I Love You Every Time You Play

Jiang Youshu can’t remember when he fell asleep. He always felt that his head was filled with thousands of bottles of wine from the moment he confessed. The colorful silks hanging down from the city gates, there are pink cats passing by at their feet, and light blue planes whizzing past their heads.

The happiness she felt in her dream remained until she woke up, the feeling that her chest was full of swelling.

"Wake up?" someone asked softly in her ear.

Then her earlobe was picked up. She was still half in a dream, and said blankly: "A Zhen? Why are you in my bed?"

Seeing her silly appearance, Yan Anzhen couldn't help but rubbed her head, her tone of voice was brisk, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were obviously smiling. Yan Anzhen said: "Why, after Silly Yuanyuan finished her confession, she didn't admit it and pretended to be a fool?"

The word "confession" stimulated Jiang Youshu. She turned over and stared at Yan Anzhen firmly, and her heart bubbling: "I, I'm so happy, I thought I was still dreaming."

Yan Anzhen also looked sideways at her and said, "Is there also in my dream?"

Jiang Youshu stretched out his hand and pinched a strand of Yan Anzhen’s hair like a noisy little cat, his eyes bent into crescents, and he was reluctant to let go: "I often dream about you, but you are more cold to me in your dreams, and you speak with seriousness. Yes, I won't make you laugh." It may be because she subconsciously thinks that Yan Anzhen likes Chen Xiaoshi, so the reflected dreams all smell of sadness.

Yan Anzhen listened, sighed, and said, "This time I had a beautiful dream. I think you laughed for a long time."

Jiang Youshu said: "Laughing for a long time? When did you wake up?"

"Before you."

Today is Saturday, and it is the first day after the two opened their hearts. Jiang Youshu turned off the alarm clock early. He wanted to stay in bed for a while, and wanted to see Ah Zhen more.

Although there is no intrusion from the alarm clock, Yan Anzhen has developed a biological clock to wake up at 7:30. She opened her eyes early and did not take her mobile phone the first time. Instead, she looked sideways at Jiang Youshu and watched her smirk and be infected. In general, she was also happy for a long time.

"It's almost the end of the year, you interns should have performance appraisal." Yan Anzhen suddenly changed the subject and asked.

Not understanding why she suddenly asked about this, Jiang Youshu replied: "Hmm, I should be a bit busier than before, but A Zhen can rest assured, I will definitely not use busyness as a reason to ignore you like those scumbags. Don't ask."

Yan Anzhen saw her anxiously making a guarantee, and sweet waves began to flow in her heart. She said: "I know, I mean I will get busy later, and I will soon be taking the final exam. After that, I may have to... leave Liang Yue for a while."

"Ah? Leaving Liang Yue, where do you go? Traveling?" Jiang Youshu was a little bit disappointed. She still thought about staying at A Zhen's house after her winter vacation.

Yan Anzhen remained silent for a while, and when she spoke again, her voice was softer than fog: "I want to go home."

Jiang Youshu was taken aback.

What's the problem when I go home during winter vacation?

In fact, there is no problem, even as it should be, but she is a little surprised. Because in the original novel, A Zhen never returned home. Even during the Chinese New Year, she stayed alone in Liang Yue, turning on the TV, using the Spring Festival Gala as the background sound, and then she was tired and tired, and she was on the sofa. She fell asleep-just like that, spending the New Year alone.

It was not until Yan Anzhen met Chen Xiaoshi that the cold and silent night became a little bit angry. Chen Xiaoshi would call her on video, let her watch fireworks, and tell her New Year's tales. The end of the video was the lanterns of Wanjia, and this one was alone. , But Yan Anzhen didn't care, she felt satisfied when she looked at Chen Xiao with a smile on her face and bright eyes.

[Chen Xiaoshi has a world, and she has Chen Xiaoshi's smile, and she can remember the dawn in her own world. 】

This is the original text of the novel.

Jiang Youshu naturally didn't forget this, she had planned everything, this winter holiday, she must be by A Zhen's side, the kind that can't be driven away.

But she didn't expect that A Zhen would go home this time.

Due to the confusion in the previous plot, Jiang Youshu has become accustomed to not following the novel. She pouted and said dullly: "Well, then you should remember to call me when you get home. No, not just go home. From now on, as long as we don’t meet each other, we have to call each other. If I can’t hear you for a day, I’m not in the mood to work for a day.”

Before A Zhen left, she had already missed her.

Yan Anzhen stared at her blankly.

Seeing the other party's silence, she panicked a little, grabbed Yan Anzhen's finger aggrievedly, shook it, and whispered, "Am I too sticky and annoying you?"

Yan Anzhen came back to her senses, holding Jiang Youshu's hand in her palm backhand, and said: "No, I just... rarely have been so dependent on." After a pause, he added another sentence, seriously, "I am very happy."

"That's good." Jiang Youshu slowly leaned over, smiling.

Seeing that she was starting to huddle together again, Yan Anzhen smiled helplessly, squeezed her face, and saw her lips were torn apart, her eyes were shining, and she couldn't help but say: "Okay, Let's get up."

"Lie down again." Jiang Youshu heard it, pulled the quilt to cover half of his face, and began to act like a cat. "Today is the weekend. Isn't it the standard for the weekend to sleep in bed."

Yan Anzhen had no choice but to follow her, but the two of them woke up reluctantly until almost nine o'clock.

Jiang Youshu tidyed up her clothes, and the sound of opening the door reached Qin Weiyu's ears outside. She hurriedly got up from the sofa. Just when she wanted to say hello, she saw Jiang Youshu behind, and Yan Anzhenqing came out coldly, her eyes falling on She was determined, her eyes were inexplicable.

Qin Weiyu: ...?

Qin Weiyu blurted out: "You guys last night..." Are you sleeping together?

In fact, she shouldn't ask, Jiang Jiang is the owner of this house, and she doesn't have to tell her anything. But somehow, she couldn't hold back, eager to know an answer.

Jiang Youshu didn't think so much. She waved her hand and said casually: "My room has a big bed, so it's not cost-effective to sleep alone."

Qin Weiyu: "..."

How do you say this reason, for a while, she dispelled a lot of her sad and careful thoughts.

Yan Anzhen remembered that Qin Weiyu still had the title of "ex-lover". Previously, she could only eat the nameless jealousy, which was not good at performance. Now she has talked about it with Yuanyuan, and her heart felt sour inexplicably. At the same time there was a little joy.

Yan Anzhen walked to Jiang Youshu's side and touched her loose and messy hair very naturally, like a little gesture of intimacy and fun between lovers. She softened her voice and said, "You go wash first."

Qin Weiyu stiffened in an instant, his eyes dimmed.

Jiang Youshu didn’t pay attention to Qin Weiyu’s changes. She was in a sense of excitement of “I’m with Ah Zhen.” She really loved A Zhen’s natural and intimate little action, so she turned around and squeezed. Zhen's little finger said, "Then you wait for me outside."

Qin Weiyu: ... Jiang Jiang should have gone in to brush his teeth.

She felt like she was shining now.

It was originally a casual sentence, Yan Anzhen actually waited at the door. After Qin Weiyu nodded her head, she lowered her head and turned on her mobile phone. He paused for a long time on the text message bar, listening to the tap in the bathroom being turned on, and the water was rushing. The voice pursed his lower lip, and finally clicked.

Sender, father.

Father: [Go home for the New Year, I have arranged three blind dates for you. You are not young anymore, get to know each other, and the best date for your wedding will be next year. 】

Looking forward, the most recent news was nine months ago.

Father: [I am discharged from the hospital. 】

There were few chats between the two, almost like strangers.

She didn't reply to the last text message, this one really has to be answered.

She pursed her lips and typed it out one by one: [2.9 Go home, let's talk about the wedding date. 】

She never said anything to him.

Maybe it’s changed to someone else, maybe a lot of words will be sent over, "I don’t have any plans to get married yet", "I don’t want to find someone to do it casually, I want to seriously fall in love", "Thirty years old, why are you thirty years old?" A woman has a flower, dad, your thinking is too old" or something more brave, come out directly and tell the other person, "Dad, I actually like women, and I already have a girlfriend, whether you accept it or not. , I have recognized her and will not let go."

She also wanted to be so brave, but she knew that no matter what she said, it was of no avail.

Even if she returned a big call uncharacteristically, he would only reply with six words: [Not obedient, is it? 】

Yan Anzhen has a sense of powerlessness.

But this time, she won't let it go, hastily ended the communication with him, this time going home is related to the future of her and Yuanyuan, and she will not retreat if she says anything.

Yan Anzhen buckled the phone, and heard the sound of the water flow. Then the door was opened, revealing Jiang Youshu's pure, white face, with curly hair falling on his shoulders, with an unspeakable grace and charm.

"I'm fine, you go." Jiang Youshu smiled and said.

After Yan Anzhen went to wash, Jiang Youshu found that Qin Weiyu was still standing in the original position, his expression was still timid, his eyes drooping slightly, he looked well-behaved and pitiful.

She walked over and said, "Stop breakfast, I'll go out and buy some steamed buns or something, do you eat it?"

Qin Weiyu nodded slightly.

Jiang Youshu said: "That line, I'll be back soon."

Although it was the most ordinary words, the sensitive Qin Weiyu could still tell from her tone that she was very happy now, very happy, the kind of happiness that would pop out anytime, anywhere.

Nail pierced into the palm, Qin Weiyu was ignorant and said, "Can I go with you?"

She stayed at home to face Yan Anzhen, a little... stressful. Although Yan Anzhen seems to be much closer than Jiang Jiang's sister, at least she doesn't have that kind of stinging aura, but... somehow, when she stays with Yan Anzhen, she always feels like sitting on pins and needles. .

In addition, it is the faint lingering jealousy and unwillingness.

She hated herself a little bit again.

Jiang Youshu didn’t ask why, and it’s not a big deal. He nodded and rushed to the bathroom and shouted excitedly: "A Zhen, I went out to buy breakfast with Qin Weiyu. What do you want to eat? Meat buns or vegetable buns, soy milk and fried dough sticks. ?"

After a minute, Yan Anzhen came out of the bathroom, stepped steadily, and stood in front of her, with her eyes gliding over Qin Weiyu, with a soft tone: "Silly Yuanyuan, it's so troublesome, I'll tell you Go out for breakfast together."

The author has something to say: Yan Anzhen: If you have a girlfriend, you still get along with other women alone?

Jiang Youshu: I don't want you to be too tired. I want to buy breakfast for you. A Zhen just needs to wait comfortably for breakfast.

Yan Anzhen: Let's not take this as an example.

Jiang Youshu: Why not take this as an example?

Yan Anzhen: Let’s be alone with Qin Weiyu again, I— (in my ear)

Jiang Youshu: Please do this!

Yan Anzhen:...