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The first snowfall in Qingling City was a bit heavy, and after only a while, it was already a thick layer.

After finally getting a taxi, before Zhou Qingluo could report his home address, Song Ling reported another address.

Song Ling: "Go to a place with me first."

The car drove to a single-family villa area, and Song Ling came to a house with ease.

This place is on the outskirts of the city, surrounded by mountains and rivers, not far away is a [-]A scenic spot, the environment is very good, and it is a good place to take care of yourself.

The garage of the house was open, and there were several good cars parked inside. Among them was a red Porsche that Zhou Qingluo was very familiar with. It was the red Porsche that Song Ling had driven before, with the license plate number Ling A00000.

Zhou Qingluo understood that this was where Song Ling lived before.

Zhou Qingluo asked: "Did you live here before?"

Song Ling shook his head: "No, this place was lent to Jiao Zuo as a warehouse before, and he had a project in the scenic spot before, and he wanted to store some things."

Money really willful, warehouses are so expensive.

Zhou Qingluo: "Oh, where did you live before?"

Song Ling: "..." Can I not mention this.

Zhou Qingluo just asked casually, Song Ling didn't answer, and he didn't delve into it any further, and followed him into the house.

The house has just been renovated and is in the final stage. Jiao Zuo and Xiaoci are also there, and they are checking and accepting.

Jiao Zuo was dumbfounded when he saw Song Ling bring Zhou Qingluo in, and then quietly winked at Song Ling.

What happened to Song Ling?How did you take the initiative to expose your whereabouts?Isn't he a poor little guy who was kicked out by the Song family and has no place to live?

Jiao Zuo laughed dryly, and said nonchalantly, "Why are you here? Look at my house, it's well decorated."

Song Ling: "..."

Zhou Qingluo watched Jiao Zuo's performance with great interest, "Mansion."

Xiao Ci looked at Jiao Zuo inexplicably, everyone was acquaintances, why did this thing pretend to be aggressive in front of Zhou Qingluo, this house obviously belonged to Song Ling.

Jiao Zuo: "It's so-so, I'll pack it up another day, and I invite you to be our guests, Xiao Ci, show Qing Luo a tour of our house."

Xiaoci was stunned for two seconds, not knowing what kind of medicine was sold in Jiao Zuo Gourd.

But her boyfriend pretends to be aggressive, and she has to cooperate, after all, family ugliness should not be exposed, "Oh, okay, Qing Luo, come here, I will show you around... Brother Jiao's house."

Zhou Qingluo raised his eyebrows, glanced at Song Ling, and followed Xiaoci to visit.

Song Ling: "..."

Jiao Zuo immediately slipped to Song Ling's side, and said with resentment: "What are you doing, why did you bring him here? Aren't you a homeless little fellow? If he wants to know that you lied to him, you still have to leave the house." ah."

Song Ling: "He already knows."

Jiao Zuo closed his eyes and patted his forehead, so he and Xiao Ci were playing something serious.

Jiao Zuo thought about it, and a not-so-normal thought came to him. He said with a playful smile, "So when will you move out so that I can move in for a few days? I like Qing Luo's house so much."

Song Ling glanced at him indifferently, stretched his neck and shoulders to warm up, "Come and fight."

Jiao Zuo immediately denied it, "It's just a joke, don't take it seriously."

Jiao Zuo didn't dare to fight Song Ling. When he was 12 years old, he was already able to fight three with one, so he didn't dare to fight with him.

Song Ling: "Don't even think about it, Qing Luo wasn't angry, and I wasn't kicked out."

Jiao Zuo: "Really? You've confessed everything, and he's not angry?"

Song Ling: "Of course."

Jiao Zuo: "Including your Daping floor, the coffee shop, you have confessed, and he is not angry?"

Song Ling: "...um."

Jiao Zuo looked up to the sky and sighed: "I also want a wife like Qing Luo!"

As soon as Jiao Zuo finished speaking, Xiao Ci was leading Zhou Qingluo downstairs when he heard a word.

Jiao Zuo's voice was thick and full of resentment, and it sounded particularly sincere.

Jiao Zuo felt like he was struck by lightning.

Song Ling patted him on the shoulder gloatingly, "You won't even have a wife soon."

Jiao Zuo's bad mood urgently needed to be vented, and he couldn't bear it anymore and rushed to Song Ling: "Why the hell are you here?"

Song Ling raised the car key in Yang's hand: "Come and drive."

"If you don't have a car, you can buy it. Why do you drive here?"

"I already have a car, it's a waste to buy it all the time."

"..." Do you know what saving is?

He turned his head towards Zhou Qingluo, "Qingluo, let's go."

As soon as the two walked out the door, they heard Jiao Zuo's humble voice in the dust, "Xiao Ci, listen to me and don't be angry, okay? Look, you are not happy, and God is not happy either. The snow is getting bigger and bigger. It hasn't stopped."

Zhou Qingluo and Song Ling stopped at the same time, and then looked at each other.

After the last [Shut Up Cheats], this time [Unhappy Theory] is very coincidentally similar again.

Zhou Qingluo asked: "I'm curious, did you teach him, or did he teach you?"

Song Ling: "It's just a coincidence, I'm not as humble as him."

Zhou Qingluo: "..." Forget it, let him save some face.

Song Ling's cars were too fancy, so he followed Zhou Qingluo's style and drove away in a black Land Rover.

Zhou Qingluo: "You can drive whichever car you like, don't care about my style."

Song Ling: "Your style is my style, I am willing."

In a snowy day, the expressway was very congested. Song Ling didn't get on the expressway and chose some less popular roads.

It was snowing heavily, a car with a broken tire was parked on the side of the road, and a man was struggling to change the tire.

In the wind and snow, there are very few passing cars. Most of the cars passing this road are going to scenic spots or prisons. The wind and snow are intertwined, and there are few people in the scenic spot. If you go out at such an age and in such a snowy day, it is probably to visit the prison.

Song Ling slowed down slowly, and saw the man's face clearly. He was already an old man, older than Zhou Shoulin.

Song Ling stopped the car.

Zhou Qingluo lowered his head to swipe his phone, didn't pay attention to look out of the window, saw Song Ling stop, "What's wrong?"

Song Ling looked up out of the window.

Zhou Qingluo: "Let's go down and help him."

Song Ling: "It's too cold, you're inside, I'll just go down."

After Song Ling finished speaking, he unbuckled his seat belt and prepared to get out of the car.

Zhou Qingluo: "Wait."

Zhou Qingluo untied his scarf and wrapped it around him, "Button the coat."

Song Ling complained in a low voice that it was ugly to button up, and at the same time buttoned both breasts of the coat.

"Wait for me, I'll be back in a while."

Zhou Qingluo looked at some people in the rearview mirror, striding towards the old man, and even fiddled with the scarf several times during the process.

The person who has always been indifferent and gloomy has finally begun to learn to help others.

Xiaoman, the smartest and most sensible person in the Welfare Institute, should be like this when he grows up.

After a while, Song Ling got into the car with a dark face, and brought a man with him.

The man was about 60 years old, sitting in the back seat, shivering from the cold.

Zhou Qingluo asked, "What's wrong?"

"His spare tire is also broken."

Zhou Qingluo: "..."

The man smiled cautiously, "I'm sorry, young man, I didn't know the spare tire was broken, and it made your hard work a waste of time."

Song Ling didn't reply, backed up to his car, took out the hook from the trunk and started towing the car.

The old man was kind and kind, and thanked him non-stop.

Zhou Qingluo: "Master, why are you running outside in such a cold day?"

"Oh, I went to do something."

"If there is any important matter, let the young people do it. It's snowing so much, it's not convenient to come out and encounter something. Fortunately, my man..."

"Friend" didn't come out of his mouth, Zhou Qingluo stopped the car in time, and changed his words, "Fortunately, my brother has good eyes and a kind heart. If I see it, I will help you, otherwise it would be inconvenient for you."

The old man froze for a moment, then smiled and thanked, "Yes, thank you."

Song Ling's mouth turned up when he heard Zhou Qingluo's rainbow fart.

There was still a long way to go to the 4S store. The old man of this age was more or less familiar, and Zhou Qingluo was also easy-going, so the two chatted.

"Young man, what's your name?"

"My name is Zhou Qingluo, and his name is Song Ling."

The old man was startled, and subconsciously repeated: "Song Ling?"

"Yes, Song Ling. My brother's name is Song Ling. Doesn't his name sound nice?"

The corners of some people who were driving were coaxed up by him.

The old man agreed, "It sounds nice, and it sounds familiar. You two are brothers, why don't you have the same surname."

Zhou Qingluo: "Oh, one of us takes my dad's surname and the other takes my mother's surname. I take my dad's surname, Zhou, and he takes my mother's surname, Song."

The old man: "Coincidentally, my surname is also Zhou."

Zhou Qingluo: "It's a coincidence, Uncle Zhou, what's your child's name?"

The smile on the old man's face froze, he sighed and waved his hands, "It doesn't matter if you don't mention him, if I have such good sons as you two, I would wake up laughing from my dreams."

Zhou Qingluo smiled triumphantly: "That's not true, especially my brother, who is good-looking, smart, and excellent. He has inherited good genes from his mother."

The old man was very amused by him, and the gloom of the car breaking down disappeared.

Song Ling never expected that he would be treated like this after doing a good deed.

After the car was delivered to the 4S store, he took the initiative to ask Uncle Zhou: "Where is your home? Take you home."

Uncle Zhou waved his hand, "No need, no need, it's already a lot of trouble for you, I'll take a taxi back by myself."

The car mechanic at the 4S shop: "It's not easy to drive the car in this weather. Old comrade, let your child pick you up."

Uncle Zhou's face froze again.

Zhou Qingluo was very strange, as long as his child was mentioned, Uncle Zhou had a strange expression, as if he had been poked in some sore spot.

Zhou Qingluo: "Let's go, I'll give you a ride. It's not easy to take a taxi. The 4S shop is about to close. How long do you have to wait outside?"

Uncle Zhou's eyes were a little red, "I met a good person today, so please help me run again, but I'm not going home, but going to a friend, you can give me another ride."

Who would have thought that the friend Uncle Zhou mentioned was actually Zhou Shoulin.

As soon as the two old guys met, they chatted happily.

It turned out that Zhou Shoulin was busy preparing for the opening of the new store, and planned to open it after the new year was warmer.

He plans to invite some middle-aged and elderly people who are about his age but are still struggling due to early layoffs to work as employees in the store to make their lives better.

This Uncle Zhou is one of them.

Now there are several middle-aged and elderly people at home, and they are having a meeting in the living room to discuss.

Uncle Zhou is not in short supply, and his life is not bad.

But it is said that the son is a person who does great things, but he went to prison, his daughter-in-law took his grandson abroad, and his wife passed away early, so he didn't want to go far away with his daughter-in-law and grandson, so he was alone.

When I was young, I opened a restaurant to support my family. After my son was successful, the restaurant was handed over to others.

Last time he found a takeaway list of Master Zhou's bento in his son's briefcase, so he ordered a bento, unexpectedly it was not bad.

After coming and going, I found Zhou Shoulin here. I heard that Zhou Shoulin was going to open a restaurant and recruit middle-aged and elderly people who had been laid off in the early years as employees. I was moved by his kindness. Anyway, I was idle, so I wanted to help out. , Give Zhou Shoulin some advice.

Uncle Zhou: "Brother Zhou, your family are all good people."

Zhou Shoulin: "It's easy to do, you have rich experience in running a restaurant, and I have a solid foundation in my heart if I can invite you to help make suggestions."

The middle-aged and elderly people were having a meeting, and Zhou Shoulin drove people out: "Xiao Song, Qing Luo, you have nothing to do, just go out for a stroll and have fun, and come back later."

Song Ling: "..."

Zhou Qingluo: "..." Who would have thought that it would be a wise move for him to invite Jiang Shiyan to dinner.

Song Ling who had nowhere to go: "Please take me, I will be your driver."

When Zhou Qingluo came to Nuoyi Steakhouse with the cake, it was [-]:[-], and Jiang Shiyan hadn't come yet.

Song Ling parked the car on the side of the road, just in time to see Zhou Qingluo's position through the glass window.

Song Ling didn't know why Zhou Qingluo asked Jiang Shiyan to ask him out, but it didn't mean that he learned from Jiang Shiyan and understood his hobbies as he said.

For the first time, Song Ling felt that he needed to ask Jiao Zuo for help.

Song Ling called Jiao Zuo, Jiao Zuo had just coaxed Xiao Ci, the two were like glue, ready to hit a home run, Jiao Zuo hung up Song Ling's phone.

Song Ling hit again.

Jiao Zuo couldn't figure it out, this was obviously a meal time, Song Ling had something very important to do, why did he have to call at this time!

Xiaoci pushed him away, "Go ahead and answer the phone."

So Jiao Zuo held the gun and said angrily, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Song Ling: "Are you running? So panting?"

Jiao Zuo: "You have something to say."

Song Ling: "Zhou Qingluo invited Jiang Shiyan to dinner."

Jiao Zuo: "Eat as soon as you eat, have a meal..."

Jiao Zuo suddenly sat up from the bed, "What? Who invited whom to dinner?"

Song Ling didn't say it a second time.

Jiao Zuo approved a bed sheet and went to the bathroom to make a phone call, "Now that your boyfriend is asking his ex-boyfriend out for dinner, you still calmly call me?"

"so what should I do?"

"It's nothing more than two situations. One is that two people join forces to tear you down, and the other is that two people tear you apart. Now that your boyfriend goes back to tear you up again, are you tired of living a good life? Hurry up and stop it, and call me to ruin my good business." .”

"What's wrong with you?"

"You don't understand the normal operation after the quarrel?"

The other end was silent for a while, Jiao Zuo probably understood.

He sighed, "You're still too innocent, I teach you, if you can't fight, then fuck it."

"..."

Song Ling hung up the phone dumbfounded, and subconsciously glanced at Zhou Qingluo in the restaurant.

Zhou Qingluo was looking at his mobile phone quietly. He was wearing a gray coat over a white turtleneck sweater. He was so clean that the little girls passing by couldn't help but look at him.

He felt that Jiao Zuo was right.

As if feeling his gaze, Zhou Qingluo raised his head, looked at the black Land Rover parked outside the window, curled his lips and lowered his hair to hear the news.

After a while, Song Ling's cell phone rang.

[Xiang Qianjin]: What are you doing?

[Qian]: I was thinking about how to quarrel with you for a while.

[Xiang Qianjin]: ...?

[Qian]: After the quarrel, I kiss you crazily.

[Xiang Qianjin]: ...Why did you change your nickname?Wasn't it a little 0 before?

【Qian】: Because I have.

[Qian]: That's not a small zero, it's a period.

Zhou Qingluo lifted the collar of his sweater to cover his mouth, his shoulders trembling slightly.

While he was teasing Song Ling, Jiang Shiyan came.

Zhou Qingluo put away the phone and motioned him to sit down.

When Jiang Shiyan saw the matcha mousse cake on the table, he was stunned for a moment, and then he looked delighted, "Did Ah Ling buy it?"

Zhou Qingluo laughed, "Song Ling didn't come, it's just the two of us here, let's stop acting, I bought it, it's the treasure of the only cake shop."

Jiang Shiyan stopped pretending, and put on a cold expression: "What do you want me to do? Could it be that you really want to ask a question?"

Zhou Qingluo went straight to the point: "I came here this time for a friend. She asked me if she could be merciful if Song Ling punished you in the future."

Jiang Shiyan laughed disdainfully as if he had heard a big joke: "I have been in love with Ah Ling for so many years, do I need you to intercede for me?"

Zhou Qingluo ignored his arrogance, looked at him calmly, and raised the corner of his mouth, "Why don't you say, Song Ling won't punish you?"

Jiang Shiyan was startled.

"Or you also expected that if you keep doing this, one day Song Ling will punish you, just like Fang Heng."

Jiang Shiyan froze on the spot, he didn't expect that he fell into Zhou Qingluo's pit.

He bit the bullet and said, "A Ling wouldn't treat me like that."

Zhou Qingluo pressed on step by step, "Isn't it? You plagiarized the matter of hiring gunmen to buy sailors, who broke it?"

Jiang Shiyan squeezed the hem of his clothes tightly, and immediately blushed, unable to utter a word, and said after a long while: "So you are showing off as a winner now? It only took half a year to put me in the Are you proud that the place in Ah Ling's heart has been wiped clean?"

Zhou Qing Luoyun was calm and breezy: "Don't get excited, drink some water to calm down."

Zhou Qingluo said, poured Jiang Shiyan a glass of water and handed it to him.

"You have been with Song Ling for more than ten years, and the only time you treated him sincerely was when you were 13 years old. Take him out of the swimming pool when you were ten years old. That's all, Song Ling has been thinking about it for so long. "

Jiang Shiyan: "You don't understand anything, what qualifications do you have to comment on our affairs?"

Zhou Qingluo: "It's nothing more than Song Jinyi blackmailing you."

Jiang Shiyan was startled, and looked at Zhou Qingluo in astonishment.

"Do you think the Song family is still Song Ling's opponent?"

Jiang Shiyan remained silent.

Zhou Qingluo: "Song Ling is smart and talented. He was supposed to shine and be respected and loved by everyone, but you almost broke his nerves. He broke down. Do you think you have a good life?"

Jiang Shiyan stood up coldly, "If you are here to teach today, then save yourself, I don't have time to accompany you here to pretend."

Zhou Qingluo also stood up and stared into his eyes, "I don't care what your purpose of coming back this time is, if you want to destroy the relationship between me and Song Ling, then I can play with you, but if you want to be like before, Hurt Song Ling, absolutely not."

Jiang Shiyan suddenly laughed, "Do you think of yourself as the savior? Do you think anyone can be saved? Do you think of yourself too noblely?"

Zhou Qingluo shook his head and sighed, put the matcha mousse cake in front of Jiang Shiyan, and gave him another package of ingredients.

There will always be such people, as long as someone does something good, it must be said that the person is the Holy Father and the Holy Mother.

It's like I've never seen a good person.

"To help you sort out the years that Cui Zi has cut through thorns for you, let you see how hard the fans who like you work."

Jiang Shiyan suddenly remembered that on the night when the plagiarism was exposed, Cui Zi kept calling him, telling him not to run away and come out to apologize. She would always stand by him and be his die-hard fan, hoping that he would continue to love painting and painting. Produce more and better works.

After the incident subsided, when he called again, Cui Zi was no longer calm and encouraged him.

"You once bought a piece of matcha mousse cake and helped the only cake shop. Cui Zi has been reading it until now."

"You used to be a warm person, why did you become like this?"

"Whether it's Song Ling or Cui Zi, they don't want you to end badly."

"There are no more bad people than good people. What are you afraid of?"

Jiang Shiyan stared at the cake in silence for a while, then held the cake and smiled coldly, "You are really self-righteous, standing on the commanding heights of morality, do you really think you are a god?"

Zhou Qingluo looked him up and down, his patience was really worn out by Jiang Shiyan.

Zhou Qingluo snorted, "If it wasn't for my friend, to be honest, I wouldn't bother to care about you. It's like a mooncake stuffed with green tea and white lotus seed paste. The tea isn't enough tea, and the lotus isn't enough lotus. It doesn't work anywhere. I just What you said, do you like to listen to it or not? If you want to hear more of Song Ling's sarcasm, you press up hard. It just so happens that I also like acting, and Song Ling is also willing to watch me jealous. If you don't mind, let us The alcohol lamp that warms up feelings, come on, burn yourself, and warm us."

"..."