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When Zhou Enyou woke up again, the car had already arrived at the door.

She got out of the car in a daze.

She stood up straight and was about to walk into the small yard. The moment she raised her eyes, she stopped dead in her tracks.

At home, there are lights.

She travels frequently on business, and the people who are poisonous scorpions don't come over because they find it boring and can't meet people.

She hadn't had a nanny in eight hundred years.

There are lights at home? !

Zhou Enyou suspected that there was a thief, or someone in the family got involved?

Zhou Enyou did not call the police, but became more alert. He took a wooden stick from the wall and nestled it in his hand, and then went directly to the door.

She opened the door.

The house was brightly lit, but there was no one around, so she observed it.

The slippers that were originally messy at the door were neatly placed in the shoe cabinet.

There was actually a bowl of fresh fruit on the table in the living room.

There is a neat row of mineral water under the table, the kind that can be easily reached when sitting on the sofa.

The lights in the kitchen were on, and the smell of food was faintly wafting out.

Zhou Enyou's hand holding the wooden stick became loose. She subconsciously thought that Zhou Sui Huai had come over. None of the poisonous scorpions knew how to cook, not even Bian Zhi. Only Zhou Sui Huai was good at cooking and liked to cook. .

She relaxed all over, took off her shoes, threw the things in her hands on the sofa, and didn't look towards the kitchen. She spread out on the sofa and shouted towards the kitchen, "Dad, I'm back."

She didn't pay attention to whether anyone responded, and said: "I'll eat boiled shrimps, big crabs, big pig's trotters, mandarin fish, clams with scallion oil, beef with water beads first..."

After all, he is still a child under twenty years old.

I haven’t seen my parents for a long time, and I always subconsciously want to act like a spoiled child.

It’s not that I really have such a good appetite, I just want to tell people my needs in a sticky manner, and I’m tired of having no one to talk to outside.

Zhou Enyou was lying on the sofa, his hair disheveled, his slender arms naturally stretched out of the sofa, his limbs relaxed and he complained: "Dad, I've been... so tired lately." '

"Take a rest when you are tired."

After Zhou Enyou said these words, her originally confused eyes widened in an instant. She looked at the white ceiling. After being silent for a few seconds, she put away her open hands and sat up slowly.

The lights in the house were bright. Zhou Enyou squinted his eyes and looked at Qin Chuli, who was standing outside the kitchen, wearing a black apron and holding a kitchen knife in his hand. He was silent for a long time.

Qin Chuli was originally waiting for Zhou Enyou to speak first.

But the other party never spoke.

He had no choice but to speak first, "The fingerprint code on the door was not changed, and I came in."

"As you said, big crabs, big pig's trotters, mandarin fish... can we eat it tomorrow? I'm making clams with scallion oil, boiled shrimps and boiled beef. You can eat it right after you take a shower."

This tone and behavior are as familiar as before, no one left first, and the two of them are still as familiar as before.

Qin Chuli is a decent man.

Zhou Enyou couldn't understand how this person could stand in front of her so shamelessly and say these words without any distraction.

But no matter how hard you figure it out, Zhou Enyou is also a decent person.

She is not an emotional person, nor can she do anything hysterical that would embarrass herself or make the other person look bad.

She stood up, picked up the bag on the sofa, and went straight into her room.

in the room.

Zhou Enyou went to take a shower, and when he was looking at the dark night outside in a daze, his phone vibrated again.

She picked up her phone and took a look. It was the old man who had messaged her, urging her to give her data. Zhou Enyou said "ok" and when she exited the interface, she saw several messages from her former classmates.

[Not a new student, but a student who dropped out before. 】

[I heard that on the first day he enrolled, he asked Lao Li for a graduate student application form. 】

[I feel like he could want to be like you, study all the subjects by himself in his freshman year, and then join Lao Li's scientific research group. 】

[Oh, I forgot to mention, this student who dropped out and then entered school is called Qin Chuli. 】