"Why do you say I'm sorry, I know there's no love between us. I don't like a lot of the bad habits of yours, but one thing is that you can be honest. Go to bed early, good night!" said Mi Xiaojia, extinguishing the last light in the room and falling asleep.

An Ran was stunned at the door of the room, and only after a long time did he go to the living room, sitting on the sofa, his mind blank.

He was very annoyed, but he didn't know what he was bothering about, so he simply ran to the windowsill to smoke.

As soon as he took a puff, he choked, he likes to look for women everywhere, but he doesn't like to smoke, it seems that he hasn't smoked in a long time. He thinks that he only needs to smoke when he is upset and pretending to be handsome, and that smoking means nothing to him at any other time.

After tossing and turning for most of the night, he returned to sleep next door and dreamless.

In the next week, An Ran and Mi Xiaojia lived respectfully with each other. The two looked friendly on the surface, no longer quarreling, no longer speaking ill of each other, but An Ran felt that he was not as comfortable as when he quarreled with Mi Xiaojia in the past.

The so-called near but far away from the world, probably that's it, right?

"Mi Xiaojia, how have you become yin and yang recently?"

Mi Xiaojia looked back at An Ran, his eyes were full of questions, and he didn't understand that An Ran had a stroke flying out of the sky.

"I said, why did your temper get better, and you don't pick on my thorns everywhere?" An Ran simply picked out the words.

He just wants to find out where the crux of the problem is, so that he can have a chance to have a showdown with Mi Xiaojia and return to the way he used to get along.

Mi Xiaojiawaner: "Don't you always say that my temper is not good, which affects prenatal education, I have made progress now." ”

"But it's too good to be outrageous, like I was arguing with you to sleep today, why don't you say a word about me?" An Ran asked with a cold look at Mi Xiaojia.

yes, it's just so good that it makes him uneasy.

Mi Xiaojia should hate him very much, after all, he let her down.

"Speaking of which, I don't think you need to live in my house, shouldn't you move out?" Mi Xiaojia said before he spoke, and walked away safely.

Mi Xiaojia looked at the back of An Ran walking away, and was stunned for a moment before returning to the bedroom and lying down.

The next day was Saturday, and An Ran got up early in the morning to make some porridge for Mi Xiaojia. It took him an hour to make the porridge, and when he didn't see Mi Xiaojia, he went to the bedroom to call her.

Who knew that there was no one in the bedroom, and the quilt was messily placed on the bed, which was a bad habit of that woman, and she didn't like to tidy up.

In fact, he is just as lazy. From childhood to adulthood, there was a servant to serve, and there was no need for him to do such trivial things.

Strangely, Mi Xiaojia has the same vices as him.

They are people of two worlds, but there are always some bad habits that are in common.

An Ran folded the quilt for Mi Xiaojia, and at the same time thought about some of the things that happened after meeting Mi Xiaojia, it felt like a dream, not very real.

He never thought that he would come to such a humble place, and he could gradually get used to living in such a place.

With a small loss, he experienced a different kind of life.

Another two hours passed, the porridge was cold, and An Ran felt that something was wrong, he called Mi Xiaojia, and Mi Xiaojia's mobile phone was turned off.

Uneasily, he called Gong Ji again, and Gong Ji claimed that Mi Xiaojia did not come to her.

Eventually, she called Gesasa, who hung up as soon as she heard his voice.