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Tang Xia is still in his closet!

Han Yu trembled, his footsteps were extremely scrambled, and he trotted to keep up with Du Ruo.

In fact, he didn't care, and he didn't want Tang Xia to hide at first, but that girl, she was too cautious and frightened, she always felt like a lonely man and a widow living together in a room with unclear ambiguity.

In this case, Han Yu had no choice but to accommodate her.

To tell the truth, it was not embarrassing for Du Ruo to meet Tang Xia before. But now if Du Ruo and Tang Xia were to meet in the way of "one outside the closet and one in the closet", it would be very embarrassing.

Han Yu rubbed the center of his brows, wanting to laugh.

When he looked up again, Du Ruo had already put his hand on the handle of the door, and with a light turn, the door opened.

Tang Xia only heard a "crack", and was so frightened that she quickly hugged her knee.

The space in the closet is not particularly large, it can only accommodate her sitting curled up against the inner wall.

And it's so hot inside...

Tang Xia's face was covered with sweat, and the broken hair on her forehead was sticking to her skin wetly. She didn't dare to move casually. If the quality of the wardrobe was not good and it made some noise, wouldn't that be a disaster?

The girl panicked in her heart, gritted her teeth and held her breath to listen to the movement outside.

Normally, if Han Yu was not at home, Du Ruo would never enter his bedroom. On the one hand, it was because the young man was obsessed with cleanliness and didn't like other people messing with his things. On the other hand, it was because the relationship between mother and son hadn't completely settled down, so Du Ruo was afraid that Han Yu would get angry, so he always gave him enough personal space.

But today, in front of the boy, she walked straight into the room, muttering as she walked, "You really have spare slippers in the closet. I put them there. I remember them."

Du Ruo looked around, turned her head and said to herself strangely—

"The slippers were still there before I went out, why did they disappear when I came back?"

Although she spoke in a low voice, Tang Xia, who was across the door, could hear her clearly.

The girl couldn't help shivering, and slowly lowered her gaze.

Slippers...at her feet...

Tang Xia couldn't even cry, she raised her hand to cover her mouth, worried that Du Ruo would hear her breathing. Then she blamed Han Yu a little bit, originally she didn't plan to go upstairs, but now it's good, did she bump into it? He didn't rush to rescue her!

Perhaps Han Yu felt Tang Xia's helplessness, or he also felt that it was not good for Du Ruo to find the girl hiding in the closet, so before his mother stretched out her hand, he said in time—

"You go and cook, I'll look for it."

However, it was too late.

Du Ruo has already pushed open the wardrobe door

Han Yu was startled, and various expressions Tang Xia would react to flashed across his mind.

Panic? shy? Awkward? Embarrassed?

He didn't know, a little nervous and a little curious.

next second.

Du Ruo looked at the high-folded quilts in the closet, and frowned slightly, "You looking for it?" She turned her head, seemingly surprised, "Son, why are you so obedient today? You still want to help me? "

Tang Xia in the cabinet was so stiff that she couldn't move.

She could only take a deep breath, and secretly rejoiced: It's okay, it's okay, Han Yu's mother opened the door on the other side, it was really close...

The young man's heart was also suspended at that moment just now, but his face was still calm, and he said solemnly: "I'll help you find it, you hurry up and cook, I'm hungry."

Du Ruo didn't insist anymore, and prepared to leave the bedroom with bare feet. When he reached the door, he turned his head and said: "It should be in the drawer under the cabinet, take a look."

Han Yu held back his impatience, and when Du Ruo finally left, he turned around and saw a white hand stretched out from the closet.

A pair of lavender slippers hung on that hand.

The boy was taken aback for a moment, and his smile suddenly rose.

Tang Xia closed her eyes and looked sad. Before Han Yu could move, she shook her finger again.

He pursed his lips, his eyes curled into a smile, and when he raised his hand to take the slippers, he gently scratched her palm with his fingertips soothingly.

The numbness spread from the palm to the heart along the arm, the girl quickly retracted, clenched her hands into fists, and shrank uneasily on her chest. Then she heard Han Yu's unhurried footsteps, accompanied by a calm sentence—

"Here, your slippers, found."

Tang Xia lowered her head silently, deeply impressed by Han Yu's calm attitude.

He entered the bedroom within half a minute, and she heard him close the door, then open the closet door and poke his head in.

Tang Xia raised her eyes pitifully, but didn't dare to make a sound, she was almost communicating with Han Yu with her lips.

The young man understood that Tang Xia wanted him to find a way to distract Du Ruo so that she could go out.

Han Yu nodded, made an "OK" gesture silently, and then closed the wardrobe door.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Tang Xia's legs were terribly sore, but she still didn't dare to move, until the phone in her pocket vibrated suddenly, and a low voice came out to remind her of a new message.

At that time, she didn't know that Du Ruo had gone out, so she was so frightened that she hurriedly took out her mobile phone, and after opening it, she realized that it was Han Yu's news——

"We have all gone out, no one is at home, the painting is under the desk, wrapped in white paper, remember to take it well."

Tang Xia's nerves that had been tense all this time finally relaxed, he sighed a long time, and leaned against the inner wall of the wardrobe with narrowed eyes.

Really scared her to death...

The girl didn't dare to delay any longer, she crawled out with hands and feet, no matter how embarrassed her posture was, no one else saw it anyway.

Although Han Yu had already said that she was the only one in the house now, Tang Xia still tiptoed, found the painting under the desk according to the young man's instructions, picked it up, and planned to go outside without stopping.

As a result, when she turned around, she glanced inadvertently out of the corner of her eye, and saw Han Yu writing her a small note on the desk.

Tang Xia looked closer, feeling a little puzzled.

He said-

"Do you think my mother is a fool?"

She didn't react immediately, but she didn't think too much about it. After tearing off the small note, she hurried to the door to put on her shoes.

Halfway through wearing the shoes, Tang Xia suddenly stopped moving.

Immediately, the girl slowly lowered her eyes, staring at the shoes under her feet.

She thought, she should understand what Han Yu said, what it meant...

your sister! The shoes I changed were so clearly placed at the gate! How could Han Yu's mother not see it!

Tang Xia was dizzy, picked up the picture scroll and ran out in a panic. When she got out of the elevator, she almost bumped into other people, and she couldn't calm down. She finally calmed down, and sat on the bus shaking her hands to reply to Han Yu's message, her body trembling constantly, and she was too ashamed to lift her head.

On the other side, Han Yu was already laughing badly.

Du Ruo watched silently by his side, and waited until the young man finally found out what he had observed before he said leisurely——

"Han Yu, who is that girl?"