The poorest soul catcher in history

That day, she was on the phone with Chen Yan. She didn't want to be intercepted by a woman in the end, and then the phone was hung up.

Distraught, Pan Sisi ran to Chen Yan's house, but there was no one at home. She squatted at the door all night, and was finally found by Pan's family and brought home.

As soon as he woke up from his sleep, he was told that Chen Yan had been arrested for murder.

After learning of Na Cui'er's tragic condition, Pan Sisi was frightened and developed a fever. She stayed in the hospital for a few days before regaining some energy.

"That day, was the voice on the phone from Tweety?"

After wiping away her tears, Pan Sisi looked at Shi Lan and asked.

"Why do you ask that?"

Shi Lan handed over the tissue.

After Pan Sisi took it, she twitched the corners of her mouth, "I'm not an idiot. When I was in the hospital, I knew pretty much about Tweety and Chen Yan. I even got some videos of Tweety before she was alive. She looks so real. Pretty, standing on the street, holding a bouquet of flowers, which Chen Yan bought for her."

Tweety's voice in the video is exactly the same as the one she heard on the phone that day.

"Your fate was originally good, but you met a man who ruined your life when you first fell in love. That man is Chen Yan. Now that Chen Yan is not around, your fate will not be affected," Shi Lan said. He took out a yellow talisman and gave her, "I wish you a safe life."

Pan Sisi is not a bad person, but she is too young and has not experienced any social life. This kind of girl with innocent eyes is most likely to be infected with a dark atmosphere.

Pan Sisi pinched the yellow talisman, "Thank you, master."

After she left the small courtyard, she called her parents, and stood at the crossroads with a dazed face, feeling empty and uncomfortable, both for Tweety and herself.

Because that man never gave them true love.

"Are you all right?"

Seeing that her face was pale, her eyes were red, and she didn't know where to hide from the light rain falling on her body, the young man holding a black umbrella looked at her for a long time, then gritted his teeth and came over to put the umbrella on her head, and asked softly .

Pan Sisi was taken aback for a moment, then raised her head and met those worried eyes, "Why are you here?"

The young man pursed his lips, and looked away uncomfortably, "Uncle is worried about you."

Pan Sisi lowered her eyes, "Thank you."

The young man smiled when he heard the words, and the two of them crossed the road side by side. Before getting into the car, Pan Sisi looked back at the coffee shop that Chen Yan used to take her to before, and finally turned her head.

March is already full of spring, and the flowers in the small courtyard are all in bloom. Shi Lan loves to lie under the pomegranate tree, put the radio aside, listen to opera and smell the fragrance of flowers.

Wu Youmin glanced at the pomegranate tree, the leaves were lush and there were no flowers, and he didn't know why Shi Lan liked to sit under the pomegranate tree.

"Cover the sun and keep the flowers from falling."

Shi Lan's eyes didn't move, he opened his mouth and said.

The flowering period of the pomegranate is in May and June, but it is really that season, and it is hot again, so in Shi Lan's opinion, the current use of the pomegranate tree is the best.

"Uncle Wu! I'm so hungry!"

Cha Ke almost crawled out of the house. He was so hungry that the flowers and plants in the yard started to glow green with his eyes!

Wu Youmin hurriedly dropped the broom, ran into the kitchen and brought out the steaming food in the pot and put it in front of Cha Ke, "Sir, you said you would wake up in two days, so the pot has been kept ready."

Cha Ke's face was full of emotion, "Thank you sir, thank you Uncle Wu!"

"Hurry up, hurry up," Wu Youmin chuckled, and went back to work in the kitchen. When he came out again, he was carrying two bowls, one was the kind of large bowl, and the other was a normal-sized bowl.

"what is this?"

Cha Ke looked at the things in the small bowl and asked with a frown.

"Ahem," Wu Youmin glanced at Shilan, "This is the dumpling made for you by the master!"

Tea Ke: ...

"Sir! Thank you, sir! Is there any more? I can still eat three bowls!"

Shi Lan was very happy when he heard the words, he stood up, "Next time I'll pack it for you, just in time for you to wake up, Mr. Guo has something to do, school won't start until May, I'll go for a walk, take care of your Uncle Wu during this time."

"Sir, are you going out?" Wu Youmin was taken aback.

"Well," Shi Lan smiled, he had to go out, he couldn't stay in one place all the time.

But he did the math, this time he went out to meet two predestined people.

L city.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, there are still some vehicles on the road. Looking down a long street, there are still some KTVs and tea houses open.

Zhao Zong was riding a shared bicycle on the street looking east and west. He was hungry. He had worked overtime until now. The bus and subway were closed. The night bus would take two hours. He couldn't wait, so he picked up a bicycle rush home.

As a result, just halfway there, my stomach sang empty city plan.

There is simply nothing to eat at home, so it is better to go out and fill your stomach before going back.

Thinking like this, Zhao Zong began to think about what he wanted to eat.

At the moment, only some late-night snack shops are still open. Zhao Zong never likes to eat expensive and greasy food. He wants to drink porridge and steamed buns.

But after walking around familiar stores, all of them were closed.

That's right, it's past twelve o'clock in the morning, who the hell is the breakfast shop open so early?

Let's go home, Zhao Zong sighed, and continued to walk forward on his bicycle. Just after passing a street, he could smell the strong smell of soybean milk!

Whose soy milk is so fragrant?Zhao Zong swallowed his saliva, stepped up his legs, and rode towards the place where the smell came from.

"Hey! What do you want to eat, sir?" A thin old man with slightly white hair was making a face-to-face meeting, and when he saw Zhao Zong galloping towards him on a bicycle, he asked loudly.

Tsk, this old man looks quite old, and his voice is even louder.

"The buns haven't been steamed yet?"

After putting the car away, Zhao Zong glanced at the big pot full of fragrant soybean milk, and then at the dough that the old man's men were kneading.

"Twenty to ten minutes at most will be enough," the old man raised his chin, motioning Zhao Zong to sit down for a while.

"Then let me have a bowl of soy milk first." Zhao Zong was so greedy for the taste of steamed buns, so he was willing to wait.

"Success," the old man washed his hands, and scooped up a large bowl for Zhao Zong, "It's been such a long time, and you're still the first guest."

"First?"

Zhao Zong glanced at the shop suspiciously, it was clean and tidy, and the old man's craftsmanship was not bad, how could there be so few customers?

"No, the guest who came to my place last time was a girl. She also came at this time. She looks like a high school student," the old man narrowed his eyes and thought for a while before continuing to meet.

"It's so funny, old man," Zhao Zong chuckled. Which high school student was still hanging out at midnight at midnight. Looking outside again, he was amused again. "Look, isn't this a visitor?"

Hearing this, the old man looked out and saw a handsome young man coming here with a black umbrella in one hand and a radio in the other.

"What a handsome boy." The old man gave a compliment, and then asked in a loud voice, "Young man, what do you want to eat?"

Shi Lan glanced at the soy milk in the pot, "Soy milk, thank you."

After speaking, he came to the table next to Zhao Zong and sat down.

"How can you be full with soy milk?" The old man put the soy milk in front of Shilan, "My steamed stuffed bun is also delicious, how about some?"

Shi Lan nodded, "Okay."

Zhao Zong looked at Shilan's lush hair with some envy, and then raised his hand to touch the sparse top of his head, "Hey, I'm really old."

Shi Lan heard the words and looked over, Zhao Zong looked no more than thirty, "Sir, are you joking?"

"That's right," the old man had already started making buns, he took the time to glance at Zhao Zong, "For me, your hair has just grown now, and it will grow in the days to come!"

Zhao Zong's face was a little red, "My hair has long since grown!"

For men, hair can not be less.

"Haha," the old man laughed. Seeing his thin skin, he teased again, "Are you married?"

Zhao Zong's face froze, he looked at Shilan, and decided to stir the flames, "Is this little brother married?"

"No," Shi Lan shook his head, "Is this eldest brother married?"

Zhao Zong: ...well, the ball was kicked back again.

But looking at Shi Lan and the busy old man on the opposite side, Zhao Zong's heart was rarely at peace. He took a sip of the fragrant soy milk, rubbed his face, "I have a girlfriend, we've been dating for eight years, you know What's the situation? We were in college together, came out to rent a house and work together, went to the supermarket together, ran and cooked together, it was a really good day."

As he said that, Zhao Zong took another sip of soy milk, and his tone was a little low when he spoke, "I'm a programmer. I looked up from the computer when I was working overtime. It's already the next morning, and I spend more and more time with her. Not much, but I always feel that she will always be waiting for me at the same place, so what I think is to make good money, earn hard, buy a big house in the future, marry her, and have a child. She is afraid of pain, so we agreed It’s better to have only one.”

"When she proposed to break up, I was in a daze, do you know?" Zhao Zong looked at them and pointed to his head, "It was at that moment that I thought I was hallucinating? Or Was it April Fool's Day that day, she was joking, so I told her to stop making trouble, and fell asleep with her in my arms."

Looking at the dark sky outside, Zhao Zong choked with sobs, "When I woke up the next day, she had already left, and everything related to her was gone at home, and the ring I bought for her was on the table. She has worn that ring for several years and has been waiting for me to change it for her, but I kept saying I was busy, so I just missed it."

The old man had finished filling the buns. Hearing this, he looked at Zhao Zong, "Women, what you want is a sense of security. You've been busy and ignored her, can you not be sad?"

After speaking, he looked at Shi Lan, "Are you right?"

Zhao Zong also looked at Shi Lan eagerly.

Shi Lan: "...I haven't talked about it."

Hearing these words, the faces of the old man and Zhao Zong suddenly turned into sympathy. They are so beautiful, but they are still young?

God has eyes!

Zhao Zong's mood suddenly improved a lot. It really is that people are better than others, and he can find a sense of superiority.

Stone rot:...

"You're right," Zhao Zong raised his hand and gave himself a shot, "but what's the use of regretting it? By the time I ask for leave, he's already on a blind date, and he doesn't want to see me. It's over. Now the child Both are over two years old."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Zong laughed again, "Is there any wine?"

The old man stared, "Only soy milk and boiled water!"

He's a decent breakfast shop.

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