The children of the Qiao family

Chapter 56

The house in Ju'an is not too big or small, about [-] square meters, with three bedrooms and one living room. Not many, it seems that the place is extraordinarily spacious.The doors of the two rooms are slightly opened, one can see that one is Juan's bedroom, the other looks like a study room, and the door of the other room is closed tightly. The words are faded.

The room wasn't too dirty, just messy.Yicheng tidied up the messy piles and scattered things one by one, and didn't dare to put them away casually, fearing that if Ju'an couldn't find them, he would put them all in the corner.The floor was mopped, the tables, chairs, and window sills were cleaned, and there were a few potted plants on the outer bay window, which had long since withered and turned black. Ten percent of them were pulled out and put into garbage bags, and the empty flower pots were also given away. It piled up to the corner.

At almost four o'clock in the afternoon, Ju An woke up.

Yicheng bent down to see her open her eyes, and for a long time her focus fell on Yicheng, and suddenly smiled, casually showing a little girlishness, and asked: Are you here?

Qiao Yicheng's face was actually a little warm, and he said "ah", but didn't know what to say.

Ju An sat up slowly, patted the vacant space beside him: Sit here with me.

Yi Cheng sat down.Ju An clasped his hands together, sandwiched them between his knees, and continued: "It's so cold."

Yicheng said: Is it still cold?The temperature of the air conditioner is not too low, probably because you just woke up.

Ju An suddenly put his hand under Yicheng's armpit: Here it goes.

Yicheng was stunned for a moment by her childish behavior, then laughed again, and squeezed her hand for Wu.Ju An murmured: Warm!

Ju An leaned his head on Yicheng's shoulder, and after a while, he suddenly said: You have a wife, what should you do, what should you do?What should I do?

She rubbed her head on Yicheng's shoulders like a fool, and the already messy hair became more and more messy, all sticky into locks, with a slight sour smell.

Yi Cheng said: Ju An, let's wash our hair, shall we?What beautiful hair.

Ju An didn't answer, and continued to rub her head on Kazuki's shoulder.

Yicheng pulled her up, went to the bathroom, turned on the water heater and boiled hot water, Yicheng asked Ju An to sit by the bathtub and wash her hair with the shower.Ju An was a little dishonest, twisting his neck back and forth, coaxing her patiently.

Ju'an's hair is long and thick, in small curls, grabbing [-]% of his hands, getting out from between his hands, sticking to [-]% of his arms, itchy.

Finally finished washing, Yicheng took a large dry towel and wrapped it around Ju An's head and wiped it carefully. Ju An seemed to be a little stuffy and made a whining sound.Yicheng pulled back the towel, revealing Ju An's face, soaked in water vapor, Ju An's complexion improved a lot, the corners of his eyes and brows were tight, delicate and moving.

Yicheng looked at her and said in a low voice: Ju An, I'm actually divorced.

Ju An probably didn't hear clearly.What?she says.

Yicheng smiled and pulled back the towel: Do you have a hair dryer?
Ju An said: As you said, it is not good to use a hair dryer, it will damage your hair.

Yicheng felt tenderness in his heart, and it was the smoked wind of May that had blown by.

do you remember[-]% said.

I remember everything you said to me.Ju An said, still standing unsteadily.Yicheng helped her back to the living room and let her sit in the sun at dusk, which was the last light of the day. There was air conditioning in the living room, so it was very warm.Yicheng combed Juan's hair with a wide-toothed comb, and loosely tied a braid.

Ju An touched the braids: You actually know how to braid them?

Yicheng patted her on the head: Did you forget that I have two younger sisters?Didn't I braid it for you when you were young, but your hair was too short and soft at that time, and it fell apart after a while.

After hearing this, Ju An slowly turned his face to Yicheng, looked at him carefully and carefully, and called: Brother Yicheng?

Yicheng laughed again: Hey, are you finally sober?
Only then did Ju An look at the neat and clean surroundings: Thank you.I'm really sorry.

Yicheng also made porridge for Ju An. Ju An had almost no vegetables here except rice noodles, only a bottle of chili sauce, and Yicheng used it to scramble a large plate of eggs. Ju An ate deliciously.

Yicheng stayed at Ju'an's house until after nine o'clock in the evening, and Ju'an took him downstairs.They stood together in the dark for a long time, but they didn't even speak.

When Yicheng left, Ju An was still standing there, looking at her more delicate figure in the dark, Yicheng felt that God really seemed to open a window for him after closing his door.

Qiao Yicheng was in a good mood recently, so Song Qingyuan was naturally the first to notice.He is now the camera director of the station, and he doesn't go on the news often, but he is still busy. It is rare to have time to gossip in Qiao Yicheng's office this day.

A young reporter opened the door and came in with two packs of red eggs, saying that a colleague had just given birth.

Song Qingyuan said: The big belly in our station is really a sight.Last time, the guy in the news center went to interview the mayor, with a big belly and a microphone, and even the mayor couldn't see him, saying that people are like this, why let him out to run news.Also, when I got on the elevator that day, the elevator door opened and I got a big belly. When I went up to the seventh floor, the elevator door opened again, and there was another big belly in front of me. Still changing!Talking and laughing, he asked if the baby was a boy or a girl.

The little reporter replied courteously: He is a big-headed son. I heard that it is a single pass of three generations, and he likes it like crazy.

Song Qingyuan sneered loudly and said: What kind of shit feudal thinking!These days, a son is not as good as a daughter, and a man has to be low-key to find a partner.Two days ago, it was reported in the social news that a college boy, in order to chase a girl from the same department, held a lot of flowers and stood under the window of the girl all night. In this winter, The girl was still not happy, and threw his flowers into the trash can.How sad do you think it is to be a mother?The son I held in my hands and grew up was treated so badly by others. If this is my son, I will break his legs and tell him to run out again to embarrass me!

The little reporter chuckled aside.

Song Qingyuan raised his eyes and said to him: Who told you to listen happily here?What can I learn?go to work!

The little reporter snickered and walked away.

Qiao Yicheng said: Being a girl is really getting a lot of money now, and her status is getting higher and higher. When she sees a man she likes, she will chase after him without any scruples.

One sentence made Song Qingyuan blush.

A while ago, a new college student came to the news center. She was only 22. On the first day she came, Song Qingyuan was training a small camera. Why not use a tripod? Song Qingyuan flung off his coat when he got excited during the training, grabbed the little camera machine and carried it on his shoulder for a demonstration. That style immediately attracted the little girl. From then on, he called Song Qingyuan Song Teacher Song's voice is so sweet that it drips like honey.Song Qingyuan didn't pay attention to it at first, thinking it was just a little girl flirting in front of a big man, but one day, the little girl told him that her colleagues had discussed going out to play together after get off work, and invited Teacher Song to join, but Song Qingyuan didn't After thinking about it stupidly, I went there, only to find that the little girl was alone, only then did I understand what the little girl was thinking, and I was afraid to avoid it from now on.Said, rabbits don't eat grass by the side of the nest yet, I'm the director, not a beast!
Qiao Yicheng brought up this matter again now, and said: In fact, he is not a few years older. It is not considered that pear blossoms crush crabapples, and old cows eat tender grass.Why not think about it?
Song Qingyuan said: It's not a matter of age, you just say that someone like me needs talent, appearance, and family status. Boom can't go away.

Qiao Yicheng couldn't help laughing until his stomach cramped, so he asked: What's the problem?

Song Qingyuan replied very seriously and deeply: She is very bright and sad.

Qiao Yicheng finally laughed out loud.

Song Qingyuan tilted his head to look at him carefully, and said, "Old Qiao, this is the first time you've really laughed for so many years, and it was just a joke before.

Song Qingyuan slapped the table: I know, you moved.

What?Qiao Yicheng asked.

Song Qingyuan stretched out a finger and poked Qiao Yicheng's chest hard, and left.

At this time, Qiao Yicheng's cell phone rang.

A strange voice asked: Excuse me, do you know Wen Ju'an?
(End of this chapter)