Zhou Qinyao left work early because of a cold. As soon as he entered the alley, he saw Tang You standing at his door.
The little girl was holding something in her hands and was peeking through the crack of the door cautiously. She looked but didn't knock, looking very conflicted.
Zhou Qinyao raised the corners of his lips slightly, and just leaned against the wall looking at her. He seemed to be healed inexplicably, and the depression in his chest was swept away.
Later, Tang You, who was exposed by a phone call, hugged the thermos bucket awkwardly. When she was trying to find an excuse to struggle again, Zhou Qinyao opened the door and turned around to ask her:
"Would you like to come in?"
Tang You gave up struggling and followed him into the door obediently like a little tail.
After entering the room, Zhou Qinyao took off his coat and said, "Sit anywhere you want."
"Oh." Tang You said in a low voice and sat on a chair nearby.
Zhou Qinyao could see that she seemed a little nervous.
The little girl had her short hair tucked behind her ears. Her snow-white earlobes looked slightly red against her black hair. She was holding a thermos bucket tightly in her hands.
Like a little rabbit leaving its nest for the first time, timid and uneasy.
Zhou Qinyao wanted to laugh faintly, so he opened the refrigerator door and asked, "Would you like something to drink?"
Tang You: "...whatever."
There was only iced beer in the refrigerator. Zhou Qinyao felt it was inappropriate and closed the door: "Wait a minute."
The man left the room, and Tang You finally raised her head a little, which had been almost buried in her school uniform.
She blinked and looked around quietly.
Zhou Qinyao lives in the east wing of the courtyard, which is quite spacious. Although the building is very old, every brick and tile retains a very strong cultural heritage and has a sense of age.
There was a painting on the wall. Tang You wanted to go over and take a look. When he passed by the table, he accidentally bumped into something. There was a click.
A magazine fell to the ground.
She lowered her eyes and looked over. The title of the book was "World Jewelry".
She was familiar with this magazine.
When Fang Lai started thinking about entering the jewelry industry two years ago, she subscribed to several international jewelry magazines to analyze industry trends at home, including this one.
The cover of this issue of "World Jewelry" on the ground happens to be Moon's new spring collection for next year.
No wonder Zhou Qinyao recognized at a glance that what he gave to Cheng Xuan was not an ordinary brand.
Zhou Qinyao poured a glass of lemonade and Tang You held up a magazine and asked him:
"You like looking at jewelry too?"
Zhou Qinyao's eyes flashed with emotion, and he walked over and quickly took the book away:
"Mrs. Wu bought it from the scrap yard for three yuan a pound to pad the corners of the table."
Tang You vaguely sensed the strangeness in his expression, paused, and did not ask any more questions: "Oh."
Zhou Qinyao threw the magazine aside and handed the water in his hand to Tang You: "Drink it."
Tang You took it and took a sip: "Thank you."
The air suddenly became quiet, and the good atmosphere was inexplicably dulled because of this magazine.
Fortunately, Zhou Qinyao coughed twice at this time, reminding Tang You of the purpose of his visit.
"I heard from Sister Hyun that you have a cold." She said in a low voice.
"She talks a lot." Zhou Qinyao looked over casually: "What else did she say?"
"And you said...you refused to take medicine."
"Oh." Zhou Qinyao nodded calmly, "So you are here to persuade me to take medicine?"
"No, no." Tang You shook his hands and took out the thermos bucket: "This is the chicken soup made by my aunt. I added a lot of secret ingredients. It is very effective for colds. You will get better faster if you drink it and sweat a little."
As she spoke, she unscrewed the thermos, took out her own cup, and poured soup into it.
Zhou Qinyao's eyes fell on her exposed slender white wrist.
It is clean and soft, and seems to break if it is bent.
Continuing on, my thoughts uncontrollably jumped to the girl’s soaked body that night.
Zhou Qinyao's eyebrows twitched silently, and his throat, which was already dry due to the cold, became even drier for some unknown reason.
He picked up the water cup on the table and poured it into his mouth.
Tang You then filled a cup of chicken soup and was about to give it to him when she suddenly froze in shock.
Seeing the girl's expression through the transparent glass, Zhou Qinyao reacted for a second and realized something was wrong.
He drank her water.
A hint of minty sweetness slowly lingers in my mouth, which is the taste of lipstick that the girl left on the rim of the cup.
…
After three seconds of awkwardness, Zhou Qinyao put down the cup: "I...will pour you another cup."
"No."
Tang You's face also felt a little inexplicably hot.
The two of them clearly didn't do anything, but they seemed to be flirting with each other because of the glass of water.
After a few seconds of silence, Tang You remembered the soup in his hand and handed it to him: "Why don't you take a sip of this?"
Zhou Qinyao was a little confused at this time. Looking at the steaming chicken soup, he subconsciously said, "It's a bit hot."
Tang You quickly put his hand on the cup to feel it, and it seemed to be a little hot.
So she immediately brought the cup to her lips and blew gently along the rim.
“Hu…Hu…”
Zhou Qinyao: “…”
The girl pouted her lips and blew the flute very seriously.
Zhou Qinyao watched, turned his face away, and clenched his fist to cover the corners of his lips that were about to smile.
What kind of girl is this? How can she be so cute
The strange smell of secret chicken soup gradually spread in the room, but Zhou Qinyao could vaguely smell the fragrance from Tang You's mouth.
The unique fragrance of a young girl is mixed in it, light and subtle, stirring the heart.
This made Zhou Qinyao feel uncomfortable.
He interrupted her: "Okay, that's enough."
In fact, Zhou Qinyao didn't like drinking soup, especially the chicken soup in front of him. It was said that it was also added with ginger, scallions, peppercorns, tomatoes and other messy things.
He picked it up and took a sip with difficulty.
This secret chicken soup is sour and salty, salty and spicy, and spicy with a bit of strange bitterness. In short -
Zhou Qinyao almost vomited.
But in order not to disappoint Tang You's good intentions, he still suppressed his nausea and drank the soup in the cup.
Tang You was very confident in Aunt Rong's cooking skills, and asked with blinking eyes: "Is it delicious?"
Zhou Qinyao pondered for a moment: "Well, not bad."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Tang You pour another cup and hold it to his mouth:
“Hu…Hu…”
Zhou Qinyao was stunned by her quick action: "What are you doing?"
"Since you think it's good, I'll help you blow it. My aunt said that you have to drink this bucket of hot sweat in one go."
"… "
In the east wing, under the simple incandescent light, the girl's eyes were full of passion and sincerity, and her voice was so soft that it was impossible to refuse:
"Here, it's done. It's not hot anymore."
"… "
God knows how Zhou Qinyao closed his eyes and was coaxed into willingly swallowing mouthful after mouthful of chicken soup.
And I drank it for three days in a row.
Tang You said that this secret recipe is for a three-day course of treatment. In order to consolidate the effect, she brought the soup to Zhou Qinyao on time after school for the next two days.
In the end, I don’t know whether it was because the person who delivered the soup had the right taste, or because the secret chicken soup was indeed the right remedy for my condition, but with both methods, Zhou Qinyao’s cold quickly got better.
And the relationship between them was subtly brought closer because of this accident.
A week passed in the blink of an eye.
No. 5 Middle School has an afternoon off every Sunday. After school on Saturday night, Cheng Xuan found Tang You and asked:
"Are you coming tomorrow or not? I need to count the heads."
Because she was supervising Zhou Qinyao drinking chicken soup, Tang You had forgotten about the autumn outing. However, she had been going out frequently in the past few days, using the excuse that her friend had a cold. Aunt Rong had become suspicious of her. She wanted to take advantage of Zhou Qinyao's recovery and stay at home for a few days.
But Cheng Xuan continued, "There are quite a lot of people this time. Brother Yao has recovered from his cold, and he wants to take Xiaoyang with him. Hey, are you coming or not?"
Just as the word "no" was about to come out of his mouth, Tang You stopped suddenly when he heard a certain name.
Will he go too
So can they meet again
Tang You's heartbeat could not help but quicken, but she was afraid that Cheng Xuan would see what was on her mind, so she answered her calmly:
"Okay, I'll do it."
On Sunday, the city, which had been gloomy for half a month, finally saw the warm sunshine, and the bright weather made people's mood improve.
The location of this autumn outing is Beihu Park, not far behind Huaishu Street.
We agreed to set off at 1 p.m., but some people who couldn't wait had already set off on their own.
As the captain of the autumn outing team, Cheng Xuan used his own small van to carry goods. Not only did he load a truck full of food and drinks, he also picked up a few young children along the way.
Originally, she reserved a seat for Tang You, but a child who had originally said he was busy came back suddenly and filled that seat.
When Tang You arrived, there was no room left in the car.
Cheng Xuan was a little embarrassed and said to Tang You: "Why don't you wait here for me? I'll send Xiao Yang and the others over first, and then come back to pick you up."
Just when Tang You was about to say it was okay and he could walk over by himself, a strong and powerful engine sound suddenly came from behind him.
Both girls turned to look.
Zhou Qinyao came out of the alley on a motorcycle, dressed in black and riding a black bike, his cold appearance cut through the autumn sun, and finally stopped in front of Cheng Xuan's store.
The man got off the car and bought a pack of cigarettes as usual.
Tang You lowered his head inexplicably feeling guilty and pretended to look away.
Cheng Xuan seemed to have remembered something, and approached Zhou Qinyao in a flattering manner:
"Brother Yao, you are alone, right?"
Zhou Qinyao: “?”
Cheng Xuan pushed Tang You towards him and said, "Please help me take You You there. There is no room in my car."
Tang You: “…”
Her heart skipped a beat and she secretly pinched Cheng Xuan, giving him a look that said it was not a good idea to do this.
Cheng Xuan, however, seemed not to realize it and patted her shoulder carelessly: "It's okay, Brother Yao drives very steadily."
After saying this, he turned around without waiting for Zhou Qinyao to express his opinion:
"Please, Brother Yao! I'll take those bastards over first."
"weep-"
Tang You was speechless as she watched Cheng Xuan leave her behind and get into the van. In the blink of an eye, the van disappeared into the alley.
…
At the door of the small shop, a pastoral dog was squatting lazily in the sun, glancing at Tang You from time to time.
With a look of watching a play.
Tang You swallowed secretly, his heart was beating wildly, and even his cheeks felt hot.
“…I’m sorry to bother you again.”
Zhou Qinyao was half-sitting in the car, the sun shining on his face. He paused for a few seconds before lazily raising the corners of his lips: "No trouble."
He stood up, took something out of the car body, and then walked in front of Tang You: "Look up."
Tang You exclaimed and raised his head.
The breeze blew across the girl's cheek, lifting her hair, and her long eyelashes were reflected by the sunlight, casting a fan-shaped shadow.
The clear eyes blinked obediently: "What's wrong?"
Zhou Qinyao's heart was shaken.
Looking down, his voice was hoarse and husky: "Take this with you."
Tang You lowered her eyes and saw him handing her a cartoon helmet.
"This is Xiaoyang's. Please take it for now."
"… good."
Tang You took it and put the helmet with the Pleasant Goat pattern on it on his head.
Although the helmet was a little small, she could still wear it, but she tried for a long time to fasten the two straps at the bottom together.
This is another visual blind spot and you can’t see it.
Just as he was about to take it off to study what was going on with the belt, Zhou Qinyao's hand suddenly reached out.
He was tall and stood in front of Tang You, blocking all the light.
It was the first time that Tang You was so close to him, close enough that she could smell the scent of shower gel on his body, which was light, fresh and cool.
Zhou Qinyao was wearing a military green flight jacket today, with a black T-shirt printed with English underneath. A silver chain was hanging on his chest, rising and falling with his movements.
Time seemed to have quietly stood still.
The man picked up the two straps and helped her carefully adjust the length, his bent finger joints occasionally accidentally touching her chin.
This subtle touch on the skin surged through Tang You's body like an electric current.
The more unintentional this kind of warmth is, the more irresistible it is.
I can't resist it.
For almost a moment, Tang You could only hear her own heartbeat like a deer. It seemed like a long time had passed before she was awakened by the crisp sound of buckling.
—Patta.
Zhou Qinyao's voice also fell softly in her ear almost at the same time:
"Is this okay?"