Chapter 237 Do you have any misunderstandings about me?
Xu Qingzhou got home at 9 o'clock. When he got off the subway, raindrops fell from the gray sky. His first reaction was that he didn't bring an umbrella, but then he suddenly remembered that when he went out today, School Beauty Song seemed to have stuffed an umbrella into her schoolbag.
I touched my backpack and found an umbrella.
Xu Qingzhou looked at the figures running in the drizzle, and felt even happier, sighing that it was great to have a caring girlfriend.
He tied the umbrella at the door and pushed it open. Er Miao was squatting on the cabinet, looking at Xu Qingzhou eagerly, waiting for the two-legged beast to feed him.
There was no one at home, Song Yao was still in the library.
"Meow~meow~"
"Fat cat, all he does is eat."
Xu Qingzhou cursed with a smile, changed his shoes, picked up Er Miao and walked into the living room.
"Meow."
Er Miao licked the back of his hand flatteringly.
At this time, the twilight outside the window was thicker, and bean-sized raindrops slid across the night sky like thin threads, making crisp sounds when hitting the glass.
Xu Qingzhou poured some cat food into Ermao's bowl.
Click~click~
The second cat devoured the food.
Xu Qingzhou poured a glass of water, placed the cup on the windowsill, and let out a long breath. Perhaps because she knew it was going to rain, Song Yao had already taken back all the clothes that were hanging out to dry, folded them, and placed them on the sofa.
The moist glass reflects the brilliant lights of the city, making it look incredibly dreamy.
It’s mid-May.
From last year to now, in almost a year, Song Yao gradually appeared in his life. Because of rebirth, two people who originally had little relationship lived under the same roof and became lovers.
He also got used to living alone with Song Yao.
Looking around, there were sofas, coffee tables, dining tables, TVs, and fat cats. It was warm and real. This house was many times better than the cold villa he once lived in in Kyoto.
I have a little home, a girlfriend, and a cat.
The present is what we call life. The past is like a part in a clock. Even if it achieves extraordinary achievements, it is at most a slightly larger part, and then it runs numbly until it slips and stops.
After finishing the water in the cup, Xu Qingzhou sighed, collected his thoughts, took out his phone and sent a message to Song Yao: "It's raining heavily."
Song Yao: "It was just a drizzle in the evening, but it's getting heavier now."
Xu Qingzhou: "When will it end?"
Song Yao: "10 o'clock."
Xu Qingzhou typed: "The rain is a bit heavy, be careful when you come back."
This time, Song Yao didn't reply as quickly as before. She came over after a few seconds: "Okay, I'll pay attention."
Xu Qingzhou smiled softly.
Although Song Yao is usually quite aloof, she is actually just like other girls when it comes to love. The difference is that Song Yao never disturbs her boyfriend when he is busy.
When she was separated from Xu Qingzhou, her emotions were restrained and rational.
Suppress your desire to get close to your boyfriend or show some "little emotions" like ordinary girls, and let your boyfriend take care of your thoughts.
He is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.
Xu Qingzhou looked at the time and it was almost time to pick up the Tsundere Ghost, so he typed: "I'll pick you up."
Song Yao replied very quickly: "Okay, be careful on the road."
Xu Qingzhou rubbed Er Miao's head, then went out with an umbrella. It was not far from the Peking University Library and could be reached in more than ten minutes.
At the same time, in the library, Song Yao looked at the message sent by Xu Qingzhou, with a beautiful smile on her lips. Her boyfriend came to pick her up on a rainy day, and she felt a little happy that was hard to describe.
In the past, she was a little confused when she saw some boys picking up their girlfriends at places like the library or dormitory entrance.
The girl can obviously go back by herself, so why does she need the boy to wait for her?
Now I understand.
So this is love. "What's wrong?" Zhang Qiong asked in a low voice. The smile that suddenly bloomed on this cool face would make even a girl like her heart beat.
She couldn't help but think that Xu Qingzhou had really gotten a great bargain.
"It's okay." Song Yao shook her head. Seeing that it was already 9:42, she got up and went to the bathroom.
When she came out again, Zhang Qiong found that her bangs were a little wet, as if they had been re-styled.
I even went to the bathroom to fix my hair. Is Xu Qingzhou coming?
At 10 o'clock, they came out of the library together. When Zhang Qiong saw the familiar person, she knew that she had guessed right.
The only person who Song Yao values so much is Xu Qingzhou.
Song Yao skillfully got under Xu Qingzhou's umbrella and put her arm around his. The moist air under the umbrella was suddenly filled with a hint of fragrance.
"Okay, it's late, you two should go quickly." Zhang Qiong waved her hand, and Xu Qingzhou's impression of her increased a lot again.
Song Yao told me that Xu Qingzhou has been very busy recently. He was tired after a day's work, but he still braved the rain to pick up his girlfriend. No matter how you look at it, this boyfriend is qualified.
The three of them separated at the library entrance and walked in opposite directions.
"The things that aunt and the others sent have arrived." While speaking, Song Yao pressed tightly against her boyfriend. Every time they held hands like this, they would have a comfortable sense of security.
Don’t think about anything, just follow Xu Qingzhou.
"I'll get it tomorrow morning." Xu Qingzhou thought for a moment and said, "Come back after class tomorrow and eat. I'll cook some dishes."
"okay."
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Song Yao turned to look at Xu Qingzhou, her eyes sparkling and attractive, and said, "It's hot now, your room might be stuffy, should we ask Aunt Jia to install an air conditioner?"
Facing Song Yao's eyes, Xu Qingzhou's heart skipped a beat, but he suppressed his panic: "My room is not very sunny, so it's not stuffy. Even if the temperature rises, I can just buy a fan or something."
He paused and asked, "Or have you already asked?"
Song Yao turned her head away and said calmly, "No."
Xu Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it didn't affect his future plans, and continued, "The summer in Kyoto isn't that hot, unlike in Chengdu, where it's hot and stuffy, and you can't live without air conditioning."
The two go home.
Er Miao seemed to have heard the noise a long time ago and was squatting at the door to greet them.
Xu Qingzhou turned on the computer and planned to look at some information first. Song Yao went back to the bedroom to change into pajamas. Then, the sound of running water from the shower was heard in the bathroom.
After a while, Song Yao came out in slippers, picked up Er Miao and sat down on the sofa.
Oh, and I even washed my feet.
Xu Qingzhou glanced at the white feet with a strange expression. He wondered if the campus beauty Song University thought he was a pervert who only liked feet.
No, it is necessary to change Song Yao's stereotype of herself.
Xu Qingzhou decided to have a good talk with Song Yao.
Seeing Xu Qingzhou coming, Song Yao moved her butt to make room for him.
Xu Qingzhou said: "I think you have some misunderstanding about me?"
"Ok?"
Song Yao looked up at him.
Xu Qingzhou's face straightened, and he said, "There is an idiom called 'Love the house and love the dog'. Because I like you, I like everything about you, and your feet are just one of them. In short, I am a decent person and I don't have a perverted foot fetish."
"Hmm~"
As soon as Xu Qingzhou finished speaking, Song Yao's lingering moans were heard in the living room.
Song Yao's cheeks were flushed, and she stared at the boy who was speaking righteously but pinching her feet with his claws, "Can you be gentler?"
(End of this chapter)
