don't cry

Xu Jingrong's reaction was too indifferent, afraid that he would be really angry, Qu Yu only held him for a while, and then let go of him very cowardly.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he let go, Jing Rong punched him.

Qu Yu didn't dodge, but was hit in the chest, took two steps back, lay on Jing Rong's bed, and didn't move.

Jing Rong frowned, and looked at his hand with some doubts, he didn't seem to use so much strength.

"It hurts so much," Qu Yu said aggrievedly, "My brother broke my heart."

Jing Rong's suspicion dissipated, and he realized that the other party was cheating, so he returned to his indifference.

He didn't care about the pretentious drama anymore, he just said "It's best to die" before turning back to the bathroom to dry his hair.

His hair was not long, and it was blown very quickly, and he felt almost ready after a while, so he turned off the hair dryer and tidied up the sink.

When he came out, he found that Qu Yu was still lying on his bed, maintaining the posture just now, with his eyes closed and motionless.

Jing Rong didn't really want to watch the other party's drama, so he touched the other party's leg with his leg: "Go back to your own bedroom, or I'll take a taxi now."

Maybe his threat worked, Qu Yu opened his eyes to look at him, and sat up.

"Brother is so indifferent, he drove people away so early."

Jing Rong pointed at the door: "You go, or should I go?"

"Can't we sleep together?" Qu Yu tried to struggle.

Jing Rong pushed down his glasses and was about to go out with his mobile phone.

Qu Yu hurriedly stood up and grabbed him, compromised: "Okay, okay, I'll go, I'll go."

Only then did Jing Rong stop, urging him to leave with his eyes.

Qu Yu walked slowly, taking a little bit of a distance step by step, and walking at his speed, it is estimated that he would not go out until dawn.

Jing Rong patiently sold out: "Count down to five, five, four, two—"

"Hey, hey, what about my third brother, my brother is unreasonable, and my brother is playing tricks." Qu Yu was dissatisfied.

Jing Rong glanced at him: "Is there any reason to talk to you? I don't know who cheated first."

Qu Yu blinked at him, slapping her eyelashes: "That's right, I don't know who will cheat first."

Probably the essence of human beings is the repeater.

Jing Rong didn't want to talk to the parrot, recharged his phone, bowed his head and said, "Hurry up, or I'll leave."

"I know." Qu Yu replied perfunctorily.

When Jing Rong lowered his head, he revealed a beautiful neck like white jade, his Adam's apple protruded delicately, and he trembled slightly when he spoke, which made one involuntarily want to see this little thing tremble even more.

The pajamas he was wearing were the same type of pajamas that Qu Yu bought specially for him, but the pattern was slightly different, and the texture was close to the skin, which just showed his figure completely.

Although he stooped a little, his back was straight, and the lines of his hips and legs were clear, which made him look very pleasing to the eye.

In particular, he was also wearing a small object that could be regarded as a surprise.

Qu Yu's eyes lingered on him, and the color of his eyes deepened. He clearly drank water just now, but now he is a little thirsty again.

Afraid that he would do something irrational if he continued watching, Qu Yu laughed and said good night before leaving.

Jing Rong glanced sideways at the empty doorway, a sly look flashed in his eyes, and he pushed his glasses happily.

He locked the door and lay down on the bed where he had slept for more than half a year.

Qu Yu has tried very hard to keep the original shape, but there are still some differences, for example, the pillow does not smell like his shampoo, and the quilt is not as soft as his own.

But Jing Rong sniffed the laundry detergent on the quilt lightly, and was still in a happy mood.

It's rare that he didn't suffer from insomnia tonight, and soon fell into a deep sleep after closing his eyes.

A good night's sleep.

When the alarm rang, Jing Rong rarely wanted to stay in bed.

He turned off the bell, looked at the time, and rubbed his eyes sleepily, not wanting to get up to wash up very much.

It's been a long time since he slept so peacefully. Before, he either had insomnia, or had a headache, or had nightmares. In short, he didn't sleep so comfortably.

Probably the development last night was enough to be uncontrollable like a wild horse, and his thought of staying in bed has also become a real action.

He pulled up the quilt so that only his head was exposed, ready to continue sleeping.

Anyway, there is no class in the morning, so it's nothing to get up a little later.

But the knock on the door still sounded out of time.

"Have you woke up, brother, are you going for a morning run today?" Qu Yu's voice was full of vigor and vigor, which was completely different from his sleepiness.

Jing Rong didn't want to talk to him, and continued to pull up the quilt to cover his head.

"Brother hasn't woken up yet? It's time to go to court early." When there was no response, Qu Yu continued to knock on the door.

what with what.

Jing Rong was dissatisfied with the other party's interruption, and felt that the other party's nonsense was a bit funny, and still didn't want to talk to others.

He continued to burrow into the quilt, his hair was hidden in the quilt, only a big bulge could be seen, telling the last persistence of a bedridden adult.

Qu Yu persevered and continued to knock on the door: "Get up, get up, the early bird catches the worm~"

Afterwards, he even sang.

Jing Rong was annoyed, and angrily lifted the quilt to open the door: "Stop singing, is it over?"

Qu Yu, who was dressed neatly, froze for a moment, and then seemed to start to hold back her laughter.

Jing Rong probably knew what he was laughing at, pulled his hair a little unhappy, and said in a slightly aggressive tone, "Why, your hair didn't look like this when you just woke up?"

Before he left the bedroom, he had already washed and washed, and of course his hair was combed so that it would not be messy.

I didn't do anything today, and I just got up from the bed, so it's naturally a little uneven.

Qu Yu shook his head and answered honestly: "That's right, but this is the first time I've seen such a brother."

Jing Rong looks pure and reserved, and usually has a strict eye, indifferent and alienated like a flower in a high mountain, like today, with slightly messy hair, sleepy eyes that are still shining with water behind the glasses, and the whole person is obedient and soft.

Looks good to bully.

It's a fried cat with a fit of waking up.

Qu Yu defined Jing Rong in her heart.

Jing Rong didn't know what he was thinking, he just wanted to go back to bed and continue to sleep, so he ignored the other party's joking tone, leaving a sentence "Don't knock again" and locked the door again.

This sleep lasted for three hours, and when Jing Rong woke up again, the sun was already abundant, shining in through the gauze curtain.

He stretched, yawned, and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When he finished packing and opened the closet door to look for the clothes he was wearing today, he glanced at the box of weird things out of the corner of his eye, and suddenly remembered that he had returned to the rented house, not the residence in the new community.

The brain regained its sobriety, so the memory of the morning became clearer.

Thinking of how unreasonable and irrational he was, Jing Rong stretched out his hands and covered his face.

Terrible, that's not him.

Jing Rong had done enough self-hypnosis, randomly picked out a shirt and trousers to put on, and was a little hesitant when he opened the bedroom door.

He opened the door and looked around cautiously and secretly.

Very good, Qu Yu is probably not renting a house anymore.

Jing Rong heaved a sigh of relief, rubbed the back of his neck and walked out of the bedroom. He wanted to make some breakfast by himself, but when he passed by the dining table, he saw buns and soy milk on it.

【It's time to go to class. Remember to eat after getting up. It would be even better if you can wait for me to come back for lunch together】

Jing Rong tore off the sticky note, folded it again, reached out to throw it into the trash can, thought for a while and put it aside.

The food was already a bit cold, Jing Rong endured it, and got up to warm it up, and after a comfortable breakfast, he felt a little satisfied.

When passing by the dining table, he saw the sticky notes folded into small squares again, he thought indifferently.

Want to have lunch together?

Take advantage of everything, and be proud of favors.

Qu Yu's class in the morning was a bit full, from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-], in the four classes, the whole person was already a Buddha.

Sun Rui slumped on the chair, not wanting to move at all.

He looked at Qu Yu who was tidying up the books without delay, and asked in surprise, "Smelly treasure, why are you so diligent, the golden house is so charming that it's like an arrow to return to your heart?"

He also just said casually, who doesn't know that Qu Yu and Jing Rong haven't reunited yet, and the relationship between the two is still maintaining a subtle distance.

Unexpectedly, Qu Yu nodded, "Yes."

Sun Rui almost fell off the chair: "What's right?"

"Golden house hides a jiao, returning home is like an arrow, everything is right." Qu Yu put her schoolbag on her back, smiled and waved, "Bye, I'm going to see my jiao jiao."

"..." Sun Rui couldn't believe it as if he had been struck by lightning.

He also wanted to hold people back and ask a few more questions, but he didn't expect Quyu to run as fast as oil on the soles of his feet, and he didn't even have a chance to stop people.

Sun Rui chased downstairs, but he couldn't catch up anymore. He looked suspiciously at Qu Yu who had already run away, and touched his chin: "This person can't be sick from longing, his brain is broken, right?"

He really didn't dare to imagine which Jiaojiao could be hidden by Qu Yu.

It can't be Jing Rong, right?

"Click." The sound of unlocking the lock sounded.

Qu Yu opened the door, and his eyes were bent when his eyes fell on the men's leather shoes on the shoe cabinet.

He threw his schoolbag on the sofa, walked inside, and saw Jing Rong sitting at the desk reading a book.

Hearing the sound, Jing Rong turned to look at him: "Are you back so late?"

It was indeed late enough, after class ended at 15 o'clock, and it took another [-] minutes to walk back, Jing Rong was already a little hungry.

Qu Yu walked in in a good mood, put her arms on the chair, and approached Jing Rong: "Brother didn't leave."

He could figure out where Jing Rong would stay or stay last night, but he didn't dare to guess where the other party would stay or stay today. The sticky note was just a test, it's best to keep it, and it doesn't matter if you can't keep it.

Unexpectedly, God favored him this time.

Jing Rong tilted his head back, tried his best to distance himself, without changing his face: "Don't think too much, I've cooked so many meals for you, I should make up for it."

Although he didn't leave, he didn't cook lunch either. Anyway, he was a guest now, so there was no need to cook for the host.

But Qu Yu was not surprised, still smiling: "Whatever brother wants to eat, I will do it now."

Jing Rong was very rude and ordered a few home-cooked dishes, and then Cui Fangfang went out to cook.

After driving the people away, he sat back on the chair and was a little distracted looking at the open book.

After a while, he raised his hand to cover his face, and let out a chuckle.

Why did they really stay, Jing Rong smiled, thinking helplessly.

He has been a little restless all morning, and he hasn't really read much in the book, and has been wandering away.

It's not like him, it's not like him.

It seemed that he suddenly lost his mind, lost his sense of proportion, and was not so clear-headed.

But such consequences are not so unbearable, and it feels good.

Jing Rong rubbed his face and pushed his glasses in a good mood.

The sound of washing vegetables outside came in, with a kind of smoke and fire, which made him feel a little unreal.

He got up and walked out of the bedroom, leaning against the wall and watching the busy back in the kitchen.

The other party was cutting vegetables, and he didn't notice his gaze, and his back exuded a heart-stopping beauty.

Jing Rong raised his hand to his heart, felt the strong beating there through his clothes, and perhaps understood the reason why he stayed.

Because, that person is Qu Yu.

The author has something to say: Gougou, the progress of chasing his wife is crazy.

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Unexpectedly, there will be three more updates tonight, and I didn’t expect that my relatives and friends haven’t finished writing the update, so I plan to stay up with her all night and I’m going to write hi ＿(:з」∠)＿