When she opened the door and went in, Feng Xue was doing some work on the balcony.

"What are you doing at night?" She saw that she was carrying a long bamboo pole and putting it on the railing.

"As you can see, set up a clothes drying pole. It will be easier for us to hang clothes in the future."

"Where did this thing come from?"

"Money can make things worse. The landlady has her own way."

Du Siqiu admired her greatly. This small temporarily rented apartment was strange and simple at first, but Feng Xue was able to come up with some new tricks every day. The broken lace around the bathroom mirror, the winter plum mural on the living room wall,

The potted plants and clothes drying pole on the balcony were all added little by little by her.

Du Siqiu couldn't help, so he collapsed on the sofa in the living room and watched TV. Feng Xue came into the room after finishing her work, and sat aside and looked at her with hesitation.

"You want to teach me politics, right? Come on, come on, I'm all ears." She turned off the TV and sat upright.

"We won't attend today, we'll talk about it later." She said, pulling out a letter from under the coffee table and handing it to her: "Just calm down and look at this."

When she saw the name of the sender, Peng Tao, she suddenly understood that it was a wedding invitation letter between him and Yao Yundi. She had already known that they were planning to get married, but she didn't expect that he would invite her to witness him.

New happiness. There is nothing more cruel than this showy provocation.

Feng Xue observed her face carefully and cursed angrily: "That son of a bitch Peng Tao is so mean!"

"If you're not mean, you're not Peng Tao." She never imagined that this day would come to her, and she would use harsh words to denounce her former love. Of course, Peng Tao always emphasized that she didn't understand love, and she didn't seem to be worthy of her love.

this title.

Feng Xue hugged her shoulders very domineeringly and comforted her: "Don't pay attention to him. I will introduce you to a man who is a hundred times better than Peng Tao and better than He Youdong another day."

"That's not necessary. He Youdong hasn't turned the page yet." She said calmly.

Feng Xue's eyes lit up: "Is there any drama?"

"Yes, of course." She said bravely.

"That's great. Let's go to He Youdong's house together on a cloudy day."

"What are you going for?"

"It's his birthday on a cloudy day, how could his soon-to-be girlfriend not be there?"

She nodded: "That's right!" She silently confessed in her heart: He Youdong, I'm sorry, I can't lose to Peng Tao, so I have to pester you.

They agreed on a time to go to the appointment in the dark night, and then went to wash up. Du Siqiu picked up a bucket full of clothes and walked to the back balcony. Clothes of various colors, dark and light, occupied the half-empty clothes drying pole. The wind was full.

As soon as you blow it, it turns into a dancing elf.

It feels so good, it feels more and more like home. Her parents both live in this city, and she often misses home, but rarely goes back. In her heart, home is a place that is elusive and out of reach.

The next evening.

They arrived at the door of He Youdong's house on time. Her hand holding Feng Xue's arm tightened subconsciously. Feng Xue smiled provocatively: "Someone is going to back out."

"Go away, don't underestimate me." Du Siqiu gave her a blank look and reached out to ring the doorbell, once and twice, but no one answered.

"What's going on?" Feng Xue was impatient and couldn't bear to wait for a moment. She came over and fixed a finger on the doorbell button. Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong. She pressed it several times, and finally there was a response.

The person who came to open the door was a man about the same age as He Youdong. He was tall and exuded a mature and steady aura. He showed a slightly apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, it was too noisy in the room, so I was late.

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"It doesn't matter, who are you?" Feng Xue put away her impatient expression and quickly put on a smiling face and asked, she had never seen him before.

"I am Youdong's college roommate Chen Jun, please come in."

"So we are also alumni!" Feng Xue screamed excitedly, and was pulled into the room by Du Siqiu.

The living room was noisy. There was only a fat man wearing black-rimmed glasses playing video games. Suddenly he saw a strange girl coming. He laughed and yelled in the direction of the kitchen: "Brother Dong, there is a beautiful girl looking for you. Come out and pick up the guest!"

Du Siqiu broke into a cold sweat, deeply afraid that He Youdong would fall out with her when he came out.

"Who is it?" He Youdong asked casually, bringing out a large cake with strawberry jam.

"Hi, we meet again." She subconsciously shrank behind Feng Xue.

"It's you." He responded perfunctorily, his mood not gloomy.

Feng Xue raised her chin as if to demonstrate: "Senior Brother He, you won't welcome the beauty when she arrives."

"Of course you're welcome, your friends are my friends." He showed a standard professional smile. In view of Du Siqiu's positive and cooperative attitude last time, he was very proud today.

"Sister-in-law, I knew you would come!" He Youxi suddenly appeared from nowhere and gave her an innocent smile.

He Youdong scolded softly: "Xixi, don't talk nonsense."

The little girl made a naughty face: "Okay, I know, it's okay to call her Sister Qiuqiu."

She thought that this game of chess was one wrong move and the whole game was lost. He Youdong resisted her suggestion so much that the game could no longer be played. In this case, she could only bow her head and admit defeat to Peng Tao. Until this moment,

Everything she did was just arguing with him about winning or losing.

There were six people present, including three ladies, but the number of good wives and mothers was zero. All the cooking work was done by the men, and several big men worked in the kitchen for a long time before dinner officially started.

Feng Xue was the first to pick up a piece of fermented tofu and put it in his mouth to taste it. He gave a thumbs up and praised: "It's delicious!"

"Thank you, thank you. I don't have any special hobbies, I just like to serve beautiful women." The fat man said modestly.

He Youdong exposed his shortcomings mercilessly: "Given your size, which dish here is cooked by you?"

"Why not? I've been responsible for all the dishes on the table, so why don't I take the credit?"

Chen Jun deliberately squinted his eyes and smiled: "Oh?"

"Of course, I wash all the dishes, doesn't that count?" the fat man said seriously, tapping the bowl with chopsticks.

After dinner, He Youdong and Chen Jun went out to buy beer. As soon as the girls lost their rice bowls, they crowded into the living room to watch TV, leaving the messy dining table untied. The fat man was not happy and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Aunts, please come and help me!"

He Youxi said without looking back: "Brother Xi, just accept your fate and wash yourself well."

"Fat man, thank you for your hard work. Please clean yourself up." Feng Xue helped.

Although the fat man talked a lot, he was honest and honest, and he had nothing to do with these two willful girls. Du Siqiu turned around and saw that he was helpless, secretly twisted Feng Xue's arm and said with a smile: "Look, I'm almost going to get fucked by you."

Cried."

In the end, she was the only one who went into the kitchen to help. The fat man helped her from the side and said cheerfully: "Meimei Du, it's better for you, you are the most hard-working and kind-hearted."

"You're welcome. I don't know how to do anything else. It's just a matter of washing dishes." She was also really surprised that she never did a good job in cooking. She only did the dishwashing job, and she did it better than anyone else. She washed the dishes quickly and efficiently.

Clean. "Fat man, what's your name?"

"Haha, my name is He Xi, everyone calls me Fatty."

Her lips curled up slightly, "José, Jose, Sanmao's Jose?"

The fat man explained seriously: "No, no, no, He is He Youdong's He, Xi is clear Xi. He Youdong is my cousin."

"Ha, you guys started chatting so quickly." The person who spoke was Chen Jun. He and He Youdong came in carrying two bags of beer.

He Youdong glanced at the fat man and said, "You boy, try calling me He Youdong again in the future."

"Yes, yes, brother." He said politely: "Brother, my aunt, didn't she say she would come over?"

He Youdong threw the beer into the refrigerator, and his expressionless face froze instantly: "Who, who did you say is coming?"

The fat man raised his voice and said, "Who else can it be? Your mother or my aunt!"

"You must have remembered it wrong. She said she couldn't come."

"I'm sure, they will be here soon, Xixi told me."

Du Siqiu's washing speed slowed down, and the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously. Oh, God help me!

Then the doorbell really rang, very urgent, but it sounded particularly pleasant to her ears.

"Fat man, go and open the door. Hold my mother first. Remember, don't let her enter my room." He warned her repeatedly, turned around and grabbed Du Siqiu and said, "You, come with me." He was very strong.

Big, he pulled her into the room without any explanation, without any effort.

She leaned against the wall, broke away from his hand, and smiled strangely: "I won't talk nonsense, what are you afraid of?"

"You're not talking nonsense? Only the devil will believe you!" If she hadn't told his sister nonsense in the supermarket last time, the rumors about him and her would not have spread to his mother. This old lady is really easy to follow the wind.

It's rain, and now they are coming to conduct surprise inspections.

He was very close to her, but his eyes were blurred, as if covered with a layer of fog: "Is it you?"

"Whatever you think."

"There are so many men in the world who can act with you, why don't you find someone else? Do you like me?" he teased.

She shook her head nonchalantly: "Why, can't I like you?"

"Speak nicely." He said coldly, as if he was repelling others from joking about their feelings. "I'm going out to see my mother now. You stay here. I'm warning you not to play any tricks again, otherwise I won't be polite to you!"

She blocked the doorknob and tried to convince him further: "Actually, I really think we are quite compatible."

"Okay, since you said so...then I'll help you." He lowered his head, his face getting closer and closer, and his lips almost touched hers.

"Stop, stop, stop!" She was startled, and reflexively stretched out her hand to press his mouth to stop his provocation, her heart pounding. Her thin palms covered his lips, leaving
To be continued...