Please Eat Me and the Director’s Cp

Shen Ningruo remembered the name of Qiu Yang's ex when she was asked like this. She was too lazy to pay attention to it before, so she didn't pay attention to it, because the person she wanted to pay attention to was Qiu Yang, not someone else, but now this person's name was taken by Qiu Yang. When she mentioned it like this, she felt a little uncomfortable, or rather uncomfortable.

This uncomfortable feeling rushed directly into her mind, and Shen Ningruo's brows furrowed.

She was still a little stunned, thinking that Qiu Yang was asking if they had liked her during the week they were in Xicheng, but in fact it wasn't.

She and Qiu Yang are really not at the point where they can talk about the word "like", aren't they?

She has needs, and Qiu Yang also has needs. They use each other. It's just such a simple and clear relationship. Sometimes when emotions are involved, things get complicated.

Qiu Yang was still muttering to himself, "Is there any..."

Shen Ningruo sighed heavily, she was not Tao Sixian, she couldn't answer this question, all she had to do was to change the subject: "Are you drinking alone?" She paused and became serious, "Qiu Yang."

Qiu Yang almost lost her footing, but Miao Yi was too busy to take care of herself, stumbling around on the sofa, not noticing her state.

Qiu Yang pulled the window and heard Shen Ningruo's voice, her eyes went blank: "No."

"With a friend."

Shen Ningruo pursed her lips tightly, and she couldn't help but feel a little worried when she heard Qiu Yang's still confused voice.

At the same time, he also realized more deeply that Qiu Yang's lovelorn grief was much more than he imagined, otherwise, why would he still want to ask for an answer even after being drunk.

Shen Ningruo didn't know much about Qiu Yang and Tao Sixian's previous relationship, but even so, she knew that Qiu Yang's love for Tao Sixian was very real and deep.

She lowered her eyelashes, looked at the rattle on the coffee table, struggled for a few seconds, and finally asked, "Are you okay?"

Being mistaken by Qiu Yang for Tao Sixian, she was not angry, but more...poor?

She hoped that Qiu Yang could come out of the shadow of lovelorn sooner, or take bigger steps.

Qiu Yang's thoughts returned to the cage, knowing that it was Shen Ningruo on the other end of the phone, she raised her head slightly and looked at the dark night sky: "It's okay."

Not really good.

When she is sober, she can clearly know that she should not miss Tao Sixian anymore, but as soon as she drinks, she will be swallowed up and surrounded by past memories, leaving her with nowhere to hide and nowhere to hide.

Shen Ningruo heard her slightly nasal voice: "I'll pick you up."

Shen Ningruo said, "Don't worry."

Don't worry about Qiu Yang's current state.

Qiu Yang's eyes blinked, but tears still fell from the corners of her eyes and landed on the window. She couldn't tell whether it was the stamina of broken love or the stamina of drunkenness.

It is undeniable that the current Shen Ningruo has a sense of life-saving straw for her. When she stays by Shen Ningruo's side, she will not think of Tao Sixian again.

Therefore, she did not resist Shen Ningruo's words to pick her up as before, but she still hesitated before giving herself the exact address.

"I…"

"I live in three buildings, 1902."

"Okay." Shen Ningruo took the car keys, "Wait for me."

Qiu Yang didn't speak anymore, she hung up the phone and sat down on the chair on the balcony a little tired.

The movie is still playing, but neither she nor Miao Yi is watching.

Qiu Yang turned his head and saw Miao Yizheng crying and chirping while holding the bottle: "Uuuuuuuuuuuu, the boy I like from your aunt will be born next month, uuuuu..."

The bottle said that he didn't know anything and just wanted to sleep. It looked at Qiu Yang with a message for help in its eyes.

Qiu Yang stood up again, walked to Miao Yi's side and sat down a little swaying, she patted Miao Yi's shoulder: "Miao Yi, haven't you forgotten him yet?"

Qiu Yang had heard about the boy Miao Yi liked when he was in college, and the story was not complicated. It was probably that the boy he liked in high school had always been hanging on Miao Yi, and had been committed to having an affair with Miao Yi, but they were not together.

After the relationship with Miao Yi got better, Qiu Yang saw that she was so happy and happy every day, and was a little suspicious of the authenticity of this matter, but now judging from Miao Yi's reaction, most of them have not completely forgotten.

"I-I'll forget."

"Woooooo."

The bottle was rescued by Qiu Yang, and Miao Yi pulled the pillow on the sofa, buried her head on it and cried bitterly.

As she cried, she scolded, "Scumbag, scumbag!"

Qiu Yang patted her on the shoulder again, not knowing how to comfort her for a while. She would have done the same when she just broke up in love, but at that time she was still reluctant to scold Tao Sixian.

Now I want to scold, but I don't know how to scold it out. I feel suffocated in my stomach, but I can't get out.

Qiu Yang was silent and sat for a while, then poured himself half a glass of red wine and drank it clean.

She hiccupped before saying to Miao Yi, who had already slowed down, "I..."

"A friend will pick me up in a while."

"Where are you going?" Miao Yi turned to look at her with tears on her face.

"I don't know." Qiu Yang really didn't know.

Miao Yi didn't ask much. She and Qiu Yang's circle of friends were different, so she wouldn't be curious, she just said, "Be careful."

"I will."

Miao Yi nodded again: "That's fine."

"I'll look after the bottle for you."

"I'll be back tomorrow." Qiu Yang said and got up again, "I'm going to pack my things."

She guessed that if Shen Ning was going to take her to the hotel, she would have to bring her change of clothes tomorrow.

Shen Ningruo came just after Qiu Yang had just packed her luggage, she knocked on the door, and her body was still soaked with the cold outside.

Qiu Yang opened the door, and the smell of alcohol on her body rushed to Shen Ningruo. She smelled it, frowned, and pulled the suitcase in Qiu Yang's hand over and pulled it by herself: "Let's go."

Miao Yi was still in Qiu Yang's living room and watched Qiu Yang leave. She saw the woman standing at the door, but the light was a little dim, so she couldn't see her face.

However, this is Qiu Yang's private space. She is just a friend, so she will not be too curious, so she withdrew her gaze.

What she didn't see was that after Shen Ningruo pulled Qiu Yang's suitcase, she also embraced Qiu Yang's waist, making Qiu Yang's center of gravity rest on her body.

The car was parked in the underground parking lot, and Shen Ningruo hugged Qiu Yang all the way until she brought someone into the car.

Qiu Yang's drinking became more and more intense, but she wasn't completely irrational. She sat in the co-pilot obediently and wanted to fasten her seat belt.

Shen Ningruo didn't give in, she grabbed her wrist and said softly, "I'm coming."

Shen Ningruo was still standing on the ground, she leaned over slightly and fastened Qiu Yang's seat belt.

She sighed secretly, and before she could pull her upper body back to stand firm, Qiu Yang raised her arms and hooked her neck.

Shen Ningruo's body froze, she looked into Qiu Yang's eyes, but the light was too dim, not as clear as in the daytime.

Their breaths were all entangled again, Shen Ningruo's eyelashes trembled, and she couldn't help asking: "What's wrong?"

Qiu Yang didn't say a word, just put his lips together and stamped Shen Ningruo's face, and then let go of his arms.

Shen Ningruo pursed her lower lip, her heartbeat was clearly audible at this moment.

But she didn't know what Qiu Yang meant, let alone whether Qiu Yang regarded her as someone else. She gathered her mind, and now she has no idea of ​​asking any more. She stood up silently and stood up for Qiu Yang. After closing the door, I went to the trunk to put my luggage.

A minute later, the car pulled out of the parking lot.

Qiu Yang's head was dizzy, the elbow of her right hand was against the car window, and her chin was supported by her palm.

Shen Ningruo's speed was a little slower than when she came. While waiting for the traffic light, she turned to look at Qiu Yang, and then slowly extended her hand to smooth Qiu Yang's frown, and stroked Qiu Yang's hair. Only then did he sit upright again.

There seemed to be the residual warmth of Qiu Yang's lips on her left face, and it stayed in that place.

After half an hour, we reached our destination.

Shen Ningruo got out of the car and went to get the suitcase, and then went to the co-pilot's door again.

Qiu Yang fell asleep while on the road, Shen Ningruo opened the car door cautiously, but Qiu Yang was still awake.

She opened her eyes and was confused for a few seconds, but when she saw Shen Ningruo's face standing next to her, she breathed a sigh of relief: "Are you there yet?"

"Ok."

"I'll take you up."

Qiu Yang felt that she felt better. She looked around the parking lot and felt that it didn't look like a hotel parking lot. With Shen Ningruo's tone, she was more certain of her thoughts.

Two days ago, I was still thinking about keeping a distance from Shen Ningruo, but what happened now?

Shen Ningruo went to where she lived to pick her up to where she lived.

Just like when I thought I wouldn't have an affair in Xicheng, I turned around and went to find Shen Ningruo.

Qiu Yang: …

Forget it, get used to it.

She lifted her foot and got out of the car, and Shen Ningruo's right hand came over again, but she didn't push it away.

Because it's a little bit unstable.

Shen Ningruo was like when she picked her up again, holding the suitcase with one hand and holding her with the other.

In and out of the elevator.

Enter the password and open the door.

Shen Ningruo's apartment is much more refined, at least it can be seen from the decoration of the corridor, and when Shen Ningruo turns on the lights in the living room, this feeling is even more obvious.

Not like a residence, like a hotel, there is no life atmosphere.

Qiu Yang didn't speak, she leaned against the wall.

Shen Ningruo bent down and took out the slippers from the shoe cabinet, and squatted down, trying to untie her shoelaces.

Qiu Yang took a step back, obviously not used to having such contact with Shen Ningruo.

For Qiu Yang, tying shoelaces is a very private matter, and their relationship will be awkward.

"I will do it myself."

"thanks."

Shen Ningruo raised her eyes and did not continue. She stood up and spit out a word: "Okay."

After Shen Ningruo finished speaking, she did not leave immediately. She and Qiu Yang looked at each other for a few seconds. After thinking about it, she asked, "When you kissed me, who did you take me for?"

Qiu Yang was a little puzzled, and then he remembered what Shen Ningruo was referring to, so he met Shen Ningruo's gaze: "I don't think it is anyone."

"Just wanted to kiss you."

Shen Ningruo took a small step forward: "You kissed me without my consent."

"It's not fair."

Qiu Yang's brows twitched, and he suddenly woke up a lot, and a bad premonition rose in his heart.

Sure enough, in the next second, I heard Shen Ningruo's final voice rising: "Then I'm at a loss."

"You have to sleep to make up for it."