Honda stopped slowly. Where the headlights shone, there were all factories built with asbestos tiles. The spacing between each house was very narrow. Xue Yang could not imagine that Xia Shu's home was in this place.

"I'll take you back." It was pitch black and there was no light at all. What if something unexpected happened?

"I haven't been in this area since I was a child, and I can walk with my eyes closed."

Xue Yang didn't say anything, took out an umbrella from the trunk under the rain, stepped on a piece of rainy flowers in high-end leather shoes, and her trousers became soaked in a while.

Xia Shu felt a little embarrassed: "I really bothered you."

Xue Yang didn't say anything and silently opened the umbrella for her.

Following a path of stinging intestines, Xia Shu stopped in front of a flat side. In the man's surprised gaze, she turned over the red brick on the ground and took out a key from it. She had a bad memory and often threw it away to prevent her key from being lost. She simply hid it under the brick.

Tag, when she turned on the light, Xue Yang's eyes were shocked when the energy-saving lights lit up.

This is a very small house with no bathroom, the kitchen is connected to the living room, and the bedroom is small enough to accommodate only a bed. He couldn't help but think of the slums in India.

Tick, tick... Xue Yang looked up and saw rows of drainage droplets hanging on the ceiling.

Xia Shujia took out a few plastic basins from the kitchen and started to collect water: "This is the case with the old house, it doesn't matter, you go back first, I can handle it."

Some people are mature on the surface, mentally naive, and the childish are incompatible with the world; some people are childish on the surface, psychologically mature, and the mature are heartbreaking.

Xue Yang walked up to her: "Stop busy."

"How can that work?"

"Go to my place."

"Ha?" Her mouth was enough to stuff an egg, and she paused, and Xia Shu half-jokingly said: "It's not good for a lonely man or a widow."

Xue Yang had a cold face: "What's wrong with it?"

She glanced at her nest. She didn't think her mother was ugly, and her dog was poor. No matter what, this was her home. Xue Yang took her in for a night, but she couldn't take her in for the rest of her life.

"I'm still used to being at home, and I'll just find someone to repair the roof tomorrow."

As soon as he finished speaking, the light bulb above his head suddenly exploded and the room suddenly fell into darkness.

It was probably caused by moisture. Looking at the darkness in front of me, the summer tree felt the feeling of raining all night long for the first time.

“Is there anything to clean up?”

In the darkness, she shook her head silently.

"Let's go." Xue Yang turned around and walked to the door.

Go out, lock the door, put the keys, and complete the action in one go.

There was a soothing piano music in the car. Xia Shu leaned against the car window and breathed a sigh of relief from her mouth. She drew a smile on the car window. Not long after, the steam turned the smile into a crying face.

"What disease does your mother have?" Xue Yang glanced at the graffiti on the car window.

"I fell down while working and had an intracranial bleeding." If that weren't the case, they might not even have a place to live. The factory manager was afraid of taking responsibility, so he gave them the dormitory he had lived in before free of charge and treated it as medical compensation.

"oh."

——Separation line—

After getting on the elevator, Xia Shu couldn't help asking: "The guard seems to be afraid of you."

Xue Yang said without changing his face: "I sued them because of the parking space two years ago."

Hiss... The lawyer really can't afford to offend him.

Although his residence is not as exaggerated as 6 Yichen's villa, it is relatively speaking, a luxury house.

It is 120 square meters, with two floors above and below. The decoration style is cool. In addition to home appliances, there are some collections. He prefers antiques. There are quaint dishes and teapots on the wooden shelves. There are ink paintings on the walls and modernist oil paintings. The two different styles are blended without any sense of incongruity.

What interested Xia Shu the most was the piano in the living room, with a lifting cover behind her butt. She had only seen this kind of piano in a big shopping mall. She deliberately looked at it at that time and the cheapest price was more than 100,000 yuan. I don’t know how much Xue Yang costs.

Xue Yang was hanging his clothes when he turned around and saw Xia Shu sitting in front of the piano, looking eager to try.

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Her fingers are very beautiful, thin and long, and her nails are light pink. This kind of hand is best for playing the piano.

Xue Yang couldn't help but stop.

But when the melody of "Two Tigers" sounded, the man went upstairs silently.

When I got down again, I had an extra bath towel and a men's shirt in my hand.

"I'll just make it tonight, and I'll ask someone to send clean clothes tomorrow."

Natsuki took it and said, "Oh."

“The guest room is next to the master bedroom, with separate bathrooms inside, and toiletries are under the cabinet.”

After the explanation, Xue Yang looked at the clock and it was already three o'clock in the morning. He rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Go to bed early."

"good."

After washing up, Xia Shu was wearing Xue Yang's shirt and lying on the bed to count sheep.

Strangely, I could fall asleep on the bus before, but what happened tonight? The bed was very comfortable and the quilt was soft, so why didn’t I feel sleepy at all?

Coincidentally, Xia Shu was not the only one who had insomnia tonight.

On the open-air balcony, 6 Yichen stood on the railing, holding a mint cigarette with his fingers. He felt footsteps behind him, and subconsciously pinched out the cigarette butt.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" She didn't feel sleepy because of the jet lag, and couldn't figure out why he wasn't sleepy.

6 Yichen turned around and looked at her and said, "You go first, I want to stay alone for a while."

Xia Qian was stunned. He had never neglected herself like this. The sudden sense of gap hit her hard.

"Ayi, do you have any worries?"

An inexplicable sense of irritability came, and his tone couldn't help but a little aggravated: "I said, go to bed first."

Xia Qian's face turned pale: "You're angry with me."

Not long ago, she told him indirectly that something was wrong with her father's company and hoped to lend a helping hand like the previous two times. 6 Yichen was very cold and even showed an impatient look, which instantly made her heart fall to the bottom.

"I'm not angry with you."

He knew very well what Xia Songtao had made, but this matter had nothing to do with his insomnia tonight.

“…Dad is not what you think.”

"Xiao Qian." 6 Yichen interrupted her: "I want to stay alone for a while?"

"...You weren't like this before." Xia Qian murmured in disappointment.

In the past, he would have satisfied no matter what she asked. He would never interrupt her words like now, and his tone would have become imperative.

"You were not like this before." After saying that, his tall body passed by her and walked directly toward the second bedroom.

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The author has something to say: Thank you Qianqianfang for the diamonds he gave me.
Chapter completed!