Sad reminder Xiaobai

When spring comes quietly, summer will not be far away.

In the evening Zhou Ji walked along the street boredly.

The weather is getting warmer, summer clothes have been changed, and vendors on the street are closing their stalls. Obviously, Zhou Ji is not in high spirits at this time.

If you want to ask the reason, it may have to do with the scene you accidentally saw in the shop before.

Zhou Jijue's heart was extremely stuffy. Thinking about it, Zhou Hao seemed to be close to Liang Nuo and kissed her cheek just now, and Liang Nuo didn't intend to refuse.

No matter how I think about it, Zhou Ji also knows that Liang Nuo is probably willing.

But the more this happened, the more sad Zhou Jicai became, and he left the shop out of nowhere.

I lowered my head and looked at the bluestone road, my feet were a little tired after walking for a long time.

Looking for a bridge, sitting on the steps, leaning against the hard stone, looking up at the somewhat dim sky.

Zhou Ji had to admit that no matter how much he avoided it, he felt like being pricked by countless thin needles. Although there was no blood flowing, the pain made Zhou Ji a little out of breath.

Looking down at the slowly flowing water on the surface of the water, I was annoyed why I had to come to this kind of place, and I still made it like this now.

The more he thought about it, the more Zhou Ji complained in his heart, but the reality was that the sky was getting darker and the temperature dropped a lot.

The light reflected on the water surface slightly illuminates the willows hanging down on the water surface.

Zhou Ji became more frightened by himself, looked around and got up, seeing no one.

Thinking, if she doesn't go back now, Liang Nuo will be worried.

Alas, after returning the same way, Zhou Ji realized that he had traveled half of the town. Most of the shops were closed, and there were some faint lights.

Lowering his head, looking at the road, Zhou Ji thought, he should find a place to live by himself, otherwise, if he continues like this, if he accidentally becomes a bad person, then that would be bad, after all, Liang Nuo, it was hard for her There are people who are close.

The more he thought about it, Zhou Ji felt that if he moved out earlier, he wouldn't have so many strange ideas.

After walking for a long time, when I looked up, the moon was hanging above my head, and Zhou Ji had only found half of the road, but hunger actively urged Zhou Ji to go.

Zhou Ji didn't arrive at the door until his legs were a little numb. The lock was still on it, guessing that maybe Liang Nuo was still busy at this time.

Pitying himself for walking so far, Zhou Ji complained about his idiot behavior.

Opened the door with the key, entered the house, boiled water, washed, boiled three eggs, and settled the dinner.

When lying on the bed alone, Zhou Ji felt that the room was too bright and dazzling, so he turned off the oil lamp.

Lying on his side, looking at the half-opened window, Zhou Ji didn't close it because he didn't want to get up.

The light penetrating into the room made Zhou Ji feel very quiet.

The pain in my heart didn't diminish, on the contrary, it made Zhou Ji sad and wanted to go home.

Wrapped in a quilt and feeling stuffy, Zhou Ji didn't cover himself with the quilt, and lay on the bed with his eyes closed.

After finally falling asleep, he heard faint footsteps and dimly lit lights. Zhou Ji found himself covered with a quilt and looked at Liang Nuo who was writing something with a pen not far away.

My heart was inexplicably blocked, and I moved in, with my back to her.

After a while, the oil lamp was extinguished, and Liang Nuo lay beside him, and when he got closer, Zhou Ji would move, holding the quilt in his hands and placing it between the two of them.

Because the lights were turned off, Zhou Ji knew that Liang Nuo's eyes were not very good, so he looked at Liang Nuo half-closed.

Lying on Liang Nuo's side, Zhou Ji could feel Liang Nuo stretching out his hand to grab his wrist, and then the quilt was removed by her. She lowered her head and leaned close to her shoulder.

Zhou Ji didn't know what was wrong, and the only thought in his mind was to tell himself that he already had a boyfriend, and what he was still struggling with, it would be better to figure it out earlier, it would be good for everyone.

Leaning sideways, distanced himself, because of the suddenness, Liang Nuo was probably also a little confused, and called out softly, "Ah Ji."

Zhou Ji didn't reply, half of his face was buried in the quilt, and after a while, Liang Nuo probably thought that Zhou Ji had fallen asleep.

Liang Nuo beside him was not approaching, but just reached out to hold Zhou Ji's wrist.Zhou Ji turned around and flipped his hands, but Liang Nuo never let go.

So Zhou Ji had no choice but to let her hold it like this.

Confused like this, Zhou Ji fell asleep in a daze, and when he woke up in the morning, Liang Nuo had finished washing, Zhou Ji got up and put on his clothes.

Holding a wooden comb in his hand, Liang Nuo approached, sat aside and asked, "Ah Ji, let me comb your hair for you."

"No, no, no more." Just after saying this, Zhou Ji reacted, his voice became hoarse.

Guess, probably because I didn't cover the quilt last night and caught a cold.

Sure enough, when she heard it, she was a little worried, and said, "Why did your throat become like this? Ah Ji, what's wrong?"

Every time seeing her worry like this, Zhou Ji felt that he was very sorry for her.

Glancing over his head, he replied, "No, it's all right, it's just that the throat is a bit uncomfortable."

He took the wooden comb in her hand, turned his back to her and said, "Don't bother, I can do it myself."

I didn't go to see her expression, but listened to her reply, "Okay, I'll go to the kitchen and make some hot tea, it's good for Ah Ji's throat."

"kindness."

After tidying up, Liang Nuo held the rice bowl and the hot teacup, and said to Zhou Ji, "Ah Ji can't drink cold water these days."

Looking at the sunshine outside, it was rare for Zhou Ji not to refuse, but to reply "Okay, I will drink it."

Liang Nuo sat aside in surprise, eating, Zhou Ji didn't dare to say anything more, lest Liang Nuo guess something, then there would be trouble.

Going out, Zhou Ji rushed to take out the house in a carriage, Xiaoling was not in the yard, but Muqin was standing in front of the painting, watching with admiration.

"Your painting is very good."

Zhou Ji nestled lazily on a chair beside him, looking at the small green potted plants drying on the window sill.

Muqin approached in confusion, and asked, "What's the matter? You don't seem to be in a good mood?"

Zhou Ji rubbed his eyes, sighed, and said, "I want to find a room for myself to live in."

"Your voice is really harsh."

"You want to find a place to live. If you want to, I can consider letting you live in my yard."

"Really?"

Zhou Ji asked.

"Of course, but the price is calculated separately."

"Okay, when can I come over?"

Zhou Ji endured his hard-earned money and replied.

"Look at your urgency, you can do it whenever you want."

Because of Muqin's words, Zhou Ji easily solved the first problem, but then came the problem, how to tell Liang Nuo?

Zhou Ji hesitated for several days, and stopped going to the shop in the evening and returned early.

After tidying up the clothes, they put them back in a corner of the closet, boredly took a pen and paper, put them on the window sill, and drew boring plants and trees.

Just after dark, Zhou Ji lit the oil lamp, lay down on the cool chair, and accidentally fell asleep.

When he woke up again, he was already covered with a quilt, and Liang Nuo was wiping his hair.

Zhou Ji sat in a daze, watched Liang Nuo approaching, sat aside, and said, "Ah Ji, don't sleep on the cool chair next time, or you'll catch a cold."

Zhou Ji nodded, circling his legs, and said hesitantly, "Arnold. I might have to move out."

Liang Nuo turned her head, looked at it in surprise, and asked, "What happened at home?"

Zhou Ji shook his head, avoiding Liang Nuo's probing eyes, and replied, "It's because of painting, and I may have to stay there for a long time."

Liang Nuo didn't answer, put down the handkerchief to wipe his hair, looked at Zhou Ji for a long time, and asked, "Then, how long will it be before you come back?"

Zhou Ji couldn't figure out what Liang Nuo was thinking right now, but she felt that when she asked her when she would come back, it felt like asking when her philandering husband would come back.

Shaking off the messy thoughts in his head, Zhou Ji replied, "Maybe, it will be several months."

Liang Nuo suddenly reached out to hold Zhou Ji's hand, and said, "Arnuo, I'll help you find a suitable job in the shop for you to do, so you don't have to move, okay?"

Zhou Ji wasn't bored at all, and he was still in the middle of the situation. He was stunned for a few seconds, and replied, "But, I want to go and draw."

This rotten reason was probably the only excuse Zhou Ji could find.

Fortunately, Liang Nuo believed it.

"Forget it, since Ah Ji likes it, let's go." Liang Nuo lowered his head and turned back.

Zhou Ji couldn't hear Liang Nuo's tone, it was uncomfortable and depressing.

After a long while, Liang Nuo stood up, held the handkerchief, and said, "When are you leaving, I'll help clean up."

Seeing that she was going to the closet, Zhou Ji hurriedly said, "Um, I've tidied up those."

Liang Nuo paused, turned his head, and asked, "Could it be that you're leaving tomorrow?"

Zhou Ji felt angry and nodded, Liang Nuo didn't speak anymore.