The whole world knows that she likes Yi Yang Qianxi

for a long time.

"How is little aunt?" Jiacheng closed the book in his hand.

Tao Zhou also closed the book and looked at Jiacheng.

"Sorry, Jiacheng."

Jiacheng seemed to know what she would say, so he showed a knowing smile, stroked the paper cup in his hand, and said after a while, "Little aunt doesn't need to apologize."

Tao Zhou also held his own cup in the palm of his hand, the tea was already cold.

She remembered that when she first came here, she was still a little hot, and Jiacheng should have ordered it for her at a good time.

After taking another sip, the originally bitter tea became more refreshing after it cooled down.

Jiacheng took out her phone, scanned the QR code on the corner of the table, and handed the phone to her.

"Let's have another drink."

Tao Zhou took it, and there was already a 1 on the bottom one, she clicked it and took a look: tea.

This is what they have in their hands.The bookstore is the most famous, the worst, and the most ordered.

She directly adds 1, then places an order, enters the password, and completes the order.

They both know each other's password.

Jiacheng took the phone back, stared at the interface for a while, and then said, "Auntie has a really good memory."

Tao Zhou blinked slowly, then looked at her and said, "Not as good as you."

Jiacheng froze for a moment, then put the phone back on the corner of the table.

During the summer vacation two years ago, Taozhou locked herself in the room for a long time after returning from a trip to the UK.

Papa Tao was very worried about her, so he invited Jiacheng to visit her.

When Jiacheng entered, Taozhou was slumped on the wicker chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and sleeping. She felt very light during that time. She was already awake when Jiacheng knocked on the door, but she didn't respond.

Jiacheng walked in, with smooth steps, walked directly to the carpet beside her and sat down.

It was very hot in August, and Taozhou’s air conditioner was turned up to [-] degrees, and she sat by the window in a sweater to bask in the sun.

Jiacheng sat for a while, then went to her closet and took out two towel blankets, wrapped one around Tao Zhou, and draped the other over her shoulders.

Tao Zhou opened his eyes: "Did my dad ask you to come?"

Jiacheng looked up at her: "I heard that you lost your soul when you went abroad."

Tao Zhou threw off the blanket and went to get the water on the desk: "It's just jet lag."

Jiacheng followed her to the desk.

Tao Zhou handed her the water: "Drink?"

Jiacheng took it, saw the ticket stub at the corner of the table, took a look at it while drinking water: "England? Little aunt, how dare you go to England?"

Tao Zhou looked at her and raised an eyebrow.

Jiacheng took another look at the ticket stub after drinking the water, before putting it down: "And it's still Cardiff, with an annual rainfall of 115 centimeters. Auntie, don't you hate rainy days the most?"

After Tao Zhou heard this, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he leaned over, picked up a stack of rice paper from the desk, and threw it all into the trash can.

"Is that so?" She went to the closet to find a short-sleeved shirt and changed. "The geography has always been bad."

Taking advantage of her turning around, Jiacheng couldn't help but glanced at the balls of paper in the trash can.

The rice paper is easy to see through, she looked at it several times, and found that the whole piece was repeating three words: Xin, Fang, Jun.

what?name?

After Taozhou changed her clothes and turned around, Jiacheng put down the water glass and followed her out.

"I heard there is a water park near here?"

Tao Zhou nodded: "Not far, two hours."

"I want to go."

Tao Zhou thought for a while, and then said, "Go buy a swimsuit first."

After Jiacheng came back, he closed the door, "OK!"

The moment the door closed, I couldn't help but slip my eyes to the big ball of paper protruding from the trash can.

Black ink, pale yellow paper.

"That's why I said, little auntie doesn't need to apologize." Jiacheng's gaze shifted from the phone to Tao Zhou's eyes, with a smile still on his face.

Tao Zhou didn't see her sick and delicate appearance, and slightly staggered his gaze: "Why?"

Jiacheng also looked away, lowered his head and took a sip of the already cold tea: "Didn't my little aunt say that I belong to a cat?"

Curiosity killed the cat.

Taozhou has no desire for anything, while Jiacheng is the complete opposite, full of curiosity about everything.

When you can't ask clearly in person, you will investigate secretly behind your back.

Taozhou closed her eyes, she should have thought of it long ago.

Opening it again, what should be said is still to say: "Jiacheng, I'm sorry for ruining your wedding."

Jiacheng's smile finally couldn't last a little longer.

"Little aunt, I know it all!" She paused, her throat seemed to be choked, and then continued, "I know, and I still want to marry him, so there is really no need for you to apologize to me for this .Because I know, I know..." She swallowed as if choking, and stopped talking.

Tao Zhou looked at her slowly flushed eyes, and sighed: "It's because I know you know, that's why I have to apologize to you."

Taozhou originally thought that Jiacheng dodged because she knew she liked Xin Fangjun, and didn't take the initiative to tell herself.

Under such circumstances, she only thought that Jiacheng liked Xin Fangjun more than her, and was afraid that she would bring accidents.

But it turns out she knows everything.

How much courage does a woman have to be determined to marry the GAY she likes?

Marrying a straight man you don’t like can also be said to be holding the idea that one day he will like you, but what if the person you like is gay?

Taozhou couldn't imagine what kind of mentality Jiacheng had in his mind, walking towards Xin Fangjun with such a smile, let alone how desperate Jiacheng would be when she appeared at the door.

She blew out all of Jiacheng's most humble wishes.

She suddenly thought of a sentence: No matter how good a person is, as long as he keeps working hard, he must be a bad person in someone's story.

Jiacheng lay on her arms: "Little aunt, what should I do, I feel so ashamed."

"It's not shameful," Tao Zhou put his hand on the back of her head, "It's not shameful to like someone."

Jiacheng's forbearing voice came from the crook of his arms: "I really like it..."

If liking is a game, then there is already a strong curiosity about the other party before the game, which is enough to be at a disadvantage in this game.

It's not just cats that curiosity can kill.

After soothing Jiacheng back home, it was already early morning.

The spotlight in the entrance was yellow, and Tao Zhou changed his shoes in a daze, then lay down on his back, just sleeping on the ground in front of the entrance.

For about 2 minutes, Tao Zhou felt slight footsteps above his head.

She frowned, opened her eyes, and saw a chin.

The brain didn't seem to be active, Tao Zhou stared at his chin, completely unable to guess who it was.

The chin drew a short arc downward, and most of his face was exposed in front of Tao Zhou.

She stretched out her hand upwards, didn't catch anything, then put it down slumpedly, and hit the ground with a loud noise.

It hurts to hear.

Qian Xi squatted down, grabbed her hand, rubbed it in the palm of her hand, and then raised it in front of her: "What do you want?"

Tao Zhou pinched his chin: "You don't have a double chin."

The skin of his chin is delicate, she only pinched it with two fingers, and quickly released it.

"..." Qian Xi got up, bent down and grabbed her hand, "It's cold on the ground."

Taozhou felt it for a while: "It's cool."

Qian Xi exerted a little force: "Then get up."

Tao Zhou also tried hard, but refused to get up: "I'm tired."

Qian Xi squatted down again: "I hug you?"

Tao Zhou hesitated for a moment, sat up slowly, and put the shoes he just changed into the shoe cabinet.

Her voice was muffled: "Just now, you didn't want to talk to me."

He helped her close the cabinet, then held out his hand to her: "I don't have one."

She grabbed his hand and stood up without continuing the topic.

Qian Xi also didn't tell her that as soon as she lowered her head, he turned to look at her, but she didn't look at him again until the end.

"Didn't you say you went home to sleep today?" Tao Zhou turned on the light in the living room, "Why don't you turn on the light?"

"Xiao Yuan forgot to take something, so he came here, and I happened to take you back tomorrow morning." He walked to the kitchen, "I brought you a supper."

Tao Zhou walked over: "What is it?"

He took out the take-out box and opened it for her to see: "Mushroom Chicken Porridge."

Tao Zhou took out two small bowls: "Porridge for dinner?"

Qian Xi was taken aback when she saw the two bowls, then divided the porridge into two portions and put them in the microwave together.

"Senior Wei Lan is also there. He seems to have a performance recently, so he eats lightly."

Tao Zhou nodded: "That's it."

The microwave was working quietly, and the two stood in front of it and watched quietly.

"It's best not to turn on high heat when heating things in a microwave oven." Qian Xi looked at it for a while, then reached out and adjusted the high heat to low heat, "It will work."

"Oh."

Qian Xi glanced at her sideways, then continued to stare at the microwave oven and asked her, "Where did you go just now?"

Tao Zhou blinked slowly twice before saying, "I'm going to meet a friend."

"Friend?" Qian Xi recalled yesterday's WeChat message, pretending not to care and asked, "Qi Wang?"

Tao Zhou gave him a surprised look: "Qi Wang?"

He coughed: "Oh, I, I guess."

Tao Zhou shook his head: "It's not him, he's in Jiangnan, and I can't fly."

Qian Xi immediately asked: "Then what if he comes to Beijing?"

"Ding—" The time set by the microwave oven is up.

Tao Zhou bent down to look for gloves in the cabinet below, and was about to put them on when Qian Xi took them.

He walked out with two bowls of porridge, and Tao Zhou followed him with a spoon.

Thinking of his question just now, he replied: "Come here, Beijing is not my home, can I not let him come?"

Qian Xi snorted, took the spoon she handed over, and drank the porridge quietly.

Tao Zhou glanced at him before pulling out the chair and sitting down.

The porridge was a little hot, so she took two breaths and took a sip.

It was still a little hot, so she unconsciously scooped it up spoon by spoon.

Qian Xi drank the porridge with her head down. She must have washed her hair, and her hair was already hanging down in a docile way. She didn't have the arrogance she had on the stage, and she looked a little smaller.

"Qianxi." She called him suddenly.

The author has something to say: Itachi's CUT cried when he saw it.

Today's song recommendation: a poetic Qianxun Waterfall - Promise Jason.

This is a cover song, the original song is Stephy Tang's Light Bulb.Cantonese songs are also very nice.