If you don't like this couple, don't read on.

Qingyue's identity has been guessed by readers before.

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"Ding-ling-ding-ling"

The doorbell rang several times, but no one came to open the door.

The woman outside was wearing a T-shirt and jeans, and a cap with the brim pulled down very low.

Fashion sunglasses almost covered half of her face, her delicate nose seemed like a sculpture, her bright red lips were charming, and her lip line was upward, with a faint smile.

She kept ringing the doorbell.

After a long time, someone came to open the door.

"Handsome guy, can I have a bowl of water?"

The woman spoke.

She leaned against the door frame, looking lazy.

However, the moment she saw the person inside, countless emotions suddenly surged in her heart.

She rushed out with a roar.

Her whole body was trembling slightly.

She suppressed it.

They were so similar, almost.

Except for the appearance, the cold and indifferent temperament like the moon and water is exactly the same as the person she misses day and night.

At a glance, she felt a strong sense of familiarity, as if she had known him for a long time.

"You wait here." Qingyue turned around and clenched her hands under her long sleeves.

She finally found him.

Leng Yueshuang would not be so honest and let her wait there. How could it be possible?

Qingyue turned around, her seductive red lips lightly hooked, and she raised her feet and followed in.

Qingyue suddenly turned around and glanced at him expressionlessly, "Don't come in casually, otherwise... get out immediately!"

"I hiked up here and my feet are blistered. I want to sit here with you. Handsome guy, please be kind and take me in."

Qingyue was silent for a moment, then raised his hand and pointed, "You can sit in the yard..."

After saying that, he went into the house, took some water and came back, "Drink it and leave."

The front yard is full of greenery, and a big jujube tree casts mottled shadows.

The small bridge and flowing water, the pavilion under the corridor, is a courtyard with classical charm.

"Did you plant all these?" Leng Yueshuang deliberately ignored his words, took the water cup, held it in front of her, and her eyes fell on the green plants in the yard that were well-maintained.

"Yes." Qingyue replied, "Any other questions?"

"Yes!" Leng Yueshuang's eyes suddenly showed watery light, "I sprained my foot and can't walk, so please take me in."

"Wasn't it fine just now?" Qingyue glanced at her foot meaningfully, and then said lightly: "I never take in strangers."

"How can it be considered a stranger, we..." Leng Yueshuang was anxious and almost said what was in her mind. She paused for a moment and looked at him aggrievedly, "I really sprained my foot."

As she said, she grasped her ankle with her jade-like slender five fingers, and with a "click", the bone was crushed by her.

Her lively little face suddenly turned pale, and layers of cold sweat broke out all over her body because of the pain.

"Are you going to drive me away?"

"You!"

Qingyue's calm eyes were dark and deep, and a hint of anger appeared on her face.

He looked at her, and the air around him seemed to be a little colder.

Why use this self-harming method...

For a long time, the four eyes met.

Suddenly, Qingyue angrily swung his sleeves, said nothing, and turned away.

Leng Yueshuang smiled at his back.

The smile was so helpless and desolate, but gentle and satisfied.

Hard on the outside but soft on the inside, still the same as before.

"Wait for me." She got up from the stool and jumped on one foot.

It took less than two hours to get used to the seven-centimeter high heels on her feet, and there was an uneven road paved with stones on the ground.

Then, very tragically, after a few steps, her foot twisted, her body was unstable, and she fell to one side.

Qingyue, who had climbed up the stairs, raised her hand in a flash, and a spiritual power supported her.

So, Leng Yueshuang stayed as she wished, at the cost of lameness of her two feet.

"Ah! Be gentle!"

"Do you still feel pain?"

Leng Yueshuang was choked by him, and her autumn-like eyes stared at the man who was half-squatting in front of her, straightening her bones.

His fingertips were slightly cool, and when they touched her ankle, it was as if a cool breeze passed through her. The burning pain on her feet was not so painful.

"Handsome, what's your name?"

Qingyue paused, "My name is Qingyue."

Leng Yueshuang asked again, "Then...what's your real name?"

"I don't remember it."

He applied medicine to her and fixed her with plaster.

Qingyue got up and told her expressionlessly, "It's best not to walk on the ground these days."

Leng Yueshuang's two feet were wrapped like silkworms and placed on the coffee table.

But she still smiled brightly, as if she didn't care at all, "Qingyue, why don't you ask me what my name is? After all, we are going to live under the same roof..."

Qingyue corrected her, "I just took you in temporarily..."

After thinking about it, he still asked symbolically, "What's your name?"

Leng Yueshuang had a bad idea and deliberately teased him, "Don't you know my name?"

Qingyue was choked by her and had nothing to say.

He turned around and walked out of the living room without hesitation, ignoring her.

Once he left, he never showed up.

I don't know if he was hiding on purpose.

Leng Yueshuang would find excuses from time to time, "Qingyue, I'm thirsty, can you give me a glass of water?"

"Qingyue, I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat?"

"Qingyue, Qingyue, I can't hold it anymore...ah, come quickly..."

"What can't you hold it anymore?"

Qingyue was overwhelmed and stood in front of her with his hand on his forehead.

A touch of cherry red slowly appeared on Leng Yueshuang's delicate cheeks.

She raised her eyes and looked at him shyly, and whispered, "I want to pee."

Qingyue's face froze, and then a trace of unnaturalness flashed across her face, and she coughed.

"This..."

He looked embarrassed, and the words came out in a deep voice, but he didn't know what to say next.

Leng Yueshuang had already stretched out her hands, "You carry me."

She saw his pale pupils suddenly shrink, and his body took a step back.

She was dissatisfied, "Are you a man afraid that I will take advantage of you?"

Suddenly, she glared at him, "Hurry up! I'm going to pee my pants."

Qingyue: "..."

After a while of rustling, Leng Yueshuang sat on the toilet and stared at Qingyue.

"Take off my pants!"

"You... take them off yourself!"

"You said I can't walk on the ground, how can I take them off?"

Qingyue was speechless.

Seeing that he was so reluctant, Leng Yueshuang turned away, "Okay, go out, I'll find a way myself."

In the end, Qingyue didn't stay.

Back in the living room, Leng Yueshuang begged, "I'm so bored alone, can you accompany me?"

Qingyue actually agreed for the first time.

Just kept looking at the phone, staring at it, and didn't know what he was looking at.

Before coming here, Leng Yueshuang spent several hours to experience the life here.

I wanted to have no communication barriers after meeting him, and I didn't want to have a generation gap with him, and I wanted to keep up with him.

She knew that thing was called a mobile phone, and almost everyone here had one.

Use it to chat, watch videos...

Leng Yueshuang's initial happiness gradually turned into curiosity, "What are you looking at? Are you chatting with your girlfriend?"

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