you are a star

Only then did Xiao Jiu see what Fan Qi was holding in his hand, and a look of astonishment flashed across his eyes.

The black velvet box looks familiar, wait, isn't this...

He looked at Liang Feicheng suddenly, and the man's eyes were full of sadness.

"Aside from returning the property to its original owner, is there anything else to say?" Liang Feicheng looked into Fan Qi's eyes.

Fan Qi silently shook her head.

The man's thin lips were pursed into a cold straight line. He stretched out his hand, and a section of forearm slid from the sleeve of the bathrobe. The tight arc of the blue veins extending from the forearm to the back of the hand was shocking.

Then he took the box over, and said in a flat voice without any emotion, "You guys go out."

Xiao Jiu and Fan Qi looked at each other, they both frowned tacitly, and left the master bedroom on the third floor.

After the door was closed, Liang Feicheng was silent for a few seconds, got up and walked back to the bedroom, and sat by the bed before opening the lid of the velvet box.

Inside lay an agate bracelet quietly.

After staring at it for a few seconds, the corners of his mouth curved slightly in a self-deprecating arc, and she really guessed that he gave it to him.

Only one sentence was brought, and nothing else was said, and there was no note left in the box.

That's it, it came back neatly.

"Hey." He chuckled, closed the lid, and clenched his fingers tightly, the square box creaked softly between his convulsed fingers.

Nannan, don't you even want my things now?

He opened the drawer, threw the box in, then lay down, stroked his face with one hand, and grabbed his short hair along his forehead with his fingers.

His eyes paused for a moment, his hair was not dry yet, so it wasn't wet, it was just slightly damp when he grabbed it.

In his ears, it seemed that the delicate girl was lying on his bedside, saying——Third brother, it is easy to get a headache when you sleep without drying your hair.

How old was she then?

It seems that she has just entered high school and has a lot of homework, and she has always worked hard, doing homework in the room until late at night without rest.

It was already eleven o'clock when he came back from the office that day. When he went upstairs, he saw light shining through the crack of the door of her room. He wanted to go in and have a look, but he stopped and turned back to his room.

After he got out of the shower, he sat on the head of the bed and flipped through the books before going to bed.

The doors of his room were not locked, from the living room door to the bedroom, so when he heard someone knocking on the door of the bedroom, he thought it was the housekeeper, and he said casually, "Come in."

Then I saw Qiao Nan holding the exercise book standing at the door. She was wearing a white cotton nightgown and a mint green thin knit sweater, and smiled at him: "Third brother, teach me to do a math Question."

"Call me uncle." He corrected her without thinking.

She didn't change her moaning, standing by the door, paddling on the ground with the tip of one foot, as if she was still waiting for his answer.

He smiled helplessly, "Take it here."

Sure enough, the corners of her mouth curled up.

She was lying on the bedside, put the workbook on his lap, pointed at a big problem on it shyly, "It's this one, I can't solve it."

"I remember that your high school entrance examination was No. 1 in high school. Why, this kind of question stumped you?" When he said the words, he was still surprised how he would want to tease her.

Maybe it was her blushing looking at him that made him inadvertently want to tease her.

However, that question was a little difficult for the students in the first year of high school, but he only mentioned it a little bit. She was very smart and followed his train of thought to solve the problem.

Then, by analogy, she suddenly thought of another method, found another way, and successfully solved the answer.

He was surprised at the time, she was really smart.

But soon, he noticed that the girl's body was about to lie on his lap unknowingly, and he unintentionally swept over the neckline of her nightgown. Where should I put it.

In order to ease his embarrassment, he cleared his throat and licked his dry lips, "It's getting late, go to bed early."

"Well," she pursed her lips and picked up the exercise book with a disappointed expression, glanced at his hair, and paused, "Third brother, are you going to sleep like this?"

Maybe because of the distraction just now, he also forgot to correct her address, following her gaze, he stroked his hair, still a little wet, "It's okay."

"That won't work. My grandma said that if you don't dry your hair, you'll get a headache when you sleep." She put down the exercise book and looked around for a hair dryer.

The girl ran back and forth in front of his eyes, as if stepping on his heartbeat, and then slipped into his heart unexpectedly.

Things that I didn't think of much before, one after another for more than a year, I always remembered them without warning, and slapped him several times!

In fact, the girl's thoughts are very obvious, he has already seen it, but why, later, he decided that those were lies, and tore her beautiful love into pieces?
Liang Feicheng suddenly felt like a fool.

No, not like a fool, he is a complete fool!
With the girl's advice still in his ears, he suddenly turned over and got out of bed, strode to the bathroom, took down the hair dryer hanging on the wall, and blew his short hair in front of the mirror.

He almost forgot the feeling of her fingers running through his short hair, and he really wanted to let her blow-dry his hair again.

south south...

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In the middle of the night, the roads in Yanjing City were still full of traffic. Liang Feicheng was driving on the viaduct at a constant speed, and bundles of street lights passed by his three-dimensional face.

It's very late, she should have gone home, right?
I drove the car all the way into the Donglin community, and didn't stop at a conspicuous place, but drove under a banyan tree, where the shadow from the huge tree canopy shrouded the car well.

Liang Feicheng looked up from a distance, the windows on the twelfth floor were dark.

Did you sleep?
Just as he lowered the car window to light a cigarette, he saw a black commercial vehicle parked under Building B from the corner of his eye. Soon, he got off the passenger seat and opened the door of the rear compartment alone.

Then, he saw Yu Wenzhou and Qiao Nan get off the car one after another.

"Thank you for taking me back. It's so late, I won't invite you up for tea." Qiao Nan smiled frankly.

Yu Wenzhou gritted his molars, as if if it was still early, she would invite him up for tea.

He smiled suddenly: "I don't mind."

"Deng Tuzi." Qiao Nan rolled his eyes at him, turned and went in, behind him was Yu Wenzhou's unrestrained laughter.

Yu Wenzhou stood by the car door, waited for the lights on the twelfth floor to turn on, and then got in the car and left.

Qiao Nan returned to the house and was about to take a bath when he heard a doorbell.

The display screen inside the door suddenly malfunctioned, and she hadn't brought it to the property for repair, and she couldn't see who was outside the door, wondering if it might be Yu Wenzhou.

She took a deep breath and opened the door. Before she could see who was coming, a black figure suddenly rushed towards her, pressed her against the wall of the entrance, and kissed her lips...