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Miao An was so annoying these two days, Lian Qing called and scolded him every day, and asked him to find Shi Nian to talk to him while scolding, since Lian Qing broke up with Shi Nian, yes, Lian Qing and Shi Nian broke up, Lian Qing and Shi Nian broke up. Qing regretted it, but when people ignored him, he came to harass him.

Then Zhou Xiaoke said that Jiang Huan had also contacted him and asked him if the medical kit was wrong, so he could only make up another nonsense.

And Miaoran, Miaoran said that he was going to give up Lianqing, Miaoan applauded and said good job, and then Miaoran said that he would never fall in love with anyone again.

That doesn't sound right.

Miao'an said that you can't be so absolute, you just failed in your crush, oh, yes, yes, it's not failure, it's you who quit voluntarily, you can find someone else to like you.

"I've lost the ability to love someone else."

There were tears in the corners of Miao Ran's eyes when she said this, Miao An just wanted to slap him.

"When you are young, you will lose this and that. Think about why the movie you acted in was scolded so much."

Last time, the movie that Miao Ran had arranged for Miao Ran was finally released. The box office can't be said to be dismal, it can only be said to be Waterloo.

Everyone on the Internet advises Miaoran to harm singing and dancing and not to harm movies and TV.

"You can work first and then fall in love, or you can fall in love first and then work, you can also not fall in love and work, it's all fine, but don't say what you will never be like, because no one knows what it will be like forever, wonderful However, since you are such an adult, you need to be smarter."

Miao An was so worried about his younger brother, he seemed like a child who would never grow up, or a boy who was always in the rebellious period of youth, only eating and not caring.

"What about you, you are older than me, so you have a brain? Why don't you fall in love? Isn't it because of—"

Miao Ran stopped talking abruptly at this point, the way Miao An looked at him could no longer be described as terrifying.

"I don't fall in love, not because the previous love failed, I don't fall in love, but because I haven't found the right person to fall in love with." When Miao An said these words, she tried to keep her tone as calm as possible, but her eyes betrayed her he.

Sure enough, Miao Ran stopped talking, he lowered his head, got up and ran back to his room.

Clang, clang, clang... The clock struck ten times, and Miao An stood alone in the empty living room, her heart was like a ball of crumpled paper, only to be thrown into the trash can.

He drove out and wandered aimlessly on the streets of Jiangzhou. At this time, Miao An felt that the sports car was really good, and he could open the carport to blow the cold wind in Jiangzhou in December.

Unknowingly, the car still drove to the old town, Miao An sighed, parked the car, and went to the food stall area.

Today I thought there was no urban management, and several restaurants were open. Miao An thought about it and found a restaurant that he had never been to. Although he still missed the barbecue of that restaurant, he didn't want to go today. He was a little afraid of meeting Jiang. Huan, because he was in a bad mood, he was afraid that he wouldn't be able to make jokes when the time came.

Miao An kept walking down, and suddenly found an old man with a load next to it, with big boxes on both sides of the load, and someone was eating steaming food on a small chair and a small table next to it.

When she got closer, Miao An realized that the person sitting there was actually eating wontons.

The picture of the old man is the legendary wonton burden. Miao An has seen it in books before, but has never really seen it in reality.

He and the old man asked for a bowl of wontons. According to the book, they wanted three delicacies. He stood by and watched as the old man opened the drawer and took the wontons and threw them into the hot water pot. Then turn the wontons over twice and they will be cooked. Put them in a bowl, pour hot soup over them, and finally sprinkle some open ocean and coriander.

"Okay, young man, where do you want to eat, I'll bring it to you."

The old man was very polite with a smile on his face, Miao An hurriedly said no, just come by himself, so he took a hot bowl and found a nearby empty seat and sat down.

This place is much smaller than the food stalls in front, so there are fewer tables and chairs. As soon as Miao An sat down, someone came over and asked if they could share a table.

Miao An looked up, it wasn't Jiang Huan.

The wontons are very fresh, and the prawns inside are also big. Apart from being hot, there is nothing wrong with it, but what is the disadvantage of being hot outdoors in December?

Like everyone who eats wontons, Miao An sucks wontons. This is something he was never allowed to do since he was a child, but he is quite happy doing it now.

No wonder it is said that happiness is made.

After eating a whole bowl of wontons, Miao An didn't even have any coriander left. He finally felt better, almost the same as before Miao An stimulated him.

It would be even better if Jiang Huan appeared at this time.

Miao An looked at the man sitting across from her and sucking on wontons.

He is thinner and uglier than Jiang Huan, and there is no barrier patch on his neck.

Ah... I really want to be a pervert.

Miao An returned to his sports car, this time he closed the carport, and then sat lazily on the seat, thinking, the ancients were honest, and keeping warm would surely lead to lust.

He turned on the music and played a song he didn't listen to very much, the lyrics were all sticky, you miss me, I miss you, etc., he looked out of the window boredly, at midnight.

Jiang Huan appeared at this moment.

With his hoodie in his pocket, he walked slowly forward.

The red sports car on the side of the road caught his attention. Almost every man likes cars. A good-looking car and a beautiful car are worthy of their stop.

So when he passed by, he couldn't help but take a look.

After just one glance, Jiang Huan turned around and continued walking forward.

There is a new old man who sells wontons at the food stall. Last time he came to eat, the food was delicious. Today is another day when he didn't go home. Jiang Huan couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so he just came out to eat wontons.

When he came last time, he heard other customers chatting with the old man and knew that the old man would set up a stall until two or three o'clock in the morning, so it's not too late for him to come here at this o'clock.

He ordered a big bowl of wontons, and then sat on a small chair to wait. When he was done, he hurried over and brought them to the table by himself. If he was slower, the old man would help bring the wontons over.

Jiang Huan was not in a hurry. He knew that eating wontons should not be rushed. If you were in a hurry, you would not be able to taste the good taste, so he also ate slowly, tasting each one carefully. He always chewed slowly, trying to remember the contents of the wontons with his tongue. Every taste, and then go home and try to reproduce it.

Jiang Huan is not really fond of cooking, but his family is busy. He has tried his best to make food by himself since high school. He may be considered a bit talented. Everyone says that the food he cooks is delicious, so he has gradually found a little confidence. , more attentive when doing it.

The matcha cookies I made last time, Miao An ate half of a can. Jiang Huan didn't say anything, but he was still very happy.

He made a lot more later on, but no one eats like Miao An, after all, everyone still understands etiquette...

After eating a bowl of wontons, Jiang Huan's body became hot.

He straightened up, took a deep breath, and let it out slowly, let's stop here for today's troubles.

Jiang Huan got into a small mishap today and remembered the size of the guest wrongly. Fortunately, his father found out and corrected it in time, but his mother talked more, and she felt that Jiang Huan was absent-minded.

Once your mother feels that you are absent-minded, she will chatter about all your absent-mindedness, starting from when you don't remember, and talking about all your future time.

Jiang Huan wanted to refute, but he knew that if he refuted, his mother would only say more, and then he would start talking about his illness.

Kang Hwan really had enough.

Doesn't he want to go to school?Does he not want to enter society?Does he want to stay home all the time and make clothes that he doesn't like at all?

When his parents talked about his illness, it was like talking about the clouds in the sky, which were light and floating, as if it was a very indifferent thing.

But Jiang Huan was really scared.

The feeling of completely losing control of pheromones, once you experience it, you will never want to do it again.

Jiang Huan put the hat on his head, got up and walked back. In fact, what he was more afraid of was that his mind would collapse before his body collapsed.

The red sports car on the side of the road was still parked there, and Jiang Huan didn't pay attention to whether there was anyone in it when he looked at it just now, but at this o'clock and this place, there was probably no one in the car.

But when Jiang Huan walked to the parking place, he realized that he had guessed wrong.

Miao An leaned against the car door and looked at him, with the familiar smile on Jiang Huan's face.

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Don't hardworking authors deserve starfish? ? ? ? ? ? ?Kneeling ah ah ah ah ah ~~~

In fact, I wanted to write something about color, but the writing was still crooked.