Waiting for you to fall a flower

"Okay." She nodded with satisfaction. No woman disliked the sea...

Following him into the villa's main door, she stood at the entrance and silently looked around. The villa was a quiet luxury, light blue curtains, light white wallpaper, and in the living room was a group of light gray sofas, each piece of furniture as clean as a museum exhibit.

"Come in." He crooked his finger at her.

"Which room am I staying in?"

Ye Beicheng poured her a glass of juice and asked doubtfully, "Are you going to sleep now?"

"Then what else?" As soon as she spoke, she immediately felt uncomfortable, "Don't misunderstand me, what I mean..."

"I know." He interrupted her, "Don't be nervous. I won't do anything to you."

There was a feeling of being seen through. Yu Jingya walked to the sofa and sat down awkwardly. From this moment on, she had to learn to get used to it, including getting used to him.

"Why didn't you call the door just now?" Ye Beicheng sat on the sofa opposite her with a can of beer in his hand.

"It's no use shouting." She sighed helplessly, "My mom won't open the door for me."

"What about your father?" He took a sip of beer and stared at her with his deep eyes.

Yu Jingya leaned weakly on the sofa, "The gamble is over."

"Is there anyone else in your family?" Ye Beicheng asked again.

"And a brother, twenty-three years old, a punk." She confessed to him without hiding anything, and he would know sooner or later.

Ye Beicheng stopped questioning. He propped up his forehead with one hand and shook the beer in his hand.

"Is there any more wine?"

He raised his misty eyes and asked jokingly, "Do you want to drink?"

"Yes!" Yu Jingya nodded affirmatively.

"Aren't you afraid that I will despise you after drinking?"

She shook her head, "When you say that, people think you really don't pick..."

Ye Beicheng chuckled, then looked at her from head to toe and teased meaningfully, "Actually... You're not bad either."

She was indeed not bad, but she was far worse than those amorous women.

"Get the wine."

Ye Beicheng got up and brought a few bottles of beer to her, "Didn't you drink it for dinner?"

"No, I only drink when I'm in a bad mood."

She was very frank, and he smiled and agreed, "Me too."

Yu Jingya opened the lid of the can and raised her chin to take a big gulp. She choked and coughed several times because she drank too much.

"Why are you in a bad mood?" Ye Beicheng asked.

She rolled her eyes, "Do you think a homeless person will be in a good mood?"

"You can come here when you have nowhere to go." He answered quickly, a look of stinginess in his eyes.

Without blaming him for his sympathy, this place would soon become her new home, and he would also become his family, not about love, not about family, just a person who had to be together.

"Do you often bring women home?"

He shook his head, "Not often. I don't like to use the place I live in as a place of wind and moon."

"Good." Yu Jingya stared at him with satisfaction, "We're married. It doesn't matter what you do outside. Just don't bring women back. I'll be embarrassed."

Ye Beicheng smiled sarcastically, "A marriage without love is good. You can be allowed to drink and drink..."

When he said that, she asked tentatively, "May I ask you a question?"

"You don't have to ask about relationships." He stared at her confused expression, his dark eyes calm.

"Oh, then you don't have to ask."

Ye Beicheng admired Yu Jingya's directness.

"I want to rest." She put down her can of beer and yawned.

"Follow me." He led her up to the second floor.

"There are four rooms. Which one do you like?" Ye Beicheng pointed.

She walked to one of the doors and said languidly, "Just this one."

Just as she was about to reach out and push the door, she said, "Wait a minute." He stopped her.

Yu Jingya looked back in doubt, "What's wrong?"

"That's my room..."