Turns out I'm just mosquito blood

Chapter 25 The Little Fool

Qiao Wan'an was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Everyone is subject to change, and now I'm not hot or happy."

"That's it, then next time I will treat you to Sichuan cuisine."

Qiao Wan'an suddenly regretted that she had spoken a big word, so she could only bite the bullet and say, "Okay...Okay."

"Brother, brother, play the fairy stick for me~" A soft and sticky little girl's voice sounded from the other end of the phone.

Chen Suwen chuckled, "Okay, give me the lighter."

"Wow! It's so beautiful ~ brother is awesome!"

Goodnight Qiao listened to their conversation and felt very warm.

"Your sister?"

"Well, cousin, you're quite a noisy girl," even though Chen Su said that, there was an indulgent laugh inside and out of what he said. "This year, my aunt's family is here, and the house is very lively."

Qiao Wanan touched her nose and said sincerely, "That's great."

"You are envious of me when you are married. Will he go home with you or you go back with him during the Chinese New Year?"

Good night Qiao heard him tease himself, and felt his nose a little sore, "Of course, he came home with me!"

"Your side...seems quite quiet." Chen Suwen hesitated.

Not only is it quiet, not a single human voice can be heard.

"Ah, my husband is downstairs playing cards with his relatives. I couldn't bear it because I was too sleepy, so I came up first."

"Good night..." Chen Suwen could already recognize his hoarse voice.

"Okay, I have to go to bed, and tomorrow I have to go with him to celebrate the New Year with my relatives."

"Let's not talk about it, seniors should go to bed early too, good night."

"Hey!" Chen Suwen looked at the hung up phone, smiled wryly and shook his head.

After Qiao Wanan hung up the phone, she sent a Chinese New Year red envelope to her father and aunt, with the words "Happy New Year" attached, but after a while, it only showed that the other party had received the red envelope.

Qiao Wan'an was used to it, and after a long time, she still couldn't help sending a message to Chu Yan.

Chu Yan didn't return.

He kept staring at the dialog box, swiping back and forth on Chu Yan's profile page from time to time, and suddenly, he saw a display of Moments.

Somehow, he ordered in.

Chu Yan seldom posts to Moments, even if it is his private WeChat.

But he did post a post today - a selfie of Chu Yan and He Xiran.

Chu Yan actually didn't like taking pictures. Before, Qiao Wan'an wanted to take a photo with him, but Chu Yan refused.

But the two people in this photo are smiling so happily.

Just like the old photo in Chu Yan's study, no matter how many years have passed, it is still full of warmth.

The background is a bright and luxurious living room, with exquisite decorations, warm sofas and carpets, and a table of delicious meals.

Qiao Wan'an couldn't help taking a few more glances, he had never been to the old Chu family house, it was even more beautiful than he imagined...

There is only one sentence in the copywriting: together with you, we will find the lost years and years.

Every year... Every year between Chu Yan and He Xiran, there was never a good night to him, Qiao.

Qiao Wan'an saved that photo and cut off He Xiran's half.

So it's a picture of him.

He quit the circle of friends, and seeing that Chu Yan was typing, he unconsciously clenched his phone tightly and stared at the screen expectantly.

What would Ayan tell him?

He Xiran edited some annoying words and was about to send them out when Chu Yan suddenly opened the door and came in. Seeing him holding his mobile phone, he asked in confusion, "Aran, what are you doing?"

Chu Yan didn't like others touching his things, and his tone was unconsciously a little heavy. He Xiran was startled, and quickly deleted Qiao Wan's dialog box and exited.

"No, I just want to see if you still have that on you... Uh, I remember we used to like playing that game together..."

He Xiran said, and handed the phone back to him.

Chu Yan took the phone, lowered his tone, and said softly, "Did you forget? That game was taken off the shelves two years ago due to poor operation."

He Xiran was slightly startled, and said a little disappointed: "Well, I haven't paid much attention to these things while recuperating abroad these years."

Thinking of He Xiran's suffering, Chu Yan felt guilty. After all, if it wasn't because of him, He Xiran would not have had any accidents.

He walked over to him and hugged him gently, "Okay, if you like it, I'll contact you and ask if I can find a copyright owner to buy the game."

He Xiran put his arms around his waist and murmured: "I just want to find our memories."

……

Qiao Wan'an waited for a long time for no reply from Chu Yan, and her heart sank more and more.

Is that why Ayan doesn't want to talk to him?

Qiao Wan'an put down his phone in frustration, and did not dare to send messages to him again for a few days. It was not until the fifth day of the Lunar New Year that Chu Yan took He Xiran home.

Qiao Wan heard the sound of the car engine and instinctively ran out to meet him.

When he ran to the door, he saw He Xiran get out of the car from a distance and straighten Chu Yan's wrinkled clothes.

Qiao Wanan stood for a moment, then ran back to her room in embarrassment.

It seems that Ayan doesn't need me anymore, he thought.

Chu Yan got out of the car, and suddenly paused, feeling a little strange in his heart, as if something was wrong.

He looked around the white courtyard, and finally remembered.

He remembered that every time he went home in the past, Qiao Wan'an would stand at the door and wait for him early in the morning.

Seeing him getting out of the car, she immediately ran over happily and hugged him. She would touch his hands to see if his hands were cool, and to see if the clothes he was wearing were thick enough.

I remember that after last year, Qiao Wan'an was injured and hospitalized. At the beginning of the year, he was busy, and he only had time to take a quick look at him before going to work.

Qiao Wan'an was also uneasy in the ward, and always sent messages saying that he missed him and told him to pay attention to his health and go home early. Chu Yan would reply with a sentence or two when he was in a good mood.

One day, Qiao Wanyan suddenly asked him when he would be home, saying that he missed him.

Chu Yan just thought that he was bored in the hospital, and he replied casually, and put this matter behind him.

When he came home from get off work, he saw Qiao Wan'an wearing a white down jacket, with a round head exposed, standing at the door breathing.

Chu Yan stopped the car, and Qiao Wan'an hurried over. Because his body was too stiff from the cold, he fell in the snow while running. He patted the snow on his body nonchalantly, and ran towards himself with a smile. , like a happy little sparrow.

"Ayan, you are back!"

"Are you tired today?"

Qiao Wan'an has a pair of round almond eyes, clear and energetic, but when he looks at himself, he looks very gentle.

According to the past, he would fly into his arms without hesitation, put his head on his chest, and babble a lot.

But that time when he ran in front of him, he just opened his hands in a hugging posture, but stopped suddenly.

Chu Yan asked: "What's wrong?"

Qiao Wan'an rubbed her hands together and said shyly, "I really want to hug you, but I'm cold..."

Chu Yan's heart almost softened, and he felt that Qiao Wan'an was clumsy and cute. At that moment, he didn't think about anything else, he just wanted to hug this cute person, and he did exactly that, reaching out and hugging Qiao Wan'an horizontally. stand up.

"Hey, it will freeze you!" Qiao Wan'an struggled to get down.

Qiao Wan'an was indeed very cold. When he hugged him, it was like hugging a piece of ice. He obviously felt Qiao Wan'an shiver when he was close to him.

"Why didn't you tell me when you were discharged from the hospital? Your hand injury is healed? How long have you been standing outside? It's so cold."

"I wanted to give you a surprise," Qiao Wanan said shyly, "Actually, it hasn't been long... Didn't you say you'll be back soon? I don't know how long you'll be back, and I want to see you sooner. Standing outside for a while..."

a while...

Chu Yan was taken aback, his joke was said three hours ago.

This little fool.

Chu Yan was in an inexplicably good mood that day, and couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed him. Qiao Wan'an was thin-skinned and covered her face shyly.

Chu Yan said softly: "An An, good boy, I won't let you wait so long in the future, let's go home."