Chapter 2

"Open the door, open the door, I'm coming."

I can't stand ye ChuChu. The elevator is broken, and so is menling. Wang Qingyu leaned against the door and patted it hard, muttering in his heart. Fortunately, it's October now. It's cooler. Otherwise, he would have to sweat to climb the 11th floor.

"I see. Can you take it easy? My door will break for you later." Ye ChuChu didn't have time to change the dirty clothes, so she rushed to open the door, because she was really afraid that Wang Qingyu would damage the door. She had a criminal record in school before, but she didn't want to change the door.

"Why are you in such a hurry?"

"I'm so tired. I called you in the morning. Why didn't you tell me that your elevator was broken? Do you know how I got up?" Wang Qingyu pushes away ye ChuChu standing at the door. When he comes in, he lies on the sofa and criticizes ye ChuChu. He is tired to death. His legs are shaking.

"Is it broken?" Ye ChuChu closed the door, sat down next to him, and poured a glass of water for Wang Qingyu. When she went out half a month ago, she would have been fine. But she didn't dare to say it, otherwise Wang Qingyu would have killed her alive. After thinking about it, she said, "maybe these two days are bad, I don't know."

"You senior housewife, the sky is falling outside, you don't know!" Wang Qingyu finished, drank the glass in one breath, and turned his eyes down, and she could not go out for two months at home. She did not know how to make complaints about it.

"Why do you wear such dirty clothes? People are not bad. You have to dress like picking up rubbish on the street!" Wang Qingyu looks at ye ChuChu with disgusting eyes. If there is an outsider, she should never say that she knows her.

"I was cleaning the room just now. You urged me to open the door, but I didn't come here. How about changing it?" Ye ChuChu looked at himself and said, "it's just a little dirty. It's like you said it was so exaggerated."

It's just casual wear. Is it bad? Ye ChuChu's heart was obviously weak.

"Yes, yes, let's not talk about it. Hurry up, change your clothes and let's go out! I'm hungry. Let's go to Shilixiang for dinner! " Wang Qingyu impatiently pulls ye ChuChu to her room and doesn't want to talk to her about this endless and nutritious topic.

"Remember, hurry up!" Without waiting for ye ChuChu to answer, Wang Qingyu slammed the door.

In fact, how to say, ye ChuChu is really good!

However, the clothes she wears are always T-shaped jeans. In addition, she is white and small. She looks like a minor. No one believes that she is 25 years old.

Wang Qingyu rolled his eyes in the bottom of his heart. He was one year younger than her. Every time he went out, he was said to be her sister. Wang Qingyu thought about it and realized that heaven was really unfair to her.

"Well, let's go, Xiaoyu." Ye ChuChu changed his clothes and came out. Seeing that Wang Qingyu was still in a daze, he began to call her.

"Oh, well, let's go." Wang Qingyu came back and answered. He was about to go to the door with his bag.

"Wait a minute. I'll go back to my room and put on my watch." Ye ChuChu turned and went back to his room. After a while, he put on his watch and said, "OK, let's go down."

After closing the door, ye ChuChu follows Wang Qingyu to the stairway.

"How did you get that scar on your left hand?" Wang Qingyu knows that ye ChuChu's hand is about six or seven centimeters long, like a scar cut by something. Every time he goes out, he has to wear a watch, as if he doesn't want to be seen.

"I don't remember. It's very small." Ye ChuChu's tone light answers, a little long bangs cover his eyes, the expression on his face is as calm as ever, people can't see a wave.

"Oh Wang Qingyu casually said that he should say that he didn't think about it any more and quickly went downstairs.

But did not find behind ye ChuChu step slightly slow down, the right hand tightly held the left hand, face slightly pale.