When I woke up my girlfriend was gone

"Why are you here?" The rain was noisy, and Shen Qingzi's voice was much higher than usual.

Zuo Yin's eyes were full of astonishment, she also wanted to ask Shen Qingzi this question.

How could it be so just right.

He just thought of her, and she appeared in front of him when he opened his eyes again.

"Xiaoyin, what's the matter with you? Why did you get soaked in the rain, did you encounter something?" Shen Qingzi asked, then took off her small suit and put it on Zuoyin's body.

The small suit was filled with the warmth of Shen Qingzi's body, wrapping Zuo Yin's icy body in the rain, adding a bit of warmth to her heart.

Zuo Yin pinched Shen Qingzi's coat, she couldn't say the words "escape from home", she just explained: "The umbrella was blown to pieces by the wind."

Zuo Yin's voice was full of deepness, and the pouring rain smashed her voice to pieces.

There was a bit of distress in Shen Qingzi's eyes. She took out the car key and pressed it in the distance, saying: "Okay, it's okay. Don't go back to the dormitory today, come home with me."

There were two sounds of the car lock being unlocked in the rainstorm. Zuo Yin looked in the direction of the sound, and saw a dark car parked not far from the roadside, with a pair of brightly flashing lights that tore through the rain curtain.

——Shen Qingzi just drove out of the school when she saw this helpless girl standing under the eaves.

"Let's go." Shen Qingzi didn't give Zuo Yin a chance to refuse, she freed up a hand and pulled Zuo Yin's wrist directly.

The huge black umbrella covered the two of them, Zuo Yin felt the warmth from his wrist, and his irritable and violent heart was calmed down.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Under Shen Qingzi's care, Zuo Yin carefully put on her coat and got into her car.

"It's okay." Shen Qingzi replied and closed the co-pilot's door.

Zuo Yin didn't often take a private car, but she knew that Shen Qingzi's car was very valuable.

She put her drenched body away, trying to make the co-pilot less wet from the rain on her body as much as possible - she couldn't afford to pay for every damage to this car.

"Does this make you feel better?" With the sound of closing the door, Shen Qingzi's voice also sounded.

Zuoyin is a little unclear.

But within a short while, she felt that the cold body of the car was warming up little by little, and the somewhat cramped seats became more comfortable under Shen Qingzi's adjustment.

Just as Zuo Yin was about to answer "much better", a soft thing fell from the top of his head.

A soft blanket was placed on Zuo Yin's head.

"It's not good if you catch a cold." As Shen Qingzi said, she leaned over and stretched out her arms to wipe Zuo Yin's wet hair.

The fragrance of irises slowly approached Zuo Yin from her body, and those slender fingers passed through Zuo Yin's ear through the soft blanket, setting off a burst of electricity in the girl's heart.

Zuo Yin only felt her heart beating faster, and such a close contact made her quite uncomfortable.

She took the initiative to retreat, and took the blanket from Shen Qingzi's hand, "I'll just do it myself."

"Okay." Shen Qingzi withdrew her arm without forcing it.

At this time, Zuo Yin noticed the difference between Shen Qingzi's sleeves.

The cloth on the right shoulder seemed to be soaked by water, and the almost transparent cloth stuck to her skin, revealing her fair skin without covering it.

But when she first met Shen Qingzi, she was still wearing a coat, so how could her shoulders get wet?

Besides, that black umbrella is so big that it completely covers her whole body.

Is it...

Shen Qingzi smiled at Zuo Yin at this moment, and said, "I'm driving."

"Okay." Zuo Yin nodded, the answer in his heart was ready to come out.

Except for getting drenched when she shared an umbrella with herself just now, she couldn't think of any other time to get her drenched in the rain.

No wonder I didn't get a single raindrop at that time...

Zuo Yin turned her head to look at Shen Qingzi, her lips moved slightly, she didn't know how to express her thanks as she was not good at words.

"What's the matter?" Shen Qingzi seemed to have noticed Zuo Yin's gaze, and turned her head slightly to look at her.

Zuo Yin shook his head and retracted his gaze.

Then she looked at the blanket on her shoulders, clasped her hands and said, "Thank you."

Shen Qingzi was a little surprised by Zuo Yin's sudden "thank you". She looked at this fragile and heart-wrenching girl, and said softly, "There is no need to thank you between us."

There is still a violent storm outside, and the ravaged branches are waving wildly. It seems that the whole world is going through a catastrophe.

But Zuo Yin has never felt such a strong sense of peace of mind.

Under a red light, Shen Qingzi ordered a French song that Zuo Yin had never heard before. The melodious tune shuttled through the heavy rain, not only was it not distracted by the chaotic voice, but it seemed extraordinarily light.

Zuoyin leaned back in the chair, looking at the rain-washed side of the car window, unable to see the street view outside clearly.

The water-soaked leaves piled up in a wet and sticky pile at the mouth of the sewer, even though the outside world was churning, she was still very safe in Shen Qingzi's god Abin.

Shen Qingzi glanced at Zuo Yin, and reminded softly: "If you are tired, you can close your eyes for a while, but don't sleep, we will be home soon."

When "we" and "home" are combined, they are sent to Zuoyin's ears through Shen Qingzi's voice.

Her heart was filled with an inexplicable feeling.

No one has ever treated himself so tenderly.

Zuo Yin clutched Shen Qingzi's coat and looked through the car window at the person who was concentrating on driving.

How can she always appear so timely.

At the art exhibition, at the party, on this rainy night, also...

The wipers kept wiping the rain on the glass, and buildings with lights gradually appeared in Zuo Yin's sight.

This is the high-end residential area known as Xiaojinshan. It occupies the best location in S City, a mountain city where every inch of land is expensive. It is proud of the mountains and overlooks the surging river.

Shen Qingzi's home is in the building near Jiangjing in Xiaojinshan. Zuo Yin followed her out of the car and walked into another world that she had never been in contact with.

Passing through the majestic lobby on the first floor, the elevator with bright lights on all sides shook Zuo Yin a little uncomfortable.

After the elevator opened, the corridor covered with soft carpets made her dare not take a breath.

"Come in." Shen Qingzi invited while supporting the heavy-looking door.

"En." Zuo Yin nodded, and walked into Shen Qingzi's house a little cautiously.

This home on the top floor is simply more unaffordable for her than the leather seat that Zuo Yin sat on just now.

The white design style all shows the fresh and elegant taste of the owner, and the simplicity hides the unobtrusive luxury, subtle and elegant.

The marble floors were wiped clean and the crisp white carpets were spotless.

Zuo Yin stood at the door drenched all over, not knowing where to put her feet.

"Put on these slippers." Shen Qingzi took out a pair of soft cotton slippers from the shoe cabinet, and let Zuo Yin follow her on the carpet indifferently.

Zuo Yin took the slippers and looked at the wet carpet piled darkly on the ground, feeling rather sorry, "I'm causing trouble for the teacher."

Shen Qingzi smiled, and said to the drenched girl in a soft voice: "Is my student not as good as a carpet in my heart?"

What she said was too gentle, Zuo Yin raised her head to look at Shen Qingzi, only feeling a white halo shrouded Shen Qingzi's body.

Gentle enough to melt her.

Suddenly, Shen Qingzi frowned.

She turned her head to look at Zuoyin's right arm, and there was a streak of red smudged by the rain on the wet mint long-sleeved shirt.

"What happened to the arm?"

Zuo Yin had been drenched by the heavy rain just now, and without realizing it, he forgot the constant pain in his arm.

She pinned her arm behind her unnaturally, and explained hastily: "It's broken."

This explanation not only did not make Shen Qingzi's brows loosen, on the contrary, they frowned even tighter.

Looking at the pale girl in front of her, she couldn't help but feel distressed: "Does it hurt? Why didn't you tell me after getting in the car just now?"

"It's okay, just deal with it later." Zuo Yin's tone was indifferent, and his attitude towards the wound was also indifferent.

She has long been used to Zuo Lan doing such crazy things to herself when she was drunk.

It's just that she didn't expect that Zuo Lan would be so crazy this time, so crazy that she almost killed herself.

Shen Qingzi didn't know how the girl in front of her would say such words that made her feel pain when she heard them in such a rustling and ordinary tone.

She walked towards the cabinet on the side of the living room, took out a simple medicine box, and said, "Come over here and have a quick bandage first, and then go take a shower."

"Okay." Zuo Yin didn't refuse and sat on the sofa.

She did need a bath, and she did need medicine.

It's just that Zuo Yin didn't expect that in Shen Qingzi's sentence without a subject, the person who gave her the medicine was not herself, but herself.

The sofa was soon soaked by the rain on Zuo Yin's body, and when Shen Qingzi came to Zuo Yin's side, her body was covered with the cold and damp feeling of the rain.

Shen Qingzi didn't move either, she put down the medicine box and raised Zuo Yin's sleeve naturally.

After autumn, everything became cold, Shen Qingzi touched Zuo Yin's blood-stained sleeve, feeling the chill was overwhelming.

The girl's slender arm was cold and white as if there was no blood, and the slender wound on the forearm, which was only a few centimeters long, was washed and turned white by the rain. The blood was barely stopped, and the fragile blood scab was still bright red.

"How did you make this cut?" Shen Qingzi asked as if to divert her attention while carefully disinfecting Zuo Yin's wound with a cotton swab.

"Didn't dodge." Zuo Yin replied simply.

Shen Qingzi's heart skipped a beat when she heard Zuo Yin's three simple words.

She held the girl's injured arm, wrapped her in waterproof gauze, and asked, "Didn't avoid anything?"

Zuo Yin watched the white gauze circle around in her sight, and Zuo Lan's vicious look suddenly rushed into her mind.

She withdrew her arm abruptly, half of the gauze that had just been wrapped loosely fell off.

Even though Zuo Yin appeared calm on the surface, she was actually just a young girl.

At this time, a pair of warm hands covered Zuo Yin's wrist.

Shen Qingzi looked at the haggard girl in front of her, and comforted her: "Okay, it's all over, I'm fine now."

The shock on Zuo Yin's face slowly subsided, she looked at the gauze Shen Qingzi had rewrapped herself, and asked, "Can I go take a bath?"

Knowing that nothing can be forced, Shen Qingzi helped Zuo Yin tidy up the gauze, then stood up and said, "Of course, this way."

Zuo Yin followed behind Shen Qingzi, the corridor with light strips lit up the chic small hall passing by, a few calligraphy and paintings were hung in that elegant environment, and reddish-brown tea sets were placed on the smooth black stone tea table.

Zuo Yin didn't think Shen Qingzi was drinking tea and admiring the river view in his mind. It was best to wear that white cotton and linen dress, and it was best to have a strand of long hair hanging from her shoulders to her chest.

The breeze blew into the room from the window lattice at the other end, brushing over her shoulders, she was as leisurely and elegant as a crane standing in shallow water.

Her life was very different from her own.

A sense of gap spread in Zuo Yin's heart, thinking so, she followed Shen Qingzi to the bathroom.

Although Zuo Lan still retains her need for quality of life as a young lady, the seemingly exquisite bathroom at home is still incomparable to Shen Qingzi's.

"This is hot water, and this is cold water. The bath towels are placed in the alcove. You can use everything here." Shen Qingzi introduced to Zuo Yin, tapping the bathtub by the window with her fingers , "Although taking a bath is very refreshing, but we don't want to take a bath if there are wounds on our body."

"En." Zuo Yin nodded.

"Okay, then I won't delay you." After speaking, Shen Qingzi closed the glass door of the bathroom for Zuo Yin, and retreated out.

Zuo Yin turned on the shower head first like when he was at home, but he didn't want the water spilling out of it to be just right.

She chuckled, and neatly put the clothes that were close to her body into the laundry basket. The water spilled from the shower head washed all the blood on her arms, and the bright red was eaten by the water, leaving only A touch of pink orange.

The rain outside the window was still pouring, and the warm wind that Shen Qingzi turned on as soon as she came in was blowing slowly from the top of Zuo Yin's head, and the hot water at a suitable temperature wrapped her body.

Even though it was stormy outside, Zuo Yin was no longer afraid.

Zuoyin closed her eyes and stood in the water, enjoying a moment of tranquility. The smell that had been silent in the bathroom was lifted by the hot steam.

The smell that belonged to Shen Qingzi became clear and strong, as if hugging Zuo Yin, it invaded her body before she noticed it.

"……Um."

The fragrance was so warm that Zuo Yin unconsciously remembered the way Shen Qingzi was oppressed by her that day.

The smell of irises lingered on the girl's body, and a strange blush suddenly appeared on Zuo Yin's face.

"Dangdang."

At this time, there were two crisp knocks on the glass door.

Zuo Yin's heart skipped a beat.

She saw a figure of a woman printed on the frosted glass door beside her.

Shen Qingzi was standing outside the door.

Zuo Yin didn't know if he was guilty of guilt, but just as he uttered a "z" syllable, he found that his throat was stuck.

Looking at Shen Qingzi's shadow on the door, she secretly cleared her throat under the cover of the sound of the shower, before responding: "What's wrong?"

"I brought you a suit of my clothes and put them on the chair at the door. I think they should fit well. Remember to change them after you take a shower." Shen Qingzi said and put the neatly folded clothes on the left on the stool.

Although the window glass was frosted and the door was locked from the inside by himself, Zuo Yin always felt that it was not strange to talk to the people in the same room like this, so he just said "thank you" dryly. .

"You're welcome, I'm leaving, call me whenever you need to."

After finishing speaking, Zuo Yin saw the shadow on the door gradually getting smaller, and completely disappeared after the sound of closing the door, which would not have been heard without listening carefully.

Zuo Yin breathed a sigh of relief, as the warm water washed over her body, there was a chuckle mixed in.

Obviously I have done that kind of thing before, but now I am so nervous about "being honest with each other".

Zuo Yin rubbed the delicate foam on her hair, and clusters of white clouds fell on her head.

Zuo Yin thought that she was standing at the place where Shen Qingzi took a bath every day, using her shampoo and shower gel, and bit by bit her scent on her body.

A wonderful feeling was like the foam that was rubbed slowly spread in Zuo Yin's heart.

She had never experienced it and was unwilling to suppress it.

However, Zuo Yin took a simple bath in 15 minutes, and the moment she stepped out of the door wrapped in a bath towel, her eyes blinked abnormally several times in a row.

On the white high stool was a satin pajamas with a white background and black lines, and a set of solid-color underwear was impressively placed on it.

Zuo Yin stood blankly in front of this suit, she finally understood the meaning of Shen Qingzi's sentence "I think it should fit" just now.

The girl's slender neck rolled up and down, and her fingers pinched the soft sponge, as if trapped in a large indigo cloud.

There was a slight knock on the door, and Shen Qingzi poked her head over from the side of the kitchen. With the gushing of a clear white mist, a well-dressed young lady stood at the door of the bathroom.

—— Zuo Yin still put on the whole set of clothes that Shen Qingzi gave her.

Shen Qingzi was stunned for a moment, in her impression Zuo Yin was always gloomy, her cold white skin made her complexion look very bad, just like the weeds that grow wildly in the desert, from the inside to the outside unruly.

But now this Zuoyin doesn't look like a weed at all.

She is wearing her own clothes, and the draped satin hangs on her body, which erases the original roughness of her body, and delicately outlines the unique coldness of a girl's body, as well as the fragile feeling that cannot be melted under the warm lamp .

She casually rubbed her half-dried hair, the black silk hung on the girl's shoulders with a somewhat wet layering, and her slender neck was full of loneliness.

"It's beautiful." Shen Qingzi suddenly felt that the vocabulary she knew was too poor.

Zuo Yin touched the soft satin fabric hanging on her body, and nodded a little embarrassedly.

"Are you hungry? I cooked some noodles for you." After saying that, Shen Qingzi turned off the fire, and walked to the restaurant with a small aluminum pot.

Zuo Yin's gaze followed Shen Qingzi, she casually pulled her long hair behind her head, and the few strands of hair hanging down her temples were intellectual.

Shen Qingzi didn't know when she had changed her clothes. The shirt and trousers that bound her had been changed, and she was now wearing a cotton and linen white dress.

The originally loose fit was restrained by the brown apron on her body, and the bow-knotted lace hooked out the tight waist.

"Let's eat first. I'll give you some medicine after dinner. It's getting late and you'll have a good night's sleep." Shen Qingzi said while laying out the bowls and chopsticks.

Zuo Yin secretly withdrew her gaze from Shen Qingzi, and nodded calmly, "Okay."

"I don't have enough time. I took the chicken soup stored in the refrigerator, then tore up some chicken breast, and made a simple bowl of noodles. Eat some warm food to warm up." Shen Qingzi went to Zuo Yin's portion of noodles as she spoke. Put more chicken breasts torn into long strips.

"Thank you." Zuo Yin picked up the chopsticks and put the seemingly ordinary noodles into his mouth.

The mellow chicken soup wrapped in noodles filled Zuo Yin's mouth, and the chicken shredded into thin strips was also full of flavor. As soon as he touched his stomach, he felt warm.

"Is it delicious?" Shen Qingzi asked expectantly.

Zuo Yin's lips moved, but finally she just nodded while holding the porcelain bowl.

This chicken noodle is very simple to Shen Qingzi, but Zuo Yin thinks it is a rare delicacy.

She is not good at words, and always feels that no matter how many words she uses, she is flattering.

Shen Qingzi's eyes were bent, she looked at Zuo Yin eating noodles, and asked, "Is the wound okay?"

"It's okay, I didn't get wet in the shower just now, just apply some medicine later." Zuo Yin replied, she only glanced at her arm, and didn't stop eating noodles because of this.

"Xiaoyin, can you tell the teacher who made it?" Shen Qingzi asked.

Zuo Yin paused for a while while eating noodles, she glanced at Shen Qingzi, swallowed all the noodles in her mouth, and replied Shen Shen: "My mother."

"Auntie?" Shen Qingzi was really taken aback by Zuo Yin's answer, and there was an obvious ripple on her usually calm face.

"She was drunk and thought of me as my father." Zuo Yin said lightly.

She wanted to disguise her family as an ordinary family in front of Shen Qingzi as much as possible.

A mother, a father, a dilapidated old house.

It's just that her mother loves to drink, and her father has disappeared since she was born.

That dilapidated old house did not have the warmth that a small home should have.

"So...you went home?" Shen Qingzi asked, feeling a little sorry.

It was I who persuaded her to go home yesterday.

"Yeah." Zuo Yin nodded, she saw the faint guilt on Shen Qingzi's face, "I live in the dormitory alone, and I was so creepy that I went back."

Shen Qingzi nodded slightly, not fully believing Zuo Yin's explanation.

How could a person like her change her mind easily because of such a thing.

Yuan was also not good at herself, and could easily conclude that Zuo Lan missed Zuo Yin just by relying on the corner she saw at Zuo Yin's house that day, but she didn't really find out Zuo Yin's family relationship, but because she made Zuo Yin suffer. hurt.

Every family is different, so how can we generalize.

"Then where are you going tomorrow?" Shen Qingzi asked suddenly.

Hearing this question, Zuo Yin unnaturally bit off the noodles.

Shen Qingzi's voice was flat, Zuo Yin couldn't understand what she meant, and the tension hidden in her heart for a long time was reawakened at this moment.

Shen Qingzi: "Just stay at my house for a few days."

"Boom, boom, boom..."

In a place that Shen Qingzi couldn't see, Zuo Yin's heart was beating suddenly.

She was ready for Shen Qingzi to tell her to send her away tomorrow, but she wanted to take the initiative to keep her.

Seeing Zuo Yin not answering herself for a long time, Shen Qingzi felt a little disappointed, "Do you have somewhere else to go, I can send you..."

"I have no other place to go." Zuoyin interrupted Shen Qingzi, she put down the chopsticks in her hand, her cheeks were slightly reddened by the steam, and there was a girlish tenderness on her face, "Then I'll be here for a few days I'm going to disturb the teacher."

Shen Qingzi smiled, "If there is anything to disturb, don't disturb."

The two reached an agreement.

A sugar bead rolled out of Zuo Yin's heart, and the unadulterated sweetness filled her heart.

Zuo Yin, who had never accepted such gentleness from others, was a little at a loss as to what to do. She looked at the empty bowl on the table, and got up to clean it up without saying a word.

Seeing this, Shen Qingzi stopped Zuo Yin, "How can you make the injured person work?"

"No problem."

After speaking, Zuoyin walked towards the kitchen with the bowl in her hand, but Shen Qingzi directly snatched the bowl from her hand, with a sullen expression on her face, "Disobedient?"

Zuo Yin's heart tightened, "No."

"Then you go to rest, I'll do the work." Shen Qingzi put the bowl in her hand back on the dining table, grabbed Zuo Yin's shoulders and pushed her towards the living room.

Zuo Yin didn't expect Shen Qingzi to be so strong, that seemingly soft hand resting on her back was full of reliable strength.

Shen Qingzi drove her half obediently like this, and sat on the sofa all the way.

On the coffee table in the living room, there is a fruit plate that was not there when I entered the door. All kinds of exquisite and expensive fruits are neatly placed in different small grids. Chocolate candy balls are wrapped in golden tinfoil and small biscuits are stacked in a small basket. It tastes extra rich.

Zuo Yin looked towards the kitchen in the distance, and in the sound of splashing water was the back of Shen Qingzi, who was washing dishes and chopsticks.

Did she prepare all these things for herself just now?

Thinking about this, Zuo Yin picked up a blueberry that was still dripping with water and put it in her mouth, the sour and sweet taste instantly covered the tip of her tongue.

The heavy rain outside the window showed no signs of stopping, and Zuo Yin didn't feel strange at all because of the presence of Shen Qingzi in this comfortable room with warm white lights.

The next day, the sky washed by the heavy rain was blue and cloudless. The sun, which had been hiding for a day, seemed to be pouring out all the sunshine that hadn't been released yesterday. It was bright and warm.

The closed blackout curtains shut out all the sunshine outside the room, and the room was dim as if it was early morning.

The girl rolled over lazily on the soft bed, her fan-like eyelashes fluttered a few times, and slowly opened her eyes.

Zuoyin looked at the dim room through the light exposed from the gap in the curtain.An Yi was written on her fair little face, with a strange blush on it.

This house belonging to Shen Qingzi hides the scent of her as the master everywhere, taking advantage of the silence and no one sneaks into her dreams, luring the suppressed desire in her heart.

The person who got wet in the dream was not Zuo Yin, but Shen Qingzi.

The white shirt on her body was completely wet, and the continuous snow white was outlined under the almost transparent fabric.

There were drops of water hanging on her hair, and the softness was no longer there, only strands of embarrassment remained.

Before Zuo Yin stepped forward to pull Shen Qingzi to shelter from the rain, the two of them came to the hotel in the next second.

The decoration of that hotel is exactly the same as the one in Dunhuang.

The bathroom was steaming, and the tiled floor was overflowing with water gushing from the bathtub.

And Zuo Yin was leaning on the bathtub with one hand, and wrapped around Shen Qingzi's waist with the other, kissing her in this ambiguity.

Gentle and close, still the familiar feeling from that night.

Every sip is scented with iris.

"Sister..." Zuoyin kissed Shen Qingzi's soft earlobe, and sent a breathy call into her ear.

Shen Qingzi's reaction did not disappoint Zuo Yin, she shrank her neck slightly from the heat.

Perhaps it was because the bathtub wall was too slippery, but instead she was helpless and took the initiative to hook Zuo Yin's neck.

The wind and rain outside the window washed the unprepared ground, and the two similar shadows in the hotel embraced each other in the room illuminated by lightning.

Every time they light up, they move one step closer to each other.

Until blending together, sinking together with this rainy night...

It was very quiet in the room.

Zuo Yin raised her arm and put it on her forehead, the wanton dream of last night kept replaying in her mind.

Because I have really owned it for a short time, so those who know the taste will always think of it.

However, how could I have such a dream full of unreasonable thoughts in her home.

Zuo Yin frowned, an indescribable emotion swam in her heart.

"Dangdang."

At this moment, someone knocked on the door of Zuo Yin's room.

Shen Qingzi stood outside the door with a gentle voice: "Xiaoyin, get up and have breakfast."

Zuo Yin hurriedly sat up from the bed, and replied, "Okay."

After tidying up briefly, Zuo Yin walked out of the bedroom.

As soon as Zuo Yin came out, he could smell the fragrance of fried fried onions. On the dining table in the distance, there was a plate of fried double-sided golden fried shortbread.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Shen Qingzi just came out with two bowls of porridge.

The dream from last night was still playing in Zuo Yin's mind, and Shen Qingzi greeted her with a smile in her eyes.

Zuo Yin only felt that his throat was blocked by something, and rolled a bit before making a sound: "It's good."

"Are there any signs of a cold?" Shen Qingzi asked again.

"No." Zuo Yin shook her head, she was in good health, and she didn't catch a cold because she didn't rain for a long time yesterday.

"It's good to be young." Shen Qingzi smiled.

Zuoyin seldom knows how to observe words and expressions, but she could hear the loneliness in Shen Qingzi's tone, and said, "Teacher is also very young."

"I'm different from you." Shen Qingzi just said this, then changed the subject and put the chopsticks in front of Zuo Yin, "Try this pancake, is it delicious? I haven't made it for a long time and I don't know if the craftsmanship has deteriorated. .”

"?" Zuo Yin was a little surprised, she thought such an exquisite breakfast was a takeaway ordered by Shen Qingzi.

"Why is it incredible that I know how to cook?" Shen Qingzi smiled slightly, propping up her chin with one hand on the table, her slightly raised neck was graceful like a swan.

How could a person who is so indifferent to human beings be able to integrate so perfectly with the world.

"I used to cook all kinds of delicious food for my sister, and my mother said that my skills were much better than hers." Shen Qingzi spoke with a little pride in her tone.

Zuo Yin heard the words "sister" and remembered what she had said just now and hadn't done it for a long time, and inexplicably remembered the gossip that Zhang Zhang told everyone before the art exhibition a long time ago.

Such a coincidence was linked together, so Zuo Yin couldn't help asking: "What about now? I mean, why haven't you done it for a long time?"

Shen Qingzi watched Zuo Yin asking herself carefully, and said to her frankly: "She passed away a few years ago, and I will never have the chance to do it again."

Obviously Shen Qingzi's face was still calm, and she didn't show any sad emotions, but Zuo Yin didn't know why her heart that never sympathized with others was severely pulled.

Zuo Yin: "Sorry, I didn't think about..."

Shen Qingzi shook her head with a smile, "It doesn't matter, you are my student, you will know about me sooner or later, don't be thankful and embarrassed all the time, it seems that our teachers and students are very unfamiliar."

"En." Zuo Yin nodded.

She was obviously the one who should be comforted, but in the end it was her who comforted herself.

Shen Qingzi pushed the porridge in front of Zuo Yin closer, "Taste my cooking."

"Okay." Zuo Yin replied, picked up the white porcelain spoon, took a spoonful and put it into his mouth.

The soft, glutinous and smooth egg porridge melts in the mouth. The white rice has been boiled for a long time, and the rice milk is wrapped in egg flowers and diced meat. The chicken soup that I tasted last night bloomed on the tip of the tongue again.

In Zuo Yin's imagination, Shen Qingzi has always been a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, cooking is obviously incompatible with her identity.

But now when she is really holding the porridge made by Shen Qingzi herself and tasting her fried scallion pancakes, the sense of reality makes her feel that Shen Qingzi is really someone that she may not even look up to become.

Zuo Yin didn't hold back her praise like last night, she nodded repeatedly and said, "It's delicious."

Shen Qingzi saw the light shining in the girl's eyes, and her mood suddenly became brighter, "Eat more if it tastes good. I'll take you out after breakfast."

"Where are you going?" Zuo Yin was a little curious, "An art exhibition?"

"Secret." Shen Qing said mysteriously.

Because Zuo Yin's clothes were all wet yesterday, before she had time to wash them, Shen Qingzi found her her own clothes again after breakfast.

It's a set of clothes that look a bit like work clothes, which suits Zuo Yin's style very well.

only……

Zuo Yin stood in front of the mirror and looked at the clothes on her body. She really couldn't imagine what Shen Qingzi would look like wearing this clothes.

"It's changed?" Shen Qingzi's voice came from behind Zuo Yin.

Zuo Yin saw a small head belonging to Shen Qingzi exposed on the door frame reflected in the mirror.

Zuo Yin's heart skipped a beat.

I don't know when Shen Qingzi came here, just now I looked at myself in front of the mirror, would it be a little strange...

"Okay." Zuo Yin nodded with her back to Shen Qingzi.

"Mr. Xiao Yinbi is suitable for this outfit." Shen Qingzi commented.

"Then since it's not suitable, why didn't the teacher return the clothes you bought?" Zuo Yin asked.

Shen Qingzi looked at Zuo Yin's back, past memories protruded from the dusty box with vines.

"Xiaoyue, that's my younger sister. She liked this style for a while, so she bought me a suit." Shen Qingzi leaned on the door frame and smiled, "In the end, neither of us It fits the style."

Zuoyin listened, and secretly connected the name Xiaoyue with Shen Qingzi's younger sister.

"By the way." Shen Qingzi asked as if thinking of something, "Xiaoyin, how long is it until your birthday?"

Zuo Yin thought about it, her birthday is in March, and now it's only September...

"There are still five or six months."

"That's been too long... Have you had any special days recently?" Shen Qingzi asked again.

Zuo Yin looked at herself in the mirror, she felt that yesterday was a very special day for herself.

Drenched by the rain, I met a woman who fell from the sky. She rescued herself like a fairy descending from the earth, treated her wounds, and gave herself a place to stay.

But she could only keep these thoughts in her heart, shook her head and said, "No."

Zuo Yin saw that Shen Qingzi's face in the mirror was a little discouraged. She leaned against the door frame with her arms crossed, thinking about something thoughtfully.

The room also fell silent.

Suddenly, a gentle and bright smile appeared on the woman's face.

She stood behind Zuo Yin, put her hand on her shoulder, and announced in her ear: "Then you have to remember today."