More than a dozen men came in one after another, as well as several village cadres. Qi Yu looked familiar, but there were more that he didn't recognize. They were in suits and leather shoes, and the place was dark. In an instant, several rooms inside and outside were filled.
Just like the dark clouds in the sky outside, they can make people breathless.
Qi Yu wanted to leave, but it was raining heavily outside.
I wanted to borrow rain gear from Zheng Chunzhi, but I saw that she was busy greeting the guests. I couldn't help but made trouble, so I couldn't bear to say anything.
Cheng Jinan stood in the room blowing his hair and looked at her through the glass window.
Qi Yu was wearing an outdated floral shirt and jeans, with his hair casually tied into a bun and no makeup on his face.
It was completely different from the carefully crafted dress he wore during the previous two meetings. It felt a bit like hibiscus coming out of clear water.
Standing at the door, the whole room seemed to light up.
The men sitting or standing inside glanced this way intentionally or unintentionally.
Cheng Jinnan put down the hair dryer and walked straight out of the inner room.
He straightened his body and thrust there, cutting off the coveting eyes behind him.
Qi Yu stared at him warily.
Cheng Jinnan leaned against the door, took a cigarette from the cigarette case and lit it in his mouth.
Neither of them seemed to have the intention to speak.
Outside there was a steady sound of rain, and inside the house men were talking.
Only the two people standing by the door were as quiet as if time had stopped.
The cigarette between his fingers was about to burn out. He lightly knocked the ashes twice and said softly: "Have you ever heard of a poem? Wind and rain bring people, and wind and rain keep people."
Qi Yu pursed his lips and looked at him with a strange look.
At the end, she suddenly nodded and said with a smile: "I heard it, and I also know that the next sentence is, say goodbye with a hasty cup and plate, and the wind and rain urge people to go."
After saying this, she stopped smiling, turned around and went in to look for Zheng Chunzhi, deciding to leave here as soon as possible, even if she got soaked in the water again, it didn't matter.
Zheng Chunzhi hurriedly hit her on the back of the head. She didn't take Qi Yu as an outsider and asked her to help her go to the kitchen to boil water and make tea before she could speak.
Qi Yu entered the kitchen, and Cheng Jinan followed him unhurriedly. He watched her take a full pot of water and put it on the stove to boil, then turned around to find tea.
Zheng Chunzhi's family does not have the habit of drinking tea. The tea can is on the top layer of the cupboard.
Qi Yu was not tall enough, so he stood on tiptoes and stretched out his arms to get it. The hem of his shirt opened a corner with the movement, revealing a small section of snow-white and soft waist, which shook Cheng Jinnan's mind.
The Adam's apple rolled up and down. He put out the cigarette and walked over, reaching out to support her waist.
The man's hand had clear joints and there was a slight coolness in the palm, but she pushed him away violently as if she had been burned. She was shocked and angry. She did not dare to question loudly, so she could only lower her voice: "Cheng Jinnan, What are you going to do? This is at someone else's house."
He took the tea can and pushed it in front of her, and he also came closer.
"Well, not at other people's homes. Tonight, I'll go to your home."
He said it very softly, but like a thunder, it exploded in Qi Yu's mind.
After a while, she came to her senses and said angrily: "I, I didn't mean that!"
"That's what I meant."
"Is the water boiling?" Zheng Chunzhi rolled up her sleeves and entered the kitchen.
Qi Yu hurriedly retreated to the stove, wishing to stay as far away from him as possible, "It'll be fine soon."
Zheng Chunzhi noticed that Cheng Jinnan was also there, and hurriedly invited people to sit in the room, fearing that the kitchen would be dirty and dirty to this noble guest.
Cheng Jinnan cleared his throat, tapped his fingers on the table twice, and said to Qi Yu, "Hurry up, I'm thirsty."
This bossy attitude made it clear that he was treating himself as a servant.
Qi Yu was angry and blurted out his sarcastic words: "Drink when you are thirsty. If you want to burn yourself to death, no one will stop you."
Cheng Jinnan looked at her appearance, but he wasn't angry at all. He smiled and went out.
