Juliet Tower

An Jiayu finished her European tour on the last day of February and returned home in a hurry.

"Drive faster." The flight was crowded and late. Before takeoff, he said that he could catch lunch, but he was delayed for more than half an hour because of traffic control before landing.

Although Qiao Yumian was notified immediately using the in-flight Wi-Fi, and the other party obediently responded with a "yes", but he knew that that person would definitely not move the chopsticks alone.

Sure enough, when he rushed into the house, the cold dishes on the dining table were covered with a layer of plastic wrap, intact, the earthen pot soup pot was simmering on a small fire, and the plates of hot dishes were kept warm in the oven.

Outside the glass, Qiao Yumian stood beside a half-person-high rose bush and watered it. The flowers he took care of always bloomed earlier than other people's houses. Like the fragrance of flowers.

The two underage large dogs are obediently guarding the side, and will not destroy the flowers and plants in the yard at will. The six-year-old English short dog next door has already become familiar with them. Their snow-white hair.

Hearing the sound of the Anjia fish, Amber and Joyce raised their heads at the same time, barked excitedly and threw themselves on the floor-to-ceiling glass, so scared that Ying Duan swished onto the fence and stared defensively at the room.

An Jiayu compared her height through the glass door, and the dogs stood up almost to waist height.

Qiao Yumian turned her head and smiled at him through the glass, and the shower in her hand sprayed out a thin rainbow.

He turned off the tap, wiped his hands and opened the door. The two kissed briefly and then separated. Qiao Yumian pointed to the direction of the bedroom and said, "Go take a shower and change clothes first." Gardening scissors, cut off a few clumps of blooming flowers, arrange the branches and leaves slowly, and then insert them into a small white porcelain goblet-shaped flower container filled with clear water.

After being away from home for more than half a month, An Jiayu was a little bit reluctant to part with the scene in front of her, and walked into the bedroom step by step.

When he came out of the bathroom, the freshly inserted vases were placed on the coffee table in the living room, a few silver-gray Gabriel flowers, paired with lavender sweet peas, a few small daisies with white petals and green cores, and a few daisies with bright green leaves. The tender strips of maple tree draw out the outline, which is natural and elegant.

"Are you hungry?" Qiao Yumian bent down and brought out the dish at the right temperature from the oven.

"Didn't I let you eat first?" An Jiayu lifted the plastic wrap of the cold dish and threw it into the trash can.

"...Eat, I ate strawberries, Teacher Yu sent them here." Qiao Yumian pointed to the refrigerator, "I left it for you, it's very sweet."

An Jiayu almost spat out the beef tenderloin that he stuffed into his mouth just now: "My dad is here? When? He's alone? What did you say?"

"I didn't say anything, just sent a few small flower vessels over." Qiao Yumian pushed him a bowl of soup, "I said that Teacher Hua'an liked the one I put in a milk jug last time, when I went shopping a few days ago Saw these and bought them for me.”

"Oh……"

Regarding the matter of the two of them getting together, although Yu Zhifan didn't try to obstruct them, he was not as free and easy as An Zhen, and he always looked preoccupied.

Especially recently, both of them keep their tails tucked in front of their parents and keep a low profile.

On New Year's Eve, Qiao Yumian went to the airport to pick him up, and the two of them kissed in the corner for a moment, and were photographed by passers-by, which caused an uproar on the Internet.

They didn't intend to be high-profile, but it was late at night, and seeing that almost no one picked up the plane, they couldn't help being presumptuous.

The passerby who took the photo didn't have any malicious intentions either, he didn't know An Jiayu very well at all, but out of occupational disease, he thought this scene was very touching and took it casually.But it's a coincidence that this is a well-known humanities photographer, and he is also gay. His personal account has millions of fans, and he occasionally posts about his daily life with his ex-skier boyfriend on weekdays.

An Jiayu was quickly recognized, and the violinist, together with his mysterious boyfriend Qiao Yumian, was caught on the Internet. Airlines, behind the scenes, the relationship between men and women is quite chaotic.Some people also suspected that this was An Jiayu's hype. He spent money to hire a young actor who wanted to get ahead and wanted to go the black and red route, paving the way for him to enter the entertainment industry to make money in the future.Some people even recognized Qiao Yumian as the florist of the confession, and even the official Weibo account of the confession fell together, accusing them of joint hype.

The photographer himself was dumbfounded after finishing his work. A photo he took casually was reposted over 10,000+ in just one day and one night. He hurriedly hid the original post with no copywriting but only a rainbow emoji. It doesn't help, the photo has already been saved by countless marketing accounts and media, and even the Weibo has also taken a screenshot, and the trending search is clearly listed at the top, which remains high:

#An Jiayu Gay#

The violinist and his florist boyfriend were immediately called home by Ji Yuanxiao: "After the company issued a statement, the two of you have to accept the public's criticism, have you thought it through?"

An Jiayu looked serious: "I don't care, but he is an amateur, isn't this kind of cyberbullying inappropriate?"

"Where is the Internet, everyone treats others with lenient self-discipline, who cares whether he is an amateur or not." Ji Yuanxiao rolled his eyes at him, then turned to Qiao Yumian, "The place of work has been robbed, and someone may come to you recently, your best It's better not to go to your father's house, so as not to affect them."

"Okay." Qiao Yumian nodded thoughtfully. He is not close to Qiao Zhe's family, and he has never played on social media, and he doesn't like to post on Moments. He has not been involved for the time being, "But after the statement is made, we will Will it affect Xiaoyu's work?"

"It's a little bit, and some domestic concerts may be canceled recently." Ji Da's manager spread his hands, "But it's okay, he keeps a low profile, and everyone forgets a lot. Besides, he still has a market as big as a foreign country. But you, you won't Does it affect your work?"

Qiao Yumian shook her head without hesitation, for fear that An Jiayu would find out if she was a little bit late and would go mad at the media.

In fact, the department manager had already talked to him, and he didn't accuse him of anything explicitly, but said that he had a bad influence in the company and asked him to take a week off.

It was Su Ruike who tried to encourage him: "Come to the studio! Come on, come on! As long as you nod, I'll talk to your manager! How about a promotion and salary increase? I was talking to my uncle a few days ago. Our studio is going to stand on its own, and then you will be under one person and above ten thousand!"

"...In addition to your studio, there are only a dozen people..."

"It will always grow bigger! I plan to hire a few more florists, those with excellent skills. To tell you the truth, many brands are contacting us, and we are simply too busy."

I thought that the matter would subside after a period of fermentation, but I didn't expect that after the company's statement, there would be another wave.

Some "informed people" couldn't see the abuse on the Internet, and suddenly released a group of photos that even the two parties hadn't seen.

That group of photos is their high school days, one face is full of smiles, the other is serious and quiet.

They rested on the sidelines between rehearsals, Qiao Yumian was cleaning a golden flute, and An Jiayu wrote something on the score.

After school, they walked one after the other on the deserted road outside the school, and it was An Jiayu who took him to the station.

In the cafeteria, they faced each other, one of them emptied his plate, holding an apple and waiting for the other.

In the classroom, the two sat side by side at the end and wrote vigorously. The setting sun shone on the childish faces of the teenagers.

——Now that the parties have made their relationship public, those who slander their hype can shut up.He was not an actor hired by An Jiayu. (At that time, I just thought they were eye-catching, and I took pictures for my own collection. I didn’t expect to post them one day. If the person concerned is uncomfortable, I can delete them all.)

After seeing it, An Jiayu retweeted a joke on his personal Weibo:

——Can you send me a high-resolution copy, thank you.

Not long after, he actually received the original photo in his work mailbox. The sender's email address contained her real name. It was Xiao Tong, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and now he was working as a chamber orchestra in Germany.

Thanks to this group of photos, the public opinion suddenly turned, and most of them supported and protected them. Many people who had never met before followed the fans and ran to An Jiayu's Weibo to leave a message of blessing, leaving a sentence "I believe again In love."

After that, the old videos of the second movement of Dejiu played by them on behalf of the school at the New Year's Eve party and the selection of Swan Lake played on the school's welcome day surfaced again. Anjia fish is very conspicuous, and Qiao Yumian is marked by a red arrow and a circle come out.

——Long-distance running of love!Campus love!I can do it, sisters!I can really do it!

An Jiayu swiped Weibo all day with her mobile phone in her hand, and shouted in satisfaction: "They are too talented, they can write thousands of words of sweet text in a single screenshot, I can believe it! There are others Said we were married in America!"

Qiao Yumian pulled out his mobile phone and put it aside: "It's time to walk the dog."

After eating, An Jiayu lay down on the single sofa, resting his head on the armrest, looking at the upside-down garden.

Tomorrow will enter March, another spring.

"By the way, a birthday present." An Jiayu sat up suddenly, "It's still at my parents' place, I almost forgot!"

"what?"

"Don't you always think the bedside lamp is too bright? I bought a new lamp for you. It's super beautiful."

The original price of the limited-edition table lamp is 4999. It is a joint model between a furniture brand and a young artist. It is an elegant and smart jellyfish.

An Jiayu checked other people's photos with a glance, and searched for information.But now the price has risen with the artist's fame, and finally it cost tens of thousands before someone gave up and received the one with the number 0301.

After dinner, Qiao Yumian opened the gift from the driver.In the three-layer inner and outer three-layer packaging, there is a lifelike jellyfish.Installed on the well-designed base, it lives elegantly under a light blue light.

"so beautiful."

"Right." An Jiayu took out the beautiful instruction manual and various cards, "Well... It is said that the switch is adjusted to the third gear, and there will be changes..."

They turned off the overhead lights, and the soft and deep alternation of light and dark of the jellyfish canopy became apparent, like breathing in the deep sea.

"It seems to be alive..." An Jiayu exclaimed sincerely.

"Ruan... Youqing..." Qiao Yumian saw the artist's name clearly on the card with the faint blue light, and felt familiar for a moment.

"Remember?" An Jiayu turned on the phone with a smile, "I found out when I bought it. We met him."

According to the introduction, he is a glass artist, the same age as An Jiayu, and has been deaf since childhood.

The young man in the photo has a pair of astonishingly clear eyes, as if he can easily see through everything in the world, but on his ears, there are a pair of conspicuous hearing aids, plain black.

It was the boy they had met in the library by the sea.

Qiao Yumian smiled: "What a coincidence."

"Little Qiao." An Jia nestled into the sofa, picked up a dog in her arms, and stared at the breathing jellyfish.

"Huh?" Qiao Yumian lightly touched the jellyfish-like soft mouth.

"Tomorrow is your birthday. Twenty-five years old."

"Ah."

"I don't have any plans for this week, I'll leave it to you." An Jiayu was so licked by Amber that she couldn't open her eyes.

"Then, let's go to the beach. Go for a walk."

"Where do you live?"

"No, I'll come back that day. Zhang Wenbin will come over the day after tomorrow, and asked me to help him design a proposal venue."

An Jiayu was taken aback for a moment: "Are you finally getting married?"

Qiao Yumian shook her head: "I guess we have to wait..."

"How about we go first?" An Jiayu pulled him down on his body.

Qiao Yumian touched the ribs on his chest: "An Jiayu. Have you not eaten properly in the past two weeks..."

"...No, I ate it...that's right, the food over there is not tasty..." An Jiayu's guilty conscience was fleeting, and he took his hand and touched it back, stopping between his buttocks and legs, and whispered, "The meat is all here...one tael is not missing."

Qiao Yumian clenched her palms hard, wanting him to know the pain, but who would have thought that the person under him let out a long sigh of enjoyment.

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The author says:

Thank you for being here, thank you for liking this story, Xiao Qiao and Xiao Yu.There are two extra episodes, which will be released on the weekend~