Taxis could not enter the community at their base, so they got off the car at the door. Fu Yanqing watched Qiao Yu calmly trying to follow the taxi, and quickly pulled her back and touched Qiao Yu's face: "I'm so drunk. ”
Qiao Yu looked uncertain: "No."
Fu Yanqing looked at it suspiciously for a while, and found that Qiao Yu was indeed the same as usual, and couldn't be any more normal, so he took Qiao Yu to the base, and after walking for a while, he realized something was wrong - well, she was doing the same thing with the same hand. The feet have walked all the way.
Why is Qiao Yu always like this? Fu Yanqing couldn't help but feel anger rising in her heart.
You were obviously drunk and uncomfortable, you were obviously not sober at all, you seemed to have so many grievances, you even secretly retched and smoked secretly, why didn't you say it?
Will telling it cost her her life?
Fu Yanqing pulled Qiao Yu into his arms angrily: "Okay, I can't even walk anymore and I'm still being so stubborn."
Qiao Yu's brain was so slow that if an opera appeared in front of her, she would probably sneak close to the dark shadow of the building. She really couldn't understand why Fu Yanqing suddenly became angry, so she had to show a cautious and flattering puppy smile.
Fu Yanqing's heart suffocated, and the pain spread along with the incomprehension and unwillingness from a few years ago. He wanted to strangle Qiao Yu to death on the spot, so that she would no longer be able to confuse people with that face.
Everyone at the base had basically gone back to their houses to rest. Fu Yanqing held Qiao Yu in his arms like he was pulling a carrot and took her back to his room with the aura of holding a hostage. Qiao Yu looked confused the whole time, but she didn't want to make Fu Yanqing angry, so she behaved obediently. After a while, he watched Fu Yanqing looking for medicine for himself and sat quietly on the sofa for a while.
Qiao Yu slowly discovered that the layout of Fu Yanqing's room was different from the last time she came here. Originally, there was an unexpected computer in the middle of the room, which made people suspect that Fu Yanqing was sleeping on the gaming chair. Now the computer has been moved to the corner. The bed was finally back where it belonged, and a small beanbag was added.
Fu Yanqing found the hangover medicine, asked Qiao Yu to stretch out her hand and squeezed a pill into her hand. Just as she was about to get the water glass, Qiao Yu had already swallowed the small pill with her saliva.
Her expression of "I will take poison even if she gives me it" made Fu Yanqing really unable to show off his cruelty, so he looked back and thought, what could he do even if he was cruel? Could he really strangle her to death?
Fu Yanqing has been studying well since she was a child. She has a happy family and her parents are open-minded. When she enters the society, she doesn't need to look at anyone's face. Even if she is a minority, her beauty and academic qualifications are all taken care of in the circle. He has been a champion since he started his career, and his net worth has skyrocketed in just two years. There has never been anything that can be called an insurmountable hurdle.
Except Qiao Yu.
Fu Yanqing stood there and let out a long sigh, suddenly feeling uncontrollable and helpless, so he had to flee the scene, went to the bathroom, soaked a towel in hot water, and prepared to wipe Qiao Yu's face.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the bathroom, there was a scream outside. It was probably the drunk who knocked something over. Fu Yanqing hurried out and saw Qiao Yu sitting on the ground covering her knees. The cup on the small coffee table overturned and warm water poured down. land.
Qiao Yu looked at Fu Yanqing with a wronged and guilty look like a child who had done something bad. Fu Yanqing, who was naturally protective, wanted to carry Qiao Yu to the bed and wrap her up in a soft quilt. She even said in a soft voice: "Where did you hit me?" Let me see?”
Qiao Yu stared at Fu Yanqing, her eyes suddenly turned red, and her tears flowed freely, wishing they could flow out like a fountain.
Fu Yanqing had never seen such a scene before. Although Qiao Yu always looked like a little white rabbit in his memory, she had never shed tears. She couldn't help but suspect that she had scared someone just now. She quickly grabbed Qiao Yu's hand and said, "What's wrong? Is this? Qiao Qiao, what’s wrong with you? It’s my fault. I’m not trying to hurt you. Can you tell me if you feel uncomfortable?”
It was the first time that Fu Yanqing had coaxed someone so patiently. He was so numb that he trembled three times. He thought it would be effective, but Qiao Yu cried even harder. She didn't know which acupuncture point was hit, and her tears were like beads on a string. , falling down uncontrollably.
Fu Yanqing was afraid that Qiao Yu would lose strength from crying, so he had to hold Qiao Yu in his arms and let her lie on his shoulder. He stroked her back repeatedly and comforted her softly: "Okay, okay, it's okay." , Qiaoqiao, be good, stop crying..."
After a while, Qiao Yu stopped crying so much and could speak. Only then did Fu Yanqing hear her soft voice: "It hurts..."
Fu Yanqing's heart melted in half, and he coaxed softly: "Where does it hurt?"
Half of Qiao Yu's brain is on the earth, and the other half has ascended to heaven long ago. Her speech is not controlled by her brain at all. She originally wanted to say that her mother's slap hurt, the ash burned on her arm hurt, and the mop in the school toilet hurt her stomach, but no After accidentally knocking over the water glass on the table, her father's beating was very painful. These pains were all painful, making her feel like she was nailed to death in a small black square bucket, unable to breathe or shed tears.
But when the words came to her lips, she couldn't say anything. The square bucket was hidden in her heart, and her subconscious locked the pain in it. It was so rotten that it oozed pus and she didn't want to let it out. She said: "Deer-headed one." The hook... hurts.”
Fu Yanqing: "..."
Fu Yanqing suspected that Qiao Yu had a fever after drinking some wine.
After tossing for a long time, Qiao Yu was probably really tired, so she fell asleep on Fu Yanqing's shoulder after a while. Fu Yanqing moved her to the bed, wiped away the tear stains with the hot towel, wrapped Qiao Yu in a soft quilt, and lay down I watched quietly for a while.
The lights were turned off and the curtains were drawn up. Fu Yanqing found that Qiao Yu was not sleeping peacefully, with her brows furrowed and sometimes gasping for air. She didn't know what kind of nightmare she had.
Fu Yanqing put his hands on the quilt and patted her like a child. Looking at Qiao Yu's smooth face, he had a bad feeling in his heart about Qiao Yu's past that he didn't know about.
When JT was first established, it was equipped with a psychological counselor. However, each member of the team had bigger hearts than the other, let alone Fu Yanqing, who had no need at all, so the counselor always lived in the base of the second team and the substitutes. Here, Zoe is the only one who occasionally goes to chat with her when she is too busy and stressed.
Fu Yanqing took out her mobile phone and searched for the counselor's WeChat account for a long time, asking her to come over and have a meal together tomorrow. Then she saw an advertisement popping up by another rogue software - to test whether your old relationship is unforgettable.
Ah, night, countless nights of emotional outbursts, countless nights where lovers can't fall asleep, the night is like a devil, even a cold-hearted woman like Fu Yanqing can't help but open the floodgates of emotion.
Fu Yanqing's face was expressionless, and he put his finger in honestly. After answering a few questions, he felt speechless for his mental retardation, so he turned off his phone and fell asleep.
Fu Yanqing didn't know about rogue software. Songsong, who had just left the show, was full of emotions about the past and full of enthusiasm for the future. He wanted to post a high-spirited friend circle. He casually swiped and found Fu Yanqing's message without knowing it. A mini game to share. [I achieved a good score of 0 seconds in the "Dog Not a Wife" game. Come and try it too! 】
Songsong thought that he had finally suffered from Alzheimer's disease. He stared at the notes for a long time. After confirming that he was indeed correct, he slowly tapped "?" in the comment area
Then, after refreshing, Fu Yanqing's comment area was filled with "?" from those who were in service and retired, those who knew each other and those who didn't know each other, and Fu Yanqing's comment area was filled. Fu Yanqing himself did not know that he would not be safe in the evening, but he still hugged Qiao Meimei. I was sleeping soundly.
Qiao Yu had a dream about when she was in kindergarten. A college intern teacher just came to the small kindergarten in the county. He was gentle and soft-spoken. When he got up from nap to tie Qiao Yu's pigtails, he noticed a mark on the back of Qiao Yu's neck, which seemed to be permed and was round in shape. Circles can easily make people think of bad things.
The teacher tied Qiao Yu's hair into pigtails and asked seriously: "Qiao Yu, is anyone bullying you?"
Qiao Yu replied obediently: "No, teacher, everyone is very nice to me."
Qiao Yu's expression was flawless, well-behaved and natural, with the immaturity and confusion of a child. So the teacher thought it might have been accidentally left behind at some time, and didn't ask any more questions, but he also paid more attention to this classmate who was like a doll. Dessert eyes.
It wasn't until the next day that the teacher noticed that Qiao Yu was always scratching her arms unconsciously. He rolled up Qiao Yu's sleeves and discovered a new burn.
Qiao Yu heard the teacher say to herself: "Qiao Qiao, can the teacher go and chat with your parents tonight? When will they get off work?"
No, Qiao Yu thought to herself, don’t come, please.
Qiao Yu heard her soft childish voice: "At six or seven o'clock, mom will pick me up after get off work."
Qiao Yu's mother is a gentle and beautiful woman, and her father is even more gentle and talented. Sitting in the warmly decorated living room, the teacher saw photos of a family of three near the TV, as well as children's graffiti that had been collected on the wall, and there was not even an ashtray. Coffee table, I suspected that I was thinking wrongly.
The teacher looked at Qiao Yu's mother's very deceptive white face and couldn't help but tell the truth: "I saw the burns on Qiao Yu's arms, and I was a little worried. I would like to ask if the parents know about this?"
Qiao Yu's mother's surprised expression flashed across her face, she gently pulled Qiao Yu's arm, looked back and forth, and said worriedly: "Yu Yu, what's going on? Is anyone bullying you in school?"
No, Qiao Yu thought to herself, teacher, please open the cabinet under the coffee table and take a look.
Qiao Yu heard her childish voice admitting her mistake: "I'm sorry, mom, I shouldn't have secretly played with your eyelash curlers."
The concern in Qiao Yu's mother's eyes was so real: "Yu Yu, mom didn't blame you. How could you not tell me that you were hurt? Mom is very worried about you."
After finishing the meal, the teacher was completely relieved. Qiao Yu's father had a very gentle temper, and he spoke well and was emotionally stable. He was almost elegant beyond the substance. Her mother was kind and gentle. If this was all just an act, these two people wouldn't have to go to work. After leaving the entertainment industry, it will not be a problem to rise to the top within two years.
Qiao Yu was sitting on the sofa watching TV, her eyes kept glancing at the door. The teacher said to her parents: "It's really disturbing, so I'll leave first. Goodbye Qiao Qiao, see you at school tomorrow!"
Don't go, Qiao Yu thought to herself, please, don't go.
Since I have no hesitation in coming, don't leave again, don't leave me here.
Qiao Yu could still only hear her cute and childish voice: "Goodbye, teacher."
The door closed, and the room suddenly fell into darkness. The parents at the door turned back at the same time, their faces expressionless, like two evil ghosts ready to attack.
Qiao Yu woke up with a start. The room was dark, and the curtains were thick, blocking out the sun completely. The quilt was filled with an unfamiliar smell. After Qiao Yu reacted for a while, she realized that it seemed to be the smell of Fu Yanqing's coat.
Qiao Yu sat up suddenly, on the empty big bed, in the empty Fu Yanqing's room.
She sat blankly for a moment, then picked up her phone, not forgetting to switch to the trumpet, and sent a trembling post - [What should I do when I wake up and find myself in my ex-wife's sister's bed? Urgent]
(End of chapter)
The author said: The next chapter only has a little content about the competition, you can watch it with the day after tomorrow