always quiet

When the car stopped, Zheng Anzhi finally understood where they were going after a short period of surprise.

long lost home

Pushing open the door, the living room that used to be lively and joyously gathered in the old days was empty.Even so, she still felt warm when she came in. Some unknown plants on the window sill had already sprouted tiny flowers. When she bought it, she didn’t ask much about the plants, and she still doesn’t know, or even think about it. Will it bloom in winter.

Yin Zhihou closed the door and watched her squatting by the window with a surprised look on her face with a slight smile.

"Eh? When did these flowers bloom?" She turned her head and looked at him with bright eyes.

"It's been a few days." Yin Zhihou squatted down next to her, and said lightly, "I wanted to leave them here, but I couldn't help but come back and take a look, so I poured some water. "

In the past, he seldom used this house, and just put it on display. It was just a cold house, and it was nothing to him.But since she lived here, it seems that there is really a "home" here. Even without her shadow, it is probably what she would do in the past when she gathers in front of the window sill to take care of these plants. There is a faint warmth.Sitting where she used to sit, watching the scenery she once saw, doing the things she used to do.

None of them are good at expressing themselves, but he knew that Zheng Anzhi could understand. This could be regarded as a tacit understanding cultivated over the long-term working together.

Women are indeed easily moved creatures. Zheng Anzhi lowered his head and said nothing, but ripples had already appeared in his heart.

Now you like me too, what a luxury

So coming here is not as simple as looking at the flowers, right? Although Yin Zhihou's thoughts cannot be guessed by ordinary people, it is not so boring.After a short rest, reading a book or something to pass the time, her stomach finally started to growl

"Hey, you won't ask me to come over and not give me food, will you?" Zheng Anzhi couldn't take it anymore, and cast a resentful glance at someone.

"There's no food here." Yin Zhihou remained calm and said a word naturally, "Let's go buy something and come back and cook."

"It's so troublesome, why don't you just go out and eat fast food." She took up a sofa by herself with the pillows in her arms, and said lazily.

"" Yin Zhihou suddenly felt that the little woman who was able to live a good life that he saw before was an illusion at all.

That being said, even a slob still has to live, so in the end Zheng Anzhi was dragged to the supermarket by him.At this time of night, most people are off work, and the supermarket is a bit crowded, and some places are crowded and you can't see the shelves. Fortunately, she is familiar with this place.Zheng Anzhi walked in front, looking around looking for ingredients that were convenient to make, turning around, leaving Yin Zhihou far behind.There were three or five people in the middle, and when he came out, he couldn't find her.

Yin Zhihou's heart sank, and just as he was about to look around, he saw her coming out from behind the next shelf and waving to him, "Hey, what do you like to eat?"

He breathed a sigh of relief, walked over and tapped her on the head, "Don't run around, I just took a drip during the day and now I don't have a long memory, right? I almost lost you."

Zheng Anzhi curled his lips, and said aggrievedly, "I didn't run around, I'm obviously familiar with this place, you didn't follow closely."

To be precise, she is not used to the feeling of having someone with her.When we lived together in the past, we always came alone, and we quickly picked up our things and flew to the toll counter.Later, during the time when I lived with Jae-kyung, she usually ran in front of her rather bluffing, looking around, and followed behind, and occasionally nodded when she looked back to ask for advice.She was used to being the one who followed others.

Sometimes quiet people are always easy to be ignored, I am used to being ignored like this, suddenly someone will always care about me, a little too sudden but suddenly very caring.

"Then you should be careful not to lose me." Yin Zhihou raised the corners of his lips and took her hand naturally.

In this way, a corner was isolated from the hustle and bustle of people, without much words, quiet and warm, they shared the temperature of each other's palms, and simply exchanged trivial issues such as what to eat at night.

Zheng Anzhi found that if he directly asked Yin Zhihou what he likes to eat, he probably wouldn't be able to find out anything, because his answer was always "casual".But you can tell by looking at the dishes on the table, some of the dishes are basically untouched, and some are concentrated on her side

"So you're picky eaters too." She looked at the table which was not easy to clean, shook her head and sighed.

Yin Zhihou put down his chopsticks calmly, looked up at her, "Didn't you also eat that dish?"

Zheng Anzhi could only laugh dryly.Well, picky eating is indeed a problem that most people have

After dinner, the two of them washed the dishes in the kitchen together, hearing the sound of splashing water and the slightly harsh sound of a rag wiping a porcelain bowl.Zheng Anzhi suddenly remembered something, and turned to look at the person beside him, "Speaking of which, did you bring me here just to see flowers and eat?"

"Can't?"

She lowered her head and tidied up the washed dishes and put them in the cupboard.He said, "It can be done, but it's all done now."

"Actually," Yin Zhihou raised the corner of his mouth and said, "I want to remind you, should I pay some rent?"

Zheng Anzhi's reaction was as if he had heard something from the Arabian Nights, "Hey, didn't you say you don't need it, so you can live with me?"

"I've changed my mind now."

"Whether you want money or not, you need life." Zheng Anzhi said confidently.

"What do I want your life for?" Yin Zhihou smiled helplessly, took a step closer to her, and leaned down to kiss her lips lightly.Zheng Anzhi only felt that the light in front of him suddenly dimmed, and all his senses were only the soft touch of his lips. When she was stunned for a moment, he pulled a certain distance away, and said softly, "The rent has been collected."

Zheng Anzhi looked at his handsome face so close at hand, his face turned red.

"I need to ask for your opinion before this?" He raised his eyebrows, his tone a bit narrow.

Of course, there is no romance to speak of otherwise. What am I thinking?Zheng Anzhi thought tearfully—when did Yin Zhihou become so black-bellied. .

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Min's.

When Min Shiyuan slipped out of the room to look for water to drink, he saw Min Zhihao in a daze in front of the sofa.

"Hey, you won't be so lonely after such a small blow, right?" Although An Zhi really didn't come back today

Min Zhihao frowned and thought hard, saw her coming, raised his head and asked, "I just don't understand, Zheng Anzhi is such a careful person, how could he treat me as the person who hurt her indiscriminately?"

Min Shiyuan paused, "You said she thought it was you?"

"Otherwise, how could I go further and further away from her?" Min Zhihao said with a wry smile.

She was silent for a moment, and replied with a smile, "You are the heart of Sima Zhao——it's not surprising that passers-by think so. I'll go up first, and you can get tangled up slowly."

Step by step, Min Shiyuan looked at his feet silently, holding the cup in his hand, rubbing his fingertips on the glass back and forth, and then lost his mind.If An Zhi didn't know that the person who hit her was related to her mother, how would she explain what she said a few days ago?Well, she knew that her mother probably hoped that she would not get too close to An Zhi, maybe her mother thought too much and misunderstood An Zhi.

The footsteps stopped abruptly.

So the person who sent An Zhi to the hospital was obviously the mother, why didn't she tell An Zhi the truth, and let her misunderstand Brother Zhi Hao for so many years?

One trap within another, in such a complex and difficult chain, it seemed that even she was involved in it.

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At the same time, Song Yubin, who was at home, had already called Min Shiyuan countless times, all of which were busy.

Xia Zaijing has been leaning on the sofa, as if watching TV, but in fact he has been paying attention to him.She kept her eyes on the screen, and asked "casually", "Do you still have Shiyuan's number? Doesn't it mean that you haven't contacted for many years."

Song Yubin was impatient and didn't pay much attention to her words, so he replied casually, "There are too many numbers in the phone book, so I don't bother to delete them."

She looked at him coldly as usual.

He didn't distinguish between jealousy and quarreling. Xia Zaijing has always been like this. If he doesn't like Song Yubin, he just speaks out, and the two of them start arguing.Four years ago, when they were not close friends, Xia Zaijing always thought that Song Yubin was the type of a modest gentleman, but now it seems that he never seemed to be in front of her.

When noisy has become a way of getting along, and both of them are used to it, they feel that it has become a part of life, which is warm.

But this time Song Yubin didn't pay attention to look at her.

In his memory, Song Yubin seldom cared about her when he met Shiyuan.

"I'm going to bed first." Xia Zaijing yawned, and didn't have the mood to stay by the side anymore.It's not just Shiyuan's matter, she suddenly felt that she was always around him, and he remained calm and did not change at all.Tired of hearing the names of countless women he once had, Xia Zaijing was a little tired just like that.

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At night, when Zheng Anzhi and Yin Zhihou were lying on the sofa watching a movie, she received a call from Jae Kyung.

"Anzhi, do you think men regard first love as important?"

Miss Xia rarely shows such a lonely mood

Zheng Anzhi moved the phone away a little, and looked at Yin Zhihou next to him tangled, "Jae Kyung asked me, do men think first love is very important."

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"Jaejing, I'm not a man, how should I answer you?" Zheng Anzhi put the phone back to his ear, "But you don't need to think about it, Shiyuan was just a kid when he broke up with Song Yubin, how could he be so stupid?" Great attraction." Shiyuan, I'm sorry

"But" Miss Xia scratched her head in confusion, "What about you? Do you take first love seriously?"

"Me?" Zheng Anzhi thought for a while, and said, "If I think about it, I will forget it, but I probably haven't forgotten it."

Yin Zhihou raised his hand, which was about to press the pause button, and paused.

When she put down the phone, he couldn't help asking, "Why didn't I hear you say that?"

"Ahem, it's a boring old story, why bring it up..." Zheng Anzhi turned his gaze back to the screen, and said with a dry smile, "Don't worry about it, I missed a lot of scenes."

After a short conversation, the silence returned, the room was dim, only the screen reflected the halo of bright and dark light.Coincidentally, the movie is called "A Little Thing of First Love". After Zheng Anzhi saw that the heroine confessed to the hero and was rejected, he was so sad that he accidentally stepped into the swimming pool, and he was still desperately saying that it was okay. feeling.

Some people's first love is desperate, even pain like crushing bones, while others are buried in the years and never germinated.

She tilted her head to look at Yin Zhihou, very focused.The man she likes has deep eyes, a high nose bridge, and a gentle smile. He is the most handsome man she has ever seen.And now, they are together.

"Distracted again?" Yin Zhihou raised the corner of his mouth imperceptibly.

"Uh..." Zheng Anzhi was a little embarrassed, he didn't know how he found out that she was peeking at him.

He turned his head, his eyes reflected the flickering lights and shadows on the screen, his voice was low, it sounded seductive to her, "I can't help it when you look at it like this."

Seeing him approaching gradually, Zheng Anzhi closed his eyes subconsciously, his heart beating like a drum.

Seeing her docile appearance, a smile appeared in Yin Zhihou's eyes, then he lowered his head and grabbed her lips, rolling them gently, his movements were gentle and patient, so delicate that she could clearly feel the small movements of the tip of his tongue, and the touch of lips and teeth Slight pain at times.It's completely different from his slightly rough actions when he was drunk last time.

He wrapped one hand around her waist, and put the other behind her head to force her to come closer, gradually deepening the kiss.

And Zheng Anzhi was in a completely passive position, unable to resist under his gentle offensive.Panting, she finally found a gap in the airtight kiss, pushed him away and complained in a low voice, "I can't breathe!"

"Then change your breath." Yin Zhihou laughed lowly, and with a forceful hand behind her head, he pressed her against him again.

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Kissing is really a lung capacity exercise

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