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Han Zhong, who followed Han Chenxin into the small noodle shop, was anxious when he heard Sun Zheyang's words "No", he asked, "Why don't you go?"

Sun Zheyang didn't intend to answer, and put the phone back in his jacket pocket casually.

Han Zhong sat down opposite him and said, "I asked you about your plan, but you didn't say anything. You don't have a place to live yet. What's wrong with going to live with your brother for a few days?"

Han Chenxin turned his head and looked towards the road outside the noodle shop. There were not many cars on this road, and it was the least crowded time in the afternoon. Occasionally, he could see a car roaring past, bringing up dust all over the sky, and circling one after another. It gradually settled down again.

The sky in Chongfeng City always looks gray, and the sun is rarely seen throughout the year. Perhaps it has something to do with the climate. Similarly, the city is not clean. The leaves on both sides of the road are covered with dust. , looks heavy.

The rapid development of a city always requires giving up something and paying some price, regardless of whether the people living in the city are willing to pay the price.

Han Chenxin suddenly noticed that he was distracted, and he came back to find that Han Zhong was still persuading Sun Zheyang.

And Sun Zheyang seemed to be distracted as well, the cigarette in his hand was almost exhausted, and he hadn't seen him take a puff for a long time, but he just held it between his fingers, and looked forward with dull eyes.

"...You have no job, no house, and no money. Where are you going to live? Do you really sleep on the street?" Han Zhong's tone was full of worry, as if he had seen Sun Zheyang lying on the street .

Sun Zheyang seemed a little impatient, he put out the cigarette butt on the table, and said to Han Zhong: "You care about me so much, just take some money out."

He was indeed out of money, with the little money he had, he could not stay in a small hotel with the worst conditions for two days, and he still had to eat.

Han Zhong paused for a moment, and suddenly took out a wad of money from the inner pocket of his clothes. He did bring money today and wanted to give it to Sun Zheyang, but now he changed his mind temporarily. He put 5000 yuan in Handed it to Han Chenxin and said, "Your brother is going to live with you. These are considered living expenses. You should collect them first."

Han Chen was slightly startled and didn't reach out to pick it up.

Han Zhong stood up, put the money into Han Chenxin's hand, and said, "Buy him some clothes and bring him something to eat. Anyway, you keep the money first, and give it to him when necessary."

Han Chenxin looked at the 5000 yuan in his hand, and then at Sun Zheyang.

Sun Zheyang looked at them expressionlessly.

Han Zhong seemed to be a little anxious, after saying these words, he panted lightly, and said to Sun Zheyang: "The money is all for you, if you think you need it, go live with your brother, if you don't need it, go away! "

What kind of family affection is bullshit to them, and now they can only try to use money to keep their son!

Han Chenxin squeezed the money in his hand, and said to Sun Zheyang: "I will accompany you to Zhu Xiaoyan's to pick up your luggage tomorrow morning, and then you can decide whether to find another place to live. It's getting late today, come out tomorrow and make an appointment." It's troublesome to meet, why don't you consider going to my side."

Sun Zheyang's gaze shifted from Han Chenxin's face to the wad of banknotes, and in the end he didn't say anything, acquiescing.

Han Zhong breathed a sigh of relief.

Han Chenxin checked the time and said, "Let's go back first."

It was already 02:30 in the afternoon when I came out of the noodle shop and got on the bus.

Han Zhong and Han Chenxin both asked for leave today and didn't need to go back to work. It was too early to drive back to the city to have dinner at this time, so Han Zhong said that he should go to Han Chenxin's place to have a look.

After Han Chenxin came out to rent the house, Han Zhong never went to see it. Before he moved in, it was Xu Jiayi who came to help Han Chenxin clean up the house.

This was the first time Han Zhong proposed to visit, but it was for his eldest son.

Han Chenxin rented a house in the city center, and the rent was not cheap, so he only rented a small apartment. The kitchen was open, but he didn't cook himself, so there was no oil fume.

There is only one bedroom, and Sun Zheyang can only sleep in the living room when he arrives. Fortunately, there is a sofa bed in the living room, so sleeping on it will not be uncomfortable.

As a single man, Han Chenxin's room was pretty tidy, at least everything was neatly arranged, and all the dirty clothes were thrown in the washing machine.

Han Chenxin asked Han Zhong and Sun Zheyang to sit down on the edge of the sofa, and went to the kitchen to pour them two glasses of water.He doesn't drink tea himself, so there is no tea at home.

Han Zhong was looking at the room and asked, "How do you sleep at night?" He only saw a bedroom and a bed.

Sun Zheyang looked indifferent, leaned back on the sofa, and put one long leg on the coffee table.

Han Chenxin put the water glass on the table, pointed to the sofa under Sun Zheyang's buttocks, "This can be opened, it's a bed."

Because the house is small and the living room is not big, this sofa is right next to the door of the bathroom, which seems inconvenient, but Han Zhong has nothing to criticize, it's better than driving Sun Zheyang outside to live in a hotel, He nodded, and then asked, "Are there pillows and quilts?"

Han Chenxin said, "Wait."

He went back to the room, opened the cabinet to check, and saw that there were still plenty of sheets and pillows, but there were no quilts suitable for the two days.

Coming out of the room, Han Chenxin said, "Just go buy a quilt later."

Han Zhong nodded, "I'll go to dinner with you later, go shopping after dinner, and bring it back for you."

Han Chenxin suddenly felt a little funny. It seemed that Han Zhong still regarded them as the two little boys back then. You must know that they are much taller than Han Zhong now.

But just as Han Zhong finished speaking, the phone rang.

Han Zhong glanced at the incoming call, took his mobile phone to the balcony to answer the call.

Only Han Chenxin and Sun Zheyang were left in the living room. Sun Zheyang reached out to pick up the remote control on the coffee table to turn on the TV, but he pressed it and it didn't turn on.

Han Chenxin walked to the TV cabinet and turned on the power.

Sun Zheyang pressed the power button on the remote control again and turned on the TV.The channel that was turned on was broadcasting news, Sun Zheyang quickly changed the channel, and then switched channels one by one, as if he was not satisfied no matter what he watched.

Han Zhong came back after answering the phone, he waved to Han Chenxin, and Han Chenxin came to talk.

"Your mother called and asked me to accompany her to your uncle's place at night," Han Zhong said softly, as if he was afraid that Sun Zheyang would hear, "I can't have dinner with you."

Han Chenxin nodded lightly. He didn't expect to have dinner with Han Zhong at first.

Han Zhong said: "You should go out to eat with your brother, eat better, don't be afraid to spend money, if you don't have enough money, just tell me."

Han Chenxin couldn't help but glanced at Han Zhong. He could clearly feel Han Zhong's eagerness to make amends.

It's a pity that Sun Zheyang, who was lying on the sofa watching TV at this time, completely turned a blind eye to this.

"Then I'll be leaving first," Han Zhong said. He patted Han Chenxin's arm, walked to the side of the sofa, and said to Sun Zheyang, "I'm leaving early. You and your brother can have dinner tonight."

Sun Zheyang gave him a cold look and said nothing.

Han Zhong still said to himself: "You can live here first, and we can discuss things later."

After finishing speaking, Han Zhong left without letting Han Chenxin see him off, and went to take a taxi by himself.

The two brothers were left in the house, and no one spoke for a while. Sun Zheyang was watching TV on the sofa, and Han Chenxin went to the room to pack things to see if there was anything else he needed to buy tonight.

When Han Chenxin packed up his things and came out, Sun Zheyang fell asleep lying on the sofa with the TV on.

He was tall, and he could only lie on his side on the sofa, with his legs curled up, but it still seemed a bit cramped.He rested his arms next to his cheeks, breathing slowly and evenly, and his chest rose and fell slowly.

Han Chenxin hesitated for a moment, went back to the room and took out a blanket, went to the sofa, folded the blanket in half and put it on Sun Zheyang's body.

However, the moment the blanket touched Sun Zheyang's body, Sun Zheyang suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Han Chenxin's wrist.

Han Chenxin looked at him calmly, and noticed that Sun Zhe and Yang Mingming woke up from a deep sleep, but their eyes were unexpectedly clear at that moment.

Seeing that it was Han Chenxin, Sun Zheyang narrowed his eyes slightly again, and his vision became blurred. He turned over, stretched out his hand to pull the blanket, and soon fell asleep again.

This time, he waited until 05:30 in the afternoon. Seeing that Sun Zheyang was about to fall asleep, Han Chen finally couldn't help pushing him awake and said, "Get up and eat."

Sun Zheyang covered his face with his arms, and sat up after a long silence.

Han Chenxin then repeated: "It's time to eat."

Sun Zheyang said "Hum", turned over and got off the sofa, and walked to the bathroom.He stood by the sink, turned on the faucet, poured cold water on his face with both hands, splashed it a few times, then turned off the water, and wiped the water off his face with one hand down his forehead.

Standing at the door, Han Chenxin happened to be able to see Sun Zheyang's face in the mirror. He stared at the mirror with a gloomy expression in his eyes. She slapped her face.

Han Chenxin didn't have time to stop him. The towel was actually a hand towel.

But Sun Zheyang didn't seem to mind, he wiped his face and neck with a towel, then put it back on, turned around and asked Han Chenxin, "What do you eat?"

Han Chenxin asked him, "What do you want to eat?"

Sun Zheyang tilted his neck, and seemed to be seriously thinking about this issue.

Han Chenxin was also thinking about some better restaurants around.When Han Zhong left, he also reminded him to take Sun Zheyang to eat something good, but this good has a limit, it is impossible for Han Zhong to give him five thousand and eat one or two thousand for a meal.And what to eat depends on Sun Zheyang's preferences in the end.

Sun Zheyang thought for a while and said, "Let's eat hot pot. I haven't eaten it for a long time. I'm hungry."

The meal at noon fills the stomach, and the meal in the evening satisfies the mouth.