The landlord is a subject

Fangzheng is not here, and Zheng Jiaming is too lazy to cook by himself. In the past few days, he bought breakfast at the breakfast shop near the car dealership, and ordered takeaway with his colleagues for lunch. As for dinner, a new beef soup noodle shop opened on the street, so he went to eat After eating it once, I can't stop, but I went there to eat three or four times in a few days.

After work this day, after saying goodbye, the colleagues drove, those who rode bikes, and those who drove drove. Zheng Jiaming stepped on his beloved little sheep and wandered to the beef soup noodle shop. The boss and the clerk I already knew him, greeted him and led in, and then Zheng Jiaming saw a person he hadn't seen for a long time, and sitting opposite him was the person he used to be very familiar with, even if it was just the back of his head, he recognized it immediately Who is that.

The person who hadn't seen him for a long time obviously didn't recognize Zheng Jiaming. Zheng Jiaming hesitated whether to go over to say hello, or just leave before they found out. At this time, the clerk asked him if he still had the usual meal, and Zheng Jiaming missed the opportunity to leave , I could only nod my head and sit down obediently.

"Wait a minute, I'll be fine soon."

The clerk left, Zheng Jiaming put down his bag, took out his phone and connected to WIFI, thinking that as long as he eats faster, he won't be seen. Just after he started the game, there was the sound of chairs being dragged, indicating that they had finished eating.

"How about this store, isn't it as bad as you thought?"

"good."

"It's okay? Just pretend! That's right, big boss, the living standard is high, not like poor people like us."

"Come on, are you still poor? Next time I..." The conversation stopped abruptly, as if cut off by an invisible sword, and then the man said in surprise: "Jiaming, what a coincidence!"

Zheng Jiaming put down his phone, raised his head, and smiled, all in one go.

"Ah! So you're here too! Wen Hao, long time no see."

"Yeah, long time no see."

Liu Wenhao's face was a little red, maybe it was because of excitement or the soup was too hot, then the man next to him touched his arm, and looked at Zheng Jiaming with an uncertain expression on his face.

After Liu Wenhao was reminded by that person, he pointed at him and asked Zheng Jiaming: "Jiaming, do you remember this guy?"

"Of course I remember." Zheng Jiaming smiled and stretched out his hand, "Senior, long time no see."

Zhao Gan also showed a smile: "It really is you! Zheng Jiaming, you have changed so much that I almost couldn't recognize you!"

"Is there? It's not been a few years..."

Liu Wenhao seemed to be planning to sit down for a long chat, and Zhao Gan had no intention of leaving. Zheng Jiaming didn't want to get entangled with them, and was feeling a little uncomfortable. His beef noodle soup was ready.

"Excuse me, sir, please let me go."

Liu Wenhao stood aside, the clerk carefully put the tray on the table, the aroma of soup powder squeezed into Zheng Jiaming's nostrils, he was really hungry after a busy afternoon.

After Zheng Jiaming picked up the chopsticks, Zhao Gan said his farewell first, and then Liu Wenhao said goodbye as if reluctantly. Zheng Jiaming watched the two leave with a decent polite smile. Withdrawing his gaze from the glass window, he began to slowly enjoy his dinner.

Logically speaking, at any rate, I have sworn to each other. Even if we broke up, goodbye shouldn't feel like this. Zheng Jiaming wonders if everyone who has been dumped is like him. He hasn't seen Liu Wenhao for a long time. See you suddenly today, I feel nothing but discomfort.It was Zhao Gan, and Zheng Jiaming had been thinking about him before finishing the soup. He was afraid of him before, because it was Zhao Gan who brought him into the present world.Zheng Jiaming was sure that he really couldn't fall in love with any girl, but he still felt a little bit blaming towards Zhao Qian. If he hadn't pursued him back then, would Liu Wenhao be the one he hated?It's useless to talk about these things, and there's nothing to think about, but—why is Zhao Gan still so good-looking, won't he grow old?At any rate, he is almost 30—— Zheng Jiaming is a little envious, he doesn't know what he will look like when he is [-] years old.

Back home, Zheng Jiaming guessed that Fangzheng would be back soon, so he put down his things and started packing.In fact, there was nothing to clean up. Zheng Jiaming put away the pillows in the sofa and arranged them, arranged the shoes on the shoe rack, then went to the room to tidy up the closet, and finally started sweeping and mopping the floor, and finally tossed himself until he was sweating. Look at the time, it's time to take a shower.

Worried about disturbing Fangzheng's work, Zheng Jiaming always waited for Fangzheng to call him every time he called.After Zheng Jiaming finished swiping Weibo, he went to the Taobao store where he was a hands-off shopkeeper. It was almost 10:30 and his phone didn't ring. Feeling a little lost, I turned off the light and fell asleep.

It's another new day, the first thing I do when I wake up in the morning is to check my phone, well, there are no unread messages.

Zheng Jiaming bought soy milk and steamed stuffed buns, sat in the breakfast shop and ate them in a hurry, then rode a little sheep to the car dealership.In the morning, there was not a single customer who came to see the car, but the 4S shop next door came to have a few cars for maintenance. Zheng Jiaming also found that one of them looked familiar to him, but now there are Audis all over the street, so it may not be Liu Wenhao .

Zheng Jiaming called Fangzheng for lunch, and the phone reminded him to shut down. Now Zheng Jiaming was not calm. Could something happen to Fangzheng?Zheng Jiaming thought for a while, and sent Fang Zheng a few more WeChat messages. After thinking about it, he felt stupid again. What if his phone ran out of battery?So they left messages for Fangzheng on Twitter and Weibo respectively, hoping that his computer is still alive.

The whole afternoon passed in a daze, and Zheng Jiaming didn't feel like going to eat after get off work, so he went home straight away, almost running a red light on the way.

Taking out the key to open the door, Zheng Jiaming's eyes stared instantly, he smelled the fragrance - he threw away his backpack, took off his shoes and ran into the kitchen with his socks on before he had time to change.

I really miss it day and night!

Fangzheng was wearing a shirt and trousers, and a cute little apron around his waist, which obviously didn't match his successful career style, but Zheng Jiaming thought he was cute and pleasing to the eye.

"You're back!" Zheng Jiaming swooped, and Fangzheng hurriedly opened his arms, holding a green onion in his left hand and a knife in his right.

"Take it easy, don't get hurt!"

Fangzheng had a headache. He didn't expect Zheng Jiaming to be so childish, but he was very happy to see that he was so popular.

"So enthusiastic! He even said he didn't want me, hum..."

Zheng Jiaming ignored him, but tightly wrapped around Fang Zheng's waist.

"Hey, let go, I'm about to be strangled to death by you!" Fangzheng shouted exaggeratedly, Zheng Jiaming put his head on his shoulder, shook his head and laughed, then suddenly raised his head and asked, "Why is your phone turned off?" ? Makes me so worried!"

"Oh, don't mention it, my mobile phone was stolen in Xi'an yesterday! Anyway, I came back today, so I didn't tell you."

"Then you have to buy a new mobile phone, otherwise it will be too inconvenient!"

"I bought it. I bought a new one this morning."

Zheng Jiaming nodded, complaining that he didn't know how to report his safety after buying the mobile phone, and then Fang Zheng said sullenly: "I wanted to call you after buying the mobile phone, but I don't remember your number..."

"I'll tell you later, I'll have to recite it backwards in the future!"

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!"

Then Zheng Jiaming laughed.