After Escaping Marriage [GL]

"I don't remember that I packed a lot in the morning..." Fang Wenjiao muttered to herself and left the kitchen, not suspicious of Yu Qingtang's words.

She was getting older, so it was normal for her to remember something wrong. Besides, Yu Qingtang had no reason to hide it from them on purpose, it was just a few buns, she could make them anytime she wanted, no matter from which point of view, it made no sense to hide the facts.

Yu Qingtang looked at the back of Fang Wenjiao leaving, her stiff back relaxed imperceptibly, and she felt a little guilty.

I'll pack them up next time I come back, she said to herself in her heart.

With his back to the kitchen door, Yu Qingtang took up the kitchen knife and continued to shred the green peppers on the cutting board.

After cooking a few home-cooked dishes at noon, Fang Wenjiao and her grandfather were greedy for the buns in the morning. During the banquet, they also talked about xiaolongbao, and planned to let their aunt learn it and steam buns for them later. Fang Wenjiao has always been weak, but now that she is older, she cannot do the time-consuming and labor-intensive physical work of kneading dough and rolling skin. Before my grandfather fell, I could still fight, but after my grandfather fell, he said goodbye to the rolling pin completely, and he could only buy a pack of ready-made dumplings and wonton wrappers at the vegetable market.

Yu Qingtang woke up in the afternoon and went to the supermarket, bought fresh meat, and went home to pack some xiao long bao.

After a busy day, the afternoon passed. The setting sun radiated the last remaining heat. Looking at the setting sun that was about to be dragged into the horizon, Yu Qingtang was both nervous and looking forward to it. She closed the courtyard door and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

It was just seven o'clock in the evening, when my grandfather was watching the news broadcast in the living room, Fang Wenjiao heard the sound of the stairs coming down from the second floor.

Yu Qingtang carried a bag on one shoulder and something in the other hand, because Yu Qingtang covered it with one side of his body, so he couldn't see what it was.

Fang Wenjiao: "Did you go back so early?"

Yu Qingtang: "Well."

Fang Wenjiao: "Pay attention to safety."

"understood."

Yu Qingtang went to the entrance to change his shoes. The black insulated lunch box was placed on the ground covered by the shoe cabinet. After changing his shoes, he opened the door, went out from the yard, and walked to the stop sign outside the alley to take the bus.

A road that was so familiar that it could no longer be familiar, but Yu Qingtang looked up at the site map on the car when he stopped at each stop, and the number of stops from the destination became less and less.

The insulated lunch box was placed on his lap, and Yu Qingtang grabbed its handle.

"Good evening, Miss Yu." Miss Xianyu, who had just changed shifts at the front desk, greeted energetically.

Yu Qingtang glanced at her in a trance, and walked towards the elevator entrance with the lunch box in her arms.

Miss Xianyu: "???" Ding——

When the elevator arrived on the first floor, Yu Qingtang looked at the doors that opened to both sides, but did not dare to go in.

The elevator door closed automatically because there was no response. Yu Qingtang quickly pressed the door open button one after another, and continued to stand still, thinking about something in a trance.

The elevator door opened and closed.

A resident who needs to get down on a certain floor looks at one of the elevators that always stays on the first floor: "???"

Who is so immoral?

A tenant who also came to the elevator entrance on the first floor saw Yu Qingtang in front and stood behind her spontaneously until he saw Yu Qingtang "playing" with the elevator there.

The tenant: "..."

The happiness of rich people is really unimaginable.

The tenant cleared her throat and asked softly behind her, "Miss Yu, can I go up?"

Seeing him, Yu Qingtang nodded slightly, and turned sideways to clear the way.

The tenant walked in, pressed the door button, and asked politely, "Miss Yu, want to come up?"

Yu Qingtang clenched the thin white knuckles of the shoulder straps of the bag tightly, walked in silently, swiped the card and pressed the floor.

The tenant got off on the 10th floor, and the elevator continued to go up.

The slight humming of the mechanical operation resounded in the silent space, and Yu Qingtang closed her eyes as she felt more and more timid.

Ding--

The elevator stopped.

Yu Qingtang took a deep breath and walked out.

The door of 2102 in the corridor is open.

Then Cheng Zhanxi appeared at the door, leaning against the door, wearing smoky pink home clothes, tall, thin waist, long legs, gentle and lazy, holding a mug with oil paintings in his hand.

"Good evening, Teacher Yu." Cheng Zhanxi greeted her with a smile as usual.

It took a few seconds for Yu Qingtang to reply to her: "...Good evening."

At the same time, he lowered his eyes.

Cheng Zhanxi put away his left foot, which was slanted in front of his right foot, and his back was straight from the door frame he was leaning against, keenly finding that something was wrong with Yu Qingtang.

"Teacher Yu?"

Yu Qingtang calmly calmed down, raised his eyelids after a while, and handed over the insulated lunch box in his hand without obvious emotion.

"This is..." Cheng Zhanxi took it and weighed it.

Yu Qingtang said, "My grandmother's buns, let me bring them to my colleagues to try."

Cheng Zhanxi smiled and said, "Thank grandma for me."

Yu Qingtang said, "You're welcome."

"I'll finish it all."

"Um."

It stands to reason that Yu Qingtang should say goodbye next, but she didn't speak or leave, just stomped in front of Cheng Zhanxi motionless, no emotion could be seen in her dark eyes like Moyu.

Cheng Zhanxi was puzzled and asked tentatively, "Mr. Yu come in and sit down?"

Yu Qingtang said, "Not first."

Cheng Zhanxi thought to himself: Why add a "first"? She didn't speak like that before.

"I..." Yu Qingtang said with a dry throat, "I'll go back first."

"Okay, good night, Teacher Yu." Cheng Zhanxi was wearing slippers, which made it inconvenient to get out of the door, and it was only one corridor, so it was too exaggerated to change shoes to send them out.

"Good night." Yu Qingtang said softly, fluttering her eyelashes, and looked deeply at her face with a very serious look, as if she wanted to imprint her from her eyes all the way into her heart.

Cheng Zhanxi was stunned for a moment, and the emotions in his heart were surging and churning.

Yu Qingtang withdrew his eyes, as if Cheng Zhanxi had an illusion flashed by.

Cheng Zhanxi came back to her senses, Yu Qingtang had already walked to the opposite side, her black trench coat was slender and slender, her long hair was draped behind her, and it blended in with the color of her clothes. She opened the door, and a sound rang in the empty and quiet corridor. Door closing sound.

Cheng Zhanxi raised her hand and pressed it on her heart, Yu Qingtang's glance brought her other complicated and indistinguishable emotions besides throbbing.

She closed the door thoughtfully and went back to the house, and put the lunch box in the entrance.

After a while, I remembered to open it, and there were one after another of exquisitely shaped Xiao Long Bao.

She poked the still soft skin of Xiao Long Bao with her fingertips, and said to herself, "Did my grandma make it? Or did you make it?"

No matter who made it, it is better to eat it by mistake than to let it go.

The xiao long bao was not big, Cheng Zhanxi steamed half of them, that is, four, picked them out of the pot and brought them to the table.

***

Yu Qingtang sat on the sofa in the living room in a trance.

...It turns out that she looked like this when she grew up.

He is tall, white and thin, his legs are long and straight, and the long curly chestnut hair adds a mature style, but he still retains the childlike innocence and sincerity in his personality, the sunshine is cheerful, and his smile is more beautiful than all butterflies combined. .

Yu Qingtang never thought about being able to meet the girl again, let alone what she would become when she grew up, but at this moment, she felt that there was nothing better than this.

She has changed a lot, but nothing has changed.

It was her who made her feel warm from beginning to end.

She found her lost friend, her only good friend.

The sound of news coming in pulled Yu Qingtang back to the real world.

[Cheng Zhanxi]: The steamed buns are delicious.

Yu Qingtang typed: [As long as you like it]

Delete and re-edit before sending.

[Yu Qingtang]: Well

[Cheng Zhanxi]: What is Teacher Yu doing?

Yu Qingtang said thinking about you, she lowered her head and pressed the keyboard.

[Yu Qingtang]: Thinking about when to take a bath

[Cheng Zhanxi]: Hahaha, do you also have procrastination?

The corners of Yu Qingtang's lips curled up, typing: [No]

[Cheng Zhanxi]: Then what are you doing when you think about things?

[Yu Qingtang]: In a daze

The two of you went back and forth to chat a bunch of meaningless conversations, Cheng Zhanxi ate the last bite of the bun, pulled back the chat records of the two of them, and hissed softly.

What's wrong with Mr. Yu today? The patience is so good, and I usually end the topic with "um", "I'm going to take a bath", "I'm busy and I'll talk later", and then there is no more.

[Yu Qingtang]: I went to take a bath

As soon as Cheng Zhanxi thought about Yu Qingtang, he sent a sentence as if he had the ability to read minds.

[Cheng Zhanxi]: I'll go too

After Yu Qingtang finished posting, she put down her mobile phone, went to the bedroom to get her pajamas, and passed by the "Blizzard" hanging on the wall.

The water temperature was moderate, Yu Qingtang showered under water, washed her hair carefully, put on pajamas after drying her body, wrapped her hair in a towel and walked to the living room, picked up the phone left on the coffee table, and unlocked the screen.

【I ve done washing】

Cheng Zhanxi, who not only took a bath but also blew his hair, washed himself an apple, washed his hands after eating, and planned to habitually clean up his mobile phone information before entering the studio, when he saw Yu Qingtang's unsolicited message.

Cheng Zhanxi: "!!!"

She entered three exclamation marks in the dialog box and almost sent it directly.

[Cheng Zhanxi]: I also washed it

Cheng Zhanxi held the phone in both hands and stared at the screen without blinking.

[Yu Qingtang]: I'm going to bed, good night

With a very Yu Qingtang-like answer, Cheng Zhanxi took back the shock in his heart a little bit, his eyebrows softened, and he typed: [Good night]

【Good night】

Cheng Zhanxi entered the studio.

Yu Qingtang wiped her hair half dry in the living room, put the towel on the back of the sofa, and walked into the bedroom.

Climb into bed, turn off the lights and sleep with your eyes closed.

She didn't think about anything and fell asleep with a relaxed expression.

In my dream, I heard the country idyll again. It was the sound of the flowing stream, the sound of ants moving, the chirping of the trees, the wind sweeping the leaves with a broom, the blue and white butterflies flying around the flowers, and the road. A bunch of wildflowers grow in the grass on the edge.

The wind blew all night and slept well until dawn.

Yu Qingtang lay on the bed for a while, went through the events of the past two days in her mind, took the mobile phone to check the chat record with Cheng Zhanxi last night, and matched her memory before going to bed.

The corners of Yu Qingtang's lips rose, and after lying in the quilt for a while, she got up and went to the ground.

As soon as I put on my slippers, my phone rang.

[Cheng Zhanxi]: Good morning, Teacher Yu

[Yu Qingtang]: Good morning

[Cheng Zhanxi]: Come to my house for dinner?

[Yu Qingtang]: Good

Cheng Zhanxi first didn't expect that Yu Qingtang would respond so quickly, and secondly, she didn't expect that she would agree so decisively, her whole face froze in place without knowing what expression to put on.

She walked to the window and looked out from the floor-to-ceiling window, in a trance, where did the sun come out today?

The dawn is pale, and the sun has not yet come out.

ding dong ding dong --

The doorbell rang in the living room.

So fast?

Cheng Zhanxi was startled, just put the dumplings in the pot, quickly turned down the fire, and said "here".

Yu Qingtang adjusted her expression at the door, cleared her throat gently, tidied her neckline, and stood up straight, like a groom who was about to enter the wedding ceremony.

The door in front of him was opened, and the figure of Cheng Zhanxi wearing an apron came into view, with a tall figure, white skin like snow, lazy long curly hair, bright and clear eyes, a straight nose bridge, rosy thin lips, and The vague shadows of childhood merged into one.

Yu Qingtang reluctantly restrained the upward curvature of the corners of his lips, and tried his best to calmly say, "Mr. Cheng."

Cheng Zhanxi was inexplicably stunned, Fang turned sideways to make way, and said, "Please come in."

She put one hand on the countertop of the entrance, bent over to take the slippers from the shoe cabinet, and felt that a line of sight was always watching her.

Cheng Zhanxi's movements were slightly stiff.

When she straightened up, that gaze was gone.

"I'll cook dumplings first, and Teacher Yu will do it at her own discretion." Cheng Zhanxi watched her change into her slippers. She matched her light gray home clothes with cotton slippers of the same color, as if she had lived here.

"Mr. Cheng is busy."

Cheng Zhanxi walked to the kitchen, looked back halfway, and found that Yu Qingtang was like the first time she came to her house, standing in the same place and looking carefully, full of novelty and exploration.

Cheng Zhanxi: "..."

She is a little flustered now.

Cheng Zhanxi, who had been dabbling in everything, thought of a possibility, and his body suddenly became hairy.

Could it be that Yu Qingtang was pierced by someone's soul?

"Teacher Yu!"

Yu Qingtang's thoughts were interrupted, and she cast a light glance at her, expressing doubts.

Cheng Zhanxi swallowed: "how did you sleep last night?"

Yu Qingtang's voice couldn't tell the emotion: "It's okay."

It was her best sleep in recent years, and she couldn't remember the last time she slept so soundly.

Cheng Zhanxi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "You can play."

Yu Qingtang responded succinctly: "Okay."

Cheng Zhanxi closed the kitchen door, and the sound of the range hood came out from the kitchen.

Yu Qingtang sat down on the sofa in the living room, stretched out her fingers and gently touched the lily petals in the vase on the coffee table, and felt the wet and crystal water droplets with her fingertips.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the pale white sky was inlaid with a few dim stars, and the city was hazy, shrouded in a veil-like mist.

Jingle, bicycle bells seem to be heard far away, and early risers in the city run for their livelihoods.

The students, dressed in various school uniforms, chased and slapped on the road, laughing loudly, and flocking to the school.

The city is full of vigor and vitality.

Cheng Zhanxi came out with two bowls of dumplings, and saw Yu Qingtang sitting on the sofa, with both hands on his knees, looking sideways at the floor-to-ceiling windows, with delicate and beautiful lines on his side face, showing a somewhat rare soft look.

Cheng Zhanxi put down the bowl gently, looked at her quietly for a while, and then said softly, "Mr. Yu, breakfast is ready."

Yu Qingtang turned around and nodded to her.

Cheng Zhanxi cooked the dumplings with two bags of soup stock that had been frozen in the refrigerator before. The dumplings are also made by herself. The corn and pork fillings are sweet and the corn is delicious. The pork is delicious. .

Holding a spoon in one hand and chopsticks in the other, Yu Qingtang ate the dumplings cooked by Cheng Zhanxi himself.

She was so skinny when she was a child, but when she grew up, she would have a good cooking skill.

"Mr. Yu."

A voice came from the opposite side, Yu Qingtang concealed the smile in his eyes, and raised his eyes lightly: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Zhanxi asked hesitantly, "Did you come home this time... Did you encounter any big happy event?"

Yu Qingtang just laughed while eating dumplings! She saw it with her own eyes! Certainly not her illusion!

Yu Qingtang stirred the soup base with a spoon and said, "That's it."

Cheng Zhanxi's brain supplement is related to her parents. The relationship between the two of them is not close to that level, so she did not ask.

But it didn't prevent Cheng Zhanxi from being happy for her. She went to pour two glasses of milk over and toasted to celebrate.

The cup and the glass collided, and there was a crisp sound.

"Cheers." Cheng Zhanxi said.

Yu Qingtang smiled very shallowly, lowered her head and took a sip of milk.

Cheng Zhanxi smiled.

After finishing breakfast in a good atmosphere, Yu Qingtang took the initiative to say, "I'm going to wash the dishes."

Cheng Zhanxi looked at her with a smile: "Okay, you go."

Yu Qingtang, who had been in the kitchen once, found the location of the dishwasher with ease, put the dishes and spoons in place, pressed the switch, and the dishwasher started to operate.

She turned around and came out, just to bump into Cheng Zhanxi leaning against the door.

The decoration of 2102 is according to Yu Qingtang's preference. She doesn't like cooking, so the kitchen area is not very large. As long as she takes two steps forward, she will bump into Cheng Zhanxi's arms, or Cheng Zhanxi will take the initiative and just take the initiative. He can open his arms to embrace her.

The two looked at each other.

The timing and feeling were right, Cheng Zhanxi took the initiative to take a step forward, wrapped Yu Qingtang into his arms, and wrapped his arms around her gently.

The woman's warm body temperature surrounded her.

Yu Qingtang trembled slightly, blood flowing from the heart to the limbs. The sun rises from the horizon, the thick silkworm chrysalis that has been formed over the years opens up layer by layer, the sun shines in without any barrier, the glaciers thaw, the winter warms up, the lost is recovered, the missing is filled again, and floats on the sea surface. man caught her plank.

The first board.

Twenty years later.

Yu Qingtang flexed her knuckles, grasped the fabric of Cheng Zhanxi's back, and responded to the hug forcefully.

Cheng Zhanxi was flattered, her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, her arms tightened involuntarily, and Yu Qingtang hugged her back even harder.

This encouraged Cheng Zhanxi, she still caressed Yu Qingtang's back with one hand, and moved the other hand to her white and tender ear, and rubbed her fingertips there repeatedly. She wanted to open a little distance, it was convenient Seeing Yu Qingtang's expression, maybe... her throat slipped and she could have a chance to kiss her.

So she gently pushed Yu Qingtang's shoulder, but did not push.

Cheng Zhanxi: "..."

Cheng Zhanxi quickly realized that the current posture is not so good.

She was like a telegraph pole, she could only stand upright, she couldn't bend down and couldn't move, while Yu Qingtang hugged her tightly, like holding a telegraph pole, preventing her from moving.

Cheng Zhanxi: "...Mr. Yu."

Yu Qingtang buried her face in her neck, and didn't seem to hear.

Cheng Zhanxi sighed silently in his heart, raised his voice and said, "Yu Qingtang."

From her perspective, she saw Yu Qingtang's jet-black head moving, like a small furry animal.

"Yu Qingtang." Her heart softened and she shouted again.

Yu Qingtang straightened up from her arms, her expression was as calm as ever, her two pupils seemed to have been dipped in clear water, black and bright, clear and innocent.

Cheng Zhanxi didn't know what to think when she saw her eyes, don't ask, it's a beast.

Cheng Zhanxi calmly took a breath and let go of her. Yu Qingtang also let go of her hand holding her clothes, and the flat clothes on her back were wrinkled for her.

When Cheng Zhanxi turned around and walked out of the kitchen, she saw that she acted faster than thinking, and reached out and stroked it.

Cheng Zhanxi reacted violently and almost jumped up.

She was at home alone, her pajamas were hollow, and she was afraid of heat, so it was only a thin one. Cheng Zhanxi was in the rainy season, and her long-coveted sweetheart, Yu Qingtang, suddenly came here, which was exciting.

Yu Qingtang lowered his head blankly and looked at his hand.

"Is there static electricity?" Yu Qingtang raised her head, thought of a possibility, and asked in a serious tone.

Cheng Zhanxi with weak legs found the sofa and sat down, and said solemnly, "Well, I was accidentally electrocuted."

This electricity is not that electricity, there is no problem.

Yu Qingtang blamed herself: "I'm sorry."

Cheng Zhanxi smiled: "It's okay."

Yu Qingtang said, "I'm going back to change my clothes. We'll meet you at the elevator later?"

Cheng Zhanxi got up: "I'll send you."

Yu Qingtang nodded.

Cheng Zhanxi watched Yu Qingtang walk across, Fang touched his back with his hand, sweating, sticky and uncomfortable. She went to take a shower, afraid that Yu Qingtang would smell it and dare not be self-sufficient.

I don't know how Yu Qingtang's nose grows. Isn't it usually because people with five senses are deficient in some aspects that make them particularly good? Well, Yu Qingtang is face-blind. She uses her sense of smell to recognize people, so her nose is very good. What about her eyesight? It seems that people with hearing impairment will have particularly good eyesight, but she has no problem hearing, maybe she is gifted...

Cheng Zhanxi scatters his thoughts while taking a bath, and forgets about it.

Come out and get dressed, it's almost half past six.

At half past six, go out on time.

As the elevator descended, Yu Qingtang quietly observed his state from the wall of Guang Kejian's sedan chair.

A trace of imperceptible annoyance flashed in Yu Qingtang's eyes, it would have been better if she had insomnia last night.

When she dozed off in the elevator, Cheng Zhanxi would go around her and hug her.

Yu Qingtang bit his lower lip lightly, opened his mouth a few times, raised his hand in the air and dropped it again.

She made up her mind and opened her mouth slightly, about to form a yawn.

Ding--

1st floor arrived.

Yu Qingtang stared at the numbers on the display, her eyes extremely cold.

"Mr. Yu?" Cheng Zhanxi stuffed half of the tissues in his pocket and shouted.

She thought Yu Qingtang was going to sneeze, but she never did.

"It's alright." Yu Qingtang retracted her gaze and said indifferently, "Let's go."

She got out of the elevator first.

Miss Xianyu at the front desk saw the two walking side by side, and said with a sweet smile, "Miss Yu, Miss Cheng, good morning."

"Good morning." The two of them said in unison, their lazy and cold voices intertwined, and they were very harmonious.

Miss Xianyu's jaw dropped.

Cheng Zhanxi glanced at Yu Qingtang unexpectedly.

Miss Xianyu raised her hand and closed her chin, and watched the two disappear behind the glass door for a while.

Is this the power of love?

She took out her mobile phone with a dazed expression and subconsciously fished.

She doesn't know the power of love, but she will die if she doesn't fish for a day.

The leaves of the sycamore trees on both sides of the road rose and fell in a whirl.

The south is not like the north. In winter, the leaves are withered and everything is depressed. The winter leaves in Sicheng will not all fall off overnight. They fall from autumn to winter, like golden butterflies dancing day after day in the sun.

Yu Qingtang is still wearing a black trench coat today, with a waist-cinched design and a slender body. She put both hands in her pockets, and the collar is folded, revealing a white and soft neck, and her chin is delicate.

Cheng Zhanxi blinked.

Don't keep your head down?

Cheng Zhanxi smiled and thanked Yu Qingtang for the happy event in his heart.

Yu Qingtang's eyes were not squint, but she was actually absent-minded, she hesitated to take out her hand.

Just taking out her hand is much easier than pretending to be sleepy, but she hasn't held hands with Cheng Zhanxi recently, which seems a bit deliberate.

"Teacher Yu!"

Yu Qingtang only heard Cheng Zhanxi's voice, and then her whole body was pulled aside by her and fell into her arms diagonally.

Yu Qingtang's face narrowly brushed past a tree.

"Watch the road." Cheng Zhanxi reminded her gently in her ear.

Yu Qingtang held her hand and stood firm, thanked her in a low voice, and then set off again, her hand naturally fell by her side, and after a few seconds, Cheng Zhanxi held her hand in her wish.