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Han Chenxin noticed that Sun Zheyang had taken the initiative to talk to a sales lady, so he walked slowly towards them.

Sun Zheyang was just as he said, he came to buy a house, he looked at the models of those house types very seriously, and when he saw Han Chenxin coming over, he called him to come and have a look, "What do you think of this?"

Han Chenxin looked down and said, "It's pretty good."

"Be serious," Sun Zheyang said, "It's rare that you have time to accompany me to look at the house today."

The girl next to her said with a smile, "You guys are together. This set is very good. It faces the atrium and faces south, so the lighting is very transparent."

Han Chenxin patiently took a second look and said, "Well, it's really good."

Sun Zheyang chatted with the girl for a while, and finally let the girl lead them to see the existing house.

In the elevator, Han Chenxin paid attention to the girl's badge, which said her name was: Zhao Jia.

Sun Zheyang talked a lot along the way, kept chatting with Zhao Jia, and even complained about the housing prices in the past two years.

Perhaps because Zhao Jia was about to sell the house, she had always been very patient. No matter what Sun Zheyang said, she would talk to him with a smile.

As for the relationship between Sun Zheyang and Han Chenxin, Zhao Jia never asked a word.

What Zhao Jia led them to see was a second apartment of [-] square meters. As soon as they entered the house, Zhao Jia kept introducing the environment of the house, giving away the area and so on.

Han Chenxin didn't really come to see the house at first, but when he got here, he suddenly had the feeling that he could buy a house. Decorate his own house according to his own wishes, so as to avoid the landlord raising the rent every other year.

Sun Zheyang didn't pay attention to what Sun Zheyang said to Zhao Jia. He walked into the room and saw a large balcony in the bedroom. He stood on the balcony and looked out, feeling that the surrounding environment is not bad.

Soon Sun Zheyang and Zhao Jia also followed in, standing next to Han Chenxin, Zhao Jia pointed them to the bus station and the big supermarket outside the community.

Han Chenxin stretched out his hand to push the window. The window was a little tight, and he could only use his left hand, which was inconvenient. After pushing the window open, there was a lot of dust on his hand.

There was no water in the room yet, but he couldn't even do such a simple action as wiping his hands.

Suddenly, Sun Zheyang reached out his hand and took out a pack of tissues from his trousers pocket, took out one, grabbed Han Chenxin's left hand, and wiped his hands while saying, "You are so clumsy, be careful."

Han Chenxin immediately wanted to pull his hand away, but Sun Zheyang held it tightly. Han Chenxin felt that his wrist was pinched by him, so he couldn't pull it out.

Sun Zheyang casually placed the remaining pack of tissues on the window sill.

"Huh?" Zhao Jia looked at the words "Zhubi Teahouse" printed on the tissue package, and said, "My boyfriend works in this teahouse."

"Really?" Sun Zheyang still couldn't completely wipe Han Chenxin's hands clean, he let go and said to Zhao Jia, "We have been to this teahouse before, who is your boyfriend?"

Han Chenxin's hands turned red from being pinched by Sun Zheyang, and he couldn't help turning his wrist slightly.

Zhao Jia said, "His name is Liang Jing, and he is the manager of the teahouse."

"Oh, Manager Liang," Sun Zheyang said with a smile.

"You guys know each other?" Zhao Jia asked.

Sun Zheyang said: "I know him, maybe he doesn't remember me, I don't go there often, my brother often goes there to play cards."

The topic was inexplicably thrown to Han Chenxin. Although he was a little impatient, Han Chenxin still did not dismantle Sun Zheyang's platform, and he probably guessed the purpose of Sun Zheyang's coming here, so he said, "Yes, Manager Liang has met several times. Once, I heard that something happened to the owner of the restaurant, I wonder if Manager Liang is still there?"

Zhao Jia said, "It's still there," she then lowered her voice, "Have you heard about the proprietress?"

Han Chen nodded heartily, "Yes, I heard."

Zhao Jia said to them: "It seems that she was killed by her boyfriend, and her boyfriend also released him."

Han Chenxin glanced at Sun Zheyang, "I don't know about that, I haven't been there for a long time after the boss' accident."

The topic stopped here, and I went back to the house.

After leaving the real estate, they returned to the sales department. Sun Zheyang acted very hesitant, as if he was interested in the house, but he couldn't make up his mind now.

Finally, Sun Zheyang said to Zhao Jia: "Let's go back and think about it."

Zhao Jia said, "Is it convenient to leave a contact information?"

Sun Zheyang said with a smile: "Of course, I can keep my brother's. There is something wrong with my mobile phone. I will send it to be repaired in two days."

Han Chenxin didn't refuse, and left his name and mobile phone number.

Coming out of the sales department, Han Chenxin said, "Liang Jing's girlfriend?"

Sun Zheyang seemed a little tired, stretched his waist, and then opened the door and said, "Yes, his girlfriend."

Han Chenxin pulled the co-pilot away and sat on it, "Why are you looking for her? Want to find out where Liang Jing was that night?"

"You can try it," Sun Zheyang said, "If Liang Jing is with her, you don't have to think about this person anymore."

"It's been so long, she may not remember it clearly," Han Chenxin said.

Sun Zheyang started the car, "Try it, who can tell."

It was already past lunch time, and Sun Zheyang and Han Chenxin randomly found a small restaurant on the side of the road to have lunch.

After dinner, Sun Zheyang stood by the car and planned to finish smoking a cigarette before leaving. He asked Han Chenxin, "What are your plans for this afternoon?"

Han Chenxin actually has no plans. He wants to go home and take a nap, then get up in the afternoon to surf the Internet, find a barber shop to wash and wash his hair, and then find a way to take a shower at night. This is his complete plan.

Sun Zheyang said, "How about I take you to your parents' place?"

"Huh?" Han Chenxin didn't understand why he had such an idea.

Sun Zheyang said: "I want to borrow your car and find something to do. I may not be able to come back for dinner at night, and no one will care about you then."

Han Chen felt a little puzzled, "It's not like I can't take care of myself."

"Aren't you going?" Sun Zheyang asked.

Han Chenxin said: "I want to go back, you can use the car, I will take care of my own affairs."

Sun Zheyang heard the words, reached out and threw away the cigarette butt, and said, "Alright then, I'll take you back first."

In the afternoon, after Sun Zheyang sent Han Chenxin home, he drove away.

Han Chenxin went back to bed and took a nap, then got up and watched American dramas for a while, seeing that it was almost time, she went out to eat, and then went to a barber shop to wash her hair.

Han Chenxin is very satisfied with this kind of living situation, this is his life, and it feels better not to have to deal with Sun Zheyang.

It's just that when he returned home after washing his hair and planned to take a shower, he still felt that trouble was coming.

It is very troublesome to twist the towel with one hand, but he can barely do it, but taking a bath is still not as comfortable as taking a bath. He feels that he can't bear it anymore, and wants to wrap his arms with plastic wrap, and then take off the shower head to rinse Body.

Han Chenxin took off his clothes and trousers first, then stood in the shower room and carefully wrapped his arms in a thick layer of plastic wrap until he felt that the bandages would not get wet even if he took the water against him. Turned off the shower head and turned on the water.

The feeling of hot water rushing onto her body was very comfortable. Han Chenxin sighed silently, then carefully avoided his right arm and rinsed his body.

Sun Zheyang came back when he was halfway in the shower.

Sun Zheyang walked to the bathroom door, knocked on the door, and said, "Take a shower?"

Han Chenxin was pouring hot water on his face, but he didn't hear Sun Zheyang's voice.

Sun Zheyang only heard the sound of rushing water, but Han Chenxin did not respond to him, so he hesitated for a moment and reached out to twist the door.

He didn't expect that Han Chenxin didn't lock the door, and Han Chenxin was indeed alone and forgot to lock the door because he was used to it.

Although the door of the shower room was closed, Han Chen's heart skipped a beat when he suddenly saw someone open the door through the frosted glass. He subconsciously took a step back, but accidentally slipped and fell to the ground.

He was still holding the shower head in his left hand, but he didn't dare to use his right hand. While sitting heavily on the ground, he kicked the toe of his right foot to the glass door of the shower room. He kicked the toenail over and bled.

Han Chen cried out in pain.

Sun Zheyang thought he was injured, so he opened the door of the shower room and reached out to help him, "Are you okay?"

Han Chen turned pale with heartache, shook his head and said, "It's okay." But it didn't look like he was okay.

Sun Zheyang reached out to turn off the water, then squatted down, hugging his back with one hand, and holding his knees with the other, unexpectedly picked him up.

Han Chenxin immediately struggled and said, "Let me go!"

Sun Zheyang said: "Don't move, rub me with water."

He carried Han Chenxin out of the bathroom, and put him on his bed regardless that he was still wet.

"Are you okay?" Sun Zheyang stood up and asked again.

Han Chen felt that the pain had subsided and shook his head.In fact, it was just a fall on the buttocks and a kick to the toenail. It's really nothing serious, but the pain in the tip of the toe was too severe, and it took a while to get over it.

At this moment, he raised his head, only to notice that Sun Zheyang's gaze had been on the middle of his legs, and Han Chenxin realized that he was not dressed yet, so he immediately stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt on the bed to cover his lower body.

Only then did Sun Zheyang turn his eyes away. He saw the scar on Han Chenxin's leg just now, but he didn't expect that it was still so obvious after more than ten years.

Han Chenxin said, "Why did you barge in without knocking?"

"I knocked and you didn't answer."

Han Chenxin said, "I didn't hear it, can't you knock a few more times?"

Sun Zheyang looked at him and said, "I thought you shouldn't be taking a bath."

Han Chen was stunned for a moment, but Sun Zheyang had already said, "Is there a Band-Aid? Your feet are still bleeding."

Han Chenxin wanted to get up to get the band-aid, but found that he was still naked and couldn't stand up.

Sun Zheyang turned around and said, "Where is it? I'll get it."

Just now he had a hunch that Han Chenxin didn't know how to take a bath, and when he heard the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, he felt strange and couldn't help but have some terrible thoughts, so he knocked on the door and there was no answer, so he opened the door directly. He was too nervous .

Perhaps it was because of Zhu Xiaoyan's death, Sun Zheyang thought while flipping through the drawer.