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The man sitting on the sofa frowned.
Wearing pajamas, with a newspaper spread out in his hands, his eyes were slightly narrowed, as if he didn't hear An Yuanyao's words.
He glanced at the newspaper.
After a while, I turned over and continued reading.
Seeing that his father did not notice him.
An Yuanyao's inner uneasiness decreased slightly. She looked at her father nervously, then slowly turned around, raised her feet and stepped onto the first step.
I don¡¯t dare to express my anger.
"Where do you want to go."
The sound coming from behind made An Yuanyao's preparations to go upstairs stop in place.
The neck was like a rusty patch, turning around with difficulty.
He showed a guilty smile.
"I'm going back to sleep"
¡°It¡¯s so late at night and you¡¯re still carrying a bag, do you look like you want to sleep?¡±
"No, no, I don't have that idea!"
Hearing her father's question, An Yuanyao stretched out her hands and shook them, denying it with all her strength.
"I just wantto have a drink of water."
After saying this, there was no reply from the other party.
An Yuanyao looked at her father nervously and saw that he was still reading the newspaper.
Time passed by minute by minute, and An Yuanyao's heart gradually lifted with time.
With his hands together, the newspaper was folded in half.
After folding it again, An Quancheng placed the newspaper on the coffee table in front of him.
He raised his head and looked at his daughter not far away. The moment their eyes met, he could see the panic in his daughter's eyes.
After all, he has seen the child grow up since he was a child. How could he not know his daughter¡¯s true thoughts?
After thinking for a moment, he sighed helplessly.
"You haven't changed at all."
"dad¡¡"
"You go back to bed first, and stay at home honestly during this period. After your brother's and children's banquet is over, your mother and I will take you to see how the person you talk about is doing."
This sentence reached An Yuanyao's ears, and her face instantly turned pale.
She knew clearly that if her parents went with her, the lie would be exposed.
Because there is no such person as Liu Changqing.
By the time¡¡
Recalling the childhood memories of her father in her mind, An Yuanyao couldn't help but panic.
The words seemed to blurt out without being polished by the brain.
"Dad! I can go back alone, you don't have to come with my mother"
"Nonsense!"
Before he finished speaking, he was rudely interrupted by An Quancheng.
The sudden words made An Yuanyao startled and her neck shrank.
An Quancheng stood up from the sofa and walked to An Yuanyao in two steps.
With a serious face.
"I have never restricted your decision before. How many more mistakes do you want to make before you give up?"
"Dad, this time"
"No need to say any more, just do as I say, and we will go with you when the time comes."
Looking at his daughter, An Quancheng's eyes narrowed.
"Meetthat Liu Changqing."
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Sitting next to the computer and stopping typing on the keyboard, Liu Changqing crossed his fingers with his hands, raised them above his head and stretched.
??Looking back at the bed.
The son was lying on his side with his eyes closed, sleeping soundly.
??Looked at the time on the computer.
12:24 am.
It¡¯s a bit late
With this thought in his heart, Liu Changqing did not feel too sleepy.
I stared at the screen for a while, my eyes a little lost.
After a while, he quietly got up from the chair, trying to keep his footsteps as low as possible so as not to disturb his sleeping son.
Walked to the door, opened it, and then closed it quietly.
Standing outside the house, Liu Changqing looked around. The lights in the living room had been turned off, and the dark environment could only be illuminated by the faint moonlight.
Liu Changqing took out the cigarettes in his pocket, lit one, and then walked to the window.
Thinking back to the time when he first started smoking in his previous life, it was just because he watched his roommate smoke in college. Liu Changqing initially refused to smoke.
It¡¯s just that when eating and drinking at dormitory parties, my roommate would always turn red from drinking and then stagger around and give himself a cigarette.
After refusing several times, the other party still insisted.
I had no choice but to take it. At first I really didn¡¯t think there was anything interesting about it.
It wasn¡¯t until his senior year at work, when he stayed up late and worked overtime every day, that Liu Changqing understood why some people became addicted to smoking.
Sometimes, smoking is not just about smoking.
It¡¯s a way for a man to resolve his unhappiness.
After smoking one, no matter what unhappy things happened, I changed my dejection and continued to face it with a smile.
¡°Everyone has a mask, or everyone lives under the mask.
Liu Changqing looked out the window.
The moon tonight seems to be brighter than before
Liu Changqing flicked the cigarette ashes and took another puff. After exhaling the smoke in his mouth, he seemed to look towards the window subconsciously.
He still remembered the mistakes he made a while ago.
My eyes glanced at the half-cut plastic bottle my daughter placed by the window. The two tadpoles with two legs still exuded vitality in the night.
Staring at the half-shaped plastic bottle, Liu Changqing was struggling in his heart.
He seems to be waiting for his next decision.
Since these two things are so tenacious, why don¡¯t you give them a ride?
He looked at the cigarette in his hand and then at the plastic bottle placed aside.
Liu Changqing thought of repeating his old tricks.
But this idea only appeared in my mind for two seconds and was quickly rejected.
It¡¯s too obvious. If my daughter sees it in the morning, she might be very sad.
It should be colorless and tasteless without anyone noticing
A flash of inspiration.
Liu Changqing came up with a brilliant idea.
Salt is a good thing.
It melts when it comes into contact with water. It is colorless but has a taste, but no one is so bored as to taste the water containing tadpoles with their tongue.
Killing tadpoles and being invisible
Liu Changqing's eyes gradually became firmer, he threw the cigarette he had taken a few puffs out of the window, and then strode towards the kitchen.
He found a small jar filled with salt, took a spoonful of it and put it in the palm of his hand.
Holding on tightly, he moved towards the window.
Standing by the window, Liu Changqing stretched out the hand containing fine salt. Without any hesitation, he opened his palm and let the fine salt in his palm slide freely into the plastic bottle.
"Click"
The sound of the door being pushed open sounded.
Liu Changqing didn't have time to put the fine salt into the water. The moment he heard the noise, he reacted quickly and threw the fine salt out of the window.
After throwing it away, he quickly turned around and looked at the person who opened the door.
Through the moonlight outside the window, Liu Changqing saw clearly the person who opened the door.
Lan Yixian.
It seemed that it was due to the backlight. Although Lan Yixian noticed a person standing by the window, he could not see his face clearly.
I took a few steps forward, and I didn¡¯t see clearly who it was until I was in front of me.
Although I was surprised, I didn¡¯t forget to lower my volume.
"Liu Changqing? What are you doing here in the middle of the night?"
"Appreciating the moon"
After replying in his mouth, Liu Changqing took his hands out from behind and patted the fine salt on his palms.
This action puzzled Lan Yixian who was opposite him. He glanced at the moon outside the window, and then looked at Liu Changqing who was standing by the window rubbing his other palm with his hand.
? Somewhat puzzled.
? Some doubts.
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