matchmaking

After Qiao Jing sorted out the contract, the hour hand had already reached one o'clock in the morning.

The floor lamp and the computer screen light are sympathetic, and they are the main light source in the room.

I don’t know when the moonlight came. It climbed to the corner of the window sill and landed on the white-glazed porcelain pot at the end of the table. It was divided into such a small bunch by the gap in the curtain that was not closed. It was covered in white, like a cold snake.

It always accompanied him through such nights.

The room is quiet and quiet, only the second hand is taking small steps, ticking like rain in the early morning.

The coffee is less than half drunk and has been cooled by the air conditioner.The entrance is bitter and cold, making it difficult to swallow.

Qiao Jing put down the coffee, got up and went to the living room to pour a cup of boiling water, only to arrive at the living room, followed by a series of hasty doorbells.

He looked through the cat's eyes, and turned the lock to open the door.

The sensor light slowly dimmed, and Luo Youning stood outside the door in pajamas and barefoot.

He looked around in fear, and when the door opened he rushed in, almost bumping into Qiao Jing's arms.

Qiao Jing was knocked back a big step by him, and then hurriedly raised his hand to wrap around the man's waist, and he heard the incoherent words in the man's mouth: "...he...it's him! It's really him who's back! It's him came back!"

Qiao Jing raised her hand to pat his back, her tentacles were wet and covered in cold sweat.He tried to keep his voice as low as possible, his voice was as deep and melodious as a midnight cello: "You Ning, you're fine, you're fine."

Qiao Jing stretched out her arms to close the door, then turned on the light in the living room, and led him to sit down on the sofa.

Warm and bright lights drive away the coldness of the night.

Luo Youning stared at the front in a daze with a face full of shock.

Qiao Jing stayed with him for a while, then stood up again: "Go take a bath, I'll make you a cup of milk."

Luo Youning grabbed his hand at once.

Qiao Jing lowered her head, her eyes just met his eyes.

"Don't go," Luo Youning lowered his head in embarrassment, and whispered, "You can stay with me for a while, okay?"

Put the milk in a pot over water and heat it over a warm fire, and the house is brightly lit outside.

Qiao Jing leaned against the door to accompany Luo Youning in the bathroom.

The bathroom door was open and the shower curtain was only half drawn.

The shower was splashing with hot water, and Luo Youning was done washing before the hot air overflowed.He washed in a hurry, the water on his body was still wet, and he reached for his clothes with his naked body.

Qiao Jing wanted to hand him the clothes, but she glanced at it from the corner of her eye, and hurriedly looked away: "The milk is almost ready, I'm going to turn off the fire."

The hot water dispelled the undecided panic, Luo Youning grabbed the towel to wipe his hair, and nodded hastily upon hearing this.

The milk is out of the pan and placed in porcelain bowls to cool.

He thought that Luo Youning only drank a little wine and didn't eat much at night, so he simply fried an egg and toasted two slices of bread for him.

When it was brought out, Luo Youning was standing at the door of the kitchen and poking his head: "Go to sleep. You don't need to make these for me..."

Qiao Jing's pajamas were still too wide for him, and the sleeves and trousers were folded several times.One side of the hair was not dried, and it was dripping with water.

Qiao Jing sighed secretly, took the towel around his neck and wiped off the drops of water for him: "You have been drinking all night, now eat something to pad your belly, and you can sleep well later."

Luo Youning was very obedient in front of him, and immediately sat down at the dining table with plates and bowls and started eating.

Qiao Jing poured a cup of hot water and sat opposite him to accompany him: "How long has it been since you slept well?"

Luo Youning was gurgling milk, when he heard this, he choked and coughed for a long time.

Qiao Jing took out a tissue and handed it to him: "Your president told me yesterday that you have been working overtime lately as if you were desperate."

Luo Youning then wiped the milk froth from the corner of his mouth with a tissue, and muttered softly: "It's not that exaggerated, we don't have to work overtime someday in our line of work."

Qiao Jing said: "Then you have to pay attention to your body."

Luo Youning wanted to refute, but no matter what, he couldn't tease as easily as before, so he could only say embarrassingly: "I will."

The last bite of bread was served with the milk that was still warm. After wolfing it down, the hunger was finally filled, and the sleepiness was long overdue.

Qiao Jing put away the bowls and chopsticks and threw them into the dishwasher. Looking back, she saw Luo Youning yawning profusely: "Go to sleep, the guest room is not cleaned. Sleep in my room tonight."

Luo Youning was naturally eager.

Qiao Jing brought him an air-conditioned quilt, and said: "Tomorrow, I will ask for leave and go home to pack my things. I will move to my place first."

Luo Youning had already climbed into bed, wrapped up like a silkworm baby.

Qiao Jing dimmed the bedside lamp: "Sleep, good night."

Luo Youning only showed his eyes and stared at him for a moment: "Aren't you sleeping?"

Qiao Jing reached out and touched his soft forehead hair: "I'm going to turn off the computer."

Maybe because of someone's company, Luo Youning fell asleep quickly.The time Qiao Jing turned around, the person on the bed was already snoring.

He turned off the light and went back to the study lightly.

The last bit of finishing work is completed, and the time has slipped to two o'clock in the morning.

Qiao Jing turned off the extra lights inside and outside the house, leaving only one in the corridor.

He was about to go back to the house to sleep, but he heard a knock on the door again.

knock--

Although the other party knocked very lightly and slowly, the voice was still clearly audible in the silence of the night.

After it stopped, it rang again after a while.

Knock—knock—

The sound is soft and slow.It seems that the hand knocking on the door is very weak, or the person knocking on the door outside the house is timid.

Qiao Jing looked out through the cat's eyes, the corridor was pitch black, and the sensor lights didn't bother to turn on.

Qiao Jing opened the door, and there was a tall figure curled up beside the door. The streetlight outside the window shone in, and it was like the shadow cast by a shoe rack.

Qiao Jing looked at it, but no one said a word.

After a while, Qiao Jing whispered: "He has always missed you."

The black shadow did not speak, and remained motionless like a still life.

Qiao Jing asked him: "You know that he is most afraid of these things, why bother to scare him?"

The black shadow still didn't speak, but the shadow shook slightly and curled up tighter.

Qiao Jing looked at him quietly for a long time, then went back to the house and locked the door again.

The cold street lamp invaded from outside the window and circled a small piece of its territory.

The black shadow moved and slowly stood up.

It was a tall and vague figure.

The moonlight also came slowly through the window, the streamer lights and shadows merged into one place, and the clear brilliance leaked through the shadows.