"Have they always been this noisy?"

Mrs. Tang lowered her head to wash the dishes and answered Ye Hehuan's words: "That's not the case. It's rare to see a man with such a good temper as my uncle. In the past, no matter how much trouble the third lady made, he always tolerated it. I don't know what happened when I came back this time."

, making noise at every turn... ugh!"

Ye Hehuan walked out of the kitchen. There was no one else on the first floor. She turned to Mrs. Tang and said, "I'm going to go for a walk."

"It's cold outside, come back early." Mrs. Tang carefully warned: "Wear a pair of gloves."

Ye He said "Okay" with a smile, went to the entrance to change into snow boots, put the hat on his down jacket over his head, opened the door and jumped out.

It was getting dark outside, maybe because it was winter, and there were no people on both sides of the road in the compound.

Ye Hehuan looked around as he walked, swinging his arms from time to time. At first glance, it looked like he was doing digestion exercises after cooking.

There is an orange trash can at the intersection ahead.

She looked around to make sure there was no one there, then slowly walked over and stretched her neck to peek into the trash can. A fishy smell hit her face, making her feel sick to her stomach.

The light from the street lamp was dim, and she held her breath and endured nausea, so she used the screen of her mobile phone to illuminate it.

——There is no garbage bag that Han Jingqiu brought out.

Sensing the eyes on his back, Ye Hehuan turned around and found an old man carrying a bag full of garbage, staring at him with a numb expression.

"..."

Ye Hehuan took the initiative to step aside. When the uncle approached, she said, "I accidentally lost the wrong thing. Come and look for it."

The uncle didn't say anything, looked at her sideways, and walked away in three steps.

…

When the person walked away, Ye Hehuan immediately approached him. When he saw most of the bucket of soup leftovers, countless grass and mud horses roared past in his heart.

Suddenly, she regretted not listening to Mrs. Tang and took out a pair of gloves, which should have been plastic gloves.

How could she do it like this?

An aunt came to take out the trash. When she was about to leave, Ye Hehuan stopped her. The aunt looked back at her in confusion.

Ye Hehuan glanced at the aunt's hands out of the corner of his eyes. It was a bit difficult to say, but in the end she still said: "Um... can you sell me the gloves?"

Aunt: "..."

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Ye Hehuan looked through several trash cans nearby, but didn't find what he was looking for.

The bag seemed to disappear out of thin air.

She couldn't guess where Han Jingqiu threw the things.

Throwing the smelly gloves into the trash can, Ye Hehuan was about to give up, turned around and took two steps, when she suddenly caught sight of something at the end of her eyes, she stepped back again.

…

Facing the moonlight, Ye Hehuan carried a bag of things and walked on the roadside. He was in a good mood and hummed an English song.

Immediately, she discovered two more questions. First, why did she come out to look for this bag of things? Second, what to do with the things after finding them.

Strictly speaking, she and Yu Zhongxiao are really not that familiar...

How about mailing it to him?

Ye Hehuan lowered his head and looked through the items. They were all necessary for daily use. He just came back to pack his luggage. Maybe these are things he really didn't want to leave behind?

If that was the case, why did she bring it back?

Ye Hehuan was just thinking about whether to throw it away again, when out of the corner of his eye, he saw a military green Wrangler passing by the roadside outside the Han family's gate.

She was slightly startled by the familiar license plate. It was Yu Zhongxiao's car.

The street lights reflected on the car window, and she vaguely felt that there was someone in the driver's seat. She took two steps closer and found that there was indeed someone in the car.

Come home and admit your mistake to Han Jingqiu?

This thought crossed her mind. Ye Hehuan glanced at the things in her hands and suddenly felt that she had done something unnecessary. If the couple reconciled, they would definitely find it back. If she just got together and returned it, it was very possible.

It’s hard work but not thankless…

She was about to turn around and go back the way she came to put things back when the driver's seat window slowly lowered.

As soon as Ye Hehuan took one foot forward, a car horn honked rapidly behind her. Obviously, the people in the car also saw her.

I had no choice but to turn around and go through bravely.

Yu Zhongxiao was looking over from the car. She stood beside the car and greeted respectfully: "Uncle, are you here again? Why don't you go in..."

"Going out?" He asked without answering.

Ye Hehuan was stunned for less than three seconds. She realized that he was asking herself, said oh, looked up at him and said, "I went for a walk."

"I ate too much at night and my digestion was a bit messed up." She added.

There was a car door between the two of them. Ye Hehuan noticed that Yu Zhongxiao was not in good spirits. There was a bit of morbid fatigue between his eyebrows. His long, narrow and deep eyes were sunken deeper due to lack of sleep. She was even surprised...

I found that late at night, he seemed to be thinner and his face became deeper and deeper.

Almost subconsciously, Ye Hehuan looked at his right hand that was resting on the steering wheel. Compared with the morning, the gauze was no longer so white.

"It's cold outside, come in." He suddenly said.

Ye Hehuan looked away and turned to look at his side face. Using the street lights, he found two faint blood stains on his chin.

In front of her eyes, Han Jingqiu's beautifully painted nails appeared, showing their sharp slenderness.

Walking around the front of the car, he walked to the door, and when he reached out to touch the door handle, Ye Hehuan turned around again, returned to the passenger door, and lightly tapped the window with his slender fingers.

The window automatically goes down.

Ye Hehuan bent down, looked into the deep eyes of the man in the car, and raised the corners of his lips: "Have you finished your meal? I asked Mrs. Tang to prepare something for you?"

"I won't go in." Yu Zhongxiao looked at the girl beside the car, with bright eyes and white teeth, and a clean and white face.

He found that he couldn't tell anything from her half-serious smile. Seeing that she was in no hurry to leave, he had to take the initiative to ask: "Is there anything else?"

Her dark eyes moved slightly, and her voice was soft and bright: "It's nothing, I just happened to pick up something outside."

…

Yu Zhongxiao would come back again. It was true that something was left at Han's house, but when he got to the door, he suddenly didn't want to get out of the car and go in to get it.

Thinking of Han Jingqiu making a noise with him, I felt a little bored.

Before, he didn't know that his wife had such an unreasonable side.

Hearing Ye Hehuan say that he had picked up something, Yu Zhongxiao looked up at her again. The man's eyes, as deep as a pool of water, were very charming under the shadowy light. Especially when he was silent, there was a sense of mystery.

.

His Adam's apple moved, and he followed her words and spoke, his voice hoarse due to the cold: "What is it?"

…

Ye Hehuan judged from the few words he said that he probably wasn't here to admit his mistake, so he thought about it and decided to give the thing to him.

In the courtyard of the Han family, there was a sudden sound of the door opening. She looked at Yu Zhongxiao: "Can you change the place to talk?"

Yu Zhongxiao glanced at the door. He also heard the noise. He didn't want to deal with people anymore. His eyes fell on Ye Hehuan's face: "Get in the car."

Ye Hehuan opened the back seat door and got in, suggesting: "Go to the basketball court in front, there is no one there."

He didn't say anything, but he shifted gears skillfully and started the car again.

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As soon as the car stopped, Ye Hehuan opened the door and jumped out. Holding the garbage bag, he sat down on a big rock next to the basketball court.

Then he dumped everything in the bag onto the cement floor.

Yu Zhongxiao was in the car and saw a series of her childish actions through the reflector.

Her long black hair was draped down her shaved shoulders. She lowered her head and was concentrating on playing with those things. Her bangs obscured her eyebrows. Under the light, her straight nose and pink lips were visible. She was wearing a thick red shorts.

He wears a down jacket, but underneath he wears thin light-colored jeans, which is clumsy yet somewhat nimble.

She sat cross-legged and seemed to be talking to herself, her lips gently pressed together.

His throat hurt terribly.

The car window was lowered, Yu Zhongxiao lit a cigarette, rested his left elbow on the edge of the window, and stared at the bright red fiber shadow in the reflector.

…

Ye Hehuan waited for a while, looked up, and found that Yu Zhongxiao was still in the car. He stood up, patted his jeans, and walked over: "You don't want anything?"

The man in the car didn't say anything, he just looked at her.

"Go and see for yourself. I think many of them are actually new." Ye Hehuan said.

She glanced at the cigarette between his fingers, suddenly frowned, and said seriously: "If you are sick, it is best not to smoke, it is not good for your health."

"..."
To be continued...