Because it seemed that it was only possible to travel through Yu Zhile in the old house, so she never went back after she moved out, and probably won't go back easily in the future. This time, she wanted to take advantage of the clearer memory of the old house, and use the model to restore every bit of her life together with Yu Zihuan for two years, to leave a memory for Yu Zihuan and herself.
"I know that you haven't touched anything in the old house, and you have kept it as it is. You want to keep the memories of us together, right?" Yu Zhile asked Yu Zihuan this question when he first came back, but he didn't expect his feelings for her at that time. It's so deep, and it's a strong relationship between men and women, so it's just that he doesn't bother to change it after he moves out. Now that she understands Yu Zihuan's true thoughts, this gift is even more meaningful.
"Now that you have this model, you don't have to worry about any changes to the old house in the future."
Yu Zihuan nodded in agreement. After Yu Zhile disappeared, he always believed that as long as she didn't change, she would definitely reappear, so he almost superstitiously maintained the layout of the old house and his own living habits, fearing that the more changes he made, the more he and her would become. The easier it is to be cut off by time.
But now that she is back, he is no longer afraid of change, and is willing to change with her to make their life better and better and create more new memories.
"Since I've shown it to you, you can help me make the furniture behind!" Yu Zhile clasped his hands in front of his chest and looked at Yu Zihuan with bright eyes. This week, she was busy making models, sawing small boards, gluing furniture, cutting rags and sewing small sheets and curtains. Ten fingers were sore.
"Isn't this my birthday present? Have you ever seen someone make a birthday present for themselves? There is no sincerity at all." Yu Zihuan pretended to be reluctant and looked at Yu Zhile with his arms folded.
"It's almost." Yu Zhile squinted, stretched out her index finger and thumb to make a small gap. Seeing that Yu Zihuan was still unmoved, she used her trump card to hug his arm and shake it, "Little Huan Brother, you don't want to see people's fingers swollen like carrots, right?"
Yu Zihuan glanced at her with a sullen smile, and finally broke down when she called out "good brother" again.
"What about the material?"
"You wait, I'll get it!"
"Your wardrobe is so ugly, it's not symmetrical."
"Why so many opinions? It might be uglier for you."
Yu Zihuan glanced at her and picked up the tool dashingly.
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"Well, you did it symmetrically, but I did it more artistically, you know? Casual, Impressionist."
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As a result, the two of them made mini furniture in front of the coffee table all night, head to head, and renovated the crooked melons and cracked dates that Yu Zhile had driven out. Fortunately, it was a weekend, so I didn't have to go to work the next day. I didn't know when it was, but Yu Zhile was cut off and fell asleep on the sofa.
When she woke up, she found herself on the bed, and it was probably Yu Zihuan who carried her back to the bedroom. She pulled her slippers and walked out, not seeing Yu Zihuan, but seeing the finished model on the coffee table.
After the transformation of Yu Zihuan, whose hands-on ability is much higher than her, now this model is almost an old house that is scaled down.
Yu Zhile admired the results of the two for a while, touched the small table, then touched the small bed and the small desk, and couldn't see enough.
There was the sound of the door opening from the bathroom behind him, and Yu Zihuan, who was wrapped in a towel after taking a shower, came out. The faint blue color at the moment is the trace left by staying up late, but after washing with hot water, his whole body reveals a fresh vitality, and he does not show a state of exhaustion.
He saw Yu Zhile who was looking at the model in front of the coffee table, smiled, and walked over while wiping his head. He crouched down behind Yu Zhile, put his head on her shoulders, and stretched his arms to embrace her.
"Is it exactly the same as the old house now?" His voice was low and magnetic, and the heat of his words sprayed on Yu Zhile's ears, making her feel itchy and numb.
She shrank subconsciously and turned back to talk to him, but she saw the white and tender skin on his chest, and the bath towel could not cover him because of his squatting posture, and the blood all over his body rushed to his face and brain. , can't remember what to say at all.
"You...why don't you wear clothes..." Yu Zhile's voice was getting smaller and smaller. He wanted to look away, but he couldn't do it at all. He stared at Yu Zihuan unconsciously.
Yu Zihuan looked down at himself innocently, "Of course I don't wear clothes in the shower."
But when he raised his head, the narrow smile revealed his true thoughts, "Besides, it's not like you haven't seen it."
Yu Zhile has always loved and hated his white, tender, and shatterable skin. Of course, what she loves is that it looks and feels very good. She drools just thinking about it. What she hates is that her skin is not as good as a woman. Hello man.
At this time, Yu Zhile couldn't help but get started again, and she couldn't bear to look directly at the idiot.
"You've not only seen it, you've also touched it, kissed it, what's there to be embarrassed about?" Yu Zihuan let her go up and down and hugged her princess.
After hearing what he said, Yu Zhile suddenly realized, "Are you deliberately seducing me?"
"Have you discovered it now?" Yu Zihuan grinned at her, smiling innocently and innocently, then walked to the bedroom and threw her on the bed.
One day after work, Yan Yuanqing asked about Yu Zihuan's birthday, so Yu Zhile happily thanked him for the inspiration he gave her that day.
Yan Yuanqing learned that what she sent was a model of a hut, and smiled: "I actually want you to take him to visit his old place again. I didn't expect you to do this. It's more memorable than what I thought."
"So that's what you meant." Yu Zhile was a little surprised. After calming down, he nodded and said, "But your idea is also very good, and it saves more effort than my gift."
"Then you can go back to the old house to see if you have time. By the way, you can also visit my grandfather. He often talks about you."
Yu Zhile was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to explain that she couldn't go back to the old house. In fact, she should have gone to see Uncle Wang who took more care of her and Yu Zihuan ten years ago, but according to Yu Zihuan, the interaction between the magnetic field of that house and her constitution would cause her to go back and forth in time. She travels through the stream, so if she can't go back, it's best not to go back. In case of another accident, she might disappear for several years.
"I also want to go back to see Grandpa Wang, but..."
Yu Zhile looked very embarrassed, Yan Yuanqing immediately let her down the steps, "It doesn't matter, I'm just talking, I also know that you are all very busy now."
"Can I take Grandpa Wang out to play? Just... Can we not meet at the old house?"
"Old house, what's the problem?"
Yu Zhile didn't know how to explain why she was afraid of that house, so she just laughed and fooled around. Yan Yuanqing was a little confused by her question, but seeing that she was unwilling to elaborate, she did not continue to ask.
At noon, I had an appointment with a few colleagues to have dinner together, but when I went downstairs, I met an unexpected person. Facing the uninvited Yang Xiaozhen, although Yu Zhile wanted to pretend not to know her, she came up to say hello. Yu Zhile couldn't really ignore her, so she had to apologize to her colleagues and let them leave her alone and go to dinner first. .
"Hello, Auntie Yang." Yu Zhile tried her best to maintain basic etiquette, but she was still a little upset, "How do you know I'm here..."
I don't know how Yang Xiaozhen found her place of work. The thought that she might be investigating herself behind the scenes, or even spying on her and Yu Zihuan's life, makes one shudder.
The smile on Yang Xiaozhen's face was still as gentle and kind as the last time she saw her. She said kindly, "Zhile... Do you mind if I call you Zhile?"
Yu Zhile smiled dryly and shook his head to show that he didn't mind.
"I heard Zihuan say that you are working here. I happened to be passing by today, so I wanted to see you. I was afraid of affecting your work, so I didn't go upstairs to disturb you. You don't blame me for being busy, right?" Rou, a gentle and virtuous person, without any bad intentions.
Yu Zhile also admired her ability to tell flawed lies without changing her face and heart. How could Yu Zihuan tell Yang Xiaozhen where she worked? The reason why she didn't go upstairs to find someone was probably not because she was afraid of disturbing Yu Zhile's work, but because she didn't know which floor she was working on, so she blocked people downstairs.
"How could that be? Aunt Yang, you come to see me, I'm too happy to be there." It's not that she is talking nonsense with her eyes open, Yu Zhile is not boasting, her skill is not necessarily worse than Yang Xiaozhen, at most she can't do her pretentiousness. smiley face.
"Then I'm relieved. Let's not stand talking. Auntie invites you to lunch."
How can Yu Zhile have any appetite to eat in the face of this 24k pure and malicious god? But now there is no reason to reject Yang Xiaozhen or tear her face, and the unreasonable one becomes Yu Zhile, so she has to follow Yang Xiaozhen's meaning for the time being and see what kind of ghost she is carrying.
The two found a restaurant nearby and sat down. Yang Xiaozhen shouted "Zhi Le" one by one, and those who didn't know thought that Yu Zhile had a good relationship with her.
"Chile, there are yam in this package, which is good for your health. Order this."
"Chile, have you worked hard? Come on, eat more."
"Chile, the color of your clothes suits your complexion very well. You really have a good eye."
Zheng Zhilan called her Zhile, Gao Bingqi and the others also called her Zhile, and now Yang Xiaozhen also calls her that. In the future, the name "zhile" will probably cause her physical discomfort in a conditioned reflex.
Yang Xiaozhen didn't cut into the theme for a long time, but kept getting close to Yu Zhile. She understood a little why Gao Bingqi had a good relationship with Yang Xiaozhen, and Yu Yanglin was coaxed into obedience again. If she hadn't been reminded by Yu Zihuan, she didn't see her true face when she met Yang Xiaozhen for the first time, and if she met such a gentle, caring, and complimenting elder, it might be like what Yu Zihuan said, she would be scorned. Play around.
"Zhile, I heard Zihuan's father say that you have reached the stage of cohabitation." Halfway through the meal, Yang Xiaozhen's real purpose could not help but emerge, "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, I support you very much. I have further development with Zihuan, and I hope you can become my daughter-in-law. But I think you know more or less about our family, the relationship between Zihuan and his father... "