After getting on with the enemy

The situation was extremely quiet in an instant, and the two of them looked at each other stiffly, both of them were stunned.

Qiao Yan was dumbfounded, his rosy lips parted slightly, and he stood there like a log, unable to respond other than that.This encounter was definitely an unexpected change, and it was not intentional. Some behaviors were driven by instinct, and they were not under their control at all. It was too late to wait for the rationality to return.

In fact, this kind of situation shouldn’t have happened. Without the presence of the elders, it’s unreasonable for the two of them to sit together calmly, and they’re still so close right now... It’s really weird, it seems that everything today is not right Shun Shun, do anything wrong.

Qiao Yan was a little confused about the situation, and she was dizzy. She was in a daze for a while and got stuck. She didn't know how to ease the deadlock.

Zhou Xiyun was the same, he was silent, his eyelashes trembled a few times, but he didn't do anything else, as if he was still immersed in the matter just now.

After a long time, this man shrank his fingers rigidly and slowly regained his senses.

Qiao Yan also quickly regained his strength and backed away a little.

Zhou Xiyun sideways pulled out a piece of paper from the tea table, lowered his head and wiped his fingertips.The strength was heavy, and even the back of the hand was wiped all over.

It's not that I hate it, but I have to find some remedies.

Qiao Yan pretended to clear her throat, and had no choice but to say, "Give me one." Zhou Xiyun took one and handed it over to her hand.

As if wiping her mouth, Qiao Yan pursed her lower lip, feeling that it should be wiped clean, so she pretended to hide it and said, "It's very sweet..."

After all, I felt that there seemed to be ambiguity in this sentence, and I added unnaturally: "The cake is delicious, and the strawberry flavor is okay, and it is sweeter than the matcha one."

Zhou Xiyun also stepped back and sat a little further away.

The distance between the two was gradually widened. At first they were next to each other, and now it is not a problem to squeeze another person in the middle.Zhou Xiyun bent down to pick up the packaging bag and plastic spoon in front of him, and threw them all into the trash can to help clean up the leftovers. When it was over, he raised his eyes and asked in a low voice: "Do you want to throw it away?"

There was only an empty small cake tray left in Qiao Yan's hand. She lowered her head to look at it, and before sending the garbage forward, she said dryly, "Here you are."

Zhou Xiyun picked it up and threw it away, then took back the notebook as if he had nothing to do, clicked the mouse silently, received the data, and opened the document.He was more indifferent than before, and he barely calmed down his mood.

"There is food in the cupboard," Zhou Xiyun said in a warm voice, without showing any extra emotions, "There are still ingredients in the kitchen downstairs, and there are also refrigerators in the refrigerator."

It's so late, if you don't sleep, it's time for supper.

It's a pity that Qiao couldn't understand the two layers of meaning in the words, and didn't understand the subtext. He just felt that this was suppressing the previous embarrassment, so he didn't take it to heart. He just nodded, hummed, and said: "I know." .”

Zhou Xiyun didn't rush her, and put all his energy back on the computer afterwards.

Qiao Yan folded his legs and nestled on the sofa, while sitting and peeking at the laptop screen from a distance, his heart was almost twisted into a messy hemp rope.She was still not sleepy, not drowsy, and had no plans to go back to the guest room to rest, nor did she want to escape, she had no idea at all, and her mind was still in a messy state.

After shutting up for a few minutes, Qiao Yan looked at the tabletop for a while, and couldn't help but asked sullenly, "Can you see it if you don't wear that?"

That, referring to the silver-rimmed glasses.

Zhou Xiyun replied while typing: "I can see it."

Qiao Yan was puzzled: "Why do you still wear glasses when you can see?"

Zhou Xiyun said, "Myopia."

Qiao Yan is talkative and asks many questions.

"Since you are short-sighted, why don't you wear glasses?"

Zhou Xiyun replied patiently: "The degree of myopia is not serious, so you don't need to wear it most of the time."

"Oh. When did you become short-sighted?" "The year before last."

"No wonder, I haven't seen you wearing this thing before." Qiao Yan said clearly, "You are not short-sighted when you are studying, you are fine." Zhou Xiyun said: "I used to have a little bit." Qiao Yan asked: "When?" Zhou Xiyun truthfully explained: "Senior year."

"Sometimes it's pseudo-myopia, which happens when you overuse your eyes." Qiao Yan understood this quite well, and continued.Zhou Xiyun said, "Almost."

Qiao Yan had nothing to say: "I remember when I was in the third year of high school, except for a few of us, everyone else in the class was short-sighted." "There are five people who are not." "It should be." "Neither you nor Xing Yuan."

"The squad leader is highly myopic, almost a thousand degrees, right?" "I don't know."

"I've played with his glasses, it's uncomfortable to wear, and I'm dizzy." Zhou Xiyun didn't want to recall the past, so he prevaricated: "Yeah."

Qiao Yan asked: "Do you get dizzy when you wear glasses?" Zhou Xiyun: "No."

Qiao Yan said in a serious manner: "I heard that it will be like this when you first wear glasses, because you are not used to it, and it takes a certain period of adaptation." Zhou Xiyun said: "It's okay."

Qiao Yan fell on the back of the sofa, straightened her legs and stretched her waist, "Also, it is said that after wearing glasses for a long time, the eyes will deform and become uglier and turn into small swollen eyes."

There is a class of people who are born with the ability to chat, and they only pick nonsense without theoretical basis as truth.

Zhou Xiyun's men paused, and his typing was slow.

Qiao Yan recalled carefully, and said: "Our Chinese teacher is just glasses. It seems that he was handsome when he was young, but he was bleak in middle age, and turned into two mung beans. The eyes are the same when they are opened and closed. "

The Chinese teacher, a fat man of medium height, taught them.

The teacher's eyes are really small, not squinting, or simply small eyes.When he was young, he was thinner, his face was not big, and he looked more normal before he got cheeks. But when he got older, he didn't care much about his appearance. As his face became rounder, the flesh on his cheeks became more fleshy. The more squeezed, the pair of black grape eyes that are not big enough will appear too small.

Qiao Yan's Chinese performance was not very good, but he was deeply impressed by the teacher. He was quite happy to talk about it, and remembered some very interesting past events.

Zhou Xiyun didn't want to take this, so he simply ignored it.

Qiao Yan picked up her glasses and looked, "What's your degree?" Zhou Xiyun said, "Not high."

Qiao Yan asked, "How high is it?" Zhou Xiyun said, "It's less than a thousand degrees."

Qiao Yan looked at the thickness of the lens, compared it with the monitor's glasses in his memory, and said in agreement: "You must not have one thousand, not even five hundred, it's too thin."

Zhou Xiyun clicked the mouse again, "Only one or two hundred."

Qiao Yan's mouth hurt: "Be careful of rising." Zhou Xiyun: "No."

"It seems that you have to wear it all the time to increase slowly. If you wear it often, it will increase the depth." Qiao Yan said, moving over, "like you."

Zhou Xiyun stared at the screen intently, pretending he didn't understand.

Qiao Yan looked closer, "But your eyes are so big, you shouldn't turn into peas in the future." Zhou Xiyun: "..."

After talking nonsense, the atmosphere gradually calmed down, and the embarrassment became less embarrassing.

Qiao Yan deliberately picked some irrelevant words to talk about, and turned over the accidental accident, and didn't mention it again.

Zhou Xiyun couldn't handle her, and didn't answer the phone until the end.

The small living room was so quiet that one could clearly hear the rustling sound of the other party's clothes rubbing against each other.

Qiao Yan draped her body with a bath towel as a blanket, and raised her hand to run through her half-dry hair, checking to see if it was still dripping.

TV dramas are very boring, there are so many nonsensical things in the show, it's either you and me, or the mistress is cheating, or a realistic parental story suddenly pops up.Modern soap opera screenwriters are cutting corners more and more. They don't follow the plot as they wish, but purely pursue sensory stimulation.

After Qiao Yan watched it for twenty minutes, he felt that the follow-up plot was too sweet, so he changed the channel to listen to the evening news.Tired after lying down in one position for a long time, she continued with another shoulder, which was also convenient for playing with her mobile phone.

There is a new message on WeChat, sent by Song Xinyu.

The other party's earring fell off, and I want Qiao Yan to help find it to see if it fell into the car.

Qiao Yan had no impression of the style of Song Xinyu's earrings, and she didn't care whether they were lost during dinner tonight, and she couldn't find any earrings when she got off the car, but she still promised to look for them, and if she could find them, she would give them to Song Xinyu tomorrow. past.

In the middle of the night, Song Xinyu hadn't slept yet, so he replied after a while: [I'm sorry. 】Qiao Yan frankly: 【You're welcome. 】Song Xinyu asked: 【Haven't slept yet? 】】Qiao Yan said: 【Hurry up. 】Song Xinyu: 【Rest early, don't stay up late. ] Qiao Yan: [Okay. 】

Maybe it was because of the intention of inviting you to dinner, Song Xinyu sent another message: [This time it cost you money, next time I will treat you instead. 】Qiao Yan didn't think there was anything wrong with inviting old friends to dinner, so she replied: 【It's nothing, just a meal. 】Song Xinyu took the opportunity to finalize the matter: 【I will make an appointment someday when I have time. ] Qiao Yan replied: [Yes. 】

After chatting for less than 2 minutes, the exchange ended in a hurry.

Song Xinyu is very good at measuring, and he always clicks to the point, not too deliberate.Qiao Yan didn't take it seriously, and exited the chat box after the conversation.

The so-called treats are just a necessary part of the adult courtesy process. It is purely casual talk. Everyone likes to say that, but in fact, few people actually invite them.

Zhou Xiyun on the side unintentionally watched the entire chat - Qiao Yan held up his mobile phone to type, and the screen was facing Zhou Xiyun's side, so he could see it clearly from the corner of his eye.

Zhou Xiyun didn't bother Qiao Yan, and only pushed her shoulder after the chat.Qiao Yan was confused: "What are you doing?" Zhou Xiyun said in a deep voice, "It's blocking my light." Qiao Yan frowned: "Is there?"

"Stay away from me." Zhou Xiyun said with a cold and distant tone.Qiao Yan was impatient and refused to give in, "I'm critical and demanding."

Zhou Xiyun is unreasonable and does not accept criticism.

Qiao Yan grinned, and instantly recovered her bad nature, and kicked her bare foot in dissatisfaction.I didn't really kick, I almost kicked the opponent.

Qiao Yan said again, "You have a lot of problems."

Zhou Xiyun turned a deaf ear to it and dealt with it indifferently.

Qiao Yan pressed his calf against it, insisting on doing it against him. "Did you hear that?"

Zhou Xiyun hit her knee and patted her. "Move."

Qiao Yan was hypocritical, "It hurts..."

"Loose clothes." Zhou Xiyun said.

"I'm not pretending." Qiao Yan climbed onto the pole and stretched out his feet in disgust. "It really hurts. It's making me numb."

Zhou Xiyun refused to eat this set and pushed her calf away.

Qiao Yan has been hated for thousands of years. At this time, he has to gain the upper hand before giving up. He keeps provoking the other party, as if stepping on Zhou Xiyun's nightgown can make him feel uncomfortable.

She is a typical person who forgets to eat but not to play, she only cares about her own comfort, and she has already thrown the stuff in the bathroom out of the blue.She couldn't understand Zhou Xiyun's pretentiousness. She insisted on catching the eldest lady to pull out the scales, and staged a wave of what it means to make an inch of it.

"Why are you flirting again? Did I offend you?" Qiao Yan asked forcefully.

Zhou Xiyun refused to admit it: "No."

"You do," Qiao Yan said, "Your face is so stinky, you don't believe in looking in the mirror."

Zhou Xiyun replied, "It's too late, I'm sleepy."

Qiao Yan definitely didn't believe it, so he put his legs up again, "I won't even tell a lie..."

Zhou Xiyun made up his mind to ignore him, grabbed Qiao Yan's ankle and lifted him away. "Don't make trouble."

Not knowing which nerve was touched, or because she was afraid of itching, Qiao Yan fell back on the sofa and twisted her body.She was still laughing, and slapped her heartlessly: "What are you doing, don't touch me..." After talking, she still stuffed her hoof back at the last moment.

Zhou Xiyun's face was slightly solemn, but he didn't push her away anymore.

Qiao Yan never knew how to restrain himself, so he added another sentence: "I have a bad temper every day, I can't offend you."

Zhou Xiyun fell silent, like a muffled gourd.

The two of them used to not communicate, opening their mouths was like lighting a cannon, and it was inevitable that they would be hurt like this.Qiao Yan couldn't help Zhou Xiyun pulling his face down, saying whatever was on his mind, and venting out whenever he felt uncomfortable. She didn't like Zhou Xiyun's current state, so she kept talking.

And Zhou Xiyun didn't even talk back, and let him do whatever he wanted.

The atmosphere has changed again, and there is no trace of charm left behind.

They are naturally difficult to deal with, and it hasn't been good for a long time, and now all feelings have disappeared.

Qiao Yan leaned over and put his elbow on Zhou Xiyun's waist, muttering, "Stingy." Then he got up, ready to go back to sleep.

Zhou Xiyun didn't stop him, and reminded: "Close the door after returning to the room."

Qiao Yan was rebellious, "Don't turn it off, you have to turn it off yourself." After saying that, he walked slowly to the other side and turned off the light with a snap.

The small living room fell into darkness, only the screens of the TV and laptop emitted light.Zhou Xiyun usually said, "Turn on the light."

How could Qiao Yan obey, she slid into the guest room in a flash, closed the door quickly, and disappeared on the spot.If you don't change your nature and love to be artificial, you will only find trouble.

He couldn't do anything to this debt collector, so Zhou Xiyun had no choice but to endure it, stood up and turned on the light without making a sound.

The night of the sleepover was unremarkable, nothing too big happened, that's all.

Qiao Yan rested as soon as he entered the room, his eyelids began to fight, and he fell asleep after lying down for a while.Zhou Xiyun didn't close his laptop until one o'clock in the morning and went back to the house, and he didn't rest until he finished his work.

This night is not as cool as the previous day, the temperature has risen by two degrees, and the next night is still a bit boring under the quilt.

The bamboo swayed slowly with the wind. Zhou Xiyun woke up at four o'clock and never slept again.The moderately thick quilt stirred, and after a while, Zhou Xiyun turned over and quietly faced Hei Meimei's window.

The night opened its mouth wide, devouring and licking the tranquility on the ground.

Because he had to take care of Xu Ziqing and grandma, Qiao Yantian started groping around the next morning while it was still dark.

The sequelae of going to bed late and waking up early are serious. She couldn’t even open her eyes after she got out of bed, and she dozed off while washing. She was too tired during the period, and she closed her eyes while brushing her teeth. As a result, she couldn’t stand still and almost fell into the mirror. Knock on the forehead.

Forcibly washed my face with cold water to cheer up,

Qiao Yan folded back to fold the quilt lightly, then picked up his phone and went downstairs.

On the first floor, Zhou Xiyun had already gotten up, put on his aprons and went to the kitchen to spin around.

Turning out of the stairs and bumping into him for the first time, Qiao Yan thought he had misread it, and rubbed his sleepy eyes twice before realizing that it was really Zhou Xiyun.What a ghost, Miss Zhou, who never touches the spring water with her ten fingers in the past, actually cooks herself this morning, which is really rare.

Zhou Xiyun fried eggs with pancakes, boiled a pot of soft and fragrant surimi porridge on the stove, and there were fresh fruits piled aside, which seemed to be juiced.

Qiao Yan walked up to look at it strangely, and took a piece of cake from the plate without seeing someone else, and ordered: "I also want a glass of fresh juice, put less sugar, don't make it too greasy."

Zhou Xiyun turned a deaf ear and opened the lid of the pot to stir the surimi porridge.

Qiao Yan took a bite of the cake before Zhou Xiyun said flatly, "Put it down, it's not for you."

"You can't finish it, there are so many." Qiao Yan said boldly, "I will help share the burden, otherwise it will be a waste."

"This is for my aunt." Zhou Xiyun said.

Qiao Yan leaned closer and smelled the porridge, "What about this, can I eat it?"

It was the pot lid again and the gap was tilted out, Zhou Xiyun replied: "Grandma's."

"My grandma doesn't like porridge. She thinks this is tasteless and too bland." Qiao Yan said, opened the closet and took out a small bowl and put it down. "Give me a bowl when it's cooked."

Zhou Xiyun ignored it and continued to work on his own.

Goddess Zhou was still wearing the knee-length nightgown from last night, with the same slightly open neckline and slightly open legs, a more mature style.

Qiao Yan didn't look carefully at night, but now he noticed the difference again. When he approached, he lowered his eyes and got caught again.

But compared to last night, this morning she no longer felt that something was wrong with her body, and she didn't feel too surprised when she saw it now, she just smacked secretly. She doesn't have much flesh, and her collarbone is nearly straight. She has a very good figure, and wearing a ragged nightgown is more foreign than a model on a catwalk.

Look at yourself again.After one night, Qiao Yan's hoodie, which cost less than a hundred dollars, was already crumpled, like old clothes pulled out from some corner.

Qiao Yan tugged on the hem of his clothes, and pulled it with his hands.After talking, I couldn't help but take another look.

Maybe it was because of the lighting down, Zhou Xiyun looked really... Qiao Yan couldn't put it into words, couldn't describe that feeling.

Compared with a while ago, Zhou Xiyun's attire is a serious home style. There is no makeup on his face, his face is upright, his hair is casually held up with shark clips, and a few parts hang down softly. He has no accessories on his body, and even his feet are dark. It's pulling the slippers.

Zhou Xiyun's bones and skin are beautiful, and the years have precipitated her temperament, making her more familiar and familiar, and every movement reveals the charm from the inside out.

This didn't match the image in Qiao Yan's memory. The Zhou Xiyun she knew was still the annoying school bully when she was young.

During Zhou Xiyun's five years studying abroad, they were not completely separated. They had met so many times during the period, but Zhou Xiyun had changed a lot. Sometimes Qiao Yan would have the illusion that he just knew this person.

Qiao Yan took another bite of the cake, took another fried egg from a small plate, and said inarticulately, "I want another egg."

Zhou Xiyun did not stop, but followed.

Qiao Yan asked, "Why did you get up so early?" "I have something to do." Zhou Xiyun replied without explaining the specifics.Qiao Yan was talkative: "Work?"

Zhou Xiyun responded: "There is a document that needs to be finalized early." Qiao Yan said: "You are a busy person." Zhou Xiyun untied the apron and hung it on a hook on the wall.

Without the shackles of the apron, Goddess Zhou's celestial spirit has risen a lot.The smell of fireworks is annihilated in a breath, and it is gone in an instant.

After looking at it again, he should be confused, Qiao Yan went out with a small plate, turned to the gate and stood still, waiting for Xu Ziqing and the others to come back.

Zhou Xiyun stayed in the kitchen, and adjusted her nightgown when she was far away, closing the collar that was too open,

It was early six o'clock, the sky was dim, and the street far away was gray.Ms. Xu was about to show up and drive grandma back.

Qiao Yan came forward to help Xu Ziqing move things after eating and drinking, and supported grandma with one hand.

Grandma's face was slightly pale. One was suffering from high blood pressure, and the other was getting up too early in the morning, and she was a little motion sick.

When the family entered, Xu Ziqing entrusted her grandma to Qiao Yan, while she went upstairs to pack her luggage without stopping.After all, I have to catch a plane later, and it will be too late to delay.

Zhou Xiyun came over with breakfast, packed Xu Ziqing's share separately, and asked him to take it on the road.

Xu Ziqing was so touched that he kept saying, "Thanks to Xiyun this time, otherwise it would have made me even more annoyed."

Zhou Xiyun would please the elders, and asked softly, "Auntie, how about I take you to the airport?"

"How can you come and deliver it? What if you delay working hours? No need." Xu Ziqing said, "I called a car online, and it should come after a while."

Zhou Xiyun instead helped carry the luggage and sent everything outside the compound.

Xu Ziqing was moved, and turned to Qiao Yan, "Take good care of grandma, and wait for me to come back." Qiao Yan promised: "Mom, don't worry."

Xu Ziqing glanced at Zhou Xiyun who had already walked out, and said in a low voice, "Don't fight with Xiyun, you know, don't always bully others."

"How can I..." Qiao Yan replied, hesitating to speak, "Is it okay to bully her, she is such a big person."

Xu Ziqing didn't care what her daughter said, she rushed out after giving instructions, and when she got outside, she happened to arrive in time for an online car-hailing car, and hurried into the car to catch the plane.

Qiao Yan took over the task of taking care of grandma completely, and he was so busy all morning that he couldn't stop.

The outpatient department of the hospital goes to work at eight o'clock, and the appointment time here is nine o'clock in the morning.Going out to catch up with the morning rush hour, the road was stuck in traffic, and the ten-minute drive took a full four or ten minutes to arrive, and I almost missed the time for the doctor's visit.

It's also because of Qiao Yan's lack of experience, so it's usually better to go out early, so that although he will have to wait in the hospital for a while, he can avoid the peak hours of the road section and avoid delays.

Grandma's medical treatment process went smoothly, and the doctor said that there is nothing serious, just take some blood pressure lowering medicine and get more rest.

This is a small problem caused by the elderly who are not used to going to the countryside. They cannot be tired when they are too old. If they drive for several hours without taking a good rest, it is impossible not to get sick.

After leaving the hospital, Qiao Yan took his grandma to Kaffa, thinking about letting the old man stay in the store so that he could watch at any time.

Grandma doesn't like to drink coffee, and she doesn't want any other drinks. She still wants to help Qiao Yan with work.Qiao Yan refused, "You rest, I can do it, so I don't need you to come." Grandma sighed, "It's useless to poke your head in a daze." Qiao Yan was funny and comforted the old man.

Grandma was still not confused, knowing that Zhou Xiyun was working nearby, and later she pulled Qiao Yan and said, "Call Xiyun to come over for lunch, she is not comfortable alone."

Unexpectedly, the old man would come here on a whim, Qiao Yan was stunned, and thought for two seconds before perfunctoryly saying: "She is busy with work, so she can't come."

Grandma was stubborn, "Xiyun said she's not busy, she's free."

"She has to go to work and has to earn money." Qiao Yan comforted her, making up random coaxing, "I really can't come, the company doesn't allow them to come out at noon."

Grandma wasn't fooled, and said unhappily, "You're just ignoring me."

Qiao Yan didn't blush, "I didn't lie to you, if you don't believe me, ask Rong Yin."

Hearing what the grandparents and grandson were talking about, Rong Yin behind the bar smiled and did not get involved.

How could Qiao Yan let her grandma do whatever she wanted, so she fooled the old man to the place where the flowers piled up and asked her to pick out some flowers that she liked, and said obediently: "You can choose whatever you like, and I will wrap it up and take it with you later. Go home and put it in your room."

Grandma shook her hand and said, "It's a waste of money, you can sell it."

After Qiao Yan settled down the old man, Rong Yin asked in a low voice, "You little boy?" Qiao Yan didn't hear clearly, and asked back, "What?"

Rong Yin gossips: "The person your grandma mentioned just now is the Fa Xiao you mentioned earlier?"

Rong Yin knew about Zhou Xiyun. He had heard Qiao Yan hurt Zhou Xiyun many times, so he understood some things.

Qiao Yan didn't deny it, but said in a low voice, "My grandma hasn't been in a good state these past two days, so don't believe her."

Rong Yin laughed again, "Which company does it belong to?"

Qiao Yan didn't tell her, so she turned around and left with an excuse. "I'll go upstairs to deliver coffee, and if I don't deliver any more customers, I should hurry."

The second half of the day is relatively easier, there is no need to run around, and you can rest when you are tired.

Qiao Yan found Song Xinyu's belongings in the car, an earring inlaid with emeralds. He found it in the gap between the passenger seat.

Qiao Yan pulled the boss carefully to get the earrings, and then sent a message to Song Xinyu, asking for the other party's address.

Song Xinyu didn't know what she was going to do, so he gave it when he asked.Song Xinyu is in a meeting and has no free time right now.

Qiao Yan was extremely considerate and considerate this time. After asking, he ordered an errand brother to deliver the earrings to Song Xinyu's company.

Song Xinyu sent a photo to show his thanks after receiving the packed box, and said, "I planned to pick it up from you after get off work."

Qiao Yan thought that he acted perfectly, so he wrote back: [It's inconvenient for you to come here, you can just find someone, so you don't have to go all the way. 】Song Xinyu: 【Yes. 】

Qiao Yan: [And I'm also afraid of losing it, it's so small, it's not easy to find if it's lost. 】Song Xinyu: 【It's okay to lose it, it's nothing. 】

Qiao Yan bangzhi: [I didn’t lose it, but luckily it was delivered to you in time/laugh.JPG]

There are some people who are naturally incomprehensible. What a good opportunity to meet, but it fell apart before the other party implemented it. There is no scum left. You can't blame her for being unlucky.She really didn't understand, she didn't figure out the meaning at all.

When Song Xinyu came here, he could only walk down the steps, taking it lightly.

Qiao Yan said very savvyly: [You are busy first, and we will talk tomorrow. 】

Song Xinyu also replied: [OK. 】

In the evening, Qiao Yan took his grandmother to live in a small villa on Qinghe Street.

Qinghe Street is closer to Tiancheng Road, and Xijing Compound is a little farther away. It is more convenient to live here.

Taking care of the elderly is not as easy as taking care of a baby. You have to take care of all aspects, including food, drink, housing and transportation. In addition, you have to supervise the medication and so on.The next few days were also exhausting, Qiao Yan took care of both ends, and couldn't let go of everything.

Grandma is still reassuring, she doesn't run around, and she doesn't look for trouble, but she doesn't adapt to the new environment, she always wants to go back, and sometimes babbles about it.The old man was thinking about the neighbors he knew well, and he always urged Qiao Yan to call Zhou Xiyun down, and even wanted Qiao Yan to go up and deliver food to Zhou Xiyun.

The old man is kind-hearted and doesn't regard Zhou Xiyun as an outsider. He thinks that it is good to meet and take care of each other since we are so close anyway.

Qiao Yan was determined not to go up, and he didn't even deliver the takeaway orders, leaving everything to the shop assistants.

She didn't want it, so grandma asked the clerk to send it to Yifeng Group on the way.Qiao Yan hurriedly stopped her to avoid misunderstanding.

Grandma said: "It wasn't like this when I was a child, but now I am a stranger to Xiyun."

Qiao Yan opened his eyes and said nonsense: "We didn't know each other well."

Grandma exposed her: "I don't know you well, you are just running away with others, don't take you, you still complain to Huiwen."

Qiao Yan didn't remember this, and said, "You remember wrongly, I annoy her the most, it's impossible to follow her."

Grandma continued: "Yes, you ran to her house to hide when you were beaten, and Ziqing couldn't pull her back when she came to find her. You forgot."

Qiao Yan denied these messy pasts, and insisted that her grandma got mixed up. She even fought with Zhou Xiyun when she was seven years old. At that time, taking advantage of her fatter body, she forced Zhou Xiyun to ride on the ground, bullying the little girl with tears in her eyes. , both sides are in the same situation, how could there be such a harmonious time.

Zhou Xiyun hated her the most when she was a child. If Zhou Huiwen hadn't been around, she would never have even looked at her the same way.

Hiding from Zhou Xiyun and refusing to go home?impossible.No such thing.

It's almost the same as hiding in Song Xinyu's place, which is possible.The old man has a poor memory, probably because his grandma has lost his memory.

Qiao Yan stopped arguing and let her nag.

The time flashed to Thursday, and I was going to visit Dad Qiao on this day.

Qiao Yan still placed the old man in Kaffa, and asked Rong Yin to look after him, and then walked across the venue to Qiao's father's house to attend the banquet.

The original plan was to spend the night there, at least at night, otherwise it would be unreasonable, but because of this, Qiao Yan only stayed there for half an afternoon.

Joe's father and the others also understand her difficulties, but it's okay.

During this half day, Rong Yin took good care of his grandma and taught him how to play with electronic products.

On the way back, grandma showed off: "I also have what you have...it's green, with two nostrils." Qiao Yan thought for a while, "WeChat?"

"Yes, this is it." Grandma said, shaking the fashionable elderly phone in her hand.Qiao Yan smiled. It was inconvenient to take a closer look while driving, so he could only listen.

The weather on Thursday evening was gloomy, with dark clouds gathering in the sky, and it looked like a storm was coming.Qiao Yan drove faster and arrived at Qinghe Street before it rained.

Sure enough, not long after entering the door, a heavy rain hit, and it seemed to be dumped with a basin.

Qiao Yan immediately went upstairs and downstairs to close the windows and doors, worrying that the rain would pour in, so she collected all the clothes by the way.

Grandma is obsessed with mobile phones for the elderly, and has been playing with her mobile phone since she got in the car, as if she was chatting with someone.

Qiao Yan didn't pay much attention, and just asked her grandma to add her account.

Grandma ignored her, put on her presbyopic glasses, and concentrated on typing, as if she couldn't hear.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier. At first, it was as big as beans, and then it slammed down, and the strings were almost connected into a solid line.This situation was scary enough, Qiao Yan looked at the sky, and wanted to send a message to ask how Xu Ziqing was doing, and report the progress of the past few days by the way.However, as soon as he touched the phone, grandma made a sound and called her suddenly.

Qiao Yan responded, "Qin, what's the matter?"

Grandma found an umbrella from nowhere and came out with a kind face and a smile. "Come here, let me tell you."

Qiao Yan approached, "Say it."

"Go outside to pick up people," grandma said cheerfully, "Xiyun is here, so hurry up and pick him up."

Qiao Yan paused, thinking he was hallucinating.

Grandma stuffed the umbrella into her hand, "Go, hurry up, she didn't bring an umbrella, she's going to get caught in the rain, if you don't go, it'll be cold." The old man was eager and eager, and pushed Qiao Yan away, urging him non-stop.

Only then did Qiao Yan realize that the co-authoring grandma was chatting with Zhou Xiyun, no wonder she was so carried away.She hesitated for a moment, looked at the heavy rain, then looked at the road at the door, pursed her lips, and obediently opened an umbrella and went to the gate to meet people.

It's all here, so I have to follow my grandma's wishes and can't be driven away.

On the other side of the gate, Zhou Xiyun was already waiting at the security booth.The man didn't drive, so he didn't know how he got here.

Qiao Yan stepped on the water and asked, "Where's your car?" Zhou Xiyun said, "It's not open." Qiao Yan asked, "Then why did you come here?"

"It's a car," Zhou Xiyun said, "A colleague lives near here." Qiao Yan didn't ask any more, and gave him a hand, signaling to follow.

The rain was too strong and the umbrella was not big enough, so the two had to walk close together, otherwise they would be drowned before they got back.

Forced by the situation, the two sides didn't care too much, shoulder to shoulder all the way.But even so, the slanting raindrops also completely drenched them.

Almost at the door of the house, Qiao Yan didn't see his feet clearly, and almost fell down, but fortunately, the person next to him helped him in time.Zhou Xiyun grabbed Qiao Yan's waist and hooked it.They didn't separate until they entered the door.

Grandma felt sorry for the two of them, and quickly said: "You look like this when you open an umbrella, Zhenle is... change clothes immediately, and wear the whole body."

Zhou Xiyun let go of his hand and comforted his grandma: "It's okay."

Grandma said to Qiao Yan: "Go up first, find two of yours and lend them to Xiyun."

Qiao Yan twisted the corner of his clothes, shook the water, and responded, then led Zhou Xiyun to the small room on the second floor, found a clean suit for him, and then went back to his own room to change.

When it was time to take off her clothes, she suddenly remembered something, so she immediately found a suit that fitted her well and sent it to her.

The door of the small room was not locked, and it could be opened by twisting the door handle.

It was only half a minute before and after leaving, which was extremely short.

Without hesitation, Qiao Yan pushed the door open and entered, blurting out: "There's this..." Just as the words fell, they broke abruptly.

Zhou Xiyun in the room reacted quickly, pulling up the wet clothes to cover his chest.But it was still half a beat late, to no avail.

The white color flashed by, and the convex and concave figure came into view.

Qiao Yan's beautiful almond eyes widened, his pupils constricted, and for a moment, he felt a surge of blood rushing to the top of his head, crackling and burning upwards, and burning up to the neck and above.

With nothing to hide, she blushed to the tips of her ears on the spot.