In fact, from the time I saw the car to the time it started, about ten seconds passed.
Ordinarily this should be just a coincidence, but I always feel that the people in the car have something to do with me. They came because of me and left because I discovered them.
But soon I laughed to myself.
I feel like I'm a bit disappointed. Everything seems wrong. Maybe someone just comes to visit me, or to send someone home?
I didn't think about it anymore, I just stared at the car by the window and waited until it was far away before I looked back.
After a while, the cigarette in my hand burned out. I walked to the bathroom and turned on the water heater. I thought about going back to the bedroom to lie down for a while and wait for the water to heat up to take a shower or something.
But maybe it’s because I’ve been too tired recently, so I couldn’t help but close my eyes for a while while lying on the bed, and I fell asleep immediately after closing my eyes.
The next morning I was woken up by a phone call.
That was Wu Hao's phone number. I looked at the time and realized that I had slept for so long.
As soon as I picked it up, I heard Wu Hao asking me angrily: "Brother Yan, how did you sleep last night?"
I was still a little confused at the time, so I casually replied that it was good, and Wu Hao said, so you two slept well?
This sounds a bit prickly to the ears.
It took me two seconds to realize what he meant, and I cursed a little angrily. We didn't sleep in the same room, so how could I know whether she slept well or not.
Wu Hao said "Ah" again, I thought you two slept together last night.
I'm really unhappy with his nagging.
He frowned subconsciously, sat up from the bed and asked him: "Mouse, what do you mean by this?"
Maybe he heard that I was a little angry, so Wu Hao said no, it’s not Brother Yan, don’t get me wrong, am I not joking with you?
I said you have to have a certain temper when joking, right? Why can't you chew your shit? I told you that Qingqing and I have nothing to do. Believe it or not, I don't have the time to explain to you. Also
, I have a lot of things to do during this time. If you have nothing to do, don’t call me yet.
After saying this, I didn't hesitate and hung up the phone directly.
In fact, I know what Wu Hao is thinking. After all, we have known each other for such a long time. He is afraid that I will change my mind, so it is reasonable for him to turn towards Dian Yingying.
Mainly, it's really hurtful that he doesn't trust me. Ordinarily, he should know best what kind of person I am since we were growing up.
Yes, I have admitted from the beginning that I have a crush on Qingqing.
After all, we have been getting along day and night during this period, and we have that inexplicable dependence on her, but that is just a good impression. Whether it is Yingying's dedication or moral constraints, it is destined that there will be no result between her and me.
But Wu Hao still didn't believe me, and even guarded Qing Qing like a thief. This behavior made me feel particularly angry, because Qing Qing also saved my life, and he shouldn't do this either emotionally or rationally.
Anyway, I sat on the bed and sulked for a long time, and it took a long time to recover.
I wanted to sleep a little longer, but I couldn't fall asleep because he was so angry, so I simply got up from the bed, planning to take a shower first, and then ask Qingqing to go out for lunch or something.
But when I walked out of the bedroom door, I realized she was not at home.
However, there was a note on the coffee table, which was written in traditional Chinese. The handwriting looked particularly delicate, so I knew it was left by Qingqing.
It said: Gu Yan, I'm going home first and try to come back before dark.
If I don't come back before dark, you'd better not go out. If you have anything to do, wait until I come back.
I didn't take it seriously. After all, I just came back. It was normal for Qingqing to go home first and take a look, because she also said last night that her father was very strict with her.
I folded the note and put it away, sat on the sofa and woke up for a few minutes. Before I went to take a shower, I habitually checked my phone, only to find that Wu Hao had sent me a message more than ten minutes ago.
He first said: Brother Yan, don't be angry. I was really joking. I will definitely not say that again in the future.
Then there is another one: I plan to go to your house today to see your aunt and accompany her to have some fun. Do you want to take a look? Don’t worry, aunt’s eyesight is not good and she can’t see you.
When he said this, I felt a little uncomfortable.
On the one hand, it’s because of my mother, who feels very unfilial. Her eyes are like that even though I’m right in front of me, and I can’t even go home to spend time with her.
On the other hand, it’s because of Wu Hao. I was quite aggressive just now, but he wasn’t angry and even took the initiative to visit my mother. To be honest, this touched me a lot.
After all, we are all buddies, and if anything happens, we can just say it and leave it alone, so I stopped holding it and asked him when he was going to go there.
Not long after, Wu Hao replied to me, saying that he was going to go over first and bring my mother a lunch or something. He asked me to wait downstairs at twelve o'clock in two hours. Then he would take my mother downstairs.
Turn around.
I called him back and I arrived on time at twelve o'clock.
Then I went to take a shower, went to the closet to find some clean clothes to change into, combed my hair in a neater style, and even sprayed some perfume on my body.
Even though I knew my mother couldn't see her, I didn't want to go see her in a sloppy way.
It was almost eleven o'clock after finishing all this, so I didn't wait any longer, but went straight downstairs, ready to eat something before heading home.
After all, it’s quite cold outside in the winter, and I don’t know how long I’ll have to stay downstairs. It won’t be too uncomfortable to replenish the heat for a while.
But the moment I opened the unit door, I saw a familiar figure at the door.
At that time, there was light snow falling outside. She was wearing a white cotton-padded jacket and a pair of leggings that were not too thick. There were a lot of snowflakes falling on her head. She had obviously been standing at the door for a long time.
It wasn't too cold at noon, but she didn't wear gloves after all, so she was still quite chilled by the temperature of more than ten degrees below zero. She was stamping her feet on the spot and breathing into her hands.
Hearing the sound of the unit door opening, she turned around and saw me, and her movements suddenly stopped.
I, too, froze on the spot, looking at her with that stunned look.
But she recovered quickly, smiled at me, and asked me if I planned to go out?
I didn't answer, but asked her in confusion: "How long have you been standing here?"
"I forgot, it seems to be less than an hour. I originally thought of waiting a little longer, but I couldn't bear the cold anymore so I left. I didn't expect that I would have to wait for you."
She spoke in a very natural tone, but she still kept rubbing her hands, but the meager amount of heat could not withstand the cold of this winter.
Seeing her like that, I really couldn't help it, so I walked up to her, took her hand and put it in my own.