Double Lover [Entertainment]

On the long road, the cherry blossoms on both sides are full of trees, the branches are heavy, and the sky is as beautiful as an oil painting.

The car was parked steadily downstairs, Given closed the door, and slightly gathered his black coat, feeling a little chilly.It's so strange when the body is sick. It's clearly just a headache, but the pain seems to involve the whole body, and it starts to feel uncomfortable from head to toe.

She is afraid of the wind.

Afraid of heat.

For an instant nothing was right.

Given sighed softly, the elevator door opened and closed again, and when walking in the aisle, he could smell a faint fragrance.

What does the soup taste like.

In the past, her mother also liked to make soup.The family of southerners has a light taste, does not eat spicy food or heavy oil, and their only hobby is making soup.

Is it stewed pork ribs with kelp, corn with carrots, or yam mushrooms?

Given held the key and opened the door.

A middle-aged woman in an apron came out, saw her, and smiled very warmly.

"Xiao Ji is back?"

Given hung the bag on the coat rack and smiled slightly.

"I heard from Chacha that you have caught a cold. I made some soup for you to dispel the cold."

She turned around and took out a bowl, and put it on the dining table, still steaming.

"Drink a little first, taste the saltiness."

Jiang Cha's father was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper. Hearing this, he looked up at the two of them and muttered, "Get used to her."

Given heard it, he didn't care, and smiled lightly: "Thank you, Mom."

"Where's ginger tea?"

Given sat down, his thick long eyelashes were black and translucent dyed by water mist.

"Upstairs. I told her to come down."

"It's all right. Keep her busy."

"Where are you busy, chatting with old classmates, chatting for a long time!"

Mother Jiang put the white porcelain spoon into the bowl, looked up and said, "Chacha, stop chatting, come down to eat."

Given was slightly taken aback.

old classmate?

to chat with?

Is that what she thought.

The room is very quiet, only the slight sound of the range hood in the kitchen, and the sound of Jiang Cha's father flipping newspapers.

"Well, we've been here for a while now."

"Huh?" Givenchy raised his eyes unexpectedly.

"There are still some things at home, and I may almost have to go back."

"Go back, are you still coming?"

Jiang Yuanwen smiled:

"Her father and I are afraid to disturb you."

Given subconsciously wanted to keep her, but she never said these words, and just looked at her quietly for a while, with some subtle emotions flashing in her eyes.

Taking medicine on time these days has really improved a lot.

The sudden inability to see things hardly happened, but I still had some headaches, and the pain came unexpectedly, sharp as a needle prick, and flashed like lightning every time.

Compared with the pain itself, the feeling of uncertainty is more frightening.

It was like a huge boulder hanging above the head, heavy and about to fall down at some point.

When Given first fell ill, she was still a little hesitant about whether to have surgery or not. Now that her condition has improved, she is even more sure that if she can maintain it by taking medicine, she will definitely not have surgery.

She hates hospitals.

When her mother was in a car accident that year, Given sat on the corridor of the hospital corridor all night, with his eyes open, for fear of missing any news.

But in the end the person was still gone.

She had experienced that feeling of despair.

Craniotomy is no joke.

What if something unexpected happened to ginger tea?

She didn't have anything to worry about at first, but suddenly there was something extra.This feeling is very strange, strange, but soft and incredible.

Given lowered his eyes, his thick long eyelashes trembled.

No matter what, even if the knife is really used, it will have to wait a year later.

After dinner, Jiang Cha went upstairs again.

Given followed.

"that."

A voice behind him asked softly.

Jiang Cha was slightly taken aback, then turned to look at her.

Given's face was a little pale, and his long eyelashes trembled uneasily, as if he wanted to ask something.

"You were chatting with a friend just now?"

she asked casually.

"Ah."

Jiang Cha turned around, feeling a little bored, as if she had nothing to say.

"Did you have a good chat?"

Given asked another question.

Jiang Cha said indifferently: "It's okay."

Then Givenan fell silent.

Jiang Cha felt strange, and when she turned her head, she saw Givenchy holding the door frame with one hand, his eyes staring straight.

"what happened to you?"

Jiang Cha couldn't help but ask, "Still having a cold and headache?"

Given lowered his head, his face was a little pale, and he didn't speak.

"Have you taken medicine?"

Given shook his head.

Ginger Tea turned around and squeezed out a bag of Radix Banlangen under the coffee table: "I bought it not long after I moved, take it to drink."

Given shook his head: "No need. The headache is much better."

She said it was much better, Jiang Cha didn't quite believe it, but she stopped asking.Keep asking, it seems like she is still remembering the old relationship and constantly letting go.Too annoying, not good.

She can love it or not.

She will never be mean.

Jiang Cha stuffed the medicine in without saying much.

Jiang Cha went to take a shower, but the computer was still on, not off.

The light-colored desk faces the bathroom door. If you take a sneak peek, you may be spotted if you don't react quickly enough.But the ginger tea just entered the bathroom.Taking a bath has always been regarded as a kind of enjoyment by her. When she is happy, she hums a song, rubbing shower gel, bath salt, and a bunch of care products in her hands. will be so fast.

Given lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled, and he took a step towards the notebook not very firmly.

Her QQ is still logged in, and several small icons are blinking.

In fact, they used QQ frequently when they were in college, but after work, they used WeChat a lot.

There is also an interesting difference between the south and the north: students studying in the southern coastal areas are used to communicating with each other on WeChat, while in the north they use QQ.Jiang Cha and her used to chat on QQ when they were in college, and when they had nothing to do, they also liked to go to each other's space and give them a like.

When she didn't know Jiang Cha, Givenchy had always set up a space that only she could see, and she used to hide her true side.But later, I couldn't stand the ginger tea grinding, so it became visible to the two of them.Jiang Cha seemed to regard this as a special treatment, and recorded it seriously in her post.

Given tugged at Jiang Cha's QQ, as soon as he saw a suspicious profile picture - any collarbone photo, hand photo, or profile picture of an anime girl, he clicked in and looked at it, and then analyzed the chat records that he hadn't had time to delete.

Eliminate suspects one by one.

In the blink of an eye, she almost turned over all the social members on her list.

Then she found a person whose note was "Mu Bai".

The avatar is a rabbit.

Given's face was a little pale, she didn't know how much she thought of for a moment, her eyes were fixed on the icon, but her fingers trembled a little, she didn't dare to click in and look at it several times.

wood white.

cypress.

Why this note?

How special.

How ambiguous.

Suddenly the bedroom door was knocked several times, and the voice of Jiang Cha's mother outside asked softly: "I cut the watermelon, it's so sweet, come and taste it."

Ginger Tea responded in the bathroom: "I'm taking a shower—"

Given calmed the shock in his heart, he turned and opened the door: "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

Given put the fruit plate gently on the desk, and when passing by the bathroom door, asked softly, "How long do you have to wash?"

"almost."

There was a vague response inside.

When Jiang Cha said "soon", it means that at least half of it is still unfinished.

Saying "Okay" means that there are still about 10 minutes left.

Given calmed down slightly, he sat down, then with a slight trembling of his fingertips, he clicked on the person's avatar icon.

But it was empty inside.

There are two possibilities:

Jiang Cha chatted with her, but the content was ambiguous, so she deleted it;

Or, Jiang Cha didn't talk to her at all.

Given remembered the "good night" in his voice that night.

She frowned, and then clicked on Bai Yihan's space.

Scrolling down one by one, there is no praise for ginger tea.

Slightly relieved.

There was the sound of the shower again in the bathroom, and she knew that the ginger tea was not that fast, so she simply continued to look, and clicked on the visitor record.

In many, many records, Given saw Jiang Cha's at a glance.

several times.

Just a few days ago.

Her lips were pale, her heart was beating fast and chaotically, and she had some bad guesses for a while.

She cautiously exited the chat interface, then sat lightly on the edge of the bed.

Holding the phone, he sent Xu Qingzhu what happened just now.

Desperately thinking, someone can tell her: it's nothing.She was thinking too much.

The phone buzzed.

Xu Qingzhu sent her a sad and helpless panda head expression package: [Judging from the current situation, you should be out of favor]

Givenchy:  …

Xu Qingzhu thought she would not continue to reply, but after a while, Given sent her a crying emoji.

Still cute.

A stick figure squatted there to drink away his sorrows, tears soaring: [Liars and women are liars]

Xu Qingzhu's head was full of question marks.

After a while, she slapped her head and suddenly realized.

Given's emoticons were probably stolen from Jiang Cha.

It's too funny.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-05-1023:42:29~2020-05-1123:46:39期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of 5 bottles; Wu Wanban [-] bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!