I Love My Sweet Neighbor

Mu Qingtian glanced at the glowing lcd screen.

An unrecorded number appeared in front of his eyes. The number was so dazzling and special that Mu Qingtian could recognize it with a quick glance.

It's Long Yue's number.

He grabbed the phone, pressed the key, and turned off the screen.

Perhaps a woman's intuition worked. Yun Zhuran suddenly turned his head and stared at Mu Qingtian the moment his phone clicked.

Is it a text message? What message?" Yun Zhuran asked in an icy tone.

"Nothing." Mu Qingtian felt like his heart was about to explode. He made up a few random words, "Junk messages, advertisements, sellers. Nothing interesting."

"Why did you receive such a message?" Yun Zhuran asked again.

"Who knows? Junk messages were sent at random. Do you think so?" Mu Qingtian said guiltily.

Yun Zhuran stopped talking. He turned his head around again.

Mu Qingtian, on the other hand, stared at the phone, his eyes almost fixed there, not moving.

After a while, there was no movement from Yun Zhuran's side. Mu Qingtian reached out to grab the phone, lit up the screen, and pulled out the text message.

The message contained four words: all is well.

Mu Qingtian grinned, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

All is well, all is well!

Long Yue, I would be surprised if I could get what I wanted from you!

In addition, there was a slight disappointment in Mu Qingtian's heart.

Mu Qingtian hurriedly tapped his forehead and warned himself: Mu Qingtian, don't be a playboy. You already have a wife. Dyeing is so good to you. Don't think about messing things up.

Afraid that he would have any strange ideas, Mu Qingtian raised his hand and patted his face hard.

But humans are a strange kind of animals. Their physical actions can be limited, but how can their thoughts be limited?

The more he warned himself not to think, the more his mind was disobedient, the more he thought.

Long Yue's shadow was always in front of him.

I can't get rid of it.

In any case, it was Mu Qingtian's first love. Even if she betrayed him, it was still impossible to forget.

On the other side of the bed, Yun Zhuran's eyes were open. She couldn't sleep either.

The lipstick mark was like a cut from a knife, and it hurt when you looked at it.

Yun Zhuran said nothing on the surface, but could he feel better? Absolutely not!

There was a shadow before her eyes.

It was a blurry silhouette of a woman.

Although this woman could not see her face clearly. But yun zhuran felt that she must have a graceful figure and a handsome face. She could even compare with those women who were movie stars. Perhaps he was also a well-educated, active white-collar worker.

Such a woman was attractive enough and brave enough to challenge yunzhu to dye her hair.

Yun Zhuran's hand slowly curled up and grabbed a corner of the sheet.

At the same time, her other hand touched her stomach.

I just learned that a small life has formed in my body. But this happened immediately. Isn't this a big irony?

I wanted to tell Mu Qingtian the good news. I'm not in the mood now. I'll talk about it later when I get the chance.

"Qingtian, are you asleep?" Yun Zhuran asked.

"No." Mu Qingtian replied sulkily.

"I want to go out to work."

"Oh, that's what you want."

"Yeah, I don't want to stay at home anymore. What's the name of the hospital you're talking about?"

"Yun fan, Yunfan hospital. That's the name. I was particularly concerned when I saw the name of this hospital with the word' cloud' in it. I..."

"Okay. I'll go to this hospital. Tomorrow I will go to the original hospital to officially resign."

"Yes. Okay. But before that, we still have to get mom out."

"Yes, I remember."

After this conversation, the two of them stopped talking. Neither of them slept, but remained silent for a long time.

After a long time, Mu Qingtian said, "There's no rush to quit and go to work. Shall we go to my parents' place for lunch tomorrow afternoon? They called today."

"Okay."

Yun Zhuran said a word without saying a word.

Mu Qingtian had no more topics to talk about. So, she closed her eyes and tried to sleep.

The night wind was blowing gently outside, and the weather tonight was not very good. The wind was cold. It was late autumn and winter was coming.

The next day, Mu Qingtian Early got up. However, I didn't expect Yun Zhuran to get up earlier than him.

Yun Zhuran was still in a cold war with him, with a straight face, not to mention a smile.

Mu Qingtian didn't dare to say anything. After a simple breakfast, he went to work.

When Mu Qingtian left, Yun Zhuran was relieved.

She took out her cell phone and called Luo Qianyu.

"Thousand Words, are you home?"

"Yes."

"Shall I go to your place? There's something I want to talk to someone about."

"Sure. My husband just left. It just so happens that I also feel very free. You don't have to go to work today."

Only then did Yun Zhuran remember that today was the day of rest. If he didn't go to work, he would forget all these things. Just after being a housewife for a while, she felt disconnected from society.

When they reached Luo Qianyu's house, the two of them enthusiastically held hands together. Seeing her good sister, Yun Zhuran smiled.

"How is it? Does marriage feel good?"

Luo Qianyu shrugged, "I don't feel anything. It's the same as before. The place I live in hasn't changed, and the people I live with haven't changed either. It's the same during the day, and it's the same at night."

As he spoke, he picked up the plum and took a bite.

Yun Zhuran said, "I envy you for being so happy all the time. Unlike me, nothing goes smoothly."

"What happened?" Luo Qianyu was Yun Zhuran's best friend and knew that something must have happened to Yun Zhuran.

Yun Zhuran gave a brief account of what happened last night. Luo Qianyu burst into laughter.

"It's just a small matter. Can you be so angry?"

Yun Zhuran's eyes widened, "Is this a small matter? It was a lipstick print, still on the collar. The problem is serious!"

Luo Qianyu waved his hand and handed a cushion to Yun Zhuran for her to hold. Yun Zhuran didn't understand what Luo Qianyu meant.

Luo Qianyu pointed at the cushion and said, "You don't understand what I mean yet. If you lose your temper and want to hit the wall, just put this on. You can hit it several times."

Yun Zhuran threw the cushion at Luo Qianyu, "Stop being so mean. Seriously, what would you do if this happened to you?"

Luo Qianyu held the cushion in his hand and his face became serious, "It's very simple. If something like this happened to me, I would keep quiet and make no trouble. I would throw my shirt into the washing machine and soak it up. Then she smiled and ate with her husband. After dinner, she went to bed and gave him a nice treat. That's it."

Such an answer surprised Yun Zhuran.

"That's it? You won't pursue it?"

"Pursue what?"

"Lipstick marks."

"That must have happened by accident. There were many flowers and plants outside. He's so good. It's not surprising that he has a hug. What's so strange about a little lipstick."

Luo Qianyu said with a smile.

Yun Zhuran was convinced.

"You, this is a good wife."

"Not a good wife, but I trust my husband. I believe in him, that means I believe in myself, that my own judgment is correct."