Peeping at the ex-boyfriend next door who suddenly returned to China every day

When he came here, he breathed and gnawed. Does he know what respect is?Behind these joking and teasing actions, how much sincerity can there be?

After thinking about it, his thoughts were like a ball of wool that accidentally fell into the mud. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. Ling Xuan's handsome sleeping face kept spinning in his mind, and he felt a splitting headache, so he simply turned off the computer , staring blankly on the bed for half an hour.In the end, I was still worried, so I opened the door to check to see if this guy had gone, and went to sleep after seeing it.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Ling Xuan sitting at the door in a suit and leather shoes, with a cigarette in his mouth, ready to light a fire.

Hearing a sound behind him, he turned around, put the cigarette in his mouth between his slender fingers, tilted his head and said calmly, "Can I smoke?"

When Ling Xuan was speaking, the cicadas and frogs downstairs fell silent, as if they were finally tired after singing for a whole summer.

"Why are you still here?" Zhong Yi ordered himself to put on a straight face and said, "Didn't I tell you to go back? I'm not in the habit of taking in my ex-boyfriend."

He turned his head and looked at him fixedly, his lips were pursed, shining moist light, his eyes were full of moisture, like stars sprinkled on the blue silk, oh no, when Ling Xuan looked at a person without blinking , the stars, the moon, and even the entire Milky Way will be silent.

It is not the world that is silent, only you are the silent one.Zhong Yi persuaded himself in his heart.

That way no one will drink your hot cocoa.Ling Xuan said softly to him.

Zhong Yi also turned his head and looked at the drink that still had a wisp of white mist on the table. Indeed, he was kicked out by himself before he had time to drink.Are you being too fierce?

At the same time, he wondered in his heart, did his heart fall into the pot when the milk was boiling?

"Forget it, come in." Zhong Yi disarmed and surrendered, "It's really uncomfortable to stand outside for so long at night. It would be bad if the neighbors beat you up like a thief. I'm sorry for you."

"Well, Editor Zhong has a conscience."

"I still don't understand why the hot cocoa you cook is so delicious?" Ling Xuan re-entered the room, sat down at the table, took a sip of the cup honestly, and confessed obediently: "After you left I've tried many times, but it's still not as good as what you did."

"Of course I have a secret." Zhong Yi looked at the milk froth at the corner of his lips, smiled slightly, and said, "The secret is to add a little salt, which can enhance the taste of cocoa. And use the cup before pouring it out of the pot. Hot water scalds."

"Oh." Ling Xuan stared blankly at the coffee-colored foam in the cup, and said in a low voice, "If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't have asked. This way, I can keep harassing you to drink it for me. Anyway, you are back."

Here we go again, the sultry madman.The siren sounded loudly in Zhong Yi's heart, no amount of vigilance could overcome Ling Xuan's few words, and his heart softened.

"What are you thinking..." He couldn't help but reached out and rubbed Ling Xuan's hair, and said in a low voice.

"No, seek truth from facts, that's all."

In the end, the drunk late-night visitor was stuffed into the guest room by Zhong Yi, "There is a disposable toothbrush in the bathroom of the guest room, you can use mine for the time being, go to bed early."

Holding the cup, Ling Xuan blinked his dark eyes, and said pitifully, "Do you really want me to sleep with you? Are you sure? It's too late for you to regret it now."

"No, I don't need to trouble you." Zhong Yi sternly refused, and after speaking, his tone became more gentle, as if coaxing a child, and said in a friendly voice: "Don't make trouble, you have to go to work tomorrow."

"Well, good night then."

"Good night."

After this cup of hot cocoa, each other's tone was a little bit more reluctant.

Zhong Yi settled down Ling Xuan's grandson, and not long after he lay down, his cell phone rang again as if dying. When he got up, he saw that it was his cousin Luo Xinwei who hadn't contacted him for a long time.

Zhong Yi answered the phone, but before he could say "Hello", there was a low sob on the other end of the phone.

This girl has always been heartless and laughing, Zhong Yi has never seen her cry since he was a child, and he couldn't help but tense up when he received such a call all of a sudden.

"What's wrong, Vivi?"

"Brother, are you asleep?" Luo Xinwei hesitated.

The cousin has always called her by her first name, but now she calls her "brother", which shows the seriousness of the situation.Zhong Yi's drowsiness disappeared by [-]% in an instant, and he quickly said, "Speak, brother, listen."

"Brother...Zhong Yi...can you do me a favor..." Luo Xinwei paused, then sobbed again: "I told you, you are not allowed to tell others."

"Well, don't follow, absolutely not."

"Neither can your best friend, your partner, or your family."

"Okay, no one will tell."

"It's a dog!"

"Well, it's a dog, Wang, don't you even believe my brother?"

"Especially my mother, don't tell her!" Luo Xinwei added worryingly, and after getting the reassurance, she said: "Zhong Yi, I'm pregnant...can you, can you accompany me to the hospital The child knocked out..."

This was something he hadn't expected. After all, what he thought at the beginning was that his sister had taken a fancy to some big-brand bags and wanted to borrow money from him.

Zhong Yi subconsciously wanted to ask, "When did you not introduce the person you are talking to?", but he was afraid of making the little girl sad by saying it, so he said: "I can accompany you, but, have you thought it through? Will the child's father agree?"

"I think about it, I think about it... Alas, if you don't help me, I don't know what to do...Where is the father, that is my friend with benefits! It was an accident!" Suppressed sobs.

"Don't cry, don't you still have me if there is something big going on? Go to bed first, it's so late, and if you still cry, your eyes will be swollen when you wake up tomorrow morning. Let's talk about it when we meet."

The two talked for a while, relying on the comforting lines in this life, and finally coaxed the younger sister to sleep. Zhong Yi put down the hot phone and let out a long sigh of relief.

Luo Xinwei is still in the initial stage of her career struggle, so she would be absolutely reluctant to let her quit her job and go home to get married and have children.

On the other hand, Luo Xinwei's mother was impatient and hot-tempered. Knowing that her daughter was pregnant before marriage, she would probably be very angry.

Zhong Yi doesn't have a real sister, this cousin who grew up with him is his real sister.What happened to this matter has to be discussed in the long run, after all, none of them have experience in dealing with this issue.

Inadvertently glanced at the watch, it was already past two o'clock in the morning, Zhong Yi stood quietly behind the bedroom door for a long time, did Ling Xuan fall asleep?His home's sound insulation is not good, and he doesn't know how much he listened to the phone call just now.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhong Yi gently opened the bedroom door. He looked into the living room through the crack of the door. It was dark, and the door of the guest room where Ling Xuan slept was tightly closed.

The restless cicada downstairs began to sing and make mischief again. Almost instantly, amidst the monotonous and tireless singing, he felt as if he had been poisoned by a witch, and he just wanted to push the door open and walk in. In that dark room, she lay down peacefully beside Ling Xuan.

——Just as his habitat is always the same, there has never been a blank distance of those five years.

No, not yet.The spiritual fortress between them still lies in this wasteland called dead silence. If he opens the door abruptly now, he may only be greeted by a solid concrete wall.

Wait, after all, they have been waiting for a long time.

18 /

The next day, the sky was twilight and there was no wind. Looking at the direction of the clouds, it seemed that there would be rain for a while.

Zhong Yi got up very early, walked on the balcony and stretched out his hand to try it out. His palm was dry and the morning wind was very humid. He subconsciously looked towards the guest room, but he didn't notice the inadvertent smile on the corner of his mouth.

Two slices of toast are toasted until they are burnt, and the eggs are made into American-style scrambled eggs with butter and milk. A quick and delicious breakfast is ready.

When they were in college, the two lived near the school. When there was no class in the morning, Zhong Yi had breakfast in this way. Often he would wake up for an hour or two before Ling moved sleepily behind him to take advantage of it. Prepared to bite on his neck.

Zhong Yi has been ticklish since he was a child, and he is particularly sensitive from his ears to his collarbone. When Ling Xuan made such a move, he almost smashed the spatula in his hand to the floor, so he had to fight back in self-defense.So you come and I go back and forth, often tossing from the kitchen back to bed, breakfast has to be hot for lunch.

Obviously it was a ridiculous past when I was young, but I happened to recall it on such a breezy morning, only full of sweetness, so sweet that even the long bitterness in the future can be ignored.

"Ling Xuan, Ling Xuan got up and had breakfast."

However, this joy came to an abrupt end when Zhong Yi opened the door.

The room was empty.The curtains were drawn open, thin sunlight was evenly sprinkled on the bed, and the air conditioner was folded neatly, as if no one had ever been lying here.

When did Ling Xuan leave?He had obviously been paying attention to the movement outside the door, but he hadn't noticed it at all.Could it be that he knew Ling Xuan was here, so he slept too deeply?

I don't know if it's the unwillingness to make the breakfast that no one cares about, or it's something else, Zhong Yi's mood is like a cup of coffee that has been overturned, the aroma overflows all over the floor in an instant, but the aftertaste is bitter.

Walking a few steps towards the bed, he lightly stroked the pillow Ling Xuan had been lying on, trying to smooth out the wrinkles on it, and a sticky note quietly fell off——

"The company has to leave beforehand, thank you for taking me in."

The next line seemed to be added temporarily, and it was a little sharp: "I still don't want to say goodbye to you. I didn't say goodbye last time. We didn't see each other until five years ago. Maybe if we did, it will be even longer in the future."

The handwriting is very neat, next