After getting on with the enemy

Xu Ziqing and grandma went to Qiaojiaba, their hometown in the countryside, to attend the wedding banquet of a distant cousin there, and drove away yesterday.

This time I went out in a hurry. The original time was the sixth day of the first month of the new year, but my relatives suddenly changed the date a while ago, planning to treat guests half a year in advance, and leave the annual leave for the young couple to spend their honeymoon.

Because she had to pack her luggage, prepare gifts, and take care of her grandma before going out, Xu Ziqing forgot that there was a daughter at home for a while, and didn't remember until she received Qiao Yan's WeChat.

Qiao Yan was naturally unwilling to spend the night opposite, and wanted to go back to the house on Qinghe Street.

Xu Ziqing also stopped him and insisted on letting him stay.

My mother is going on a business trip to Tianjin tomorrow for a week. The plane will be around [-] o'clock, and the two elders will arrive home two hours earlier, that is, around [-] o'clock.

Grandma hasn't been feeling well for the past two days. I don't know if it's because of the long car ride or what happened. Anyway, her blood pressure is a little high. I should go to the hospital for a checkup as soon as possible tomorrow morning.Xu Ziqing didn't have time, so Qiao Yan had to take the old man there, and he had to act early in the morning, otherwise he would be delayed in doing business in the store in the afternoon.

Ms. Xu is the regional sales assistant manager of a certain home appliance brand. She goes out to study three to four times a year, and sometimes she is given a job as a training instructor in other cities. Temporary assignments are common.

This business trip was announced by the company tonight. There was no such arrangement before, and Xu Ziqing couldn't find anyone else to help except her daughter.

Qiao Yan understood her mother's difficulties and agreed to take care of her grandma, but she was still reluctant to stay.

However, Ms. Xu didn't care so much, she just sent a sticker, stating what she needed her daughter to do, including making an appointment for registration, preparing breakfast for the elderly, and so on.

It's no wonder that he was not allowed to leave. All the above-mentioned tasks were time-consuming, and Qiao Yan had to get up early to finish them, otherwise he would not be able to leave the house for a long time.

Qiao Yan had no choice but to follow suit.

Zhou Xiyun had already got his things, and just turned around and walked home.

This person has long legs and can travel long distances in a short while.

Qiao Yan couldn't open his mouth, after all, he had just finished the score, so he would show weakness and beg for acceptance now, so he just stood there and acted like a mute, watching people unlock and enter the door.

The lights in the house were turned on, and soft white light poured out from the doors and windows.

The distance between the two houses is not far, but the contrast is quite obvious at first glance. Although there are no people, the Qiao's side is too deserted.

This is how the compound gathers. It is full of fireworks during the day, but it is quiet and quiet late at night. At night, the neighbors in the neighborhood are resting.

After getting off, there were not a few familiar figures outside.

The night wind blew in gusts, and the coldness swished.

Qiao Yan folded his arms and covered them, rubbing them with his hands, hesitating whether to leave, as if he could come here at four or five tomorrow morning, at most, he would lose two or three hours of sleep.

There was a slight rustling sound of leaves rubbing against each other in the small bamboo forest.

Looking at the time, it will be eleven o'clock in ten minutes.

Qiao Yan couldn't make up his mind and thought twice.

In the room over there, the lights at the stairway came on suddenly.

Zhou Xiyun should be going upstairs, and the door of the house will be closed soon.

Qiao Yan pretended to look around, put his cell phone on his hands, and returned to the driver's seat door with great ambition.

At worst, set an alarm clock. If it is impossible to continue to ask for leave tomorrow, Rong Yin will be fine. At most, she feels sorry for herself and will make up for this absenteeism when she has a chance in the future.

But after careful calculation, the number of holidays this month has indeed exceeded the standard. On Thursday and Saturday, there are one full day and one night each... Partnerships open their doors to do business by helping each other, and multiple partners share the pressure. Doing it like this is really equivalent to throwing away the shopkeeper. It doesn't make sense to always put the work on Rong Yin alone, it's too unkind.

Qiao Yan pursed her lower lip, put her hand on the doorknob and did not pull it away.

Opposite the door, Zhou Xiyun, who was about to go upstairs, turned back and appeared at this moment of hesitation.

Zhou Xiyun squeezed his phone and approached here step by step.

Qiao Yan could bear his temper, and when he saw someone, he secretly put away his hands and waited in place.

Zhou Xiyun didn't talk nonsense, and said bluntly, "Aunt just sent me a message."

Qiao Yan put on a show to the end, instead of making a fuss about it, he pretended to pick up the tone and said, "Oh."

Lively is a model of wanting face and suffering. If you bow your head first, you will suffer a big loss and lose a piece of meat.

Zhou Xiyun didn't beat around the bush: "You sleep in the guest room."

Qiao Yan twiddled the pebbles on the ground with his toes, his face was calm, and he hummed extremely "reluctantly".

Zhou Xiyun glanced at her and asked, "Is the car locked?"

Qiao Yan took out the key, "Not yet."

"Lock it and go."

"can."

Zhou Xiyun didn't expose her nonsense, and asked again: "Isn't it cold to dress like this?"

Qiao Yan was only wearing a long-sleeved hoodie

, the style is slightly thinner, and it is still the kind that is not windproof or frost-resistant.She tugged at the corner of her clothes, and replied involuntarily: "It's so-so, not as cold as yesterday."

Zhou Xiyun: "It was 23°C yesterday."

Qiao Yan is used to being able to make up nonsense: "It's a little higher today."

Zhou Xiyun answered mercilessly, "Today's highest temperature is 17°C."

Qiao Yan: "..."

After a pause, Qiao Yan supported his arms tightly: "It's okay, it's not very cold."

Zhou Xiyun said: "The temperature will be lower later."

Qiao Yan: "I don't feel anything."

Zhou Xiyun said calmly, "Don't wander around outside at night."

Qiao opened his mouth and refused to admit it: "I didn't."

It's the same as being deadly if you are soft, but you can't do it well.

Zhou Xiyun didn't want to talk to him any longer, and went back after he finished speaking.Qiao Yan followed behind calmly, and followed into the gate of Zhou's house.

The structure of the old-style building is different from the high-rise buildings in the community, and it is also different from the current popular villa layout. The sleeping places here are mainly concentrated on the second floor, and the guest rooms are also above, and adjacent to Zhou Xiyun's room.

There is also a small living room on the second floor of Zhou's house. The main room is the main room that turns out of the stairs. It is equipped with a sofa, TV, etc., and the decoration is more decent than the first floor of Qiao's house.

Zhou Xiyun went up and put the paper bag on the coffee table.

The small cakes in the bag come in several flavors.

Qiao Yan looked at it, thinking that someone bought it for Goddess Zhou, and clicked his tongue secretly.She recognized that it was a product from an online celebrity shop in the Financial City. Last time Xu Ziqing brought back some from someone else and left some for her and grandma.

The food in that online celebrity shop tastes good, it is indeed delicious, but the price is extremely expensive, you can choose two at will, and you can pay a thousand yuan, and it only slaughters rich fools, and normal people generally don't fall for it.

I don't know who has the brains to buy this, Zhou Xiyun doesn't like desserts, so I don't like this one.

Qiao Yan thought of Jiang Kaipin, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Isn’t that what the young people are like now, sending flowers and food, romantic and pragmatic, all-round strategy.It seemed reasonable for that idiot Jiang Kaipin to spend four figures on flowers and some expensive cakes. It seemed like no one else could do such a thing except him?

Qiao Yan didn't know Zhou Xiyun's other suitors, so he took it for granted that it was this one.

Zhou Xiyun didn't notice someone's brain teaser, turned around and said, "Hurry up if you want to take a shower, there are disposable underwear in the guest room that you can change and wash."

There is only one bathroom on the second floor, and they have to share it separately tonight.

Qiao Yan knew everything, and it wasn't that he had never been here before, so he knew it without the other party telling him.She definitely wanted to wash first, and was going to deal with Xu Ziqing's instructions after washing, so she immediately responded, "Okay, it will be done in 10 minutes."

Zhou Xiyun sat down on the sofa and turned on the TV.

Qiao Yan entered the guest room, quickly rummaged through the cabinets and found her underwear, put on slippers and rushed into the bathroom.

With a bang, the frosted glass door was firmly shut.

Zhou Xiyun tilted his head to look around, then picked up the remote control and changed the channel again, tuning to the movie channel.

Not long after, the sound of rushing water came.

The noise is not loud, but the glass door is not soundproof, and the sound can be vaguely heard when sitting in the small living room.

Zhou Xiyun leaned against the back of the sofa, his thick and curly eyelashes trembled, and then stepped back a little.After a while, she habitually took off the glasses on the bridge of her nose and gently placed the things on the coffee table.

On the other side of the door, Qiao Yan stood naked under the shower, patting water on the back of his ears, and rubbing his neck after washing his ears.It's not the first time she has stayed at Zhou's house, and she is already familiar with the structure inside. She knows exactly where there are extra cups and which drawer holds the spare toothbrush. She just takes what she wants and doesn't bother to ask outside. the one.

She washes her hair after rinsing with water, during which time she can free up one hand to brush her teeth on the spot. The efficiency is so high that not a minute is wasted.

A shower is about 15 minutes, definitely timed out.

Qiao Yan didn't know how long it took, so he turned off the water when it was almost done, then wiped his face and found a towel to wipe his body.

There are no extra towels in the bathroom, they are all used.

She ignored this and only remembered when she reached out to look for it.The pile of new dry towels here is prone to moisture, so Zhou Huiwen transferred them to the utility room.

Qiao Yan was startled, and wiped the water on his chin.

……

Right now, there are only three options, to wear clothes with wet body, to use someone else's, or ask Zhou Xiyun to take it for him.

The first one is obviously impossible, her hair is still dripping, and she will not even have to wear clothes after doing this; the second one is unrealistic, not because she dislikes it, but because people like her to use it. Yes, she couldn't tell which was whose.

Can only choose the last one, there is no other way.

Qiao Yan calmed down, turned towards the door in embarrassment, and moved his lips.After contemplating for a while, she still lowered her old face and shouted, "Zhou Xiyun."

Qier unstable, a little weak.

It seems that the volume of the TV is too loud and I can’t hear it, and the people outside don’t respond.

There is a door in the middle, and the inside and the outside do not meet each other, and neither side can see their own situation.

Qiao Yan's ears felt slightly hot, and he couldn't control his subconscious reaction.

The movie in the small living room played continuously, just enough to come in clearly.

Qiao Yan stood still and listened for a while, stepped on the wet ground with bare feet, and continued to shout shyly, "Zhou Xiyun—"

And he finished with a drawn out voice, "Zhou Xiyun, I didn't take a towel, did you hear that..."