I don’t know if my appetite is not good, but he couldn’t eat it halfway through the noodles. He walked to the chair on the balcony and sat down and opened a bottle of beer.

It doesn't feel good to drink beer early in the morning. He just simply thinks that this kind of weather is more suitable for drinking beer.

Sometimes Qiao Sinian looked outside, and sometimes he would flip through several books on the balcony. He didn't know what he was doing. He suddenly wanted to watch a movie.

He put his laptop on the table in front of him and drove a movie, watching and drinking beer.

The sky gradually brightened, the dark clouds were dissipating little by little, and the colors between heaven and earth gradually became clear. There were fiery red maple leaves on the streets in the distance, like balls of flames, burning and jumping.

It is rare to have a leisurely life without working, so Qiao Sinian just sat on a chair like this, as if he was unaware of the world, and also like an outsider.

When he turned on his phone, he found a series of work calls, and he didn't want to answer any of them.

The computer is playing a French art film. Qiao Sinian can't remember when he last watched the movie. It seems... it's been a long time ago.

There is no noisy sound in his ears. He can concentrate on watching movies, but he will be distracted as he watches.

I don't know what I'm thinking.

Halfway through the movie, he was sleepy and leaned against the chair and fell asleep.

In such a quiet apartment, no one will disturb him, and of course, no one will cover him with blankets.

The air is filled with the smell of loneliness, and a heart is like an iceberg silent.

Sleep for an hour or two.

He woke up again and opened his sleepy eyes. It turned out that it was already noon.

He has never been like today, just eating, sleeping, watching movies, reading newspapers... the whole world seems to have nothing to do with him.

noon.

Too lazy to go out for dinner, he gave himself another bowl of noodles.

The sky has not changed, and there is no sun, and it is dark everywhere. The frost on the trees has melted, and the mist on the balcony glass has dissipated.

Halfway through the noodles, it was tasteless.

He reached out to grab the landline on the table, pressed the hands-free, and dialed a familiar number.

His laptop is still on, and there are movies playing on the screen.

"Hey, hello." The woman's gentle voice came, accompanied by the noise of the child's "yaya".

He didn't make any sound.

"Hello?"

"Did you call the wrong one?" the other end said to himself.

Maybe she was about to hang up the phone, and the child grabbed the phone and said with a slight slight voice: "Hey..."

"Okay, Xiao Yuzi, give me the phone number to my mother."

"No." The little guy was full of excitement.

Qiao Sinian closed her eyes, and there was a faint curve on the corners of her lips.

But a few seconds later, the phone hung up, leaving only the "beep" sound.

In the apartment, there was still only Qiao Sinian.

The smell of noodles drifted in the air.

He finished the remaining half bowl of noodles, and sometimes he would look up at the sky outside.

There is no cloud in the sky, and this community is extremely quiet, especially on the high-rise buildings. There is almost no noise outside, and the sound insulation effect is very good.

There are still movies on the laptop, one by one, repeating one by one, and the music in the movie becomes the background music of the entire apartment.

Such time is extremely quiet.
Chapter completed!