After Escaping Marriage [GL]

Yu Qingtang looked down at the ground under her feet, not knowing what she was thinking.

Cheng Zhanxi didn't ask any further. She pushed the cart over and asked softly, "Let's go buy vegetables?"

Yu Qingtang gave an "um" and raised her eyes, but there was nothing unusual in her expression.

Vegetables can't be kept fresh. It's better to buy them now. Cheng Zhanxi picked a handful of small greens, a handful of shepherd's purse, and a small pumpkin, which looked very sweet.

Cheng Zhanxi held a small golden pumpkin in his palm, and asked Yu Qingtang with a smile, "Do you want to drink soup or stir-fry?"

Yu Qingtang pursed her lips and said nothing.

It's not that she doesn't want to answer, it's more like she doesn't know which one to answer.

Cheng Zhanxi smiled, asked himself and answered, "Let me cook pumpkin rice for you. This kind of little pumpkin is just right. Has Teacher Yu ever eaten pumpkin rice?"

Yu Qingtang shook her head, her eyes lit up slightly.

"I'll give you a taste of the chef's craftsmanship later." Cheng Zhanxi put the round little pumpkin into the cart.

Cheng Zhanxi picked some fresh fruit again. She took Yu Qingtang around the vegetable and fruit area. Even if there was nothing to buy later, she walked slowly and asked Yu Qingtang what she liked and didn't like to eat, although Yu Qingtang answered in the same way, "I still have nothing to buy." "Okay" and "it's fine" didn't surprise her.

Leave the fruit and vegetable area and go to the dazzling shelves to pick up snacks.

Yu Qingtang didn't hold Cheng Zhanxi's arm anymore, she walked half a step behind Cheng Zhanxi and reached out and grabbed a corner of her clothes. It's like a very small child who has made mistakes after following the adults.

Cheng Zhanxi's footsteps paused indiscernibly, and seeing her silent expression from the corner of the eye, her heart suddenly surged with sourness, which almost made her eyes turn red.

She felt that she had done something wrong, and why was she so anxious to make her recognize the difference between a friend and a lover.

Now she doesn't even dare to approach her recklessly.

Obviously you can take your time, right?

Cheng Zhanxi slowed down, calmed down, stopped in front of the yogurt refrigerated shelf, tried his best to keep his voice inaudible, and said, "Don't Mr. Yu want to buy yogurt?"

Yu Qingtang took his eyes back from Cheng Zhanxi's back and said "um".

She let go of the hand holding Cheng Zhanxi's clothes, picked up a bottle from the shelf, glanced at the production date, and put it into the cart.

"Don't Mr. Yu have a preferred brand?"

"no."

"Then I recommend one for you?"

"..."

Cheng Zhanxi put the bottle of fresh milk back, picked up another brand, and said, "This one, it tastes good." She smiled and looked at Yu Qingtang, "What do you think?"

Yu Qingtang didn't feel anything, it was the same, so he nodded indifferently.

It was only after Cheng Zhanxi skillfully completed this series of operations that an idea emerged in her mind: Teacher Cheng really seems to be a salesman, and she is the one who is obligated to sell without taking any commission.

Yu Qingtang still needs to buy bread, but she is used to going to the bakery. Anyway, she doesn't have to eat it tonight, and she can buy it on the way after school tomorrow.

Before entering the snack area, Cheng Zhanxi rearranged the existing items in the cart, leaving more than half of the space vacated.

Yu Qingtang glanced at it and felt that it was too exaggerated.

Cheng Zhanxi led the soldier Yu Qingtang into the battlefield like a general leading the army. Yu Qingtang didn't go to the supermarket except to buy necessities. For the first time, she knew that there were so many kinds of snacks.

This is still on the shelf, more online.

Seaweed, potato chips, shrimp strips, dried meat, shredded squid, figs, braised duck feet, beef tendon, shredded beef...

The empty space in the cart was filled little by little, and it was almost level with the edge after Cheng Zhanxi put in four boxes of pocky with different flavors.

Yu Qingtang said, "It's alright."

Cheng Zhanxi straightened up, holding a pack of Weilong spicy sticks in his hand.

Yu Qingtang: "..."

Cheng Zhanxi threw the spicy sticks into the cart, clapped his hands, and said with a smile, "Okay, I'll buy it after eating."

The two stood in front of the shelves, beside them were full carts.

"I'm so tired." Cheng Zhanxi half sighed and half coquettishly put his hands on Yu Qingtang's shoulders, leaned forward, put his chin on her shoulders, and hung it on her to rest.

Yu Qingtang's body was slightly stiff, with both hands hanging by her side.

Cheng Zhanxi poured a little more weight on her body, Yu Qingtang was unsteady, and had to take a small step back, wrapping her arms around her waist and making her a humanoid pillow.

Cheng Zhanxi rested for a while, still looking a little tired, she pinched her brows and said, "Mr. Yu, can you help me push the car for a while?"

Of course Yu Qingtang agreed.

Cheng Zhanxi was pushing the cart along the way. She wanted to help but couldn't find the opportunity. Cheng Zhanxi took over the whole job very naturally.

On the way to the cashier, Yu Qingtang pushed the cart with both hands, and Cheng Zhanxi walked beside her, holding the fabric of her left arm windbreaker with one hand, which was a different kind of hand in hand, while the other hand held her clothes from time to time. Collar, hooking loose ear hair.

Coincidentally, I met the couple at the counter, and they were the first two in the line.

Cheng Zhanxi and the tall woman looked at each other and smiled, and their eyes fell on the faces of the women beside them.

Yu Qingtang is letting go.

The queue gradually shortened, Cheng Zhanxi came to the cashier counter, took out all the goods inside, pushed the cart out, and let Yu Qingtang go out with him, waiting outside the counter.

"Need a plastic bag?" The cashier skillfully scanned the barcode of the product.

"Yes, thank you."

Everything was packed in big plastic bags, there were two in total. Yu Qingtang went to pick up the one that contained pork ribs and other meat, vegetables and fruits, and his arms and shoulders were dragged down.

Cheng Zhanxi smiled, took it from her hand, took out the milk in another plastic bag and held it in his hand, motioning her to lift it lightly.

Yu Qingtang didn't try to be stubborn, she brought up the one full of snacks, she reached out to Cheng Zhanxi: "Give me the milk."

Cheng Zhanxi handed it back to her.

The two of them stayed in the supermarket for more than half an hour, took out the stored bags and left the supermarket. It was almost dark outside, the street lights were on, the streets were full of traffic, and the neon lights were flashing.

Cheng Zhanxi found the old woman selling water chestnuts on the high and low steps. The street lamp came from behind and hit her obliquely, hitting the basket made of bamboo strips in front of her, casting a shadow.

There are still six or seven catties of water chestnuts left in the basket, four catties of water chestnuts that have been cut, and the rest are all skinned.

Cheng Zhanxi asked for it all, and the advance payment was enough. She didn't ask for change, but the old grandmother refused. She took out a handful of crumpled change from her pocket and counted eighteen yuan and five to her, and she was still anxious. Speaking in dialect.

Yu Qingtang translated for her next to her: "She said, if you don't accept her, you won't leave, and you can't take advantage of good-hearted people."

Cheng Zhanxi had no choice but to accept it, squatted down to help the old grandma tidy up the stall, helped her to get up, and watched her walk into the vast night with a bamboo basket on her back.

Cheng Zhanxi had already carried a heavy bag, and there were seven more catties of water chestnuts.

Yu Qingtang: "How about we go back to the supermarket and call for home delivery?"

Cheng Zhanxi shook his head: "No, it's only a few minutes away, and I'll be there in a while. I'm still waiting to cook."

She raised her chin to Yu Qingtang, motioned her to move forward, put her heels on her back, and walked towards the house side by side.

For Cheng Zhanxi, the heavy things are not too heavy, but the plastic bag handle makes her fingers hurt. Both her hands are things, and she cannot change hands in the middle. She can only let each finger be within the maximum range of motion. Sections take turns.

She sighed softly in her heart, feeling amused again.

She would never buy so many things when she went to the supermarket alone, especially snacks. She usually eats very little, but she is used to stocking up some so that she doesn't have it when she wants to.

Now that she has Yu Qingtang, one of her pleasures is to keep feeding, and Yu Qingtang seems to like her feeding.

Cheng Zhanxi calmly flexed his sore knuckles and held his breath.

... Next time, you must be restrained and buy a little less.

She was trying to distract herself from the pain in her fingers, but suddenly her left hand was empty, and Yu Qingtang took the plastic bag containing water chestnuts.

Yu Qingtang said calmly, "I'll come."

Just by the light of the street lamp, you can see that Cheng Zhanxi's fair knuckles are red, which is in sharp contrast with the skin on the back of his hand and wrist.

Cheng Zhanxi hurriedly said, "No need."

Yu Qingtang gave her a look she couldn't refuse, and Cheng Zhanxi's half-stretched hand stopped in the air.

Cheng Zhanxi took it back and said with a smile, "Okay, then give it to me at the gate of the community."

Yu Qingtang didn't speak, and walked forward.

Cheng Zhanxi stood still and exhaled softly.

Yu Qingtang's stern look just now made her feel so excited, she couldn't help but want to obey her domination, does she have a tendency to tremble?

The corners of Cheng Zhanxi's lips ticked upwards, and quickly chased after him.

Building 19.

The lady at the front desk on the first floor: "Good evening, both of you."

"Good evening." The two said in unison.

Cheng Zhanxi took out a red Fuji apple for her from the plastic pocket, put it on the table, and said, "Happy Tuesday."

The lady at the front desk laughed so hard that she could not see her teeth but her eyes: "Miss Cheng too." She looked at Yu Qingtang, who was sinking beside her, and hurriedly added, "Miss Yu too."

Anyway, she swallowed "I wish the two of you a good relationship for a hundred years" in time. Although the two are lovers, marriage is not necessarily the pursuit of lovers. Now that more and more people are not married, it is better not to say anything wrong.

Yu Qingtang nodded and stepped forward.

The two entered the elevator together and went up to the 21st floor. Yu Qingtang did not go back to the opposite side, but went directly to 2102.

Cheng Zhanxi entered the door and put things away, called Yu Qingtang to sit first, went to the kitchen to wash a pear for her, peeled and cut it and handed it over, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "I hope Teacher Yu has a good day."

Yu Qingtang looked slightly startled, Fang reacted to what Cheng Zhanxi said to the front desk downstairs.

An unwashed apple, a washed and cut pear, on Tuesdays and every day, Yu Qingtang was actually not unhappy. She walked fast just because she wanted to put things down earlier, but it did not prevent her from feeling slightly elevated.

Yu Qingtang forked a piece with a fork, raised his hand, and hesitated for a moment before handing it to Cheng Zhanxi's lips.

The way the couple got along definitely reminded her. She and Cheng Zhanxi are no longer six or seven years old, and they can no longer be as close as they were when they were children. Time does not leave no traces, what has changed is changed. No matter how you live in memory, you must face reality.

Cheng Zhanxi is a mature woman who is about to celebrate her twenty-seventh birthday.

She shouldn't... face her with a seven-year-old attitude.

Yu Qingtang slowly retracted her hand, saying it was too late, Cheng Zhanxi bent down, opened his mouth and took the pear flesh on the fork.

"Delicious." She rolled her eyes, held Yu Qingtang's hand, forked the pear in the fruit bowl, and put a piece in her mouth.

The sweet juice filled her mouth, Yu Qingtang's hand was caught by her, looking at the woman's smiling bright eyes, the sweetness seemed not only in her taste buds, but also in her heart.

she……

There was only such a word in Yu Qingtang's mind, but his feelings were stronger than any time he thought of Cheng Zhanxi's full name.

She twisted her knuckles, turned her backhand out, and clasped Cheng Zhanxi's hand. The fork fell on the plate and dinged softly.

Yu Qingtang was awakened from the short-lived chaos, and then looked at Cheng Zhanxi's white jade flawless face, who was so close that he could see his eyelashes, his pupils shrank.

Cheng Zhanxi stepped back and asked, "Mr. Yu?"

Yu Qingtang's expression flashed a trace of panic: "No."

Cheng Zhanxi began to talk nonsense seriously: "Do you have an opinion on me?"

Yu Qingtang panicked even more: "No!"

Cheng Zhanxi: "Why don't you even feed me pears? Do you want to eat alone?"

Yu Qingtang: "..."

She picked up the fruit plate and forked a piece for Cheng Zhanxi.

Cheng Zhanxi turned his head arrogantly: "Hmph, it's too late."

Yu Qingtang put down the fruit bowl and turned her head helplessly with both hands. Cheng Oscar's folk actress Zhan Xi raised her face, but didn't look at her.

"Humph!"

According to the logic of love, here Yu Qingtang should pick up the pear flesh and feed her mouth to mouth.

The current progress is impossible, but it is not important, Cheng Zhanxi has been greatly satisfied in the brain supplement.

Yu Qingtang was helpless when Cheng Zhanxi laughed suddenly, reached out and pinched her ear, Yu Qingtang lowered her eyes obediently, and let her play back and forth.

Rubbing the woman's small auricle to the point of redness, Cheng Zhanxi retracted his hand and said with a smile, "I'm going to the kitchen to cook, do you want to come with me?"

She was the same for a while, Yu Qingtang was afraid that she would have new tricks, so she agreed quickly: "Okay."

Cheng Zhanxi suddenly lengthened his voice and said, "Sister Yu, I'm tired..." Accompanied by the gesture of reaching out to hug with both hands.

Since Yu Qingtang's mental age in her mind is getting younger and younger, she has rarely called Yu Qingtang that way.

Yu Qingtang looked strange.

When she was in the countryside before, Cheng Zhanxi called her "sister".

Cheng Zhanxi: "?"

Before she could figure out why, Yu Qingtang hugged her, the corners of her lips upturned.

She suddenly realized that this is her sister in her arms.

Holding almost, Yu Qingtang patted her on the back lightly and said, "Are you cooking?"

Cheng Zhanxi rested her chin on her shoulder and blinked in shock.

Got a real sister? !

Yu Qingtang's voice was unknowingly soft: "If you don't go, it will be too late." She said and led Cheng Zhanxi to stand up.

Cheng Zhanxi was led to the kitchen by her in a daze.

The ingredients for cooking had already been brought to the kitchen counter. Seeing that she was so lost, Yu Qingtang simply picked up the little golden pumpkin, turned on the faucet, washed it under water, and asked, "What should I do with the pumpkin?"

Cheng Zhanxi replied subconsciously, "Clean and slice."

Yu Qingtang nodded: "Okay."

She skillfully washed away the dirt on the pumpkin, her thin white fingers wrapped the water flow, the joints were clear, the profile of her face was focused, and her thin lips were lightly pursed, which was pleasing to the eye.

Cheng Zhanxi watched for a while, and scooped out a cup of rice from the cabinet.

Yu Qingtang used a kitchen knife to remove the pumpkin skin and cut everything into two on the cutting board.

"Thick or thin?" she asked.

Cheng Zhanxi just took the water to wash the rice, looked sideways, and said, "thin, you don't need to be too thin, you need to fry it in the pot."

Yu Qingtang understood, took up the kitchen knife, and cut the pumpkin slices into evenly thick slices.

Her movements are quick and quick, and her reaction speed is completely different from her usual reaction speed.

"Dice the pork belly, the meat is in the bag on your left."

Cheng Zhanxi put the cleaned rice aside for later use, and went outside to bring out the dried scallops soaked in the refrigerator.

Cheng Zhanxi personally came to serve the pot.

After the pot is hot, pour a small amount of oil into it, pour in the diced pork belly, the aroma of the meat bursts out in the pot, then add the shallots and stir-fry.

The hood is humming.

Cheng Zhanxi turned back, raised his voice and said, "Mr. Yu, wait for me outside."

As soon as the voice fell, her eyes were occupied by a touch of light green.

Yu Qingtang came over with the apron, Cheng Zhanxi turned down the fire, raised his hands high, and asked Yu Qingtang to put the apron on for her. Yu Qingtang stood in front of her, wrapped her hands behind her waist, and flexibly tied a slipknot with her long fingers.

She raised her head from Cheng Zhanxi's shoulder, and her ears brushed the woman's soft lips inadvertently.

Yu Qingtang's knuckles clenched tightly, and he stood up straight as if nothing had happened, avoiding Cheng Zhanxi's gaze from above his head and retreating to the distance just now.

She didn't leave the kitchen for fear that she would be thinking wildly.

She focused her attention on the pot.

Cheng Zhanxi placed the soaked scallops and dried shrimps, added oil, soy sauce and cooking wine, and fry them. Then pour in the chopped pumpkin slices, washed rice, and stir fry evenly.

A tempting aroma emanates from the pot.

Put this pot into the rice cooker, add water to cover, and set to cook.

Cheng Zhanxi turned around and looked at Yu Qingtang.

Yu Qingtang's heartbeat suddenly missed a beat.

Cheng Zhanxi watched her come step by step, her eyes were bottomless, and the alarm bell rang in Yu Qingtang's mind.

Yu Qingtang hurried to the door of 2102. She didn't know the reason for the sudden panic and shortness of breath. It vaguely pointed to an answer she subconsciously didn't want to face.

Facing the dark brown iron door, Yu Qingtang calmed down quietly for a while, then turned around.

Cheng Zhanxi was not behind.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

After saying that it was good to fight, Yu Qingtang basically stayed outside except for the pumpkin and pork belly at the beginning.

After saying hello to Cheng Zhanxi, she went back to 2101 and closed her eyes in the cold living room of her house.

【The meal is ready】

The phone vibrated on the coffee table, and Cheng Zhanxi sent her a message.

Yu Qingtang washed his face with cold water, got up and went to the opposite side.

The dishes that Yu Qingtang ordered in advance were placed on the table: sweet and sour short ribs, boiled shrimp, stir-fried vegetables, tomato and egg soup, decorated with various colors and full of fragrance.

The pumpkin rice has been simmered, stir it a little, and the rice grains are coated with soft and glutinous pumpkin, the color is golden, the scallops and shrimp skins bring out the salty aroma of seafood, and the sweetness of the pumpkin is intertwined in the air, making people smell the index finger. move.

Yu Qingtang took the chopsticks that Cheng Zhanxi handed over from the opposite side, and took a bite. In Cheng Zhanxi's expectant eyes, Yu Qingtang opened a very shallow smile and said softly, "It's delicious."

Cheng Zhanxi also laughed: "I'll make you something else next time, such as water chestnut rice? But we have to wait for the water chestnut to mature next summer, and porridge is also delicious."

Cheng Zhanxi's shadow was reflected in Yu Qingtang's eyes, her eyes curled up and she said, "Okay."

Cheng Zhanxi put a piece of spareribs for her, the amber is shiny and the sugar color is attractive.

Yu Qingtang took it with a bowl.

"You eat too."

Cheng Zhanxi said "um" and peeled a shrimp for her.

Yu Qingtang tried every dish and gave a "delicious" evaluation, so Cheng Zhanxi moved his chopsticks to eat by himself.

Cheng Zhanxi pays attention to not talking at the dinner table, while Yu Qingtang doesn't like to talk too much. The meal was quiet and warm.

Yu Qingtang's eating movement was slow, and Cheng Zhanxi slowed down cooperatively. There were tiny floating dust in the air, which looked like light spots under the light, but those spots were not as bright as Yu Qingtang's in front of her eyes.

Cheng Zhanxi had never liked someone so much that she couldn't tell the reason.

When she meets Yu Qingtang, it is like impressionism meets light.

It is the romance of Monet's painting of "Sunrise" in the Havre port.

She was deeply addicted to this feeling.

"I'm going to wash the dishes." After Yu Qingtang finished eating, he picked up the dishes as always.

"Okay." Cheng Zhanxi followed her, looked at her back, looked at the corners of her clothes raised, and his heart was filled with infinite tenderness.

She propped her face on the side of her hand, and looked at the direction of the kitchen softly, not moving for a long time.

Yu Qingtang came out of the kitchen, Cheng Zhanxi put his hand down, put it on his lips, and coughed softly, for fear of revealing the too strong affection in his eyes.

"Go out for a walk?" Cheng Zhanxi suggested gently.

Yu Qingtang shook her head.

"Then you strolled around the house for a while?"

nod.

"I..." Cheng Zhanxi pointed in the direction of the kitchen, looked at Yu Qingtang and couldn't help but raised her eyebrows, cleared her throat again before she could continue speaking, she said, "I'm going to have a face-to-face, prepare for the evening. Make some dumplings."

"Have you finished eating last time?"

"There's still a little bit left. I'll pack some other stuffing. Give me the water chestnuts on the coffee table. I'm going to peel them."

Yu Qingtang took it into the kitchen for her and asked curiously, "Can this also be wrapped in stuffing?"

"Okay, cut into smaller pieces."

"I'll come." Yu Qingtang volunteered.

Cheng Zhanxi agreed with a smile.

That's exactly what she had in mind.

Yu Qingtang obviously has a high talent in cooking. He doesn't seem to be the type who is too lazy to cook, but he is not interested. She's not interested in anything, um, except herself - herself as a good friend.

It's okay not to mention good friends, but Cheng Zhanxi feels that the development of this matter is a bit weird.

She is ready for a protracted war, starting with friends, but there is a difference between a friend and a good friend. Before this week, she was at best an ordinary friend of Yu Qingtang. After this week, she seemed to be the only friend Yu Qingtang had identified in her life, and she would not be angry if she was rounded and flattened.

For someone like Yu Qingtang, who is self-isolating, falling in love with her is only so much, right?

Under the guidance of Cheng Zhanxi, Yu Qingtang enthusiastically cut the peeled water chestnuts into cubes, and did not forget to feed Cheng Zhanxi halfway through.

Cheng Zhanxi was adding water to the noodles, but he couldn't free his hands, and said, "You can eat too. Anyway, there are a lot of them, and the two of us can't finish them all."

Yu Qingtang said in a heartfelt heart, "That's why you decided to make dumplings?"

Cheng Zhanxi looked at her and smiled brightly: "clever."

Yu Qingtang's cheeks were slightly red, and her eyes also lit up, showing a little embarrassment.

Cheng Zhanxi thought for a moment, and continued to smile in praise: "Why are we Yu Tangtang so smart?"

Yu Qingtang blushed, and quickly turned to face her with her back.

Cheng Zhanxi took his hands off the dough, turned his back to his back, walked over, approached her ear and said, "Yu Tangtang?"

Yu Qingtang's ears blushed, and then it stretched all the way to the snow-white neck like a burning cloud.

She stood there almost bewildered.

It's not clear if it's because of the affectionate address, the warm air the woman is breathing in her ear, or both.

Cheng Zhanxi regretted not washing her hands at this moment, otherwise she could hug her.

But without any development, Cheng Zhanxi left a little, lest Yu Qingtang ignite spontaneously because he was too shy, she asked, "Do you have a nickname?"

Yu Qingtang shook her head.

Fang Wenjiao and her grandfather called her silent, but the name was only because she was born a "dumb", not her parents gave her out of love and respect. To her, it's just a title, no different from a cat or a dog.

Cheng Zhanxi said, "I have it. My name is Xixi."

Yu Qingtang said, "I know."

Cheng Zhanxi said, "I'll tell you something you don't know."

Yu Qingtang turned to look at her.

Cheng Zhanxi cleared her throat, as if she was solemnly preparing for the speech. She said, "I have a brother, my brother's name is Cheng Yuanxi. He is three years older than me. After he was born, my parents called him Xi. Xi."

Yu Qingtang seemed to have anticipated the future development, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

Cheng Zhanxi said: "After two years, my mother became pregnant and gave birth to me. They named me Zhanxi based on the allusion my brother used for his name, so I have to have a nickname too. It doesn't make sense whether my brother has me or not. My parents discussed with my brother and said that my sister is still young, or you will give my nickname to my sister? The girl's name is better than the boy's, and we will get you another one. ."

Yu Qingtang laughed.

"Did he agree?"

"Yes, he thinks this nickname is too small for a girl, so it's good to change it to me." Cheng Zhanxi shrugged and said, "Who knew he would become a women's clothing boss in a few years?"

"Ah?" Yu Qingtang thought to himself: Why are there so many women's clothing bosses around you?

Her thoughts inevitably diverged, and her eyes swept across Cheng Zhanxi from top to bottom.

Cheng Zhanxi didn't notice her subtle eyes, and smiled: "Do you know what a women's clothing boss is?"

Yu Qingtang said, "I know."

Cheng Zhanxi raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Huh?"

Yu Qingtang reminded her: "You had a friend with you at the bar before, isn't he?"

Cheng Zhanxi: "!!!"

She only remembered this oolong as soon as she said that Cheng Zhanxi almost patted her forehead with her flour-stained hand, and quickly explained with tears in her eyes, "she's not, I lied to you."

Yu Qingtang: "?"

Cheng Zhanxi: "Her name is Yu Jianxing. She is a friend I met while studying at the Paris Academy of Fine Arts. She studied sculpture."

Meet the stars?

Yu Qingtang recited this name silently in his heart, why is Cheng Zhanxi's friend's name so nice?

Cheng Zhanxi continued: "I... um, I ran out of my house because of some things and went to Sicheng to join her. The house she lived in before was provided by her friends, and she was a very good person."

Yu Qingtang thought to himself: because of what?

But she didn't ask.

Cheng Zhanxi: "She took me to the bar that day. I don't usually like to go to this kind of place. It's too noisy."

Yu Qingtang glanced at her subtly after hearing the words, as if to say: Can you be noisy at the bar?

Cheng Zhanxi was in a good mood and understood her meaning miraculously. She gritted her teeth angrily, and because she had no hands, she simply hit Yu Qingtang's forehead lightly with her forehead.

Yu Qingtang snorted, raised one hand and rubbed it, but there was a small and bright smile in her eyes.

Cheng Zhanxi hummed.

Yu Qingtang also rubbed her.

Cheng Zhanxi went back to the glass basin and continued to knead the dough, and said, "Didn't I meet you later? As soon as I came up, I asked me for a medical report..." She was mumbling during this period, and her tone sounded a bit like a small child. The child's anger.

"Yu Jianxing is just to join in the fun. I don't think it's reliable for you to find her, so I say she's a man." Cheng Zhanxi suddenly moved slightly, and naturally brought up another topic, and asked in a normal tone, "Yu Tangtang, why did you go to the bar?"

Yu Qingtang shrank his knuckles uncomfortably, thought for a while, and said, "I encountered something... unhappy."

Cheng Zhanxi: "Then why did you go to LES?"

"I checked on the Internet, and the reviews of this place are pretty good. It's not that messy." As a good girl growing up, Yu Qingtang's understanding of the bar is limited to the pictures and texts of film and television. It is colorful and full of demons, which is why she squatted for so long. The point, too late to decide.

Cheng Zhanxi skipped the question of why he had a one-night stand and chose to ask more gently, "Why choose a woman?"

Yu Qingtang answered almost without thinking, "Women are safe." She was timid, afraid that she would encounter a series of uncontrollable things when she found a man.

That's all.

It has nothing to do with her sexuality and doesn't mean she likes women. Cheng Zhanxi's guess was right.

In her eyes, men, women, transgender people, etc. are all the same, and they have no interest. They are collectively referred to as people, and it does not matter if they are replaced by a set of data. She has no family, no love, friendship has long been left in the small village twenty years ago, isolated from the world.

She has never had the concept of love in her heart, how can you judge a person who doesn't even know what love is for more than 20 years to distinguish the difference between them. Twenty years later, she recovered her friendship, and handed it over to Cheng Zhanxi alone, along with all the burning enthusiasm.

She still doesn't like this world, she only likes Cheng Zhanxi.

She fell once in this fallen world, but Cheng Zhanxi saw her fall, and she didn't want her to see it.

A layer of water mist quickly formed in Yu Qingtang's eyes.

"Cheng Zhanxi."

"Um?"

"You forget what happened that night, okay?"