Ex-husband sells for 300 yuan

This is the second time they have wished each other Happy New Year this year.

The last time was at Disney on New Year's Day.Bevisi was so sleepy that she could hardly keep her eyes open, and her speech was a little slurred.

But this time, he was very conscious, and could still hear some faint noises coming from behind Ling Qian.

"Why are you so noisy all of a sudden?" He asked Ling Qian.

"A lot of people set off fireworks and firecrackers," Ling Qian said, "Now there is thick smoke billowing outside, full of air pollution!"

Beviscio was slightly surprised: "Is this okay? No one cares?"

"I'm not in the urban area now," Ling Qian said, "Our family will come to the villa on the outskirts of the city to stay for a few days every Chinese New Year, and entertain relatives by the way."

"...Then you said just now that you came to find me." Bei Weixi muttered in a low voice.

"If you want to see me, I'll come." Ling Qian said.

"..."

"I can come over now, too."

"Let me watch the fireworks first." Bevisi said.

"Wait a moment," the voice over there quickly became noisier, and Ling Qian seemed to have come to the window, "Then let's change the video!"

Of course Bevisi would not refuse, he wanted to see more than just fireworks.

After the connection was successful, Ling Qian smiled and waved at the camera, then pointed the camera at the sky.

"It doesn't compare to what we saw at Disney that day," he said.

"...Then don't watch it, let me see you."

Ling Qian was very quiet, didn't move or say anything.

"Oh," Bevisi sighed, "Then we'll see it the day after tomorrow."

Ling Qian suddenly laughed: "Silly, it's already tomorrow!"

Bevisi didn't refute, but just laughed.

Bellevue missed a very important matter.

In the house that Ling Qian rented, there was an extra-large light bulb.

"Ah? Why did you two suddenly come here?" Cheng Haomiao looked blankly at the two people standing outside the door with his messy hair on his head, "What are you doing with this big bag?"

"Uh..." Bevisi hesitated to speak.

Ling Qian, who was in a happy mood on the road just now, became very irritable, and his tone was fierce when he spoke: "Don't block the door, get out of the way!"

Cheng Haomiao had question marks in his head when he was pushed away.

He followed the two back to the living room in a daze, and finally realized something: "Are you guys moving? Who is moving here? Could it be that you want to be together?"

"I, I'm moving here," Bevisi said, "Sorry, I forgot to tell you."

Cheng Haomiao nodded, but his expression was still puzzled: "Then where do you sleep at night?"

During this time, Bei Weixi has been here many times because of the class, and she is very familiar with it. She raised her finger to the second bedroom very naturally, and was about to speak, but got stuck.

"It's over." Ling Qian also realized the problem, "There is no bed in that room!"

As he spoke, he quickly turned his head to look at Cheng Haomiao.

"...Why are you staring at me like this?" Cheng Haomiao shrank his neck.

"It's okay, it's okay." Bei Weixi glanced around the living room, "How about I just settle on this sofa first?"

"It's too inconvenient." Cheng Haomiao walked to the double sofa, raised his hand and gestured, "How do you curl up when you sleep on this?"

"Why don't you go home for Chinese New Year?" Ling Qian asked.

"Why should I go back?" Cheng Haomiao frowned, "Do you imply that I am redundant?"

Ling Qian didn't refute, but just turned his head silently, not looking at him.

"Wait, what's the relationship between the two of you now?" Cheng Haomiao turned his eyes around the two of them, "Why do I get a taste of crossing rivers and tearing down bridges?"

"Cough," Bei Weixi cleared her throat loudly, "If you don't have a bed, you don't have a bed. It's not a big problem. If it doesn't work, I can make a floor berth."

"It's winter, the ground is cold and hard, can people sleep?" Cheng Haomiao said, "If you don't mind, why not just sleep with me, my bed is quite big, more than enough for two people."

"No need!" Ling Qian stopped loudly, "Anyway, the second bedroom will need a bed sooner or later, so I'll buy it right now!"

"...Are you rich?" Cheng Haomiao asked tentatively.

Ling Qian stiffened immediately.He stretched out his hand, pulled Cheng Haomiao aside, and said in a low voice, "Last time you said you could lend me [-]."

Bevisi was embarrassed.

He stopped Ling Qian before he was about to go out.

"Do you want to go with me?" Ling Qian asked, "Anyway, it's you sleeping, you can choose it yourself."

"I don't think it's necessary, it's too troublesome," Bei Weixi said, "Or, I'll wait a few more days, and after the Chinese New Year, Cheng Haomiao will live with you, and then I won't need two bed."

"There is only one bed, so if I come over, where will I sleep?" Ling Qian said.

After the words fell, the two kept looking at each other, and fell into silence at the same time.

After a while, Bei Weixi cleared her throat pretentiously, and said, "Didn't Cheng Haomiao say that two people can sleep in that bed. If you come here once in a while, we'll just... squeeze?"

"...It's okay, too," Ling Qian turned his head, "Then, that...don't buy it."

"Why are you still standing there, aren't you going?" Cheng Haomiao's doubtful voice came from the room.

Both of them lowered their heads, each with their own ghosts in their hearts, and kept silent.

After a while, it was Ling Qian who spoke first: "Then what are you going to do tonight? You have moved everything here, so you can't move it back."

In the end, they made a decision that left Cheng Haomiao dumbfounded.

Lift up the mattress of the bed that Cheng Haomiao usually sleeps in the master bedroom, and put it in the second bedroom, temporarily serving as another bed.

"Just leave me a bed board?" Cheng Haomiao was about to faint, "It's so hard, how can I sleep on it? Are you trying to drive me away on purpose?"

"...That's not the case." Ling Qian muttered in a low voice.

"How about we change it, you sleep on the mattress, I sleep on this bed board." Bevisi said.

"It's inconvenient, all my things are in this room," Cheng Haomiao held his forehead, "Do you still want to move this bed frame?"

Bei Weixi and Ling Qian looked at each other.

"Are you sent by my brother?" Cheng Haomiao wailed, "I really want to go home now."

Bei Weixi gave all her bedding to Cheng Haomiao so that he could sleep more comfortably, leaving only one sheet for herself.

This time, he brought much more luggage than when he left Ling Qian's house.

In addition to daily necessities like pots and pans, I was lugging two full suitcases.One of them was his personal belongings, and the other was brought by Ling Qian today.

When Bei Weixi saw it, she mistakenly thought that Ling Qian was also planning to move here, and she was a little excited.

Afterwards Ling Qian told him that it was a housewarming gift from him as the landlord.

When he said these words, Ling Qian was half nervous and half expectant. Seeing that Bei Weixi didn't respond immediately, he hurriedly added, saying that these were things he didn't use on a daily basis, and if Bei Weixi didn't want them, they would be wasted.

For Bei Weixi, it took courage to try to accept Ling Qian's kindness.Before he really gets an equal position with him, trying to adjust his mentality and maintain a normal mind will probably become a daily homework for him.

"This move is really worth it," he said with emotion to Ling Qian, "Not only is the house big but there are also gifts, I'm about to fall in love with my new landlord."

Ling Qian lowered his head and didn't look at him, humming a song while dragging the box.

Now, he had tidied up the things he had brought, and wanted to open the box to see what good things were inside, but found that it was locked.

"Wait until I'm gone," Ling Qian said, "I'll send you the password when I get back."

It turned out to be quite mysterious, and Bevisi couldn't help being curious and looking forward to it.

"Did you put a love letter in it?" He deliberately teased Ling Qian.

Ling Qian was stunned when he heard the words, and soon his face was flushed, and he stood still and couldn't make a sound.

Bei Weixi was also a little surprised, thinking, it can't be true, right?

If it was true, wouldn't my own preparations fall behind?

"No!" Ling Qian denied it after a while, and then rushed out of the room without looking back, "I'll see if Cheng Haomiao can help!"

Cheng Haomiao was busy in the kitchen.

Although he usually looks like a young master who doesn't work hard and doesn't distinguish between grains and grains, after all, he has studied abroad for a few years, and his cooking skills are quite good.

Bei Weixi and Ling Qian were busy cleaning up, so he took the initiative to run to the two uninvited guests.

This is not a complicated job, and it can be done by one person.He wanted to give the two of them a chance to be alone, so he stayed in the kitchen and didn't run out.

Unexpectedly, Ling Qian rushed in without thinking.

"Want to help!" he asked loudly, blushing.

Cheng Haomiao looked him up and down: "You... did you secretly do something passionate in the room?"

Ling Qian gave him a harmless look, walked to the refrigerator in the corner, opened it, took out a can of iced Coke, and poured tons of it.

"Aren't you cold?" Cheng Haomiao stared at him blankly.

Ling Qian put down the Coke, and just about to speak, he hiccupped.

"Would you like to try drinking some hot water?" Bei Weixi tried hard to hold back her smile, "I let the baby drink hot water even if the hiccups can't stop, it's very useful."

Ling Qian was in great pain: "Hi~ it's over, it's useless."

Bei Weixi lowered her head, and deliberately raised her hand to try to cover the lower half of her face: "Let me think about it... what else can I do..."

"Do you want to try to hold your breath?" Cheng Haomiao helped out with an idea, "Take a deep breath, take it full, hold it, and then exhale until you can't hold it anymore, and the hiccup will stop."

Ling Qian was skeptical, so he gave it a try.

He took a full breath, held it for ten seconds, and then hiccupped again, which failed.

"You don't work!" he yelled.

"You must not be full, take more!" Cheng Haomiao said.

"Why don't you eat the noodles first, and your body will warm up after eating, maybe it will be fine." Bei Weixi suggested.

The noodles would become mushy if left on, Ling Qian had no choice but to accept the suggestion.

He walked to the table and was about to sit down when Cheng Haomiao patted him hard on the back with sharp eyes and quick hands.

"What are you doing!" Ling Qian bared his teeth in pain, "Are you sick?"

"Look, let's stop beating," Cheng Haomiao said triumphantly, "The hiccup can be stopped with a shock."

Ling Qian felt it quietly for a while, and said pleasantly: "It seems that I really don't... hiccup~!"

The scene was suddenly awkward.

"Why do you like hiccups so much? Is it annoying? Why don't you take a break!" Cheng Haomiao yelled.

"Believe it or not, I'll throw the bowl on your head!" Ling Qian shouted angrily.

Bei Weixi quickly appeased: "I will deduct it after eating, and then deduct it after eating."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to rub the spot on Ling Qian's back where he was photographed: "Does it hurt?"

Ling Qian sat down obediently: "...It's okay."

"The method is definitely right, the main reason is that this stupid and bold man was not scared just now," Cheng Haomiao continued to defend himself, "I wonder if there is any other way..."

"Don't," Ling Qian picked up the chopsticks, "You're not scaring me, it's just violence."

As he said, he turned his head and looked at Bei Weixi: "You eat too, why are you looking at me?"

Bevisi didn't answer, but smiled at him.

The smile was a bit prettier, which made Ling Qian raise the corners of his mouth subconsciously.

He wanted to say something more, but before he opened his mouth, he froze.

Bevisi looked into his eyes and quickly leaned towards him.

The tips of their noses touched lightly, then brushed, until Bevisi's lips overlapped his.

Ling Qian opened his eyes wide and remained motionless, even forgetting to breathe.

Soon, Bei Weixi backed away.He looked at Ling Qian who was stunned, and asked, "...are you scared?"