He was no longer cowardly and stood at the door of the bedroom and smiled at him and asked him for a kiss.

His eyes were shimmering, his lips were bright red, and his breath was soft. His fingertips were even damp in the moisture of the ends of his long hair.

In the ball of clothes she was holding in her arms, there was a small piece of her underwear, with thin straps hanging down, swaying in the shadows.

Zhou Xingyan was completely sure now that there was really nothing inside her.

The light in the bedroom was a little insufficient, like a layer of dim fog, and next to her was a soft big bed.

More than just one kiss.

For a moment, Zhou Xingyan wanted to go over and carry the person up and throw him over.

Grind.

It's not right for people to get any problem.

Zhou Xingyan's eyes were dark, and there was a dryness in his body that could hardly be suppressed and rushed forward.

Xiang Ge pressed his tongue against his teeth and looked at him quietly for a while, the curve of his lips expanded a little bit.

"Okay, forget it if you don't." She turned around, pressed open the bedroom door handle, and said briskly, "What a dream, okay."

Xiangge didn't know whether Zhou Xingyan had a good dream, but she didn't dream of anything good.

Xiang Ge feels that it seems that he hasn't seen anything positive and positive in his dreams that makes people feel happy both physically and mentally for many years.

She still woke up early.

The room had a night of sleepiness, and the pillow and quilt were filled with clean laundry detergent softener. Xiang Ge pulled the quilt over his head and covered his face. He took two deep breaths before he grabbed the quilt and pulled it down. He sat up on the bed and was stunned for a while.

The closer it is to summer, the longer the sky becomes. At five o'clock in the morning, there is already a thin sun rising, and a small part of the curtains at the end of the bed are not pulled. The light is faint, and it looks cold and warm.

Xianggeren slid back into the quilt, bowed his body and curled up, staring at a piece of light-colored wallpaper in the corner of the wall and began a new round of daze.

After a while, she looked up at her watch, pinched the time count, and at 6:55, Xiang Ge buried his head in the quilt again.

Five minutes later, at about seven o'clock, Zhou Xingyan knocked on her door on time.

The sound went from high to low, and it knocked it slowly for a few times, and then fell into silence again.

Xiang Ge ignored it.

Another five minutes passed.

Zhou Xingyan passed through the door: "Xiang Ge, get up."

Xiang Ge still ignored it.

At 7:15, after the knock on the door, it was a slight sound of the door handle being pushed down and pushed into the door.

Zhou Xingyan walked to the window, raised his arms and rattled him twice, first pulled the curtains completely open, then returned to the edge of the bed, lowering his eyes to see the bulging on the bed, and he couldn't find any lump in his head.

There were two pillows on the bed, placed horizontally on the head of the bed, and Xiang Ge pulled the two pillows close to each other, and a depression formed in the middle.

Her head was stuffed into the soft depression, the quilt was pulled high, and her head was covered in it. She could only see the messy hair scattered on the pillow from the quilt.

Zhou Xingyan leaned over, grabbed the edge of the pillow, and pulled the pillow off bit by bit.

Just as he looked at the bulging area on the top of the pile, he slanted to the side bit by bit with his movements.

Zhou Xingyan licked his lips and laughed silently, pulled off the pillow, and watched the round bulge covered in the quilt fall onto the bed.

Then, he pressed the pillow in his hand.

Xiang Ge: "..."

Xiang Ge flew his arms and stretched out the quilt, his head was still covering the quilt, so he had to fumble forward randomly, grab the man's wrist and throw it away.

Zhou Xingyan let go and stood up straight.

Xiang Ge lifted the quilt.

The man squinted his face: "Get up."

"Actually, I woke up very early." Xiang Ge said.

Zhou Xingyan nodded insincerely: "Get up and have breakfast, you can sleep again if you want."

Xiang Ge held up and sat up, thought for a while and said, "I want to eat the sandwich last time. It was already cold when I ate it last time." She recalled the taste, and was still scared, "It's really too bad."

Zhou Xingyan glanced at her and said indifferently: "Is it cold because I got up too early?"

Xiang Ge shook his head: "It's because you suspect that I have a crush on you."

One second.

Three seconds.

Five seconds.

Zhou Xingyan turned around and went out.

Xiang Ge looked at his back and smiled happily.

After she changed her clothes and washed her breakfast, she had almost finished it. Xiang Ge ran into the kitchen and took a look, then took a glass of milk out before she took a good look at his living room.

It was too late when she came back yesterday. She was not idle and tired all day, so she didn't pay much attention to it.

Zhou Xingyan's family looked very consistent with the character of a single ascetic man with a clean obsession with abstinence. The light-toned walls and geometric furniture lines were clear and angular. The white coffee table in front of the gray-white sofa in the living room was placed meticulously. There were huge bookshelfs facing the entire wall, and rows of book spines were neatly painted.

Xiang Ge walked over with a milk cup, his eyes swept through one by one, landing in the penultimate row, and stopped.

The long and neatly arranged rows are much thinner than the books above, and they are colorful, with the title and issue number written on the spine.

It's a magazine.

She took the cover, starting from the first book she just entered this circle a few years ago, to the latest book, all the issue numbers and all kinds of magazines.

Xiang Ge was stunned.

She placed the milk on the edge of a layer on the bookshelf, leaned over slightly, stretched out her fingers, and her fingertips passed through the book in front of her, all the way to the first book in front.

She stopped, pinched the spine and pulled out the magazine.

The girl on the cover was wearing a big red petal skirt, with her red lips and sharp eyes.

Xiang Ge remembered it very clearly that she was dug up at that time and took the cover for the first time.

The magazine was very niche, and she was also very transparent at that time. She was a little newcomer. After filming and going public, she even forgot to send the sample magazine without her share. Later, she went to almost all bookstores and newspaper booths near the campus and finally bought it.

It has been a few years since.

She lowered her head and looked at the magazine in her hand. It was brand new. There was a little slight wear on the edge of the cover. The lower corner was slightly raised, as if to prevent wear. It was glued with transparent tape. It was pasted very carefully and fit tightly, so it was almost impossible to see.

Xiang Ge lowered his head and pulled out the book next to him to read.

Each issue.

There are every issue.

She could even imagine the quiet expression he looked when he bought these magazines, when he was calm and pasted one by one.

Outside the window, the branches and leaves are dense, and sparrows are chirping.

At 7:30 in the morning, the sun was shining brightly. Xiang Ge was facing the huge floor-to-ceiling window in the living room. The light shone in and reflected directly into her eyes, making people's eyes sour and soaring, and they were almost shedding tears.

In my ears were the faint sound from the kitchen, and there was a row of her on the bookshelf in front of me.

From beginning to end, it is like the timeline, spanning several years of time.

It was as if he had never been absent from her life alone in the eight years.

*

Zhou Xingyan left early because he had to go to work. Xiang Ge sat at the dining table with a toast in his mouth and waved at him. He whined for a long time, and said vaguely, "Be careful on the road."

This model has been there before. At that time, he went to school and she was at his house. After so long, Xiangge's business was not unfamiliar.

But as soon as the person left, Xiang Ge whispered again, threw the toast into the plate, and the person grabbed the edge of the table and lay down.

After she finished her breakfast, washed the plates and cups, Gong Mo's phone call happened to come.

Assistant Gong's anger towards Xiang Ge may not have been gone, and his tone was still very cold, and he asked her calmly: "Where are you?"

Xiang Ge lay flat on the bed and kicked his legs, lazily saying, "Ah?"

"You didn't go home last night?"

Xiang Ge's thinking paused for a few seconds before suddenly reacting. She seemed to have a job today.

So Assistant Gong should be making the phone call now at her empty house.

It must be too late to go back now, so Xiang Ge asked Gong Mo to help her turn over her clothes, report the address of Zhou Xingyan's family, and ask her to come and pick her up.

As a result, when Gong Moren arrived, Xiang Ge was stunned.

The woman stood at the door with a expressionless face, holding a big suitcase in her hand. When she saw her open the door, she pushed her in front of her: "The skirt, pants and shoes are all inside. I have brought you a few pieces, and I have also put cosmetics and mouthwash for you."

“…”

Gong Mo suddenly said "ah": "I forgot to put you in the underwear and underwear for changing."

Xiang Ge: "...It's okay, I've brought it myself."
To be continued...