shallow affection

"Why did he come to you, you know each other very well?"

Jian Qingli handed the phone to Fang Mingzhan, "Look for yourself."

Xia Ziying didn't disclose a lot of inside information in WeChat, only saying that she broke up with Xie Jiangyan, ran away from home, and was wandering on the street.Because his friends all knew Xie Jiangyan, and they were often in collusion, he was worried about leaking his whereabouts, so he wanted to come to Jian Qingli to escape for a few days, hoping that Jian Qingli could take him in, and said that he would pay the rent.

After explaining, the young master Xia Ziying asked pitifully, "Is it okay?"

"No." Fang Mingzhan typed two words, and was about to send the phone when Jian Qingli snatched it back.

"Don't be like this, I feel that he is quite pitiful."

He sent Xia Ziying his house number and said, "Come on."

Half an hour later, wearing a baseball cap and pulling a small suitcase, Xia Ziying climbed up to the fifth floor and knocked on the door of Jian Qingli's house.

Jian Qingli got up to greet him, walked two steps and then turned back, lightly shoved Fang Mingzhan's shoulder, "Be more polite later."

Xia Ziying was out of breath, her face flushed, she held the handle of the box cautiously, and apologized as soon as they met: "Brother Jian, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Jian Qingli said: "Come in, don't look outside."

Xia Ziying followed him into the living room, and saw a handsome and unsmiling man sitting on the sofa.When chatting before, Jian Qingli told him that he lived alone, so Xia Ziying was not mentally prepared for strangers, and with Fang Mingzhan's calm and pretentious appearance, he was a little nervous and smiled timidly.After a few seconds, he suddenly realized: "Hi, you are brother Jane's boyfriend!"

When taking the private room photo, Jian Qingli told a little lie, but later forgot to explain it, and Xia Ziying has misunderstood it ever since.Jian Qingli felt embarrassed, but Fang Mingzhan was satisfied, and smiled slightly: "Hello."

Jian Qingli made a pot of tea and poured a cup in front of the three of them.He asked Xia Ziying when he planned to go home, and Xia Ziying was very stubborn, saying that he would never return, and threatened to find a job to support himself.He took out an envelope from his backpack, which was bulging and unsealed, revealing a few pink banknotes, saying that it was rent, and asking Jian Qingli to accept it.How could Jian Qingli have the nerve to pick it up, his apartment is small and dilapidated, and he was afraid of wronging the pampered young master.

Xia Ziying finally found a place to stay, fearing that Jian Qingli would drive him away, she hurriedly praised: "How come, this house is very good."

Fang Mingzhan asked abruptly: "There is only one bedroom, how do you sleep?"

Xia Ziying froze, looked at Jian Qingli blankly, then turned her head to look inside—isn't this a two-bedroom apartment?

"I changed the guest bedroom into a study." Jian Qingli also calmed down from his chivalrous heart at this time, and told Xia Ziying that there was only a narrow folding bed in the study, which might be uncomfortable to sleep on, so let him think carefully.

"But I have no other place to go." Xia Ziying bit her lips lonely. After a while, his eye circles slowly turned red, and he said in a crying voice, "Brother Jian, I'm sorry, please take me in." Bar."

"All right, all right, as long as you don't dislike it." Jian Qingli couldn't see anyone crying, and immediately agreed.

"Let's do this." As soon as Fang Mingzhan opened his mouth, the other two looked over at the same time, with unconscious trust in their eyes, especially Jian Qingli, who was used to relying on him and letting him make decisions.

"Jian Qingli came to live at my house, you are here alone," Fang Mingzhan paused, "Is that okay?"

Of course Xia Ziying agreed. He felt deeply uneasy after seeing Fang Mingzhan, and felt guilty for disturbing a couple of lovers. Now that he doesn't have to be a light bulb, he naturally agreed with both hands.

Jian Qingli gave him the spare key of the apartment, gave him some instructions on the safety of water and electricity, and then left with Fang Mingzhan.

"The little guy is quite smart, afraid of swiping his card to reveal his whereabouts, he directly withdrew [-] in cash." Jian Qingli sat in the passenger seat of the Bentley, eating a box of ice cream slowly.

Fang Mingzhan sneered: "Naive."

Jian Qingli deeply agrees, Xia Ziying is still too naive, and her anti-reconnaissance awareness is not even comparable to that of a junior high school student. "Tell me, does Xie Jiangyan know that he is at my house?"

"I know. To catch or not to catch."

Jian Qingli sighed: "This young master is really miserable, let him enjoy his freedom for a few days."

Fang Mingzhan glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and Jian Qingli scooped up a spoonful of ice cream, put the spoon into his mouth and sucked it with relish.His lower abdomen was hot, and he asked in a rough voice, "Didn't you envy him before?"

Jian Qingli laughed, tilted his head to look at him, and said, "I'm envious. Xie Jiangyan is very kind to him. I'd rather be locked in a cage than be thrown away."

These words seemed to have a deep meaning, Fang Mingzhan stopped talking.Jian Qingli knew she had made a slip of the tongue, and lowered her head to dig out ice cream and eat it wholeheartedly.

Throughout the weekend, they hang out together, doing things like eating and drinking.The kitchen is full of fragrance, the bedroom is full of spring, everything is beautiful, beautiful and seductive.

On Sunday night, Jian Qingli booked two tickets to the Beatles video exhibition online, and went to see it with Fang Mingzhan.The pavilion is located in the suburbs, shaded by trees, with a quiet environment and a very good nostalgic atmosphere. The lights in the pavilion are blurred, and the faint melody of "yellow submarine" echoes from every corner.

The organizer of the exhibition was very careful, and specially used technology to project the famous photo of Abby Road on the white screen, as if the four members of the band were crossing the road in front of the audience.Jian Qingli stepped on the zebra crossing and followed at the end of the queue. Under the dim light, he also became a thin shadow, a ghost.

"How is it, do you like it?" He asked Fang Mingzhan.

Fang Mingzhan was a little lost, but another voice sounded: "Why are you here?"

Jian Qingli turned her head and saw Lu Yong and Wen Jiuhe standing at the entrance of the exhibition hall.

When did these two become so close, and they met to see the exhibition on weekends, Jian Qingli wondered in his heart, but he didn't know that the way the other party looked at him was also meaningful.

The four of them ate dinner together and chatted everywhere.Because Luo Zixu's wedding was just a few days later, the topic got brought up there.

Jian Qingli heard that Lu Yong was going to be the best man and accompany the groom to pick up the bride, so he asked Fang Mingzhan, why didn't he invite you?

Fang Mingzhan said: "I had something to do that morning, so I couldn't spare time."

Lu Yong smiled and teased: "Are you really willing to let him go? Let me tell you, the bridesmaids are all the bride's best friends. They are all young, beautiful and single, and they clamor all day for the bride and groom to match up."

"What can I be reluctant to part with? He's busy with work. It's you," Jian Qingli turned around and blinked, "Aren't sister Wen jealous?"

Wen Jiuhe was slightly startled, pursed his lips and smiled, and said kindly: "Where are you going, the horoscope hasn't been written yet.

Lu Yong blushed, and for the rest of the journey he was dejected and forced a smile.Jian Qingli couldn't help feeling sympathetic when she saw it, thinking that the relationship between siblings is quite difficult.After a while, he suddenly felt pity for himself again. If it was difficult, brotherly love would be even more difficult.

After dinner, Lu Yong and Wen Jiuhe left first. Jian Qingli was concerned about Xia Ziying and decided to go back to Yunshui Garden.Fang Mingzhan started the car, and said nonchalantly, you really care about him.

Jian Qingli retorted: "I care about you too."

"Have it?"

"How not."

The two fought a few words, but no one was annoyed, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

When he arrived at the door of Room 502, Jian Qingli knocked first, but no one answered, so he opened the lock with his own key.As soon as she stepped in, there was a sound of rushing water in the bathroom. A few seconds later, Xia Ziying, who was pale, came out holding the wall, looked up and saw them, and shed a line of tears in embarrassment and pain.

Jian Qingli hurriedly supported him: "What's wrong with you?"

Xia Ziying suffered from gastroenteritis.

He has been weak since he was a child, especially with a delicate stomach. If he eats too much cold or spicy food, he will have unbearable abdominal pain, vomiting and diarrhea.Usually at home, Xie Jiangyan is very tight-lipped and has no chance to eat delicious and spicy food. Now that she is out alone, Xia Ziying does whatever she wants, buying some roadside snacks that she has never eaten before, and each one is heavier than the other.After tossing and tossing for two days, it became this weak appearance.

Jian Qingli hurriedly rummaged through the boxes, found a box of Changyanning, and fed Xia Ziying two pieces. "Do you want to... go home?" he asked cautiously.

Xia Ziying huddled under the quilt, buried deeply, like a silkworm chrysalis.He shook his head and said, "Brother Jian, I'm fine, go and do your work, and leave me alone." After speaking, he turned his body around and lay quietly facing the wall, crying silently.

This kind of bravado can be seen through at a glance.Jian Qingli sighed, and went into the living room to discuss with Fang Mingzhan that she would stay and take care of Xia Ziying.Fang Ming couldn't see any emotion on the board, nodded, picked up the car keys and was about to leave.

Jian Qingli felt very reluctant, so he sent Fang Mingzhan to the door, remembering the wedding he was going to attend on Wednesday, so he asked him how much gift money he planned to give.Fang Mingzhan thought for a while and said, eight thousand eight.

Jian Qingli criticized him for being a prodigal: "Can you take back so much?"

Fang Mingzhan is unknown, so why can't he take it back?

"Stupid, you don't—" Jian Qingli was smug at first, but her face changed halfway through the speech, and she pretended to cough calmly, "It's nothing. You don't care how much money you want, I'll give you a discount, eight hundred and eighty."

Fang Mingzhan smiled, with a little intimacy in his eyes: "Miser."

"I'm poor, okay!" Jian Qingli glared at him.

The two stood at the door, staring at each other for a moment, Fang Mingzhan lowered his head, and pinned a lock of Jian Qingli's hair behind his ear. Then, he moved his thumb to his lips, rubbed them gently, and said: "Don't take care of your feelings when you take care of the patients. Be careful that Xie Jiangyan troubles you."

Jian Qingli snorted coldly with duplicity: "I'm not afraid of him." Rolling his eyes, he showed a smirk: "You have nothing to tell me?"

Fang Mingzhan is tall, and saw a deep red mark on the inside of Jian Qingli's neckline, which was freshly applied this morning, and it probably won't fade away for a while.He smiled slightly and said, "Early to bed and early to rise."

Jian Qingli closed the door, an inexplicable blush appeared on her face.He rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen, cooking a pot of porridge according to the online tutorial.

Just after turning off the fire, I heard someone knocking on the door.

It was Xie Jiangyan who came.He looked a little tired, but he was still calm and composed. He first said "Excuse me" to Jian Qingli, and then asked Xia Ziying directly if he was here.

Jian Qingli led him to the door of the bedroom, gestured for silence, and went in first to investigate.Xia Ziying had already fallen asleep, holding the quilt with both hands, with tears in the corners of her eyes, lying gentle and innocent.Jian Qingli signaled Xie Jiangyan to come in.

Xie Jiangyan was distressed, and sat down cautiously on the edge of the bed, gently stroked Xia Ziying's soft face, and called "baby".

Xia Ziying's eyelashes trembled a few times, but they did not open, and she spoke in a vague and intermittent manner.Xie Jiangyan listened closely. Apart from the groans due to physical discomfort, Xia Ziying kept calling his name repeatedly, with a tone full of nostalgia and resentment.

Xie Jiangyan kissed his forehead, nose tip, and lips as softly as a spring breeze blowing down peach blossoms. He didn't dare to wake Xia Ziying, so he could only murmur: "I am here, by your side, baby."

While Jian Qingli was tidying up the kitchen, Xie Jiangyan came out of the bedroom and thanked him sincerely.Jian Qingli waved his hand and said you are welcome, we are all friends.

He thought that Xie Jiangyan was going to take the young master away, but in the end he said: "I'm sorry to trouble you, Xiao Xia may have to disturb you for a while, please take care of me, the cost is not a problem, I will pay..."

Jian Qingli reacted inwardly, and interrupted: "I didn't take him in for money."

"Sorry, that's not what I meant," Xie Jiangyan knew that the other party had misunderstood, and immediately changed his face. He had monopolized power in the family for many years, and it was rare for him to beg for help in such a low voice. His posture was very stiff, and he felt awkward in his heart.

"It's nothing."

Jian Qingli was curious about what wrong thing Xie Jiangyan did to make it happen. According to his usual style, he had already taken the little canary back, so how could he suffer a little bit outside.But guess what, he knew it was best not to ask too much about this kind of thing.

Before Xie Jiangyan left, he talked a lot about Xia Ziying's daily habits and eccentricities. If it weren't for the noise in the bedroom, he might have to chatter for another half an hour.

"Is it better?" Jian Qingli walked into the bedroom and saw Xia Ziying sitting on the bed blankly, with messy hair and misty eyes, as if she was still in a dream.

"Hmm." Xia Ziying came back to her senses, and asked hesitantly, "Brother Jian, no one else came here just now, right?"

"no, what happened?"

Xia Ziying forced out a bleak smile: "It's nothing, my mind is a little messed up."

The two sat down at the dining table, and Jian Qingli served Xia Ziying a bowl of porridge.Xia Ziying had no appetite, so she had to stop after a few mouthfuls to rest.

Jian Qingli asked: "Why did Xie Jiangyan mess with you?"

Xia Ziying held the spoon to her lips, puffed her cheeks and blew, and after a while she said, "Xie Jiangyan is a big liar."

Jian Qingli didn't ask any more questions, and quietly accompanied the young master for dinner, and responded to Luo Zixu's message by the way.Luo Zixu's wedding is just a few days later. This guy is very nervous. He still doesn't know that Jian Qingli is crooked. He is excited to be a matchmaker for him. He said that his wife graduated from the drama school, and all the classmates in the class are so good. He took the opportunity of the wedding to get to know each other.

These trivial details of life occasionally hurt Jian Qingli, especially when the other party has good intentions.He deeply understood once again that his love is hard to see, and he can only be as cautious as a mouse crossing the street.

Xia Ziying put down the spoon, covered her eyes with the back of her hand, and sobbed softly. He asked Jian Qingli, "It's so difficult to love, why do you have to love someone?"

Jian Qingli's heart was agitated. At this moment, they sighed in unison, which made him feel a little warmth and comfort.He thought for a while and said, "Maybe, it's for love."