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Jing Rong felt that he might be a little drunk.

Otherwise, why did Qu Yu's heartbeat speed up a lot after she told her about elopement, and she let the other party pull his arm to leave the villa.

With a breezy breeze, they got off at a familiar but somewhat unfamiliar place.

Jing Rong looked up at the door of the unit he had been away for a long time, and narrowed his eyes.

After eloping on the playground last time, they also came back here. They drank and played games, and they established a relationship the next day.

Time flies, it seems that a long time has passed, only the joyful mood at that time can be recollected.

Walking into the elevator, Jing Rong belatedly asked, "Why did you bring me here?"

Qu Yu smiled at him: "I want to bring you here, there is no reason."

Jing Rong was silent.

The elevator stopped with a bang, and the door slowly opened.

Qu Yu stepped out first, with his palm pressed against the crack of the door, in a protective gesture: "Come out, and take you home."

Come back home.

Jing Rong thought for a while because of this word.

He looked at Qu Yu who was standing outside the elevator: "This seems to be the first time you use this word."

Yes, before the other party always said words such as "go back", "back to the rented house", "back to the place where you live", and it was the first time to say "go home".

If he heard the other party say this word a month ago, he would probably be very happy.

Hearing it now, there is only a touch of pain and ridicule left.

Qu Yu paused for a moment, and smiled a little shyly: "There are memories of me and my brother here, so it can be regarded as home."

Indeed, they had a wonderful experience here, and it was because of this that Jing Rong chose to leave here immediately.

He was afraid that he would give in to Qu Yu because of these memories.

Unfortunately, the other party brought him back here again today.

"You did it on purpose." Jing Rong looked at him and said firmly.

Deliberately pull me back to the past, deliberately give me a chance to recall.

Qu Yu did not hide it, nodded: "I did it on purpose."

The four eyes met each other, not giving in to each other, time seemed to be a little frozen, and the air became thinner.

After a while, Jing Rong looked away first, and walked out.

Qu Yu's smile deepened, and when he came out, he turned and went to unlock the sliding door.

The various decorations in the rented house have not changed, except that there are many glass bottles filled with gardenias.

Coffee table, dining table, small balcony, next to the TV.

Looking over, there are flawless pure white flowers, and there seems to be a light floral fragrance in the air, which makes people feel happy.

Qu Yu took out the slippers from the shoe cabinet: "Senior, wait a moment, I'm going to change clothes."

After speaking, he walked towards the bedroom in his slippers.

Jing Rong looked down at the slippers, put them on and went to the living room and the small balcony first.

It seems that nothing has changed, even the tablecloth on the coffee table is as clean and beautiful as before.

Like every night when he lived here before, he stood on the small balcony and looked out, but he couldn't see anything, but he always felt that this could empty his mind and bring short-term happiness.

He enjoyed the quiet.

After stopping for a while, he turned on his toes and slowly walked towards the bedroom on the right.

That's where he used to live.

He thought he would see an empty bedroom, because the things on the bookcase, the clothes in the wardrobe, the sheets and pillows were all put away by him and put into the new residence.

However, the bookcase was full of books, the bed was covered with clean sheets and thin quilts, and the pillows were exactly the same as his usual ones.

If he hadn't really moved out, he probably would have had the illusion that he was still living here.

In an instant, a complicated feeling slowly rose from the bottom of my heart, gradually filling my whole heart.

He couldn't understand Qu Yu a little bit, wouldn't the other party feel that he was deceiving himself by doing this?

But he didn't feel angry or unhappy, just a little doubt and sadness.

Perhaps, there was still a little joy, but this little joy was subconsciously ignored by him.

"My brother has a lot of books. I haven't bought some of them, but most of them should be bought back."

Qu Yu's voice sounded behind him, with a slightly raised ending and a nasal tone, as if he was coquettishly begging for praise, or complaining that he had too many books.

Jing Rong turned his eyes back to the bookcase. In fact, Qu Yu has done a good job. The order of books is similar to his habit. He can reach out and get the one he wants to read. What is on the table now is "Actors". Self-cultivation of the book, with several large characters printed on the purple cover.

The other party also put gel pens and colored pens on the table very considerately. Except for the lack of mugs, the rest can be said to be very restored.

Jing Rong pointed to the book: "Why put this book?"

"Because the day I met my brother, my brother was reading this book." Qu Yu replied without hesitation.

The emotions in my heart seemed to become more complicated and difficult to understand.

Jing Rong pursed his lips and didn't speak any more, but quietly looked at the bedroom again.

The atmosphere is rare in recent times, with no disputes, no embarrassment, and some just a touch of softness that seems to have passed through time and space.

An arm wrapped around his waist, tightened slightly, the nape of his neck rested on his chin, and the warm breath of the other party fell on the side of his neck.

Jing Rong's body froze, and he didn't immediately push him away.

This pose was a bit too intimate, the other party's arms wrapped around his thin waist, and his chin rubbed affectionately.

Qu Yu was hugging him.

The heartbeat seemed to miss a beat, Jing Rong held his breath, and the roots of his ears were slowly heating up.

After he felt the temperature of the base of his ear, he stretched out his hand to cover the back of the other's hand, and made a gesture of pulling away: "Release."

The other party hugged him tighter.

"Only one minute," Qu Yu's voice was a little muffled, "Brother, I miss you so much."

It seems that once Qu Yu called his brother, Jing Rong couldn't harden his heart to force him to let go.

Before, the other party used to act like a baby, and brother seemed to be a mantra, and now he always called senior, making him think that he would never hear the other party call brother again, but he did not expect to hear it tonight.

Jing Rong didn't struggle anymore, and let the other party lean on him, quietly spending this short minute.

After almost enough time, Qu Yu consciously let go of his hand, and lifted his chin from his neck.

His body suddenly became lighter, and Jing Rong felt a little lost for no reason.

He suppressed this disturbing emotion and turned his head without changing his face.

Qu Yu has already tidied up his expression. He changed into casual home clothes, which are still in black and white and solid colors, making him thin and tall.

"Brother, wait for me for a while, and I will cook."

Qu Yu smiled at him, with a very gentle and affectionate look, her eyes were bent in just the right way.

Jing Rong frowned, "You said that you can't cook."

Subconsciously, Qu Yu put her hands behind her back and cleared her throat a little guilty.

This little habit has always been preserved.

Jing Rong didn't make things difficult for him anymore, and sighed softly: "Go, don't let me down."

After being lied to so many things, this one is not that important.

Only then did Qu Yu nod his head, his eyes were bright, clean and clear, looking to the end at a glance.

Jing Rong didn't stay in the bedroom any longer, and went into the dining room with the other party.

Seeing that Qu Yu was exceptionally proficient in taking out the ingredients from the refrigerator, she walked into the kitchen and began to choose dishes to wash.

Jing Rong didn't intervene in the other party's actions, but just sat on the dining chair and watched the other party's busy figure.

He took off his suit jacket and put it casually on the dining chair, resting his chin on his finger bones, sitting elegantly and slightly lazy.

When it came time to stir-fry, Qu Yu put on an apron and stir-fried with a spoon.

Jing Rong didn't make a sound to break the atmosphere of life. During his absence, the other party has grown a lot. It is undoubted that the other party has grown a lot, but he didn't expect such a big change.

Watching people cook just like this didn't seem so boring. After Qu Yu brought out all the food, Jing Rong realized that 10 minutes had passed.

The tomatoes are bright red, and the eggs are golden and soft. The combination is very appetizing.

In a hurry, Qu Yu cooked two dishes and ordered two bowls of noodles.

Jing Rong poked the egg with his chopsticks, picked up a piece and tasted it, and it tasted good.

"The dinner is a little simpler, I know more than that." Qu Yu said braggingly.

Jing Rong didn't follow the other party's wishes to praise, but just said: "It was really a lie to want to learn how to cook with me."

Qu Yu's complacent expression froze, and then he drooped like a face, and looked at him with some grievances: "Maybe we can turn this page first."

"I'm so hungry, I want to eat first, but I can't hear what my brother said."

The way the other party cheated was simple and straightforward, and he started to get bored, as if he really didn't want to chat anymore.

Jing Rong didn't continue to embarrass him, and ate his meal at a leisurely pace.

The scene was so warm that he hadn't seen it for a long time, which made Jing Rong think of the days and nights before, how they had settled their breakfast, lunch and dinner in this way.

Jing Rong no longer recalled.

The scrambled eggs with tomatoes are not bad, barely counting as the other party's master.

After dinner was settled, Qu Yu put away the dishes and went to wash them.

Probably because he was really hungry, Jing Rong was a little full tonight, so he didn't continue to sit, got up and walked a few steps, and stood on the small balcony to digest his food.

The street lights outside were on, and the gentle orange light came in, making him feel a little quiet and joyful.

However, he began to think about how to leave.

Although there are beddings that can be used immediately in the bedroom, he didn't go into the bathroom, and he thought that daily necessities should be all available, but this is against the rules.

He no longer belongs to this place, and Qu Yu still lives here, their current relationship is not suitable for such a close living together.

So still have to leave.

Thinking of this, Jing Rong felt a little disappointed.

He left the small balcony, glanced at the flower arrangement on the tea table out of the corner of his eye and stopped.

The gardenias are in full bloom, and the glass bottle is slender and filled with water, artistic and gentle.

Jing Rong squatted down, approached and sniffed lightly, and smelled a slightly strong floral fragrance, which was clean and sweet in memory, like a limited-edition song jade not familiar with the world.

He closed his eyes and sniffed lightly again, a little intoxicated by the fragrance.

Someone seemed to stop beside him, and the other person's breath was exactly the same as his, except that there was a little more oily smoke, which was picked up from cooking just now.

"I raise the flowers very well, my brother saw it." Qu Yu's voice was slightly lower, like a lover whispering in his ear.

Jing Rong opened his eyes and looked sideways at the person beside him, who was also looking at him with deep eyes.

He seemed to understand what the other party hadn't said, but he didn't want the other party to know that he understood.

Jing Rong didn't speak, turned his neck back, reached out and tapped the gardenia closest to him.

His fingers are slender and fair, and his nails are a healthy and beautiful cinnamon color, which is more pleasing to the eye when they are set off with flowers.

A hand covered his fingertips, and touched it lightly, like a dragonfly on water.

"I learned a sentence recently, I don't know if my brother has heard it before." Qu Yu still looked at Jing Rong.

Jing Rong looked sideways: "What?"

"The flowers on Moshang bloom, and they can return slowly."

The author has something to say: the scheming dog will remember to kill.

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Today, I made up their first sauce and stuffing. The virtual cow is so hard, it's abominable.

感谢在2022-03-1122：59：35～2022-03-1223：04：30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 of irrigation nutrient solution: LYQ.1 bottle;

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