the landlord is a former

Shopping for vegetables was just an excuse, Fu Baiqiu wanted to calm himself down.

She walked around the outside, said a lot of comforting words to herself, felt less angry, looked down and saw that her hands were empty, and finally decided to go shopping for vegetables.

When she came back, she went to the fruit shop, saw grapes and cherries, hesitated for a long time, did not buy, and bought lychees and peaches.

It was a hot day, and I would sweat after walking two steps on the road. Fu Baiqiu didn't drive, and walked back and forth, his hair was not tied up, and it was loose like that, and he became hotter and hotter.

Step inside the home, from the furnace to the ice cellar.

"Mao Mao."

Shi Jinzhi greeted him like a gust of wind, and clapped the things in his hands, "Should I kneel on the keyboard or on the washboard?"

She held a black mechanical keyboard in her hand, with a dull expression, not half-joking.Fu Baiqiu lowered his eyelids, glanced at the bruises floating on her knees, and walked straight to the kitchen without saying a word.

"Then I'll kneel on the keyboard..." the person behind said in a low voice.

Fu Baiqiu paused, and heard the sound of something hard behind him touching the tiled floor. He turned around helplessly, and saw the man put the keyboard on the ground with both hands, and was about to kneel down.

"Come here and help me wash the peaches." She stopped her.

Shi Jinzhi turned to look at her, moved his lips, pursed them, bent down to pick up the keyboard and put it on the sofa, and followed her into the kitchen.

There are only two people in the family, and we can't finish buying too much fruit, and we need to eat fresh ones, so we only bought five peaches.Fu Baiqiu put down the bag, separated the vegetables from the fruit, pointed to the bag containing the fruit, handed her a basin, and signaled her to go to the side to wash.

Shi Jinzhi obediently moved away, stood by the pool, saw that there were still lychees, first peeled two and ate them.

Sweet and juicy, it's hard to stop eating.

When Fu Baiqiu found out, she had already eaten most of the bag, and couldn't help frowning: "Have you washed the peaches?"

"...No." It looked like he had done something wrong.

Fu Baiqiu sighed secretly, without saying a word, picked up the peaches and poured them into the basin, and washed them by himself.

Suddenly a peeled lychee came to her mouth, she raised her eyes, Shi Jinzhi stretched out her arms and smiled at her: "Peel it for my wife to eat."

I thought it was because I ate too much, forgot to save some for my wife, and forgot to wash the peaches. I made a mistake, and I wanted to kneel down on the durian.

Fu Baiqiu hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth to eat it, spit out the core after chewing the pulp, and said lightly: "Eat so much at once, be careful not to get angry."

"Is my wife still eating?"

She shook her head.

"Put it in the refrigerator and don't eat it anymore."

"it is good."

Fu Baiqiu was afraid that she would kneel on the keyboard again, so he said without raising his head, "Go to practice the piano."

"..."

I don't know if it's because the temperature of the air conditioner is too low, but the atmosphere in the house is so cold that you can freeze people. When Shi Jinzhi practiced the piano, he was absent-minded.

Dinner was still the same, Fu Baiqiu didn't let her into the kitchen to help, and he called her to eat when it was ready, and he didn't say anything while eating, and after eating, he washed the dishes, cleared the table and stove, and then took a shower.

No matter what you say to her, there will only be "uh", "oh", or not at all.

Shi Jinzhi leaned against the side of the stairs helplessly, listening to the sound of splashing water in the bathroom, his heart seemed to leak into the sewer.

Is this cold violence?

After waiting anxiously for a while, the water stopped, and as soon as the person came out, she wanted to go forward but couldn't move her legs, so she stood there and watched stupidly.

Fu Baiqiu wiped his hair, met her eyes, and asked doubtfully, "Aren't you going to take a bath?"

"what?"

"Hurry up and finish washing and teach me how to practice the piano." After speaking, he passed by.

Shi Jinzhi: "..."

Practicing the piano was just practicing the piano, Fu Baiqiu didn't say a word off-topic, the two of them would occasionally joke around before, or show off their spirits, but today they are all serious and the atmosphere is extremely serious.

Shi Jinzhi wanted to speak up several times, but he didn't dare, because he felt that he had done something wrong first, and he was at fault, and he didn't know how to explain it.

How about if it was me, seeing Maomao reading love stories with other people and driving, I would definitely be so angry that the roof would blow off.

"Tired." Fu Baiqiu closed the textbook, put it aside, got up and stretched.

Thinking she was going to rest, Shi Jinzhi also stood up, but she was pulled to sit down in front of the piano, and said in a relaxed and teasing tone: "Let me play a little song."

"Okay." She hurriedly responded, "What does Maomao want to hear?"

"Flower Dance."

Fu Baiqiu said and handed her the ipad, as if he knew that she hadn't played for a long time and needed to read the score.

Shi Jinzhi bit her lower lip and smiled, thinking that she was not angry anymore, took it and searched the original score, arranged it, skimmed it roughly, and started sight-reading.

Fu Baiqiu leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and listened quietly. He recited the opening dialogue in his heart, and an ethereal and natural scene appeared in his mind.

The moral of the song is not good, perfect but incomplete love.

After finishing the song, Fu Baiqiu opened his eyes, met Shang Shijin's expectant gaze, praised him well, got up and said, "Sleep."

"Okay." Regardless of disappointment, she quickly got up and followed.

--boom!

The door is closed.

Shi Jinzhi took a step back, staring blankly at the closed door, at a loss.

What do you mean?

She pressed the handle of the door, opened it, stepped halfway in, and saw Fu Baiqiu walking over with a pillow in his arms, and stuffed it to her: "Go downstairs and sleep."

"why?"

Fu Baiqiu didn't speak, and reached out to close the door.

Shi Jinzhi blocked the door and refused to let her close, feeling grievance welled up in his heart, and whispered: "Maomao, I really just saw it by chance, and I'm curious—"

"Go to sleep, I'm tired, good night." Fu Baiqiu interrupted softly, pushed her out, closed the door, and locked it.

The heavy wooden door blocked the view, Shi Jinzhi stood outside the door for a long time, tears streaming down, she raised her hand to wipe her face, then turned and went downstairs silently.

The next day, both of them woke up early.

Sitting at the table eating breakfast, no one spoke. Shi Jinzhi's eyes were a little swollen, and her eyelids were always drooping and did not lift up. It was not until after breakfast that Fu Baiqiu went to wash the dishes that she stood at the door and whispered, "I'll go to see you." At school, I don’t come back for lunch at noon or evening.”

The figure froze for a moment, and replied lightly: "Okay."

After eight o'clock, Shi Jinzhi left.

Fu Baiqiu rested for a while, went out for a walk, and came back to clean up.Clean up the kitchen and toilet first, then the first floor.

Pushing open the door of the big bedroom, the coolness rushed in, obviously the air conditioner had just been turned off not long ago.

There was a pillow lying on the ground, the quilt was not folded, and A4 papers and an open book were scattered on the bed. Fu Baiqiu sighed, picked up the pillow, folded the quilt, and sorted the paper and book.

A pig's head was drawn on the A4 paper, with an arrow next to it, and it read: Mao Mao Ben Mao.

puff--

Fu Baiqiu couldn't help laughing, thinking that this person is so naive, he put it on the bedside table, picked up the book, and was about to close it, his eyes were attracted by the rows of handwriting with a sense of age.

Journal?

She knew in her heart that this was not good, but a strong thought drove her to look down...

[September 2004, 9, Qing: I transferred to Class 3 at the beginning of school, sitting behind Maomao.There is no difference for me whether I study liberal arts or science, I already have a goal and direction in life, I just choose this place to be closer to Maomao...]

[October 2004, 10, Qing: I don’t want to go to the United States. There is no Mao Mao there. I won’t be happy if I go there.

[October 2004, 10, sunny: Maomao’s 8th birthday, I gave her myself as a gift, she is not good at technology, she still needs to learn more]

[December 2004, 12, Yu: I am so happy, Maomao knit me a scarf, although it is ugly, hahaha, you can’t say it to Maomao’s face, I want to wear it every day]

[February 2005, 2, Yin: I was scolded bloody by Mao Mao, because school starts the day after tomorrow, and I haven't finished my winter vacation homework yet, but she looks super cute while scolding me and helping me with my homework! 】

……

A sour feeling welled up in his eyes, and his vision suddenly became blurred. Fu Baiqiu raised his hand to tightly cover his mouth and nose, and a sob leaked from between his fingers.

— Pata

A tear fell on the notebook.

She hurriedly erased it, as if she had glimpsed some shady secret, closed the diary and put it by the bedside, and backed out.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Shi Jinzhi stepped into the house.

There was the sound of the piano upstairs. She looked up and knew that it was the daughter-in-law who was practicing the piano. Thinking that the two of them were having a fight, she went back to the room without disturbing her.

The originally messy room became clean and tidy, the quilt was neatly folded, the pillows were neatly arranged, the papers and diaries were sorted...

Journal!

Shi Jinzhi's eyes fell on the head of the bed, where the closed diary was lying quietly under the paper with the pig's head drawn on it.

Her scalp was numb for a while, and she walked around quickly, picked up the notebook and flipped through it twice, a little embarrassed, and then looked at the paper on which she had drawn a pig's head, and her face became hot from embarrassment.

Maomao must have seen it.

Shi Jinzhi was discouraged, put the diary back into the box, tore up the paper with the pig's head drawn and threw it into the trash can, and took the clothes to take a bath.

After taking a shower, there was no one in front of the piano, and the door of the master bedroom on the second floor was closed.

She recalled the contents of the diary and mustered up the courage to knock on the door.

—— tuk tuk tuk

The door opened, and a pair of straight long|long legs appeared in her field of vision, slowly going up, and the black hair in front of her was soft and smooth. Fu Baiqiu was wearing a suspender nightgown with loose hair, and her bare feet stepped on the floor. He looked at her quietly.

With a calm face and casual eyes, they suddenly returned to the days before they got back together.

Shi Jinzhi was slightly suffocated, and squeezed open the door to hug her, "Honey, I don't want to sleep downstairs, I can't sleep without you by my side."

With just a hug and a word of coquetry, Fu Baiqiu's face that had been cold for two days cracked instantly, revealing a trace of irresistible tenderness.

"Do you know what's wrong?" She asked angrily, pretending to be indifferent.

Shi Jinzhi nodded fiercely.

"What's wrong?"

"You shouldn't look at fanfiction, and you shouldn't draw your wife as a pig's head." Shi Jinzhi said solemnly.

puff.

The corners of Fu Baiqiu's eyes twitched slightly, and he almost couldn't hold back his laughter. He rubbed her hair, turned around and said, "Okay, let's go to sleep."

Turning the page too quickly was not in line with her temper, so she decided to spend another night, probably because she became more shameless after being together, this girl thought she was easy to coax, and repeatedly made her angry.

"Honey, are you not angry?"

Shi Jinzhi hugged her from the back, and with one arm, they both fell down on the quilt at the same time.

——Pop chirp!

Take the opportunity to kiss.

"Forgive me my wife..."

Fu Baiqiu struggled to push her away, turned his face away, pulled up the quilt and lay down, "Don't make noise, go to sleep."

"Wife, wife~"

Unwilling to give up, Shi Jinzhi lifted off the quilt and got in, deliberately creating a gust of wind, and then wrapped the two of them tightly from head to toe.

In the darkness, Fu Baiqiu was like a sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

"I don't read fanfiction anymore, I don't scroll on Weibo anymore, and I don't paint my wife as a pig's head anymore."

"Honey, I'm your baby boy, please be kind to me."

"Wife—"

Fu Baiqiu couldn't bear it anymore, and said coldly: "Go out if you don't sleep."

"Well."

It's quiet now.

After a while, Jin obediently began to talk to herself: "Actually, love is different from friendship. No matter how relaxed and carefree you are with good friends, you still have to keep a certain distance, but lovers can be intimate. We have all seen each other. Gum in the corners of my eyes when I woke up early in the morning, I heard the sound of the other person flushing the toilet after going to the toilet, I smelled the smell of sweat on the other person's body... The most important thing is that we have each other, complete and complete, from body to heart , there is no second person can match."

She sniffed lightly, turned sideways and hugged the person beside her, her voice choked with sobs.

"Maomao, I love you so much."

Fu Baiqiu lay on her side stiffly, feeling that the thin cloth on her back was soaked, a large piece, very hot, almost scalding her skin.

The arms on his body trembled, although the people behind him tried hard to suppress it.

Her heart also trembled, like a dead leaf swept up by a strong wind.

The night was very quiet.

After a long time, the sobbing gradually stopped, and the sound of even and long breathing came from his ears. Fu Baiqiu moved, turned over, and carefully pulled him into his arms.

Summer is a season that is not suitable for sleeping in.

Fu Baiqiu woke up early, changed into sportswear and was about to go for a run. A slight movement woke up Shi Jinzhi, who was soundly asleep. She rubbed her eyes and got up, and asked confusedly, "Is Maomao going for a run?"

"Ah."

"I'll go too, wait for me."

She suddenly lost all sleepiness, turned over and got out of bed, pulled on her slippers and ran out to the bathroom to wash up.

Fu Baiqiu went to the first floor to wait. After a while, Shi Jinzhi came down wearing a couple sportswear, took her arm affectionately, and blinked: "Let's go."

The temperature difference between day and night in Rongcheng is not big in summer, and the morning is only one or two degrees cooler than noon. The sun is also poisonous, and you will sweat profusely after running in the shade for a while, but the environment of the community is good, the greenery is abundant, and the air is still fresh Go for a run and feel refreshed.

After about half an hour, tired, the two walked hand in hand along the boulevard.

There was a long silence, accompanied only by the chirping of birds in the forest.

Fu Baiqiu stopped suddenly, and turned his gaze to the person beside him: "Let me hit you once, and I will forgive you."

Shi Jinzhi was stunned for a moment, seeing that she looked serious, she didn't look like she was joking, so she also became serious, looked around, and said: "People will see here, can you go home and fight?"

There are the most active people in the morning and evening in the community. One is for work time and the other is for get off work time. They are exercising in the morning or taking a walk in the evening. People pass by on the road from time to time. They are easy to see from their positions.

Unexpectedly, the fool didn't even ask.

Fu Baiqiu held her hand tightly, said "Hello" lightly, and walked back along the original road.

After entering the gate, Shi Jinzhi asked nervously, "Where does my wife want to hit? I can do it."

puff--

What a fool.

Fu Baiqiu snickered in his heart, and said calmly, "Face."

"Hmm." A certain fool frowned, "Can you be a little lighter, your face is swollen and ugly."

"can."

Huh, don't worry.

Stepping into the house, the two changed their shoes, Fu Baiqiu raised his arms, Shi Jinzhi took the initiative to move his face closer, closed his eyes in fear, and held his breath.

After a while, the slap still didn't come down.

Suddenly, his cheeks became hot, and something soft and soft stuck to him, and he pecked lightly.

It's a kiss.