Travels

When the car drove to the downstairs of the apartment, the little assistant in the driver's seat got out of the car first, leaving space for the two people in the back seat to be alone.

For a long time, the air was quiet and quiet. Xia Wanmu leaned on the glass window on the right with his elbows, staring straight at the street with few pedestrians outside.The hot air from the air conditioner made her drowsy brain even more sleepy, and the person on the other end who kept silent made her feel restless and flustered.

Yu Qingge must have seen it, and maybe he was angry.She felt a little regretful, she didn't understand why she was so dizzy and insisted on grabbing the capitalist's cigarettes, was drinking a reason for indulgence?The puff of cigarette she took not long ago was still held in her lungs, she had difficulty breathing, and suddenly feared that Yu Qingge would have a bad impression of her because of it.

——It's also very funny to listen to. Obviously, the two of them have already talked about their relationship and broke up. Why are they now entangled in the question of "what is my image in her heart"?That's probably something that people in the ambiguous period will ponder over and over again.Moreover, if someone hadn't caused her to feel depressed, she wouldn't have lost her face to argue with Sheng...

Thinking of this, she suddenly became a little angry, and she didn't want to continue this meaningless confrontation, so she said in a cold voice: "Thank you for sending me, I should go up."

Although the words were left behind, the person did not move, and it was too blatant to still have expectations.Poor God, Mian Hulu finally didn't disappoint her this time, and immediately followed, "I'll take you up."

She glanced at the man who was about to move, and the man immediately froze in place, looking a bit at a loss like a primary school student who is afraid of the teacher.Xia Wanmu pursed her lips, suppressed the urge to laugh, and nodded casually: "Well, I'll trouble you then."

The two security guards sitting at the service desk on the first floor were already drowsy. Hearing the sound of high heels, they raised their heads vigilantly and stared at them for a long time.Xia Wanmu pulled off his mask and smiled towards that side, the men immediately straightened up like chicken blood, and greeted her cordially.

"Does Miss Xia have any friends over for the night?"

"...Well, take something and leave later." She deliberately explained a few words, dragged Yu Qingge along as if she was a thief, and slipped away quickly, for fear that the person she was holding by her hand was the current song queen.Even though she knew that the secrecy work here was impeccable, she always felt a little guilty when she was too intimate with Men Hulu in front of others.

The elevator was ascending, and the silent shadows of two people were reflected on the bright mirror-like car wall. The bag that Yu Qing was carrying seemed to be stuffed with something, and it was bulging, making her eyes linger on it .

"Aren't you happy tonight?"

Accompanied by the feeling of weightlessness, a deep voice of questioning sounded, she looked away, and peeked at the person standing upright from the mirror wall next to her, her attention was completely drawn away by the inaudible nasal voice, the bull's head was wrong with the horse's mouth He asked back, "Are you still in good health?"

"It has recovered." Yu Qingge paused, and answered her question first, and then it seemed difficult to speak again, and did not continue to ask.

The hand that was released just after entering the elevator was a little itchy now, and she always wanted to hold something. She frowned patiently, and asked worriedly, "Why did I hear you coughing when I was at the venue?"

"It's just that there are too many things today, and I'm a little tired."

"Oh."

The sound of metal rubbing came from outside the car, and the two fell into a situation where they had nothing to say again.

What is their relationship now?Xia Wanmu was distracted and thought for a while, but it was really hard to define.After getting along for such a long time, someone's thoughts towards her are clearly revealed, and she can even imagine that if there is any further request, Mian Hulu will definitely not refuse, even if he stays tonight... But that What does it represent?For her, the past has not yet been turned over. Yu Qingge wants to skip that period and start again. She can't agree, so what is this now?

An ambiguous relationship without promises and with no future in sight seems to be walking through thorns, and the longer it goes on, the bloodier it will be. She understands this deeply, but she is really powerless to resist the attraction of someone to her.

With a sound of "ding", the elevator door opened, and the two walked through the corridor one after the other, and stopped in front of her room door.She didn't rush to open the door, but just stood where she was. This move revealed a sense of resistance. Coupled with what she said at the front desk before, Yu Qingge made a gesture of leaving without thinking.

"Here you are." The gift she had been looking forward to for a long time was finally taken out of the bag. Yu Qingge held the beautifully packaged bag, stared down at the floor, and spoke softly, with a hint of shyness: "Apple Crisp .”

"Thank you."

She glanced at the small bag, took it casually, didn't make any drastic gestures, took out the key and opened the door after changing hands.The face of the person behind her changed slightly, watching her silently turn on the light, change her shoes, open and close her lips several times, and finally only said goodbye.

"Well, you should rest early."

The tone was still gentle, but it turned into magma when it flowed into his heart. Xia Wanmu stayed where he was, and couldn't help but uttered because of the heat in his heart: "I have a schedule today, why waste time doing this. Even at night, too. Since you are so busy, why do you still have to go? Why don't you go back and rest?"

Of course she knew the answer, but this time she had to force someone to say it herself.

Mu Hulu didn't make a sound, she turned around and met a pair of flickering eyes.Yu Qingge's eyes flickered between her and the floor, a little blush appeared on her pale cheeks, and she looked timid like a naive and ignorant girl, without her usual aloof aura.

"I...well, I heard Ah Xing said that there will be a holiday tonight, so..."

Men Hulu's face was getting redder and redder, and his voice gradually became unstable, and he stopped abruptly before finishing a sentence.She also lowered her head slowly, as if she wanted to use her eyes to draw courage from the tile she was standing on, and she continued intermittently after a long time: "I learned to make small snacks a while ago, and I want you to try them." taste……"

Xia Wanmu tightly squeezed the small bag in his hand, his patience was almost exhausted, and he suddenly began to regret giving the initiative to this sawed-off gourd.Feeling drunk, she leaned on the wall and took two steps forward, approached and asked directly, "Do you want to see me?"

Yu Qingge was obviously stunned for a moment, and it took a long time before he slowly raised his head to look at her, and the suppressed affection in his eyes surged like breaking the ice.

"Speak with your mouth, not with your eyes." She was about to be defeated, and she no longer dared to look into someone's shining eyes, so she guarded the door with the last bit of tenacity: "Do you want to come in?"

"want."

This time he became more active. Eight years later, the shortcoming of a certain person's inability to speak has not only become worse, but he has also cultivated the rogue attribute.She gritted her teeth and patiently continued to seduce.

"Then what else do you have to say? Tell me everything, and I'll let you in."

In the middle of the night, she actually started flirting with feelings that she hadn't understood for so many years in the corridor. She must have been drunk and passed out before she thought of making such a "flesh-body transaction" with the person in front of her.Maybe it was stimulated by the scene of people in pairs during the festival today, eager for quick success and quick benefits to get rid of the isolated island state, otherwise how could they make such outrageous hints to the boring gourd?The glass of wine surnamed Sheng was too powerful.

Yu Qingge looked at her, with that embarrassing expression on his face again.

I don't know how long the stalemate has passed. She thinks that even the security guards at the service desk downstairs can find out that something is wrong in the surveillance, but Yu Qingge still has no intention of speaking, just staring at her with a lingering, heartbroken look. .

"There's nothing you can't say, you boring gourd." Really not seeing the tears in those eyes, Xia Wanmu softly sighed, reached out and dragged the person in from the door, and pulled him into his arms, " You are really capable, how long can you hold back!"

For just one night, she didn't want to pursue the so-called truth anymore.The past is a thorn in the throat from time to time, but if you keep thinking about it, it will inevitably make people feel tired.She might be too lonely tonight, and she actually thought for the first time that it would be good if she could forget about the existence of that thorn occasionally, at least she could take a breath.After spending too many lonely nights, like a frostbitten person, she also wants to seek the warmth of being accompanied for a night.

Although the tone of the complaint was a bit fierce, it was a sign of compromise to her, and Yu Qingge must have known it very well, otherwise she would not have softened her body in her arms and held her tightly like a small animal seeking dependence. climbed up.

"sorry."

The neck was stained with wet marks, Yu Qingge leaned on her shoulders, and began to tremble.So she also trembled, her breath was unsteady, and her heartbeat was aroused by the combination of alcohol and the person in her arms, beating faster and faster, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

The two stood hugging each other for a long time without even closing the door, panicking as if they were experiencing the end of the world.

"Because of me?"

It wasn't until the emotions gradually calmed down that the person who was holding on to her choked up and asked questions.

"what?"

"On the terrace."

Yu Qingge hinted very tactfully, but she understood it, and felt guilty all of a sudden, the hand holding the person's waist flicked uneasily, not knowing where to put it.

"Oh... that. It's just curiosity." There seemed to be that smoky feeling in her throat again, she swallowed dryly, and muttered softly, "I won't touch it in the future, it doesn't taste good."

"Ah."

Yu Qingge didn't know whether he believed it or not, but he didn't speak any more, and seemed to enjoy staying quietly in her arms like this.Of course she also enjoys it, but the door is still open, it's too inappropriate to hold it like this, and if it continues, she's afraid that she can't help but do something more outrageous, and it will end badly.

"Watch a movie with me."

The little head buried in her neck nodded, and she wanted to let go of her, but Mian Hulu seemed to have lost all five senses, unable to receive the hints from her movements at all, so she clung to her motionlessly, as if she was grasping Life-saving straw in general.

Is Yu Qingge acting like a baby?After many years, it still made her feel quite fresh, so she simply picked up the extremely light person like a child, and moved back into the house little by little, holding back the energy of drinking.

"What time is the schedule tomorrow?" She restrained herself from looking at the bed with the largest area in the room, forced a topic to divert her attention, and hugged him to the lazy sofa next to her.

"After noon."

Mian Hulu answered very vaguely, and her voice was very low. She responded, turned her back to the people and played with the TV, and did not ask how to arrange tonight.

——Isn’t it arranged here?It was a tacit established fact for both of them.

The opening credits began to play on the screen, and the opening scene of the sci-fi movie was booming, and the fighting scenes were huge.Deafening screams came from the stereo, Yu Qingge fiddled with her hair from behind, said something, but was drowned in the background music.

"What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly." She grabbed the remote control and lowered the volume, then turned her head and looked at the person in confusion.Dull Gourd's face appeared double under the direct light, she raised her hand and rubbed her eyes, her mind was dizzy, and her hands and feet started to feel hot from the alcohol.

"Are you sleepy?" The sofa was so small that there was only room for one person, Yu Qingge got down from the top, sat on the floor with her, stroked her face and asked softly, "Do you want to sleep?"

It's so hard to spend the holidays together, why are you so disappointing.She patted her face unwillingly, but was quickly stopped by another pair of hands.

"Watch it with you..." She murmured, her upper and lower eyelids were already fighting, and sleepiness flooded over her, drowning her remaining consciousness.

"Well, let's watch together." Yu Qingge's voice was very gentle, and he hugged her patiently while coaxing her into his arms. closed.

The TV was still rumbling, and the eyelids could still feel the flickering images on the screen. A hand fell on his face, blocking the glare of the light source.

"Merry Christmas."

The low and cold voice was as soft as water, making my ears itchy.She held the hand on her face to her chest like a baby, turned around and hugged someone's waist, sighed comfortably, and muttered vaguely:

"Good night."

The author has something to say: a bit divided, Qixi Festival here, Christmas there