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When Zhuang Zihao came out of the kitchen with lemonade, he felt that something was wrong with those two.

Even the whole atmosphere is not quite right.

"Cough...cough cough...cough...what's the matter?"

He coughed lowly and handed the lemonade to Chu Heng, looked at this and then at that, "Here, ancestor."

This guy has been like an ancestor since he stayed at his own house. He needs to serve him in everything, and calls him to mix drinks and juices all day long, which made him addicted.

But... the blah blah every day seems to have added a lot of popularity to the family.

Zhuang Zihao thought, this is probably the reason why he would rather live on the top floor of the restaurant than come back!

It's really... too deserted.

"I don't want to drink anymore."

Chu Xiaoheng didn't answer, blinked his eyes, held the can of Coke in his hand, took a big sip, and smacked his lips: "I still think this tastes better."

"you……"

Zhuang Zihao had no choice but to withdraw his hand, but was cut off halfway.

"I drink."

Cheng Jing took it, eyes half down, and asked inadvertently, "Why do you keep coughing?"

"Well," Zhuang Zihao responded lightly, not knowing at all that he had been sold out by Chu Heng, and explained casually: "It may be because of the recent snowfall and cooling, and some colds."

Cheng Jing paused, turned his head slightly, and took a deep look at Chu Heng beside him.

Sure enough... exactly.

Chu Heng narrowed his eyes and smiled innocently. He leaned over with a Coke and touched Cheng Jing, "Come! Mr. Cheng, Happy New Year!"

I hope the fish will bite the hook tighter, or else his bait will really be wasted.

Cheng Jing reluctantly pulled the corners of his lips, "Happy New Year."

On the other hand, Zhuang Zihao turned his head and glanced at the two of them inexplicably, secretly wondering, when did this Chu Heng... have such a good relationship with Cheng Jing?

What's wrong seems to be that... the two of them seem to be extremely harmonious in the same space.

The house hasn't been this lively for a long time.

Chu Xiaoheng was originally a rambunctious person, and he could keep up with a group of monkeys by himself. Cheng Jing was also a little weirder than usual. He didn't sit for a while and leave like before. Also changed, even though the phone kept ringing, there was no intention of leaving.

How Zhuang Zihao thought was weird.

This strange feeling lasted until the next morning, when he got up to pack up, and when he was about to go out, he found that Chu Heng was gone.

"What about people?"

That guy babbled eight hundred times yesterday, and wanted to accompany him to the hospital, but why was there no one around so early in the morning?

Zhuang Zihao went to his room to take a look. His things were neatly packed, but he didn't take away his personal belongings, so he definitely wouldn't go far away. Maybe... he didn't know what to think of, so he ran out temporarily.

That guy...has always come up with something.

Zhuang Zihao closed the door and couldn't help laughing.

It seemed that he had to go by himself.

"Where are you going?"

In a blink of an eye, he saw Cheng Jing who was fully dressed.

"restaurant."

Zhuang Zihao replied without changing his face, seeing that he was also going out, he asked casually: "Are you going to the company?"

Cheng Jing glanced sideways at the sky outside, smiled slightly, remained calm, and asked without answering: "It's daytime, and the store is closed, what did you go to do?"

"I plan to renovate the store."

Zhuang Zihao changed his shoes and went out, thinking that he happened to be leaving for the company, so he didn't think much of it, and turned around and said, "If you're in a hurry...cough...just go down first."

"Not in a hurry."

Cheng Jing didn't make a sound, and waited on the side without explaining much, but sighed faintly in his heart.

When exactly... did I start to ignore this person slowly?

He seemed to stay where he was all the time, neither hot nor hot, neither salty nor bland, never asking for anything or begging for anything.

Except for... the Rick thing.

Sometimes Cheng Jing felt that besides himself, the only connection between Zhuang Zihao and the world was Chu Heng.

Fortunately, Chu Heng... is considered reliable.

Waiting for the elevator gap, Cheng Jing lowered his eyes and thought, if he could repay this favor, Chu Heng should receive a lot of goods, and it would be enough to keep Chu Heng busy for a long time.

The two got off the parking lot together, during which Zhuang Zihao coughed intermittently. He carefully glanced at Cheng Jing, but saw that the man was a little distracted.

"What's the matter with you? What are you thinking?"

When the elevator opened, Zhuang Zihao raised his hand to block the side, signaling Cheng Jing to go first.

"Ok?"

Cheng Jing came back to his senses, a little dazed, and stepped out with one step, almost missing.

"What the hell are you thinking?"

Zhuang Zihao followed, and couldn't help laughing, "Watch the way."

He drove the car, and before he got in, the people around him took the first step, opened the driver's door, and sat in neatly.

"key--"

Cheng Jing spread his hands.

Zhuang Zihao was stunned, and subconsciously handed over the key, not knowing why, "You... how did you get here? Didn't you drive?"

Cheng Jing closed the car door, lowered the window, "Come up."

Zhuang Zihao was full of doubts.

At the same time, a little uneasiness gradually spread in my heart.

This person...doesn't know anything?

Impossible... This matter is completely confidential. Except for Chu Heng, he didn't say anything about it. Even Chu Heng came back to question him after he noticed the clues from Rick, so he opened his mouth.

Could it be... Rick missed the news?

Along the way, Zhuang Zihao was thinking wildly.

After regaining consciousness, the car had already been driven into the parking lot of the hospital by Cheng Jing.

"Cheng Jing..."

He was slightly taken aback, his face changed, and he turned his head in disbelief.

Cheng Jing parked the car expressionlessly, then turned his head and said lightly: "The people under my command told me that I ran into you twice in the hospital a while ago, Ah Hao, you know my character, Which department do you lead the way to today? Or should I spend a little more time and waste two more days to transfer your case from this hospital. "

The atmosphere in the car suddenly froze.

Zhuang Zihao took a deep breath and chuckled, "What a fuss, get out of the car!"

He opened the car door and stepped down. As soon as he encountered the coolness outside, he couldn't help coughing.

"Cough...cough...cough..."

Cheng Jing strode around and patted him on the back.

"No...cough cough...it's okay."

Zhuang Zihao waved his hand, expressing that he was fine: "It's just a minor operation, if you want to follow, just follow! Besides, I didn't mean to hide it from you, it's not a big deal in the first place, you are usually busy, so what's the use of it?" It's such a surprise."

Cheng Jing nodded, not in the slightest, "Let's go then! I'll follow, and I'll follow you all the way."

He stared fixedly at Zhuang Zihao, biting each word very tightly, as if there was no deep meaning in it.