Playing tricks is the appearance of loving you

When Ning Hao woke up, it was already daylight.The curtains of the room were pulled open, revealing the clear blue sky and a few torn cotton candy-like clouds outside.She rubbed her eyes and suddenly realized that she looked at the empty bed.

What about Miss Yu?

She hurriedly sat up and found that her body was covered with a thick quilt.

Last night, after she helped Jiang Youyu remove her make-up and changed her clothes dryly, she wanted to go back, but the president couldn't hold back and vomited on the floor again, frowning all the time, as if disturbed by some kind of shadow, she couldn't help but feel relieved Just help her pack up and sleep next to her.

At the beginning, she was a little bit cautious, Ning Hao huddled under the quilt for a long time and carefully moved to Jiang Youyu's side, with her arms crossed across her stomach, posing an exclusive posture of protecting food, while leaning her furry head towards her Leaning against her shoulder, he could see her face when he raised his eyes.

Ning Hao fantasized about such a scene countless times, and his dream came true, but he was actually indescribably timid and apprehensive.

After hugging like this for a while, Ning Hao still reluctantly got off the bed, found a blanket and nestled on the sofa.

As a result, when I woke up, there was an extra layer of quilt.

Ning Hao touched the expensive material, the corners of his mouth were almost raised to the sky, and the little tail in his heart was wagging.

If she could, she really wanted to sew the quilt on her body.

After being touched for a while, Ning Hao went down to the ground, looking forward to her goddess and waiting for a beautiful and pleasant morning, but only saw the empty living room and a short sentence on WeChat.

Jiang Youyu: [Wake up and eat some breakfast, I'll go to work first]

Ning Hao's anticipation was lost at once, he was a little depressed, and he typed a lot harder. The clicking sound of tapping the screen resounded in the quiet living room, especially lonely.

Ning Hao: [I thought I would see a hot breakfast and a beauty preparing breakfast when I woke up in the morning, crying.jpg]

There was no reply for half a day.

Ning Hao sighed silently, she was busy serving Jiang Youyu when she came back last night, presumably she hasn't had a good look at her girlfriend's house yet.

Living alone on 180 square meters will look very empty, and Jiang Youyu is not good at decorating the house. At a glance, you can only see the most basic furniture and electrical appliances. You can see that there are very few personal items that the owner likes. After confirming that this is Jiang Youyu's house, she might even think that it is a house that has been renovated but the owner hasn't moved in yet. There is no breath of life at all, and there are no bright colors to decorate it. "Depressed" and "heavy" are Ning Hao's only conceivable adjective.

There were numerous small tingling pains in the heart, although they were not severe, they were unbearable.

After suppressing it for so long, the final result is not to dissolve or explode, but to become accustomed to it.

Ning got better for a while, and found that one room was locked. According to the type of apartment, this should be the second bedroom. Whether it was locked all the time or specially guarded against her was very suspicious. Ning Hao felt that Sister Youyu's current state was very strange. After careful consideration, he silently recited "I'm not a good person in the first place, so let me go" to cheer myself up, found the key to the second bedroom from the drawer in the study, and then stood at the door for another 3 minutes, like a baffled man. Like a brat who was punished by the teacher, he finally opened the door.

With just one glance, Ning Hao was stunned.

There is no wardrobe, no soft bed, no seat in the second bedroom, and none of the furniture that should appear in the bedroom. Instead, there are paintings one after another.There are many paintings stacked on the ground, some are semi-finished products, some have only a few strokes, and more are paintings with very impactful colors and pictures.They are either stacked against the wall, or scattered on the ground, it can be seen that the owner is extremely arbitrary when disposing of them.

What shocked Ning Hao even more was the wall. The wall on the left side of the door seemed to have been splashed with paint countless times, layer by layer. The shapes and colors of the picture are all crowded on one wall, without any connection with each other, which is completely random.On the right wall, a lot of square frames have been drawn in advance, some big and some small and colorful, and the owner painted in the frame neatly, which is in stark contrast to the one on the left.And the wall that Ning Hao faced was blank and bright, which should have been the most normal appearance—if it wasn't in the middle of two extremely weird walls.

Ning Hao stared blankly, the emotion that surged up at that moment was too strong for her to express in words.

After observing Sister Youyu for so many years, she naturally knows that Sister Youyu is not interested in being the heir of the family business. Compared with a business rational person who makes decisions, Sister Jiang wants to be an artist and use a brush to express her thoughts , her emotions, her world.She is actually such a romantic and crazy person in her bones, no one has ever understood her.

Even Ning Hao, who had been secretly in love with her for 11 years, couldn't get a glimpse of this step.

It is undeniable that Jiang's father's thunderous methods and serious educational philosophy have cultivated a very good successor who is not inferior to any male, but it also directly caused Jiang Youyu to completely suppress his desire and only rely on a small room to vent The grievances accumulated over her 30 years of being in control.

Looking at these paintings, Ning Hao made a decision.

On the night of their first date, Ning Hao took out the prepared roses, stared at Jiang Youyu, and smiled cutely: "Sister Youyu, can I move to your house for a while?"

What is more beautiful than flowers is her smile.

Brighter than a smile are her eyes.

Ning Hao blinked, and softened her tone, as if begging, but also coaxing: "Is it okay, I live alone, my lonely sister~"

Jiang Youyu put down the knife and fork, and said coldly, "No."

Ning Hao's expression dimmed in an instant, and the luster of the rose disappeared. She pursed her lips and put the rose beside her, but she no longer acted coquettishly and changed the subject deliberately. Although she managed to maintain a relaxed and comfortable atmosphere, she could Everyone can see her loss.

For some reason, Jiang Youyu thought of the little girl whose confession was rejected.

The unwilling cry was still in her ears, and she was vaguely aware that she had been remembering this memory for so many years, and even with a thought, those words and flickering expressions were uprooted and appeared in her mind without any warning , annoying.

I don't like being with people for too long, I don't like my territory being violated, I don't like my life rhythm being disrupted, but——

"When will you move?"

Since she slept with someone else, she had to take on the responsibility of being a girlfriend.

Ning Hao didn't expect the turning point to come so quickly and so suddenly, the image of a good girl almost collapsed, and subconsciously wanted to raise her eyebrows and raise her legs to put on an arrogant look of "successful", but luckily she was able to suppress it, and said goodbye shyly He lowered his hair and said with a smile, "Can it be done tomorrow? I don't bother you to help me. I can handle it myself."

Jiang Youyu: "Are there many things?"

Ning Hao: "Not much." It depends on who you compare with.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Youyu asked, "How long will you stay?"

Ning Hao immediately burst into tears: "You haven't moved in yet, are you thinking about when to drive me away? I'll stay for a while if I have nothing to do. If you feel bored, I will move out immediately and won't stay for a second."

Jiang Youyu: "...I didn't mean that."

Suddenly, he felt that Ning Ruo was even more difficult to deal with than Yang Jie.

Yang commandment.

Thinking of this name, Jiang Youyu thought of that text message. She didn't reply, and the other party didn't explain anymore. The chat records between the two stopped here.

They were not very enthusiastic in chatting before, and they replied one after another. They were more familiar than strangers, and more distant than friends. Even during the time when she was pursuing Yang Jie, the frequency of chatting did not increase much.The sudden end this time seemed to be the same as before, but she still felt the subtle embarrassment and guilt from the other party.

"What are you thinking about?" Ning saw that she was a little distracted, and couldn't help asking.

Jiang Youyu was stuck for a rare few seconds, choosing between speaking or not, and replied: "Yang Jie."

Ning Hao was stunned for a moment, but soon returned to normal, and asked casually, "What do you miss about her?"

Jiang Youyu lowered his eyelashes, his face was frosty: "It's nothing."

Since it's nothing, why tell her that she is thinking about Yang Jie, and since he said it, he is prevaricating her again.Ning Hao bit her lip, the arrogance made her feel unbearable, she endured it, and concealed the sneer that was about to overflow the corner of her lips.

So what if she likes Yang Jie, Jiang Youyu is her girlfriend now, it's justifiable, she doesn't believe that she can keep bowing to Yang Jie.

Ning changed the subject for the better and asked, "Is my sister satisfied with tonight's arrangement?"

Jiang Youyu had almost eaten, wiped his mouth, noncommittal.

"If you don't speak, it's your default."

She stared at the person opposite with brisk tone and curved eyebrows.

She has never shown a preference for a certain dish or a certain taste. Even her father doesn't know that she actually likes to eat salty food. She always says "it's okay, it depends on your preference". She was a little surprised by the arrangement of the meal.

——My wife likes you for 11 years...

11 years yet.

The once fiery confession has now turned into a crying voice full of unwillingness and bitterness. She doesn't understand the source of all this, so she hates herself even more, whether it was before or now.

……

The next day, Jiang Youyu came home from work, opened the door and took a look, a crack appeared on her face as cold as a glacier, for a moment she wondered if she had gone to the wrong door, but the call from the bedroom broke her She hoped: "Sister Yu~ have you come back?"

Jiang Youyu really wanted to turn around and leave, but someone flew out of the bedroom and landed in front of her, showing the iconic smile of the lady next door, and said: "Today is the first day we live together, I have prepared a gift for you, guess what?" See what it is."

Jiang Youyu said indifferently: "A trash can that can put everything in."

"Hahaha, Sister Yu, you are so funny." Ning Hao pretended not to understand what she meant, her emerald green nails waved in front of her eyes, pointed to the master bedroom, and said, "It's right there."

Jiang Youyu glanced at her, slipper, ignoring a lot of extra things in the living room, went straight to the master bedroom, opened it——

Lying quietly on the bed was a small photo frame, which contained a group photo of her and Ning Hao, with a line of words underneath.

"Dedicated to us."

The author has something to say: [Broken Thoughts]

之前一直是用手机的一个app码字的，很喜欢那个界面，有种“老子写得天下无敌好”的感觉，但是现在换了电脑word码字，每天都感觉自己写得好垃圾TAT感谢在2021-05-0915:37:29~2021-05-1017:15:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 6 bottles of summer solstice sundial;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!