r "pop!" Even Munian throws the food he brought back on the coffee table and is not afraid of breaking the take-out box in vain.

There was no one in the room, but the light in the hall was on. He frowned and glanced at the shoes in the entrance to make sure there was someone inside. He went upstairs with a sullen face and pushed open the door of Qu Qianxi's bedroom.

He pursed his lips, sat by the door and looked at the woman who was lying on the bed eating biscuits to satisfy her hunger. He felt inexplicably angry. Until today, he had never known that his temper could be provoked so easily.

"Are you back?" Qu Qianxi raised a rare smile, glanced at him, climbed out of bed and walked out the door, "Did you buy my dinner?"

Seeing the faint pear dimple at the corner of her mouth, that faint smile was rare. His face moved, his thin lips moved, and the anger and irritability in his heart gradually subsided, and he said silently: "On the coffee table, you can eat by yourself.

"

"Thank you." Qu Qianxi patted him on the shoulder. He didn't feel embarrassed at all because of what happened between the two of them on the phone. His attitude was naturally very familiar, "Have you eaten? Let's eat together? I'm telling you about this big crab bibimbap.

It’s really amazing and delicious, do you want to join us?”

"No need." Lian Munian turned away, stopped looking at her, and walked back to his room.

Qu Qianxi looked at his silent back, raised her eyebrows, pursed her lips and smiled. She tasted the food carefully with her usual elegant posture. Perhaps it was a psychological effect, and she suddenly felt that the food this time was more delicious than before.

After finishing the meal and cleaning up the leftovers, Lian Munian came downstairs in his pajamas.

"Why are you coming down now? I've already finished eating." She thought he came downstairs because of dinner.

"I only bought it for one person." Lian Munian glanced at her lightly, picked up the handbag he left on the sofa, and walked back without saying anything more.

He felt a little annoyed in his heart. He had felt a burning sensation in his chest just now. He had left his bag in the living room and forgotten to take it away when he wanted to ask her to come down for dinner. He couldn't help feeling a little annoyed that she could disrupt his thoughts.

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The rain continued, and the cold wind howled by, trying to temper the sharp edge of frost and brush across Qu Qianxi's face.

She stood in front of the tombstone holding an umbrella, her face calm and motionless, like a sculpture. The falling rain made a large area of ​​her knee-length woolen coat wet, but she didn't notice it, and her eyes were fixed on her.

On the tombstone is a woman in her thirties who smiles like a flower.

She didn't know how long she stood on the tombstone. The drizzle was still falling, but the sky began to darken. The sound of footsteps approaching from far away made her startled. Looking back, she thought that an old man in his seventies was standing next to her, his face full of wrinkles.

When she turned around, her face changed from majestic to unusual kind.

She grinned and opened her dry throat, "Grandpa... why are you here?"

"I'm here to see Xiaofang." The old man put down the bouquet he brought and stood silently for a while. Qu Qianxi looked at it, with various thoughts passing through his heart, and in the end he just smiled faintly.

After a moment, the old man sighed deeply, as if he had just realized that they were the only two here. He frowned and asked displeasedly, "Girl, didn't Mu Nian come with you?"

"He's busy." Qu Qianxi smiled.
Chapter completed!