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Chapter 307 Can I Go In and Take a Rest

Suddenly approaching, neither of them dodged.

After all, they had been in close contact many times before, and they were very familiar with each other's body temperature, touch and smell.And people have no reflexive resistance to familiar things.

Yan Cheng was indeed a little unsteady, Zhong Jiuyin took a step back in order to support him, touched his cold jacket with his hand, and pressed against his still firm arm.

His breathing was like velvet flowers floating randomly, falling on the sides of her face and ears, arousing her memories of the intimate daily life of the two of them in the past.

Then Zhong Jiuyin pushed him away.

Yan Cheng swayed, one hand supported the door frame to stabilize his figure, and those red bloodshot eyes looked at her.

It seems to be asking: Are you willing to push me away like this?

Zhong Jiuyin didn't show any special expression, and said in a normal tone, "I'm doing well recently, and I don't need special care. You should go back to your own home. There are other residents on this floor, and you are not afraid of being photographed."

"No one saw it. I closed my eyes for a while at four o'clock. No one came in or out." Yan Cheng said in a hoarse voice.

Zhong Jiuyin paused, did she mean that?Tell him not to come, he said that others can't see it, it's really wrong.

"Then you read it now, you can go back, I still have something to do."

She made gestures to close the door and leave, but Yan Cheng's palm was stuck in the crack of the door, motionless, looking at her silently.

Zhong Jiuyin frowned, and called him threateningly: "Yan Cheng."

"I'm a bit sick, is there any sugar on me?" he asked.

His brows were furrowed, and he spoke with breath as if trying to save energy, which didn't look very good.

She stared at him blankly for a while, then took out the pie that had been cut into small pieces from the bag.

If she hadn't known that he couldn't see through eyes, she would have suspected that this man came for her oatmeal omelette, how could it be so just right.

Why is it so good, Yan Cheng also said in his heart.

He ate two triangular pies, chewing slowly, and said after eating: "It's delicious, you rarely go into the kitchen before, I thought you didn't like to do it yourself, and I thought I would bring it to you next time." breakfast, and fruit tea, didn't you like the fruit tea last time?"

Zhong Jiuyin lowered her head and closed the box with a neat clicking sound, then tidied up a space in the bag and put the box in.

It didn't look like he was listening to him the whole time.

Yan Cheng couldn't continue talking until the end, looked at her and asked, "Is there anything urgent for you? You shouldn't be in a hurry to bring so few things."

In fact, he knew about her approximate itinerary from Qian Yu in advance, knowing that she did not announce this morning.But it might make her unhappy to say it directly, so he can only pretend to speculate.

Zhong Jiuyin let out an "um", but didn't say what it was.

Yan Cheng fell silent.

The lighting in the corridor was not good, neither of them spoke, the sensor light was off, and in the dim light, he was like a stone statue covered in wax on the ground.

After a while, he stepped aside and said, "Then you go."

Zhong Jiuyin went to pull the doorknob and was about to close the door, but he saw his standing still figure out of the corner of his eyes, paused, and turned around to ask, "Aren't you going?"

"It's not very comfortable, I want to stay a little longer. You go first, I'm fine."

He doesn't look like he's all right.

But since he said so, Zhong Jiuyin didn't question her too much, and just left.

After closing the door and walking out a few steps, Yan Cheng grabbed her wrist.

He didn't say anything to persuade him to stay, and Zhong Jiuyin didn't turn around and break free. The two of them were just ninjas pretending to be calm.

Zhong Jiuyin didn't want to see him, but he couldn't help but speak ill of him.Yan Cheng wanted to see her, but he couldn't talk sweetly.

Can't say who is more uncomfortable.

"You..." Yan Cheng held her wrist, but his words were only scratching at the edge of neither itching nor pain, "It's cold outside, it might be better to wear a scarf."

"No, you can get in the car by going downstairs."

"What about me?" He approached from behind, speaking in a soft voice, "Am I also in the unnecessary category?"

"..." She took a deep breath, looked back at him and said, "Yan Cheng, I usually don't regret the decisions I make, so a breakup is a breakup. Even if it's my fault, I have no intention of changing it, so you just When I have a mental problem, my behavior is very divided...Yan Cheng?"

Yan Cheng half hugged her, but soon let go of his hand, he just rested his head on her shoulder, and the necklines of their coats squeezed together.

"I'm really a little uncomfortable. I'm not lying to you to be pitiful. I don't intend to make you change your decision. I really wanted to see you when I came here last night, but I also have business matters."

Her body was tense, and he paused for two seconds to continue: "Whether we are still in a relationship or not, there is no denying the fact that you saved me twice, and you were targeted because of me, which is another reason to make up for it." There is a movie, the script is okay, and the theme of future disasters, I think there is a role that is very suitable..."

"Yan Cheng, do you have a fever?" She interrupted him, her chin touched his forehead, feeling a little hot.

Yan Cheng gave a suspicious "hmm".

"Is there? I don't know, it's just a little uncomfortable."

Zhong Jiuyin raised his head with a frown, looked at it, and said, "Call Miss Xu, I have something to do and I don't have time to look at you."

It's because I don't have time, but it's more because I don't have that plan at all.

Yan Cheng nodded and said, "Okay."

There was no more to say, and he didn't ask for anything else, so Zhong Jiuyin could just leave.

But she didn't go.

Her tolerance for him is clearly defined in these subconscious actions.

Yan Cheng seemed to have received a signal that he could make progress, and said softly: "I will call Sister Xu immediately, but it will take a while for her to come over. Can I rest at your house? It will only be about an hour. Lie on the sofa for a while."

Zhong Jiuyin pursed her lips and did not agree, but she did not directly say "no".

Yan Cheng lowered his eyes, and gave her a reason to agree: "I will return the key to you."

He still has the key of her house in his hand, and her fingerprint is also on the fingerprint lock of his house.

It’s such a hassle when a couple breaks up. Clothes at home, bedding in drawers, chopsticks in the kitchen, keys, and even everything that has shared memories with him need to be cleared.

If the traces are not wiped clean, there will always be a day when I think about it, and then a chain reaction will occur.

Zhong Jiuyin's phone buzzed and vibrated, bringing her back to her senses.

It's the two who are urging her on the phone.

She answered and said "Get off right now", hung up again, and then found the same reason for the action that shouldn't be done, and opened the door without saying a word.

"You know where the antipyretics are, and put the key on the table when you leave. If you don't put it—"

"Then I can only change the lock." She turned to look at Yan Cheng, and there was a sense of sharpness when her facial features were not smiling.

Yan Cheng said yes, walked in with the suitcase, and looked at her at the door.

"Can I use your cup? You don't seem to remember buying disposable paper cups."

She didn't speak, turned around and left, her coat was filled with wind, and the corners of her coat fluttered.

Yan Cheng watched her walk into the elevator, then turned around and looked at the room where she had been away for a long time.

(End of this chapter)