The two let go of each other angrily.
Yu Xiangyang felt a little embarrassed when he heard Cheng Jingmo tell the whole story.
He had always sworn in front of Xiang Nian that he could not fall in love with the people in their dormitory, but now he had an idea.
Cheng Jingmo comforted him, "I've already guessed it, so don't feel embarrassed. I don't think much of you anyway."
Yu Xiangyang said irritably: "Get out, I don't want to see you!"
Cheng Jingmo: "I don't want to see you either!"
Having said that, the next day was still gray, so the two of them went for a run together.
After breakfast, Yu Xiangyang looked at the time. The bookstore should be open, so he went out.
It was too cold in the morning and there was no one in the store. Wen Qiuning was sitting in front of the store basking in the sun, reading with a book in his hand.
Yu Xiangyang saw Wen Qiuning from a distance, and the scene in his dream could not help but appear in his mind.
He cursed secretly to himself, parked the bicycle, and stood there for a while. He didn't walk over until those scenes disappeared and he dared to face Wen Qiuning.
Wen Qiuning lowered her head slightly and looked attentively until a pair of long legs came into view.
The moment she raised her head and saw clearly who was coming, she stood up immediately and curved the corners of her mouth at the same time, "Yu Xiangyang, you are back!" There was a rare excitement in her voice.
Under the morning light, those eyes also became warm. The eyes looking at him were full of joy and heat. The thick eyelashes were clearly defined. Every time he blinked, it was like a feather caressing his heart, a kind of saying no. The throbbing that came out spread throughout the heart.
Yu Xiangyang smiled instantly, and his heart felt warm. He felt that Wen Qiuning must also want to see him.
But after only three seconds of thinking like this, he rejected his idea.
The morning sun was obscured by a dark cloud, the warmth in her eyes was fleeting, and the smile on her face quickly disappeared.
Wen Qiuning moved the chair she was sitting on just now in front of Yu Xiangyang's legs, "Sit down and I'll pour you a cup of hot water."
Yu Xiangyang looked at the straight back and frowned.
Wen Qiuning handed the vat filled with hot water to Yu Xiangyang, and Yu Xiangyang held the vat with both hands to warm his hands.
Wen Qiuning took a chair and sat across from Yu Xiangyang to bask in the sun together. Her eyes fell on his hands that were red from the cold, blankly.
Yu Xiangyang had nothing to say, so he asked knowingly, "Have you received the fruit?"
"Thank you." Wen Qiuning raised his eyes, looking past Yu Xiangyang and looking not far away, "Don't give me anything in the future."
Yu Xiangyang was confused, "What? Isn't it delicious?"
Wen Qiuning said quietly: "Friendship between friends does not require giving those things."
Yu Xiangyang's heart twitched inexplicably and it hurt a little. He said with some difficulty, "It's not normal to give something between friends."
"Reciprocity is a given," Wen Qiuning said, "but I have nothing to give you."
Yu Xiangyang blurted out, "I don't want anything from you."
Wen Qiuning looked back and looked at him squarely, "I know you gave me those things just out of your kindness, but your kindness burdened me, so please don't give me anything again in the future."
Yu Xiangyang: "..."
I haven't seen Wen Qiuning for a while, why does it feel like she has returned to the way she used to be, repelling people thousands of miles away.
Yu Xiangyang's good mood when he arrived was instantly gone, and he was even a little irritable.
He fed the dog with such kindness!
A customer came just at this time. Wen Qiuning stood up to greet the customer. Before taking a step, he said lightly, "Yu Xiangyang, go back quickly. It's so cold, so you don't need to come see me."
At this moment, Yu Xiangyang really felt cold, as if the cold wind from all directions was pouring into his clothes, passing through his skin, freezing his heart.
When Wen Qiuning sent the customer out, there were only two empty chairs at the door, and a vat of hot water was placed on one of the chairs.
The hot water should have cooled down, and there is no steam coming out in such a cold weather.
Wen Qiuning looked into the distance. There were many pedestrians walking on the street, most of them covered their faces tightly, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed.
And Yu Xiangyang didn't even wear a scarf just now.
The man who had forgotten to bring his scarf when he went out felt the power of the cold wind. His scalp, ears, face, hands and other exposed areas felt as if they had been scratched by a knife, and they were so cold that they hurt.
It was obviously not that cold when we came here just now.
The tip of his nose was red, he sucked in the snot that was about to flow out, and said to himself, "If you can, be colder!"
A gust of cold wind blew, and Yu Xiangyang shivered coldly. He shrank his neck and cursed: "I just said one thing, and you still mean it!"
Back home, Yu Xiangnian and Lin Ye hadn't gotten up yet, and Cheng Jingmo and his three children were building blocks.
"Are you crying?" Cheng Jingmo asked in shock, looking at Yu Xiangyang's red nose and eyes.
"Why should I cry?!" Yu Xiangyang rubbed his face vigorously with both hands, "Go outside and take a look and see if you cry!"
"I didn't let you go out for a walk." Cheng Jingmo said.
"I'm a bitch! That's enough!" Yu Xiangyang said angrily and went back to the room.
Xiaojie watched the door being slammed shut and said worriedly: "Uncle, I feel like Uncle Xiangyang went in and cried covering his hands with the quilt."
Cheng Jingmo thought for a moment, "Let him cry."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door suddenly opened again.
"Cheng Jingmo, come in!" Yu Xiangyang ordered.
Cheng Jingmo raised his eyebrows and said to Xiaojie, "Keep an eye on your younger brothers and sisters."
In the room, Yu Xiangyang was wrapped in a quilt and sitting on the edge of the bed, with only one face exposed, and angrily told what happened just now.
"You said, last time I brought her durian and banana, she was very happy, but if this is the case this time, can I not be angry?!"
Cheng Jingmo's focus was on durian and banana, "How did you bring her durian and banana?"
Yu Xiangyang was successfully led astray by him and told how he struggled to put durians and bananas into boxes.
Cheng Jingmo suddenly realized, "No wonder I always felt like you smelled like shit during that time."
"You can't smell the banana?"
"Maybe the durian flavor is too strong, covering up the banana flavor."
The two discussed the matter of durians and bananas for a while before turning to the main topic.
"What's your analysis?" Yu Xiangyang asked.
He seemed to have regarded Cheng Jingmo as a relationship consultant, but he forgot that Cheng Jingmo was also a rookie in relationships.
Cheng Jingmo said seriously, "She doesn't like to eat the fruit this time. You just said that she likes to eat durian the most. From this, it can be concluded that she likes to eat sweet fruits and does not like to eat sour ones."
Yu Xiangnian is like this. If he cooks fish and shrimps that she likes, she will hug him and kiss him happily. If he cooks bitter melon, chrysanthemum and the like that she hates, she will get angry.
Hearing what Cheng Jingmo said, Yu Xiangyang also suddenly became enlightened.
His face cleared away the gloom just now and revealed a smile, "When the durians are ripe, I will bring her more!"
