Please Answer 2020

"This time I really have to go."

Cheng Qian'an looked at Liu Zhimin with a gentle smile on his face.

"Ok."

Liu Zhimin pursed his mouth in silence, his tone reluctant.

When the two first met, they didn't know each other well. Now, they regard each other as close people.

Nearly a year is not long or short, but it is enough to leave a deep mark.

"hug."

Cheng Qian'an's tone was relaxed, and he stretched out his arms to her with a smile.

At this time, there is no longer any ambiguous gesture, when parting, those are all fine details.

Liu Zhimin looked up at him, took a step and bumped into Cheng Qian'an's arms.

She hugged him tightly with her arms, her face lifted, her chin resting on his shoulder.

Cheng Qian'an had broad shoulders and strong arms, and Liu Zhimin, who was petite and exquisite, felt extremely safe in his arms.

Emotions surged, Liu Zhimin faintly whimpered like a kitten in his arms.

"Goodbye, Oppa."

Liu Zhimin sniffed, briefly buried his head between his neck and took several deep breaths, and finally let go.

"Don't be so low, it feels like we won't be able to meet again in the future."

"Let others see it and think it's life and death."

Cheng Qian'an looked at Liu Zhimin with a wrinkled expression, smiled and patted her head.

Hearing this, Liu Zhimin had a smile on his face.

"Inside."

"Come find me if you have nothing to do. This place is not far from Hannan Cave."

Cheng Qian'an rubbed her shoulders and comforted her.

He has a girlfriend, and Liu Zhimin is about to debut, but it is expected that there will not be too many opportunities to see each other like this in the future.

This is a rare tender time.

Liu Zhimin didn't speak, just nodded silently.

"Then I'll go."

When the two walked to the elevator, Cheng Qian'an finally waved to her.

Liu Zhimin didn't speak, but just stared at him intently with a pair of big watery eyes.

Until Cheng Qian'an disappeared from her sight.

Liu Zhimin's expression was suddenly discouraged, his eyebrows drooped, and he looked sluggish and unable to lift his spirits.

"Qian An left?"

After she got home, looking at her daughter who had returned home, Mother Liu asked with concern.

"Gone, just left."

Liu Zhimin's answer was a little listless, and he walked procrastinatedly.

Such an appearance fell into Liu's mother's eyes.

"Reluctant to leave?"

"A little."

Not just a little, but a lot.

Mother Liu knew what her daughter looked like best, and she also knew a lot about the state of the two of them during the period when Cheng Qian'an moved here.

There were neighbors before, but Liu Zhimin never said it was a visit, this kind of thing to communicate with neighbors.

But as soon as Cheng Qian'an came, the two of them had an intersection, and often visited his house.

How could these Liu mothers not know.

Of course, she also wondered if her daughter was tempted and wanted to fall in love.

Mother Liu didn't care much about her daughter's love affair, but she had some opinions on Cheng Qian'an.

Cheng Qian'an was a Chinese teacher for his daughter and a famous composer.

But he is a person in the entertainment industry, representing the big dye tank of the entertainment industry, and is also a part of it. It is hard to say that she has no opinion.

However, Cheng Qian'an himself did not give her a bad impression. All kinds of incidents and campus bullying are enough to make people have a certain liking for him.

It's good now, Cheng Qian'an has moved out, otherwise, if this continues, she may have to intervene in it.

"I really want to, seeing you are so sad, I can see you often in the future."

Mother Liu's voice was gentle, and she comforted her with a smile.

"No, I don't have so much time, I still want to debut."

Liu Zhimin retorted listlessly.

"Then we won't see each other anymore?"

Mother Liu continued to ask.

In return, there was a silence, and then there was a faint denial full of entanglements.

"That's not..."

...

Cheng Qian'an directed the moving company to put the equipment of the studio into a special room.

The villa is very large, with three floors above ground and two floors underground.

The decoration is in a modern style, the floor height is sufficient, and it looks extra spacious.

How luxurious it is and what configuration it has, I won’t repeat it in detail, just a simple and intuitive sentence can emerge in my mind.

It is a villa where rich people who represent the upper class live in Parasite.

It was also the villa of Yanzhen and her upper-class husband in Dark Glory.

Just to make a point alone, there are five bedrooms alone.

"Here, put it on the table, and put these other devices here."

Cheng Qian'an busily directed the release and sent the moving company away.

He was the only one left in the huge villa, empty.

How long will he be busy with these things alone?
Cheng Qian'an couldn't help but began to regret why he didn't pull Liu Zhimin over just now.

Anyway, there is someone who can help him, and now he is exhausted alone.

Such a large villa also needs to find a cleaning company to clean it regularly.

Is it right to buy a villa?
Cheng Qian'an couldn't help being suspicious for a moment.

Forget it, wait for Najing Nan to come back.

After the trip was over, Mingjing Nan finally arrived late.

She and Cheng Qian'an looked at the house together, and consulted a lot of her opinions, so when Mingjing Nan came, he was familiar with the road and knew where to go.

Mingjing Nan opened the combination lock at home and walked in, and saw Cheng Qian'an lying on the sofa in the empty living room.

"Is everything sorted out?"

Minami took off her shoes at the entrance and stepped on the floor with bare feet, her footsteps were silent.

Of course Cheng Qian'an knew that Mingjing Nan was back, and he lay on the sofa and stretched out his arms to embrace her.

Mingjing Nan sat beside Cheng Qian'an with a full smile.

"No, there are too many things, and I am almost exhausted."

Cheng Gan'an said lazily while lying on the sofa.

He really didn't want to be busy with these trivial matters, and he was even more impatient by himself.

His patience is all about women, not these miscellaneous things.

"Go and have a look, the e-sports room specially built for you, and then tidy up the clothes."

"The mistress of Qian'an House."

Cheng Qian'an put his arms behind his head, raised his head and smiled.

Mingjing Nan was delighted for a moment, with a smile on his face, he leaned over and kissed him, and then walked briskly to see her room.

Apart from shopping for every woman, gaming is one of her few hobbies.

Cheng Qian'an lay on the spacious sofa slowly.

The living room is so big that it doesn't look crowded even if a few people come to dance.

Across a floor-to-ceiling window is an independent courtyard lawn, a few low ornamental plants, and a neatly built lawn.

At that time, setting up a barbecue grill in the courtyard to eat open-air barbecue is also quite relaxing and enjoyable.

The sky is getting darker, and the window is a bit dark, and there is a circle of faint warm light along the edge of the courtyard as a decoration reminder.

The street lamp raised its head against the wall, and the warm yellow light illuminated the road, making it extremely quiet for a while.

Don't people live to enjoy themselves?

After Ming Jingnan finished watching the e-sports room, he went back the same way, but Cheng Qian'an, who had enough rest, got up and dragged him upstairs.

"Go to the bedroom."

The master bedroom is the largest, and Cheng Qian'an has no other requirements for the master bedroom, only one requirement, the bed must be big enough.

Three or four people can easily roll back and forth while lying down.

In the end, he couldn't find what he was satisfied with, so he specially ordered another big bed.

The master bedroom and the cloakroom are connected together. At this time, the hangers are still empty, and a few suitcases are stacked beside them.

After entering the bedroom, Mingjing Nan let go of him, bent over and opened the suitcase to pack things busy.

"Don't tidy up, get down to business first."

Seeing this, Cheng Qian'an pulled Mingjing Nan over.

The delicate body in his arms was what Cheng Qian'an had been thinking about for a while.

He has endured enough.

Liu Zhimin's body curve is quite beautiful, when touching, not only Liu Zhimin's heart, but also his fire.

He can't make a decisive decision against Liu Zhimin, and it's still a little unrealistic at the moment.

Mingjing Nan was stunned, raised his head slightly, and then was gagged by Cheng Qian'an.

Her body is no longer under her control, and she is completely at his disposal.

Silent all night.

For the first time, the new house left traces of the hostess in various places.

...

That's it.

Zhou Ziyu looked at the lyrics he wrote and was very satisfied for a while.

But suddenly there was a wave of shyness, and my heart beat again.

At that time, if Cheng Qian'an saw it, would he think it was okay?

Or will you say something else?
There is only a two-year age difference between the two, but when Cheng Qian'an helped her write songs these days, she suddenly had a different feeling.

Cheng Qian'an felt like her teacher, she was like an obedient student who could do whatever she was asked to do.

"Tzuyu?"

When Zhou Ziyu came out of the small solo studio, he ran into Lin Nayeon who also just came out of the studio.

Lim Nayeon was wearing loose clothes, a hat on her head, and long hair, no, short hair hanging down her shoulders.

"Ernie."

Zhou Ziyu subconsciously accepted the lyrics he wrote.

Although there was nothing wrong with it, she always felt that something was wrong, and she was embarrassed to mention it to Lin Nayeon.

"what happened?"

On the contrary, it is rare for Lin Nayen to see Zhou Ziyu.

She hadn't seen Zhou Ziyu soaking in the creation room very often, and sometimes she practiced singing and dancing, but she wouldn't appear here.

"What's in your hand?"

Lin Nayen looked her up and down, saw the stack of white papers in her hand, and asked curiously.

"what…"

"Written lyrics."

Zhou Ziyu stuttered, and finally said honestly.

She is not like this, and she is also lively and cheerful in private, but she always feels a little embarrassed facing Lin Nalian because of her involvement with Cheng Qian'an.

"Written lyrics?"

Hearing this, Lin Nayen looked a little surprised, then she blinked her eyes and continued.

"Have you started preparing for your next comeback now? Not yet."

Zhou Ziyu shook his head, pursed his lips, and finally said it.

"This is a song written by me and Qian'an oppa."

As soon as she heard Cheng Qian'an's name, Lin Nayen's gaze changed and her expression became pale.

"what?"

Zhou Ziyu's eyes suddenly became a little flinching.

Although the fans in front of the camera would say that she is a maknae that no one dares to bully, but that was just a joke, how could it be taken seriously.

It's common for Lin Nayeon to be lively and out of shape in private, and there's nothing wrong with playing around.

But here comes the crux of the problem.

This topic is a bit sensitive. When Cheng Qian'an is involved, everything will be different.

"Qian'an oppa asked me to write the lyrics before writing a song, but the song was not released."

"Then this time I went to him and asked if I could..."

Zhou Ziyu didn't go any further when he said this, and fixed his eyes on the change of Lin Nayen's expression.

"Ah, so, is it all right?"

Maybe Zhou Ziyu was worried too much, Lin Nayeon didn't have much reaction.

After listening, he just nodded his head, his eyes normal.

"I just finished writing the lyrics, and I'm going to give the oppa to Qianan."

Zhou Ziyu took out the lyrics paper that was kept behind him, and showed it to Lin Nayeon.

"Can I take a look?"

Lin Nayen asked, and indeed she directly reached out to take it and looked down.

Zhou Ziyu's eyes trembled, he did not say anything, he just watched her read the lyrics he wrote.

Lim Nayeon browsed the lyrics line by line, looking up at her from time to time.

How about the lyrics written...

Like a crush on a woman.

Lin Nayeon looked a little strangely, looked up and down, but didn't say anything.

"not bad."

Hearing this, Zhou Ziyu smiled and relaxed.

Lin Nayen looked up at Zhou Ziyu slightly, and handed the lyrics back to her.

"When are you going to find him?"

Hearing this, Zhou Ziyu thought for a while and replied: "Tomorrow, isn't there going to be a housewarming party tomorrow? Give it to him then."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Ziyu felt a little regretful again.

Lin Nayen didn't want to go, so what is she talking about, she is a bit stupid.

"Okay, let's go together then."

Hearing this, Lin Nayen was not surprised at all, and simply nodded, "Okay, let's go together then."

Ok?
Zhou Ziyu froze for a moment, feeling as if he had missed some key information.

"it is good."

Zhou Ziyu wisely didn't ask any more questions, just nodded honestly.

"Let's go together."

This topic was skipped, and Lin Nayeon returned to her lively and cheerful appearance, and walked back cheerfully with her arms around Zhou Ziyu.

...

"Are you free tomorrow? I don't have a schedule tomorrow. How about you?"

The news jumped in front of her eyes, making Minozaki Sasha pause.

This is a message from Yuta Nakamoto.

"Sorry, I have something to do tomorrow and I don't have time (sigh)"

It was undeniable that the last date had been a good one, she really enjoyed it.

It's just that things promised in advance can't be changed.

"what…"

"Is there something urgent?"

Nakamoto Yuta's message was sent again, and he tentatively asked.

"My family moved, and I'm going to a housewarming party, so I don't have time."

Seeing the news, Minozaki Saka typed back quickly.

"Ok."

Nakamoto Yuta no longer struggled, so he complied.

"I don't have any schedule these days. See when you are free."

Minozaki Saka kept sending messages back and forth with him, and finally agreed on a time.

Chat is over.

Minozaki Sayaka smacked her lips, her eyes were a little blank, and she didn't know what to think for a while.

Did she abandon another man for Cheng Qian'an?
This somewhat absurd thought flashed through her mind for a moment and then disappeared.