After being divorced by the top streamer, I became his white moonlight

Hua Hua felt that she must have encountered a supernatural event tonight.

She nonchalantly fiddled with the red sandalwood brass gossip mirror hanging on the car for safety, and pointed it at He Qiudu.

Well, it's the deity.

No, it would be even weirder if it was the deity!

Hua Hua's eyes trembled wildly, and she couldn't help but glance in the rearview mirror.

Oh shit, the boss has already regarded He Juxing as the discolored Pan Zai doll in his family, and he is holding on to it tightly, and his face is still rubbing against He Juxing's chest...

Damn it, didn't everyone in the interview say that He Qiudu hates being in close contact with people?I can't wait to keep a social distance of two meters away from others at all times.

Does he also think the boss shrunk into a small ball is cute?

Damn, how is this possible!

He has a first love that he has been thinking about for more than ten years, and because of that first love, he would even break up with the family and divorce the boss!

The road was uneven and the car bumped a bit.

He Qiudu felt the person in his arms tremble slightly.Lowering his eyes, from his angle, he could clearly see Lin Yaoran's entire face.The interior lights are turned down just right, completely dispelling the shadow cast by the brim of the hat.

It turned out that this person only smiled when he was asleep.

The corners of the lips were tightened, and the brows were slightly furrowed, with a sullen look on his face.

It is likely that he has never been really happy, but just blindly concealed his true emotions, and dealt with all injuries with a nonchalant airy attitude.

Among them, there must be something that I brought to him.

Perhaps it was because of the insistence on the miss that lasted for more than ten years, or maybe because of the extreme disdain for the fiancée who was at her mercy, I made the decision that I thought was clear and neat without hesitation.

Thinking about it now, many motives seem to have become very fragile, and there is only one thought in my mind like a spike——

What kind of mood did Lin Yaoran face everything at the engagement banquet?

He Qiudu raised his index finger, and gently rubbed the center of Lin Yaoran's eyebrows, trying to rub the little bump away.

Lin Yaoran moved dissatisfiedly, and the exaggerated black-rimmed glasses at the bottom of the beer bottle shook slightly.He is like a restless little animal, even if someone grabs him in his arms, he still refuses to be completely submissive.

He Qiudu wanted to laugh a little, but felt a little sour that he couldn't explain.

When the car drove onto the bridge, the bridge lights on both sides were glowing with yellow halos, gradually extending forward.

The light penetrated the car window, passing over Lin Yaoran's face from time to time, like coating his skin with a layer of warm glaze.The thin and soft light outlines the fresh and clean outline, and the nose and mouth are meticulously drawn, so that people can't take their eyes off.

He Qiudu's eyes moved slightly, as if he didn't realize that Lin Yaoran should be pretty until now.

Moreover, it subtly gave him a sense of familiarity, amiability, nostalgia, and reluctance.

After all, there are too many similarities between him and Shake, and it is inevitable that he will reflect this feeling.

Even if he knew clearly, Lin Yaoran could never be Yaoyao.

He Qiudu hesitated to let go, and settled Lin Yaoran on the seat next to him.But Lin Yaoran made a vague sound in his throat, and his hands tightly hugged his arm, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, unwilling to let go.

His whole arm was under the weight of Lin Yaoran.It's not heavy, but it's close and solid. When the cloth rubs against each other, the temperature rises accordingly, as if this arm has concentrated all the body heat of two people.

He Qiudu paused stiffly with the other hand, patted the back of Lin Yaoran's hand lightly, comforting him, telling him to be obedient and let go first.But Lin Yaoran was very stubborn, and he had to sneak into his arms, so close that it seemed that as long as he turned his face away, his lips could rub against his chin.

He Qiudu's whole body was paralyzed, he couldn't move at all, maybe deep down in his heart he didn't want to break the current situation.

When he thinks of Lin Yaoran who always smiles indifferently, that Azure who regards everything as the material of creation, and now is relying on him wholeheartedly, he can't help but feel a secret sense of satisfaction.

I don't even mind that the other party entrusts me with more.

But, that's it.This is the most extreme degree of intimacy when the two of them get along, and they must maintain this critical point of balance.Moreover, it is a special situation now, with night and medicine at work.

He Qiudu collected his mind, turned his head, and looked at the changing scenery outside the car window.

After an unknown amount of time, he vaguely heard Lin Yaoran, who was sleeping soundly, mutter something in a low voice.

Short and weak, it can be thought to be a meaningless guttural sound.

The arms that hugged his arms were tight, as if he was afraid that he would slip away, and then he heard Lin Yaoran repeat it again.

So, impatiently curious, he lowered his face and leaned closer to listen.

I heard it clearly this time.

From those soft and delicate light-colored thin lips, only two words came out:

"Mother."

The broad and slender palm froze in mid-air for a moment, and gently stroked Lin Yaoran's head.

For a moment, pure tenderness.

Contains no whimsy.

Lin Yaoran's home is in an older community in the urban area, called Xingfuwan Community.There are many buildings, each building is densely packed, and there are several households on each floor.

He Qiudu couldn't help frowning when he saw the environment here, "Why does he live in such a place?"

According to AZURE's current coffee position, if you write a few songs casually, you will have no problem buying an apartment in a high-end residential area.

Hua Hua paused when she opened the door. "The boss said that he likes to live surrounded by people. And in case one day suddenly... the neighbors will find out in time."

When He Qiudu heard this, his expression became more and more cold and hard, his long eyebrows pressed against his dark eyes, and he still looked fierce.

Hua Hua felt that he was going to lose his temper in a second.

But he didn't say anything, just hugged Lin Yaoran with a cold face, turned around and walked upstairs.

Hua Hua followed behind, and found that although He Qiudu looked thin, he was tall and had a straight frame. The boss was hugged in such a circle by him, it was almost airtight, and he was afraid of being caught. Who coveted the posture of snatching away.

He was the one who didn't want the boss, and he was the one who wanted to be a human pillow. Hua Hua sighed, feeling that he would never understand a creature like a man.

After climbing the stairs in silence for a while, Hua Hua suddenly thought of a very important question:

"I forgot to tell you, the boss lives on the sixth floor and there is no elevator, if you can't do it, don't be brave, don't flash your waist..."

Because they were afraid of disturbing other residents, the two of them deliberately walked very lightly, and the surroundings were so quiet that they could even hear a needle drop on the ground.

Hua Hua followed Lin Yaoran for the past few years, and was gradually drawn into the abyss of degradation. She would never stand if she could sit, and never sit if she could lie down.After climbing to the third floor, she began to pant, which sounded very obvious.

But He Qiudu's breath was not disturbed at all.No matter how thin Lin Yaoran was, he was still an adult man. He Qiudu hugged him, and every step he took was heavy and steady, without even shaking.

When they finally reached the sixth floor, Hua Hua supported his knees and gave He Qiudu a thumbs-up heartily.

"The body can."

Open the door and enter the house, the lights inside are all on, but it is deserted and there is no smoke.Compared to Lin Yaoran's studio where music scores are flying all over the sky and musical instruments are piled all over the floor, his home is terribly clean, almost like a model house, with almost no traces of life.

The bedroom was the same, with white walls and a bed in the middle.

When He Qiudu put Lin Yaoran down, he didn't feel relaxed, but felt that his chest was suddenly empty.The bedding on the bed was soft and thick, and Lin Yaoran sank into it all at once, like being buried in a thick snowdrift in winter, which would soon melt away with the first sun.

Losing the source of heat that had been holding her all the time, Lin Yaoran subconsciously wanted to reach out to find something.With sharp eyes and quick hands, Hua Hua stuffed the doll beside the pillow into his arms.

Washed off the colored pan cubs.

It is very old, and the pockets on the stomach still have traces of mending.

"Why does he have this too?"

Hua Hua turned her head and saw that He Qiudu was staring at the doll with a strange expression, so she mumbled, "Is this unusual? I remember I had one when I was a child, and it's still kept in the closet at home."

He Qiudu seemed to turn a deaf ear, his eyes shifted to the hat that was still neatly worn on Lin Yao's head.After hesitating for a moment, he stretched out his hand and slowly reached for the light gray beret.