Reborn Petty Citizen

Because he had to move, Zhang Ze went back to the old house to collect his luggage, which were basically clothes, shoes and socks. Every month, P·D will select some of Zhang Ze’s new sizes and deliver them on time. He has a large walk-in closet at home, and there are three rows of clothes hanging in it that cannot be squeezed. Many of them hadn't even worn it. T-shirts, shirts, thin coats, thick coats, knitted sweaters, windbreakers, cotton coats and down jackets, and trousers and shorts of various materials squeezed Du Xingzhi's suit coat into the pitiful gap on one side.However, the other row of tie, cuff buttons, collar clips and watches are in the majority of Du Xingzhi's. Collecting these things is not Zhang Ze's taste at all. Occasionally, he will borrow them from Du Xingzhi when he needs them. He is a little serious about the watches on his wrists. I don't even know.It's also fortunate that he doesn't know the price. If he really knows, it's no wonder he dares to wear it out.

Du Xingzhi folded the coat for him, matched it with a belt of the same color and put it in the suitcase, while Zhang Ze squatted on the side playing with his slippers. He knew nothing about folding clothes.

"My mother probably suspects us. Don't go home recently. I'm busy these days, so I may not have time to see you. Do you remember to answer the phone?"

"Well," Zhang Ze replied absently, "What are you busy with? Is there a lot of work in the company recently?"

Heartless brat.

Du Xingzhi sighed inwardly, reached out to stroke his hairy head, and brought it into his arms to hug him.

Zhang Ze was a little stunned: "...what's the matter?"

Du Xingzhi said in a muffled voice, "Stop talking, you don't need to know what I'm busy with. But every day I call you, you have to answer it. It's best not to go home until after nine or ten o'clock at night if you live alone. Be careful. ?"

Zhang Ze stretched out his hand to push him: "I know, I know..."

"Also!" Du Xingzhi tightened his grip, and squeezed his soft earlobes: "When you go downstairs in a while, remember not to show any reluctance, you know? I'll take you downstairs, let's go Say goodbye to the unit building, you have to go quickly, and you'd better leave me alone."

"What's going on?" Zhang Ze heard something was wrong, raised his head and frowned at him.

Du Xingzhi smiled meaningfully at him: "Do you want to be with me?"

Zhang Ze's ears were a little hot, he groaned and groaned for a long time, then whispered, "That's for sure."

"So I'm also working hard for us to be together, you know? I won't be able to see you for about a month, but we will talk on the phone. If you miss me, just call me and I will find you, do you know?"

Although Zhang Ze still didn't understand why, he nodded after thinking about it.

When Du Xingzhi went downstairs with the big bag, he caught a glimpse of Zhang Suzheng standing on the side of the stairs looking up worriedly.

He sighed, with an obscure look of frustration on his face, stepped aside and waited for Zhang Ze to go downstairs first, before he followed with heavy steps.

Zhang Su was a little flustered. Zhang Ze's sudden decision to move out set off her alarm bells. This should actually be something to be happy about. After all, since Zhang Ze left, there must be something wrong with his relationship with Du Xingzhi.However, while being relieved, she couldn't help but guess the reason why the two broke up.During this period of time, although she was constantly looking for a suitable girl for Du Xingzhi, Du Xingzhi never crossed the threshold.She found out that the relationship between the two of them was not clear, and there was no threat of crying, making trouble, and hanging herself. Their breakup was definitely not because of her.

That's why Zhang Ze misunderstood Du Xingzhi?Or could it be that Du Xingzhi finally couldn't stand Zhang Ze's girlfriend outside?

Who initiated the breakup?what is the reason?Is it easy to get together and get away?

She had countless questions circling in her mind. Looking at the two children who came down one after the other, she opened her mouth several times to speak, but she was unable to speak.

Zhang Ze came down a little apprehensively, took Du Xingzhi's suitcase, looked back at Zhang Su, and stammered, "Auntie...then I'm leaving."

Zhang Su stared at Zhang Ze's face, frowning slightly: "Live alone, you have to take care of yourself." We have been together for too long, even if Zhang Ze and Du Xingzhi have that kind of relationship, even if Zhang Ze is now It is very likely that Du Xingzhi was hurt, but Zhang Su has long regarded him as his family, and he is unwilling, resentful and sad, but he has no resentment.

Zhang Ze nodded, turned to leave, and Du Xingzhi suddenly grabbed his right hand that was holding the box.

Zhang Ze was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that he was in front of Zhang Su. After subconsciously shaking off Du Xingzhi's hand, he gave Du Xingzhi a reproachful look: "Brother Du?"

Seeing this was incredible, Du Xingzhi's face turned paler than when he was upstairs just now, his eyes were full of complicated emotions that he couldn't understand.Du Xingzhi stared deeply at Zhang Ze. His eyes were so explicit that Zhang Ze was too embarrassed to answer them. He could only turn his head to stare at the ground, and then he heard Du Xingzhi's deep and hoarse voice say, "I'll see you off."

Zhang Ze looked at Zhang Su reflexively, and saw that there was no bad expression on the other party's face, so he nodded: "Okay."

Standing at the gate, Zhang Su's eyes fell on Du Xingzhi's lonely back, and his heart throbbed with pain.Just now Du Xingzhi's hesitation to keep him from talking must be because she was present so he didn't dare to be too explicit. She had already guessed that the breakup must have been proposed by Zhang Ze.

This reality made her uneasy for a while, Zhang Ze obviously didn't love Du Xingzhi as much as she thought, but judging by his son's appearance, it was obvious that he loved Zhang Ze to the bottom of his heart.From childhood to adulthood, Zhang Su seldom had time to take care of Du Xingzhi, but she also knew that her son was a stubborn, stubborn and self-respecting person. If he hadn't really loved him so badly, how could he be so reluctant to part after breaking up? keep?In this breakup, he will definitely be seriously injured.

Zhang Su's heart was empty. In fact, wasn't she just looking forward to this result from the beginning?But why did she feel more worried than happy when this day actually came?

In the unit building, Du Xingzhi pulled Zhang Ze to hide in the stairwell, pressed him against the wall and kissed him hard.

His tongue was swollen before he let it go, Zhang Ze was stunned and didn't know where Du Xingzhi's passion came from: "What's wrong?"

"Good job." Du Xingzhi slapped him on the face, suppressing the unbearable reluctance in his heart, his eyes were tender, "Remember what I told you, you have to answer the phone on time, you know? Take care of yourself when I'm not around, I won't go to school recently, I won't see me for a month, can you do well?"

Zhang Ze lowered his head, his gloomy depression surrounded him like the surrounding darkness, and Du Xingzhi's two sentences hooked up the sentimentality that hadn't been seen early in the morning.I haven't seen you for a month...

"I will take good care of myself," how could he not be reluctant?But they are both men, just like he went on a business trip two days ago, Du Xingzhi has his own career and social circle, this is not the first time, nor will it be the last time.

In the end, he just hugged Du Xingzhi and promised in a low voice in the dark: "I will take care of myself, you don't have to worry about me."

Du Xingzhi hugged him, the satisfaction and emptiness in his heart tore him into two completely different people, he kissed the hair on the top of the man in his arms, he was cruel, and let go of Zhang Ze's hand; "Let's go."

Zhang Su didn't dare to go downstairs together, she secretly watched the movement downstairs from the balcony near the unit door.She felt a little puzzled by the fact that the two children hadn't shown up for a long time after they went downstairs, but the doubt was only just born, and Zhang Ze's figure dragging the box slowly stepped out from a blind corner.

Zhang Su froze. For some reason, she hid her figure with a guilty conscience. Then she saw Du Xingzhi following behind Zhang Ze with his hands in his pockets and his head lowered.

The two stopped to say a few words, Zhang Ze shook his head, turned around and dragged the box away without hesitation.Du Xingzhi stretched out a hand after the other party left, and froze there as he wanted to hold the other party. After a few seconds, he slowly retracted and stared at his palm for a while, as if he had lost all his strength. Squat down slowly.

Zhang Su didn't know what she was thinking, her mind was buzzing for a while, she saw Du Xingzhi take out a cigarette that she didn't usually touch from her pocket, and she squatted down and smoked like that, the churning smoke curled up, separated by From such a long distance, she seemed to smell the breath-taking smoke.He squatted silently like this for nearly half an hour, smoked half a pack of cigarettes, wiped his face and stood up.

Seeing him walking towards the door of the unit, Zhang Su quickly tidied up his emotions, bowed his head and returned to the living room.

Du Xingzhi opened the door and entered the house, bringing in a faint smell of cigarettes. The loneliness downstairs has disappeared a lot now, at least Zhang Su saw him as normal.

She couldn't help worrying: "Are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Du Xingzhi was stunned for about three seconds before answering her, with an unprecedented hoarse voice: "No need, Mom, I'm a little tired, I'll go to sleep first."

Zhang Su watched him leave, his nasal cavity was sore, and for some reason, he had the urge to cry.

*******

Zhang's mother feels that something is wrong with Zhang Su these days.

Li Changming has been asking her out for dinner, shopping and drinking tea these days, which has distracted her, but no matter how much she has no time to take care of it, when she goes out and finds Zhang Su sitting in a daze in the living room with no lights on, she is inevitably a little worried .

"Susu? Susu?"

After yelling twice, Zhang Su came back to her senses, and turned her gaze to her blankly. Mother Zhang turned on the light for her worriedly: "Are you tired? Or are you feeling unwell? Do you want to go upstairs to have a rest? No watched TV."

Zhang Su narrowed her eyes slightly stimulated by the strong light, and felt a moment of panic in her heart. She stood up a little bit trying to cover up: "I, I probably didn't sleep well last night. Are you going out? Have fun, Do not worry about me."

Mother Zhang frowned, the hand that opened the door paused, and she let go of the handle to take off the high-heeled shoes she had just put on.

She sat next to Zhang Su, put her arms around her shoulders, and asked her worriedly: "What's the matter? You've been absent-minded recently, and it takes a long time to react to talking to you. Are you not encountering any difficulties? Don't be alone. People carry it."

Zhang Su opened her mouth, and suddenly showed an embarrassed smile. She pushed Zhang Mu: "I'm really fine, maybe it's because I'm old, and I can't concentrate recently. I'm not feeling well, I'll go to the hospital to see , you don’t have to worry. Don’t you want to go out to eat? Go quickly, don’t make people wait for a long time. "

Zhang's mother persuaded her several times with a similar answer. She touched Zhang Su's forehead to make sure she was not sick, and then left home with a heavy heart.The moment the door was locked, Zhang Su's straight spine slumped, her awkward smile became difficult, and her eyes were fixed on the body of the mug on the coffee table. The snow-white wall of the mug was printed with a deceptive pattern of water monsters.

Zhang Ze had been away from home for a few days. These days, Du Xingzhi's condition has been very poor. He just can't concentrate. He is in a daze and unkempt. Zhang Su, who is familiar with his son's cleanliness personality, thinks it is unbelievably decadent.He doesn't even shave his beard now, and locks himself in his room to deal with official documents in the dark, or rushes to the company for a meeting to work, as busy as a spinning top.

Zhang Su knew that he was sad, and used busyness to numb himself.When Du Rusong and Dou Shunjuan's friendship was first discovered by her, she filled her world with problems to deal with for a while, so that she would not think of those heart-wrenching illnesses when she was resting .She couldn't understand Du Xingzhi's current mood.

Zhang Su was completely powerless to deal with his son's torment.She didn't approve of Du Xingzhi and Zhang Ze being together, and for this reason, she found some books about homosexuality after Zhang Ze left.Then she learned that most of this sexual orientation comes from natural genes, it is not a mental illness, and people who like men will never be interested in women for life.

What should I do?

Zhang Su was at a loss. Did she just accept the fact that her son was gay?

There was a sound of footsteps upstairs, Zhang Su shrank as if he had been burned, looked up, and Du Xingzhi slowly came down from upstairs with a stack of folders stuck.

He didn't have a good rest and didn't eat much for a few days. His complexion was astonishingly ugly, the dark circles under his eyes were extremely obvious, and there were dense bloodshot eyes all over his eyes. There was a choking smell of smoke when he walked around.

Zhang Suxin twitched, and couldn't help standing up and taking two steps towards him: "Xingzhi..."

Du Xingzhi seemed to have just discovered her, and paused in a daze, with a forced smile on his face: "Mom, I have something to go to the company. I won't be back for dinner."

"Xingzhi..." Zhang Su felt uncomfortable in his heart, "Don't be so busy with work, huh?"

Du Xingzhi nodded, as if he wanted to say something, but Zhang Su's gaze disappeared immediately when the complicated eyes met his.When Zhang Su thought he was going to pour out his grief, Du Xingzhi quickly walked towards the door: "Mom, you don't have to worry about me. It will be fine in a while."

it will be fine after a while……

Zhang Su let out a long sigh. She has struggled with this emotional injury for more than ten years, how can she not understand that feelings can dissipate overnight?

********

Zhang Ze rolled on the bed.

This new house was bought by Zhang's mother for him and Zhang Ti. In order to make them live comfortably, a lot of money was spent on renovations. Everything in the house is quite different from the old exterior. Now Zhang Ti was not in the country, so he left everything for him to enjoy.

It stands to reason that this is the most normal, but Zhang Ze feels that something is missing no matter what.

The phone at the bedside rang at the right time, Zhang Ze jumped over and answered it instantly, and said cautiously: "Hello?"

Du Xingzhi's voice came from the receiver, it was hoarse than before: "At home?"

Zhang Ze got out of bed, put on slippers, walked slowly to the side of the bed, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and whispered: "Yes, what about you?"

"I'm at the company."

"It's so late, don't be busy with your work and stay up."

Du Xingzhi laughed, and his sleepiness disappeared immediately.During this period of time, his work efficiency was really astonishing, because he deliberately made himself miserable, he only rested for less than eight hours after a few days, and devoted the rest of the time to work, making arrangements with his employees A plan for the next four months.

Besides, as long as he thinks that there will be long-term sweetness behind this short-term hard work, Du Xingzhi's enthusiasm for work will increase infinitely.The power of love is so terrible.

The two talked about each other for nearly half an hour. Zhang Ze told Du Xingzhi to rest earlier, and hung up the phone reluctantly.He sighed, thinking of the warm body beside him in the past, and fell asleep hugging the pillow with some melancholy.

He also naturally finds ways to spend his time.

His factory is preparing to open, and all the equipment for the factory needs to be purchased. Zhang Ze plans to launch semi-finished fried buns in the early stage, and the taste should be as close as possible to the original location of Dushi Shengjian.But everyone knows that raw buns that have been quick-frozen will not be as soft and luscious as fresh buns. All Zhang Ze can do is to improve the taste as much as possible.

Zhao Mingming has experimented with various combinations and combinations to find out the most suitable ratio of dough. After a long time of quick freezing and cooking, the final taste is not bad.

However, as a professional chef, Zhao Mingming's grasp of the heat must be unmatched by ordinary customers who don't know how to cook. What Zhang Ze has to do is to apply his dark cooking skills to experimental products.

The big kitchen was full of people, Zhao Mingming was clenching his fat fists nervously, watching Zhang Ze take out three buns from the plastic bag in the refrigerator freezer.

No need to thaw, place the buns flat in the pan with the pleats facing down, squeeze a little oil, and turn on the fire.

The booming flames jumped up Lao Gao, startling Zhao Mingming, he waved his hands quickly: "It's going to be on fire! It's on fire!"

Zhang Ze slowly turned down the fire: "The customer group we are facing must not be as alert as you. I am trying to get closer to the needs of customers."

After a while, the kung fu pot was already hot, and there was a sizzling sound when it came into contact with the noodles, and a slight aroma wafted away. Zhang Ze looked at the time, opened the mineral water bottle next to it one minute later, and poured it into the pot A small half bottle of water.

"Sprinkle sesame seeds." Zhao Mingming quickly reminded.

Sprinkle sesame seeds on it, cover the pot, turn off the fire, and listen to the muffled sound of water and oil splashing. After 5 minutes, Zhang Ze turns off the fire and lifts the lid.

The strong aroma permeated the area in an instant, Zhang Ze raised his eyebrows, the water in the pot was half dry, and the three fried buns were light yellow in color, and they were chubby in the pot, giving people the illusion of being soft and delicate.

Sesame seeds are scattered everywhere, but he hasn't cooked much, so it's not too weird.Using chopsticks to poke a fried bun and put it on the plate, Zhang Ze took a bite carefully, and the thick spread slowly overflowed from the gap.

Chewing slowly under all the nervous eyes, Zhang Ze closed his eyes for a long time before nodding: "Yes."

Zhao Mingming breathed a sigh of relief, even the fat on his chin loosened, and the volume increased a circle.

Shi Lei came up to poke the second one away and ate it. He nodded: "It's really good, but it's a bit burnt at the bottom. But the boss can fry it like this, and others can control it better."

Zhang Ze glanced at him and didn't care, he was not good at cooking.

"The packaging bag has been designed, right? The exact cooking time must be printed on the back, and it's good to count it in seconds." Zhang Ze wiped his hands, and walked out with Shi Lei while urging, "The weight of the oil bag, you guys Experiment a few more times. It is best to sub-package the sesame seeds after frying. You don’t need too much, a small amount is enough. But just now I found that it is probably related to the temperature. It is difficult for raw sesame seeds to be heated like freshly fried buns. Even, the final taste is not so fragrant."

Shi Lei nodded: "The equipment has been contacted, and the manpower is also being recruited. If everything goes well, the factory will be able to start operation at the end of the month."

Then came the sales link. Zhang Ze targeted the major supermarkets in Beijing. Today’s supermarkets already have refrigerated food cabinets, but the variety of choices is by no means as wide as in the future. Most of them are fish balls and crab sticks. raw materials.Entering the supermarket link is much easier than he imagined, because it is a new product, there is no competition, and the supermarket welcomes them with high hands.

As long as the first shot is fired in Beijing, the factory in Tianjin can be regarded as stable. Cold fresh food is no better than fresh goods. As long as there are transportation channels, Zhang Ze can sell Du's Fried products in the shortest time.However, it is easier said than done. Before that, a lot of preparatory work is naturally necessary.

Advertising is one of them.

"What about the advertisement?"

Shi Lei paused, and said softly: "The poster has been designed, and the billboard has been properly implemented, and the sample for the TV spot will be released next week."

Zhang Ze nodded: "Thank you."

On the streets of Beijing, the bustling roads, the buildings and the walls have all been replaced with new clothes. The new advertisements that are completely different from the previous ones naturally attracted the attention of many people.

The background color of the huge poster is gentle and warm yellow. The popular female star is holding a fat pan-fried bun with a golden background and white skin, and she is about to bite it off.The fried bun was torn.The thick gravy looks especially alluring under the light.Below it is a rectangular packaging bag with wood grain and color. The plaque-shaped pattern is written with four big characters that are exactly the same as those of Du's Shengjian store. A little bit below, three additional characters "cold fresh package" are added.

"what is that?"

"frozen food?"

"Can fried buns be frozen?"

Many people who came into contact with this kind of information for the first time were puzzled. They stopped and stared for a while. Many people felt thirsty because of the dripping thick gravy on the screen, and their stomachs became hungry for no reason.

At the same time, the first batch of cold and fresh fried buns were shipped from the factory's cold storage and entered the self-selection cabinets of major supermarkets.

"What is this?"

The log-colored packaging bag was very conspicuous in the freezer full of fish ball and egg dumplings, and was quickly picked out by a slender hand. The hostess pushed the cart with one hand and looked at it twice: "Du's Fried Fresh Bun? Fried buns?"

The male host leaned over and took a look: "I know this. The big billboard at the entrance of the unit has been advertising for more than ten days. Every time I see that advertisement after work, I feel very hungry, and I don't want to go out to socialize at all. I want to go home and eat the rice you cooked."

The hostess bumped into her husband coquettishly, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

The husband took the packaging bag in her hand: "Hey, don't tell me, I really want to taste this taste. I get hungry when I go to and from get off work. I haven't tasted the taste of fried buns yet. Let's Would you like to buy a bag?"

The hostess was coaxed to be happy, and because making buns and steamed buns was too complicated, she basically didn’t do it, and she didn’t hesitate too much. She looked at the price and said, “It’s quite expensive. But you can buy it if you want to eat it, and I’ll make it for you for breakfast tomorrow morning.” .”

Early the next morning, the male owner hurried into the bathroom wearing his coat: "It's too late, it's too late, I'm going to be late for work. Wife, have you got me something to eat?"

The hostess sat up from the bed, yawned, and said lazily: "Just yesterday's fried buns, it's more convenient, okay?"

"No matter what, give me something to fill my stomach!"

The hostess found the bag of fried buns from the bottom of the freezer, looked at them for a while according to the instructions, and muttered: "Is it delicious? What does frozen buns taste like..."

Opening the packaging bag, two small packages fell out. She picked it up and saw a bag of yellow liquid and a bag of white sesame seeds: "Hey, it's really complete, it's like instant noodles. It's humanized."

It doesn't matter whether it tastes good or not, it has to be done. It seems that the steps are very convenient. She threw the buns into the pot and poured oil. After 1 minute, added some water and sprinkled sesame seeds on it. Covered the pot and went to brush her teeth.

The male host rushed out of the room and shouted while putting on his tie: "Honey! Is everything good!"

The voice of the hostess came from the bathroom: "It is said to be fried for 5 minutes, it is almost done, you can get it yourself!!"

The male host is speechless, why do he have to use these few minutes without wasting a second?What should I do if the buns are burnt?He was a little lost, and when he went to lift the lid of the pot, he made up his mind that if it didn't taste good, he would secretly throw it away halfway.

The white mist diffused through the opened gap, the fire was turned off, and the remaining heat in the pot interacted with the fried buns, still sizzling.

The irresistible aroma lingered on the tip of the nose, and the host was in a trance for a moment. When the fog cleared, there were five shiny fat buns neatly in the country.

When he was hooked by the aroma, his stomach immediately rumbled, and all the concerns he had just now were forgotten. He hastily poked one with his chopsticks and took a bite on the corner.The crispy skin made a crisp "chi", and the sweet and thick soup rolled into the mouth in a second, making him groan when it was hot.

When the hostess came out, the pot was empty, leaving only a little cold oil.

Her face darkened: "This bastard, I ate all five buns, pig?"

Turning her head, she saw a post-it note pasted on the empty refrigerator door.On the paper, a row of words was written in cursive——

——"Honey, I'll go to the supermarket to get that cold fresh bag later, and buy another ten packs back. It's so fucking delicious!"

******

On the same day, the data registered in major supermarkets were sent back to the company.On the first day, supermarkets across Beijing sold a total of [-] bags of fried buns.This figure is almost the same as what Shi Lei expected. Du's fried rice is made with exquisite ingredients, even the oil in the oil bag is branded salad oil, so the price is naturally not low.Although there were various banner advertisements in the early stage, the response after the new product was launched was not very enthusiastic.

Zhang Ze lowered his eyes, stared at the three digits, and took a deep breath: "Wait."

The next day, [-] bags of fried buns were consumed in supermarkets across Beijing.

Things seem to be slowly getting better, but no one is quite sure what direction the situation will take after that.

Everyone is waiting with bated breath, waiting for the first three days to pass, the market's golden week.

On the third day, the consumption of fried buns jumped to [-] bags.

On the fourth day, it fell back a little and became [-] bags.

On the fifth day, five thousand eight hundred bags.

On the sixth day, six thousand bags.

On the seventh day, six thousand bags.

Everyone's hearts fell slowly from mid-air.

There was joy in Zhang Ze's eyes, but he suppressed it on the surface.He threw the submitted report back on the table, stood up, and said to Shi Lei refreshedly: "Participate in the working group of cold fresh bag development, and get double quarterly bonus this month, and Shi Lei, you will get an extra one." Seal the red envelope. During this time, I have worked hard for you."

Shi Lei rubbed his head, not interested in the red envelopes: "If you don't take the red envelopes, can you give me a few days off?"

"What are you doing?"

"Sleep well for a few days."

Zhang Ze rolled his eyes, came out from behind the table, passed him and walked out, waving his hands as he walked: "Go ahead, dream, you still have to watch the advertisement, and after the final review, you will go to the prime time, and you will not find any omissions in it. If you don’t handle this well, you will never sleep well in your life.”

Shi Lei stood in a mess in the wind for a while, and wailed: "Boss, you must be surnamed Zhou, right? Zhou Papi didn't keep the long-term worker from sleeping, can you be more considerate?"

Zhang Ze turned his head and showed him a smile that turned all sentient beings upside down.He was good-looking, and the way he proudly raised the corners of his mouth to meet the gaze made Shi Lei dizzy for a while.After missing the opportunity, he only heard Zhang Zefeng's lingering voice: "My thoughtfulness is not reserved for you."

The person who made Zhang Ze willing to be considerate hadn't had a good meal for two consecutive days.

On the one hand, it was because of bitterness, and on the other hand, he was really busy with work. After reading the inspection report in his hand, Du Xingzhi took off his glasses from the bridge of his nose, and rubbed his eyes wearily.

The door opened with a creak, and the light from outside came in through the gap. Zhang Su stood in the gap with a bowl of steaming noodles in his hand: "Stop, let's eat something before working?"

"Mom? Why are you here?" Du Xingzhi glanced at her, and shook his head with his hands on his forehead, "No need, I don't have much appetite. Mom, don't worry about me, I'll go find something to eat when I'm hungry. Go watch TV." .”

Zhang Su's eyes swept over the ashtray with cigarette butts overflowing from his table, and fell on his face that could clearly see the edges and corners in the darkness.In a month, Du Xingzhi visibly lost weight, his complexion was sallow, and except for drinking coffee and eating a small amount of food, he almost stopped nutritional intake.Every time Zhang Su came to see him, he was working, and it was rare for him to fall asleep on the table when he was so exhausted. Du Xingzhi like this made Zhang Su feel distressed every time he thought about it.

Seeing that Du Xingzhi picked up the cold black coffee and put it into his mouth, Zhang Su finally couldn't help it.

With a cry in her voice, she strode forward and snatched the coffee cup from Du Xingzhi's hand: "Why are you like this? Aren't you just a man?!"