Juliet Tower

When he finally didn't stop him, Ren Anjia gritted his teeth and broke free from the hands behind his back with red eyes.

Afterwards, the two curled up together, and waited for a long time before they recovered, and then they rushed to the table to wolf down before they had the strength to take a shower.

An Jiayu was too hot at night, so he wore his short T-shirt and swiped Weibo on the cheapest sofa in IKEA.

"Not going back?" Qiao Yumian asked.

"Are you going to work tomorrow?" The man didn't look up, his eyes were glued to the phone screen, and he poked his fingers, wondering what he was busy with.

"No, I didn't rest last week, so I don't have to go there tomorrow or the day after tomorrow." Qiao Yumian took out two sets of sportswear and hung them on the hooks.

"Then I won't go back." An Jiayu's expression was not very good.

He leaned over curiously: "What did you see?"

hiss……

Qiao Yumian gasped, and realized that the trending search was really not a joke. There was a video of him on the screen, holding a rose full of roses.

"Your studio has gained 10,000+ fans today...everyone is looking for your personal Weibo..." An Jiayu said angrily, "It's too scheming, and you even put your shirt into your pants, and your legs look 1.8 It's too late... Tsk, the high-definition camera... Qiao Yumian, you are really a genius if you don't want to become a star... There should be various managers in the show, no one contacted you?"

Qiao Yumian looked at him helplessly: "No, some people were added but there was no movement. Don't look, it will stop later."

An Jiayu opened his sleeves, looked at the fingerprints on the skin of his arms that had not faded and blew lightly: "Does it hurt?"

Qiao Yumian couldn't help laughing: "I'm afraid I'll hurt you, why are you grabbing so hard..."

"...Who told you to tease me on purpose. It's not like you don't know that I have strong hands..." The violinist was annoyed and distressed at the same time, "Will there be bruises tomorrow..."

"It doesn't hurt, anyway, wear long sleeves. Go to bed early? Get up early tomorrow, run in the morning, and then I want to go to the nursing home to accompany my mother... I haven't been there for a week because of the wedding dress show."

"Okay, get up early and go to accompany your mother." An Jiayu responded selectively.

Qiao Yumian's dormitory had a single bed that was only 1.2 meters wide, but the two grown men slept next to each other and didn't feel too crowded.

An Jiayu was afraid of the heat, so in the middle of the night, she naturally piled all the quilts on Qiao Yumian's body, and hugged him and the quilt together.

Qiao Yumian had no dreams all night, and when she woke up in the morning, she found herself wrapped in a cocoon, stuffy and hot, but also had a strange sense of security.

An Jiayu hugged him sideways, half-clasped his left hand on his chest, his fingers were still moving unconsciously in his sleep, as if he were plucking a few invisible strings.

He struggled to pull an arm out of the cocoon, and reached for the mobile phone by the bedside, 06:30.

"Get up." He turned his head and touched another face with his shoulder that was close at hand. A few side bangs were shaken and fell on the bridge of the nose. The man hummed but was reluctant to open his eyes.

He was so sleepy in the morning that it seemed cruel to wake him up.

But cruel also called, the doctor said he needed to exercise.

Professional musicians are like professional athletes. They have to deal with a lot of training and performances running around. Physical fitness, strength, flexibility and immunity are indispensable. It is better to develop habits early.

When he was brushing his teeth, he deliberately did not close the door, and opened the music app to randomly select an album of An Jiayu to play. The sound of water swishing and the passionate melody gradually woke up the person on the bed.

"Change and wash, there will be more people on the road at night." Qiao Yumian urged.

"...Then don't run away." An Jiayu hugged the quilt and curled up on the bed.

"It was agreed last night."

"No... Last night I just agreed to visit your mother at noon..." The man took advantage of the situation and slipped under the quilt.

What Qiao Yumian is not good at is the ability to speak these strong words, but he knows very well that some people are weak but not hard.So he took a few prepared sportswear and sat silently on the ground beside the bed.

An Jiayu noticed that there was no movement in the room, so she quietly lifted the quilt, turned over in surprise, and was face to face with him.

Qiao Yumian lightly shook his left hand, and the man immediately lost his battle, and angrily pulled his hand, messing up his hair that he hadn't had time to comb.

"Get up, run, run, run now... Get up, don't look at me like that... I've convinced you..."

After persisting for half an hour, An Jiayu gave up completely. He bent over, panting with his hands on his bent knees: "Xiao Qiao, let's go step by step! Are you going to run a marathon as soon as you come up?"

"It's only five kilometers...you can't do it?" Qiao Yumian saw that the hair on his forehead was wet.

"...I can do it." Hearing his question, An Jiayu gritted her teeth and stood up straight, raised the back of her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, "Although I'm good, but I'm hungry..."

There is no need to be so brave.

It is indeed necessary to proceed step by step, five kilometers on the first day is already pretty good, Qiao Yumian nodded compassionately: "Go buy breakfast."

The dishes in the traditional breakfast shop are very simple. They ordered simple fried dough sticks with sweet soy milk, plus one tea egg per person.Carrying it home while An Jiayu took a shower, Qiao Yumian took out an apple from the refrigerator, cut it in half, and put it next to the peeled tea eggs.

Staring at the neat cut surface, he suddenly missed the big mouse.

Going out at the wrong peak, An Jiayu insisted on driving, saying that he was going to improve his skills by the way, but it took an hour and a half to get there.

"You go in first. My mother sent me a message asking me to call her back..." The man stuck out his tongue, "Probably to check where I lived yesterday..."

Qiao Yumian nodded and got out of the car first.

When passing through the public area, I could faintly hear noises on the second floor. When I went upstairs, I realized that the quarrel came from the door of Li Huijun's room. A small group of people gathered in the corridor, and their staggered backs blocked Qiao Yumian's sight.He walked over quickly and found that the few people around his mother were all unfamiliar faces.

He suddenly remembered that the 90-year-old grandma next door said last week that she would move to a bigger room on the top floor, one bedroom and one living room, where she could stay with her family. These should be the new neighbors.

Li Huijun was sitting in a wheelchair with an irritable expression, and was blocked by seven or eight people at the door, saliva fell on the dry hair on the top of his head.

The nurse looked up and saw him as if he had seen a savior: "You are here! I just asked the nurse to call you!"

Those ferocious people all closed their mouths and turned to look at him, unconsciously making way for him, but after realizing that he was alone, they regained their arrogance: "Who are you?"

Qiao Yumian didn't answer in a hurry, and went straight to Li Huijun and bent over to help her pull the blanket covering her lap.

"She's my mother. What's the matter?" He turned around slowly and asked unhurriedly. At the same time, he winked to ask the nurse to push the wheelchair back to the house, but was blocked for no reason.

There was a man over forty years old in front of the door, and the man grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair: "You don't need to go back, the nurse went to check the room, and said that the room can be transferred as soon as possible, so you quickly pack your things for your mother and prepare to move." Let's go to the room." He has some old-fashioned bureaucratic style on him, not fierce but greasy, and he opens his mouth in a condescending order tone.

Those who stayed in this sanatorium were indeed some people of status.

But their mother and son have never been embarrassed before, and those who are really powerful are not in this area, but in another building with better conditions behind the garden.

Qiao Yumian frowned: "You may have misunderstood, we didn't want to move rooms." He glanced down at the hand holding Li Huijun's wheelchair, "You let my mother go back to the room first, she is useless here, It's also easy to be stimulated. We can discuss things slowly."

"What are you discussing!" The woman next to the man interjected loudly, "Your mother is too loud! It's playing music and snoring, and my dad can't sleep well this week. And those flowers on the windowsill attract insects. Mosquitoes are everywhere around here! Look, look, my dad's arm was bitten!" She walked to the wall, and the sleeves of the old man who was holding the wheelchair in a daze were gently rolled up by her. There was a red bulge, but it didn't look like a mosquito bite at all, but more like a pimple.

"Sorry, my mother is a little deaf, so the music may be playing louder. Can I let her pay attention in the future?" Qiao Yumian patiently accompanied her. After all, I will live next door and see you up and down, so there is no need to make it too ugly. .

"We greeted you on the first day! We just didn't listen! Your nurses are quite fierce, a countryman...hehe."

Qiao Yumian frowned. The women's clothes and makeup were exquisite, but they couldn't hide the arrogance and rudeness that looked down on others.

Li Huijun has lived here for more than two years. Although he has a big temper, he avoids people most of the time and has never had any serious quarrels with anyone.He looked to the nurse for confirmation, and the nurse said in a low voice, "I'm not violent, I told them well, and the music was turned down... I stood in the corridor and listened to it several times yesterday afternoon, and it wasn't noisy at all. "

Qiao Yumian nodded: "It's okay." He looked at the fierce family in a blink of an eye, and said calmly, "Sorry, it's not convenient to move. But I can move the flowers, and we will try our best to pay attention to the music. As for snoring, In fact, how much the old man sleeps..."

"What's the inconvenience? We've already told the doctor, and we'll have to deal with this matter today. Young man, where's your father?" A sneer of disdain appeared on the face of the middle-aged man.

The author says:

Some things always have a result.But Xiaoyu was always with him.