Juliet Tower

"Is there a specific cause of this...dependence symptom?" Qiao Yumian couldn't help asking, "It seems to be recurrent..."

"...It's mainly a psychological problem, and there are also some physical factors." An Jiayu smiled and said, as if she didn't want to reveal these personal situations, and was eager to change the subject, "I just went to the United States at that time, and I didn't get used to it. Don't talk about me, what are you doing? So, why did you move away?"

"How do you know that I've moved away...have you ever looked for me?" Qiao Yumian tentatively asked.

An Jiayu was stunned: "...I want to visit you on the way back home from vacation..."

"By the way..." He remembered that the other party often said these two words in the past, and couldn't help laughing. He skipped the part where he took his mother to rent a house, and he was short of money and couldn't pay the rent, and jumped directly to The final result, "My mother can't live without people and lives in a nursing home. I just need a place to stay alone. I live in the company dormitory, and the original house is sold."

"Sold it?" An Jiayu sat up straight suddenly, and blurted out, "Xiao Qiao, do you need to..."

In the middle of speaking, he stopped abruptly and closed his mouth abruptly.

"Sold it to my dad." Qiao Yumian vaguely guessed the second half of the sentence he didn't say, "I'm not short of money now, and our company has a very high subsidy for business trips."

"Do you travel often?"

"Well, our company has newly acquired several flower farms in Kenya in the past two years, and there are flowering seasons all year round, basically every two months..."

"Does the logistics department have to go on a business trip?" The performer's communication range is very narrow, and he is a little unfamiliar with the world of ordinary people.

"Well, I'm going to help them build a new cold storage, and I have to test the low-temperature operation room and various equipment and materials. Although the labor and land costs are very low there, the loss is too serious if the operation is not standardized, and the shelf life of flowers is already very short. The total cost cannot be controlled..."

Qiao Yumian found that during the chat, An Jiayu just listened carefully and hardly expressed his opinion, just like they reversed their positions in the past, which made him a little unaccustomed.But the other party occasionally looked at him in a daze, and made him return to a familiar state. Qiao Yumian just finished his meal with ups and downs like this. He clearly saw that the other party was hesitant to speak, but he was afraid that asking rashly would only increase the embarrassment .

The communication between adults seems to be full of worries like this.

"If you're done eating, I'll take you home. I'll pay the bill first." Qiao Yumian knew that An Jiayu was actually very tired. When this person was in a state of depression, his double eyelids would widen and his blinking speed would also slow down.

The man nodded and still didn't comment, as if everything was arranged by him, he left as soon as he said, and if he didn't say anything, even if they sat here until the restaurant closed, they would stay with each other to the end.

Sure enough, on the way to send him back, An Jiayu leaned against the passenger seat and fell asleep.

His family lived in one of the few remaining villas near the city center. After seeing the license plate clearly, the security guard let him go.

Qiao Yumian parked the car on the side of the road in the community, and looked at the piano kiss on his left neck by the light of the street lamp outside the window.

After so many years, the red color hasn't aged at all, and it's even rubbed to the point of being faintly reflective. After all, An Jiayu has never been lazy.

Qiao Yumian couldn't help stretching out her hand.

Different from the charming look, the touch of the fingertips is thick.The position of this piano kiss just floats near the carotid artery, and you can feel the obvious heartbeat when you press it lightly. He has felt the reassuring rhythm there countless times. It will speed up when kissing and slow down when falling asleep. slow……

"Hmm..." As if feeling the stimulation of an external force, An Jiayu twisted her head in her sleep, turned to Qiao Yumian, and slowly opened her eyes, her gaze was dazed and blurred.

I don't know if the quality of sleep will decline with age. In the past, An Jiayu would never be woken up by such subtle movements. He has tried repeatedly.

So, he hadn't had time to move his finger away.

But An Jiayu didn't seem to feel anything wrong, and even... rubbed his chin against his hand... like a pet that wants to be loved, without making a sound.

Qiao Yumian was a little confused for a while, he watched the man's eyes looking at him become clearer little by little, and then panicked.

The beating of the piano kiss on the fingertips suddenly became intense and gradually lost control. His arm trembled, and the numbness seemed to spread rapidly from the small piece of skin they touched, like vines produced by magic.

He watched helplessly as the thorny branches and leaves climbed along his arms to his shoulders and chest, and there was a faint pain everywhere he went.

He withdrew his hand stiffly: "Here...cough, it's here." He cleared his inexplicably hoarse throat, "You only said that you were in Jingyuan, not which building..."

"Jiudong." An Jiayu also turned his eyes away, and pointed to the depth of the road as if nothing had happened.

In front of the courtyard at the end, there is a magnolia tree that has just entered the flowering period, and the buds on the bony branches are bulging.

Qiao Yumian backed the car into the yard and got out of the car first: "Go to bed early, I'll go back first."

"Little Qiao!" An Jiayu stretched out his hand to tug at him, but the down jacket was too slippery, so he missed it.

"Huh?" He turned around and walked in front of the other party, within reach of his hand.

But this time the other party behaved well and just stood there: "Are you busy recently?"

"Fortunately, before the business trip, I worked nine to five, and occasionally worked overtime on weekends."

"Then, when you're free, I'll treat you to dinner."

An Jiayu raised her head, seeing that he didn't reply immediately, she hastily explained: "I won't disturb your work, you invited me today..."

There's no need to make such a deal with him, it's just a meal.

Qiao Yumian sighed: "Okay. Just send me a message if you think of something to eat."

In the next few days, An Jiayu did not bother him as he expected.

Qiao Yumian glanced at her phone from time to time when she was not working, and was full of work contacts until Friday night.

He opened WeChat as usual, and found that An Jiayu's profile picture had moved to the top, with an unread red mark.

--Are you off tomorrow?

——There will be a live broadcast in the afternoon, and it will end at about 05:30.

After he replied, he put the phone back on the table, followed by a "buzz".

The other party replied in seconds.He suddenly had the illusion that An Jiayu had been waiting for him with his phone in his hand.

——Then invite you to dinner tonight?What to eat?

Qiao Yumian laughed:

——I can do it, pick what you like, it’s rare to come back.

An Jiayu was a little nervous.

Over the years, he has become a lot stranger to the city where he was born and raised, and now he is also the same with Qiao Yumian.

So like a first-time visitor, he searched through food guides, large and small, and carefully selected them.In my impression, Qiao Yumian doesn't really seem to be too picky about food. The only thing he has clearly shown his dislike for is boiled carrots, but even if he doesn't like them, he will eat them honestly.

So he picked a restaurant that was unanimously recommended by everyone, with full marks for the dishes and atmosphere, and there is a river nearby for walking.

See the rave reviews in the comments section below, especially among couples.

He admits that he has a lot of selfishness, especially when Qiao Yumian sent him home in the car last time, it was clearly...uncontrollable.

This feeling is not unfamiliar at all. In the past, Qiao Yumian would often do some unimaginable actions when he was emptied. He would look at him in a daze, and when he was lying on the bed, he would subconsciously play with his hair, ears, or like pinching a stress relief toy. Pinch his fingertips.

Thinking of Qiao Yumian's fingers rubbing his side neck and his slightly absent-minded gaze, goosebumps crawled all over his body instantly. An Jiayu covered her neck and curled up in the chair, feeling that the skin on the entire left half of her body was going to burn, and her heart itched unbearably.

If he feels right...

"Little fish?" Yu Zhifan was about to get up to clean up the dishes, but when he saw his appearance, he sat back in the seat opposite in surprise, "Why are you smirking?"

"Ah?" He was startled, and immediately got up, "No, nothing. I'll clean it up."

"...Let's go together." Yu Zhifan followed him with great interest, seeing that he rolled up his sleeves and didn't fight him hard, but just adjusted the water temperature for him, "What's wrong, you're in such a good mood?"

"...It's not very good either." An Jiayu stretched out his hand to drench the warm water, and couldn't help laughing again, unable to control it no matter what.

There was a sudden click in his ear, and Yu Zhifan raised his phone and took a photo of him: "I'll send it to your mother to make her happy too."

……

Is it that exaggerated... An Jiayu glanced at the screen, as if she was really happy.

An Zhen immediately sent a voice message back, and Yu Zhifan ordered the release.

"Brother, what's going on!" She seldom yelled like this.

"I don't know, he won't tell. Guess." Yu Zhifan turned and went upstairs with his mobile phone, slammed the door, and left An Jiayu to wash the dishes by himself.

After all, An Zhen has been in Europe for less than half a month this time, An Jiayu nuzzled, as for what, old couples still want to avoid their sons and whisper...

After washing the dishes, he went back to the room alone and fell into the pillow, and pushed the restaurant he had chosen out of thousands of choices to Qiao Yumian.

——Go here, it’s not too far from your studio, I’ll pick you up at six in the afternoon?

--it is good.

The other party is still concise.But An Jiayu didn't think he was indifferent at all, this was the Qiao Yumian he knew, gentle and not polite.

"Little fish!" Yu Zhifan rushed in without knocking on the door, "I forgot to take my medicine again. I put it on the dining table for you and you can forget it...how come you are the same as your mother."

"Immediately." He lazily got up from the bed, and his father gently squeezed his left arm, "Is it better? Does it still hurt?"

He shook his head: "It doesn't hurt if you don't use your strength."

"Take your medicine on time even if it doesn't hurt. Vicky will send you to physiotherapy on Sunday, and you don't need to arrange anything else."

"Ah."

The author says:

Going on a date!A serious date indeed!

(Well, if you have something to say, please don't come here! I called someone!)