strayed into the world

It was the first time for Quan Ce to sit and eat with Xia Qingche in such a long time.

I didn't think the dining table was too big before, and I thought that he could control the place within reach.Today, I feel that the dining table is horribly desolate.

Satisfied to watch him eat mouthfuls, I don't know how I finished it, anyway, I stared at Qingche's face the whole time, and didn't even feel like I ate the green pepper that I hated the most.

Qing Che ate very slowly, holding chopsticks in his left hand, and Quan Ce thought of his injured right hand.It was midsummer these days, and everyone else had changed into cool short-sleeved shirts, but he was still wearing a long-sleeved shirt.Fortunately, the temperature in this villa is moderate, otherwise he would have to suffer from fever.

After a while, Quan Ce's bowl bottomed out, and the contents of Qingche's bowl seemed untouched. After eating for a while, he frowned, but he didn't dare to put down the bowl, so he could only bury his head in the rice aggrieved.

"Don't want to eat?"

"Hmm..." Looking at Quan Ce aggrievedly, with a grain of rice on the corner of his mouth, he quickly shook his head when he saw the other party's serious expression, "No, no..."

Quan Ce sighed, got up and walked to his side, took out a napkin and wiped his mouth: "Not to your taste?"

Quan Ce himself was taken aback by the gentleness after the exit.The other people present were even more silent, not daring to vent their anger.

Qing Che couldn't bear his treatment like this, her white and tender cheeks were flushed, she was flattered like a little rabbit, and she hurriedly explained, "No, no, I don't eat much."

This is not eating much, this is clearly almost no food.With such a physical condition and not eating well, how could the wound heal.Now I am thinking about how to make him eat more.Patiently half coaxing and half persuading,

"At least finish the chicken soup. Don't disappoint Chen's kindness."

Quan Ce's words were very effective, and sure enough, Qing Che picked up the spoon again and drank the soup one mouthful at a time.The pink tongue still doesn't forget to lick the corners of the lips, such a cute picture Quan Ce flashed in the mind of the charming and charming scene.Quickly got rid of the absurd thoughts, pretended to be calm and put a piece of tenderloin in his mouth.

After a long time, the bowl of soup bottomed out, and the child put down the spoon and got up while holding the bowl.Seeing this, Quan Ce quickly held him down,

"what are you doing?!"

Qing Che was taken aback, neither put it on nor held it with his shoulders locked, shrugged his head and spoke weakly,

"Me, I'll take the bowl to the kitchen."

Seeing that the child was obviously scared, Quan Ce felt that his tone was a bit tough, but he was just like that.How can I notice so much.Clinking fingers at him, the concise and concise order has softened a lot,

"sit down."

Qing Che didn't know what he wanted to do, so Quan Ce told him to do whatever he wanted.Sitting down on the seat, still holding the bowl in both hands, as if it was his baby, making Quan Ce dumbfounded.pouted,

"In the future, others will clean up the bowls. You just need to eat, do you understand?"

Qing Che nodded, as if she understood but really didn't understand.The two fell into silence again, Quan Ce looked at the dumbfounded Qing Che, knowing that he was extra cautious because he was there, if he sat here all night, the child would probably sit quietly like this.

In the end, Quan Ce left the dining room first, pretending to watch TV in the living room.Sure enough, after a while, I saw the child staggering out and went upstairs.That thin back always reveals the loneliness and loneliness beyond his peers, with his head raised all the way, and he doesn't know that there are a few little maids whispering behind him.

It wasn't until the man disappeared at the top of the stairs that Quan Ce looked away.His most hated Korean drama was playing on TV.

Oh, it's really bloody.

******

Sure enough, Quan Ce never saw that person again that night.The door at the end of the corridor was always closed, even if he came out to pour coffee a few times, smoked a few times, went to the wine cellar to get a bottle of Lafite, the door was never opened.

I met Chen on the way, but I didn't know how to speak.After thinking about it for a long time, I stopped.

The cigarette butts in the ashtray unknowingly flowed over the edge, just like his thoughts have already flooded... Who is stuck in the same place...

Xia Qingche's reaction was too calm, no, indifferent... as if nothing had happened.No blame, no crying, whether he is too strong or trying to be brave.How much I want to open the closed door and see if he has been disturbed by nightmares, and has he shed tears silently in the night.Are those memories gradually recovering, mixed with what he gave, and cast a layer of dust on my heart.

Unexpectedly, it is not only a person's heart that is covered with ashes...

When dawn broke, Quan Ce really fell asleep.I had a strange dream about something that happened many years ago.

Blood, tears, tearing screams.When I woke up, I was sweating profusely, and the scorching sun penetrated the blue veil and cast a beam of light and shadow on the wall, just like a ghost in a dream.

Look at the time, it's already 1pm.It was impossible to go to the company even after thinking about it. When I turned on the phone, there were more than a dozen missed calls and four text messages.They are all from Xiao Nai, the last one was from half an hour ago, the content is very simple——

[I'm on my way to the villa! 】

...on the way to the villa? ...Which villa? ...Quan Ce's brain froze for a moment, and suddenly realized.Depend on!Why does this guy always run to his house when he has nothing to do!

Immediately got up to wash, and used the fastest time to tidy up handsome and extraordinary.

As soon as I walked up the stairs, I heard voices from the living room.The sounds that he used to think were noisy can easily reassure him now, and Quan Ce found that he also began to worry about gains and losses.

Then I thought about it, could it be that Xiao Nai came a step earlier?Quicken your pace, before anyone arrives, the voice comes out first——

"Xia Qingche."

When I blurted out, I was surprised that I called out the child's name so smoothly.Then he became nervous because he didn't hear the soft voice in time.

"Qing...!" "Hush!!"

Just as he was about to speak, Xiao Nai stopped him by silencing him.

Quan Ce rolled his eyes.This guy really thinks this is his home.

Xiao Nai points to the sofa, and winks at Quan Ce.Quan Ce moved his body and looked in the direction Xiao Nai was pointing at. There was a ball of fluffy things curled up on the sofa, snow-white and snow-white. At first glance, he thought it was a giant Pomeranian.It looks like... fell asleep?

Quan Ce lightened his hands and feet, leaned over and turned off the TV, and the living room immediately became quiet. The sunlight outside the door illuminated the room very brightly, and the thin shoulders seemed to be covered with a layer of golden tulle gracefully. holy.Only then did I look carefully, and the fluffy thing turned out to be a white sweater. The long sleeves covered the wrists, and the exposed fingers were curled.Fortunately, he was wearing a pair of cropped trousers, revealing a white ankle.Otherwise, the tightness of the whole body really makes people suspect that the season he is in is autumn rather than midsummer.

Although the villa is fully air-conditioned, such a way of dressing will definitely make you sick from the heat. No wonder there are servants talking and talking along the way.Frowning, bending over is to wake up the sleeping person.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Nai stopped him before he could take any action.Quan Ce raised his eyes and stared at him,

"wake."

"I never saw him sleep so soundly. You can bear it."

Quan Ce looked at the giant Pomeranian, curled up like this, the whole face is almost buried in the knees, still sound like sleep?

The two came and went, but they were at a stalemate.

……

"Hmm..." A soft voice broke the deadlock, Quan Ce turned his head and looked at the person who had woken up, rubbing his eyes like a bunny, soft and cute.He obviously hasn't woken up yet, remembering that he has always been in a light sleep, even the slightest noise would startle him, thinking that he must have been woken up by their conversation just now...it's all due to that idiot Xiao Nai.sat down beside him,

"Woke you up?..."

Xiao Nai complains secretly, who wants to wake up others just a second ago.This face becomes faster than turning the pages of a book!

"……No."

His always affirmative answer is to think in the opposite direction. If he says yes, then it must not be. If he says it doesn’t hurt, it must hurt. If he says no, then there must be pain. Answering his questions in such a silly way, straightening his somewhat messy forehead hair,

"Why don't you go to sleep in your room?"

"..."

Qing Che hadn't gotten used to facing the whole strategy as soon as he woke up, and the drowsiness that was suddenly awakened was actually overwhelmed by the sudden shock. He shook his head, nodded again, and shook his head again, not knowing what he wanted to say What, what to say, became silent in the end.

The whole strategy is to be short-tempered, and I would not have the temper to talk nonsense with him before.Now that the door was closed, his face began to look ugly.Seeing that he was about to turn his back on him, Xiao Nai quickly pushed him away, sat beside Qing Che with a doting face and smiled,

"Little Qingche, do you still want to sleep? If you want to sleep, let's go back to the bedroom."

Shaking his head again.

The two men were really overwhelmed with a child.

It is said that there are three women in one drama. If there are three men, one is taciturn, one is cold and violent, and the other is a playboy, the hot summer will suddenly cool down.