you are so sweet

Went out to sweep a large number of daily necessities, and finally settled down Xiao Chengfeng, Cheng Muyang returned to his apartment, looking at the empty living room and the quilt that hadn’t been put away on the sofa, these two days are like a month long.

But there will be no such days in the future. After a while, I will quit my job on the bus, find another job and settle down, and stop running around like this.

The house here... If it is too far away from the future company, maybe they will move out.

Cheng Muyang picked up the quilt on the sofa and walked to the bedroom. Although he had a day off today, he will have to make up for it tomorrow. To be honest, sometimes, he would rather not take a vacation than disrupt his previous plans.

Cheng Muyang lay on his back on the bed, flipped through the latest news, and suddenly remembered the series of comics Xiao Chengfeng had shown him by the two girls in the car before. He recalled that the person who updated the comics seemed to be called "Yi Feng Da Da" ?

He turned over and lay down on the bed, and entered these words to search on his mobile phone, and there were hundreds of records related to the phrase "Yifeng".

Without hesitation, he directly clicked into the feed of the first user. As expected, he was a big V with more than [-] fans.

The top Weibo is "Happy Life on the Train".

Cheng Muyang smiled, it's really an outsider to watch the excitement. Those who have actually worked on the car will know that the tasks on the car are very heavy. Unless they really love this job, it is difficult to experience "happiness".

But why is "happiness" in quotation marks?

Cheng Muyang pulled down, and after clicking to enlarge the long picture, the villain who resembled himself appeared in sight.

To be honest, it's a bit weird to look at a story that seems to be based on yourself, and the villain in the last frame seems to be holding a model and bending over to ask a boy on the seat, train model Is there a need?

What do you mean?

Cheng Muyang withdrew from the picture. To be honest, he didn't really understand what it was talking about.

Open the comment area below, the first one refreshed his lower limit.

"Oh, oh, this is the official Gongjun online!"

What, Cheng Muyang suddenly remembered Xiao Chengfeng's words, what he seems to have appeared on the scene, what is definitely an idiot hiding in the dark looking at him.

Cheng Muyang continued to scroll down the comment area, and found another comment among a bunch of "Awwhhh".

"Is it just me who thinks that there really is such a person as the steward?"

Under this comment, there are a bunch of "+1", in addition to a bunch of "the author knows the little flight attendant!" "So sweet!" "It's so sweet!" "Annual drama!" Feng Jun is a boy?!!!!"

"?!!!!"

Looking at this group of analysts, for some reason, Cheng Muyang suddenly remembered Xiao Chengfeng's smiling face. The picture just now really resembles the way he and Xiao Chengfeng got along, isn't it...

Shocked by this idea, Cheng Muyang buckled his cell phone on the bed, the not-so-white ceiling made his vision white, how could it be possible, but if it wasn't Xiao Chengfeng, then who else.

Every strange face on the bus that day became very blurred, and there were so many passengers on and off in a day, but he couldn't remember all of them, so he had no way of knowing if someone followed him to observe him. Know.

"Ding Ling Ling Ling~"

Cheng Muyang picked up the phone, "Mom, what's wrong?"

"Yangyang, why don't you take some time to go home, your father's leg is a bit uncomfortable..."

"Mom, speak slowly, I'm listening here, don't worry."

"It's like this. Your dad fell off the bed yesterday. I asked him and he said he was fine, but today you don't know that leg, it's all swollen. It's fine if he's still holding on. I don't know, I was terrified when I saw it..." The woman's voice rang out on the phone, and finally broke down into tears, her speech was urgent and fast, and it sounded like a burning and uncontrollable mood.

Cheng Muyang sat up from the bed, and finally stood up again. After walking two steps in the room, he held the phone, "Mom, you call 120 first to take my dad to the hospital, and I will go directly to the hospital. Can't wait, do you have money?" Register first when you go, let the doctor wait for a while, and I will rush over to pay the bill."

"Hey, Yangyang, your dad won't let you come, but how can you still listen to him now? You're not at home, and we don't have a backbone. You still don't want me to say that Yangyang couldn't go home last time during the Chinese New Year. Come on, I can't say it yet, you old man..."

"Mom, mom, don't cry, don't worry, I just have a rest these two days, I'll go back now, and I'll buy a ticket." Cheng Muyang managed to persuade the crying woman, picked up his coat and went out Let's go, there's no time to pack the rest.

After dialing 120 and reporting the address of his hometown, he felt relieved and went to the station to buy tickets.

Hurrying to the station, I saw Lao Zhang wandering around in the station wearing that big padded jacket. After seeing him, Lao Zhang's eyes lit up obviously, and after meeting him, he also became serious.

"What's the matter, Xiao Cheng? You have such a bad complexion." Lao Zhang followed him and took two quick steps towards the inside.

"Old Zhang, I don't have time to elaborate. My dad has a leg problem. I'm in a hurry to go home. I'm going to ask for leave now." Cheng Muyang kept walking, but turned a corner and went straight to his place. Not counting the boss's boss's office.

Not surprisingly, no one was there.

Cheng Muyang directly pulled a leave note from the table, stamped it on himself, and stuffed it to Lao Zhang behind him, "Old Zhang, it's up to you, help me."

"You... you are too bold." Lao Zhang held the thin piece of paper, saying nothing, and saying nothing, "You have two months to go, so why are you bothering?" , in case you are found..."

"It's okay, just do your best, anyway, I won't do it after the contract expires."

"Ah?! What?" The astonishment on Old Zhang's face couldn't be concealed, and the strength in his hands couldn't be controlled, and the leave note was crumpled.

"Yes, but now is not the time to talk. What time is the nearest train back to City A?" Cheng Muyang continued to walk out, going directly to the platform.

"There is a shift in half an hour, don't worry, tell me why you quit?" Lao Zhang followed him, almost in step.

"I just want to change jobs, this...is not suitable for me." Cheng Muyang looked at his watch.

"Why, isn't it good to quit?" Old Zhang couldn't understand why young people can't afford it anymore.

Seeing that there is still time, there is no need to be anxious, Cheng Muyang looked at Lao Zhang's wrinkled face and smiled, "Old Zhang, I can't get a job here, the salary is too low. I have to make money to treat my dad's leg, although It’s impossible to get rich all at once, but it’s better than wasting time here.”

Unexpectedly, there was such a relationship, Lao Zhang was speechless, "It's hard to see such a good junior, you can leave as you like, it's okay to leave, it's easy to cause problems here. "

"Haha. I will come back to look for you in the future." Cheng Muyang squeezed out a smile.

"Don't laugh, laughing is uglier than crying." Lao Zhang stuffed the leave note in his arms, "Don't worry about it, I'll make sure it's done for you."

"Then it's hard work for you."

The author has something to say: Thank you Yanyu Haomiao for still encouraging me