After taking a shower, Xu Qing came out slowly, not noticing anything strange.
"I'm done, you should go too."
Hearing Xu Qing coming out, Jiang He looked at his lips, then turned his head to stare at the computer, "I'll take a shower later."
"Oh."
Xu Qing found the hair dryer. His hair had just been cut short, so he didn't need to blow it. Since he had nothing to do, he leaned on the sofa and typed on the keyboard, scrolling through videos at eight times the normal speed.
According to his past life, he should be either playing cards and drinking with a group of friends, or curled up in bed watching dramas and playing games.
Looking up at Jiang He, he couldn't help but sigh at the wonders of fate.
Even a novel wouldn't dare to write like this.
"I'm not washing my hair today." Jiang He suddenly said.
"Okay."
Xu Qing responded and continued to scroll through his videos.
From time to time, there were sounds of firecrackers outside. It was only the 27th day of the Lunar New Year, but there were already people who couldn't wait to secretly set off firecrackers.
Winter Melon shrank in his nest and quietly did not run around. Whenever there was movement outside, he would turn his head and look outside the window, hiding well.
The cold wind was blowing outside. Xu Qing finished scrolling through a few videos and edited out the useful parts. Without doing anything else, he closed the computer and yawned, "You're not going to wash?"
"In a while."
"Oh, I'm going to bed first. Good night."
"Good night."
Seeing that he went back to his room and closed the door, Jiang He's shoulders relaxed. He leaned against the back of the chair, looked at the computer in silence for a moment, then got up and looked out the window.
The night was dark, and only the street lamps emitted a faint light on the road. A little further away was another building, where half of the lights were still on. Light shone through the windows. Further away was the world outside the community. Only a few neon lights of high-rise buildings could be seen, flashing in the night sky.
Raising his hand to open the window a crack, the cold wind came in instantly. Jiang He immediately closed it again, wrapped his clothes, and turned to look at the living room.
The television, the cat's nest, the clothes rack, the shoe cabinet, the dining table, and the clothes hanging by the balcony.
It seemed to be no different from Xu Qing's parents' house.
She even saw Jiang Miao in the kitchen, who looked exactly the same.
Was this what it meant to live together?
Jiang He glanced at the door of Xu Qing's room and felt a little disappointed.
It felt like something was missing …
Oh, he didn't even touch her hand tonight. He went back to his room to sleep.
"Hey, why are you standing there?"
Xu Qing asked as he came out of the room and poured himself a cup of hot water.
"I'll take a look outside." Jiang He wrapped himself in his clothes and sat back down, crossing his legs on the chair.
"What's there to see in the middle of the night?" Xu Qing looked outside in confusion. He held his cup and planned to return to his room.
"I want to wash my hair."
"Ah?"
"I'll wash it now."
"Ah."
"What are you yelling about?" Jiang He asked.
"Ah … go ahead." Xu Qing thought for a moment. "Do you mean I'll help you blow-dry it?"
"No need."
Jiang He felt inexplicably irritated. Why did this person suddenly become so annoying?
Watching Jiang He run back to the room to get her pajamas, Xu Qing was lost in thought with the cup in his hands.
Seeing her come out with her clothes, he turned into the bathroom and closed the door. He shook his head and went back to the room.
After a while, when he felt it was almost time, he came out and took out the hair dryer to wait for this girl.
It was good to touch her hair to promote their relationship. He also planned to watch a few great romantic movies after the New Year to enlighten Jiang He … well, the kind with kissing.
They ate together every day, lived together, and went shopping hand in hand. It would be strange if he didn't confirm their relationship.
…
Jiang He changed into her pajamas and dried her hair with a bath towel. She was stunned when she saw Xu Qing sitting there. She sat beside him and turned around.
The hair dryer was buzzing in the middle of the night. White Gourd was wagging his tail in the nest.
"Why don't you say anything?"
After a long silence, Jiang He asked.
"Huh? Say what? "Xu Qing didn't understand what she was thinking.
"… Don't you always say it?"
"That's when I have something to say. Now I have nothing to say."
"…"
"Oh, if you want me to dry your hair, just say it. How would I know if you don't say it? You said you want to wash your hair, so just do it. Didn't you refuse my help before? Now you let me do it. You have to say it clearly, otherwise, how would I know? "
It would be better if Xu Qing didn't say it. His words made Jiang He even more annoyed.
"Right? What if I misunderstood and you really don't need to do it after waiting here for so long? Then I would have waited for nothing. You can just say that you want me to help you. That's great. What's there to be embarrassed about …"
An inexplicable restlessness hit her heart. This restlessness was getting stronger and stronger. Suddenly, she wanted to hit his head.
Was this what she wanted to hear?
"Look, this haircut is so good. So beautiful." Xu Qing finally changed the topic and went to Jiang He to dry her bangs. However, he saw her staring at him while gritting her teeth.
"… What's wrong?" Xu Qing was confused. He thought about the days of her relatives and asked tentatively, "You … are you not feeling well?"
"I'm very comfortable."
Jiang He pursed her lips and calmed herself down.
He would lie to her again. There's no rush. No rush.
"Very comfortable?"
"Yes."
"Then continue to be comfortable. I bought this hair dryer for more than 300 yuan. It's a plasma hair dryer. There's no static electricity …"
Xu Qing explained what static electricity was and helped her dry her hair. He put away the hairdryer and said goodnight to her before getting ready to go back to bed.
Standing at the door, he paused and looked back at Jiang He. Suddenly, he remembered that he hadn't explained to Jiang He that the Earth was round.
It would be interesting to see her surprised expression when he tried it.
Seeing Xu Qing return to her room just like that, Jiang He flipped her hair, stroked her smooth black hair, and sat back in front of the computer.
There was a faint sound of firecrackers outside. She leaned on the chair and looked at Jiang Miao in front of the TV. No one knew what she was thinking.
…
The next day.
It began to snow at noon. The road outside was covered with a thin layer of white.
The fish that had been raised for several days finally came to the end of its life. It was stunned by Jiang He's knife. Then, he used a shovel to scrape the scales, cut it open, and steamed it according to the recipe.
"I think I'm a modern person now." Jiang He stood at the door of the kitchen and said.
"Why do you think so?"
"When I went to your mother's house yesterday, they couldn't see anything different about me. I just need to learn slowly. I can hide myself now."
"Hide yourself?" Xu Qing looked at her and had a bad feeling. "What do you want to do?"
"I don't want to do anything. I just think … I think your house is very good."
"Very good, and then?"
"Then it's very good." Jiang He's eyes were wandering. "I like to eat at your house. The four of us are very … good."
"If you like it, we'll go there more often." Xu Qing frowned. "Don't think about sneaking out. It's so cold now. Aren't you afraid of catching a cold …"
"I'm not thinking about it."
"Did my mother say something to you yesterday?" Xu Qing felt strange. She didn't seem to be herself last night.
"She told me to hit you." Jiang He looked at him. "I won't hit you."
？？？
Why would my mother want to harm me?
Xu Qing's heart skipped a beat.
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