After wearing the spare tire, I was with Bai Yueguang

When Yan Guiqiu came back, he vaguely felt that the atmosphere was not right.

"What's wrong with you?" She stood at the door and hesitated for a moment.

The two who were in a strange silence turned their heads at the same time, glanced at her, and shook their heads at the same time: "It's nothing."

Yan Guiqiu: "..."

There must be something.

But the expression on Jiang Xuehe's face didn't seem too embarrassed, and A Luan was still smiling, so she didn't ask any more questions.

"The watermelon you want is only this big." Yan Guiqiu put the watermelon that could be hugged in his arms on the ground, and at the same time put a few oranges on the table at the front desk, and finally a bunch of heaven in his arms bird.

The pink lily placed on the cabinet is already a little wilted, and it can just be replaced with a new one.

"How do you know I want to eat oranges?" Jiang Xuehe asked.

"I heard you mention it yesterday, and I happened to see it when I went to the fruit shop just now." Yan Guiqiu said, "I happened to bring it back along the way, so as to save you from making another trip."

In fact, she just said it casually, but she didn't really want to eat it that much.

Jiang Xuehe didn't say this, just smiled, took two oranges, washed them, and cut them open.

Yan Guiqiu took this opportunity to approach A Luan and asked, "You didn't make trouble for me, did you?"

A Luan was still rummaging through the bag of oranges, responding and complaining: "Of course not, how honest I am, of course I've said good things to you—why didn't you stop by to buy two apples?"

Yan Guiqiu: "Didn't you say you want to eat watermelon?"

A Luan's cheeks were about to bulge into a ball: "Don't you understand that is called a tactical excuse? Do I seem to be such an unreasonable person?"

Yan Guiqiu nodded without hesitation: "Like."

If anyone is not self-willed, Miss Luan must not be included in this list.

Although he has a good temper, he can be quite annoying when tempered.

Yan Guiqiu has been Miss Luan's "mother" for so many years, which can be said to be deeply touched.

When Jiang Xuehe came out with a plate of oranges, he heard A Luan "hum" and came over to eat the oranges without seeing him.

"Compared to me, Ah Qiu must like you more." A Luan said while eating an orange.

"Why?" Jiang Xuehe asked with dignity.

"Because you seem more reasonable." A Luan picked up another slice of orange, thought for a while, and then said, "But if you are unreasonable to her, maybe she will be very happy."

"Really?" Jiang Xuehe asked Yan Guiqiu next to him with doubts.

"What's the point of dating?" Yan Guiqiu said confidently.

"I think you are very unreasonable now." A Luan said.

"Where am I being unreasonable to you?" Yan Guiqiu asked.

"I worked so hard to say good things to her, but she couldn't even bear to buy me an apple." A Luan turned her head to ask Jiang Xuehe, "Do you think she is unreasonable?"

Jiang Xuehe smiled and said, "I'll buy it for you next time."

Satisfied, A Luan turned his head and said to Yan Guiqiu: "As the saying goes, you are close to Zhu Zhechi. In the future, you must learn how to write the word 'gentle' from Xuehe."

Yan Guiqiu pushed the plate towards the two of them: "Go and eat your oranges."

Jiang Xuehe moved the registration book on the table to the side to prevent the juice from splashing on it. Yan Guiqiu glanced at it from the corner of his eye, stared blankly, then turned his gaze back, and stared at the registered address in the bottom column for a moment.

"Did you buy the painting?" Yan Guiqiu asked A Luan.

"Of course." A Luan said convincingly, "It's the first time I come to Xuehe's gallery, don't you think it's a joke."

But the address above is obviously not A Luan's.

The phone number is correct.

Yan Guiqiu glanced at the address again, thinking about something, but finally looked away without saying anything.

Jiang Xuehe noticed her gaze, corrected the address again, and suddenly understood a little bit in his heart.

That address is in the city next door.

Luan's house is far away from here, so it's hard to say if Miss Luan has bought her own house nearby.

But judging by Yan Guiqiu's reaction, this address probably belongs to someone else.

The closest one is Song Anchen from the city next door.

It's not unusual for friends to meet friends.

Jiang Xuehe didn't think about it any further, and also looked away.

A Luan is a very lively person, he can relax when chatting, and it is difficult to be cold.

The three chatted for a while, and went to have dinner together, and it was already dark when they came out.

A Luan drove here by herself, and it would be inconvenient to drive back so late, so she naturally stayed at Yan Guiqiu's place for one night, and she warmly invited Jiang Xuehe to go to Yan Guiqiu's house together, but of course she was declined.

"I have something to get up early tomorrow morning, so I won't bother you." Jiang Xuehe smiled apologetically, and then greeted A Luan, "Come and play when I'm free."

A Luan nodded, and climbed upstairs in a hurry, leaving Yan Guiqiu at the bottom talking to Jiang Xuehe.

The two of them knew that she was the one who thoughtfully left space, but Yan Guiqiu couldn't help showing a somewhat tired expression, while smiling helplessly: "Too noisy."

"It's nice to be lively." Jiang Xuehe looked up at the tall building behind Yan Guiqiu, "I won't feel lonely."

The street lights have been turned on, but there are only a few lights on the upper floors of the residential building.

I don't know if no one has moved in yet, or they haven't come home from get off work yet.

There were no people on the back and forth trails, only street lamps standing there alone.

The scattered stars and lights are indeed easy to give people a sense of remote and vast loneliness.

The two fell silent at the same time.

Yan Guiqiu looked at Jiang Xuehe's side face in a daze, feeling a little sour in his heart for no reason.

It's not that Jiang Xuehe doesn't have friends, but he doesn't have many close friends. Like Yan Guiqiu, who has friends visiting every now and then, Jiang Xuehe hardly has any.

It's not that there's something hidden or unattractive, it's just that Jiang Xuehe has a cold personality and doesn't like to get too close to others.

The plot is even more indifferent to appear a little ruthless.

But she didn't reject Yan Guiqiu's approach, her smile seemed sincere, and when she stood alone not far away, she was like an independent flower.

No one is not afraid of loneliness.

Yan Guiqiu didn't know what to say, and it seemed too shallow to say "I'll accompany you in the future", but she really felt that when Jiang Xuehe was standing there alone, it would be better if someone stood beside her.

Jiang Xuehe turned his head to look at her, and seeing her troubled face, he gave a "puchi" laugh and asked, "What are you thinking?"

Yan Guiqiu shook his head and said, "It's a pity that I couldn't invite you to my house."

Jiang Xuehe was stunned for a moment, and said, "There will be opportunities in the future."

Yan Guiqiu sent her into the car, watched her drive out the side door, and then turned back upstairs.

A Luan didn't have a key, so she was sitting on the steps outside the door, with her head down, tapping on the screen of her mobile phone. The faint white light made her face pale, giving it a ghostly atmosphere.

When she heard the movement, she deliberately raised her head in slow motion, and a white light shot up from her chin.

Yan Guiqiu knocked on the door, and the sensor light on the top of the corridor lit up.

A Luan pouted rather boredly: "You are so boring and easy to get dumped, do you know that?"

Yan Guiqiu: "It's better than being despised for being too childish."

A Luan: "..."

A Luan: "You are attacking with life."

"Yes, I am." Yan Guiqiu opened the door, reached out to fumble to turn on the light on the wall, and asked, "Why did you send the painting to An Chen?"

"Have you seen all this?" A Luan replied, "I want to say that I haven't seen her for a long time, so I'll stop by to see her, do you believe me?"

"What do you think?" Yan Guiqiu obviously didn't believe it.

Although they are both Yan Guiqiu's friends, Song Anchen and A Luan don't really get along well.

One should do what he says, and treat what a friend says casually as a major life event. A Luan treats his friends a lot more casually.

The result is that one of the two feels that the other is too careless and careless, and the other thinks that the other is too rigid and fussy.

The relationship can't be said to be too bad, after all, they can chat in harmony even if they meet each other, but on weekdays, the two will never go to play with each other for no reason.

Moreover, Song Anchen didn't know anything about art, so it would be a fantasy to ask her to enjoy paintings with her.

"Okay, she called me two days ago to tell me about you and Jiang Xuehe." A Luan confessed honestly, "She always feels that something is wrong with Jiang Xuehe, so let me come and have a look."

Song Anchen felt that he was very far away from the rich and powerful houses, and people who were more savvy would not be able to see why, but A Luan had seen intrigue as if it was a game since he was a child, so his eyes were naturally sharper than hers, so he went to her.

"But she was just worried, and told me not to embarrass Jiang Xuehe face to face." A Luan added.

Obviously, there is no need to worry about this, not only is there no embarrassment, but it is almost directly helping to lead people into the house.

You must not tell An Chen what happened today.

Yan Guiqiu silently wrote it down.

"I'll talk to her later." Yan Guiqiu thought for a while, and then asked, "Then how did you feel after watching it today?"

A Luan asked: "Do you really want to hear my thoughts?"

Yan Guiqiu said: "I have come here, but I can't come in vain."

A Luan picked up the pillow on the sofa, tilted his head to think for a while, and then said, "I don't know what you like about her, but I can understand that you like her."

"In terms of how she is, I can only say that I don't hate her. If she gets to know her well, she's probably the type who can get along well with her—she should be really reasonable. She won't be more difficult to get along with than Song Anchen."

Yan Guiqiu smiled helplessly.

A Luan stretched out his hand to support his chin, stared at Yan Guiqiu's face, and said after a while, "You want her very much."

Yan Guiqiu was taken aback.

A Luan seemed to spit out this sentence casually, his fingertips were still knocking on the edge of the coffee table, but the words were sincere, with a little surprise: "This is the first time I saw you 'want' something. "

This is also something that Song Anchen couldn't understand, but A Luan could understand it.

People like them, either have a very good family background, or are very capable, or have very weak desires. It is easy to be satisfied. As soon as an idea pops up, the result is at your fingertips. That kind of strong expectation It will be wiped away day after day.

When A Luan graduated from high school, her father forced her to be engaged to a young master from a well-known family. It was the first time that she resisted her father's authority so fiercely, and once forced her to die.

Thinking back afterwards, that young master was actually not a bad person, her father had specially screened her for her, and her character and appearance were all excellent. A Luan did not reject love or even marriage. Introduce it to her, and she'll probably gladly accept it.

But it is precisely at that moment that her desire for "freedom" trumps everything, including life.

It would be happier to die if she wasn't given the freedom to choose "yes" or "no."

Such strong emotions have appeared very few times in her life so far. Looking back now, those actions are ridiculously extreme, but she has never regretted it, and she knows in her heart that if she does it again, she will still do it. Same option.

Not just for "freedom" itself, but also for the rare and strong "wanting" emotion itself.

Yan Guiqiu is much more sensible than her, and far less extreme than her.

But her desire was much weaker than that of A Luan.

It seems that there is nothing in the world that she can't let go of, and there is nothing that makes her want something that can naturally reveal her preference.

"Jiang Xuehe" and "Like" are the first time.

Such a rare thing appears in front of you, if you don't reach out and grab it, you will regret it for a lifetime.

So A Luan chose to support Yan Guiqiu without hesitation.

Song Anchen's worries were not without reason, but that was something on another level, and no one else could interfere except the two of them.

"If you don't want to hurt each other, then learn how to really like someone." A Luan said, shaking his index finger, and said earnestly, "The knowledge in the subject of love is very great."

——Come here.

Yan Guiqiu suddenly realized that this person in front of him is a real love expert.

Noticing that Yan Guiqiu's expression was shaken, A Luan approached mysteriously: "I just found the complete collection of love cheats, do you want it?"

Yan Guiqiu: "..."

It sounds very unreliable.

Looking up at A Luan's face full of excitement and eyes shining, he immediately felt even more unreliable.

Being in love makes people have a negative IQ.

This sentence may not be so accurate-it should be changed to "Even if you know it's unreliable, you should take the initiative to jump into the pit."

but……

For Jiang Xuehe.

Yan Guiqiu finally nodded with difficulty: "...yes."

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Yan (tearful.jpg): You don't even know how much I sacrificed for you

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