[Twilight] Give me sunshine

Looking at the sudden accident, Joan was also at a loss. She thought that the address given in the letter was a clear direction, at least leading her to some familiar places, but she didn't expect this to be the case.

She looked at the modern automatic door of the community, and it was difficult to connect with the old outer iron gate in her memory. The spider plants, balconies, and floor-to-ceiling windows all seemed to have never appeared before, and the residents who came and went here seemed to live here. For many years, it was even more unexpected to see the two faces of Joan and Caius.

Caius only knew that she had a little personal matter to deal with, although she never concealed it from him when she took the letter, and didn't mind him knowing something, but he didn't ask too much, only felt that since she wanted to deal with it, he Just be there.But she seemed to be in trouble, and she was in a daze.

"what happened?"

"It's a bit different from what I imagined." Joan looked up at the building with a height of nearly thirty or forty floors, and sighed, "At least the height is not like this."

The person who left the letter seemed to have played a joke on her, but just drew a range for her and there was no more text. There are about [-] houses in the community, and I don't even have a clue where to find them.There is no way to contact each other, and the communication is only one-sided. Jonton feels helpless. It seems that things are not as straightforward and simple as she imagined.

"We might have to find a place to rest first."

"rest?"

Qiong pointed to the sky, compared to the gloomy city A just now, the dark clouds seem to be gradually dissipating at this moment, the vision is bright, and it may even clear up in the afternoon.I'm afraid the only thing that is similar to her memory is the cloudy and cloudy weather in city A. It looks rainy in the morning, and the sunset is red in the evening.The weather forecast changes from time to time, and it is difficult to predict in advance. It is said that it is a continuous rainy day, but in fact, there can be several days of sunshine.

"The sun is coming out, let's avoid it first."

As he said that, he walked towards a chain hotel near the community. When the taxi drove in, he passed by in a flash, but he didn't expect to stay here.

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The moment Joan walked in, she felt a strange feeling rushing towards her face. Standing in front of the counter, she twisted her hands unnaturally from side to side. Just now, she only wanted to hide from the direct sunlight, but she didn't think about the problem of coming to the hotel with Caius .

They didn't really want to sleep, and it didn't matter whether they had one bed or two beds, so she subconsciously chose only one room, even a double bed room, and couldn't help but blush after talking to the front desk clerk.It is a bit deliberate to open two rooms, but it is even more unnatural. It is not that they have not been together in one room for a long time. When they were in Karen's house, they stayed in her room for several months, but they changed their house. As a hotel, it feels very different.

Maybe it was because of the different environment, she also suddenly became shy, and felt that the people around her were looking at her strangely, so she quickly completed the formalities, and hurried upstairs with Caius.

But Caius didn't quite understand her shyness, and he didn't find anything wrong with this series of things.From the first meeting, he seemed to be very natural to Joan's intimacy, whether it was hugging her waist or hugging, he was very comfortable, maybe as he said, he seemed to be waiting for a long time, when facing her All time can be exchanged for equivalent intimacy.

So she was the only one who felt shy during the whole process, and she was the only one who was silently nervous. Sitting on the big bed in the room, she hardly dared to look Caius in the eyes, and was awkward alone.

Before she could react, Caius suddenly appeared in front of her, with his hands on both sides of the bed, looking straight at her.

Facing the enlarged face of Caius, Joan was at a loss for a moment, and then slowly backed up on the bed with her heart beating.The more she retreated, the more Caius pushed forward, until her entire back was pressed against the wall without any gaps, and she reached out her hand against Caius' chest helplessly, separating the distance between the two of them.

Joan finally couldn't bear this overly charming atmosphere, broke the calm, and asked softly: "Caius, what are you doing?"

"What are you thinking?"

"I didn't think about anything."

"You have been alone in a daze for a long time, starting from entering the door."

Unexpectedly, her embarrassment was clearly seen by Caius. Joan was in a mess, and just wanted to find an excuse to deal with it: "I... want to find the address in the letter."

"is it?"

"if not?"

"You are very fragrant today."

Unable to keep up with the direction of Caius' topic for a while, Joan was taken aback, and asked unconsciously: "What?"

"Are you thinking about me?"

"what?"

Caius didn't continue talking, and quickly got up from the bed with his hands, chuckled lightly, and left a sentence in the air, "I'm going to hunt." 'Just opened the door and went out.

Joan, who was still sitting on the bed in a daze, had shyness and embarrassment written all over her face. She didn't know if she heard what Caius said clearly, and she didn't have the energy to think about what he wanted to do, let alone answer, and just patted herself. face, still sitting blankly.

He suddenly realized something, got up and wanted to stop Caius, but unfortunately he was already out of sight.He hurriedly walked to the window, and found that it was getting dark at some point. It was about evening, and the sky was dark again. Caius no longer had any scruples about going out at this moment.

He was going out hunting, and he would never hide it from her, but he rarely asked her to accompany him or invite her to join him.There are always conflicts and estrangements between the two, but they are unwilling to reveal them easily, and they want to cover up tacitly with each other, hoping not to change the status quo for the time being, and stay in the tenderness of the moment.In an evasive way, continue their relationship.

After thinking about it, Joan also decided not to stay alone in this room, thinking about it in a daze, and went to the community in the middle of the night to see if she could find any clues.

It may be the time for the residents to go home. The gate of the community gradually becomes lively, and the commuting office workers and the elderly and children walking have to pass through the small park in front of the entrance.Joan didn't plan to enter the community at this time. On the one hand, it was because she couldn't go in through the entrance, and the security guards would definitely find her face at the first time. On the other hand, there were too many people at this time, even if she turned over Walls are also easy to spot.So she just sat on a park bench, trying to identify everyone's appearance, trying to find some familiar faces.

A few hours passed quickly, and during the half-daze half-serious search, Joan really didn't see anything special except to confirm their approximate time to go home.At about eleven o'clock, she really climbed over the wall and entered the community.

There are only dim street lights along the roadside, and there are very few people still walking on the road at this time.Joan walked around the buildings ahead, first wanting to see the closest she could remember where the two houses were.

As soon as she approached one of the buildings, she found an envelope with the same pattern as the one she got on the stairwell, as if she knew that no one would pass by at this time, and she also expected that she would appear at this time .Joan walked over quickly and picked it up, more like a handy note than a letter.

The handwriting was scribbled, as if it was written in a hurry: Tomorrow at seven o'clock in the evening, see you at the door on the second floor next door, come alone.

The author has something to say: Happy White Day!