The days when I was targeted by the soul of actor A

The wooden house is divided into two floors, the lower part is the living room, kitchen and bathroom, and the upper part is one bathroom, one bedroom and the audio-visual room.

The design of the room is exquisite, the furniture looks old, and there are many small decorations, such as the black cat head night lamp by the bed, and the championship trophy of the junior group of the oil painting competition, all of which reveal that this is Qiaoyu will be a permanent place.

Qiao Yu followed Lin Yan, locked the door carefully, turned around and looked inside, not rushing in.

Scenes of him renovating the house with one hand and one foot flashed before his eyes, inspection, design, material selection, wiring, foundation, main body, decoration... The imaginary hut was completed, but the people who hoped to live here have disappeared.

...

"If you could go out, where would you like to go?"

"My house is finished, but you are gone."

...

In the hut in front of you.

Lin Yan turned on the big lamp in the living room and the small lamp on the road. The warm light shone in Qiao Yu's long eyes, reflecting Lin Yan's relaxed and curious silhouette in the room.

Omega stepped on the carpet with bare feet, the thin white ankles exposed at the bottom of the trousers had old scars, but his steps were free and relaxed, as if he should have lived here in the first place.

There was an overmolded key card on the fireplace, Omega took the key card down, took a look at it and chuckled nostalgicly.

Warm golden light spilled from the fireplace, finally waiting for Lin Yan to return home this time.

Qiao Yu sat on the sofa and looked at him, with an unconscious smile on his lips, as if someone who had trekked for a long time finally stepped on an oasis, his eyes were soft.

Lin Yan recalled the big words he had uttered back then, and turned around to ask Qiao Yu, "Is this 'Thoreau's house at Walden Pond'?"

"Hmm." Qiao Yu looked at him with a smile, "Don't you want it? I studied the blueprint for a long time before I drew it."

Lin Yan walked out of the living room and walked through the kitchen. On the way, he saw all kinds of traces left by Qiao Yu's long stay here - black and white Guabac pairs of cups, a set of ceramic dishes, and various fancy aprons, neatly sized Neat spices, greenery to tend to, and more.

All other utensils are double servings.

Lin Yan glanced sideways at Qiao Yu who was following him, "Do you come here often?"

"I'm usually here during my holidays." Qiao Yu remembered another thing he often came to do, without any specific explanation, saw Lin Yan's eyes fell on the pair of Starbucks cups, and took it down, ready to pour a cup of warm water for him He warms his hands.

The room is warm, even the kitchen and the bathroom are covered with carpets. Lin Yan doesn't feel cold when he walks barefoot on the carpets. The soft fur makes one's heart soft.

Lin Yan opened the curtain of the bathroom, and saw the single-sided glass all around at a glance. There were several stairs built in the corner, and the middle was hollowed out, which seemed to be a natural bathtub.

He saw a high-end brand of handmade soap in the corner at a glance, and the faint smell made him realize why he noticed this thing—it smelled of peach.

Lin Yan went up the stairs, took down the soap box, tapped lightly, and the box bounced open.

The two petals of peach soap inside have been used, and one of them is still dented with a big hole.

Lin Yan looked at the bathtub by the window in front of him. The bathtub intelligently stored water, emitting warm and ambiguous white smoke.

He instantly thought of Qiao Yu and others, and then he was amused by his own thoughts.

Qiao Yu came over holding the cup, lowered her head and lightly touched the rim with her thin lips. Feeling that the temperature was right, she handed it to Lin Yan. The corners of her lips curled slightly and she blinked, "I have always bought Yan For Yan's sake."

Lin Yan put the soap box aside, took the glass, and was warmed by the faint smell of red wine.

Unexpectedly, Lin Yan didn't flatter him, and even looked at him playfully with cat eyes, "You still use mine?"

Qiao Yu's eyes fell on the piece of peach soap that "accompanied" him for countless nights, he was stunned, then looked at Lin Yan and smiled deeply.

The deep meaning in his smile made Lin Yan retreat subconsciously, but it was Qiao Yu who held him back first, and the two of them fell into the pool with a plop, and the splash of water wet the steps.

The water in the pool was choppy, and Qiao Yu, who was at the bottom, hugged Lin Yan's waist and led him to sit up.

"Yan Yan wants to know?" Qiao Yu's long eyelashes were wet with water, and a few thick eyelashes were stretched at the end of her eyes, making her innocent eyes look even more innocent, "No one else, I used them all."

Lin Yan wiped off the water dripping from his face, and he could see him clearly. Then he watched his face magnify in front of his eyes, his ears felt warm, and the familiar voice hinted, "It's just that the usage is different."

Lin Yan stepped back vigilantly, looked at his eyes, and instantly understood, stretched out his hand and flattened him, "Get out!"

Qiao Yu pulled his claws off and pierced him, "Did Yanyan get jealous just now?"

"...Fart." Lin Yan pulled his hand angrily, but didn't pull it out.

"It's so cute." Qiao Yu seemed to see the cat's slave, hugging Lin Yan and lowering her head to rub against him, her wet curly hair was itchy.

Lin Yan was still pursing his lips tightly, but he couldn't help laughing after being rubbed by him like this.

Qiao Yu looked at him with slightly lowered eyelids, with smiles in her eyes, and suddenly raised her eyes to look out the window behind him, "Look, there are stars outside."

"?" Lin Yan followed his gaze and turned his head, but saw nothing except the shimmering lake light under the moonlight and the reflection in the room, "Where is it?"

He saw Qiao Yu approaching him in the hazy reflection of the glass, pressing his warm chest against his back.

Qiao Yu took his hand and touched the glass, and Lin Yan's reflection on the window left some finger marks, and he lowered his head and said frankly, "Here."

"...Get lost!" Lin Yan rewarded him with an elbow, only thinking that he had just been discharged from the hospital, and his subordinates withdrew most of their strength as soon as they started their movements.

Qiao Yu chuckled, and easily took his hand, "Okay, let's stop making trouble, here."

"What..." Lin Yan turned around in confusion, and then saw the thing he handed over——

The silver-white anklet is slender, with finely carved diamond pieces on it.

Upon closer inspection, those small diamonds were in the same shape as the star on Qiao Yu's bracelet, shining brightly under the light, as if a real star was being held in Qiao Yu's palm.

Just by looking at them, one can imagine how beautiful they would be dotted on Omega's ankles.

Lin Yan raised his eyes to look at him, and the person in front of him had long eyelashes drooping, making those already deep eyes extremely focused.

In the sucking darkness, his own small reflection looked back at him.

He heard Qiao Yu answer his question.

"Star."

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