Xiangyu

The street where this neighborhood is located is extremely quiet. Qiao Yusong got out of the car with milk tea and felt that the surrounding shops and telephone booths were all the background boards of pictures and there was no sound.

He took the suitcase, closed the door of the back seat, and said to Song Yuqiao in the front row: "Bye-bye!"

Seeing Qiao Yusong standing on the street he was most familiar with, Song Yuqiao felt ingenious.He smiled lightly and said, "Bye."

Seeing Song Yuqiao turn on the lights and drive the car away, a thought suddenly popped into Qiao Yusong's mind.He unconsciously took a step forward and opened his mouth, but he gave up without making a sound.

However, not long after he gave up, he saw the car that hadn't started on the road pull over and stop again.

Qiao Yusong was startled, and rushed to catch up, only to see Song Yuqiao open the car window.

"What's wrong?" Song Yuqiao asked.

He saw it, he saw that he had something to say to him.Thinking that what he was going to say didn't make much sense, Qiao Yusong couldn't help regretting his impulse.With hesitation, he said, "I didn't bring a sleeping bag for travel. When the sheets in the guest room are used up tomorrow, I'll wash them for you."

Song Yuqiao blinked in surprise, and said, "My house doesn't have a guest room."

"Then..." Qiao Yusong was so surprised that he didn't know what to say.

"You can sleep in the bedroom. I just changed the sheets, quilt cover and pillowcase this morning." Song Yuqiao said.

sleep in his bed?His calmness not only did not make Qiao Yusong happy, but made him even more at a loss.

Seeing him hesitating, Song Yuqiao was bewildered and embarrassed, and explained cautiously: "Last time at the hotel, you said you could sleep together. I thought you didn't mind."

After hearing this, Qiao Yusong quickly said: "No, I don't mind." It turned out that it was because of this that he felt absurdly relieved when he was disappointed, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. The sofa at home is messy. I didn't have time to tidy it up, and I couldn't sleep." Qiao Yusong's politeness made Song Yuqiao say other reasons after a short consideration.He paused, then said: "It's very convenient to order takeaway here. One intersection ahead is Sunshine Plaza, where there is food. If you don't want to go out and think the takeaway is slow, there are noodles at home, which are in the cupboard. There is Tom Yum Kung in the refrigerator The soup was made last night."

Qiao Yusong didn't have time to think about the sofa. Hearing him talking about the food, he asked in surprise, "Did you make Tom Yum Kung Soup?"

"Well, the next one should be okay. If you don't want to eat, please help me to pour it out before you leave tomorrow." Song Yuqiao smiled, heard the phone ringing, looked down and saw that it was Tan Xiaofeng's call, and said, "I have to go. Come early Rest, good night."

Qiao Yusong nodded and said goodbye: "Good night."

Watching Song Yuqiao's car disappear into the night traffic, Qiao Yusong dragged the suitcase and walked to the community behind him.

The name of the community is "Shangrenli No. 6 Courtyard", and the buildings inside are generally short, not like commercial housing built by real estate developers.Whether it is the exterior design of the house or the layout of the community, it is more like a welfare housing organized by the unit, which is quite satisfactory, mediocre, and out of the ordinary.

Despite this, Qiao Yusong walked all the way in, but found that there are many commercial housing properties in the community that may not be considered.

Under each residential building, parking spaces with charging piles are planned.The garbage bins with classification labels look extraordinarily tidy, and each garbage bin is clearly marked with the time for intensive cleaning of garbage every day.

Various flowers and plants are planted in the flower bed, which has a sense of garden design, but it looks rigid and serious.

From afar, Qiao Yusong saw the 24-hour self-service laundromat.

He walked towards the building, passed the bulletin board, and stopped to take a look curiously.

There are no advertisements pasted on the bulletin board, and the written notice is aimed at "employees and their families" rather than the owners. It can be seen that this is really a welfare housing planned by the unit.

Qiao Yusong checked the access control and walked into the building.

There is no elevator advertising box installed in the elevator car, and there is a faint smell of disinfectant in the confined space, as if it has just been cleaned.

You need to swipe your room card to start the elevator, which is similar to a hotel.

This community has high requirements for the personnel management of the residents.Qiao Yusong felt this again when he came to Song Yuqiao's house.

As soon as he stepped out of the car, Qiao Yusong keenly noticed that there was a camera installed in the corridor.With two elevators and four households, one camera can make the corridors have no dead ends.

Qiao Yusong confirmed the house number "2102", held the room card, and lowered his head to the lock on the door, not knowing what to do.

The lock on the door is the most common mechanical lock and does not require a room card at all.Qiao Yusong couldn't help being confused, not knowing how the room card in his hand should work.He tried to open the door, but nothing happened.

Soon, Qiao Yusong discovered that there was a sensor switch next to the door that looked like a doorbell, and a blue light would light up after touching it.But he moved the room card closer, but there was no response.

Qiao Yusong, who had been unable to open the door because of the camera installed above his head, suddenly felt guilty and flustered. He couldn't do anything except constantly swiping the room card in vain.

Qiao Yusong took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.He just took out his mobile phone, intending to call Song Yuqiao for help, when he saw the door of the room next door opened.

He was startled when he saw an elderly lady going out with a shopping bag.

Seeing Qiao Yusong, the old lady blinked twice in surprise.

Qiao Yusong was embarrassed, so he could only politely raise the corners of his mouth.

"Professor Song's family?" The old lady's voice was very soft, full of curiosity.

Hearing this, Qiao Yusong's heart skipped a beat. "Uh, um." In order not to make the neighbors suspicious, Qiao Yusong nodded anxiously, "He was on a business trip and left me his room card, but this lock..."

"Oh!" The old lady suddenly realized, stepped forward enthusiastically, and pushed the sensor switch up, revealing a small keyboard under the switch.

Qiao Yusong watched her operation in surprise.

"Switch to the door card mode, and swipe it." She pressed a few numbers, put the keyboard back on, and gestured with her eyes.

Qiao Yusong hurriedly swiped the room card on the switch, only to hear a beep, and he pushed the doorknob slightly, and the door opened.

"Thank you." Qiao Yusong said gratefully, "This is really advanced."

The old lady smiled kindly and said, "Hehe, the lock of our unit is different from other buildings. It is specially taken care of by the courtyard. You have to use your iris or room card to open it."

Qiao Yusong said again: "Thank you so much."

"You're welcome." The old lady made a gesture to invite him into the room, turned around with a smile, and walked towards the elevator.

Before entering Song Yuqiao's house, Qiao Yusong took a deep breath.

He opened the door, facing the seemingly ordinary second bedroom, he still had uncontrollable tension in his heart.But staying outside the door was weird after all, he was still thinking about the camera, so no matter how nervous he was, he still walked into the house cautiously.

Like the devout men and women who are on pilgrimage, they are so devout and respectful when they finally arrive at the temple after wading through mountains and rivers and crawling all the way.

Qiao Yusong closed the door and gently placed the boarding box on the wooden floor.

In front of the shoe cabinet was a pair of checkered indoor slippers, which seemed to be what Song Yuqiao usually wears.Qiao Yusong opened the shoe cabinet and saw leather shoes, canvas shoes and Martin boots displayed inside, all of which were classic and durable styles.

He was taken aback when he saw women's slippers in the shoe cabinet, but soon saw two other pairs of men's slippers on another floor.Put together with the women's slippers is a stack of disposable slippers, which must be prepared for emergencies when there are guests.

Who are these women's slippers for, though?Does Song Yuqiao have any close female friends?He knew that Song Yuqiao liked men, but Qiao Yusong couldn't help being jealous.

He took a pair of men's slippers to change, and closed the door of the shoe cabinet.

This is a two-bedroom set of about [-] square meters, with wooden floors throughout the house except the bathroom.The home design is plain and unremarkable, like a model house, which looks chic but has no personality.

If he hadn't known in advance that this was Song Yuqiao's home, Qiao Yusong would not have felt that Song Yuqiao's name was here.

However, Qiao Yusong

Soon he found the Lego scattered on the sofa and coffee table, and couldn't help but smile.

The doors of the two rooms, the bedroom and the study room, are all open. Qiao Yusong only needs to walk to the door, and the layout inside can be seen at a glance.

He walked into Song Yuqiao's bedroom and slowly put the milk tea cup on the bedside table.

Song Yuqiao's quilt and bed sheets are light brown checked, and the curtains are thick linen color, which can block the sunlight outside even in the daytime.

Occasionally, Qiao Yusong hesitated by the bed for a few seconds, finally mustered up the courage, turned around and lay down on the quilt.

He pulled a quilt over his face, sniffing greedily and cautiously.

The quilt has the fragrance of laundry detergent, which smells very clean.

Suddenly, Qiao Yusong thought that he had been running for a day, and his body was covered in sweat, so he jumped up from the bed, for fear of soiling such a clean and tidy bed.