Gu Qingcheng met Yang Shu's astonished gaze at dawn, and specially used his arm to measure the width of the bed, "This bed is quite wide, enough."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  It's quite wide.

  But even wider is also a single bed, okay?

  Yang Xiao hadn't had time to object when there was a knock at the door. "Xiao, here's a quilt for you."

  Yang Fuxiao was standing at the door, and her grandmother pushed the door from behind. The door slammed against her occipital bone with a "bang", and she let out an "ouch" as she dodged to the side to let her grandmother in.

  "Grandma."

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at Gu Qing Cheng, who had changed from a lying down sleeping posture to a sitting one. After waiting for his grandmother to come in, he stood up, and it was really a series of quick and elegant movements, like flowing clouds and water.

  If an elder walks over and stands, while a younger generation is still lying or sitting on the bed. It's very impolite, now Gu Qingcheng undoubtedly gave Yang Lao Tai Tai great respect.

  Yang old lady looked at Gu Qingcheng being so polite and courteous, she liked him even more, smiled, the smile lines at the corners of her eyes opened up, and put a thick quilt on the bed. "This was made earlier, specially with new cotton, I made a quilt for Xiao, originally intended to be given as part of her dowry when she gets married, now that you're here, use it first."

  Gu Qingcheng smiled elegantly: "Thank you, Grandma."

  What's the big deal?

  This quilt was given to her as dowry, not him!

  Old Lady Yang turned around and glanced at Yang Fu Xiao, saying: "Take good care of Little Guo, our family's conditions are not very good, so it's a bit inconvenient..."

  Yang brushed off the dawn and took advantage of her grandmother's mention of this matter, hastily saying: "No need to be polite, actually Mr. Gu can go stay in a hotel."

  This was also what Yang Mianxiao had thought of early on, and she too assumed that Gu Qingcheng would definitely look down on the simple and crude conditions of her maternal grandmother's home.

  "We have a place to live at home, why stay in a hotel?" Mrs. Yang glared at Yang Xiao with disapproval. Turning around to face Gu Qingcheng, "Later, let Xiao bring you a new set of towels, and just treat this as your own home."

  Yang Xiaodong followed Old Lady Yang out of the room, took new towels and toothbrushes, and walked back in to see that Gu Qingcheng had already spread out the quilt she had brought as her dowry.

  The quilt is red with a mandarin duck playing in water printed on it.

  “……”

  Gu Qingcheng sat on one side, looking at Yang Fu's blank expression and asked faintly: "What do you think?"

  Yang Mu Xiao looked at the bright red quilt again and then raised her head to look at Gu Qing Cheng, "I think what's missing now is a red veil to cover it."

  "Good suggestion."

  Being in the same space as Gu Qingcheng always gave Yang Fuxiao a suffocating feeling. If there was work to be done, it wasn't so bad, and Yang Fuxiao could distract herself by focusing on her tasks. But now, with only a chair at the desk separating them, Gu Qingcheng's gaze on her felt scorching hot. Yang Fuxiao rummaged through her closet for a set of pajamas and took them into the bathroom first.

  "I'll go take a bath first."

  It was just a very small bathroom, no bathtub or shower curtain, it took a while to feel warm all over after taking a shower, washed my hair and used body wash, then put on pajamas and went out.

  He heard a sound coming from the bathroom. Gu Qingcheng raised his eyes and saw Yang Fuxiao walking out with her wet black hair, water droplets dripping down her long neck, soaking into the collar of her nightgown.

  Yang Fuxiao walked over to the closet and took out a small hair dryer, plugged it in, turned on the hot air and styled her hair.

  The hot air was blowing, Yang Xiao didn't notice when Gu Qingcheng went into the bathroom to take a shower. It wasn't until her hair was almost 70-80% dry that she turned off the blow dryer and heard the sound of water coming from inside the bathroom.

  Yang rubbed her nose, wound the cord of the hair dryer around it, moved a bit slowly, pursed her lips, put the hair dryer back in the cabinet, pulled at the neckline of her pajamas, and let out a long sigh.

  What's wrong?

  Anyway, Gu Qingcheng can't eat you!

  Yang Mu Xiao thought so and felt much more relaxed in her heart. She sat on the edge of the bed combing her hair, looking at the photo frame on the desk, which was probably what Gu Qing Cheng had been staring at just now.

  This photo was taken when they were still very young, it's Duanwu, Linzi and her.

  At that time, it was particularly popular to go to the photo studio. At that time, Yang Fu Xiao even borrowed the lipstick of the aunt in the photo studio and applied it. Lin Zi climbed onto Yang Fu Xiao's shoulders, laughing so hard she couldn't stand up straight, saying she looked like she had drunk blood.

  Duān wǔ yào bǐ tā hé Lín zǐ dōu dà liǎng suì, zài tāmen liǎng gè miàn qián jiù hǎo xiàng shì dà gē gē yí yàng, yě dǒng shì zǎo, zhàn zài liǎng gè zhī jiān, yī tiáo gē bo le yī gè, sān gè shàng qí hái shì hái zi, miàn róng tóng yàng zhī nèn, dàn shì zuǐ jiǎo de xiào què dōu shì yí yàng de.

  Yang Mu actually looked at the joys and sorrows of life very lightly a long time ago.

  But what remains unchanged is that if others are good to her, she will remember it in her heart and then try her best to be good to others.

  Yang Fuxiao's small room didn't have a TV, so he simply found a book and curled up at the head of his bed to read.

  In the bathroom, Gu Qingcheng simply rinsed off and dried his body.

  He came here without bringing pajamas, and there were no larger towels in the bathroom. He wanted to put on his shirt again, but unfortunately, it was already wet and looked a bit dirty from being outside during the day.

  Gu Qingcheng slightly furrowed his brow and tossed his shirt into the water pool.

  "Dawn!"

  Yang Fu Xiao replied from outside the door: "Yes!"

  "Is there clean clothes?"

  Yang Fuxiao jumped directly out of bed with bare feet and ran to the wardrobe door, but all the clothes in her wardrobe were two years old, only a few pieces. She then shouted towards the bathroom: "I'll go ask my grandma."

  Grandma gave Yang Wu Xiao a set of pajamas that her uncle had left at home before, "They are clean, the tags haven't been cut off, but the material is a bit rough to the touch."

  He took his pajamas back to the bedroom, where Gu Qingcheng had already crawled under the covers and was flipping through the magazine Yang Shuoxiao had just been reading.

  Yang Fuxiao's hand hesitated for a moment as she closed the door, then walked to the bedside and said: "My grandma found an old nightgown that my uncle left behind. No one has worn it before, the tag is still on, but it's just been stored for too long."

  Yang Fengxiao took out a small pair of scissors from the drawer, cut off the label and handed it to Gu Qingcheng.

  Grandma said that the material is a bit rough on the hands, it's true, but Gu Qingcheng has thick skin and should be fine.

  Yang Mu Xiao sat at the foot of the bed, watching Gu Qing Cheng get up straight, revealing his bare upper body. She looked away and put on her pajamas in an instant, but then took them off again.

  "Choke."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "......"

  What does this mean? Is it just going naked?

  Yang Fuxiao's mind suddenly conjured up Gu Qingcheng's body under the quilt, wearing only a small pair of underwear.

  Her face was slightly red.

  Gu Qingcheng leaned against the headboard with his shoulders exposed, slightly bending his legs to let Yang Fuxiao crawl in from the side.

  Yang Fuxiao, however, went to the wall and unfolded a metal folding bed, then turned around and spread a quilt on it. "Gu Dada, you sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on this folding bed."

  Gu Qingcheng: "......"

  Yang Fuxiao lay on the folding bed, and could still sense Gu Qingcheng's gaze with a hint of subtle warmth.

  "Come over."

  Yang Mo Xiao blinked and looked up at Gu Qing Cheng.

  "Come and get the pillow."

  "Oh."

  Yang Fuxiao got out of bed and walked to the bedside, originally wanting to let Gu Qingcheng throw a pillow over to her, but looking again, she felt that Gu Qingcheng's face was gloomy enough to drip water at this moment, so she decided to do things herself.

  She half-knelt on the bed, leaning forward, passing over Gu Qingcheng's chest, with both arms propping up the bedside, and her slippers fell to the ground with a thud.

  Yang's pajama collar is a bit big, now this forward leaning action, the nightgown collar swings down, and you can see a glimpse of spring inside.

  Yang Mo Xiao's fingers had just touched the edge of the bed when he was suddenly turned upside down, and then found himself being held around the waist, with a warm, thick chest pressed against his body.

  Gu Qingcheng's arms were clasped around Yang Moxiao's waist, his black eyes narrowing dangerously.

  Yang Mo Xiao swallowed hard, her face flushing a layer of crimson, perhaps because of the hot steam from the bath, or perhaps because of the scorching gaze of Gu Qing Cheng at this moment.

  She has a bit of a headache.

  She felt the strength on Gu Qingcheng's body and the warmth of his chest, her vision gradually clearing up, seeing a pair of pupils close at hand, pure black, with a flash of red flame that quickly passed by.

  Yang Mochen felt that this posture was really too ambiguous, and after deliberating for a long time, she licked her lips. "Gu Dada, you're pressing down on me, can I get up?"

  Yang's action of licking his lips seemed unintentional, but to Gu Qingcheng, it was a blatant and seductive move.

  Gu Qingcheng lowered his head, pressed against her forehead, and breathed out a scorching breath from his slightly parted lips. Then, he lightly pecked at her lips, and Yang Fuxiao suddenly felt as if her breathing was being choked off.

  Perhaps Gu Qingcheng's kiss was just a probe, probing Yang Fuxiao's reaction.

  Yang Fu Xiao did not push him away, so Gu Qing Cheng leaned down and deeply kissed her lips. One hand was on her slender waistline, while the other had already removed her hand from his chest and intertwined their fingers, placing them on the bedding beside Yang Fu Xiao's ear.

  He was using slow and gentle kisses to arouse Yang Bufang's senses, Yang Bufang couldn't resist at all, soon she was panting heavily, until her chest felt cool, opened her eyes full of intoxication, and collided with Gu Qingcheng's deep pupils.

  "Open your mouth again, Gu Qingcheng's voice was a little hoarse: 'I want you.'"

  This sentence is neither seeking opinions nor asking questions, but a declarative sentence.

  Yang Xiao's lips were tightly pursed, the swollen and painful lip was pressed into a line, before she could open her mouth, Gu Qingcheng had already kissed her again, the action more intense than before, wildly sweeping his tongue over her teeth and oral cavity.

  Yang Mianxiao felt that a kiss was almost sucking her soul away.

  Dazed and confused, like a floating duckweed in the vast ocean, drifting aimlessly, unable to find a place to rely on. Yang Xiao only knew that the person she was with now was someone she liked, and she could freely wrap her arms around his broad shoulders and robust chest, and return his kisses without restraint.

  This was probably Yang Zixiao's most proactive kiss of all.

  A large red quilt was spread on the bed, and a small lamp was still shining brightly above the head.

  There's an illusion, as if it were our wedding night.

  Yang's nightgown was thrown under the bed, and she stuck to Gu Qingcheng's sturdy chest, scorching hot like a branding iron.

  Although Yang Moxiao was not in a good mood, it had been three years since he had such an experience. It took a long time for Yang Moxiao to finally relax and let go of the tension on his body.

  The moment he entered, Gu Qingcheng reached out and turned off the desk lamp that had just lit up, and the small room was suddenly plunged into darkness.

  Without sight, feelings become even more pronounced.

  Especially after hearing the sound from the next room of the grandmother.

  The old house was not very soundproof, and relatively loud sounds could be heard. It seemed that Grandma was talking to relatives on the phone in the next room, but because of her age, her ears were not very sharp, so she spoke a bit louder, and it could be clearly heard in Yang Zhaosheng's room.

  Yang Furong's eyes widened in terror at once.

  She had actually forgotten that her grandmother's room was right next door!

  Gu Qingcheng noticed the expression in Yang Muxiao's eyes, put a finger to her lips and covered her ear, whispering: "Don't make a sound."

  How can it be possible without making a sound?

  In this case, she can't even bear to whisper, let alone speak out loud. She wants to scream at the top of her lungs, but by the time she does, she might already be shattered into pieces.

  Yang Furong glared at Gu Qingcheng with a scowl: "You go out, I won't make a sound."

  Gu Qingcheng hooked up the corner of his lips, raised an eyebrow, and because of his previous action, there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. His lips were evil and charmingly hooked upwards, buckling Yang Bufei's waist tightly, "Where did you let me go?"

  Yang Fu Xiao tilted her head back, opened her mouth silently and took a deep breath, but finally couldn't help it and bit down on Gu Qing Cheng's shoulder.

  Gu Qingcheng's back tensed up instantly due to the pain from Yang Fu Xiao's bite, but it only lasted for a moment before he moved again. As soon as Yang Fu Xiao removed her lips, he leaned in and swallowed all the soft sounds in her mouth with his own.

  ………………

  Yang Mu Xiao really didn't dare believe it, tonight she actually slept with Gu Qing Cheng.

  She absolutely doesn't believe that there are innocent boys and girls who can lie on the same bed, covered with a quilt, and just chat. Anyway, doing it is just doing it, and doing this kind of thing with someone you like should be enjoyable.

  But it doesn't rule out having a sore back and waist the next morning.

  It is said that the first night of marriage is the happiest, and on the second day, the bride must sleep until the sun is high in the sky. However, Yang Xiao woke up exceptionally early, her eyes opening to see the faint natural light at the window, the sky a pale blue with clouds rolling at the horizon.

  Then, turning his face around, he saw this handsome face right in front of him.

  If it were a month ago, Yang Mochen would have screamed silently when she woke up in this situation, thinking that the person lying beside her was Xu Mohan. However, now, although her heart still has a slight palpitation when seeing such an extremely similar face, she can already control her emotional fluctuations.

  Gu Qingcheng's arm was wrapped around Yang Fuxiao's waist, their posture ambiguous.

  Yang Mianxiao thought of last night's events and felt her face burning with shame, it was as if they were engaged in a silent game in the dark of night, she desperately tried not to make a sound, while Gu Qingcheng used every means to try and get her to make a sound, then the two of them began to struggle against each other.

  She saw that Gu Qingcheng had two tooth marks on his shoulder, which were left by her biting him twice in almost the same spot last night to suppress the sound of her voice.

  In the dark of night, nothing could be seen clearly. Now, with the natural light shining through the window, I notice the overlapping tooth marks, the faint blue discoloration, and the hidden bloodstains that have seeped into the white bed sheets.

  She carefully moved Gu Qingcheng's arm to one side, shifted her slightly sore leg, and as she tried to get up, his arm swung over again, this time coincidentally landing on her chest.

  It was an unintentional action, but it made Yang Xiao's face suddenly turn bright red.

  She raised her eyes and looked at Gu Qingcheng's face again, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.

  Yang suddenly understood, stretched out her finger and poked the bite mark on Gu Qingcheng's shoulder twice. Gu Qingcheng's eyebrows slightly furrowed unexpectedly.

  "Still pretending to be asleep?"

  Gu Qingcheng opened his eyes, and a pair of eyes were clear and bright.

  He raised his eyes and saw a small bloodstain on the quilt, which was left by the bite mark on his shoulder. He hooked his lips, leaned forward again, and got close to Yang Fuxiao. The warm breath swept across his face: "For the first time, you didn't bleed, but I did."

  Yang Mosheng's face, which had already faded slightly, suddenly turned red again.

  She turned her face away, pushed open Gu Qingcheng's shoulder and wanted to get out of bed. As a result, her legs softened when they touched the ground, and Gu Qingcheng behind her stretched out his long arm to support her, "Slow down."

  Yang Mianxiao was still naked, and when Gu Qingcheng's palm touched the small of her back for a moment, she almost jumped up.

  Her face flushed, "You turn around first."

  Gu Qingcheng didn't turn his face away, instead he propped up his cheek and gazed at Yang Fu Xiao's exposed beautiful back.

  Yang Mo Xiao directly grabbed the pillow and threw it at Gu Qing Cheng, while using her nightgown to cover her body. She walked over to the closet, found a loose-fitting pair of pants, paired with a sweater, and went into the bathroom to change clothes.

  After brushing his teeth and washing his face, Gu Qingcheng also came out of the bathroom wearing long pants. However, he had taken off his shirt last night and hadn't had a chance to wash it yet, so now he couldn't wear one.

  Gu Qingcheng gestured to Yang Fuxiao, "Help me call Dong Zhe and ask him to prepare a clean suit to send over."

  As he spoke, Gu Qingcheng casually raised his hand and tossed the phone to Yang Fuxiao, who was shocked and hastily stretched out her hand to catch it. She almost dropped the phone on the ground due to carelessness.

  A voice came from inside the bathroom, "The unlock password is 1112."

  Yang Fuxiao entered the password to unlock it and brought out the contact list. He first called Dong Zhe.

  Dong Zhe said: "Alright, see you in ten minutes."

  Sometimes Yang Xiao truly felt that Dong Zhe was an all-powerful person, following behind Gu Qingcheng, able to resolve anything at any time, and just like Gu Qingcheng, he was elusive, sometimes visible and sometimes invisible.

  Hanging up Dong Zhe's phone, Yang Xiao re-examined the long mobile phone book, with a hint of curiosity in her heart. She scrolled through Gu Qingcheng's contact list from top to bottom and found that except for a few people she had met before, there was no name of her own!

  Isn't it? Before that, when you called Yang Fu Xiao yourself, were you recognized just by a string of mobile phone numbers?

  Yang Fuxiao walked to the bedside, turned on his mobile phone and dialed Gu Qingcheng's number again, wanting to see what name his own phone number was displayed as on Gu Qingcheng's phone.

  The phone rang once and Yang Xiao directly hung up.

  On Gu Qingcheng's phone screen, the name displayed was surprisingly "FX".

  What is FX!

  She still respectfully typed "Gu Da" on her phone.

  I thought it would be a more romantic term, but it turned out to be just an abbreviation of the name.

  Yang Mu Xiao suddenly wanted to bid farewell to the world with a gesture of goodbye.

  No love anymore.

  After Dong Zhe arrived and sent over the clothes to wear, Yang Fuxiao took a look at the time, it was just six o'clock, exactly the moment when dawn breaks.

  Grandma, due to her advanced age, slept less and less at night, going to bed early and waking up early. Before Yang Zhenzhen and Gu Qingcheng had even emerged from their bedrooms, Grandma was already heading to the park with two elderly ladies from the courtyard to practice Tai Chi.

  "Gu Dada, there's a great wonton noodle place at this intersection," Yang Fuxiao said, holding the key and walking out the door, to Gu Qingcheng behind him: "I'll treat you."

  Gu Qingcheng followed behind Yang Fuxiao and said slowly: "I was already full from last night's dinner."

  Yang Furong was stunned for a moment, "What did you eat last night..."

  It suddenly dawned on her, and she stared with wide eyes, turning her head around and angrily saying "Rascal!"

  Dong Zhe, who was two meters behind, also retreated another two meters.

  The air is fresher in the morning, and after walking down a long alley, at the corner, there is a tricycle carrying a stove and dinner plates, with three tables set up beside it, and several small stools placed next to the tables.

  Yang's eyes curved into a smile, with a hint of crimson dawn clouds rolling at the edge of his eyes.

  "We're here."

  In addition to wonton noodles, there are also wontons, boiled dumplings and egg noodles.

  This stall has been here for thirteen years, and when it first started, the wontons were only 30 cents, but now they're three yuan.

  It's still the same old boss, and his craftsmanship is just as good. Yang Xiao gave Gu Qingcheng a bowl of wonton noodles and ordered an egg noodle dish for himself. He also beckoned to Dong Zhe, who was following behind him, to come and sit down together.

  "You eat too."

  Dong Zhe waved his hand: "I've already eaten."

  Yang brushed off the dawn and pulled Dong Zhe's arm: "It's just five yuan, you can sit down and try it after eating."

  Without Gu Qingcheng's words, Dong Zhe wouldn't dare sit down.

  "Sit down."

  Dong Zhe took over the wontons handed over by Yang Wuxiao and said thank you.

  It's still early in the morning and I haven't eaten yet, plus it's cold outside. Having a bowl of hot and steaming wontons is just perfect.

  "Grandfather, add five more dumplings to the noodles, I'll pay extra."

  When the wonton noodles were served, Yang Fuxiao personally added seasonings for Gu Qingcheng, vinegar and chili peppers. "Try it, it's delicious, and the wonton skin here is thin and the filling inside is particularly fragrant."

  The uncle who was cooking the wontons in the back heard someone praising his wontons and naturally felt happy, so he added two more wontons. When he brought them to the table, he recognized Yang Fu.

  "You're Old Lady Yang's little granddaughter, aren't you? You've grown up so much."

  Yang Fu Xiao smiled and replied: "Hello Uncle Zhang."

  "I remember you, always buying ten dumplings for that little beggar on the street and taking them away."

  Yang Fuxiao's smile on his face stiffened for a moment when he suddenly mentioned the Dragon Boat Festival, and he quickly raised the corner of his lips, "Hmm, Uncle still remembers the Dragon Boat Festival."

  Gu Qingcheng heard this voice and turned around to look at Yang Fuxiao.

  At this moment, a small white face, with a bit of blush on the cheeks, as if stained with rouge, opened her mouth to speak, and there was already white mist in her mouth.

  Yang Mu Xiao turned her face, suddenly came back to her senses and found that Gu Qing Cheng was staring at her, so she used chopsticks to tap on the edge of Gu Qing Cheng's bowl, "Eat quickly."

  Gu Qingcheng had eaten everything, and the mountain delicacies and seafood were all delicious, but the wontons were a bit bland and didn't quite suit his taste, yet he still finished them.

  Yang Mo Xiao handed over a tissue for Gu Qing Cheng to wipe his mouth and asked with a flattering tone, "Was it delicious?"

  Gu Qingcheng responded with a faint "uh-huh".

  Yang Fuxiao has been out for over a decade, and it's not that he hasn't had better food, but what he gets when he comes back is more of the flavor of his hometown.

  ………………

  That day, Yang Xiaodong made an appointment for his grandmother at the hospital and took her there for a physical examination.

  From head to toe, grandma said there's nothing seriously wrong, but at her age, can't there be some minor illnesses?

  Yang Mu Xiao held the test results in her hand and said: "Then what can we do? The money has already been paid, and the hospital won't give a refund."

  Only in this situation would Grandma obediently follow Yang Fu Xiao for inspection.

  The older generation is always able to save and be frugal, they have developed a habit of being thrifty.

  I had a thorough physical examination, some of the results were available at that time, and others required me to come back in two days to collect the test reports.

  Yang Brushed Dawn took her grandmother out of the hospital and went to a dental hospital to check her teeth, making a set of false teeth.

  She remembered that last night at dinner, her grandmother couldn't even chew a piece of lean meat, only drank white porridge, and broke the steamed bun into small pieces before putting it in the bowl, feeling particularly sour. Anyway, she had almost 30,000 yuan on her card, and today she was determined to spend all 30,000 yuan.

  Mrs. Yang pushed it away: "I don't need this kind of thing."

  "If I say it's usable, then it's definitely usable," said Yang Fu Xiao. "Later when we go back, let's buy a piece of beef and stew it to eat with noodles."

  After walking through the mall, Yang Xiaodong took his grandmother into a store and bought two pieces of clothing.

  A big red cotton-padded jacket, a pair of black trousers, and especially bought a very thick woolen hat.

  When swiping the card, Yang Xiao deliberately avoided his grandmother and didn't let her see it, fearing that if she saw this number, her heart would ache.

  However, when swiping the card, the cashier said: "Sorry, there is not enough money in your card."

  Yang Mu Xiao: "!!!!!!"

  Took grandma out shopping for clothes, but didn't have enough money!

  She was going to go shopping with her grandmother at the supermarket and buy some daily necessities, but now it's good that she doesn't even have enough money to buy clothes.

  Yang Fuxiao's eyes caught a glimpse of her grandmother, who was looking at clothes on the other side, seemingly wanting to walk over. It seemed that putting away any one of them would not be feasible, but what should she do now?

  The cashier has also seen many customers who swipe their cards but don't have enough money, so she puts the POS machine down and says, "Why not return one item? Our store doesn't allow credit."

  The cashier said, and also tapped on the left cabinet of the white cash register with her long fingernails that had been manicured.

  Yang Fuxiao could hear it now, and the cashier's tone was clearly different from before.

  Just as Yang Fu Xiao was thinking about what to do next, a hand stretched out from his left side.

  Long fingers held a bank card, "Swipe this."

  Looking at the very good-looking hand in front of her, Yang Xiao's mind suddenly flashed back to last night, it was a pair of very good-looking hands that almost caressed her entire body, making her want to cry out loud, and then swallowed the faint moans into their mouths.

  Her face turned slightly red.

  The cashier has swiped the card and handed the receipt over to Gu Qingcheng for signature.

  Gu Qingcheng signed his name and put his arm around Yang Fuxiao's waist. "Do you want to buy some clothes?"

  Yang shook his head, "I don't need anything, just buy it for Grandma."

  Although he said so, Yang Muxiao still secretly kept track of the money that Gu Qingcheng gave to his grandmother, and when he got back, he would definitely return the money to Gu Qingcheng.

  On the way back from the mall, Gu Qingcheng helped carry the clothes bag, and Yang Fuxiao in front supported her grandmother, walking slowly forward on the road.

  Many places have changed, the original low-rise houses have become high-rise buildings or office buildings, there are more vehicles, occasionally congested roads can be heard with the sound of honking horns.

  Yang Mo Xiao occasionally turned her head to glance at Gu Qing Cheng who was following half a step behind her, and Gu Qing Cheng noticed that his deep, dark eyes also looked over at her.

  Gu Qingcheng looked at Yang Fu's quickly evasive gaze, and while speaking to his grandmother with a humble tone, the corners of his mouth already had a hint of a smile.

  ………………

  Spent two days at grandma's house and was ready to leave the next afternoon. Went up to the company to donate blood.

  I have already bought a 10 o'clock train ticket and will transfer flights when I arrive at the provincial city.

  Not to mention Gu Qingcheng as the person in power within the company, there would be many things. Just talking about Yang Fu Xiao himself, now as a newly signed employee of MSC, he dared to directly ask for a week's leave just because Gu Qingcheng was by his side, otherwise he would have been fired long ago.

  These two days, Shen Jia-yu would always send short messages during his free time. Yang Mo-xiao would basically reply immediately whenever he saw them. After sending out the text message, he would stare blankly at the clouds drifting by in the sky.

  If it was because of her own freedom issues that she didn't want to get married at first, now it's because Gu Qingcheng doesn't want to get married.

  Because of having had a heart-wrenching crush before, so when Yang Xiao felt this way again after three years, she didn't want to let go.

  This time back, she wanted to find Shen Jia-yu and make it clear.

  Before leaving, Yang helped his grandmother fill out a form for heating in the community, so at least after he left, during this period before New Year's, the house would still be warm.

  Yang Mu Xiao returned to the yard from the community and was pulled over by a hand as soon as he entered the door.

  She was startled and turned around to see her uncle and aunt behind her.

  Yang Fuxiao had just been thinking that he was originally called back by his aunt, but he hadn't seen anyone for the past two days, which was a bit unbelievable. Just then, someone suddenly appeared.

  "Uncle is bringing a black plastic bag, 'I've come to bring your grandma a fish, and soon your aunt will cook it in soy sauce for you all to eat.'"

  "En," Yang Fu Xiao turned around and said, "Then let's go up first."

  Auntie grabbed Yang Fuxiao's arm: "Fuxiao! Didn't I tell you the day before yesterday, about that money matter..."

  "What money?"

  "Auntie told you yesterday, didn't she? Auntie and Uncle are in urgent need of money here, they want you to lend them some money first, just to help out a bit. They will definitely pay it back," Auntie said. "You also know that your cousin is at the age where he should get married too, the family needs to buy a house, without a house which girl would be willing to marry into our family?"

  Yang Furong frowned in disgust: "I don't have any money, there's only over 200,000 yuan left on my card, and I've been spending it all on Grandma's medical checks these past two days."

  "I didn't say you had to give me money, that person who came with you! Auntie's eyes rolled around, "He must be a big boss, borrowing 200,000 from him isn't too much, right?"

  Yang brushed past him: "The money you got from me is not enough? Didn't the Yang family give you any money before?"

  "Hey, the money Yang's family gave is enough for what? It was spent long ago," Auntie pulled Yang Duanxiao closer and said, "To be honest, didn't Yang's family settle your marriage with Shen's family later on? How much money was that? I heard it was 1.3 billion! That's a fortune, you can spend the rest of your life counting money at home, why bother going out to work? Compared to that money, what Yang's family gave before is nothing, just lend some spare change to Auntie and Uncle."

  Yang Furong got angrier and angrier as she listened, and directly shook off her aunt's hand, continuing to walk forward.

  "Hey, at dawn," Auntie hurriedly followed up from behind, "we are a family after all, your mom abandoned you and didn't care about you, but your uncle and I helped you a lot back then. Considering the help we provided in the past, can you lend us some money? It's really an emergency."

  Yang stopped in his tracks, his face no longer showing a hint of a smile. He looked at the two people behind him and said coldly, "Let's not talk about whether I really have money or not. Even if I did, I wouldn't lend it to you! If I threw it into the river, I'd still hear a splash!"

  She deeply knew that lending money to her uncle's family was like throwing a meat bun at a dog - it would never come back.

  He also said that his younger brother wanted to open an internet cafe, saying that opening an internet cafe would make money, so he borrowed 20,000 yuan from his grandmother, but ended up losing everything and owing a large debt.

  "Dawn! Dawn, wait a minute, let me finish..."

  Yang Fu Xiao walked ahead, while his aunt and uncle followed closely behind, as if Yang Fu Xiao was the last straw to grasp for survival, and they would die trying to catch him.

  Yang Furong shouted loudly: "I said I don't have any money!"

  The man came down from upstairs and saw this scene.

  Yang Mu Xiao turned around and walked upstairs, but didn't notice the man in front of her and bumped into him with a loud crash. The force was so great that she almost fell over.

  Gu Qingcheng wrapped his arm around Yang Moxiao's waist to steady her, slightly lowering his head: "You ran so fast, was there a dog chasing you?"

  The uncle and aunt who were chasing behind immediately stopped in their tracks, hearing Gu Qingcheng's words, their faces turned red with embarrassment.

  Yang Fuxiao leaned against the railing of Gu Qingcheng Station, turned around and looked at the two people behind him, "Uncle and Auntie, if you're here to eat, then come up. However, let's not mention the matter about money."

  Gu Qingcheng wrapped his arm around Yang Fuxiao's waist, and the gazes directed at them were icy. The warmth and elegance he had always displayed in front of his grandmother seemed like an illusion now, and even Yang Fuxiao beside him sensed the chill emanating from his body.

  "Wait here for a moment, I'll go throw away the trash."

  Gu Qingcheng carried a large black trash bag, released Yang Muxiao's arm, and walked towards the trash can in front with one hand in his pocket. The trash bag in his hand was lightly thrown into it.

  In the dark and quiet corridor, Yang Fuxiao suddenly reached out her hand to encircle Gu Qingcheng's waist, "Thank you."

  Gu Qingcheng turned his head and asked, "Why thank me?"

  Yang Fengxiao wrapped his arms around his waist, "Because you helped me, I'm a person who knows how to repay kindness."

  "How much does it cost?"

  Yang Mu Xiao thought for two seconds and said, "The ring is tied with grass to repay kindness."

  "Is that all?"

  Is this still not enough? This is the highest level of repaying kindness!

  Gu Qingcheng leaned in, his warm breath rustling against Yang Fuxiao's ear. Yang Fuxiao clenched her fist and punched Gu Qingcheng's chest, "Get out! Don't even think about it!"

  After finishing speaking, Yang Fu Xiao hummed angrily and hastily broke free from Gu Qing Cheng's embrace, running upstairs.

  In the darkness, Gu Qingcheng took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it on the railing behind him.

  A spark crackled to life, and in the darkness, a deep indigo hue spread out like a dark night.

  The phone suddenly rang and vibrated, Gu Qingcheng took out his mobile phone to light up the screen and took a look, it was a message.

  I'm back.