Yun Yun 2

"You...do you want to wash and rest first? You should still be jet-lagged after sitting on the plane for so long."

"Ah... well, it's too much trouble for you."

The strange feeling that they hadn't seen for many years made the two of them unable or afraid to sit down and have a heart-to-heart talk. Qiao Yi also forgot what the purpose of coming here was.

Perhaps, she never thought about it. It was just a long absence, and she came to meet her while she still had the courage.

The hot water washes away the fatigue of the journey, but makes the thousands of melancholy in my heart clearer. I still have a lot to say, but I don’t know how to say it.

"I ve done washing."

"Okay, then go to rest, I'll make the bed for you." Yuan Chaonan pointed to the door of the bedroom, then picked up his own change of clothes and went into the bathroom, and the two exchanged space concisely.

The person in the mirror had red eyes, and a handful of hot water slid across his face, taking away some of the sourness.

The unbearable emotions finally burst out, and many cracks burst out of Yuan Chaonan's whitewashed heart. The reason is that those cracks already existed, but they were just covered up like a good-looking tape on the mottled wall. A rain washes away, revealing nothing.

Joe is also the rain, many times.

When her dry body was about to be squeezed dry, Qiao Yi was the rain;

When she was breathless and eager to be hearty, Qiao Yi was the rain;

In her memory, she didn't want to recall that rain, so did Qiao.

Yuan Chaonan didn't know why he was crying at this moment, he was the one who made the decision, how many fortresses and city walls he had built for himself in advance, but he was still on the verge of being broken when he saw Qiao Yi.She couldn't figure it out herself, the tears were mixed with unwillingness, grievance, stubbornness, or worry, maybe all of them.

Coming out of the bathroom, a trace of cold air blew over from the direction of the balcony.Qiao Yi's lonely back is sandwiched between the night and the white snow, dim and lonely, a wisp of green smoke curls up under the reflection of the wall lamp, and disappears in this strange night.

Yuan Chaonan stood not far behind her with a blanket in his arms, paused for a moment with his outstretched hand, and finally called her name after hesitating for a few seconds.

"Qiao Yi, put on a blanket, don't catch a cold."

Qiao Yi turned around, put the cigarette in his hand out again, took the blanket handed over by Yuan Chaonan with one hand and casually draped it over his shoulders, "Thank you. I... have a cigarette, and I'll be fine in a while."

Yuan Chaonan wrapped his loose nightgown and walked to Qiao Yi's side, "I didn't know you still had the habit of smoking." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pulled the blanket on her body up to cover Qiao Yi's shoulders.

Qiao Yi was stunned, and Yuan Chaonan's after-bathing fragrance mixed with his own tobacco smell came from his nose, "Ah, I'd better pinch it first."

"No, it's not that expensive." Yuan Chaonan calmly leaned his back against the railing and waved his hand.

Qiao Yi smiled, propped his elbows on the railing, and the burning cigarette gradually grew gray ash over time, clustered and fell on the snow.

"I quit after I met you, and it started again in the past two years." Qiao Yi tilted his head and secretly looked at Yuan Chaonan's side face, and turned away quickly when Yuan Chaonan found out, avoiding the intersection of eyes.

"Drinking?" Yuan Chaonan felt that the two of them should have a lot to say, but he didn't know where to start, so he simply got up and poured two glasses of wine and came back. He still leaned lightly on the railing, looking down at Qiao Yi .

Qiao also took a puff of cigarette in the other direction, pursed his lips, "You...how have you been all these years? Why did you come to Canada?"

Yuan Chaonan shook his wine glass, looked at the liquid in the glass, and then raised his head, "It's good. I met my current boss when I changed jobs a few years ago. At that time, she was alone with her child, and her career was on the rise again. Seeing that I was a nutritionist in Lilian and asked me if I would like to be a private chef, I had no idea at the time, but later... it was just a coincidence. At that time, her child was...about the same age as Fanfan at that time "Yuan Chaonan took a sip of wine, hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Qiao Yi again. It happened that the two people's eyes collided, and they didn't dodge any more. "I agreed. The salary is not bad, so I can support my family."

Qiao Yi nodded and took another puff of cigarette, "How is your family? Are they... still forcing you?"

Yuan Chaonan looked up at the night sky, and a piece of falling snowflakes just fell on his forehead, and gradually melted in the cold, "It's the same." Then he seemed relieved, and looked at Qiao Yi with a smile, "Just pay for money."

Yuan Chaonan saw Qiao Yi's unnatural sadness and sympathy, and then explained, "I haven't been back in the past few years, so I will go back to see it during the New Year. The left side of my house is just the mess of my brother and brother's family. I have heard too much. Upset."

"Are your parents okay? They put pressure on you too..."

"It's a lot of age, and I'm still worrying about my brothers. I'm not in good health. My brother takes care of me in shifts every day."

"Are they willing to do it?"

"If you want to take my money, you will naturally have to work hard."

Yuan Chaonan chuckled, looked at Qiao Yi, a flash of arrogance and determination that had never been seen before quickly flashed in her eyes, reflecting her gentle and easy-going appearance, hitting Qiao Yi's heart without defense, and was about to collapse.

"Don't talk about me, how are you?"

Qiao Yi took a puff of cigarette, grinned and looked at the ground, "Hi" replaced a little helplessness, "I can't say it's good or bad."

"My dad retired a few years ago, and his tattered body finally knows how to take care of it, which is much better than those years." Qiao Yi put on a wry smile and shrugged his shoulders, "If you say this officialdom is really It’s not that bad.”

"Yes."

Yuan Chaonan responded without looking at Qiao Yi, wrapped his hands around himself and tightened his arms again, turned his head and took a deep breath in a direction that Qiao Yi could not see, and bit his lips tightly.

If it is said that the officialdom harms people, why is it limited to the people in the officialdom?

The two were speechless for a while, Yuan Chaonan let out a breath, turned his head to look at Qiao Yi, his lips and teeth moved slightly, but no words came out.After struggling for a long time in my heart, "I heard from Fanfan that you are divorced."

"Ah..." Qiao Yi seemed to be prepared, and he acknowledged it, but didn't explain any more, as if it was just a trivial matter.

Yuan Chaonan lowered his eyes, nodded his head, swallowed his choked throat, "It's good, people always have to live for themselves."

What a good sentence, but it went back and forth and came back to me.It's just that I can do this, many years later than everyone else.Qiao Yi laughed at herself but also hated herself, and wanted to tear up all the fake free and easy that she was fearless back then, so that the world could truly see her cowardly nature.In that case, no one will choose to believe in themselves without hesitation.

"I..." Qiao also wanted to say that I'm sorry, everyone, and even more sorry for you, but such a vulgar apology can only be said to be listened to by others, and the smoke kept trembling around her mouth, but in the end she couldn't say this sentence.

Yuan Chaonan raised his head again, like a bowl that was about to be filled with water trying to find a balance, splicing the dampness that had no place to rest and the snowflakes all over the sky, flowing into the boundless night, as if paying homage to those good times that should have existed in fantasy.Yuan Chaonan tried several times to ask that sentence, but hesitated several times, tried to speak but then gave up.

"Yuan'er...I regret it."

The long-lost address wrapped up Yuan Chaonan's dross heart, like a dose of poison paralyzed and brought out her answer painfully, mixing all emotions and breakdowns between these two words, the air was so thin that it was almost suffocating , struggling to growl, but tasted a mouthful of fishy sweetness with a hoarse voice.

Yuan Chaonan picked up the wine glass at hand and raised his head to drink it down. The slightly sour liquid choked her so much that she couldn't say a word, and caught the person beside her into her arms unexpectedly. The smell of tobacco and alcohol suddenly collided. Stimulating the olfactory nerves and mobilizing the senses of the whole body, they exploded in this indescribable interaction between lips and tongues.

The original depression and hesitation and painful self-blame on the side were stilled by this sudden moment, unbelievable, unexpected, and ecstatic.Even the twilight of tobacco flickering stopped for a moment.

But only for a moment.

The falling cigarette tail pierced the night, burning the last inch of the body, falling on the soft snow quilt.

Qiao Yi warmly responded to Yuan Chaonan's strong softness, his hands wanted to climb her waistline, but she was firmly grasped by her in an instant, interlocking her fingers, and captured Qiao Yi's territory with the strength of her lips, leading her step by step He retreated to the sofa, the warm and thick blanket wrapped his whole body, and smashed it in.

Qiao is also immersed in this long-lost atmosphere, but he does not forget to break free from his imprisoned hands. His lips and teeth are free in this suffocating enthusiasm, but he is very sober, and he strongly wants to turn against the guest and reverse the current situation.Sensing the intention of the person below him, Yuan Chaonan pressed the weight of his whole body, stubbornly resisting that person's consistent dominant behavior, and slightly opened the distance between the two, revealing an imperceptible tenacity and longing in his eyes.

Qiao Yi tried to free his arm again, but unexpectedly, Yuan Chaonan's wet lips pressed against him. The pain of being bitten brought him back to reality, but he was quickly lost in this real and solid pain, becoming more and more unbearable. tidy.

Surrender.

Yuan Chaonan didn't let go of his hand for a moment, still holding Qiao Yi firmly, holding her arms and pressing her on top of her head, dodged for two seconds maliciously, and stared in silence for two seconds.

Qiao Yi was dissatisfied with the emptiness between her lips and teeth. She broke free from the confinement and pressed Yuan Chaonan's lips again, savoring the long-lost lost pleasure.

Panting, Yuan Chaonan licked and kissed Qiao Yi's delicate lips with the tip of his tongue. The slippery touch fell between the two people's noses, and he was particularly dissatisfied, so he went deeper to attack the city.

Yuan Chaonan raised the corner of his mouth, and said something close to Qiao Yi's ear. Qiao Yi snorted, his cheeks became hotter, he bit his lower lip tightly, pulled his neck and willingly gave his body to desire, Then she stopped trying to hold back, and spread her passionate voice in the room.

I don't know who shed the tears first, and they wiped them silently afterward. Yuan Chaonan's hand passed over Qiao Yi's face, but she caught her tightly and held it tightly, unwilling to let go.

Qiao Yi didn't wake up until the sun was high the next day. If it wasn't for the body temperature of the person beside her, she might have had another dream that she didn't want to wake up from.

Yuan Chaonan was already awake, lying on his side staring at her face, his fingertips moving slightly in the air, as if tracing the outline of the person beside the pillow.

"Morning..." Qiao Yi said good morning in a hoarse voice, and immediately buried her face in the quilt in shame.

"It's getting late." Yuan Chaonan smiled, moved his face forward again, and whispered softly, "How are you? Let's get some more sleep."

"Last night...you worked hard." Qiao Yi's voice came through the quilt, muffled, and turned his head slightly to avoid Yuan Chaonan's gaze.

"Hmm. What else?" Yuan Chaonan smiled, and pulled Qiao Yi's quilt down, "Is it gone?"

Qiao Yi stuck his head out stubbornly, cleared his throat to make sure his voice returned to normal, "I haven't seen you for many years, I'm good at technology...well."

"Then—" Yuan Chaonan turned over, lying on Qiao Yi's pillow, and said word by word, "Can you comment on my service?"

grass, a plant.

Qiao Yi groaned, and went to the bedside to touch his mobile phone. Sheng Fan's WeChat message from 2 hours ago was still unread.

"Sister Qiao Yi, I just realized that I forgot to take you away last night. Shall I pick you up today?"

Qiao Yi turned his back to Yuan Chaonan, put the phone under the bed, and carefully replied, "Today... don't use it for now."

2 seconds later.

"[OK], then I'll wait for your notification. [Smile]"

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There are some edits... :(