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"Don't talk nonsense! Just say tell me or not." Cheng Xionglin was so angry that if Song Hui didn't say anything, she called Chang Yuan directly. Hmph, isn't it just that the surprise is gone? With me here, Chang Yuan There are surprises everywhere in Yuan's life.

She was tough, and Song Hui was even tougher than her: "No! Sue! Sue!"

Just as Cheng Xionglin was about to lose his temper, Song Hui hung up the phone directly.

Cheng Xionglin: I feel like I was hurt by the pent-up anger.

Cheng Xionglin held the mobile phone and struggled for a while, should he call Chang Yuan or not?

Five minutes later, the phone ding-dong.

"The location has been sent to you. The spare key is buried under the fourth flower bed at the door. You can dig it yourself. You don't need my help, Miss Cheng?"

Cheng Xionglin dragged the suitcase and walked out of the airport, slandering him in his heart: Hmph, Virtue, didn't you send it here, it's so cute.

Song Hui finished sending the message, threw away his phone, and buried his head in sleep. He really owed these two ancestors, and they were almost enslaved into habit.

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Cheng Xionglin silently praised Song Hui in his heart, not only gave him the address, but also gave him the key to open the door as a friendly gift, tsk tsk tsk, why is he so cute as a rival in love.

Find a sunny day, give Chang Yuan chui chui a pillow wind, let Chang Yuan and Song Hui sworn, so she can feel at ease.

Cheng Xionglin didn't expect Chang Yuan to live in such a remote place, and the driver took the wrong road several times, and finally arrived at Chang Yuan's mother's house. It was a single-family house with a garden. Weeds grew tall in the garden, but the road surface It looked neat and tidy, and it was obvious that someone lived there.

Taking the key to open the door, Cheng Xionglin heard a dull sound coming from her ear, which was very clear in the dark night, and she quickly held her breath.

The door was pushed open, and it was dark inside. Cheng Xionglin put the suitcase in the entrance, took off his high heels, and sneaked into the room like a thief.

She touched the wall, touched the switch several times, but didn't turn on the light, until she touched the door of what looked like a bedroom, turned the handle, and took a look inside under the faint moonlight. It was empty, no one was there, and the bed was rolled None of them moved.

Definitely the second bedroom.

That's why Cheng Xionglin hates having too many rooms at home. Like her, there is only one bedroom on the second floor, how simple and domineering.

He continued to feel the wall and felt the door of the bedroom again. He unscrewed the handle and quietly peeked inside. It was still empty, and the bed was as clean as new.

Is it a guest room?

There are too many rooms.

Continue to touch, the third time, it is still empty, but there is a fourth room?

Or did Song Hui give her a false address on purpose?

Cheng Xionglin felt that he should have made a full circle, and sure enough, he saw the luggage at the entrance in the next second.

This is really hell, Chang Yuan is not at home, or is Song Hui teasing her?

Cheng Xionglin was furious, threw her shoes on the ground, dressed them rudely, pulled up the suitcase and went out, she had to reason with Song Hui!

"Are you leaving?" A voice suddenly came from the living room.

Cheng Xionglin was so frightened that he wobbled and trembled, not daring to look back.

After Chang Yuan came back, she had been sitting on the sofa in the living room in a daze until Cheng Xionglin opened the door and came in. She saw Cheng Xionglin at a glance through the gradually dim light outside, and she suddenly felt that she was dreaming.

Chang Yuan didn't make a sound or move, but her eyes kept following Cheng Xionglin's movement. Seeing her sneaking around the house, she finally came to the conclusion that this didn't seem to be a dream.

She would never dream of Cheng Xionglin in such a cowardly manner, so Cheng Xionglin really came back.

That's great, it just so happens that she doesn't know what to do next.

Cheng Xionglin, who had his back to the room, didn't wait for the second sentence for a long time, so was it haunted just now, or was she hallucinating?

Seeing that Cheng Xionglin seemed to be frightened, Chang Yuan chuckled lightly, walked behind her without shoes, leaned close to her ear, and threatened her with a hoarse voice: "Don't leave anything behind?"

"What do you want?" Cheng Xionglin felt as if his earlobe had been licked, and his voice trembled.

"You." Chang Yuan snapped on the light in the hallway, and continued to laugh in Cheng Xionglin's ear, "It's delivered to your door, why not?"

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As soon as he heard the familiar voice, Cheng Xionglin's nerves instantly relaxed, and his whole mind seemed to have been soaked in cold water, with lingering fears in his heart.

With blushing cheeks, she glared at Chang Yuan and sat down on the sofa, so angry that she planned to ignore him.

Playing tricks, causing her to be so ashamed just now.

Chang Yuan touched her nose, she didn't mean it, she lowered her head and pulled her suitcase in consciously, put it on the side of the sofa, sat on the separate sofa chair beside Cheng Xionglin, and looked at Cheng Xionglin silently.

I haven't seen each other for a few months, and it feels like a world away. The two of them fell in love not long after they met, and separated soon after they fell in love. Now they meet in an unfamiliar environment, and there is a slight embarrassment between the two of them. Know where to start.

"you……"

"you……"

The two opened their mouths in a tacit understanding, and then shut up together in a tacit understanding, and the atmosphere became even more awkward.

Cheng Xionglin felt a little frustrated, she sent a surprise, what happened now, Chang Yuan was not surprised at all.

Therefore, Chang Yuan's affection for her still faded.

Sure enough, the oaths I made before were all lies.

The more Cheng Xionglin thought about it, the more wronged she became. She rushed back overnight and didn't get a good night's sleep for more than ten hours.

At this moment, Chang Yuan was also thinking a thousand times, why did she feel that Cheng Xionglin's aggressive state didn't seem like he came to fall in love with her.

After less than a minute of stalemate, Cheng Xionglin hurriedly got up, and Youyuan gave Chang Yuan a very sharp look, then pulled the suitcase and walked towards the door.

Speaking of it, the suitcase is the hardest...

Chang Yuan hurriedly stood up and chased after her: "Are you leaving again?"

Cheng Xionglin yelled at her angrily: "If you don't welcome me, I'll just go."

"I didn't..." Chang Yuan stopped at the door, not knowing what she did wrong.

"Since I entered the door until now, how many words have you said to me?" Cheng Xionglin frowned, clearly wanting to settle accounts.

If it is really weak, then she will add some salt. If it is not good enough, add some bitter gourd juice or spicy soup. If she can't drink it, neither can others.

"Six sentences." Chang Yuan came up with the answer after a little thought, and looked at Cheng Xionglin with bright eyes, as if she wanted to praise her memory.

Cheng Xionglin let out a snort, is this time to test her arithmetic! Six sentences are very proud?

Seeing that Cheng Xionglin's expression turned darker, Chang Yuan finally realized that Cheng Xionglin disliked her for talking less?

But she doesn't talk much... Wasn't it Cheng Xionglin who stirred up the atmosphere before?

But now is obviously not the time to be reasonable, so she hurriedly dragged her back and sat down on the sofa again. The sky outside the window had turned blue-white, and it was almost dawn.

"Then... have you eaten?" Chang Yuan racked her brains to think of a topic.

Cheng Xionglin didn't respond.

Chang Yuan cared about food, clothing, housing and transportation all the way to the date of Cheng Xionglin's aunt, but Cheng Xionglin just didn't respond, at most he said a few words.

After Chang Yuan talked clumsily for a long time, Cheng Xionglin's mood was much better.

She didn't want to embarrass Chang Yuan either, but after such a long separation, Song Hui was staring at her, and Chang Yuan didn't do anything, she didn't have a clue.

Worry about gains and losses, there will always be a little bit.

"Chang Yuan." Cheng Xionglin finally spoke.

"Yes, I'm here." Chang Yuan was depressed, and she sat up straight when she heard Cheng Xionglin's voice.

"You and Song Hui..." Cheng Xionglin looked at Chang Yuan suspiciously, and said to keep half and half, leaving enough room for Chang Yuan to explain the remaining half.

"He and I are friends. He was entrusted by my mother to take care of me. Don't think too much about it." Chang Yuan moved closer to Cheng Xionglin and hooked Cheng Xionglin's skirt, "Linlin, you The dress is so pretty."