A sound of "beep" interrupted the two people, and the mechanical female voice of the door lock issued a notification: "The password is set successfully."
Yu Yue tilted her head to look at the door lock, raised her lips and smiled: "Such an expensive lock, I am not afraid that there will be bad guys trying to break in again." She glanced at Sheng Yiqing again, turned around and was about to leave, "Okay, my duty as a flower protector is over."
"Hey!" Sheng Yiqing couldn't help but call him, "Did you know me before? Or did you know my husband?"
Otherwise, why did you know so much about her?
"Love at first sight possible?" Yu Yue didn't answer, one hand in his pocket, "By the way, I haven't asked your name yet."
"... There's no need."
"Then I'll just call you whatever you want? Fiancée? Sweetheart? Or old..."
"Sheng Yiqing." She interrupted quickly, opened the door, jumped in, frowned at Yu Yue: "You're really scary like this."
"Really?" He seemed stunned, then blinked, "Then I'll be more restrained next time. Good night, Sheng Yiqing."
Qiu Zining rushed to Sheng Yiqing's house the next day. The big blogger just spent money in a medical beauty hospital last week. After a week of dormancy, he finally recovered and looked radiant. He dressed up and squatted in the supermarket at the entrance of the community so radiantly.
Not long after, a tall handsome guy came out. He was dazzling in the crowd. When he walked in, he had neat facial lines and a mole on his straight nose. He looked tired, with his eyes downcast and his head lowered, looking indifferent. Qiu Zining quietly took a photo and sent it to Sheng Yiqing: "Is it this?"
Sheng Yiqing replied immediately: "It's him!"
"Fuck, he's so lucky." After saying this, he put away his phone, located the shelf where Yu Yue was, held a canvas bag, lowered his head, looked at the man's shoulder and rushed over, "Ouch——"
Qiu Zining called out tenderly, and fell into Yu Yue's arms. Yu Yue took a step back, pulled her collar and helped her stand up, and said calmly: "Sister, what are you doing?"
Qiu Zining suppressed his anger, blinked, looked up at Yu Yue, and said pitifully: "You are so tall. I was distracted just now and didn't notice you. Sorry!"
"It's okay." He glanced at her and continued to push the cart forward.
The big blogger rarely got embarrassed, and gritted his teeth to catch up: "Handsome guy!"
Yu Yue frowned and looked at her: "Anything else?"
Her eyes were cold and full of impatience. Qiu Zining choked for half a second, and his eyes fell on his cart, which was full of vegetables and seasonings. After a moment's thought, he smiled bitterly again, looking at Yu Yue with helplessness on his face: "Was my approach to chatting you up just now quite clumsy?"
"Hmm?" The man finally showed some interest: "It's good that you know."
"But, I want to add your WeChat and get to know you. Is that okay?"
After a half-second pause, he simply answered: "No."
"Do you have a girlfriend?" Qiu Zining continued to ask.
The hand reaching for the shelf paused, and he only answered: "It's none of your business." After that, he seemed to be worried that she would not leave, and added: "You are not my type."
... He was unmoved.
"This man is sick! He is absolutely sick!" Qiu Zining returned home in defeat and was extremely angry. He sat in the living room of Sheng Yiqing's house and said, "I think he is either a pervert or a pervert. His temperament is gloomy and his forehead is black! He is a male ghost who sucks human blood." Sheng Yiqing just laughed when he heard it. Qiu Zining also said that the premise of flirting with men is that the other party is interested in you. If it is clear that you are not interested, no matter how many skills you have, it will be useless. Qiu Zining suffered a Waterloo and found out nothing. The conclusion he got was the same as Sheng Yiqing's, and he just felt that this man was so weird that it was scary. "In short, stay away from him!" Qiu Zining repeatedly warned him when they left, "The more good-looking this kind of man is, the more poisonous he is! If it were me, I might not be able to control myself, but you, damn, must control yourself!" Sheng Yiqing nodded, "I know, I know." Just after sending Qiu Zining out of the community and coming out of the elevator, I saw the door of Yu Yue's house open. The music was accompanied by a sweet fragrance, a bright and seductive smell.
The layout of one elevator and two households, he opened the door, and the special smell of his home spread out. Even if she was in the corridor, there was an ambiguity of a man and a woman in the same room. Sheng Yiqing paused, and the man's head popped out: "Do you want to eat cake?"
"... Tsk... I reasonably suspect that you are a voyeur." Sheng Yiqing looked at him.
"It's not difficult to hear whether you have gone out. Just pay attention." Yu Yue smiled, turned back into the house, and handed out another envelope: "For you."
"What is this?" Sheng Yiqing didn't move.
"Love letter. I stayed up all night to write it." He was serious.
Seeing Sheng Yiqing was shocked, he curled his lips: "Lottery."
She was stunned, and then heard Yu Yue say in a casual tone: "Maybe? Being with me, your luck will get better."
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Autumn in Beijing is very short. Cardigans and windbreakers can only be worn for a few days.
Wu Yubing formed a study abroad group, which was basically composed of students from this and previous years. The decoration was like an island resort, and seven or eight men and women sat on beach chairs in Wangjing, imagining they were at the seaside. A few meters away was a knee-deep swimming pool, decorated with fake beaches and neon signs. The internet celebrities and influencers invited by the bar were dressed casually and were busy taking photos and checking in. When Wu Yubing saw Chen Zhuan, he couldn't help but tease, "Wow, you're a lot whiter?"
Chen Zhuan was stunned and asked again: "Really?"
"Why would I lie to you." Wu Yubing raised his eyebrows, caught the smile that flashed across Chen Zhuan's face, and asked him curiously: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Chen Zhuan resumed his indifferent attitude and asked Wu Yubing again: "Where are my things?"
"Sure enough, if it weren't for this, I couldn't call you out." Wu Yubing sighed, hooked a bag from the beach chair next to him, and handed it to Chen Zhuan: "It took a lot of effort to get it. You are already old, and you still deal with this stuff."
Chen Zhuan opened the bag and took a look, then said: "Thanks. I'll transfer the money to you later." He turned and left.
Wu Yubing hurriedly pulled him, "Hey, hey, hey, are you leaving now?"
"I'm really busy. When you're done, just send a group message to collect the money."
"You're so generous! You're not applying to our school? Don't you know these seniors and classmates?"
"The offer hasn't come yet, so they may not be classmates." After saying that, he shook the bag, "I have something else to do."
"What a jerk!" Wu Yubing glared at him.
The bastard walked two steps and then turned back to kick her chair, and asked with a smirk, "Hey, you're really white, right?"
"How could that be?" Wu Yubing leaned back on the beach chair and said lazily, "I'm just kidding. By the way, where did you go to get a tan? You're darker than before. You're uglier."
"...Shut up."
Chen Zhuan's car had just stopped when his phone vibrated. He took a look, threw the phone aside, and got out of the car with the bag Wu Yubing gave him. The phone was a group of three people with Yu Youyang and Chi Wei. The two of them teased him in the group, saying that he wanted to tan and whiten his skin, which should be the onset of menopause.
Chi Wei added happily: No wonder, after all, this is the first time a woman has disliked him. It's normal to break the defense.
Chen Zhuan couldn't help but speak: Can you stop talking nonsense? I'm really busy these days.
The dialog box exited, and he couldn't help but glance at the WeChat interface. Sheng Yiqing's avatar was quiet. It made him feel irritated for some reason - what is this woman busy with recently? He avoided her, and she really didn't see him.
The elevator went up, and when he got out of the elevator, Chen Zhuan subconsciously looked at her window.
At this moment, she was at home, the lights were on, and Sheng Yiqing was lying in front of the computer in the living room with a piece of cake next to her. She seemed quite comfortable, typing a few words on the computer while eating a bite of cake. She looked silly. He looked at her like this for a long time, with a smile on his face. But after a while, he became unhappy again - isn't she quite free? She didn't come to see him.
The voice-activated lights in the corridor dimmed. Coincidentally, the person from the study abroad agency called him and said that all the materials had been prepared and the emails had been sent. He just needed to wait for the offers to be received one after another. He could start his study abroad career in May next year. Chen Zhuan hummed and looked at Sheng Yiqing's window. She seemed to be put in a glass box. He suddenly thought, how nice it would be if he could take this box with him wherever he went.
Then, the person in the glass box moved, as if someone was knocking on the door. Sheng Yiqing got up and jumped to open the door. There was a man in the small glass box, talking to her with a gentle look.
Chen Zhuan was stunned.
After a while, the man left again, but Sheng Yiqing's door was not closed. She leaned against the door, waiting for the man to come back. Soon, the man held a pot with both hands and placed it on Sheng Yiqing's dining table, and then turned around to bring rice... The small dining table was soon decorated with rich food. Sheng Yiqing seemed very happy. After they arranged the tableware, she leaned over and lit the candles on the dining table.
"Hello?"
"Hello? Mr. Chen, are you still listening?"
The agent didn't hear a response for a long time, thinking that the phone had no signal. However, after a moment, the man on the other end replied in a hoarse voice: "Sorry, please say it again."
"You sound a little tired?"
"Well, I've been having creative meetings these days, plus the application matters, so I've been a little upside down. It's okay, you continue."
The agent made a few polite remarks and then moved forward with him.
Chen Zhuan said softly, looked out the window again, then turned around as if nothing had happened, opened the door and went in.
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Yu Yue's door was open all afternoon, so all kinds of fragrances came through the crack of the door. As dinner was approaching, Sheng Yiqing could no longer bear it and opened the door to ask him, "What do you want to do?"
Yu Yue showed up with a smile, wearing an apron, "My purpose is simple, to treat you to a meal. My cooking skills are very good, do you want to try it?"
"What else can a cake maker do?"
"You'll know after trying it." He looked at her, and without waiting for her answer, he nodded as if he understood, "But you probably won't agree. It's okay, next time, I seduce you every day, and one day I'll succeed."
"No, I succeeded in seducing you." The woman behind him pushed the door open neatly, stood against the door with her arms folded, and invited with a smile, "Come to my house for dinner. I'll wash the dishes."
You agreed just like that? Yu Yue was stunned for half a second.
All the lights in Sheng Yiqing's house were turned on, and even the gauze curtains were drawn open, and the room was as bright as a glass box. Yu Yue's cooking skills were indeed good. He brought a large pot of ginseng chicken soup that had been cooked for an afternoon, and fried a few extra dishes. Sheng Yiqing was about to sit down when he turned back to his home. He heard a clanging sound next door, like the sound of a shaker. After a while, he brought two cocktails over. One was orange, and the other was bright brown.
"Here, this one is called Sunny Day, and this one is called Joy."
Sheng Yiqing looked at him with amusement, "You know everything, what do you do?"
"I make women happy and cheat them out of their money." He sat down, his tone half true and half false, "So, although I have a bad character, I am good-looking, and I am very good at making women happy."
"Then stay away from me, I don't have money." Sheng Yiqing took a sip of the wine and frowned - damn, it tastes pretty good.
Yu Yue looked at her expression, smiling, and stood up to serve her soup, "No, I have retired from the business, and now I am looking for an honest and independent woman to take over. Look, I have taken a fancy to you."
"Do you know Yu Youyang?" She suddenly spoke.
Yu Yue paused, and said nothing: "Is the wine good?"
"You don't have to find me if you want to find someone to take over. I have a friend, can I recommend you?" Sheng Yiqing blinked.
"The one who flirted with me in the supermarket this morning? I saw her when you sent her out." Yu Yue raised her eyebrows, smiling in her eyes, very ambiguous, "Didn't she tell you? She is not my type."
"..." Nothing can be hidden from him. Sheng Yiqing was discouraged, took another sip of wine, and shook his head: "The wine is very ordinary."
"It's okay, take your time, there will always be a day to win your favor." He didn't mind and continued to tease. The lights in the living room were very bright. When Sheng Yiqing was alone at home, he liked to dim the light to create a warm atmosphere. At this moment, she turned on all the lights in the house and opened the curtains. She was slightly drunk and squinted her eyes to examine his face - beautiful but indifferent, with a smile that did not reach the bottom of her eyes. She already had a good-looking man at home, but this man was good-looking but dangerous. Her eyes moved down from his eyes and fell on his collarbone. He was wearing a loose trendy shirt with a fancy pattern.
As if sensing her gaze, Yu Yue asked in a gentle voice: "What are you looking at?"
"Is it a tattoo on your collarbone?" Only half of the pattern can be vaguely seen as a string of words.
The smile on Yu Yue's face faded for a rare time. He pulled his collar and completely covered his collarbone.
"Don't let me see it?" She challenged.
"Wait until our relationship is closer." He smiled, "Aren't you still a wife now?"
After saying this, the doorbell rang. Sheng Yiqing stood up suddenly, as if she had been waiting for a long time. Meeting Yu Yue's surprised eyes, she hurriedly explained: "Well, let me see who it is..."
Who else could it be? The man outside the door was familiar to Sheng Yiqing - the bastard she hadn't seen for more than a week.
Chen Zhuan put his hands in his pockets, tilted his head and looked at her, his expression was indifferent, and raised his chin towards the door handle: "Did you change the lock? To prevent me, a thief?"
Inexplicable panic surged up, Sheng Yiqing pretended to be calm, "...Why are you here?"
"I have something to talk to you about." He said as he was about to enter the house and took off his shoes, only to find that there were no slippers. His exclusive pair of slippers was now on another man's feet.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became quiet and weird. Yu Yue was motionless, looking at Sheng Yiqing, then at Chen Zhuan, with a playful look, as if thinking about something. Chen Zhuan just glanced at the slippers on Yu Yue's feet, and after a moment, he raised his eyes and asked Sheng Yiqing: "I remember we haven't divorced yet?"
"No, no, no!" Rattle shook his head and leaned over to take the spare slippers. She wanted to do something, but she didn't expect this person to come and kill her. With Shura Field in front of her, Sheng Yiqing regretted it.
"So this is a guest?" He then glanced at Yu Yue.
"Neighbor, I live next door." Yu Yue smiled again and stood up, "Nice to meet you." Chen Zhuan nodded as a greeting, and without stepping on the spare slippers she brought, he turned around and asked her: "Do you have a thermometer?" "What's wrong with you?" "Nothing. I can't find the thermometer at home, so I came to you." As he said this, his eyes fell on the dining table of the two of them again, and he frowned at Sheng Yiqing: "Did you drink?" Yu Yue continued on the side, "The alcohol content is very low. Don't worry. I won't let her drink too much..." "It's none of your business..." As soon as the words came out, they were swallowed back. Chen Zhuan coughed and smiled at Sheng Yiqing, "It's okay. You continue. Just be happy." As he said this, he leaned on the sofa calmly, facing the coffee table: "I just came here to ask for a thermometer, you eat and drink well, don't worry about me." The thermometer was in the room, and Sheng Yiqing turned around to get it. For a while, there were only two men left in the living room. Looking at each other, Chen Zhuan spoke first: "Newly moved?"
"Well, I live across the street. There's a saying that goes, 'The one who lives near water gets the moon first.'"
He frowned, "You didn't know she was married?"
"I only knew she was getting divorced soon." They were tit for tat.
Chen Zhuan's expression turned cold: "So what?"
Yu Yue kept it a secret: "The rest of the story has nothing to do with you, right? Oh, since my ex-husband is here, do you want to stay for dinner?" The man simply served
The host's attitude. But when he stood up, he realized that he didn't know where the tableware was.
"The bowls are under the cupboard, and the chopsticks are in the drawer next to it. I cleaned them last time." Chen Zhuan reminded him with a smirk, "But you just came, it's not appropriate to rummage through the cabinets, right?"
"It's okay, I'll take mine." Yu Yue smiled at Chen Zhuan, "It's good to be close."
Yu Yue is unpredictable, but no matter how unpredictable, he is just a human, and humans don't know the scale of dogs. So just as he was deceived by Chen Zhuan, he heard a bang and the door was heavily closed.
Sheng Yiqing took the thermometer and saw the dog man standing leisurely with his back against the door. She asked, "Where's Yu Yue?"
"She's gone. You said young people nowadays are really rude."
She didn't respond, knowing what tricks this man had played, and just handed over the thermometer, unhappily, "Take it and leave."
"Oh." He reached out but didn't take the thermometer, pulled her into his arms, lowered his head, and rested his forehead on Sheng Yiqing's shoulder. Sheng Yiqing frowned as the hot breath surrounded her, and pushed him, "Why are you so hot?"
"Hot?" He tilted his head, his breath sprayed on her neck, "No wonder, I felt a little dizzy as soon as I got home, so I wanted to borrow a thermometer from you."
"You're not having a fever, are you?" She panicked, took a step back, held his head, and felt the temperature in her palm.
Chen Zhuan lowered his eyes and looked at her, his voice was very soft, "Should I have a fever at this time? Sorry to bother you?"
Chatting.
Sheng Yiqing didn't answer. Chen Zhuan's eyes fell on the French window of her house. It was rare to see her open the curtains so much at night. I don't know if she wants to see the scenery or deliberately become someone else's scenery. He laughed and exposed her: "You don't need to make such a big fuss if you want to make me jealous." Sheng Yiqing pretended to be stupid: "Hey! It was this man who insisted on chasing me. He looks handsome, can cook, and is considerate. He always sends me a small cake. Oh, by the way, he also said that our marriage game is quite interesting. He is waiting for you to go abroad and get divorced, renew the contract with me, and also suggested t I'm open-minded, get married first and fall in love later..."
The smile in his eyes disappeared, and he repeated again: "What about you? What do you think? Do you want to renew your contract with him?"
She looked away, remembering that he hadn't seen her these few days, and said, "If you go abroad, why can't I embrace new possibilities? Oh, by the way, he gave me a lottery ticket today. I scratched it and won 100 yuan. It seems that it can also bring me good luck, so why can't I..."
She was interrupted and Chen Zhuan blocked her mouth. Her lips were hot, and there was anger in the kiss. She could sense his emotions, anxiety and panic. Later, the kiss changed from explosive to gentle, and Sheng Yiqing closed her eyes.
"You make sense." Just as her hand climbed up his shoulder, Chen Zhuan pushed her away. He lowered his head, his expression was gloomy, and he said, "Then I wish you a happy wedding and a long-lasting marriage."
After saying this, he turned the door handle and turned to leave.