please stop being jealous

After I said the title of the song, there was a brief silence.

Xu Luo also fell silent.

I also did not speak.

Maybe it was 1 minute, or maybe 5 minutes before Xu Luoye's soft voice sounded beside him: "Change another song."

I thought she was going to start singing, but ended up saying these three words.

I couldn't help but laugh: "What's wrong?"

Xu Luo also let go of me, and sat down a little beside me: "Go take a bath."

I turned to look at her, but she closed her eyes and didn't look at me.

Her face was normal, I thought about it, and reached out my hand.

As soon as she touched Xu Luoye's face, it was like a conditioned reflex, and she flicked to the side again.

Her eyes were not closed anymore, I raised the corners of my lips and asked deliberately: "Why is your face so hot?"

Xu Luo also stared at me without answering, then stood up.

I pulled her wrist: "Where are you going?"

"Go and wash your face." She stopped and looked at me standing still.

"Why didn't you answer the last question?"

Xu Luo also smiled on the skin: "Because it's hot."

I let go of her: "Go."

I sat on the sofa by myself and rubbed the space between my eyebrows.

When I think about Fang Yuan and Song Chicheng, I start to have a headache.

What's more, I don't know if Fang Yuan knew that Song Chicheng liked men before he went to bed with Song Chicheng.

I didn't ask whether it was before Song Chicheng told her or after he told her.

Because I couldn't get out in shock.

Life seems to always like to make us happy. I thought it was difficult for me to digest Fang Yuan still liking Song Chicheng. Fang Yuan talked about that once again.

I don't know how they got along with each other in the past ten years. Is it just like what we usually see when nothing happens?

The answer confuses me.

It's just that no matter what the situation is, it makes me feel very confused.

I really didn't expect that the relationship between the four of us would be so complicated.

Xu Luo also came out wiping his face, and I also went to the bedroom, took my pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

I have to work tomorrow.

My injury was not serious, and I can lie on the bed today, but it still hurts a little, so I slept on my side.

It happened to be facing Xu Luoye.

She's still sleeping next to me tonight.

The curtains had already been drawn, the lights had been turned off, and the bedroom was once again occupied by darkness.

There are a lot of things that have happened in the past two days, intertwined, which makes me both sad and happy.

What is sad is the matter of Song Chicheng and Fang Yuan, and what is joyful is the matter of me and Xu Luoye.

Can't you come one by one?

I sighed softly, and said softly to the air: "I can't sleep."

The time has passed twelve o'clock, but I am brainstorming here.

Xu Luo also gave an "um".

I licked my lower lip and moved it a little.

But Xu Luo was already very close to me. When I stopped this movement, I realized that I was touching her forehead very accurately.

I heard her breathing, and I heard my heartbeat without frequency.

I thought about it and asked her, "Is it still hot?"

Her forehead is a little hot, and it may be because of my high temperature.

"A bit."

I raised my hand and turned the quilt down a little: "It will be better this way."

Xu Luo also said "hmm" again.

I withdrew my head a little: "Go to sleep, good night."

"Good night."

As Song Chicheng said, Xu Luo and I are still cousins ​​in the contract.

I thought about it for a while, and thought it would be better to find an opportunity to talk about the contract first.

This contract cannot exist.

After saying "goodnight" to each other, my heart beats a little more normally.

The next second, Xu Luo also said, "I can't sleep."

She repeated my words.

I couldn't see her face, but I still looked at it with my eyes open, and I seemed to be able to imagine her expression when she said this.

"why?"

Xu Luo didn't say anything, but she moved and buried her face in my shoulder.

I dare not move.

Xu Luo also gave a low laugh, and called my name in a breathy voice: "Yu Jing."

I tried to be calm: "Huh?"

She still used her breath voice, but she didn't say anything, and began to sing "No If" which I only started listening to two days ago.

Before she finished singing, she sang the chorus and stopped.

The sentence that fell was "take my hand quickly".

As soon as she finished singing, a hand in the quilt grabbed mine.

Both of our palms were hot, but neither Xu Luo nor I let go.

I lowered my head, and gently pressed my lips on Xu Luoye's forehead.

Just one click, I took it back.

Xu Luo also went to class in the morning, and also had class in the afternoon. I sent her a message after I got up, telling her not to come back at noon.

How hard it is to run.

And now it's almost late, Xu Luoye is busier than me.

I ordered takeaway by myself, and went to work at the company after eating.

It was another Wednesday when the teaching research meeting was held, and after sitting in the office for a while, he went to the meeting room with Kong You.

Nothing happened recently, and soon the meeting was over, and we went out to the office again.

Kong You wrote the lesson plan, and I looked at the paper in front of me.

After a while, she asked me: "Mr. Yu, do you want to take a rest?"

I turned to look at her: "What?"

"National Day is coming soon." Kong You put down his pen, "I want to apply for a day off, and I won't go to work during the National Day."

Last year's National Day was not as lively as this year's. I didn't take a day off and just worked in the company.

"Yes." I nodded slowly and asked her, "Do you have any plans?"

"Go to Haicheng with friends for a few days." Kong You smiled, "The air tickets and hotels are all booked."

"That's fine."

"What about you?"

"I don't know." I told the truth, "Maybe just lie at home for a week."

A long time ago, I was accumulating working hours for annual leave, and I took four hours of classes a day.

The same is true today.

Xu Luo also went to the library to read after class in the afternoon, while I didn't finish class until 08:30 in the evening and went back to the office to relax.

The teachers basically finished class and sat at their workstations.

I coughed for a while, drank some water, and sent a message to Fang Yuan: [Where is it? 】

[He is here. 】

This "he" will not be someone else.

I pursed my lips tightly, worried about what would happen next.

I should have discovered a long time ago that every time Fang Yuan falls in love, she doesn't distract herself at all.

Her love partners are basically playboys, the kind who don't care about her like her.

This made her have no burden, and the breakup was straightforward, without any entanglement.

The reason behind it is obvious, because she still likes Song Chicheng.

But I don't understand, it's been almost ten years, what exactly did Song Chicheng do to her, so that she can't forget it even now.

But looking back, I've liked Huo Lingshu for so many years, and it's exactly the same as her situation.

I'm not qualified to comment on this matter.

【I'm getting off work soon. ] I replied.

Fangyuan: [Yes. 】

Fangyuan: [I'll leave later. 】

I rubbed my forehead: [Wait, let me take a look]

Fangyuan didn't refuse: [Okay. 】

After thinking about it, the matter on Fangyuan's side is more urgent and difficult.

When I was about to send a message to Xu Luoye to ask her to go back to the apartment first, Xu Luo also sent me a message, saying that she was waiting in the lobby.

She came to pick me up from get off work.

I laughed, deleted those words, and replied: [Okay. 】

When Kong You saw Xu Luoye, he took the initiative to smile at Xu Luoye, then waved to us and said see you tomorrow.

Xu Luo also entered the elevator with me and went to the parking lot.

I sat in the co-pilot and positioned the navigation to the place where Song Chicheng lived: "Go here." I said, "I have to go to see Chicheng first, and pick up Fangyuan."

Xu Luo also held the steering wheel: "OK."

It takes about half an hour to drive from the company to where Song Chicheng lives. Xu Luoye's driving skills are very good and he arrives on time.

The car was parked opposite the apartment, and there is also a parking space here.

I unbuckled my seat belt: "Get out of the car."

"Should I come with you?" Xu Luo was also a little uncertain.

I tilted my head: "Then why not? Will you wait for me in the car?"

After entering Song Chicheng's room, it was already 10 minutes later.

On the way, I said that Xu Luo was coming too, so Song Chicheng was not surprised when he saw her.

But he still asked Fang Yuan to take a shirt in advance to cover the injury on his back.

He looked at Xu Luoye and shook his hand: "Well, what happened before, just pretend it didn't happen."

He was talking about being treated as a tool man.

I patted his head: "When is it, are you still saying this here?"

Song Chicheng had an aggrieved face: "You hit me."

Fang Yuan leaned against the wall, folded his arms, and watched the excitement: "Ah, when he recovers, why don't you beat him up again?"

I nodded: "OK."

Fang Yuan returned to her usual appearance.

I sighed softly in my heart, and cooperated with her in pretending that I didn't know anything, and waited until Song Chicheng's friend came over.

Song Chicheng's friend is Aou, an urban handsome man wearing earrings and spraying perfume. After he came, he began to skillfully pick up the medical kit.

Xu Luo is also in the living room, and Fang Yuan and I are still in the bedroom.

While Song Chicheng was taking the medicine, he kept screaming in pain.

After the medicine was finished, Fang Yuan was still in the bedroom, so I called Ao out.

Xu Luo was also sitting on the sofa, but there was nothing to shy away from.

I showed a smile and got straight to the point: "Hi, I'm Chi Cheng's sister, I have something to ask you."

"You said."

I pursed my lips, a little nervous: "Actually, over the years, I don't know much about Gallop's love life..."

A'ou's eyes widened, and he didn't hide a bit: "He has a p love life."

I didn't slow down: "What?"

A'ou was very angry: "He is a straight man, he just likes to make friends with us." He was a little puzzled, "Don't you know?"

I almost lost my footing.

Aou is still breaking the news: "I have known Song Chicheng for several years, but I have never seen him fall in love."

"What about the ambiguous object? Aren't there many younger brothers?"

"All friends."

"..."