"Fifteen." He shrank, not daring to hide anything: "No. 3 on the 15th floor."

Yao Chengwei: "Take out the key."

The old man reluctantly took out the key, and for the sake of the other party's honesty, he gave him a nice treat.

He stood up and pushed away the body, and first moved the supplies downstairs with them, and then went to the old man's house to search.

After plundering three boxes of supplies, they happily counted the quantities in the corridor and divided them according to head as usual.

"Chengwei." After distributing the supplies, Yang Beijia, who had not seen him for many days, went upstairs alone, stood at the door of the passage and called his name.

She was much thinner, her eyes were not as clear and lively as before, and she looked exhausted: "Can we talk alone?"

"What are you talking about?" Yao Chengwei's feelings for her have been erased by time: "There are no outsiders here, so just tell me."

His coldness was obvious.

Yang Beijia looked at him who was so unfamiliar and smiled bitterly. She didn't care about the eyes of others and bluntly stated her purpose: "Can I go with you tomorrow?"

"Mrs. Wang and the others won't leave?"

"I want to leave." She paused for two seconds: "But I don't want to have anything to do with that family anymore. Can you help me once?"

Yao Chengwei: "No."

He used to like Yang Beijia's kindness the most, but after the extreme heat and heavy rain came, he understood a truth deeply.

──Kindness is a double-edged sword.

If he hadn't proposed breaking up at that time, the sword might have stabbed him full of holes.

He cherished his life and cherished his life more and more.

It was precisely because he cherished his life that he did not dare to keep Yang Beijia by his side anymore, let alone give her the chance to hurt him.

Yang Beijia: "If you don't help me, they will go further and further... Can you bear to see me being tortured by them?"

"It's your choice."

"Did I choose? If you hadn't told me to break up, would I have been angry with you? Would I have moved to their house? Would I have been bullied by them? All of this was obviously indirectly caused by you!"

"I advised you, but you didn't listen." He looked at Yang Beijia, who was full of resentment, and sneered: "Now you blame me again?"

"Why don't I blame you?" Yang Beijia's eyes suddenly turned red: "You don't know that I was angry at the time? You know! But you didn't keep me, and you let me move downstairs!"

Zhao Peng complained on his brother's behalf: "Who was the one who sent supplies to Mrs. Wang with a shameful face? Who was the one who slapped her like a scorpion? Who can keep you if you only want to be someone else's stepmother?"

"Why do you want to be a stepmother? Don't talk nonsense!"

"I saw it all." He ripped Yang Beijia's face and told her about her kissing with Mrs. Wang's son downstairs.

"I, I was forced..." She glanced at Yao Chengwei in panic: "Chengwei, believe me! The person I like has always been you! Never, never anyone else."

Her so-called love is just like Yu Qingxi's, full of false meaning and disgusting.

"Yang Beijia, don't think of me as a fool." Yao Chengwei looked at her with disgust, picked up the supplies and turned to leave.

As soon as he left, the play ended.

As an "audience", Chi Yue had no intention of watching the follow-up and closed the door to isolate the crying voice.

She put the supplies on the table and took out a plate of cut fruits: "Qizhou, have you seen Mrs. Wang's son?"

"I've seen him once or twice."

"How old is he? How is he?"

"About thirty-six or seventy-seven." Wen Qizhou sat down next to her and ate a piece of apple she fed him: "I don't know his character."

"What about your appearance?"

"generally."

"Then what does Yang Beijia like in him?" Chi Yue didn't believe her story anyway. If someone really forced her, she would have come to Yao Chengwei to cry and complain, so why wait until today?

Wen Qizhou hugged her slender waist: "Maybe he was confused by his sweet words? It must be very simple to use his emotional experience to deceive an inexperienced girl."

Married men are different after all.

They are even better at guessing women's thoughts, figuring out exactly what they want, and being able to satisfy each other in every aspect.

"Yes." Chi Yue understood.

She leaned on Wen Qizhou's arms and said, "But you are quite good at coaxing me without any emotional experience."

"My coaxing is different from his coaxing."

"It's indeed different." She chewed the fruit pulp, puffing out her cheeks like a hamster, and said inexplicably, "When I was in the fourth grade of elementary school, you coaxed me into kissing you."

When Wen Qizhou thought of the scene where he used ice cream to coax her into a kiss, his eyes filled with smiles.

"You were so cute back then." He pinched her cheek: "I just want to experience the feeling of being kissed by glutinous rice balls."

When she was young, Chi Yue had very fleshy cheeks, and with her naturally fair skin, she looked like a round glutinous rice ball.

So cute that you want to take a bite.

Chi Yue glared at him: "I'm not a glutinous rice dumpling." Her eyes flickered for a moment, seemingly full of charming charm.

"Then open your mouth."

"what?"

"Let me try to see if it's okay." Wen Qizhou held the back of her head, tilted her head slightly, and got close to the lips stained with juice.

The lingering aroma of the pulp entered his nose when their lips touched each other, like a hook dipped in honey, drawing him forward.

He bit the hook without hesitation.

In an instant, the whole person felt as if he had fallen into the clouds, wrapped in the sweetness surrounding him, tempting him to fall deeply into it.

The heavy rain outside the window slapped the glass heavily, as if their heartbeats were beating against their chests in an orderly manner at this moment.

The two voices intertwined quietly.

A long time, a long time.

*

The next morning, the residents of Building 2 picked up their luggage and headed to the sixth floor, which had not yet been flooded. They endured the harassment of snakes, insects, rats and ants, looked into the rain, and waited for the official boat to appear.

At ten o'clock sharp, a rescue boat about thirty meters long sailed into the community despite the pouring rain and stopped in front of them.

There were two soldiers in Buildings 1 and 2 each responsible for maintaining order. They disembarked from the ship with guns drawn: "Everyone, line up, don't worry!"

With them watching from the side, no matter whether they were standing by the window or sitting on the tail, they no longer pushed forward without hesitation.

Seeing the people in front getting on the boat one by one, Yuan Chuan turned around and took a look at Wen Qizhou and Chi Yue who came to see them off.

"Qizhou." He put his arm on Wen Qizhou's shoulder, his throat so dry that he could hardly speak: "You and Xiaoyue are fine."

Listening to his obviously choked tone, Qi Zhou was inevitably moved, and his brows were also stained with the sadness brought about by the eve of separation.

He took two steps forward, separated the cub in Yuan Chuan's arms, and gave him a weak hug: "You should also take more care."

Yuan Chuan smiled and responded: "Yes."

Zhao Peng and Yao Chengwei, who were lined up behind him, also put on a smile and hugged the couple goodbye.

The closer they were to separation, the less they knew what to say. They could only hope in their hearts that they would meet again one day.

"Uncle and auntie, goodbye!" Yuan Jiayu, who was not yet four years old, stretched out his two little fleshy hands and waved at them a few times.

They rarely meet each other, but Yuan Jiayu has a good memory and will greet them obediently every time he sees them.

Chi Yue bent her eyes.

She gave Yuan Jiayu a bag of lollipops and kissed him on the left side of his face: "Be good, auntie will play with toys with you next time."

"Okay!" He said "Thank you, aunt", grinned and hugged the bag of lollipops tightly, his clear eyes full of joy.

The world of a cub is simple.

He didn't understand the adults' reluctance and sadness. He only knew that the phrase "next time" he heard meant that there would definitely be a "next time."

"Let's go first." Looking back, they carried their suitcases and strode onto the ship.

Watching them disappear behind the curtain of rain, Wen Qizhou took Chi Yue's hand and walked home step by step along the silent corridor.

There were many people leaving with the authorities this time. They had counted the number of people before and all the other residents in Building 2 had left.

There were only two of them left in the whole building.

Even so, Chi Yue and Wen Qizhou did not take it lightly. For a period of time, they would use telescopes to observe the situation of the entire community and the water surface in the morning and evening.

"Yueyue." One morning, Wen Qizhou's camera captured two tails: "We have two crocodiles downstairs."

"how long?"

"It looks like four or five meters." He adjusted the focus and looked for the crocodiles hiding in the water: "They seem to have entered the building."

Chi Yue responded sleepily: "Just in time to guard the door for us." With them around, no one would dare to approach.

Moreover, they sealed the corridor on the tenth floor with furniture, doors and cement, making it impossible for the crocodile to climb up.

She turned over wrapped in quilt, stared at Wen Qizhou's tall back, and said without blinking: "Are there any other animals?"

"No."

"Then come over and lie down with me for a while."

Wen Qizhou put down his telescope.

He walked to the bed, held Chi Yue's waist and lay in the middle. He lowered his eyes and asked, "What do you want for breakfast? I'll make it for you."

The faint fragrance of cypress hit the tip of her nose. Chi Yue looked into his deep eyes and said two words by mistake.
Chapter completed!