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Hearing the other party's roar, Song Wenyuan smiled instead of anger, put the phone back to his ear, and said with a smile, "Okay, okay, don't be angry, I admit my mistake to you."

Kang Tianzhen replied him with a noble and glamorous "hehe".

Song Wenyuan said seriously, "Has no one ever told you that hehe is a very serious foul language?"

"Sorry, I haven't been to school," Kang Tianzhen said coldly, "Hang up if you have nothing to do."

"Okay, let's go back to our original question." Song Wenyuan is notoriously good-tempered. He was not affected by his attitude at all, but was a little excited. He asked with a smile, "Why didn't you answer my phone just now?" ?”

What responded to him was the beep sound of being hung up directly.

Looking at the mobile phone screen showing the end of the call, Song Wenyuan's smile grew bigger and bigger. He gradually laughed out loud, kicked off his shoes and rolled onto the big bed, and buried his face in the pillow. After a while, the gushing laughter covered I can't cover it.

He turned over and lay on the bed, looking at the white ceiling, thinking about the reason why Kang Tianzhen didn't answer his phone, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he must be enlightened, although he didn't accept him immediately, but... There are so many things about love at first sight and consensual love at first sight, and being able to live together for a long time is already a perfect realistic fairy tale.

As the saying goes, Taoists are in high spirits when they meet happy events. Song Wenyuan didn’t feel tired until the plane landed in Hubei. He put his luggage in the hotel he reserved and went to the local police station. The man of "The Original Meaning of the Book of Changes".

"Li Ertie?" The policeman searched the computer, looked up and said to Song Wenyuan, "He was found lying naked at the gate of the police station. He was retaliated by his enemies for selling things, and we even sent two policemen to take him to the hospital."

Song Wenyuan said, "As far as I know, he is charged with theft."

"Hey, just a broken bottle and a broken book," the policeman said to him with a smile, "After such a long time, what are you looking for him for?"

Song Wenyuan didn't say it clearly, but smiled gently, "Revisiting the old place, meeting old friends for a while."

Coming out of the police station, Song Wenyuan frowned. The two meetings with Li Ertie were at a teahouse and at a ghost market. He didn't know where this person's home was. After being closed for two months, I didn't expect that he had already swaggered home.

It seemed that it was difficult to pick this man out from the crowd with his own strength.

After eating a bowl of donburi on the side of the road, Song Wenyuan returned to the hotel, wondering if he should call Wang Sanxiao. With the powerful news network of the Wang family, it should be easy to find someone.

While thinking about it, he took out his room card and opened the door. Suddenly, he stopped. He looked into the bathroom vigilantly, only to hear a familiar male voice singing passionately from "Girl from Tianzhu" to "Girls from Tianzhu". "Night on the Grassland" went to "The Great Wall Will Never Fall" and went to "The Sun is the Reddest and Chairman Mao is the Best" and went to...

"..." Song Wenyuan walked over and knocked on the bathroom door with his fingers, "Wang Sanxiao, if you keep singing like this, I will call the police."

"Wait, there is only one last sentence left, if you want to marry, don't marry someone else, you must marry me~~ Take your dowry, sing your song, and come in that carriage... Come, come ..." Wang Sanxiao howled the last sentence with a straight voice, feeling refreshed all over, and opened the bathroom door with steam all over his body.

Song Wenyuan felt that he didn't want to know why he could open his room without a room card, use his own bathroom, wrap himself in his own bath towel, and sing such an ugly song!

He picked up the electric kettle to boil water, took a look at Wang Sanxiao standing in front of the mirror blowing his hair, and said with a smile, "Actually, you have a pretty good figure."

"Thank you," Wang Sanxiao smiled modestly, raised his arms and showed his chest muscles twice, and said calmly, "My family has good genes, and the rearing is also good. Under the combined effect of genes and environment, we have created This is Wang Sanxiao, the handsome and independent sculpture in front of you."

"..." Song Wenyuan walked away silently with the electric kettle in his hand, thinking that there is a reason why this person can talk about everything with Kang Tianzhen.

After Wang Sanxiao finished blowing his hair, and Song Wenyuan's tea was ready, he sat at the table and looked at him, "Why are you here suddenly?"

"It's not that idiot Kang Tianzhen," Wang San smiled, took a sip of tea, rubbed his belly without a trace of fat, and said vaguely, "Fuck, take a bath and make uncle hungry," he said, dragging his suitcase , took out a pancake out of it, and greeted Song Wenyuan very hospitablely, "Do you want to eat?"

The pancakes are authentic Shandong small pancakes. The rough pancake skin is wrapped with scallions and dried shrimps. Song Wenyuan felt no appetite when he saw the unrestrained scallions, so he waved his hand, "Please enjoy it to yourself!"

"That's so embarrassing, hahaha," Wang San smiled, drinking tea, biting pancakes, and slapped his hand on the table after digging his feet, "You just asked me why I came here suddenly, it's Kang Tianzhen, you and I Say, now I really want to kill him, so I called my uncle at 2:[-] in the middle of the night and said that you booked a plane ticket to Hubei, and you must be looking for that Wang Ertie..."

Song Wenyuan corrected, "Li Ertie."

"It doesn't matter, X Ertie," Wang San smiled, took a sip of water, swallowed his mouthful of pancakes, and said angrily, "I'm just bored when you cry and ask me to help you, my majestic young master of the Wang family, Is it his summoned beast? I'll do whatever I'm asked to do, wouldn't it be embarrassing for me?"

"Innocence is so willful in doing things," Song Wenyuan subconsciously defended Kang Tianzhen, but in fact he was strongly slandering him in his heart: Didn't you come here if you lost face!

Wang Sanxiao finished the pancakes, put too much shrimp skin, felt a little flustered, knocked on the empty teacup, "Serve Uncle Man."

"... If you take advantage of me again, you will lose your face," Song Wenyuan said no, but he honestly picked up the water bottle and poured it for him.

"How about showing some respect to the elders?" Wang Sanxiao finished his tea and stood up, "Let's go, uncle treats you to dinner."

Song Wenyuan's eyes fell on his stomach, thinking that the big pancake that disappeared in an instant just now was his own illusion?

After Wang Sanxiao changed his clothes, he took Song Wenyuan to eat food stalls in his extended Lincoln, and drank beer with eight-treasure sea cucumber and Ciba fish. Wang Sanxiao kicked on the edge of the stool next to him, sitting like a mountain king. He picked up the bottle and touched Song Wenyuan, "I guess you must have looked for it?"

"I didn't find it," Song Wenyuan said. "The police said he had gone home."

"Go back to what home?" Wang San smiled and said, "This king is visiting Hubei, he dares to go home?"

Song Wenyuan ate and drank politely, which was in stark contrast to Wang Sanxiao's gangster spirit on the opposite side. After the two had finished eating, Wang Sanxiao patted his stomach rhythmically with both hands, "Go, uncle will take you to meet this Wang Ertie for a while." .”

"Li Ertie."

"Whatever he is," Wang San smiled and waved his hand indifferently, "In my eyes, he is just a scrap of iron."

The car was speeding fast on the busy road, Wang Sanxiao peeled the pistachios boredly, looked out the window lazily, after a long while, he suddenly asked, "What's going on with you and Tianzhen?"

"what?"

Wang San smiled and threw a pistachio into his mouth, "Since that idiot called me in the middle of the night, I thought there was something wrong. You two had a fight? He doesn't trust you, why don't you come by yourself?"

Song Wenyuan smiled and said calmly, "He...maybe he feels uncomfortable."

"Huh?" Wang San smiled and looked at him seriously.

Song Wenyuan looked into his eyes, only to realize that this man's behavior looked frivolous and lazy, but in fact his eyes were as black as cold pools. When he looked at him with such a deadpan expression, Song Wenyuan suddenly realized that he was so small. His mind had already had nothing to hide in front of him.

Then he turned serious and said to him, "I like him, and I confessed to him."

Wang San smiled without moving his eyes, and said flatly, "He definitely didn't promise you."

Song Wenyuan laughed, "Although he is clingy, he is actually a bit arrogant. I will give him time."

"Hmph," Wang San snorted with a smile, without saying anything, took out a cigar from the incubator, and casually trimmed it with small silver scissors.

Song Wenyuan looked at his friend in front of him, smiled slightly, and said nothing more.

The car shuttled flexibly on the country road at night, and finally stopped outside a courtyard. Song Wenyuan got out of the car and looked at the low wall of the courtyard, "Is this Li Ertie's home?"

"His good friend's home."

Rural people work during the day and go to bed early at night. It is already twelve o'clock in the night, and the village is dark and silent, with occasional dogs barking in the distance.

Wang San smiled and shook his head. Immediately, two tall and burly bodyguards stepped forward, prying open the door silently and roughly. Wang San smiled and walked into the yard majestically. His handsome figure was just like walking on a red carpet.

"Wow, woof..." A childish dog barking sounded.

"Hey, there's Kang Tianzhen here," Wang Sanxiao whistled at the puppy in the corner, put his index finger on his lips, and chuckled, "Shhh—so good."

The electric light in the tile-roofed house suddenly turned on, and the owner walked out in his clothes, screaming, "Who are you? Ah! Help!"

Before the shout could be heard, the bodyguard covered his mouth and controlled it. Wang San smiled and frowned slightly, "Hey, why are you so unfriendly? Didn't the primary school teacher teach you that a friend came from afar, and they have bad intentions... "

Song Wenyuan: "..."

Walking into the room, Wang Sanxiao demonstrated what stinky and shameless is, he walked into the bedroom naturally, lifted the quilt on the bed, looked at the terrified hostess, calmly hooked the corners of his mouth, and pulled out the quilt. A very friendly smile, "Dear madam, we are the warm-up team in the middle of the night, and now I bring you the treasure of our store, an exquisite and thin far-infrared remote control," as he said, taking it from the bedside table. The hostess stuffed the remote control into the hands of the hostess, and said politely, "I wish you a good time watching TV."

"Ah..." The hostess grabbed the quilt and smashed the remote control on his head, screaming, "You are crazy..."

The remote control flicked on his forehead and fell to the ground. Wang San smiled and said, "It seems that you are not satisfied with our service. Please continue to sleep. Goodbye." On her head, he quickly turned around and walked out of the bedroom, grabbed the bodyguard's shoulder and shook it desperately, pointed at the bedroom and growled, "Fuck, what's going on? Why is there a woman on the bed?"

The bodyguard lowered his head, "We are very sorry for such a thing, but San Shao, a person's home will not only have one bedroom, and he will take friends to stay overnight. Generally speaking, no married man will let him live in the master bedroom .”

"..." Wang San stared at him with a smile, and said bluntly, "Could it be that I don't know this truth? Am I an idiot? Say, are you laughing at me in your heart?"

"No, Third Young Master, you are not an idiot, Third Young Master!"

Song Wenyuan gently pushed open the door of the second bedroom, turned his head and waved to Wang San who was still mad, "Come here."

Wang Sanxiao strode over, took the flashlight from the bodyguard, and turned it on, illuminating the sleeping face of the man under the blanket.

The momentary bright light made the man sit up suddenly from his sleep, "What's wrong? Who are you?"

Wang San smiled and opened the corner of his mouth, revealing a sinister sneer, "Hello, Wang Ertie, old friends meet again, you are still lying on the bed, are you not loyal enough?"

Song Wenyuan remained expressionless: "It's Li Ertie."