Hi wife!

Looking at the two concert tickets in the drawer, Fu Xia suddenly felt a little uncomfortable for some reason.

Fu Xia looked up at Cheng Wanyu, and found that she was still squatting next to the cat litter, sticking fur, and Guazi was sitting next to her, looking inside, as if monitoring what Cheng Wanyu was doing.

It doesn't matter who she gives her concert tickets to, anyway, it has nothing to do with me.

Although the two of them seem to have a good relationship at present, the circle is so complicated, Cheng Wanyu may just help her by chance, and has no other ideas.

Fu Xia lowered his eyebrows, closed the drawer, got up and said to Cheng Wanyu, "I suddenly remembered that I had something to do at home, so I went back first."

Cheng Wanyu turned around and saw Fu Xia turned and left. Before she could speak, Fu Xia had already got out of the door and closed the door by the way. Only Cheng Wanyu and Guazi were left in a daze Squat down on the spot.

Fu Xia went back to the room and looked at the empty room. In the dark room, only the light from the floor-to-ceiling windows came in, illuminating that small area, but the other rooms were pitch black. After looking at it for a long time, Fu Xia raised his hand to press the light. Light, when the light flooded the living room, Fu Xia looked at the unpopular room and felt a little lost for some reason.

She thought of the concert tickets in Cheng Wanyu's drawer, and Fu Xia guessed that they must have been reserved for someone else.

Two tickets, two people.

Fu Xia thought, Cheng Wanyu was more popular than herself, and maybe these two tickets were for her best friend, but for someone 'unfamiliar' like me, she had to buy it herself.

Feeling inexplicably sad, Fu Xia wondered why she was so unhappy. She was obviously not familiar with Cheng Wanyu, so it was normal for the other party not to invite her to the concert, right?

But why is my heart empty?

Fu Xia rubbed the hem of her clothes in embarrassment, she really can't expect too much, people should be content and happy.

***

The little episode didn't make Fu Xia sad for too long. She was a little tired from recording the program for the past two days, so she fell asleep as soon as she touched the pillow today.

Fu Xia, who thought she could have a good night's sleep, was knocked on the door of the room at one o'clock in the middle of the night.

'Clang clang clang——'

The person outside seemed to be knocking on the door instead of knocking on it. Fu Xia got out of the warm and soft blanket and glanced at the time. It was already 01:30 in the middle of the night.

Who else is there at this point?

Fu Xia rubbed his head and got out of bed, yawned and walked to the door.

The closer he was to the door, the more resembling the knocking sound. Fu Xia didn't dare to go up to open the door immediately, but turned on the light in the living room, relying on the light to fight his nerves, and finally came to the door.

The videophone has its own monitoring system. When Fu Xia turned on the camera, he saw a figure with short hair in a black jacket sitting at the door of his house. He seemed to be drunk. He patted the door and muttered something, but the other party said It was too vague for her to hear clearly.

The man knocked on the door twice and found that no one opened it, so he struggled to stand up, patted Fu Xia's door and shouted loudly, and this time, Fu Xia heard what the other party was saying.

"Cheng Wanyu, why didn't your grandson open the door for me!"

The man hugged the door and patted it while vomiting: "Cheng Wanyu, my Wanyu, open the door for me, why is it so dark in here, don't you know I'm afraid of the dark, open the door quickly, Cheng Wan Yu woo woo woo..."

Crying and vomiting, vomiting and shouting.

Fu Xia frowned and opened the door cautiously, looked at the person who was vomiting at the door of her house, and kindly reminded him: "I'm sorry, Cheng Wanyu doesn't live here, she lives next door."

When the drunk man heard someone talking, he tilted his body and fell into the room. Fu Xia was startled and jumped away, only to see the man hit the carpet in his entrance with a 'bang'.

"Whoohoo-"

Then he snored on his own.

Fu Xia: "..."

Probably because of the noisy movement, Cheng Wanyu opened the door with a 'click' from the door next door. She didn't seem to be asleep, and she was still wearing the clothes she wore tonight.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Wanyu came over, glanced at the person lying in the hallway, and subconsciously rubbed his head.

Seeing her expression, Fu Xia knew that Cheng Wanyu must know her, and said in a low voice, "This person just kept patting on my door and calling your name. Is he your friend?"

Cheng Wanyu sighed, nodded and said, "It's indeed my friend who came to help me with the concert, how did you drink like this?"

The two squatted down, and Cheng Wanyu stretched out his hand to poke the person. The more Fu Xia looked at him, the more familiar he looked, and he couldn't help asking, "This person...isn't that who?"

Cheng Wanyu glanced at Fu Xia, smiled lightly and said, "Yes, she is the singer Yi Lang."

Fu Xia knows the name Yilang. She is a very well-known singer now. The songs she releases are all catchy. She looks like a tomboy with short black hair, but she is actually a real woman. I heard that she speaks carelessly, but Nice guy.

But these are all Fu Xia heard people say, and she has never met Yi Lang, after all, she and the singer are not together like a mountain.

Fu Xia looked at the sleepy and imageless woman in front of him, and couldn't help saying with emotion: "What should I do if I vomit like this, where is her assistant?"

Soon, the assistant who parked downstairs ran up. It was a man who looked like a fitness instructor. With his vigorous muscles, he pulled the man up from the ground and gave Cheng Wanyu a room. in.

The assistant who is like a fitness coach explained to Cheng Wanyu: "Miss Yi drank too much with someone today, and I blamed me for not stopping her. I accidentally let her run away when I parked the car. Fortunately, I didn't lose it. Don't know what's going to happen."

Cheng Wanyu nodded and said, "I see, I'll let her sleep with me today, and I'll tell her the rest when she wakes up tomorrow."

The assistant nodded. He glanced at Fu Xia who was standing aside and was a little surprised, but he still didn't say anything, thanked him and left.

Fu Xia kept watching his assistant leave, and Guazi also ran to Fu Xia's feet and rubbed against her. Probably because of the presence of outsiders, Guazi didn't seem to want to go home, and wanted to hug Fu Xia.

Holding the chubby melon seeds in his arms, Fu Xia felt extremely warm. No one could bear such a commotion at night, let alone a cat.

Fu Xia walked back into the room, just in time to see Cheng Wanyu yawning.

"Sleepy?" Fu Xia glanced at the art clock hanging on the wall, and said, "It will be three o'clock soon, do you want to go out tomorrow?"

Cheng Wanyu looked at Yi Lang who was lying on the sofa sleeping sprawled, and said helplessly, "I don't think I'll be able to go out tomorrow, and I don't know what will happen when she wakes up. do not remember."

She glanced at Fu Xia, walked over and asked softly, "Did it scare you?"

Fu Xia smiled lightly and said, "I was a little scared at first, but then I didn't get scared when I heard her crying and calling your name."

Maybe it was because Yilang was crying too badly, or because Cheng Wanyu's name gave Fu Xia a sense of security. At that time, she felt that the people related to Cheng Wanyu were definitely not bad people, although this reason sounded a bit forced, But Fuxia did open the door with such a mentality at the time.

As it turns out, she did nothing wrong.

Cheng Wanyu said: "Yi Lang will sing a song at my concert to help me hold up the stage. I originally planned to come tonight, but I didn't expect to come in the middle of the night, and it turned out like this."

Fu Xia comforted her: "Maybe she just finished her work, and the singer is also quite busy."

"Even if it's like this, it's quite troublesome to clean up," Cheng Wanyu said, "Your house is so dirty that you probably won't be able to sleep, so stay at my house today."

Fu Xia froze for a moment, then blushed: "Is this okay?"

Cheng Wanyu glanced at Yi Lang who was sleeping on the sofa and said, "When she wakes up tomorrow, let her make a good apology for you. If she vomited in front of your house, she must pay for it."

Fu Xia laughed twice, and the melon seed in his arms opened his mouth and yawned, as if he was also sleepy.

Seeing Guazi yawn, Fu Xia couldn't help yawning too, Cheng Wanyu chuckled a few times, took her hand and said, "Anyway, the guest room has been tidied up, some people can't sleep, I just leave it to you .”

Fu Xia was held by Cheng Wanyu's hand, his heart trembled suddenly, and then obediently dragged by Cheng Wanyu to the next room, it was a well-packed guest room, the soft bed was covered with thick The quilt looks soft and warm.

"I'm asleep, what should she do?" Fu Xia looked back at the person sleeping on the sofa with some worry.

"Don't worry," Cheng Wanyu said, "I'll hug her another quilt, and she won't die if she sleeps on the sofa overnight."

Fu Xia held Cheng Wanyu's hand in a daze, she only felt that the other's hand was soft and slippery, easy to touch, and forgot to let go.

She remembered a fanfiction she read before, which seemed to be the same.

Fu Xia thought in a daze, when she saw the description of Cheng Wanyu's hand as "weak and boneless, tender as a lotus leaf", she couldn't understand it at the time, but now she really feels what is called "tender as a lotus leaf" ...

A gust of wind brushed against Fu Xia's neck, she shivered, let go of Cheng Wanyu's hand, and carried melon seeds into the house.

"Today I sleep with Guazi, you go and do your work." Fu Xia's ears were red, looking at Cheng Wanyu's shadow, he said, "You also go to bed earlier."

Cheng Wanyu didn't know what he was thinking, and closed the door after saying 'hmm'.

Fu Xia looked at the figure outside the door and did not leave for a long time, the melon seeds in his arms were beating extremely fast, and he didn't know how long the two of them had stood like this, separated by a door, Fu Xia heard Yilang on the sofa mumbling After saying something, the figure outside the door turned and left, which made her heave a sigh of relief.

Guazi raised her head and gave a small meow. Fu Xia glanced at it in the dark, and couldn't help but lowered her head and rubbed its soft hair.

"It's dangerous," Fu Xia said in a low voice, "I almost blushed."