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The wooden door was closed from the inside, and the escaped warm light was shut back into the house.

"Click" - the door was locked.

Little Yin, who was curled up in the corner, was gradually startled by the sound, and jumped off the sofa neatly, walking to the feet of the owner at the door.

"Qiaoqiu, you go away first."

Lu Zhan helped Qin Zhuo to walk a little unsteadily, and was distracted to look at the cat, worried that he would be stepped on by him. One of his feet was not paying attention, and he tripped over the corner of the carpet. The center of gravity of the whole person immediately lost balance. He was about to pull Qin Zhuo to fall together, and accidentally stepped on the kitten's tail.

With a wailing "meow", the cat jumped away. Qin Zhuo felt the danger approaching, so he woke up and supported Lu Zhan, so that the two of them did not fall.

The warmer light took care of Qin Zhuo's tired eyes after drinking. He looked around the home that he visited once in several months from left to right. The corner sofa that he thought was too hard had already been covered with a layer, which made people feel comfortable. A plush blanket, a pot of fresh big red apples is placed on the hollow glass tea table in the middle, and a few architectural reference books are placed in the storage basket under the coffee table. The ones with the reference books were published by Qin Zhuo a few years ago Photo Album.The white sheepskin rug protects a large area of ​​the solid wood floor in the living room, and also takes care of Qin Zhuo's precious and picky feet—a few years ago, when he was not so arrogant as to blatantly stay out at night, he used to make up various excuses The sofa is too hard, the floor is too slippery, the lights are too bright... What an absurd excuse. Qin Zhuo had long forgotten when he was picking faults. He was also involved in the initial decoration of this small home. Like this home, how much I hate this home now.

But Lu Zhan tried his best to change it.

Seeing the sofa close at hand, Qin Zhuo remembered that he could walk on his feet. He pushed Lu Zhan away, took two big steps, and sat on the sofa with his buttocks, breathing out comfortably.

Lu Zhan held onto the corner of the table just in time so he didn't fall down. It was only after such a violent bump just now that black shadows began to appear in front of his eyes again. At that moment, it seemed that even his hearing was blocked, but within two seconds, the black The shadow receded again, and everything returned to normal.

His attending physician said it was a side effect of the medication.

Lu Zhan didn't take it seriously, he poured Qin Zhuo a glass of warm water.

Qin Zhuo took off his suit jacket, and when he reached out to catch the water, the light-colored collar of the lining was exposed to Lu Zhan's eyes.

Lu Zhan could see clearly. He reached out, grabbed one neckline, pointed to the lipstick mark on it, and asked, "What is this?"

Qin Zhuo paused as he drank water, and explained vaguely: "After talking about the script today, I tried on the costume, and the makeup artist accidentally rubbed on it."

Lu Zhan frowned: "...Can you make a complete lipstick mark?"

"..." Qin Zhuo asked back: "Why can't it be?"

"Are you outside..."

"No." Qin Zhuo immediately denied it, and added: "Even if there is, it is for work."

He also wants to say that this is not the first time.

But in Lu Zhan's view, this seemed to be the first time.

His sadness was visible to the naked eye, Qin Zhuo felt guilty and soft-hearted, and changed the topic: "I didn't come back to let you ask me this kind of question."

"I'm hungry, Lu Zhan, didn't you say you'd cook for me?"

He softened his tone: "What's the matter, it's not too late to talk about it after dinner."

Lu Zhan stood up and said to him condescendingly, "You'd better give me a perfect explanation, and I'll get you some food."

Qin Zhuo waited for him to turn around and go to the kitchen, and immediately took off the lining stained with lipstick, and stuffed it into the corner of the sofa. All this was seen by the kitten beside him, and it meowed, as if warning Only then did Qin Zhuo notice this gadget.

When Lu Zhan came out of the kitchen, he asked, "Where is the cat?"

Lu Zhan was hesitantly putting the crayfish and salt and pepper ribs on the table, but did not answer him.

Qin Zhuo asked again: "Where did this cat come from?"

Only then did Lu Zhan hear it. He glanced at the kitten in the corner and said with a smile, "I picked it up in the snow."

"Picked it up?" Qin Zhuo suddenly disliked it: "Don't be a sick cat!"

"I took it to the pet hospital for a physical examination and vaccinations, and there is no problem."

Qin Zhuo dubiously got up from the sofa. As soon as he got up, the kitten jumped onto the sofa, and just about to lie down, it was smothered away by the smell of alcohol on it.

Qin Zhuo walked to the dining table and looked at the two dishes on it. The spicy crayfish and salt and pepper pork ribs he was thinking of were all burnt without exception.

"What is this?" He tapped the lobster's shell with his chopsticks: "Lu Zhan, look at what you cooked? How can you eat it when it's burnt like this?! How can you eat the lobster's shell when it's all black?"

"...I'm sorry." Lu Zhan didn't expect this to happen. He didn't remember how many times he had reheated these two dishes tonight, from 6 o'clock to 10 o'clock, four hours, how many times did he reheat them in four hours?Can not remember.

"How about I cook the bowl of noodles again?"

"No need." Qin Zhuo threw his chopsticks away: "I shouldn't have expected anything from you."

"I'm tired, I'm going to sleep first."

He said, walking upstairs, Lu Zhan looked at the two burnt dishes, and sighed softly. He usually doesn't cook these meat dishes when he is alone at home. One of them is because he took too many psychotropic drugs It affects appetite, and it is easy to feel nausea after eating greasy things. The second is that these dishes are complicated in process and full of ritual. It is really boring to eat only him alone.

Qin Zhuo came back tonight with great difficulty, but he messed up again.

"Lu Zhan."

Qin Zhuo stopped at the stairs and suddenly called him.

"Huh?" Lu Zhan turned his head to look.

Qin Zhuo avoided his gaze and asked tentatively, "Do you still remember... what did you want to ask me just now?"

"What? What's the matter?"

Seeing his bewildered face, Qin Zhuo knew that he must have forgotten about the lipstick marks, the same as before.

As long as Lu Zhan gets his attention away in time when he discovers the clue, he will probably forget everything about it.

Qin Zhuo never tires of this move.

He immediately relaxed: "It's nothing, I'm going to sleep."

He is probably the man who is least afraid of cheating in the whole world. His wife has a bad memory, so even if he finds out that he cheated, how long will it stay in his memory for a few seconds?Half an hour is too much.

Lu Zhan's mental illness is equivalent to the unlimited resurrection card for Qin Zhuo's cheating. As long as Lu Zhan can't remember or remember, he is still an innocent and good husband. Cooperate with work.

How long can those scandals stay in Lu Zhan's memory?An hour is too much.

"You...you wait a moment." Seeing that he was about to go upstairs, Lu Zhan suddenly stopped him and walked forward. Qin Zhuo was standing on a step, and Lu Zhan needed to stand on tiptoes to be even with him. Kissed Qin Zhuo's right cheek, and said softly: "Good night, husband."

At this moment, Qin Zhuo's heart was moved.

He also put his arms around Lu Zhan, kissed Lu Zhan's clean forehead with the mouth that was still lingering with the female star two hours ago, and said without regret: "Good night, dear."