Before lying down, Zhou Yanqing felt that she was in high spirits and was not tired at all. When she really lay down, her body felt the exhaustion that had accumulated for two days.
After only two minutes of being bored, he fell into a sweet dreamland and only woke up at dinner time.
The original plan to go to Luxiang Garden in the afternoon had to be changed to the evening. After eating, Zhou Yanqing helped Song Yu put on the mask and scarf, and after fully armed, he called an online car-hailing car to Luxiang Garden.
Stepping here again after many days, Zhou Yanqing had mixed feelings.
This gorgeous high-rise duplex has a first-line night view and embraces the central landmarks of City S. It is a dreamy height that ordinary people can't ask for in generations. However, he has always been very resistant to this place, because Song Yu once ended his career here. Life.
He couldn't help but think how desperate Song Yu must have been at that time. Even though he had been living upstairs and downstairs with Song Yu before, every time he dreamed back at midnight, he couldn't tell the difference between fiction and reality.
Seeing Zhou Yanqing standing in the porch in a daze, Song Yu asked, "What are you thinking?"
Zhou Yan quickly looked away, and said in a low voice, "It's nothing, I'll go and pack up."
"No hurry." Song Yu said, "Go to my room to get a book first."
"Okay." Zhou Yan nodded lightly, and asked uncertainly, "Then... I'll get it?"
Song Yu was annoyed by the "no going to the second floor" ban he issued when Zhou Yanqing moved in. He took Zhou Yanqing's shoulders and said, "I'll go with you."
On the second floor, Song Yu did not lead Zhou Yanqing into his room, but opened the door of the fitness room.
He asked, "Take a tour of the second floor?"
Zhou Yan was slightly startled, and then said "hmm". He had only entered the study room on the second floor, and he was indeed a little curious about Song Yu's activity space. Relying on his understanding of Song Yu, he had also imagined what the second floor would look like many times, but the real situation was quite different from his imagination.
There are only a few commonly used fitness equipment such as treadmills and spinning bikes in the gym, and apart from the gym and the study room, the remaining two rooms are actually completely empty, with nothing but hardware.
Song Yu smiled and explained: "Except for exercising, I basically stay in my room."
He originally wanted to explain the ban on the second floor that Zhou Yanqing issued when he first moved in, but after thinking about it, he felt that this kind of behavior was a bit sophistry. At the beginning, he was indeed guarding against Zhou Yanqing everywhere, and now he doesn't seem to have any What explanation was necessary.
"Oh..." Zhou Yan responded lightly, but felt that it was quite reasonable. Song Yu usually didn't show a lot of interest in anything. If he insisted on saying the same thing, it would be reading. But Song Yu likes the books in the company, but doesn't go into the study at home.
Seeing Zhou Yan lowered his head and said nothing, Song Yu pinched his wrist again: "Go and get the book."
The cold wrist was encircled by the warm palm, Zhou Yanqing subconsciously struggled, but he couldn't break free, the hand clenched even tighter.
Song Yu unscrewed the door of his bedroom, and a familiar faint fragrance first wafted out.
Zhou Yan sniffed lightly. It was the familiar scent of marine perfume on Song Yu's body. It smelled fresh and pleasant, but it seemed a bit cold in winter.
Song Yu turned on the light and had a panoramic view of the furnishings in the room. Zhou Yanqing's eyes widened in surprise, because Song Yu's room was really... too empty.
Except for a wardrobe with sliding doors, which was obviously included in the hard decoration, there was only one bed and two matching bedside tables, and there was only a single book lying on the cabinet. And his room is twice the size of the master bedroom of ordinary people, making it even more empty and lonely.
Although the whole house is decorated in a modern and minimalist style, there are many soft furnishings that should be there, but Song Yu's room is too simple, and even the bedding is desolate and light. Grey, this is not a room that a normal person should have at all.
Song Yu saw Zhou Yanqing's stunned expression in his eyes, he squeezed Zhou Yanqing's wrist lightly, and explained: "I used to have a very serious sleep disorder, and any thing in the room may become my inexplicable Sudden manic triggers, and then after gradually emptying these things, I can barely sleep for an hour or two every day."
After getting to know Han Jin in the previous life, this room has gradually changed into the appearance of a normal person's room, with a warm carpet, a TV to relieve boredom, and soft pillows.
After being reborn, Song Yu didn't bother to buy more things, and felt that such an empty appearance was actually pretty good, so he still maintained the original appearance.
Zhou Yan stared at a certain place with light eyes and deep eyes, but did not respond.
Song Yu rubbed the back of his head, and said softly, "Come back to your senses."
Zhou Yanqing looked away in embarrassment, and asked: "Then... are you still insomnia?"
Song Yu laughed softly: "Didn't you sleep with me for two nights?" After a pause, he immediately realized that his words were really ambiguous. He meant to say that Zhou Yanqing took care of his two children in the hospital At night, but the moment of quick talk turned out to be a bit hooligan.
Song Yu was embarrassed and wanted to explain a few words, but Zhou Yanqing had already stepped forward and picked up the book spread out on the bedside table, hesitatingly said: "Yes, is it this book?"
Taking the book was just an excuse, Song Yu actually wanted to take Zhou Yanqing up to the second floor for a stroll, but seeing the little assistant blushing and almost gasping, he couldn't bring up the topic just now, so he smiled apologetically: "Well, we Go downstairs and get your clothes."
The two went downstairs to the cloakroom.
After packing some lightweight clothes, Zhou Yan glanced at the suitcase on the ground and asked Song Yu, "Is there anything else to bring?"
Song Yu took out two suits and two white shirts from the closet, and said, "Take these."
"Suits?" Zhou Yanqing was a little puzzled, "Are you going to participate in any activities recently?"
It's so cold now, apart from business activities, Zhou Yanqing can't think of any occasions where he needs to dress so formally.
Song Yu raised his eyebrows and thought for a moment before answering: "It's an activity."
"Okay." Zhou Yan nodded lightly, used the dust bag to put the suit into another large suitcase, and put away the two pairs of leather shoes that Song Yu gave him.
It was getting late, the two of them packed up their things and didn't stay any longer, they pulled the trolley case and prepared to leave.
After changing the shoes at the entrance, Zhou Yan straightened up lightly and saw Song Yuzheng looking around the room with a dejected expression, and he stood silently waiting.
Suddenly, Song Yu suddenly turned around and called him in a warm voice: "Yan Qing."
Zhou Yan smiled lightly: "Yes."
Song Yu turned his head and glanced at the familiar furnishings in the house again, and said softly, "This house is going to be sold."
Zhou Yanqing also followed Song Yu's line of sight and glanced inside, and finally set his eyes on the row of spotlights that were broken. He didn't express any opinions, but just held Song Yu's wrist through his clothes. , whispered: "Go, let's go home."
Song Yu lowered his eyes, stared at the white and beautiful hand on his wrist for two seconds, and twitched the corner of his mouth: "Well, go home."
He closed the door behind him without hesitation, locking a room of darkness inside the door.
There is no solemn ceremony, completely saying goodbye to the previous life.