kiss goodnight

After a close observation, it was discovered that the hands playing the guitar and touching the microphone were actually very narrow, with slender five fingers wrapped around Wen Ke's thumb, acting like a child who needs to be put to sleep.

Wen Ke let Jiang Yi'an hold it for a long time, and when the strength of his palms weakened, he pulled his hands up, closed the door and exited the bedroom.The morning light was twilight, and a soft light climbed onto the window lattice. Wen Ke cooked some porridge with the rice cooker, drank a bowl, and stayed up all night, so he leaned on the sofa and squinted for a while.

Jiang Yi'an opened his eyes in the bright room, and saw the monotonous ceiling and minimalist suction lamps, his body was still tired, his limbs were numb, and his face was hot.He struggled to prop up his upper body, took the water glass and drank it in one gulp, and when he put it back on the bedside table, his arms were suspended in the air, and his heart tightened, this was not his room.

Except for the same layout, furniture and bedding, they are completely unfamiliar.Jiang Yi'an first checked his clothes, they were tightly wrapped, and his feet were still wearing shoes, and the snow-white quilts he stepped on were covered with lumps of ashes.He was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the door, inevitably afraid and timid, which made him hesitate to act.

Countless questions popped up in his mind, Jiang Yi'an slid his Adam's apple and collected himself.He lifted the corner of the quilt and moved out of the bed, quietly moved to the door, and listened carefully, but there was no movement outside.With an anxious heartbeat, he opened the door, and Jiang Yi'an left the bedroom. The simply decorated living room was covered with a layer of warm light yellow, which gilded Wen Ke's outline.

Taking a step back, Jiang Yi'an retreated into the shadow of the corner of the wall, clenched his fists vigilantly.who is he?Are you from Huafeng Entertainment?Did you come to catch yourself back?Or is there another picture?Before he could figure it out, a restrained and deep voice whispered to him from a distance: "There is a bowl of porridge on the table, let's eat something."

Jiang Yi'an was still hesitating, only half of his body leaned out when he heard the words.The light cut light and shade on his clothes, and he carefully looked at the person sitting on the sofa. After 10 minutes, they didn't look at each other, which made Jiang Yi'an feel relaxed.

His head was still dizzy, and his stomach grunted at the right time. Jiang Yi'an was too hungry. Wen Ke's restrained eyes and a night of comfortable sleep made him temporarily put down his guard. He sat down at the dining table and took off the upside-down porcelain plate. With the hot millet porridge, the palms of the hands are very warm.

This warmth extended to the stomach, inexplicably, Jiang Yi'an recalled the days before his debut with his adoptive mother, although it was difficult, but warm and down-to-earth, with a strong sense of fireworks, it was the kind of ordinary he wanted most now.

Turning around to test several times, Wen Ke always maintained the posture of correcting the document, and the details of the facial features could not be seen clearly against the backlight. Jiang Yi'an could only see the curvature of the neck under the collar, and the veins on the back of the hand holding the pen were slightly visible.

When the memory fragment fled into the corridor in embarrassment, Jiang Yi'an didn't remember how it strayed into someone else's house.He secretly rejoiced in his heart that he didn't seem to be recognized, so he didn't have to worry about being exposed/exposed, and he could live here peacefully for a period of time.

After finishing the porridge, he scratched the side of the bowl with his index finger, and he felt the need to take the initiative to say "thank you" to that person.At the same time as he opened his mouth, someone knocked on the door, the frequency was rapid, Jiang Yi'an fumbled for the mask in his pocket in a panic, but he couldn't find it for a long time, the door was already opened.

"Hello." The person outside the door wore a dark blue overalls with a friendly attitude, "Excuse me, is it convenient? Check the water meter."

Jiang Yi'an wanted to hide in the bedroom, but heard Ke said: "It's not convenient, I hope to report it to you."

The re-closed door blocked the sudden interruption, Wen Ke walked around the dining table and entered the kitchen. Not long after, he reported a series of numbers to the people outside, and returned to the coffee table to continue focusing on the matter at hand.

Jiang Yi'an looked at Wen Ke, and after staring at it for a long time, he realized that his eyes were familiar.Can't remember when he saw it, he got up and came to the sink, washed the bowl with a sponge soaked in detergent, drained the water, and placed it lightly on the stove.

Hearing the sound of water, Wen Ke first glanced to the end of his eyes, then turned his head, and there was a narrow and thin figure standing in the bright field of vision.Straight long legs, slightly bent back, a pair of white and thin wrists under the wide cuffs, hands holding a bowl, and a serious look, he has seen Jiang Yi'an in many ways, but the one who is full of life is different. beauty.

Jiang Yi'an wasn't sure whether Wen Ke's abrupt opening would interrupt Wen Ke's work thoughts. During the time together, although there was no communication, he could always feel the other party's kindness. There was no restraint or embarrassment, and everything was relaxed.

There was a ball of waste paper by the table, and a ballpoint pen beside the napkin box. Jiang Yi'an leaned over to write four words, not planning to stay for long.

A note was pasted on the door of Room 403, which stated the mobile phone number of the staff member, requiring him to provide the number of the water meter.When he got home, Jiang Yi'an relaxed every nerve, he put the note on the coffee table, drank water and took medicine.

Returning his attention to himself, Jiang Yi'an moved his nose, passed the corner cabinet and went into the bathroom. In the mirror was a yellowed face, the hair on his forehead was frizzy, there were dried tears around his eyes, and his sweaty clothes were scattered. An indescribable smell.

Thinking of staying in someone else's house all night in this state, Jiang Yi'an felt ashamed.

After taking a shower, he scribbled to dry his hair and tied it into a random braid. Jiang Yi'an found the water meter on the main branch of the kitchen water tap, wrote down the number, and went back to the living room to use the landline to dial the number on the note.The other party's signal is not good, and there is an echo. It should be that they are busy in other units, and the communication is blocked. They can only vaguely hear a "send message".

Jiang Yi'an didn't have time to explain that he didn't have a mobile phone. Even if he told him, no one would believe him.He thought for a while, and pressed Lin Ye's number, unexpectedly "the user you dialed has turned off the phone".

After redialing four or five times, Jiang Yi'an gave up. Remembering that he forgot to pay the property fee and was complained about "please don't delay our work", he didn't dare to procrastinate. He looked up at the door, tapped his forehead with his index finger, and put on a down jacket after making a decision , smelled the smell sensitively, went to the door or turned back into the house and changed into a black jacket, habitually put on the mask, but only put it under the chin.

The door was knocked again, Wen Ke didn't expect it to be Jiang Yi'an.The fluffy black hair exudes a light lemon scent, and inside the open jacket is a soft turtleneck sweater. The clear pupils are as bright as water, but they dodge their eyes, showing a little unnaturalness.

Jiang Yi'an hooked his lower lip with the tip of his tongue. It was a small movement that Wen Ke was familiar with, and he was embarrassed.Wen Ke spoke first and asked, "What's the matter? Do you need my help?"

Jiang Yi'an raised his eyes, and then moved away after their eyes collided: "Can I borrow your mobile phone? I was not at home just now, and I checked the water meter..."

Before he could finish a sentence, Wen Ke had already unlocked the phone and handed it over. Jiang Yian took it. After two years of uselessness, he couldn't avoid it. He stared at the page for a long time to find where the "text message" was.After clicking on it, he pressed a line "403, Unit 718, Building [-]" in the dialog box very slowly. He paused for a few seconds, as if thinking about the number on the water meter, blinked his eyelashes a few times, and entered [-].

Wen Ke has been watching Jiang Yi'an's movements. He is half a head taller than him, and he can see all the expressions in his eyes. He didn't notice that the corner of his mouth was always twitching with an unusual smile.

The text message prompted "sent", Jiang Yi'an handed back the phone, just about to speak, the unit door rang, and the conversation sonar entered the corridor.There were about four or five people, and they were probably visiting relatives as the year approached. Wen Ke saw Jiang Yi'an turned around and hurried upstairs. The sound of the door closing came from the fourth floor. He put away his mobile phone and retreated into the house, sorted out his documents, and got ready to go to work.

Wen Ke turned his head when passing the dining table in a police uniform. There was a creased ticket on the table.On the front is Duan Yang's Gou Climbing character, which is invalid because of the wrong "violation parking location".

- thanks for taking care

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