Thunder can't catch fire

When Zhou Yan came here suddenly, he didn't even bring two pieces of clothes. Now that nearly half a year has passed, although he always felt that he didn't buy anything on weekdays, he realized that he had too many things to bring when he really packed his luggage. Probably two big luggage There are not enough boxes to fill, even after careful screening, there is still a box and a half of foreign objects.

Before he knew it, he had so much he had to take with him.

When you come, you are light, but when you leave, you carry a heavy burden.

Zhou Yanben was planning to resign with Boss Diao when he was about to get off work the next day, but unexpectedly he was so busy that day that he couldn't touch the ground. Boss Diao himself became a waiter and ran around, Zhou Yan was stunned. Didn't have time to say anything irrelevant.

When the last customer left, Zhou Yan ran out to find Boss Diao without even taking off his chef uniform.

There was only one cleaning guy left in the lobby, Zhou Yan asked him, "Where's the boss?"

"I went back. I said I was tired and uncomfortable."

At Boss Diao's age, he should stand still after being so busy. Zhou Yan had no choice but to wait until tomorrow to talk about his resignation.In fact, he could call Boss Diao and tell him that they didn't even have a labor contract. As long as Zhou Yan didn't worry about this month's salary, Boss Diao would have nothing to do even if he patted his ass and left without saying a word.

But this old Diao usually treated him well, and he didn't even make trouble when Zhou Yan lost his arm and leg. Zhou Yan felt that it was reasonable, so he should explain it to him face to face.

He is a person who insists on leaving here as soon as possible, and now he has to stay for another day. He felt a little depressed, and walked home listlessly. As usual, he brought a packaged supper to Xiaozhen's mother. Thanks".Zhou Yan looked at her smile with a sense of unreality.

Not long ago, Xiaozhen's mother was always crying, and even committed suicide. As the days passed, he wondered if the pain in Xiaozhen's mother's heart had eased, or the hope deep in her heart had actually slowed down. Slowly withered.I forgot when it started, she suddenly laughed again, and regained her former loud voice, Zhou Yan could hear her and her neighbors arguing every morning.

The voice that used to annoy him, now acts like a reassurance pin, inexplicably giving him a strange sense of security, like when you are surrounded by enemies, a copper wall suddenly appears around you.

Every day of the living is always more real, whether it is joy or pain.

"Someone came to look for you just now." Xiaozhen's mother raised her hand and gestured, "He's a tall guy, and he looks handsome."

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, his first reaction was Han Zheng, there was no other possibility except him, but Xiaozhen's mother immediately said: "Wearing a pair of glasses and a tie, that suit looks very hot." .”

That's not Han Zheng.Han Zheng doesn't wear glasses, let alone a suit and tie.

Zhou Yan couldn't think of anyone who would know that he lived here, and come here to find him.

He asked Xiaozhen's mother, "Auntie, do you know where that person went?"

Xiaozhen's mother froze for a moment, rubbed her nose, and pointed upstairs: "It's at your door."

There was something strange in her eyes suddenly, she looked at Zhou Yan with a different expression than usual, Zhou Yan couldn't tell what was wrong, she just felt weird, everything was wrong.

The properties in the old community were useless, and the lights in the corridor had been broken for a long time and no one had repaired them. Zhou Yan went upstairs in the dark, staggered a bit, then took out his phone, and illuminated the stairs with the faint light of the screen to prevent falling Become paralyzed.

He lowered his head all the way, until he reached the door of the house, and bumped into the person leaning against the anti-theft door with a "bang", and the iron door shook violently with a bang, as if the whole thing was about to fall down.

Zhou Yan's forehead hit the bridge of the other's nose directly, and it hurt terribly. Just this one, he guessed that the other's nose was crooked.He raised his head while rubbing his forehead, and the movement of his hands stopped instantly when he saw the other person's face: "Why are you here?"

Ding Yizhao looked at him in the dark and laughed out loud, and moved half of his body away: "Open the door first. It's a mess."

Zhou Yan didn't move at the same place, Ding Yizhao sighed, lowered his head slightly, his voice fell next to his ear, his breath was hot: "It's been too long

see you.I can't wait to get a good look at you. "

***

Han Zheng took half a month's leave with the school when Ling Ying's accident happened, and now he still has nearly a week left.He stayed with Qin Feifei at home for three days, and rarely coaxed her with a good temper. Coaxing this girl made her want to go to heaven, and she went too far, buying clothes, bags and big meals, and mercilessly cheating her family.

When Qin Feifei opened his mouth and proposed to go on a [-]-day trip to Europe and America this summer, Han Zheng finally couldn't bear it anymore: "It's okay to go, the premise is that you pass all the exams."

The difficulty of passing all exams is no different to "eating breakfast every day" for ordinary students, but for Qin Feifei, it is equivalent to "getting up at five o'clock every day for breakfast", and it is based on the premise of staying up late the night before.

She immediately deflated like a balloon that had been punctured.

After Qin Feifei died, he sat up from the sofa cushion lying on his stomach, and looked at him eagerly: "I want to go out." He especially emphasized, "I am alone."

Han Zheng withdrew his eyes from the newspaper in his hand, and glanced at her lazily: "What are you doing?"

"Look for Brother Zhou Yan."

Han Zheng's eyes flickered slightly, and he looked up at her: "He's gone, he's back."

"Don't lie to me." Qin Feifei said "don't think I don't know" proudly, "Zhao Zhao told me that she even went to Zhou Yan's 'black shop' for dinner yesterday."

Han Zheng's expression suddenly became a little subtle, and Qin Feifei was amused to see it: "You don't know, do you?! Hahahahaha... Brother Zhou Yan didn't tell you that their store had a sanitation inspection a few days ago. There is something wrong with the business license, so toss it."

Maybe it's because he's getting older, Han Zheng feels that he can't sit still and calm down these years. Whenever there's a little trouble outside, he can't calm down, his heart is like glass.Qin Feifei's tone was full of teasing and jokes, and after a minute, he stood up and said, "I'm going out for a while."

The girl said in a high-pitched voice behind her, "Who are you going to see?"

Han Zheng didn't look back.

There was no very legitimate or great reason, he just wanted to see Zhou Yan.These days, there are too many things in his mind, like an unsolvable mess. In the end, perhaps only a scissors can be used to get everything right.

Only the thread with Zhou Yan, he has been alone all the time, and he can see it very clearly.It's just that the thread was made of silk, and it might break if not careful, so he didn't even dare to reach out and touch it.

But that kid, he just told him that he likes men so desperately that he almost drove him to his death.

Enduring the headache, Han Zheng drove the Land Rover all the way to the entrance of Zhou Yan's alley. He was about to park, but found that his "exclusive parking space" was always vacant, and now there was a red Ferrari sports car parked impressively.

The top-level sports car that has never been seen before is particularly eye-catching among the piles of "suspected" dilapidated houses, battery cars, and bicycles around it. I don't know if the owner of the car did it on purpose.

Han Zheng parked the car opposite the Ferrari, bought a pack of cigarettes at a small shop nearby, and then rushed to Zhou Yan's house.

Zhou Yan rests every Tuesday, today is a coincidence, it happens to be Tuesday, if Qin Feifei didn't talk nonsense, Zhou Yan should be at home.

When I climbed the stairs to the fifth floor, I could smell the aroma of food wafting from above. With Han Zheng's many years of experience, this smell is pork ribs in black bean sauce, which is absolutely unmistakable.

He thought it was Zhou Yan's opposite door cooking, but when he got to the door on the sixth floor, he suddenly found that the smell came from Zhou Yan's house's half-hidden door.

Zhou Yan is cooking?

Han Zheng was stunned for a moment, then pushed open the door without knocking and went in.The force was a bit too strong, and the door panel immediately hit a person, and the "ouch" yelled, watching him rubbing his nose and muttering: "Who are you, please?"

This strange man is tall, about the same size as Han Zheng, with a fair complexion, wearing a homely black vest and shorts, revealing strong chest muscles and strong calves, single eyelids, but with a good temperament, he is a different handsome style, probably in high school Girls will love it.

Han Zheng was sure that he didn't know the person in front of him, and he was also sure that he didn't go to the wrong place with dementia because he didn't come for a week.So the only explanation is... "Zhou Yan moved out?"

"Look for us, Ah Yan." The man looked suddenly enlightened, and then smiled, a little frivolously, he lifted the spatula in his hand and walked to the kitchen, "He's here, just wait."

Zhou Yan was cooking in the kitchen, but he didn't expect Han Zheng to come back. He was stunned and speechless for a moment: "Brother Zheng, you... sit in the living room, we'll be fine soon."

Han Zheng glanced at the kitchen, seeing that it was a mess, he nodded and walked out of the kitchen without making a sound.

There are already several dishes on the table, vegetable salad, salmon with lemon and beef stew in red wine.It seems that the meal is western food. There are two wine glasses on the table, and a bottle of red wine next to the glasses.

He snorted in a low voice.In broad daylight, two big men are so romantic.

I was so full and sick.

Han Zheng watched TV absently in the living room for a while, the more he sat, the more awkward he became, and he would nervously turn his head to look at the kitchen. Rather than fidgeting, he went straight to the balcony to smoke.

Halfway through the cigarette, Zhou Yan suddenly ran over and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Zheng."

Han Zheng happened to be puffing, when Zhou Yan turned around, he inhaled a puff of second-hand smoke and choked.Han Zheng laughed mockingly: "Is this posture quitting smoking?"

Zhou Yan ignored his ridicule and said, "I didn't expect you to come suddenly, and you didn't call me in advance. I can make preparations earlier and buy more food."

When Han Zheng looked at him, he seemed to squint his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I disturbed you. My fault."

"I didn't mean that." Zhou Yan was relatively innocent. "Ding Yizhao and I have known each other for many years. His father...his father used to be the lawyer of the Luo family."

Ding Yizhao.

Han Zheng recited the name silently, feeling awkward no matter how he pronounced it.It's like seeing that person for the first time, and everything is not pleasing to the eye.

Han Zheng doesn't want to entangle Ding Yizhao with him yet.He asked Zhou Yan, "Didn't you say you would go back?"

"I haven't found an opportunity to resign with Boss Diao. A few days ago, something happened to 'Xi Lai' and I was investigated. That's why I found out that I had been working for a 'black shop'. I'm leaving now, so it seems that I want to get rid of my body. It's not kind to retreat. It was open for business the day before yesterday, so I might... leave in two days."

Han Zheng hooked the corner of his mouth: "Noble person."

Zhou Yan couldn't hide his embarrassment: "I didn't hide it from you on purpose, but I was very busy."

After listening to this kind of words, Han Zheng passed away.Talking very busy, I don't even have time to go to his house for a meal, but I have time to cook Western food and drink red wine here with others in the small kitchen, who am I fooling.

The resentment in my heart sprang out silently, and even brought the whole person's mood to the bottom.

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