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    Yu Qinghan is obsessed with cleanliness, but she only cares about making messes and doesn't know how to clean them up. She wanted to be nicer to Xiao Tong on a whim. She rarely remembered Xiao Tong's birthday. She wanted to make a cake to make her happy, but Mo Xiyuan returned home halfway  Draws away the past, leaving behind a messy empty living room.

    Xiao Tong couldn't see the dirty, and couldn't see the waste, so he made himself a small cake with the top layer of clean flour, closed his eyes and tasted it, imagining it like extravagant hope, it turned out to be a bit like Yu Qinghan's craftsmanship, he was satisfied  After eating a cake, he wiped the living room and the kitchen spotless. When he noticed the time, it was past midnight, and Xiao Tong's twenty-eighth birthday had just passed.

    Xiao Tong knelt on the ground and wiped the floor for almost an hour, twice with a wet rag, and then twice with a dry rag. By the time he realized the time, he was too tired to stand upright, but he finally restored the house to its original state.  .

    She leaned on the sofa to borrow strength, sat down slowly, rubbed her waist and let out a breath, her brows frowning into Sichuan characters, and she exhaled slowly, stretched slowly, and finally recovered a little.

    There is no movement of work, and the house alone is eerily quiet.

    The living room of Xiao Tong's house is very large, because Yu Qinghan likes a spacious and bright living room.  When I bought this house, Xiao Tong¡¯s graduation project had just won an international award, and he got a small bonus. It was not enough to buy a house in this area, but this house Xiao Tong immediately fell in love with.  Thinking that Yu Qinghan would definitely like it, he gritted his teeth and sold the copyright and manuscript of that set of works cheaply, and finally got together the down payment.

    Now that set of manuscripts has become an out-of-print work of art. As Xiao Tong's value has increased by more than a hundred times, far surpassing Xiao Tong's property, several colleagues who know the inside story are beating their chests for Xiao Tong, scolding Xiao Tong for being too young.  Sensible, he was deceived by unscrupulous profiteers without knowing it, but Xiao Tong felt that it was worth it, nothing is more worthwhile than making Yu Qinghan happy.

    This living room is connected to a large balcony of more than 20 square meters, with a wide view and excellent scenery. Yu Qinghan really likes it, Xiao Tong is very happy, but she doesn't really like it very much.  The living room is too big, empty, looking out from the balcony, it's empty, dark, too big, can't see the edge of darkness, Xiao Tong is sitting in the living room, only feeling scared.

    When Yu Qinghan is not around, Xiao Tong would rather stay alone in his small room - not the big bedroom where she and Yu Qinghan sleep, but Xiao Tong's own, a very small room, less than  Three square meters can only accommodate a small bed one meter wide. There is no window, only one door, an iron door, no lock, and no opening. After entering the door, it is directly tied with an iron bolt. As long as she does not open the door,  People from outside will never get in.

    This room is as clean as a sterile ward in a hospital, with white walls, white beds, and floor tiles, and even the iron door is painted white. When the light is on, it is dazzlingly white.  The entrance of the room is behind the large wardrobe in the cloakroom. No one knows that there is such a place in her house, not even Yu Qinghan. When Yu Qinghan doesn't come to Xiao Tong's house for the night, Xiao Tong hides here and sleeps alone  , with the lights on, it was shining white, without any dark shadows, as if the light had penetrated into my heart, and I didn't even dare to disturb my nightmares.

    In this world, Xiao Tong always needs to find a place where she can sleep peacefully without Yu Qinghan. Otherwise, for so many days and nights without Yu Qinghan in the past, closing her eyes would be a nightmare.  There is no peace, and life is too difficult.

    Xiao Tong cannot be defeated, she promised her grandma that she will live well.

    Yu Qinghan usually came to Xiao Tong's house before three o'clock in the morning, and would not come again after three o'clock. Xiao Tong sat on the sofa rubbing his waist and waited until quarter past three. It was quiet inside and outside the house.  It's so high that you can't even hear the chirping of insects.  After confirming that Yu Qinghan was going to spend the night outside, Xiao Tong had no expression on his face. He took his pajamas and went into the bathroom to take a bath. After washing, he went directly into his small room and locked the door from the inside. The world in front of him was only  The pure whiteness isolates everything outside, even the silence.

    Xiao Tong nestled on the small bed, curled up, with his arms hugging his knees, sleeping very quietly, even his breathing was barely audible.

    She slept peacefully, on the other side of the city, Yu Qinghan's carnival had just ended.

    Mo Xiyuan finally returned to China, dragged Yu Qinghan and Chang Linran to experience the nightlife in China after ten years of absence, went to the ktv where the three of them used to go, howling until after three o'clock in the middle of the night, all kinds of famous wines were like running water  Send it in the same way, drink too much and howl enough, Mo Xiyuan faded away from the nobility and elegance of the day, leaned on the sofa with a blushing face, holding the wine bottle and watching Yu Qinghan sitting in front of the bar, holding Limai with both hands and singing.

    Yu Qinghan sat on the high stool, tilted her head, and half-closed her eyes to look at the screen. She ordered a quiet love song. The original song was a male singer with a low voice.  Hoarse drunk, her voice fits wellp; The tiramisu was ready and put it in the refrigerator to refrigerate. It was not yet eight o'clock in the morning, Yu Qinghan rarely got up early, had breakfast with Yu Qingming, and went upstairs to Mo Xiyuan's house for a walk,  After looking at Mo Xiyuan to make sure she was still sleeping, he went downstairs again and turned on the TV in boredom.

    There are no good programs in the morning, either political news or entertainment news, but entertainment news is always better than political news, Yu Qinghan tuned a gossip program casually, and yawned while watching it.

    "Yesterday, the birthday party of Xiao Tong, a well-known domestic fashion designer, was held in the sports center. Nearly a thousand fans attended, and even big names in the international fashion industry came to celebrate his birthday in person. Unfortunately, Xiao Tong himself should handle official business in Paris.  Couldn't be there"

    Yu Qinghan yawned halfway, and suddenly there was a click, and his jaw dropped.

    She endured the pain and put her chin back, and finally remembered that she had forgotten something important.

    Yesterday was Xiao Tong's birthday.

    Yu Qinghan personally agreed to Xiao Tong to celebrate her birthday.

    Yu Qinghan doesn't like Xiao Tong, but he consciously understands Xiao Tong. According to Xiao Tong's temperament, probably last night, he stared at him and waited for him all night.

    Besides, how could Xiao Tong sleep without himself.

    Yu Qinghan hurried into the kitchen, cut out a small triangular piece from the tiramisu in the refrigerator, put it in a food box, and trotted out, "Aunt Huang, I won't come back for lunch, Xi Yuan wakes up."  You tell her that the cake is in the refrigerator, let her remember to eat it!" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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