you practical advice in busy announcements, and treat it like a donkey’s liver and lungs.

[Jin Siyue]: Don't you think you fall asleep very fast every time you finish that? I rely on it to relieve my work pressure, but I will not be sensitive if I use it too much. You use it every few days and come with a different pattern. I will send other toys back to you. I will be busy first, and I will tell you later.

[Cheng Zhanxi]: ...

The truth is this, but if she gave Yu Qingtang this thing, her scalp started to tingle now.

[Cheng Zhanxi]: To tell the truth, she is my friend, she is more conservative, this method is not very good

[Jin Siyue]: Are you sure you are conservative? What if it's boring? How old is your friend?

[Cheng Zhanxi]: Half a year older than me

[Jin Siyue]: What! It's been 8102 years, and there are women who are almost thirty and haven't enjoyed this kind of happiness yet? Quickly Amway her, the liberation of women starts from me and starts from my side!

Regardless of other things, from a practical point of view, self-sufficiency does help sleep. Cheng Zhanxi replied to her: [I think about it]

Yu Jianxing sent a private chat ten minutes later, the content was simple and rude: [Ziwei]

[Cheng Zhanxi]: Crape Myrtle's style commentary was murdered, is it still miserable for Lagerstroemia

[Yu Jianxing]: Sisters, they are all thousand-year-old foxes...

[Cheng Zhanxi]: Hahahahaha

Cheng Zhanxi came into contact with small toys because of curiosity when he first became an adult, but he hasn't touched them for many years. Now, after searching on the Internet, um, technology is developing with each passing day, and women are learning to love themselves more and more, which is a good phenomenon.

Yu Qingtang came in from outside the office, Cheng Zhanxi alertly snapped the phone screen inside, and safely returned to the main interface.

She smiled at Yu Qingtang and said hello naturally: "Is Teacher Yu asleep?"

Yu Qingtang nodded: "I slept for a while, thank you Teacher Cheng."

Cheng Zhanxi: "How many times have you thanked me in the morning, don't be so outspoken." She beckoned to Yu Qingtang, who spontaneously walked around the table and walked to her.

Cheng Zhanxi put the phone upside down on the table, got up to see the red blood in her eyes, it was better than in the morning, but still a lot.

"Mr. Yu, if you want, I'll take you to exercise at night?"

Ge Jing, who was a front-line candy eater, was caught off guard and was thrown at the high speed, spraying the car exhaust.

Seeing Yu Qingtang's resistance, Cheng Zhanxi said, "It's not long, one hour, no, half an hour is enough."

Ge Jing was thrown off by the car and was greatly disappointed: It's only half an hour, can Teacher Cheng be so bad?

Yang Li thought enviously: at least half an hour, it really is a young man.

There was someone in the office, Cheng Zhanxi didn't want to be blatantly coquettish, so he took Yu Qingtang's hand and held it in his hand, his fingertips softly digging into her palm, with a pitiful expression, and mouth shape: "Try it, let's try it?"

Yu Qingtang's expression was subtle.

She returned to her seat, typed and asked Cheng Zhanxi: [What kind of sport are you talking about? 】

If Cheng Zhanxi understood something.

[I'm talking about night running, what kind of sports are you thinking of? 】

"The other party is typing" popped up intermittently at the top of the screen, but no news came in, which confirmed Cheng Zhanxi's guess.

Cheng Zhanxi seriously considered the suggestions put forward by Jin Siyue and Yu Jianxing.

After a long time, Yu Qingtang's news came back: [Half an hour? 】

She chose to skip the previous question.

Cheng Zhanxi saw through everything, hooked his lips, and typed: [Yes]

Yu Qingtang looked at the screen in thought.

After a while.

[Yu Qingtang]: Can you do it in ten minutes?

Cheng Zhanxi looked at it and almost slipped under the table with a smile. She shook her shoulders, turned the computer screen over, covered herself properly, and hid behind to snicker.

[Cheng Zhanxi]: OK

What troubled Yu Qingtang most was insomnia. She didn't want to completely distance herself from Cheng Zhanxi, and at the same time, she didn't want her to go further. She intuitively felt that something dangerous would happen. It's just a ten-minute walk together at night. If it can relieve insomnia, she thinks it is within the acceptable range.

Yu Qingtang rarely regrets it. In just two weeks, she has regretted it twice. The first time was to invite Li Lan and the others to eat hot pot, and the second time was to promise Cheng Zhanxi to run at night.

She knew her physical strength was poor, but she never thought it would be so bad.

That night, Yu Qingtang watched the students' evening self-study at school, and returned to the 21st floor of Building 19, Mingmen Mansion. Cheng Zhanxi came out of 2102 with the door open and called her: "Mr. Yu is running?"

Yu Qingtang nodded: "Wait a minute, I'll change my clothes."

She changed into light gray sportswear, with a warm and pure temperament, her long black hair that was loose was tied in a ponytail, and her bangs were all combed back, revealing a smooth and full white forehead. He was younger, looking only in his early twenties.

Cheng Zhanxi stood beside her, dressed in a white sports suit, her chestnut hair was simply held together, her neck was slender and fair, and her face was extremely bright, more like a mature sister of Meiyu.

Cheng Zhanxi pressed the elevator.

Yu Qingtang stared at the figure of the woman reflected in the elevator door without blinking. She was tall and slender. When she regained her senses, she felt that this was inappropriate. She might have insomnia again tonight, and it was too late to look away.

The elevator has arrived. Cheng Zhanxi asked her to go first, and she followed one step behind.

Yu Qingtang pulled the zipper of the sportswear jacket up to the top of the neckline, hid his chin, put his hands in his pockets, and looked down at the ground.

"Mr. Yu."

"Um?"

"are you cold?"

"..." Yu Qingtang turned her head slightly, glanced at her, and said in a low voice, "It's not cold."

"Then you hide so tightly?" Cheng Zhanxi joked deliberately, "We're not going to be thieves when we go out for a run."

Yu Qingtang still hid half of her face, insisting on something silently.

Cheng Zhanxi stopped talking and let her lower her head.

At the front desk, Miss Xianyu hid her hands on the table below, and rushed over to greet the two of them, "Miss Cheng..." She almost didn't recognize Yu Qingtang, who was beside her with her head bowed, and after a two-second pause, Fang said, " Miss Yu, good evening."

Cheng Zhanxi smiled generously: "Good evening."

Yu Qingtang stopped, looked at her, and nodded faintly.

Miss Xianyu greeted: "Are you two going out for a run?"

Cheng Zhanxi said, "Yes."

As she spoke, she followed Yu Qingtang's steps and went out of the building.

The air quality in Sicheng is fairly good. You can see the stars in the sky surrounded by the moon, and the place where the street lights can't shine is also a bright moonlight, covered with a layer of silver.

Yu Qingtang lifted her face a little from her neckline, her eyes darkened in the moonlight, and asked, "Ten minutes count from going downstairs or running?"

"All right, I'll listen to you."

"Go downstairs and start the calculation." Yu Qingtang said with the aim of a quick solution.

"Then we have to start running from now on. For the first part of the journey, let's run to Swan Lake." Cheng Zhanxi was afraid that she would be cautious, so she ran backwards with small steps. When she saw Yu Qingtang lift her legs, she turned around. , lead the way ahead.

In order to take care of Yu Qingtang's physical fitness, she deliberately slowed down and looked back at each other from time to time.

Maybe 100 meters or less than 200 meters, she couldn't hear the footsteps behind her. Looking back, Yu Qingtang was parked under a street lamp not far away.

Cheng Zhanxi: "?"

She got closer and found Yu Qingtang gasping for breath.

Cheng Zhanxi: "..."

Cheng Zhanxi tried his best to hold back his smile and asked gently, "Is Teacher Yu tired?"

Yu Qingtang's fair cheeks were flushed, but there were sports factors to cover it up, so she didn't try to be stubborn, and said, "It's a little bit, running and walking don't feel the same."

She was also a little out of breath when walking on the mountain road on Sunday, but she didn't feel so tired at the time.

Cheng Zhanxi followed her words and said, "It's very different." She also thoughtfully found Yu Qingtang a step down, "People who don't usually exercise are like this when they start exercising, it's normal."

Yu Qingtang: "Then let's take a break?"

Cheng Zhanxi said yes.

After running less than 200 meters, I took a two-minute break.

In the second 200 meters, Yu Qingtang was out of breath. She pressed her right lower rib with her hand, her brows knitted tightly, and her facial muscles twisted slightly in pain.

Cheng Zhanxi didn't dare to take her for a run anymore. The two walked to Swan Lake and walked back. Cheng Zhanxi didn't sweat a single drop of running at night for the first time. Not to mention Yu Qingtang, her face was white and red. It was her original skin color, and the red one was embarrassing.

The two said good night to each other at the entrance of the corridor, and went home to take a bath and sleep.

Cheng Zhanxi made up a few sets of indoor exercises and stepped on the elliptical machine for half an hour to consume the excess calories today. Yu Qingtang was alone in the living room, using the cold backs of her hands to cool her increasingly hot face.

Exercise is something that requires positive motivation and complements one's own abilities. If a person is good at sports, the possibility of her falling in love with sports will be greatly increased, on the contrary, there will be resistance. Yu Qingtang took off the light gray tracksuit and threw it into the washing machine, without even looking over there.

She has few things she really hates, and running is one of them now.

Yu Qingtang went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water to relieve herself. She took her pajamas and walked to the bathroom, passing by the mirror of the bathroom, and was slightly taken aback.

In the mirror, she was bulging her cheeks unconsciously, like a little girl with a temper.

Yu Qingtang raised her hand to touch her face, and her fingertips ran across her face from top to bottom.

She closed her eyes and regained her calm.

The sound of water in the bathroom rang.

Her mind was still in a mess, she was restrained and entangled with chaos. Yu Qingtang lay down on the bed in her bedroom for a few hours with her eyes closed. When the alarm clock rang, she woke up from that state of being sleepy but not sleeping. Brows between his brows, he propped up his upper body and sat on the head of the bed, and opened the automatic curtains.

It was getting late, and it was pitch black outside.

Yu Qingtang washed and changed clothes step by step. After getting dressed, she came out of 2101. The door on the opposite side was closed. She stared at it for a while, and then she raised her foot when she heard the sound of the elevator arriving.

After entering the elevator, Yu Qingtang bit her lip and sent a message to Cheng Zhanxi.

[Yu Qingtang]: I went to work

Cheng Zhanxi was behind 2102's cat's eye, watching her disappear into the corridor, and seeing this news was both soft and aching.

[Cheng Zhanxi]: Okay, I'll go later

As soon as Yu Qingtang got out of the elevator, the news jumped out. Her fingertips stayed on the virtual keyboard for a few seconds, and she replied with a single word: [En]

Yu Qingtang didn't go to school directly, but ate a bowl of Qianshan rice noodles near an office building, and she would come here occasionally. At half past six, she walked in the direction of the school and changed the road. The old bicycle repair booth on the corner of the road came into view, and a familiar figure squatted beside the white-haired and black-haired grandfather.

The pale dawn gave her a halo, and the woman in white casual clothes looked hazy and beautiful.

There was a stainless steel thermal insulation bucket on the ground in front of her. Cheng Zhanxi opened the thermal insulation bucket, and magically transformed into a dinner set from behind, opened the box and took out a pair of chopsticks.

The old man took the chopsticks, took out a dumpling from the heat preservation bucket and blew it.

The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes piled together with laughter, and he opened his mouth to bite down half of it, and before he could finish chewing, he ate the other half.

Cheng Zhanxi turned to Yu Qingtang, unable to see her expression, but could vaguely see the corners of her lips raised.

After the old man ate two, he reluctantly covered it and saved it for lunch.

Cheng Zhanxi put the chopsticks in the stainless steel box and left them with him.

The two communicated silently in sign language for a while. Cheng Zhanxi said that he was going to school and stood up on his knees.

After walking a few steps, he saw Yu Qingtang, who was directly opposite, with dark and quiet eyes, and I didn't know how long he had been watching.

"Mr. Yu!" she exclaimed in surprise, smiling instinctively.

Yu Qingtang came over and said hello, "Mr. Cheng, good morning." She glanced at the car repair booth.

Cheng Zhanxi said, "I cooked some dumplings in the morning, and brought one for my grandfather. He eats some steamed buns and pickles for three meals a day. I can't bear it."

Yu Qingtang couldn't hear the emotion: "Mr. Cheng is very kind."

Kindness is a good word to write on paper, but it always sounds weird when you say it, more irony than praise. Knowing that Yu Qingtang definitely didn't mean that, Cheng Zhanxi touched the goosebumps on his arm, and said with a begging smile, "Mr. Yu, don't say that."

Yu Qingtang was noncommittal, looked at the school gate diagonally opposite, stepped forward, and said lightly as he walked: "You go to accompany him every other day, won't he be sad after you leave?"

Cheng Zhanxi was stunned for a moment, only to realize that "he" was referring to the old grandpa at the car repair booth.

Cheng Zhanxi didn't understand Yu Qingtang's logic very well, and said, "Apart from parents, relatives and lovers, no one should accompany each other for the rest of their lives, right? Even relatives, we can only accompany for half of our lives, and most of us are alone. ."

Yu Qingtang gave her a deep look.

Since what you have is destined to be lost, why should you have it?

Cheng Zhanxi added: "If everyone is afraid that the other person will be sad because of their loss, and doesn't show kindness, wouldn't this society be cold? On the contrary, if everyone makes the people around them feel love and warmth, he will not because He has more and more love, and the most important thing is that he himself has become a light source. When a person can warm himself, the people around him will gain strength from him. You have Haven't heard a word?"

Yu Qingtang moved her thin lips and asked softly, "What?"

Cheng Zhanxi said seriously: "Love can be passed on."

Yu Qingtang was quiet for a long time.

The trees in the school began to lose their leaves, and when they swept, there were new ones, and there was a crisp sound of broken leaves when the feet stepped on them.

Cheng Zhanxi leaned at her and said, "Are you trying to laugh at me?"

Yu Qingtang shook her head.

Cheng Zhanxi smiled nonchalantly: "Laugh if you want, it doesn't matter, I have a nickname called Walking Chicken Soup in the circle of friends."

Yu Qingtang didn't speak and looked at her.

Cheng Zhanxi said with a magnanimous expression, "but I don't think it's bad."

Yu Qingtang looked at her for a long time and said, "Mr. Cheng is a..."

Cheng Zhanxi grabbed the words and said, "Can we not use the word kindness?"

The corners of Yu Qingtang's lips were upturned, but with a slight sigh in her eyes looking at the leaves, she said, "...a special person."

Especially because she was reluctant to treat her like other people, ruthlessly rejected her for a thousand miles, and couldn't bear to see her showing sad and sad eyes.

Yu Qingtang stepped up the steps and headed to the office, ending the topic.

In the evening, Cheng Zhanxi asked Yu Qingtang to run at night, but she was rejected. Yu Qingtang now has a psychological shadow on running, and she would rather lose sleep until dawn than go downstairs to be ashamed.

She did not deliberately keep a physical distance from Cheng Zhanxi, nor did she refuse her request for a meal. She kept it as it was, but she firmly drew the line between the two in her heart. Don't think about it, trying to relieve her insomnia symptoms in this way.

The effect is minimal.

The last time she had such frequent insomnia was after the college entrance examination. After the results came out, the admissions teachers of the two top 2 schools called home. Grandfather, who has always been stern and serious, smiled at everyone, and grandma Fang Wenjiao smiled so much that her eyes narrowed. The family, who was usually not enthusiastic, was like the grandparents of ordinary people, and enjoyed a period of family happiness during the summer vacation of the third year of high school.

During the day, Yu Qingtang studied schools and majors earnestly, and went on a field trip with her grandfather. At night, she spent the whole night without insomnia, pricked her ears, opened the door, and waited for Wei Tingyu's call.

She is like Xiang Tianyou now, but she chose the opposite path to him, being a "good child".

The summer vacation was over, and in the end, she didn't wait for the phone call or the person's words. A person dragged a suitcase into the university and reported that day after day, the symptoms of insomnia gradually improved, and then returned to normal.

Unexpectedly, now...

Yu Qingtang closed his eyes and comforted himself with bitterness: at least it wasn't as serious as last time.

She was used to the days when she had no distractions and could fall asleep as soon as she closed her eyes. Once she had something in her heart, she would suffer several times of backlash, making her sleepless all night, even if she had no specific thoughts at all.

The phone on the bedside table vibrated.

Yu Qingtang opened her eyes and looked at the digital clock on the bedside table with clear eyes.

3:17.

[Cheng Zhanxi]: Is Teacher Yu asleep?

Yu Qingtang looked at the sender, checked the time in the upper right corner of the phone again in disbelief, and turned on the desk lamp.

3:19.

[Yu Qingtang]: No, why are you still not sleeping?

[Cheng Zhanxi]: I am thirsty, get up and drink a glass of water

[Yu Qingtang]: Go to sleep after drinking

Yu Qingtang saw that "the other party is typing" was displayed at the top of the screen, and quickly disappeared.

Yu Qingtang judged that she might have fallen asleep in seconds, so she put down her phone and continued to close her eyes.

ding dong ding dong --

The doorbell rang faintly in Yu Qingtang's ear, she listened carefully, it really was the doorbell of her house. Yu Qingtang sat up from the bed, put on a coat, opened the bedroom door, walked all the way through the living room, and walked to the entrance. After confirming that the person outside the door was indeed Cheng Zhanxi, he opened the door.

Cheng Zhanxi stood at the door, wearing a smoky pink pajamas and pajamas with bears printed on it. He just woke up with long hair and fluffy. He opened his eyes and said nonsense, "Mr. Yu, I can't sleep."

Yu Qingtang: "..."

The two stood in a stalemate for a moment.

Cheng Zhanxi didn't wear a coat, and stood dry in the corridor in winter, his lips turned white from the cold.

Yu Qingtang said, "...I'll take you back."

She took a windbreaker from the vertical hanger at the entrance and put it on Cheng Zhanxi.

"Did you bring the key?" Yu Qingtang asked one more question before coming out.

Cheng Zhanxi said, "I brought it."

Yu Qingtang nodded.

At the door of 2102, Cheng Zhanxi opened the door and invited Yu Qingtang in.

Yu Qingtang came here for I don't know how many times, and he couldn't sleep anyway, this was one of the "status quo" to keep, so he came in without much resistance.

Cheng Zhanxi turned on the air conditioner in the living room, and warm air came out from the air outlet.

She let Yu Qingtang sit on the sofa, went to the kitchen to warm up two glasses of milk, one for each person, and two insomniacs drank it.

Yu Qingtang doesn't like to talk. Since Cheng Zhanxi has been silent, she simply doesn't speak, sitting on the sofa and sipping hot milk.

Cheng Zhanxi went to cut another plate of fruit and put it on the coffee table.

Cheng Zhanxi put two cushions on the floor in front of the sofa.

Cheng Zhanxi walked around, constantly holding snacks, drinks, etc.

Yu Qingtang held the milk in both hands, her jet-black eyes turned around with her, thinking of nothing.

She just looked at her.

Her heart was empty, but full, so she couldn't think, she didn't have to think, she just needed to follow her figure.

Cheng Zhanxi asked her to get off the sofa and sit on the cushion, and Yu Qingtang obeyed obediently.

Cheng Zhanxi walked to the opposite wall and turned on the TV.

Yu Qingtang raised her head, her pupils were clear, she watched the woman fold her arms with one hand, and selected a TV series with the remote control.

The TV show has begun.

Cheng Zhanxi turned off the lights in the living room, and Yu Qingtang's vision suddenly fell into darkness, only the faint light from the TV.

Cheng Zhanxi sat next to her, took a thin blanket in his hand, and spread it over the two's legs.

Then she opened a package of potato chips and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

Yu Qingtang consciously did not resist, and said obediently, "Eat."

Cheng Zhanxi picked up a piece of Tom Yum Kung-flavored potato chips and handed them to her lips, Yu Qingtang bit the edge carefully, avoiding Cheng Zhanxi's slender fingers, took the potato chips like a hamster, and held it with her fingers. , eat it in small bites.

The corners of Cheng Zhanxi's lips curled into a smile, concealed by a dim light, her smile was a little more presumptuous.

Cheng Zhanxi opened a bottle of orange juice, inserted the straw, and put it in her hand.

The TV series was specially found by Cheng Zhanxi on the Internet. It is a shoddy idol drama. From the leading role to the supporting role, the appearance and acting skills are all not online. The reverse Amway netizen commented, "If you don't fall asleep for ten minutes, I will lose!"

In fact, the effect of the movie is better. Cheng Zhanxi has seen several difficult and difficult movies. The tone is dim and the narrative rhythm is slow. Once opened, he fell asleep once, without exception. But compared to the movie and TV series, there is an extra layer of ambiguous meaning. To be on the safe side, she still chose the TV series.

Yu Qingtang took the small plastic fork handed by Cheng Zhanxi and ate the fruit on the plate, watching TV while eating.

"Does it look good?" Cheng Zhanxi asked her.

Yu Qingtang: "It's okay." She picked up the orange juice at hand and stared at the TV in front of her.

Cheng Zhanxi thought for a while: "Mr. Yu, is watching TV the same as listening to music?" Yu Qingtang used to say that she just listened to music.

Yu Qingtang: "Huh?"

Cheng Zhanxi looked at her with one hand on her cheek, and said with a smile: "Watch the fun."

Yu Qingtang almost choked on the orange juice, she swallowed it slowly and evenly in small mouthfuls, and said as usual, "Almost."

"Then we're about the same."

"Huh?" Yu Qingtang was immune to her "almost" theory, and continued to watch TV without turning to look at her.

Cheng Zhanxi smiled to himself and said, "I like liveliness." While speaking, she had already opened a bag of beef jerky, handed it forward, Yu Qingtang took it naturally, and politely fed her a piece of mango.

"Mr. Yu, I want to eat pears." Cheng Zhanxi tapped the fruit plate in front of him with his chin.

Yu Qingtang doesn't care about her prudence in this kind of thing, she cuts all the fruits.

Yu Qingtang fed her a mouthful of pears.

The sound of the TV continued to ring, Yu Qingtang was very slow in eating snacks, and it took a long time to finish a bag of potato chips with Cheng Zhanxi. She ate a small portion, and Cheng Zhanxi ate most of it.

Her dull nerves suddenly became clear for a short time, and she asked Cheng Zhanxi, "Mr. Cheng, what time is it?"

Cheng Zhanxi glanced at his phone and said without changing his face, "It's just been ten minutes. Do you want to eat shredded eel with honey sauce?"

"Eat." Yu Qingtang said, "but don't eat too much, I'm a little full."

Cheng Zhanxi opened a small bag for her and watched her yawn long.

We all know that yawning is contagious.

Yu Qingtang resisted the urge to yawn, her eyes were sore from sleep, and said, "Mr. Cheng sleepy?"

Cheng Zhanxi sighed and said, "What's the use of being sleepy, it's not like I can't sleep in bed."

Yu Qingtang felt the same way and agreed.

Cheng Zhanxi: "Let's finish watching this episode. You eat first, if you don't have enough."

As she said that, she yawned again.

Yu Qingtang covered her mouth with her empty hand and yawned, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

Cheng Zhanxi put one hand on the edge of the sofa on Yu Qingtang's back, as if he was half-holding her in his arms.

Cheng Zhanxi yawned all day long, Yu Qingtang and her yawned duet, watching the TV, her vision became more and more blurred, her mind was drowsy, she put the half eaten eel shredded packaging bag on the table, and people subconsciously went to her. She shrank in the warm blanket. Cheng Zhanxi pulled the blanket up and wrapped it tightly around her shoulders.

The voice of the TV series was turned down and became the background sound.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Cheng Zhanxi's left shoulder sank slightly, and Yu Qingtang fell asleep on her shoulder.

Cheng Zhanxi listened to the breathing in his ear becoming even and long, and tilted his head to drop a gentle kiss on the woman's forehead.