The National Treasure of Figure Skating

Chapter 417 I saw it

When he walked into the gate of Qiao Yiyuan's residential area, Qiao Yiyuan's call came into his mobile phone, and it took him about ten seconds to get through the call, when his elegant and magnetic voice rang out.

"It's so late and I don't want to come back, isn't it cold?"

It took her a while to say anything, "I'm back, I just entered the gate of the community."

Hearing this, Qiao Yiyuan, who had been standing by the elevator waiting for her since he came back, stepped out of the corridor with his long legs, and the cold wind blew his short hair into disorder. Seeing her petite figure walking with her head down, she gradually approached, The street lamp pulled her figure to the side, and then she responded, and her heart also settled down.

"I saw it."

She thought he lied to her deliberately, but didn't believe him, "You should be in the house, right? Your house is more than ten floors above, can you see it?"

"If you don't look up, how can you see where I am?" He stared at her, his eyes were only her lowered head getting closer and closer, the feeling of waiting for her return was better than the feeling of not waiting for her return .

She raised her head at will and then lowered it, but was stunned the moment she lowered it, and even stopped walking. She raised her head again a few seconds later, and saw him standing upright with his back against the wind, with his hair disheveled by the cold wind on top of his head. At the entrance of the corridor, he held his mobile phone in his left hand and put his right hand in his pocket. The light from the corridor stretched his tall figure obliquely and long.

At this moment, her heart had a hot feeling that was contrary to her thoughts, as if hearing what he said had another meaning: No matter where you are, as long as you look up, you can see me in front of you.

Meng Yao, what are you thinking about, Mr. Qiao just said a word, and you made it into a script.

Putting aside distracting thoughts, Meng Yao continued walking, cut off the call and put the phone back in her coat pocket. She didn't stop when she walked in front of him, but asked in a low voice when she passed by his side, "You also just came back ?"

He hesitated for a while, then said "um", and walked behind her.

The two entered the elevator one after the other. When they pressed the floor button, they stretched out their hands at the same time. They both paused just before the button was pressed. One lowered his head and the other raised his head. rise.

Finally, Meng Yao withdrew her hand uncomfortably, and took a step back.

Qiao Yiyuan pressed the floor button and stepped back to stand beside her. Her blurred figure was fixed on the steel wall of the elevator. He cleared his throat and asked her, "Is Lu Yun sick?"

"No." She replied subconsciously, and then realized that she was wrong, and changed her words, but she said very without confidence, "I have a cold."

As soon as he heard it, he knew that he was not telling the truth, but he didn't intend to expose it, but followed her words, "You and Lu Yun have a good relationship, and we talked until eleven o'clock."

Nervous about whether he noticed her lying or not, Meng Yao was slightly distracted, and absent-mindedly said "um" to his words, secretly praying for the elevator to open quickly, this small world was too oppressive for her to settle down.

Finally, when the elevator door opened, Meng Yao stepped out of the elevator.

After entering the door and changing her shoes, Meng Yao said to him, "Mr. Qiao, if it's okay, I'll go back to my room." After speaking, she turned around.

Qiao Yiyuan walked to the middle of the living room and stopped, looking at her closed door.

"..."

The next morning, Meng Yao woke up at six o'clock. Last night, she was sleeping and waking up all night. She lay down without feeling sleepy, then got up to wash up, and went out of the room to do some exercise. Unexpectedly, Qiao Yi woke up much faster than her. It was still early, and there was a foreign language broadcast in the living room, but he was not seen.

(End of this chapter)