Zhuo Jian was dizzy when he heard the knock on the door and his heart trembled and his movements stopped.
On this big night, Ouyang Ping was in China and Li Yuqing also went back in the morning. Who would it be?
Zhuo Jian suddenly remembered that when she entered the house that day, someone pressed her knife against her throat. She slowly stood up with a heart. She tried her best to keep herself calm and then walked to the door.
He gently pressed his ears against the door panel, stared at the locked keyhole, and judged that the man could not kick the door open and then said softly: "Who?"
No one was talking outside, and she suddenly thought to herself, could it be that she had heard it wrong?
There may be real hallucinations.
Zhuo Jian breathed a sigh of relief and was about to leave when the door rang again.
Her heart trembled again, and she was about to cry, so she could only ask again: "Who?"
When the people outside heard her voice hoarse, they said, "I!"
I?
Zhuo Jian frowned, and his tight heart slowly became hot.
This sound ...
Fu Yanye?
She walked to the door again, lowered her head and asked softly through the crack of the door: "Fu Yanye?"
"Open the door!"
The sound outside seemed a little annoying.
But it was indeed Fu Yanye.
Zhuo Jian subconsciously opened the door for him.
A gust of cold wind could not be poured in and blown on her immediately because his tall and straight body blocked it.
Zhuo Jian looked up at him, and his eyes became hot for no reason, and then blurred.
Fu Yanye looked at her in annoyance, suppressing her anger and asked her: "It seems that you don't welcome me."
Zhuo Jian: "…"
She hadn't reacted to the people who suddenly appeared in front of her, those who were supposed to spend the New Year with their elders in their hometown.
"You don't answer the phone or reply to WeChat. You really want to dump me, huh?"
Fu Yanye continued to question her.
Zhuo Jian didn't know how to refute it. She wanted to dump him, and it was true that she didn't answer the phone or reply to WeChat, but...
But seeing him in a foreign country is like...
Suddenly a feeling of loneliness surged in my heart, and tears fell from my wet eyes.
Fu Yanye glanced at her: "Do you still have the face to cry?"
Zhuo Jian immediately lowered his head, sucked his nose, and wiped his tears hard.
Fu Yanye stood there irritably, looked at the next door, and couldn't help but sneer.
She actually moved here.
What is this called?
The most dangerous place is the safest place?
In order to avoid him finding it, she even used this idea?
"I'd better go!"
Seeing that she didn't plan to invite him in, Fu Yanye suddenly felt that he shouldn't have come here.
He was so cute when he was in bed, but when he put on his clothes, why did he feel so cold?
When Zhuo Jian heard him say he was leaving, he subconsciously turned his back, "Oh..."
Fu Yanye stopped and turned to look at her.
"Have you booked a flight home?"
Seeing him looking at him with such a distant and reproachful look, Zhuo Jian lowered his head and asked softly.
Fu Yanye was so angry that she inserted his hands into her pockets: "No!"
Without those two words, it is very confident.
"Then come in and sit back."
Zhuo Jian said, reached out to give in, and then turned around and walked in two steps.
Fu Yanye frowned and looked at her. Is she deliberately keeping a distance from him?
But he still walked in.
He just said that he didn't really want to leave.
It's just that I want her to stay.
Of course, even if she didn't speak, he wouldn't leave.
If you come, you are here. How can you leave?
Zhuo Jian brought the rag into it. When he came out, he held a cup of hot water in his hand and asked him, "You can drink a cup of water to warm up."
She noticed that his ears were cold red.
When did he come?
Have you been freezing outside for a long time?
No, what she should care about isn't, how did he find this place?
Zhuo Jian noticed that he shouldn't have thought about it, immediately lowered his eyes, pretended to sit down calmly, and then asked him: "How did you find this place?"
As soon as Fu Yanye picked up the water cup, he looked up at her again when he heard this and hummed: "I suddenly don't want to say it."
“…”
He held the water cup and looked at her again, and asked hesitantly: "This water cup..."
“No one has used it.”
Zhuo Jian understood that he was afraid that others would have used it and explained conditioned reflexes.
Fu Yanye then took a sip of water, his stomach became warm, but his heart was still cold.
He glanced at the house, then looked at the woman who had lost weight diagonally across from him, "Just moved in?"
"Well! I just signed the contract today, so the cleaning is not very good."
Zhuo Jian looked at the floor he had just finished mopping and thought to himself that there were still several places that had not been cleaned.
"So you are cleaning here alone on New Year's Eve?"
"Isn't it possible?"
Zhuo Jian asked naively.
Fu Yanye didn't say anything, just stared at her for a few seconds, and then continued to drink water.
But he was just depressed. She treated herself as an outsider, no matter how good the elders were to her, even if he even had sex with her.
Zhuo Jian couldn't hear him ask again for a long time, so he couldn't help asking him: "Are you here for a business trip?"
"Yes, I'm still working on New Year's Eve."
Fu Yanye thought that if she could ask this question, she had a mind full of water.
But I just don't want to say it nice.
Zhuo Jian felt uncomfortable, she wanted to talk to him well.
New Year's Day.
"Then grandparents and parents..."
"Do you still have them in your heart?"
Fu Yanye's words became even colder.
Zhuo Jian lowered his head and pinched his cold little hand, and was speechless for a moment.
She really had elders in her heart, but she still couldn't let her go back.
"I'm here to find you."
Seeing that her tears were about to fall out, he said lightly and looked at her even deeper.
Zhuo Jian looked up at him with conditioned reflex.
He didn't know the mood of meeting his fellow villagers on such days, and he didn't know the mood of letting her meet someone who had loved since childhood and grew up but could not love her.
He said he was here to find her, and tears suddenly flowed from her face.
"It's not too late to come by my side now."
Seeing that she was crying so fiercely, Fu Yanye guessed that she knew that she was really too much for him during this period.
She deserves to regret it.
Where can I find someone like him who is sincere to her?
But Zhuo Jian just looked at him and lowered her head fiercely. She raised her hand and wiped her tears hard, but the tears fell on her chin and she couldn't wipe them dry.
She was a little annoyed and then stood up: "I want to go to bed. You can sit back and find someone to pick you up and stay in the hotel."
"What's the meaning?"
Fu Yanye narrowed his phoenix eyes and asked her.
"I haven't cleaned the bedroom yet. If you have a cleanliness, I won't keep you."
After Zhuo Jian finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.
Fu Yanye directly put his foot on the coffee table in front.
The coffee table rubbed against the floor and made a loud noise, and Zhuo Jian turned to look at him.
Fu Yanye gritted his teeth, "You go to bed!"
He wanted to see if she really couldn't sleep.
I just don't want to get along with him.
Zhuo Jian looked at him for a while, with some words in his throat but he couldn't say it.
"I can see that your conscience has long been fed to the dog, you can...
Before Fu Yanye could finish his harsh words, his cell phone suddenly rang.
He glanced at him, then looked up at the person standing there who had not left, and changed his mind and ordered her: "Come here, it's grandma."