don't come near me anymore

Ye Qiao put the diary away, and Sheng Yu patted him on the shoulder to ask him to rest.

This person always made him feel at ease.

Ye Qiao lowered his eyes: "I'm hungry."

"Shall I let Uncle Li prepare first?"

Sheng Yu was about to stand up, but Ye Qiao grabbed him and said, "Let me do it."

It is rare for him to have such tenderness in his eyes, Sheng Yu smiled slightly, but turned around.

Ye Qiao's kindness is reasonable, but at this moment, it seems inappropriate to be in front of Gu Xingzhi's relics.

Holding the tea cup with slender fingers, the index finger slowly tapped on the wall of the cup again and again, and when he leaned back, his eyes full of boredom fell on Ye Qiao again.

It was also at this moment that the emotion in Sheng Yu's eyes seemed to be passing through the water, and a little smile moved slightly. It was the spring breeze that stirred up the water, "Is this for me?"

Sheng Yu pulled Ye Qiao to sit next to him. The bowl of fried rice in Ye Qiao's hand made it extremely difficult to whet the appetite, so he hurriedly got up and poured a glass of water for Sheng Yu.

"I don't know how to cook. I always thought that fried rice is the easiest, but now it seems that's not the case."

Ye Qiao was a little helpless, Sheng Yu picked up the rice and put it in his mouth, at first there was not much reaction on his face, Ye Qiao raised his eyebrows, and he saw his gradually frowning eyebrows.

Sheng Yu took a sip of water and agreed with Ye Qiao's words just now.

"It's really not very good."

Ye Qiao turned his face away, but from the corner of the eye he noticed that although Sheng Yu looked disgusted, he was still masochistic, there was nothing left, he walked out with a bowl after eating, Ye Qiao didn't follow him, but took it by himself From the diary, he took out the oil-stained notebook at the bottom.

He turned directly to the middle, the book looked like it had been placed for a long time, the staples on the side seams were also rusted, and the handwriting left by the pencil could not stand the wear of time, Ye Qiao touched the paper and frowned I took out other notebooks and compared them one by one.

He touched the pages one by one, and looked at the depth of the handwriting. However, he finally realized that Gu Xingzhi's handwriting was heavy. Even if there were no typos left, the second page would still have traces of the previous page.

But the first ones, the ones that Sheng Lan said had good handwriting, had no traces.

If these are all coincidences, then the six-year-old Gu Xingzhi moved to Gu's family to start practicing calligraphy, but his handwriting has not changed significantly in 12 years.

Ye Qiao wondered who would be benefited by forging a dead person's diary?

He rubbed the space between his brows, and then he heard footsteps and hurriedly put away his diary and sorted it out. Sheng Yu walked in slowly, Ye Qiao smelled the smell of rice, turned his head, glanced and clicked his tongue several times: "There is no harm if there is no comparison." .”

Sheng Yu heard the words and said jokingly: "Then you will do it for me a few more times in the future, and practice slowly?"

"several times?"

"How about lunch every day?"

Ye Qiao shook his head: "I can't let you eat junk food every day."

"What I like can't be called rubbish."

He said and pushed the rice in front of Ye Qiao: "Try."

In fact, just by the smell, you can tell that the rice should be very delicious.

Ye Qiao ate two mouthfuls, and then there was a bit of approval in his eyes. Sheng Yu looked at Ye Qiao with his face on his hands, and when he saw Ye Qiao liked it, he felt sweet in his heart.

sweet.

……

Ye Qiao heard a meow, and after Sheng Yu went out, he heard a meow, and as the footsteps changed from deep to shallow, his little furry head rubbed against his cheek.

Ye Qiao turned around, Sheng Lan hugged a Berman, but his eyes were blocked by the silk scarf on his body, Sheng Lan said as if telling a secret: "Beautiful brother, I covered Xiao Sheng's eyes, It won't catch you now that it can't see you."

"puff."

Ye Qiao looked at the silk scarf on Mao'er's face, and he didn't know where Sheng Lan found it. He stepped forward and rubbed Sheng Lan's head, and then explained gently: "It's useless to cover your eyes, He can smell me as someone he doesn't know."

"But it can't see it. If it can't see it, it won't know whether you have touched it. Pretty brother, if you hug it quietly, it doesn't know."

Sheng Lan said firmly that the cat was so comfortable being held by him that he only blinked his ears and whined twice. Ye Qiao stretched out his hand and was about to hug him, but at this moment, for some reason, the cat suddenly went mad and howled. It bit Sheng Lan back, then jumped down and hooked off the silk scarf with its paws, Sheng Lan was so startled that tears welled up in his eyes, he just watched the cat that had run away stomp its feet.

"Does it hurt?"

Ye Qiao hurriedly pulled Sheng Lan over for inspection, and was relieved when he saw that there was no injury on his body, but Sheng Lan said apologetically, "I'm sorry pretty brother, didn't I bite you?"

"No, you're fine."

Ye Qiao sighed, but was thinking about why the cat went berserk for no reason, but before he could think of the answer, Sheng Yu heard the sound, Sheng Lan picked up the silk scarf and ran to chase the cat, Sheng Yu looked aside and saw people The cat who ran away and Sheng Lan who had slipped away asked back: "What's wrong?"

"The cat went berserk and almost bit Sheng Lan just now, maybe it's a confession."

Sheng Yu disagreed, and immediately denied: "This is strange. Mom has raised Xiao Sheng for almost four years. This cat is very close, and I have never heard of it biting anyone before."

"Sheng Lan covered its eyes, so he couldn't see."

Ye Qiao explained, and then noticed some clues, the cat came back quietly at some point, so Ye Qiao stepped forward, but the cat ran away immediately when it heard the sound.

Seeing that Ye Qiao was about to hug the cat, Sheng Yu squatted down and barked a few times. Only then did the cat timidly approach Sheng Yu.

Sheng Yu stretched out his hand to hug the cat to comfort him. Ye Qiao stroked the cat's fur when he walked over. , has become a blind cat now?"

"Then I'm a dead mouse?"

Ye Qiao said, but his expression froze for a moment, and he said, "Do you think this cat knows it's me whether it can see it or not?"

"He wasn't aggressive in the first place."

Sheng Yu touched the cat's paw with his index finger, and the cat withdrew its sharp claws when he touched it. Ye Qiao frowned and had many messy questions in his heart.

Lin'an covered his eyes when the explosion happened that day, but why did Lin'an cover his eyes?

No matter what, he knew that he was at Gu Xingzhi's house, and he was facing Lin'an, didn't he?

He felt very strange, and then he murmured in a low voice: "But when I can't see it, I can't know if it's you in front of me."

As he spoke, he shook his head again, thinking that his thoughts might not be ridiculous. Could it be that Lin'an wanted to risk his own life to make a play with Gu Xingzhi to imply that Gu Xingzhi died for himself?

Sheng Yu was a little surprised by Ye Qiao's reaction, so he put the cat down and let it run away without a trace. He reached out to touch Ye Qiao's forehead, touched himself, and said, "Did you think of something?"

"No."

He shook his head.