When he opened his eyes and found that Qiu Qing'an was asleep on the bed opposite him. He Yue was not surprised too much, probably guessing that Jiang Haojie didn't come back last night.

What she was more worried about was Zhou Mi.

The movement of Heyue getting up woke Qiu Qing'an up. He slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes.

"Why am I sleeping here?"

"Oh, Jiang Haojie slept in your room last night."

"...Is he with Zhou Mi?"

"Yes." Qiu Qing'an looked at her and nodded hesitantly.

He Yue put on her shoes and walked over to open the door quickly. Qiu Qing'an followed her and saw her knocking on her door next door.

Within a few sounds, the door was opened from inside. Jiang Haojie looked sleepy and his clothes were messy. He grabbed a handful of short hair.

"What's wrong..." he asked in a daze. Before he could figure out the situation, He Yue pushed him away and looked into the room.

After a round of eyes, Zhou Mi was still sleeping like a dead pig on the bed, while the other bed was messy, and she looked like a person had just gotten up from inside.

She still reached out to touch her with concern, and there was still warmth underneath.

He Yue was reluctantly satisfied, so he turned around and looked at him.

"Okay, let's change it now, you go back and sleep."

Jiang Haojie: "???"

He was pushed out of the room without reacting. Jiang Haojie stood outside the door in ignorance, feeling like a passerby who had been used and ruthlessly abandoned.

He turned around and stared at Qiu Qing'an, who patted him on the shoulder and walked forward.

Today is the last day on the island. I packed up my things and checked out, and then walked around and booked a boat ticket for noon to leave.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye. On the return high-speed rail, everyone was feeling a little depressed and had not yet withdrawn from the comfortable and gentle island.

After leaving the platform, they started to part ways. Everyone was talking about making an appointment next time, waved their hands, leaving only their backs.

But next time, no one knows where it is.

A simple farewell is often the case.

It was already evening, and all the classmates left one after another. Even Jiang Haojie and Zhou Mi took a taxi, leaving only Qiu Qing'an and Heyue.

He promised He Qi to go back for dinner in the evening. He Yue looked at the person who was silent but holding her hand tightly. After thinking about it, he spoke out: "Why are you going back?"

She originally intended to remind her, but unexpectedly Qiu Qing'an thought about it after hearing this, looked at her seriously, and tentatively said: "Go back?"

"..." The high-speed rail station is not far from his home, but it takes half an hour to walk. He Yue raised his hand and looked at the time, thinking that it should be too late.

"Let's go." He Yue pulled him to step, but Qiu Qing'an was stunned for a moment and followed him in a daze.

"We...re we really going back?" After a while, he couldn't help asking in a low voice. He Yue stopped and looked back at him.

“Or else take a taxi?”

"No," Qiu Qing'an immediately refused as if nothing had happened, "It's healthier to exercise."

"Okay." He Yue nodded.

The two of them held hands and walked across the street, passed by the white-collar workers who had just gotten off work, crossed the intersection and traffic lights, facing the afterglow of the sunset, the shadow was pulled to the ground, and walked home slowly.

This amount of exercise can be said to be easy for high school students who have just graduated.

Outside the alley, Heyue stopped.

"You go back quickly."

Qiu Qing'an glanced behind him, looked around again, and slapped his lips slightly.

"I'll watch you get in the car."

"No need."

“It’s safe here.”

"Let's go." Qiu Qing'an said without saying a word and took her to the side of the road again.

He Yue suddenly felt that they were very similar to those elementary school students who came home from school. You sent me home and I sent you home again. They repeated the same thing, but they enjoyed it.

"Okay." He Yue put down his cell phone and looked at him helplessly, "I'll call you a car and come soon."

"Is it soon?" Qiu Qing settled down and asked again, looking a little disappointed.

He Yue nodded deliberately: "It will be soon in front of me in about a second."

"..." Qiu Qingan was silent, pinching her hands tightened unconsciously, and his dark eyes were quietly staring at her.

"What's wrong?" He Yue cares and approaches a little.

"When will we meet next time?"

"...If you want to see me, you can do it anytime." He Yue said, feeling a little guilty and added.

"As long as I can come out."

The light that had appeared in Qiu Qing'an's eyes disappeared in an instant.

He lowered his eyes, was silent for a while, and then he pulled Heyue closer with force and hugged her gently.

Qiu Qing'an didn't say anything, but just hugged her quietly, and felt soft-hearted. He reached out to hug him, put his face on his shoulder.

Time passed quietly, and I left one step closer. Qiu Qing'an turned his head and rubbed the back of Heyue's head.

She raised her face.

Qiu Qing'an lowered his head and kissed her on her lips.

I stopped after I tasted it lightly, but didn't go deeper, but just took a sip and let it go, as if I couldn't bear to let it go, and my breathing had not evacuated, so I covered it again.

Tenderness and twists, breaths intertwined, and the warmth of each other blends together, making people addicted to it.

Two whistles came from his ears, and the sudden harshness of the car horn awakened the two who were intimate. He Yue quickly stepped back and let go of his hand, all of whom were panicked.

She glanced at the taxi, the driver smiled at her, and his eyes turned to Qiu Qing'an again, biting his lip unconsciously.

"I'll leave first."

"Yeah." He restrained himself very hard, and forced himself not to keep him, and he was struggling to spit out this word.

He Yue didn't know if other couples were like them.

It was obviously just a simple separation, but it was so sad that it was unreasonable. When she got in the car and rolled down the window and looked at Qiu Qing'an again, the glance almost made her nose sore.

He Yue tried hard to smile at him, and the car gradually drove away. She looked at the figure that slowly disappeared from her sight, and suddenly realized that he was always standing there watching her go away.

The familiar scenery retreated, He Yue lowered her head and her eyes were astringent. She blinked hard, barely calming down her emotions.

Looking out the window, Heyue sighed secretly in his heart.

It seems that he is becoming less and less like himself.

Qiu Qing'an was like a bottomless whirlpool, and she stepped in without hesitation, and was finally dragged and fell deeper and deeper.

Even a moment of separation is hard to accept.

He Yue was a little uncomfortable when he suddenly returned home.

Without the lively voices, the house became too quiet, large and spacious, with only her and He Qi living.

There was no Qiu Qing'an who followed her all the time.

Heyue was even considering whether to recommend He Qi to change to a smaller elevator room, but she just thought about it. This villa was something she had lived in since she was a child, so she would definitely not be willing to change it.

Before staying at home for a day, Heyue couldn't help but run out. It happened that He Qi was busy again during this period and had no time to pay attention to her.

Knocking on Qiu Qing'an's door, he was obviously surprised. He held her hand, his eyebrows and eyes softly, and asked softly, "Why are you here?"

"My dad has been busy lately, and I'm the only one at home."

"Oh." Qiu Qing'an led her in, his tone unconcealed happiness.

"You're here just right. The grandma downstairs just sent me plum wine."

He was halfway through and remembered something, "By the way, you can't drink."

"No." He Yue defended seriously, "I also drank beer on the island, nothing happened."

"The beer level is low." Qiu Qing'an frowned in distress and thought.

"Then how much is your plum wine?" He Yue asked, Qiu Qingan was stunned.

"Uh..." This question stumped him, and he scratched his head and hesitated.

"I don't know either..."

"Otherwise I'll check it online." Qiu Qing'an said, taking out his cell phone, and He Yue looked at the bottle of wine on the table that was sealed with a small glass bottle of wood, and suddenly reacted.

"Hey, why did you suddenly know the grandma downstairs?"

I have moved here for three years, didn’t I even know my neighbors?

He Yue stared at him in confusion.
To be continued...