Time makes you fall

◎New house◎

After Xu Xiaochen left Qu Qingcheng at the hotel, she had to rush to Zhu Yao's side: "Sister, I'm leaving first!"

Qu Qingcheng told her: "Drive carefully."

She took the room card that Xu Xiaochen gave her, and came to Zhu Yao's room alone.

It feels like it was cleaned up on purpose.

Unlike the previous time when Qu Qingcheng went to Zhuyao's room, it was in a mess. There were scraping boards, body lotion, and unused masks piled up on the bedside table, and dirty pajamas were thrown on the sofa.

This time, they are very organized, and I can't wait to post the four characters "I am very tidy".

Qu Qingcheng smiled silently, her cheeks flushed slightly.

This kid... Did he make up his mind to abduct her to the hotel room long ago?

Walking to the desk, there was the order list that Zhu Yao had mentioned on it.

Qu Qingcheng flipped through two pages.

Looking at the picture, it is a very delicate dish style, but Qu Qingcheng feels that he has no appetite, probably because he has been on the set for a long time in the afternoon, and he always feels a little stuffy.

Or save a meal.

Just thinking about it, the phone rang, and Zhu Yao sent a WeChat message: "Have you ordered? Don't think about being lazy and not eating."

Qu Qingcheng replied: "Have you eaten?"

Zhu Yao took a photo and sent it over. In an empty fresh-keeping bag, there were only a few crumbs of whole wheat bread left.

Qu Qingcheng said, "It's kind of pathetic."

"Yes." Zhu Yao replied, "So you have to eat well for me."

Followed up again: "Don't make me worry."

Qu Qingcheng had never seen a child with such a serious heart, who had to protect her and worry about her at the same time.

It seems that all I can do right now is not to worry her.

Only then did he return a "hmm" expression.

Qu Qingcheng is the kind of old cadre who never uses emoticons. Even the expression "hehe" has a deep meaning only after chatting with the students. After discovering that Zhu Yao likes to use emojis, she downloaded a lot of them.

Zhu Yao seemed to like small animals, so Qu Qingcheng placed a lot of chickens, dogs, and foxes, and the expression column became a zoo.

Zhu Yao said: "I should be recording this variety show tonight soon, and I will be back around nine o'clock."

Qu Qingcheng sent another "OK" emoji, and a silly-looking little yellow duck with a flat beak held two small pink flowers and ran happily.

There was no more movement from Zhu Yao.

Must be busy.

Qu Qingcheng opened the menu again, and after ordering tomato scrambled egg rice for himself, he looked carefully at the dessert column at the end of the menu, checking something with his mobile phone while looking.

Qu Qingcheng's meal was delivered soon.

Qu Qingcheng took the opportunity to ask: "May I ask if you can deliver food at nine o'clock?"

"Is the dessert freshly made? How long does it need to be ordered in advance? Can the sugar be replaced with a sugar substitute?"

After asking clearly one by one, I said thank you and closed the door.

After dinner, Qu Qingcheng had nothing to do.

I was supposed to take my laptop to continue working on courseware for the next semester, but I didn't bring it with me. The hotel is a bit far from Qu Qingcheng's parents' house, and now it's the time of traffic jams. Every time I go back and forth, all the time is wasted on the road.

Qu Qingcheng thought for a while, then simply turned on the TV on demand, and watched a Chinese garden documentary that he had always wanted to watch.

Pavilions, terraces and waterside pavilions, with overlapping eaves, seem to be thousands of miles away.

It was so much fun.

This is what Qu Qingcheng is most interested in. She can almost come up with a very appropriate ancient poem for every strange scene, but just looking at it at this moment, for some reason, her mind is always distracted.

After pressing pause, he touched the phone again and opened the photo album.

Inside was the photo of Zhu Yao that she took in the afternoon, and next to it, of course, was He Shile's face that couldn't be avoided.

The two look very similar in the photo.

Qu Qingcheng dug out the photo of himself and Zhu Yao's poster in the phone album again.

Which two are more compatible?

In such an intuitive comparison, the answer is obvious from an objective point of view.

Qu Qingcheng bit his lower lip lightly, put away his phone, walked to the window, and watched the night scene outside.

There was a lot of traffic and bustle, and it seemed that she was alone in the room, and she was a little lonely.

After watching for a while, Qu Qingcheng felt tired from not getting enough sleep for several days, so he decided to take a bath first.

After taking a shower, he dried his hair again, borrowed Zhu Yao's pajamas, put on Zhu Yao's pajamas again, and slowly dried his wet long hair.

Finally, it was past eight o'clock, and Qu Qingcheng called the hotel and ordered a bowl of tangerine peel and red bean paste.

She checked the menu one by one, and felt that this dessert was the most suitable for Zhu Yao. Eating it at nine o'clock in the evening was good for digestion, relieved heat and qi, and also relieved edema.

She knew that Zhu Yao was afraid of getting fat, so she asked the hotel to replace the sugar with a zero-calorie sugar substitute, and worried that Zhu Yao was tired from work and ate less, and eating cold food would stimulate the stomach, so she arranged for the hotel to make it warm, and it was delivered at about nine o'clock. ,

After arranging everything, Qu Qingcheng leaned on the head of the bed after taking a bath, clicked on the documentary just now and continued watching.

It's nine o'clock, and the red bean paste with tangerine peel has arrived.

Qu Qingcheng's heart, which had been heavy after waiting for a day, was lifted up by the moving minute hand and floated up into the air, feeling a little excited again.

09:30 now.

Qu Qingcheng yawned lightly.

Although garden documentaries are interesting, the rhythm is too slow. If you don't get enough sleep, you will easily get sleepy after watching it for a long time.

She pulled herself together and watched for a while.

It's ten o'clock.

Qu Qingcheng got off the bed, walked to the desk, and put a bowl of red bean paste on the back of his hand to test the temperature. Probably because it was placed in the air-conditioned room, it was not very hot, but half-warm.

She went back to the bed and leaned halfway, her eyelids getting heavier and heavier...

******

When Qu Qingcheng woke up, he found that he had just fallen asleep leaning against the head of the bed.

Then she realized that she was awakened by a gentle kiss.

Zhu Yao's cold and glamorous face with heavy makeup appeared in front of her, and she was stunned for a moment by the strangeness. Only when the fresh and familiar taste came from Zhu Yao's mouth, she felt at ease again.

"Woke you up?" Zhu Yao said softly, "Lie down and sleep, won't your neck hurt from sleeping like this?"

Probably in order not to get the lipstick on Qu Qingcheng's face, he wiped it off before kissing her, revealing the true color of her pink lips.

"What time is it?" Qu Qingcheng asked wearily softly.

"It's two o'clock."

"It's two o'clock?" Qu Qingcheng was taken aback.

"Well, there was a part of the scene that was temporarily changed, and it took a long time... I wanted to send you a WeChat message, but when I found the time, I was afraid that you would have fallen asleep."

Qu Qingcheng sat up in a daze: "Is it so hard?"

Her messy hair was caught in the collar of her pajamas, Zhu Yao was afraid that she would feel uncomfortable, so she helped her out: "You continue to sleep, I will come after taking a shower."

"Ah... good." He glanced at the writing desk.

Zhu Yao followed Qu Qingcheng's gaze and saw a bowl of red bean paste there.

"Order for me?" Zhu Yao walked over.

"Don't eat it when it's cold, it's not good for your stomach..." Qu Qingcheng got out of bed and chased after him.

The two stood around the desk together, and the atmosphere was silent for a moment.

It's not a question of whether it's cold or not.

The hotel made red bean paste with tapioca flour. It was supposed to be eaten at nine o'clock, but after standing for so long, it had already formed embarrassingly hard lumps and could not be eaten.

Zhu Yao wanted to make amends: "Actually, it's okay..."

Qu Qingcheng snatched it from Zhu Yao's hand, closed the lid and threw it into the trash can with a loud "boom".

Zhu Yao was startled: "Are you angry?"

"No." Qu Qingcheng realized that he had moved a bit too much just now, and smiled gently: "I've been busy so late, are you tired? Go take a shower."

"how about you?"

"I'm tired too, go to bed first."

******

When Zhu Yao came out of the shower, she saw Qu Qingcheng lying on a white jade-like arm, eyes lightly closed, lying wearily.

She turned off the light and went to bed lightly.

Qu Qingcheng said softly in the darkness, "Did you wash it?"

Zhu Yao's heart skipped a beat: "Are you still asleep?"

Qu Qingcheng let out a "huh".

Zhu Yao said, "Then... shall we chat for a while?"

Qu Qingcheng: "No."

She turned her back to Zhu Yao, who was lying beside her, her heart beating violently.

Before she asked Qu Qingcheng to come to the hotel to wait for her, because she wanted to spend more time with Qu Qingcheng, and there was a clue about the script of Ms. Mao's movie, and all the announcements that had to be finished in a hurry piled up all at once, and she was so busy that she couldn't do anything about it. To see Qu Qingcheng, she missed Qu Qingcheng so much, and was also afraid that Qu Qingcheng would miss her.

It's just that the nature of an artist's job is like this, she can't help herself when she's busy, making Qu Qingcheng wait for so long by herself, she feels guilty and distressed.

She wanted to ask Qu Qingcheng to apologize, but she was afraid that it would affect Qu Qingcheng's rest, so she lay stiff and did not dare to move.

I don't know if Qu Qingcheng fell asleep, but in his sleep, he stretched out his foot and rubbed lightly on Zhu Yao's ankle.

Zhu Yao's heart beat even harder.

She didn't realize until now that if she asked Qu Qingcheng to come to the hotel, wouldn't that mean... sharing the same bed?

Qu Qingcheng's skin was like silk satin, which made Zhu Yao's heart restless.She desperately reminded herself to hold back, not to disturb Qu Qingcheng's dream, and about when the first reunion after a long absence would happen, in fact, she had a plan in her heart, not tonight.

but.

She ignored how beautiful Qu Qingcheng was.

Zhu Yao's pajamas are all given by the brand. It is the style that Qu Qingcheng wore once before. The thin suspenders and thin lace outline the beautiful scenery of the mountains on the chest. The color of gouache complements the snowy skin. , like a little bit of blooming spring peaches.

However, Qu Qingcheng wore such pajamas, and still had an elegant and gentle face, making it easy to think of her standing on the podium.

Zhu Yao thought about that day when he went to No. [-] Middle School to deliver breakfast, he hid outside the classroom and peeked.

Qu Qingcheng is talking about "The Story of Xiaoshitan": "Rolling out from the bottom of the rock, it is Di, Islet, and Da..."

The person who satisfies everyone's best imagination of a teacher is now lying beside her.

Even though the air conditioner was on, Zhu Yao's heart was filled with guilt and impatience, but she still couldn't get down. She realized that she couldn't fall asleep, so she tried to call out in a breathy voice: "Teacher Qu,"

She originally thought that it would be fine if Qu Qingcheng fell asleep.

As a result, Qu Qingcheng said softly, "Yes."

******

Zhu Yao forgot how he turned around and took Qu Qingcheng into his arms.

The overly soft touch of Qu Qingcheng's lips made her fall into a soft bed made of peach petals, the fragrance was intoxicating and intoxicating, and the huge sensory stimulation brought people intoxicated.

And this time, you can kiss deeply, kiss to your heart's content, without worrying that you won't be able to take it later.

Qu Qingcheng pressed against her softly, as if he had been waiting for her initiative.

The soft body is like a piece of fertile soil, rich and beautiful, Zhu Yao is like a tree desperately absorbing it, gradually leading to the direction of heaven.

Zhu Yao originally wanted to kiss Qu Qingcheng for a while longer, and repeatedly told himself not to rush, not to rush.

But I was in a hurry.

I don't know what kind of fruit is hidden in the Taoyuan that I haven't set foot in for half a year.

Maybe you can bear it when you haven't tasted it before, but once you taste such an extraordinary sweet taste, how can you bear it.

The beauty of moisture, the bliss of resonance.

Zhu Yao murmured, "Teacher Qu."

Qu Qingcheng let out a "hmm", almost whimpering.

******

Zhu Yao didn't expect that at the moment when Qu Qingcheng's body tensed into a bow, she would ask such a question——

"Are you angry?"

Of course, it was impossible for anyone to answer her question at that time, Qu Qingcheng tightly grasped her back, and the arches of her feet were stretched into arches.

After both of them relaxed, Zhu Yao looked at Qu Qingcheng whose back was facing her, the white back rose and fell slightly violently with the rhythm of breathing.

Zhu Yao posted it, hugged Qu Qingcheng from behind, and held him in his arms.

The nose rubbed against the soft long hair on the back of the head twice, soft and slippery.

"Qu Qingcheng... I'm not the only one who is awkward."

"Why don't you... say nothing?"

Qu Qingcheng turned his back to her: "I'm not angry."

"Liar." Zhu Yao's fingers pressed against Qu Qingcheng's back.

Because she was wearing Zhu Yao's pajamas, with thin straps hanging long on her back, revealing a large area of ​​white skin under the thin lace.

The complicated black tattoo was exposed, and even if the desk lamp that Zhu Yao had just turned on was not bright, it was enough to bring a strong visual impact.

Zhu Yao's fingers slowly stroked along the lines of the angel's tattoo, and then moved to Medusa's tattoo, rubbing the smooth skin with his fingertips, as if he wanted to outline the tattoo again.

"Hello..." Qu Qingcheng moaned softly.

Zhu Yao suddenly asked: "Qu Qingcheng, are you sleepy?"

"It seems to be sleepy, but I can't sleep."

From the moment the two reconciled, both of them seemed to be in a great excitement, unable to sleep or wake up, feeling dizzy and happy, as if they wanted to make up for the time they separated for half a year.

"I can't sleep either." Zhu Yao chuckled, "Then I'll take you somewhere."

Originally the plan wasn't for tonight, but Qu Qingcheng always seemed to be able to arouse all the restlessness in her heart that was still young.

Can't wait, so make it tonight.

******

It was past three o'clock in the morning, Xu Xiaochen had already gone to bed early, and Zhu Yao didn't want to call Xu Xiaochen to pick her up inhumanely.

Had to risk a car.

Fortunately, it was the darkest time at this time, and the driver who drove the night bus was also dazed and unconscious, yawning while listening to the late night radio station, Zhu Yao estimated that no matter whether it was her, Ge Wei or an alien in the back seat, the driver I didn't bother to take care of it.

She relaxed with her hat and mask on, and Qu Qingcheng opened the window of the back seat a little bit.

The night wind was blowing in slowly, and it was not until now that the heat of the day was taken off.

Qu Qingcheng's hand was placed on the seat, it was as white as nephrite jade, Zhu Yao couldn't help reaching out for it.

First it covered the back of the hand, but it wasn't enough, the thumb stretched in, gently scratching Qu Qingcheng's palm.

Qu Qingcheng glanced in the direction of the driver in front, and gave Zhu Yao a light look.

Zhu Yao smiled and shook his head, meaning it was fine.

It's all right, the driver in the front seat is obsessed with "my second uncle's uncle's grandniece and my wife are in love" and this kind of dog blood ethics drama.

Qu Qingcheng glanced at the driver's direction again, and then relaxed a little.

The night wind blows, bringing in a burst of aroma from the roadside flower beds.The fragrance of flowers at night is different from the fragrance of flowers during the day.

The floral fragrance during the day is strong, warm and a bit greasy.The fragrance of flowers at night becomes cool, light, and a little faint.

It can evoke the most subtle and true thoughts in people's hearts.

Zhu Yao was in such a night breeze with the fragrance of flowers, with her long hair flying under the brim of her hat, she gently turned Qu Qingcheng's hand over and wrote in her palm.

"happiness."

"joyous."

"you."

The strokes of these characters are special, and Zhu Yao slowly wrote them clearly, so it is not difficult to distinguish them.

The skin of Qu Qingche's palm was lightly rubbed by Zhu Yao, his palm was itchy, and his heart was also itchy.

She looked at Zhu Yao and smiled, looked at Zhu Yao's black hair, and danced the most graceful scenery in the night.

Zhu Yao's hair grows really well, three thousand black strands seem to be able to bind a person's entire thoughts.

Qu Qingcheng turned Zhu Yao's hand over, imitating what Zhu Yao did just now, and wrote stroke by stroke in her palm:

"I."

"also."

A chuckle came from under the mask.

Such happiness can urge countless flowers to bloom in the dark night.

Zhu Yao turned Qu Qingcheng's hand out again, and only wrote one word this time.

Such complicated strokes, is it... "love"?

Zhu Yao said, "It's a pig."

Qu Qingcheng frowned slightly, and slapped Zhu Yao lightly on the back of his hand, Zhu Yao smiled and avoided.

In a gust of night wind, the two people's long hair was entangled with the wind.

Zhu Yao's words just now were written sloppily and quickly. What exactly did he write, because Qu Qingcheng was embarrassed to ask, so there is no way to verify it.

But, you will always know.

In the rest of their lives, in the long years.

******

The two of them were sticky all the way, making various small movements with their hands, and then, the car arrived at its destination.

I don't know if it's because there are no traffic jams at night, but I feel that this road is extremely fast.

Qu Qingcheng looked at the darkness around him, without even a street lamp: "..."

"Where is this?"

"You don't want to drag me to some wilderness and sell me?"

Zhu Yao smiled: "I want to sell you and sell you to be a little daughter-in-law."

Qu Qingcheng snorted, "Who is it for?"

"Me." Zhu Yao smiled even more happily: "Is there anyone else here besides me?"

The two bickered, and Zhu Yao led Qu Qingcheng inside.

Qu Qingcheng soon discovered that this was a villa area that had just been handed over.

"Why did you come here?" Qu Qingcheng said, "A friend of my parents wanted to buy it before, and I accompanied them to see it once."

"I'm also a friend. He said he wanted to buy this place. I'm busy during the day, so I asked you to come and take a look at me at night, my staff."

"What friend?"

Don't be He Shile, take it so seriously.

Qu Qingcheng thought again, probably not, He Shile and Zhu Yao both belonged to Haicheng's brokerage company, so there was no need to spend a lot of money to buy property in Beicheng.

Sure enough, Zhu Yao said, "He's a friend of mine from Beicheng."

Qu Qingcheng nodded: "Actually, the best thing about this plate is its vision. The water is wide and the clouds are low, and the sky is so clear... Hey!"

Zhu Yao walked, led Qu Qingcheng over, and casually pushed the door of a villa.

She was really pushed away.

Qu Qingcheng stopped her: "Have all these villas been handed over? Do you know that you are breaking into someone's house like this?"

Zhu Yao didn't care: "Maybe this building hasn't been sold yet? I'll just check the layout of the house, and it's nothing like a rough house."

Zhu Yao dragged Qu Qingcheng in.

Qu Qingcheng couldn't help it: "Then leave quickly after watching."

The night was too quiet and dark, Zhu Yao turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone and reminded Qu Qingcheng to pay attention to his feet: "What do you think of this apartment type?"

Qu Qingcheng looked around.

Five bedrooms, three living rooms and three bathrooms, with a huge terrace, is a very reasonable layout.

She reminded Zhu Yao: "If your friend really wants to buy it, the most important thing is to choose a building with a good view, so hurry up and contact the sales office..."

Zhu Yao took Qu Qingcheng up to the second floor with a flashlight: "Let's see how the view is from this building."

She turned off the phone's flashlight, and the two stood in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling glass.

This community has just handed over houses and no one has moved in, so no street lights are turned on. In the darkness, there is even more light in the distance, winding and winding, like a flowing Milky Way, full of fragments of starlight, flowing towards the city. direction of the center.

Qu Qingcheng couldn't help sighing: "It's so beautiful..."

Something cold was stuffed into her palm.

Qu Qingcheng lowered his head and saw that it was a key.

Zhu Yao's face was shimmered by the light strip far away, and Zhu Yao blushed in this dim light and said, "Qu Qingcheng..."

"From here on...will it be your home?"

Qu Qingcheng was silent for a moment: "Have you already bought it?"

"……Um."

"You just got in because you had the key?"

"……Um."

Qu Qingcheng shoved the key back into Zhu Yao's hand: "Retired."

"Ah?" Zhu Yao was dumbfounded: "Qu Qingcheng, do you know what I said just now?"

"Are you... are you going to reject me?"

Qu Qingcheng suddenly asked: "Zhu Yao, do you like being an actor?"

Zhu Yao was taken aback: "What do you mean?" This topic is a bit too jumpy.

Qu Qingcheng came over, put his forehead against Zhu Yao's, and lightly supported the back of her neck with both hands: "Are you tired today?"

"Are you often... so tired?"

Zhu Yao thought for a while: "Being an actor is not as easy as many people think..."

"Well, so it's good to stay at my house."

"what?"

"My house, haven't you already lived in high school?" Qu Qingcheng temporarily let go of Zhu Yao, looked at her and smiled: "You don't need to buy any house, just live in my house, my house is just rented out, you can rent it out anytime. Take it back."

"Keep your money. Except for the money needed by your mother, save the other money. If you feel tired one day and don't want to be an actor, just stop being an actor at any time."

Zhu Yao said: "Your parents bought your house, but they objected to our matter, we live in the house they bought..."

Qu Qingcheng smiled: "You look down on the high school Chinese teacher?"

Zhu Yao thought about it, bought Qu Qingcheng's house so early, is it really not something a high school teacher can afford?

Qu Qingcheng said, "I'm sorry, but your high school Chinese teacher is a rich woman who is good at managing money."

I roughly talked about my research on stock market investment and financial management since I was in college.

"So, I bought my house myself. And, Xiao Zhu, if you don't want to be an actor anymore, I can afford to support you."

After Qu Qingcheng finished speaking, he realized that Zhu Yao had been looking at her and smiling, his shining eyes were like the starlight shattered in the river of lights just now.

Seemingly unable to stand still, she sat on a bay window and dragged Qu Qingcheng over, trying to embrace her first.

"Qu Qingcheng, do you know what you mean by these words?"

"I know." Qu Qingcheng nodded: "You proposed to me just now, but now I'm proposing to you instead."

"You...how do you say it, Little Zhu Yingying?"

Zhu Yao said slowly: "If you want me to agree, you must first confess one thing honestly."

"Are you angry today?"

"No." Qu Qingcheng shook his head: "You are busy with work, I have nothing to be angry about."

"I didn't ask if you should, but if you have." Zhu Yao lightly shook Qu Qingcheng's waist: "Say it, tell it."

Probably, all the savings she had not been able to act like a baby in her [-] years of life were used by Qu Qingcheng.

Qu Qingcheng was shaken by her and laughed: "Actually..."

"I don't know if I'm angry."

"Because... sometimes I can't figure out what the real me wants."

The author says:

Little angels~ that is to say, we will launch a channel for this issue of the list! =v= It's not a big deal but I'm happy!Thank you all for reading this article!See you at 20:15 in a new chapter tonight!A big event happened hhh~

感谢在2021-11-1716:11:44~2021-11-1817:08:25期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: 1 Huosen;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Zhaohai;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Mu Chenyan, the piece in the middle of the watermelon for you to eat, Ace Shengsheng Oolong, Ajia, qr, Zhaohai 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：照海20瓶；Ace声声乌龙、一只小橘子、汤圆10瓶；在爱徐丽晶5瓶；懵bi状态___3瓶；阿娜2瓶；十顾zy1瓶；

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