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He happened to be going to the kitchen to wash his hands. When he put on his slippers and walked into the dining room, the sunset glow outside the window dyed the sky crimson and shone into the room, half dark and half bright.

Ji Lingqu happened to be sitting where the setting sun was shining, his whole body was smudged with a layer of warm orange, and the smoky pupils under his thick black eyelashes also shone with orange-gold light.

Probably noticing Xie Ya coming in, Ji Lingqu raised his eyes and glanced at him lightly, without saying a word, then lowered his head and continued to eat cake and drink milk tea.

He didn't cut the cake into small pieces, but directly dug the whole cake with a fork. At this moment, he had already wiped out one-third of the cake.

Seeing this, Xie Ya was not angry, but felt that Ji Lingqu was childish and cute.

He walked into the kitchen and washed his hands several times with disinfectant and alcohol before finally feeling relieved.

Opening the refrigerator, Xie Ya took out a cup and made a mojito. The addition of lime and mint made the whole glass look very refreshing, which was very suitable for summer.

Xie Ya pulled out the chair, put the wine glass on the table, and sat opposite Ji Lingqu. Ji Lingqu's eyelashes were half closed, and he didn't intend to look at him at all, and of course he didn't make a sound to drive him away.

The two lived peacefully on each side, silent, and when Xie Ya pondered whether he should take the opportunity to apologize now, Ji Lingqu spoke first, "The cake is delicious."

“The milk tea is also delicious.”

After a pause, his fat jade-like ears were filled with a light color of blood, his thin lips were slightly drawn, and he raised his half-closed eyelids to stare at Xie Ya, "Thank you."

In an instant, Xie Ya's heart seemed to have a sweet spring breeze blowing past.

Ji Lingqu didn't hear Xie Ya's response for a long while, and was thinking about whether to say something more, when he felt a warmth coming from the corner of his lips, it was Xie Ya's thumb.

The two looked at each other, and both of them were stunned. Xie Ya suddenly realized that his action was a bit offensive, and his arm was stiff for a few seconds. He could only withdraw his hand pretending to be calm, and said, "You have cream on the corner of your mouth."

In fact, his ears were already bleeding red, and he secretly scolded himself for not having a long memory.

The result of two rookies pecking at each other is that neither of them is embarrassed to look up at the other.

Xie Ya is really shameless.

Thinking this way, Ji Lingqu dug a big mouthful of cake and stuffed it into his mouth. The sweet taste instantly soothed all restless emotions.

Although he is not ashamed, the food he makes is delicious.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his lips, like the twilight of the morning sun, warm but not warm.

A cake and a cup of milk tea successfully coaxed people back.

Xie Ya breathed a sigh of relief, Ji Lingqu was quite easy to coax, and he wasn't too arrogant to talk too much.

Drinking a sip of wine from time to time, quietly eating cake and milk tea with Ji Lingqu, and occasionally chatting a few words, the atmosphere is quite warm.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Xie Ya had enough rest and started to prepare dinner.

Lu Fangchao picked some vegetables and green onions from the backyard and handed them to Xie Ya, "Do you still remember the scholar of your Uncle Liu's family?"

Xie Ya took it and put it in the sink neatly to clean it, "Remember, he is two years older than me, and we played together when we were young."

Just last week he saw Liu Shuhao coming back to visit Uncle Liu. Liu Shuhao and his parents live in another place, and it takes about four or ten minutes by car. When he was young, Liu Shuhao would be sent by his parents to accompany Uncle Liu every summer vacation. Xie Ya’s house is next door. , The two of them naturally played together when they were young.

"Shu Hao is going to bring his girlfriend back today. I heard from Lao Liu that it is going to be settled. I guess there will be a happy event at the end of the year or the beginning of the next year." Lu Fangchao said again: "It can be regarded as a matter of old Liu's mind."

"That's good. Grandpa, have you seen Brother Shuhao's girlfriend?" Xie Ya asked casually without stopping his movements.

"No, isn't it almost time for dinner? I don't have the nerve to stay. When I went to pick vegetables, I heard voices coming from the next door. It should be that Shuhao and his girlfriend are back." Lu Fangzhao stared at Xie Ya's pot. , said: "Put more sugar."

Xie Ya pretended to be deaf, Lu Fangchao saw Xie Ya's hard heart, and walked away dejectedly.

The weather was getting hotter, Xie Ya wore a short-sleeved shirt after taking a shower, and the night wind was blowing in through the window, so comfortable that people couldn't help but close their eyes and feel it carefully.

Ji Lingqu was sitting by the window drying his long hair. The ink-dyed black hair and cold white skin formed a stark contrast, making the black thicker and the white brighter. His long eyelashes drooped, as if the room was full of moonlight. fundus.

No one spoke, quietly feeling this beautiful night.

"Ah—" With a piercing scream, the tranquility of the night was suddenly broken.

"It's coming from the next door!" Xie Ya was keenly aware that before he could put on his shoes, he rushed downstairs, followed by Ji Lingqu.

"Bang bang bang!" Xie Ya couldn't knock on the courtyard door of Uncle Liu's house, so he simply kicked the door open.

The houses here basically retain the wooden structure from before. Xie Ya looked at the closed door, wanting to see if the window next to it could be opened, but at this moment there were creepy hissing sounds from inside the door. call.

It was a woman's sharp scream, like the last groan with all her strength before dying.

Xie Ya could no longer be so scruples, and kicked open the not-so-strong door.

The scene that caught his eyes made him pale with shock, and the blood flowed backwards all over his body.

The woman was lying on the ground, trying hard to crawl out. Her long hair was loose, her face was as pale as paper, her face was twisted to hideous because of the pain, and she kept spitting blood from her mouth, dyeing the floor scarlet. What he didn't dare to look directly at was her waist, which was constantly shrinking, strangling into a real wasp waist, as if trying to cut her off at the waist.

She stretched out her blood-stained hand towards Xie Ya, the air was filled with a strong smell of blood, blood-red palm prints were everywhere on the wall, as if a ghost had descended.

"Help--"