Cleanliness

Yu Qinghan has an obsession with cleanliness, but she only cares about making messes and doesn't know how to clean them up. She wants to be nicer to Xiao Tong on a whim. It's rare to remember Xiao Tong's birthday. She wanted to make a cake to make her happy, but Mo Xiyuan returned home halfway Draws away the past, leaving behind a messy empty living room.

Xiao Tong couldn't see the dirty, and couldn't see the waste, so he made himself a small cake with the top layer of clean flour, closed his eyes and tasted it, imagining it like extravagant hope, it turned out to be a bit like Yu Qinghan's craftsmanship, he was satisfied After eating a cake, I wiped the living room and kitchen spotlessly. When I noticed the time, it was already past midnight, and Xiao Tong's 28th birthday had just passed.

Xiao Tong knelt on the ground and wiped the floor for almost an hour, twice with a wet rag, and then twice with a dry rag. By the time he realized the time, he was too tired to stand upright, but he finally restored the house to its original state. .

She leaned on the sofa to borrow strength, sat down slowly, rubbed her waist and took a breath, her brows frowning into Chuan characters, and she exhaled slowly, stretched slowly, and finally recovered a little.

There is no movement of work, and the house alone is eerily quiet.

The living room of Xiao Tong's house is very large, because Yu Qinghan likes a spacious and bright living room.When I bought this house, Xiao Tong’s graduation project had just won an international award, and he got a small bonus. It is far from enough to buy a house in this area, but this house Xiao Tong immediately fell in love with. Thinking that Yu Qinghan would definitely like it, he gritted his teeth and sold the copyright and manuscript of that set of works cheaply, and finally got together the down payment.

Now that set of manuscripts has become an out-of-print work of art. As Xiao Tong's value has increased by more than a hundred times, far surpassing Xiao Tong's property, several colleagues who know the inside story are beating their chests for Xiao Tong, scolding Xiao Tong for being too young. Sensible, he was deceived by unscrupulous profiteers without knowing it, but Xiao Tong felt that it was worth it, nothing is more worthwhile than making Yu Qinghan happy.

This living room is connected to a large balcony of more than 20 square meters, with a wide field of vision and excellent scenery. Yu Qinghan really likes it very much, and Xiao Tong is very happy, but she actually doesn't like it very much.The living room is too big, empty, looking out from the balcony, it's empty, dark, too big, can't see the edge of darkness, Xiao Tong is sitting in the living room, only feeling scared.

When Yu Qinghan is not around, Xiao Tong would rather stay alone in his small room - not the big bedroom where she and Yu Qinghan slept, but Xiao Tong's own, a very small room, less than Three square meters can only accommodate a small bed one meter wide. There is no window, only one door, an iron door, no lock, and no opening. After entering the door, it is directly tied with an iron bolt. As long as she does not open the door, People from outside will never get in.

This room is as clean as a sterile ward in a hospital, with white walls, white beds and white floor tiles, and even the iron door is painted white. When the light is on, it is dazzlingly white.The entrance of the room is behind the large wardrobe in the cloakroom. No one knows that there is such a place in her house, not even Yu Qinghan. When Yu Qinghan doesn't come to Xiao Tong's house for the night, Xiao Tong hides here and sleeps alone , with the lights on, it was shining white, without any dark shadows, as if the light had penetrated into my heart, and I didn't even dare to disturb my nightmares.

In this world, Xiao Tong always needs to find a place where she can sleep peacefully without Yu Qinghan. Otherwise, for so many days and nights without Yu Qinghan in the past, closing her eyes would be a nightmare, 1 minute There is no peace, and life is too difficult.

Xiao Tong cannot be defeated, she promised her grandma that she will live well.

Yu Qinghan usually came to Xiao Tong's house before three o'clock in the morning, and would not come again after three o'clock. Xiao Tong sat on the sofa rubbing his waist and waited until quarter past three. It was quiet inside and outside the house. It's so high that you can't even hear the chirping of insects.After confirming that Yu Qinghan was going to spend the night outside, Xiao Tong had no expression on his face. He took his pajamas and went into the bathroom to take a bath. After washing, he went directly into his small room and locked the door from the inside. The world in front of him was only The pure whiteness isolates everything outside, even the silence.

Xiao Tong nestled on the small bed, curled up, hugged his knees with his arms, and slept very quietly, even his breathing was barely audible.

She slept peacefully, on the other side of the city, Yu Qinghan's carnival had just ended.

Mo Xiyuan returned to China with great difficulty, dragged Yu Qinghan and Chang Linran to experience the nightlife in China after ten years of absence, and went to the KTV where the three of them used to go, howling until after three o'clock in the middle of the night, all kinds of famous wines were like running water Send it in the same way, drink too much and howl enough, Mo Xiyuan lost the nobility and elegance of the day, leaned on the sofa with a blushing face, holding the wine bottle and watching Yu Qinghan sitting in front of the bar, singing with his hands on Limai.

Yu Qinghan sat on the high stool, tilted her head, and half-closed her eyes to look at the screen. She ordered a quiet love song. The original song was a male singer with a low voice. Hoarse and drunk, her voice is very suitable for singing love songs, gentle and low, as if she is speaking love words in someone's ear, coupled with her affectionate side face under the dim light, when she sings "I love you", she glances at Mo Xi Yuan's direction met her eyes. Mo Xiyuan looked at her, and his eyes were a little moist for a moment.

Yu Qinghan slowly closed the ending, gave Chang Linran a wink, and asked her to continue singing, then walked up to Mo Xiyuan, squatted down, and took down the bottomless red wine bottle in her hand.

"Yuhara, you're drunk."

"No. Xiaohan, I have been drunk for ten years, and I am sober today." Mo Xiyuan happily wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes, "Xiaohan, I really regret that I have been away for these ten years."

"Aren't you back now?" Yu Qinghan stroked her face and smiled, "Xiyuan, welcome home."

"Yeah, I'm back... I'm back... Fortunately, it's not too late..."

Mo Xiyuan couldn't drink as well as Yu Qinghan and Chang Linran, and was so drunk that he hugged Yu Qinghan's neck and talked nonsense. At one time, he said that it was too hard for him to be outside for ten years, at another time, he said that he was homesick, and finally that he was tired He leaned on Yu Qinghan's shoulder and muttered, "Yu...Yu..."

Yu Qinghan's heart melted when she heard her call "Yu", and she responded over and over again tirelessly, "I'm here, I'm here..." The voice was so soft that Chang Linran had goosebumps .

After Chang Linran sang the last song, he planned to help the drunk Mo Xiyuan back together with Yu Qinghan, but Yu Qinghan slapped her away before he stretched out his hand, "I don't need you, I will help her back by myself .”

"..." Chang Linran's good intentions were treated like a donkey's liver and lungs, and he simply slapped Yu Qinghan on the back, "Yu Qinghan, are you sick? Are you on guard?"

"Defense by day and night, it's hard to guard against house thieves, what if?" Yu Qinghan half-held Mo Xiyuan vigilantly and took a few steps away from Chang Linran, "Aran, this person came back after a long time, I can't let her come back from here again." I slipped away a second time."

"Yu Qinghan, are you fucking speaking in human language?" Chang Linran put aside the work in hand, ate and played with him all day, was half-tired, and was irritated by Yu Qinghan's nonsense before leaving After a pause, he simply put away his intention of being a good person to the end, and directly found a KTV driver to send him back. As for these two drunks?Let them die!

After the car drove a few meters away, Chang Linran looked at Yu Qinghan and Mo Xiyuan from the rear window, and only then did he think of someone else.

The real master is back, what about the fake Xiao Tong?How does Yu Qinghan plan to deal with it?

But seeing Yu Qinghan's focus on Mo Xiyuan now, she probably never imagined that there was a fake waiting for her attention.

Chang Linran walked for less than a minute, and the car from Yu's family who came to pick up Yu Qinghan also drove over. Yu Qinghan got Mo Xiyuan into the car, only to find out that it was the housekeeper himself who drove over to pick them up.

"Uncle Zhang, why are you here? Where's Xiao Li?" Yu Qinghan asked.

"Ms. Mo returned to China the first day, and the husband is worried. He is afraid that the miss will take Miss Mo to fool around in a dubious place. He asked me to watch over you. Don't play too far."

"Brother? I haven't reported this yet. My elder brother already knows that Xiyuan is back. The news is really well-informed." Yu Qinghan sneered, mocking her elder brother Yu Qingming for sending someone to follow her. At this time, Mo Xiyuan was sleeping soundly. Uncomfortable, moved a little, Yu Qinghan hurriedly comforted, and then signaled the butler to speak softer.

The butler was silent for a moment, and waited for Mo Xiyuan to fall asleep before saying, "Sir, you are worried about Ms. and Ms. Mo. Ms., Mr. is already in charge of the overall situation, and you are already busy enough. You are not too young, so you shouldn't always make Mr. worry so much."

"Okay, I see, Uncle Zhang, why are you nagging more and more?"

Hearing this, the butler sighed and stopped talking.

The car drove back to Yu's home, and Yu Qinghan helped Mo Xiyuan in, only to find her brother sitting on the sofa, waiting for no one knows how long.

Yu Qinghan thought that Yu Qingming was going to talk about herself again, and she was ready, but Yu Qingming glanced at Mo Xiyuan, who was supported by her, and waved her directly to let her go up.

"Yu...Yu..." Mo Xiyuan started talking in his sleep again.

"Hey, hey, I'm here, we're home, huh?" Yu Qinghan was delighted to be called out by Mo Xiyuan's nonsense, and walked upstairs with her in his arms.

This sleep didn't last long, Yu Qinghan settled Mo Xiyuan, took a bath, thinking that Mo Xiyuan said that he wanted to eat tiramisu made by Yu Qinghan in the morning, Yu Qinghan only stained the pillow After squinting for a while, he got up and made tiramisu for Mo Xiyuan.

"Oh, my second miss, I'm afraid Miss Mo won't be able to wake up under the sun, why don't you go and sleep a little longer? What cake are you going to make now?" The cook yawned and came over to help.

Yu Qinghan smiled and said: "It's just right to do it now, but if it's too late, Xi Yuan won't be able to eat it when he wakes up."

The tiramisu was ready and put it in the refrigerator to refrigerate. It was not yet eight o'clock in the morning, Yu Qinghan rarely got up early, had breakfast with Yu Qingming, and went upstairs to Mo Xiyuan's house for a walk. Looking at Mo Xiyuan, making sure she was still sleeping, he went downstairs again and turned on the TV in boredom.

There are no good programs in the morning, either political news or entertainment news, but entertainment news is always better than political news, Yu Qinghan tuned a gossip program casually, and yawned while watching it.

"Yesterday, Xiao Tong's birthday party, a well-known domestic fashion designer, was held in the sports center. Nearly a thousand fans attended, and even big names in the international fashion industry came to celebrate his birthday in person. Unfortunately, Xiao Tong himself should handle official business in Paris. Couldn't be there..."

Yu Qinghan yawned halfway, and suddenly there was a click, and his jaw dropped.

She endured the pain and put her chin back, and finally remembered that she had forgotten something important.

Yesterday was Xiao Tong's birthday.

Yu Qinghan personally agreed to Xiao Tong to celebrate her birthday.

Yu Qinghan doesn't like Xiao Tong, but she knows Xiao Tong consciously. According to Xiao Tong's temperament, probably last night, she stared at her and waited for her all night.

Besides, how could Xiao Tong sleep without himself.

Yu Qinghan quickly ran into the kitchen, cut out a small triangular piece from the tiramisu in the refrigerator, put it in a food box, and trotted out, "Aunt Huang, I won't be back for lunch, Xiyuan Xing You tell her that the cake is in the refrigerator, let her remember to eat it!"