Over the past two days, Zhou Qingyan's impression of her was that she was a delicate but energetic little girl.
She always had a smile on her face and looked happy.
Now seeing her crying uncontrollably, Zhou Qingyan froze.
He had never coaxed anyone before, and he finally made someone cry even more.
He was at a loss for a moment and could only take out a tissue from the bedside table and hand it to her.
"Thank you... thank you. I really didn't mean to cry. This is the first time someone has applied medicine to me. It's the first time someone has asked me if it hurts. Oooh, ooh, I can't control my tears. I obviously don't want to cry... …”
Gu Jiaojiao's eyes were red from crying, and her nose was also red. Big tears fell from her eyes and fell on Zhou Qingyan's hands and body.
Zhou Qingyan's heart actually felt a little sour. He had a very good memory. Gu Jiaojiao once said that it was the first time someone ate with her, the first time someone gave her flowers, and now the first time someone painted her with paint. medicine.
He couldn't help but think divergently, because she was an orphan? That's why I'm always alone.
Zhou Qingyan is not someone who comforts others. Even though he is not at peace in his heart, he remains silent.
Gu Jiaojiao regarded him as a qualified audience and opened up the conversation: "In the past twenty years, I have had family but it seems like I don't have any. They have never cared about me. I am a transparent person that everyone in the family ignores." people……"
"I don't have any friends either because I hardly go out..."
Gu Jiaojiao shed tears as she spoke. She also counted her fingers to Zhou Qing one by one: "The first time someone carried me to the hospital, the first time I ate with someone, the first time someone gave me... I’ll apply the medicine, Mr. Zhou, you are such a good man.”
Zhou Qingyan had been listening silently, feeling her tears on his hands, as if they were filled with a lot of grievances and unwillingness.
He slowly raised his hand and touched her head. Seeing that she was crying and hiccupping, he put his hand on her back and comforted her silently.
The two of them sat side by side on the bed. Gu Jiaojiao followed his strength and leaned on his shoulder. After leaning closer, she asked with a nasal voice: "Can you lean on me for a while?"
Zhou Qingyan said "hmm" in a low voice.
The room became quiet except for the occasional sniffing sound of Gu Jiaojiao.
When Gu Jiaojiao cried like this, the fragrance on her body became stronger.
Zhou Qingyan sat for a long time and felt that the girl on his shoulder had completely quieted down. He turned around and saw that she was actually asleep.
Zhou Qingyan gently supported her and put her on the bed with half an arm around her shoulders. His movements were very gentle and gentle. After putting her down, he carefully covered her with a quilt.
Although he was already sleepy, Zhou Qingyan didn't want to sleep. Instead, he went to the balcony to smoke a cigarette and waited for the smell to dissipate before returning to the room and lying down.
After this time, the two got along more naturally, and the atmosphere between them became more and more ambiguous.
During the day, when Zhou Qingyan went to class, Gu Jiaojiao would walk him to the door and cheer him on, telling him that he had worked hard.
At noon, I would also send him a message asking if he had eaten, what he had eaten, etc.
In the afternoon, she began to think about how to cook more delicious food using her mobile phone.
Zhou Qingyan would go to the flower shop every day after get off work and bring back a bouquet of flowers, sometimes small white daisies, sometimes roses of various colors.
Every time she saw him coming back with flowers, Gu Jiaojiao would smile broadly.
After dinner, the two of them will go for a walk together. They have walked through this large community in the past few days. Many people in the community who went out for a walk at night also remembered this good-looking couple.
Yes, in the eyes of outsiders, they were a newly married couple. Some very talkative people even came to ask them if they had just moved here not long after they got married.
Gu Jiaojiao's face instantly turned red. She looked at Zhou Qingyan embarrassedly and wanted to explain, but he held her hand.
Gu Jiaojiao's face turned redder.
In addition, there are many more beautiful scenery photos on her mobile phone, most of which are sunsets that change every day and mountains not far away.
In the evening, Zhou Qingyan was also used to Gu Jiaojiao sitting next to him reading a book or checking her cell phone while he was working, and then they would go back to the bedroom together when he was done.
The two of them were used to chatting for a while before going to bed. Although Gu Jiaojiao talked more and Zhou Qingyan talked less every time, there would no longer be a cold moment between them.
In the past few days, Gu Jiaojiao had revealed some of her mysteries to him, half-truthfully and half-falsely revealing to him her family and the difficulties of being alone in the past.
When she said this, she never broke down emotionally again, and her voice was very calm, as if she had already accepted it all.
Friday came in a blink of an eye. In the afternoon, Gu Jiaojiao received a message from Zhou Qingyan: [There is a dinner party at school. You don’t have to cook for me tonight. I will go back later. 】
Gu Jiaojiao: [Okay~]
Gu Jiaojiao pulled her lips and smiled. Zhou Qingyan had become accustomed to reporting his itinerary to her.
The two really look like a newlywed couple.
………
After eight o'clock in the evening, Zhou Qingyan finally came back, smelling of alcohol.
"Mr. Zhou, have you been drinking?" The smell of alcohol became stronger when Gu Jiaojiao came closer to get him a bag.
Zhou Qingyan changed his shoes and moved slower than usual, "I drank two drinks."
Gu Jiaojiao saw that he was not standing very steadily, so she took his arm and helped him to sit on the sofa, and asked him: "How did you drive back when you were drunk?"
"We've hired a driver."
He was not a very good drinker, and he basically didn't drink. Today, he thought that Gu Jiaojiao would be going home tomorrow, and he felt a little depressed. Someone happened to be toasting him, so he drank two glasses.
He still drank fruit wine, but the wine had a strong stamina and his head ached a little.
Gu Jiaojiao went to the kitchen to make him a cup of honey water and brought it out: "Mr. Zhou, let's have a cup of honey water."
Zhou Qingyan took it and drank it all in one gulp, "Thank you."
Gu Jiaojiao smiled and approached him: "Let me massage your head~"
Gu Jiaojiao knelt down beside him, straightened her upper body, and moved her white and tender hands closer to Zhou Qingyan, and finally placed them on his temple.
Zhou Qingyan's body was a little stiff, the two were too close, and he could feel her breath falling on his face.
And the scent of her body dominated his sense of smell.
As Gu Jiaojiao moved, their bodies touched from time to time.
Zhou Qingyan only felt that the alcohol was getting to her head. Not only her head, but also there was something wrong there.
He used his strong self-control to divert the unbearable thoughts from his mind and focused on her face.
She looked serious and focused, with only his reflection in her eyes.
The feeling is addictive.
"Mr. Zhou, are you feeling better?" Gu Jiaojiao stopped and asked him.
"much better."
Gu Jiaojiao smiled and wanted to get up and pour him another glass of honey water, but she lost her balance and fell directly into Zhou Qingyan's arms.
With the warm fragrant nephrite in her arms, Zhou Qingyan felt even more drunk and her heart became more and more hot.
"Mr. Zhou..." Gu Jiaojiao raised her pretty little face to look at him, her fox eyes slightly raised at this time, with a hint of charm.
Zhou Qingyan didn't want to endure it anymore, there was nothing he couldn't get!
He stretched out his long arms to wrap around Gu Jiaojiao's slender waist and leaned forward. His target was her red lips.
