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"You follow me." Ni Xiangping said flatly, without any intention of letting him in, the door only opened a small crack.

"I want to see you."

Ni Xiangping was stunned for a moment, and put his hand firmly against the doorknob. Qiu Songqi had the tendency to break into the door.

"Haihai is asleep, you can come another day."

"I want to eat rice noodles." Qiu Songqi said to himself, and Ni Xiangping felt that the conversation between the two people was not in the same dimension.

Anyway, Qiu Songqi is like this, he always only says what he wants to say, and he has never listened to what others say.Ni Xiangping sighed inwardly.

"I don't have the strength to do it for you. You go back. I'm tired."

Ni Xiangping closed the door, Qiu Songqi turned his elbow to block the crack of the door without accident: "Then I'll make it for you. I'll make it for you."

As he spoke, his other hand stretched from his back to Ni Xiangping. He carried a bag of vegetables. The plastic bag was red. The orange light reminded Ni Xiangping of scrambled eggs with tomatoes.

From the afternoon until now, he has been in the hospital and hasn't eaten yet.After feeding Haihai the porridge, he was too tired to move.

The sad news of Shen Chi'an's death left him with no energy to do other things, and he could only be in a daze in his spare time.He wasn't that sad, not like Lu Cheng before.

After all, we haven't seen each other for many years.Feelings may have faded a bit.

Ni Xiangping was in a trance and loathed Lu Cheng.

Ni Xiangping's throat rolled, staring at the bag of vegetables, he was a little hungry, but what Qiu Songqi could do.

"Let me in." Qiu Songqi's tone was coquettish, and Ni Xiangping called the door.

Dealing with him is also quite tiring.

"Where is the kitchen?" Qiu Songqi asked, before Ni Xiangping could answer, he found the kitchen and went in.

"Don't be serious..." Ni Xiangping wanted to stop him, and he hadn't seen him cook for nine years.If he came to revenge himself today, he would just say it straight, there is no need to beat around the bush.

"I only know tomato scrambled eggs." Qiu Songqi smiled awkwardly, took out a tomato that was redder than the plastic bag, and took out an egg, "The recipe says this is a must for beginners."

"It's up to you." Ni Xiangping leaned against the kitchen door, "I'm going to take a shower."

The atmosphere is very strange.

Ni Xiangping was soaking in the bathtub, the steam was steaming on his face, and there was a very light smell of roses.

He held his breath, buried half of his head, poked it out again, took a deep breath, and when he was drowsy, he changed into his pajamas and went out.

In the middle of the night, Qiu Songqi ran to his house to cook, and Ni Xiangping had to admit that he was a little shaken.But he knows this kind of thing, it's good to experience it once in a while.

Qiu Songqi was just a whim.A divorce is a divorce, no matter how much your heart throbs.Ni Xiangping became more rational.

"Done the wash? Do you want to eat?" Qiu Songqi waited for him at the door of the bathroom with the tomato scrambled eggs, which shocked Ni Xiangping who had just opened the door.

"...You put it there." Ni Xiangping pointed to the tea table in front of the sofa, and Qiu Songqi put it there.

"Qiu Songqi. I haven't seen you for so long. Have you changed your sex?" Ni Xiangping dried his hair, picked up the chopsticks to peel off the skin of the tomato, and threw it into the trash can at his feet.

The scrambled egg with tomato looks very poor. The broken egg is too small to be picked up by itself. The tomato is not peeled and has no shape. He doesn't know how Qiu Songqi cut it.

I've never seen his sword skills so bad before.

"You're not here, I can't drink the Northwest Wind." Qiu Songqi replied truthfully, showing aggrieved face, "I've been eating scrambled eggs with tomatoes for four days."

"Well. I have wronged you." Ni Xiangping said perfunctorily, still a little happy in his heart.

"Then how do you repay me?" Qiu Songqi looked at him with a smile.

"I'm going to City C in two days. Please help me bring Haihai. I'll tell you all the things you need to pay attention to. It's only about three days, not long." Ni Xiangping's voice was very calm. There is no feeling of gratitude, I have been doing it for nine years, and I have not asked Qiu Songqi for anything in return.

Qiu Songqi is really a child, only a child would want to be sweet at the first time.

But anyway, this is also the first time Qiu Songqi cooks for him.

Ni Xiangping was silent for a while, God drifted a little far away, he ate it very clean, not because he was hungry, but wanted to cherish the few love Qiu Songqi brought him...

"Haihai?" Qiu Songqi agreed without thinking, "No trouble."

"I'm just afraid that you won't be troublesome."

Ni Xiangping went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and Qiu Songqi followed him: "It's really not troublesome. I miss you so much."

"By the way, what are you doing in City C?" Seeing that Ni Xiangping was washing the dishes and ignoring him, Qiu Songqi found another topic to talk about, "Who are you seeing?"

"I don't see anyone." Ni Xiangping's heart sank again, thinking of Shen Chi'an, his heart ached.

Qiu Songqi grabbed his trousers, not knowing what Ni Xiangping was thinking, not knowing who he was seeing.

"I would like to ask you a question……"

"Ah."

"Who is the person who picks up Haihai today?" Qiu Songqi lowered his voice several times.

Shen Chian.

It was only then that Ni Xiangping realized that he couldn't say the name at all, and stopped there with his hand rubbing the foam, and the sound of running water smashed the foam into pieces.

Seeing Ni Xiangping like this, Qiu Songqi became anxious, "Who is he? Talk to me."

"A friend." Ni Xiangping turned off the faucet, breathing slowly and with difficulty, there was a soreness that was about to rush out of his throat, and it was stuck in his heart, and he felt that he was going to be stuffy.

Now that Ni Xiangping thought of Shen Chi'an, he realized that he was really sad, but he had no place to vent it.

Shen Chi'an and himself have known each other for more than ten years, from university to society, they can be said to be people who talk about everything.

Later when Shen Chi'an went abroad, he was also sad for a long time alone.

Finally, he returned to China, but left this world forever.

The more Ni Xiangping thought about it, the more his eyes swelled up.It seems that the eyes are filled with dense fine sand, which is so astringent and painful without the wind blowing.

"What friend?" Qiu Songqi was still chasing after him.

"Don't ask!" Ni Xiangping threw the stainless steel bowl irritably, and the water splashed in the dishwashing sink, and the splash was very high, and there were a few translucent foams on Qiu Songqi's face.

"I..." Qiu Songqi hesitated to speak in doubt, looking at Ni Xiangping for no reason, "I just..."

Ni Xiangping bent down, supported the sink with his hands, trying not to let himself cry: "Please, don't ask..."

In the next second, Ni Xiangping felt his cheeks were burning hot, tears were still falling down, his shoulders were shaking, but he could barely hear the sound of crying.

Shen Chian died.This sentence has been lingering in his mind.

"Xiangping...you, don't cry." Qiu Songqi panicked, he had never seen Ni Xiangping cry like this before, and he was fine when he first came in, so he cried as soon as he said it.

He hurried over, raised his hand, and wanted to hug him, but at last hesitated for a moment, he just followed Ni Xiangping's back comfortingly, and he didn't know how to coax others, so he babbled nonsense in fright: "You, you haven't finished washing this bowl yet. Ah, don't cry, don't cry, wash the dishes well, I won't ask, don't ask."

Ni Xiangping lowered his head, blinked his eyes a few times, and finally put away his tears.

Qiu Songqi is still here, he knows he can't lose his composure.

"Don't cry, wife." Qiu Songqi caressed Ni Xiangping, his tone softened unexpectedly, and it was like blowing a balloon in Ni Xiangping's ear.

Ni Xiangping cried even more when he heard this, and could not support the countertop with his hands, so he squatted down slowly and sat on the floor.Qiu Songqi followed him and squatted down.

When he saw Ni Xiangping crying, it was as if he was watching his heart being cut open with a knife.

Qiu Songqi still couldn't hold back, hugged him, and touched Ni Xiangping's head awkwardly, his hair was very soft.Although Qiu Songqi was still very concerned about who Ni Xiangping was crying for, he knew that he couldn't bear jealousy.Still don't ask.Maybe there's something wrong.

But like this, he hugged Ni Xiangping lightly, feeling the long-lost temperature and faint scent from Ni Xiangping.

Ni Xiangping seldom cried in front of him, but Qiu Songqi only remembered that when he proposed to Ni Xiangping, Ni Xiangping cried a lot.

Ni Xiangping may be a person who sheds tears easily. Qiu Songqi knows that he can cry more than the protagonist when watching movies, but Qiu Songqi doesn't know how many times Ni Xiangping cried because of him.

"You should cry more, let me hug you for a while." Qiu Songqi whispered in his ear.