1000 meters in diameter

Seeing that he was not moving, Qiao Yu snapped her fingers again: "What's the matter, you're not welcome?"

Only then did An Ning come back to her senses: "No, please come in."

The floor was clean and dust-free. Zhou Zheng's shiny leather shoes were about to step on them when they suddenly hovered in mid-air and retreated outside the door.

"Bring me a pair of slippers, this kid is very clean."

An Ning had no choice but to bend down to find a pair of relatively large slippers from the shoe cabinet, put them neatly in front of him, and then quietly observed his appearance while he lowered his head to change his shoes.

He is tall, but thinner than Han Yan, and his muscles are not so well-proportioned.His facial features are handsome, with a little bit of mixed blood, his lips are thin, his nose is straight like a small ridge, and his eyes are always smiling.

quite handsome.

He doesn't mean that Han Yan is not handsome.Han Yan is also handsome, but has a bad temper.The person in front of him was different. He was polite and non-aggressive. Most importantly, his surname was Joe.

Will it be...?

The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.An Ning didn't dare to think about it too presumptuously, and planned to test it a little bit.

"You live in this neighborhood too?"

Just as he plucked up the courage to ask, Qiao Yu's attention was drawn away by Han Yan who was half asleep on the sofa, "Hey, what's wrong with Han Yan."

"Ah?" He turned his head, "Oh. I seem to have a fever. I had a little cough just now. After eating...that's it."

Qiao Yu took out the thermometer from the drawer familiarly, and together with An Ning helped Han Yan to lie on the couch, opened his sweater and took his temperature.

"This kid, it's sinking again."

With wheat-colored skin and undulating abdominal muscles, Han Yan should exercise regularly.

An Ning looked away.

Qiao Yu smiled: "Excuse me?"

He insisted: "No."

But the eyelashes have already drooped, and the bright eyes are covered with curtains, "You haven't answered me yet."

"Huh?" Qiao Yu looked at him with interest, with an ambiguous attitude, "Oh, you ask me where I live. I am a person who lives all over the world and travels around five lakes." He blinked his left eye at An Ning, " I happened to be wandering here today, and meeting the benefactor is a predestined relationship."

An Ning was amused by him and laughed: "What?"

Really out of tune.

"Haven't Han Yan mentioned me to you?"

"No."

"Hey, you say he's a guy... He and I are the best buddies who are childhood buddies. We grew up together in this yard. My house is in the next building, and it's just a short walk away. His house was originally It's not far away, but his parents divorced and sold the house, and he moved back by himself after graduating from college."

An Ning grasped the point, and continued to insinuate: "So you still live in this community?"

"My parents still live here. I just came back today to take a look, just by the way." He looked back at Han Yan, took off the thermometer and clicked his tongue, "38 degrees 4, it's okay, I can't die. Family, come here to take care of him?"

An Ning hurriedly shook her head, "No, no, it's just... a coincidence."

Qiao Yu obviously had a big heart, so she didn't ask any more questions. Looking left and right, she saw the finished takeaway box. She didn't see anything and said that she was hungry. She got up and began to look through Han Yan's refrigerator.

An Ning chased after him: "Have you not eaten? Let me make some for you. He should have noodles here."

Qiao Yu was not polite: "Okay! It would be even better with fried eggs."

"Okay." An Ning was thankful that her eggs were fried well.

Set up a pot, turn on the fire, and add water.

When the water boiled, Qiao Yu leaned sideways on the cooking table, watching him cook with a half-smile, her eyes glued to him.

"You live next door to him?"

To avoid complications, An Ning nodded silently.

"Never heard of it, did you just move here?"

"It's been a few months since I moved here."

"Oh, I haven't been here in the past two months, no wonder I haven't seen you. If I knew you were here, I would have come earlier."

He speaks directly, his eyes are more direct, and he jokes half-truths.An Ning couldn't stand it any longer. She stirred the pot with a spoon and whispered to herself, "So you talk so much..."

"What did you say?" Qiao Yu picked an apple from the fruit bowl and handed it to him with a smile, "The voice is so small, a mosquito humming like a little girl. It's cute, it's a bit annoying."

Upon hearing the familiar words "mosquito hum", An Ning's mind was shaken, and she looked up at Qiao Yu.

If the distance is a coincidence, what about the surname, what about the words you have said, are so many coincidences?

Impossible, it must be him.

It's just...it's just that the voice is not very similar.

On the phone, Ah Wen's voice seemed to be deeper.But this is not accurate, after all, the voice of a person on the phone will not be exactly the same as usual.

"Is it cute? I don't think so." An Ning smiled with her head down, her eyes restrained, but Yu Bo was still looking at Qiao Yu, "Fei Er, don't listen."

"How can I do that, I have to listen." Qiao Yu approached with a smile, and put a pack of instant noodles in front of him, "You want to take care of him here all night?"

An Ning lowered her eyes: "Of course not."

Why take care of the big villain for one night.

"I can rest assured that."

"Relax what?"

"If you really take care of him all night, this kid's life will be great. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep because of envy." Qiao Yu pointed.

An Ning tore open the package, put the bread into the water, and slowly stirred it with a pair of long chopsticks in her hands. Her heart was full of joy of recognizing the other party first, with a slight smile on her cheeks, "It's good to be sick and die!" .”

This game is endless.

The two talked to each other, as if they completely forgot about the people on the sofa, until they heard a few suppressed coughs.Han Yan woke up a little bit from the groggy state, his brows stretched a lot, it may be that the antipyretics given earlier have finally taken effect.

"Are you awake?" Qiao Yu walked over to pat him, "You said I was so lucky that I bumped into you and fell down as soon as I arrived, and almost took you to the hospital."

It took Han Yan a while to see his face clearly, and he sat up slowly: "Why are you here?"

They don't have an appointment today.

"Fortunately, I'm here." Qiao Yu joked in a low voice, "Today's trip, it's really a big loss if I don't come."

At first Han Yan didn't understand what he meant, following his gaze, he saw the handsome figure in front of the stove.

The old apron that An Ning found from no one knew where it was worn was a bit too big and was empty. The strap on the right shoulder had slipped to the bottom of the shoulder, and only the left side was still hanging.

"What are you doing?" Han Yan asked hoarsely.

"He's cooking noodles for me." Qiao Yu sat down next to him, put the apple that An Ning just gave into her mouth, took a big crisp bite, and said while chewing, "My mother is going out with my old sister today. I went, no one cooks, and the old man won’t let me order takeaway, which made me hungry.” Picked up another one and handed it over, “Do you want to eat?”

Han Yan blocked his hand and looked straight at An Ning, "You cook as soon as he asks you to cook. Are you a nanny?"

An Ning just brought over the cooked noodles, halfway there, her footsteps stopped awkwardly, and she looked at Qiao Yu in bewilderment.

His eyes looked like he was asking for help.

Qiao Yu frowned, got up and went to pick up the bowl, "Give it to me, be careful not to burn it."

"no, I'm fine."

"Let me do it."

The two fought for a while, and the hot soup in the bowl swirled out and splashed on An Ning's hands, causing him to groan softly.

Han Yan suddenly got up.

"Are you all right?" Qiao Yu immediately put down the bowl, and pulled An Ning's red wrist to check.

"fine--"

Before he finished speaking, a hand behind him roughly grabbed his forearm, dragged him to the kitchen sink, and turned on the faucet to flush his wrist.

Qiao Yu also went over, crossed her hips and looked concerned, "Are you all right?"

Han Yan suddenly shouted: "Who asked you to cook noodles for him?!"

An Ning was taken aback by the yelling, and stood straight, her eye circles turned red, "I'm sorry..."

Qiao Yu slammed the faucet off, and went straight to grab An Ning's shoulder again: "Come and sit with me, don't talk to him, he's just an idiot."

An Ning broke free from his hand and shook her head: "No, I'm leaving first."

Then he took off the apron, grabbed the guitar and went downstairs quickly without even saying goodbye.

Qiao Yu pointed at Han Yan and cursed at his eighteenth generation ancestors, "I'm leaving too, so I won't be bothered by you."

The door slammed.

A room that was noisy and bustling just now suddenly fell silent.Whether it is gentle, violent, cute, friendly, all kinds of emotions and pictures disappear without a trace.

There is only a pool of dirty stains left on the floor, which is disgusting to look at.

Time passed by, Han Yan sat alone on the sofa, and heard the sound of rain that was not completely stopped outside the window.

After a while, he couldn't sit still anymore, took out a big black umbrella from the shoe cabinet and rushed downstairs.

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It's still cloudy outside, and the rain is already light, but if you walk from the community to the subway station, your clothes will definitely be completely wet.

As soon as An Ning came out of the corridor, she wrapped her coat tightly, and the collar of the jacket was turned up to hide her chin.

The cold weather and wet clothes make people very uncomfortable.

Just after walking 50 meters, the sky above my head suddenly cleared.

When he turned his head, he saw Qiao Yu standing on his left side, with his left hand in his pocket and his right hand holding a blue umbrella.

"Didn't you say you were his neighbor?" Qiao Yu laughed jokingly.

An Ning lowered her head, the feeling of grievance dissipated.

"I'm going to see the house."

"Going to move?"

"Ah."

"That's right, it's really boring to be a neighbor with someone like him. If you can't find a suitable one, you can see if there is any room in my mother's building. Maybe my mother can help you bargain."

"Then..." An Ning was carrying the guitar, clutching the shoulder strap tightly, "Can I leave you a phone number?"

"Telephone?" Qiao Yu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately realized, "Of course it's no problem, do you want WeChat?"

An Ning nodded silently, slid the phone away, turned the phone around and handed it over, "Scan me."

"Qiao Yu, Qiao from the trees, and the island from the island." Qiao Yu was kind, "I added you."

"Well," An Ning rubbed her feet on the ground, "My name is An."

This hint should be obvious enough.

Qiao Yu didn't notice at all: "Remarks, Xiaoan."

"You—" An Ning choked, pursed her lips, paused, and muttered in a low voice, "You're so stupid."

"Ok?"

"Forget it, let's go."

The two held an umbrella together, their shoulders were very close, they chatted a few words from time to time, looked at each other and smiled.

At the entrance of the corridor, a person was half hidden in the darkness, his right hand holding the umbrella was tightened, and he turned and went upstairs.