The clothes Duan Ran wore just now were hanging next to the big cutie.
Next to the clothes and pants is a white bath towel, and next to the bath towel is a black nightgown.
Nodding, Qin Jian turned left and walked into a small dining room.
There is also an open paper bowl of instant noodles on the wooden dining table in the dining room.
He walked over and took a look. The paper bowl was empty, except for a few drops of red oil hanging on the wall.
Seeing this, he could imagine Duan Ran's cute appearance as he wolfed down the soup while holding a bowl in his hands.
I couldn't help but smile.
As his mind moved, his eyes fell on the trash can under the corner of the table. When he stepped open it, he couldn't help but squat down.
If you count carefully, there are three such empty bowls.
"If you're too lazy, you can't cook something for yourself, even if you go out to eat."
Even so, it still hurts.
With a sigh, he stood up, walked through the dining room, and walked into the kitchen.
The white tiles on the kitchen stove looked like they had been cleaned recently, and there was no sign of oil smoke at all.
Opening the cupboard door, there were two sets of brand-new tableware neatly placed. From the color of the tableware, you could tell that the black one was for him and the white one belonged to Duan Ran.
Turning around and seeing the black microskirt behind the kitchen door, Qin Jian returned to the living room and took out his secret weapon from the suitcase.
Rice noodles.
Then he returned to the kitchen.
All kitchen utensils are available.
"start."
Cooking rice noodles can also be half a technical job.
After confirming that the natural gas could be used normally, Qin Jian started making hot water.
Then soak the rice noodles in cold water.
After the water in the pot boiled, he put three packets of soup ingredients into the pot together, and soon a spicy smell wafted out of the kitchen.
After tasting the soup with a pianist's tongue, he determined that the saltiness was just right for Duan Ran's taste.
Holding on to the time, listening to the sound of the shower gradually getting quieter in the bathroom, Qin Jian hurriedly turned off the fire and threw the rice noodles soaked in cold water into the pot.
Then we came to the bathroom door.
One minute later.
As soon as the bathroom door opened, he quickly handed over the bath towel and nightgown on the shelf at the door.
Little Fatty Duan never expected this scene after opening the door. She was even more surprised, especially when she smelled the fragrance coming from the direction of the kitchen.
"Haha, I want to kiss you later!"
As she spoke, she didn't care at all about her sudden release of love, and reached out to take the clothes Qin Jian handed over.
Qin Jian was a considerate boyfriend. He looked at the wet little head in the crack of the door and said softly and gently, "Try dry, change clothes, come out and blow dry your hair. Dinner will be served in ten minutes."
"Hmm~"
Qin Jian didn't know that after he said this and turned around to leave, the little fat Duan Zai inside the door showed a little idiotic smile.
If this is the beginning of cohabitation life, then Duan Ran thinks that all the random thoughts two hours ago are not worth mentioning.
Although it was just a small interaction, it gave her an extremely real life experience.
Unlike in any corner hotel room...
From the moment she started decorating this place, Duan Ran regarded this place as a small world that belonged to her and Qin Jian.
——
ten minutes later.
Qin Jian placed a bowl of steaming spicy rice noodles on the dining table and set out his chopsticks.
He opened the refrigerator and took a look. At a glance, he saw that various beers occupied most of the fresh area of the refrigerator.
He casually took out a bottle of German dark beer and was just about to open it when the bedroom door at the other end of the corridor opened.
Duan Ran was seen walking out wearing a pair of pink long-sleeved cotton pajamas and pajamas, flipping her fluffy hair.
"Huh?"
Qin Jian was surprised, "What?" As he spoke, he tugged at the corner of his clothes.
Duan Ran didn't understand. "That skirt needs to be washed. Besides, don't you think it's a little cold in the room?"
"That's right." Qin Jian muttered.
"What's wrong?" Duan Ran came over and took Qin Jian's arm, "Oh, don't be so disappointed~"
Their eyes met, Qin Jian touched his chin and asked seriously: "Is it obvious?"
Duan Ran narrowed his eyes and smiled, without saying anything, he stretched out his hand...
Qin Jian didn't have time to dodge, and the scene was frozen.
He was caught red-handed, and his eyes suddenly widened, "You!"
For a moment, Duan Ran was surprised and couldn't help but open his mouth, and then his pair of long eyelashes blinked for a moment, his sly eyes full of straightforward amusement.
Then he raised his lips with satisfaction and said softly, "You liar, you are not disappointed at all."
"Are these two things good?"
Qin Jian raised his voice. He wanted to explain the difference between the two things.
However, the feedback from his body suddenly disappeared, and he felt that his whole body had fallen by half.
"Eat, eat!"
Little Fatty Duan took back his hand and sat down on the chair cutely, saying sweetly: "Thank you husband for the rice noodles, I'm going to start."
After saying that, he lowered his head and smelled it, "It smells so good!"
Every few seconds, the little fat man's cheeks were stretched out.
At this scene, Qin Jian could only smile and shake his head, feeling weak both physically and mentally.
"Slow down, no one will compete with you."
"But it's so delicious."
Picking up the cans on the table again, Qin Jian sat aside, drinking beer, and spent their first dinner in Apartment 413 with Duan Ran.
The heartwarming moment is worth recording.
only.
When Duan Ran finished eating and put down his bowl, he said, "Oh no!"
"What's wrong?"
"I just forgot to be afraid of taking pictures!"
"Tomorrow, tomorrow, we'll shoot the next meal."
"But I'm going back to Paris early tomorrow morning."
"Time is so short?!"
"Well, so classmate Qin Jian, you have to cherish tonight. If you have any excessive demands, try to make them as soon as possible. Don't be embarrassed~"
"I am serious."
"Hahaha, let's go and show you your bedroom."
"Duan Ran."
"Um?"
"....Can...can I stay here for two more days?"
Duan Ran smiled and did not answer, pulling Qin Jian towards the bedroom.
Pushing open the bedroom door, a pure white bedroom appeared in front of Qin Jian, with a scent that was familiar to him.
What catches the eye is a picture frame on the big bed in the corner.
There were three photos posted in the photo frame. Qin Jian remembered that these were three consecutive photos taken under the moonlight in Tokyo.
Such a commemorative photo was framed by Duan Ran and placed on the bedside. This scene catalyzed Qin Jian's deep reluctance.
It's not that he can't send Duan Ran back to France, but what's waiting for the two of them is the next hasty meeting after their separation.
At this moment, he couldn't describe how he felt.
This feeling would firmly occupy his heart every time he said goodbye, but this time, it came extremely violently.
Looking around, the seemingly inconspicuous small pendants and items everywhere make the entire bedroom look like a space full of memories.
"Are you reluctant for me to leave?"
Duan Ran walked to the table and picked up a small porcelain doll, turned to look like Qin Jian and said with a smile: "Do you still remember this?"
"I bought it from the curio shop on Chopin Street. You said this little doll looks like me."
Qin Jian walked to Duan Ran in two steps, took the porcelain doll from the other person's hand and put it aside, then hugged the other person into his arms, "Can you stay for two more days?"
he asked again.
Then the bedroom became quiet, with only the second hand of the clock on the wall ticking every moment.
The two fell into silence again.
Duan Ran felt the warm breath in his ears and looked at the last three minutes before 12 o'clock.
She didn't want to wait any longer.
"husband."
She let Qin Jian hug her tightly and called out softly.
She opened the drawer next to her hip with her backhand and pulled out a piece of tissue paper.
moment.
She gently pushed the other person away and took the gold-rimmed tissue paper in her hand to her chest.