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Wen Ling squatted beside the nursery, twisting a leaf full of baby's breath with her fingertips, carefully checking whether there were any pests or spots on it.Wen Ruixue was holding an umbrella in one hand and holding the phone in the other. She read the text on the screen: "Brother, it says that the baby's breath doesn't grow well in summer."

Wen Ling straightened up and gestured [I only have time to take care of it in Xia Tian. 】He stepped into the shop with a shovel and a watering can. Wen Ruixue followed his pace and suggested, "Why don't you plant the flowers in pots?"

Wen Ling's footsteps stopped, he turned his head to look at his sister, with a slightly embarrassed expression, and said, "I, forgot."

Wen Ruixue pointed to the mobile phone on the cashier counter and said, "Someone called you just now."

Wen Ling picked up the phone, read the note on the missed call, put it down indifferently, and sat on the chair to continue watching Ke Yici's law-enhancing program.

"Who is it?" Wen Ruixue asked, "Harassing calls?"

"En." Wen Ling didn't want to say more, he clicked on the tablet screen to play the next episode. In the column "No Small Matter to the Police", the presence of the host is relatively low, and the large-scale case record outlines a scene of all beings, and the post-editing has countless stalks, which is humorous and at the same time achieves the purpose of popularizing the law.Among them, although Ke Yici's sense of presence is low, he is indispensable. His voice is calm and calm, and every time he appears, he plays a key role in connecting the past and the future and sorting out the case.

Wen Ruixue moved a small stool and sat next to Wen Ling to watch the show together. She opened a bag of potato chips and chewed them.

After a while, Wen Ling's phone rang again. He glanced down at the screen of the phone, and hung up decisively. The tablet and phone account were connected, and Wen Ruixue caught his eye.

"Yo." Wen Ruixue was angry, "Brother, your ex-boyfriend is calling."

"..." Wen Ling looked at the screen, suddenly upset.

The phone rang relentlessly. Wen Ling picked up the phone and stepped up the stairs to enter the second floor. After pressing the answer button, a voice that he hadn't heard for more than a month rang out: "Wen Ling, release me from the blacklist!"

Wen Ling didn't speak, and the voice on the phone subdued: "Wen Ling, don't block me, can we talk about it on WeChat?"

Wen Ling said, "No."

"I was wrong, I'm sorry." Chu Zhesong said, "I won't lose my temper with you anymore, just let me out."

Wen Ling said, "No."

"Where are you, I'll go find you." Chu Zhesong insisted, "I apologize in person, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong."

Wen Ling hung up the phone and blocked the number. He turned his head, and Wen Ruixue was standing on the stairs, poking her head. She asked, "How is it?"

Wen Ling passed by Wen Ruixue's side and rubbed her sister's head, then went downstairs to continue watching the law education program, the more she watched, the more impetuous she became.He raised his hand and snapped the tablet down. Wen Ruixue, who was sitting next to him, was taken aback. Wen Ling said, "I'm sorry."

"What are you apologizing for?" Wen Ruixue said understandingly, "What did Chu Zhesong say?"

【He is coming to find me. 】Wen Ling gestured, 【He knows that I basically stay here during the summer vacation. 】

"I remember you said that his family is from Shandong." Wen Ruixue said, "He wouldn't come here from Shandong, would he?"

Wen Ling shook her head: "I don't know, I know."

"Don't worry, I'll call the police if he finds you." Wen Ruixue said, "It happens every time. It's faster to admit a mistake than to make a mistake."

Wen Ling's cell phone rang again, this time it was a video call from Ke Yici, Wen Ling pressed the answer button, and Ke Yici's face appeared on the screen: "I'm off work, what are you doing?"

"Look, shop." Wen Ling said.

Ke Yici stared at Wen Ling on the phone, the young man's emotions were all written on his face, and he asked, "Aren't you happy today?"

"Yeah." Wen Ling said sullenly.

"Why are you unhappy? Tell brother about it." Ke Yici said.

Wen Ling took the phone up to the second floor, sat on the sofa and put the phone on the coffee table, ready to sign with sign language.

Ke Yici said: "I'm driving and it's not convenient to look at the screen. You speak slowly and I will listen."

Wen Ling blinked and said, "Then, go and talk."

"Let's talk now." Ke Yici said, "Anyway, I have nothing to do while driving, so I have time to listen."

"I can speak," Wen Ling said, "I can't speak well."

"It's pretty good now." Ke Yici said, "I like listening to Xiaoyu's speech the most. Tell me about it."

"Just," Wen Ling jumped out word by word with difficulty, "Ex-boyfriend, friend, give me a call."

Ke Yici's tired nerves suddenly recovered, and he asked calmly, "What did you say on the phone?"

"Yes, get back together, maybe." Wen Ling said, "I don't want to."

"Ignore him if you don't want to." Ke Yici said, "Xiaoyu has such a good temper, and he can be offended by him. It must be his problem."

Wen Ling didn't want to dwell too much on past emotional experiences, he said, "What are you eating tonight?"

"I didn't think about it, I want something spicy." Ke Yici glanced at the rearview mirror, turned the steering wheel and turned right, "What do you recommend for Xiaoyu?"

Wen Ling held her cheeks and thought for a while, then said, "It's hot and dry, noodles."

"I want something with soup." Ke Yici said.

"Duck blood," Wen Ling said, "fans."

"I don't need so much soup." Ke Yici said.

Wen Ling noticed the other party's intentional teasing. He stared at Ke Yici on the screen and said clearly, "Don't eat."

Ke Yici smiled sullenly: "What's for dinner, Xiaoyu?"

"Wait for grandma, do it." Wen Ling said, "You didn't, tell me."

"Huh?" Ke Yici looked at the screen.

"You like, like, movies." Wen Ling said, "WeChat."

"Oh, oh, oh, I don't choose." Ke Yici said tentatively, "Romance movies?"

Wen Ling showed an indescribable expression, a little confused and a little shocked, and he said, "Ah, good."

"What's the matter, don't you watch romance movies?" Ke Yici asked.

Wen Ling shook her head: "No."

"Why?" Ke Yi asked.

"No..." Wen Ling swallowed the word "chat" forcefully, and replaced it with less hurtful words, "It's weird."

"It's weird to fall in love?" Ke Yici raised his eyebrows. He drove into the basement, parked in the parking space, took the phone off the holder and held it in his hand, "How do you usually fall in love?"

Wen Ling covered her face, arched her head into her elbows, and refused to answer the question. Ke Yici saw the faintly red tips of her ears.He sighed, looking for something to be unhappy when he was idle, and coaxed in a soft voice: "I don't ask, I don't ask, I actually like to watch all kinds of movies."

Wen Ling looked up: "What about horror movies?"

Ke Yici stopped. He was most afraid of watching horror movies, especially Asian horror movies, which would scare him out of his body.Unexpectedly, Wen Ling, who looks harmless, likes to watch eerie and bloody horror movies. Ke Yici can usually pretend to be cowardly, but when he encounters something he is afraid of, he is unwilling to admit it, so he said: "Okay, I can do it."

Wen Ling said: "Okay." He noticed the environment around Ke Yici. It was not good to get into the elevator from the basement to the home network. Ke Yici probably didn't want to interrupt the call, so he stayed in the car all the time, and Wen Ling waved his hand. ,"I am going to eat."

"I happened to be home too." Ke Yici opened the car door and waved to the phone, "See you tomorrow."

When Wen Ling heard the words [see you tomorrow], she rolled her eyes and hung up the phone. Wen Ruixue's voice sounded from the small shop downstairs: "It's 750 yuan in total. How do you pay?"

Wen Ling stood up abruptly. For a shop that opened at most twice a year, luck came suddenly. Could it be that a new victim has moved nearby?He hurried downstairs and saw a middle-aged man and an old grandfather standing in front of the cash register. The old man laughed when he saw Wen Ling: "Old Wen's little grandson has grown so big?"

Wen Ling looked at the old man's face seriously, but he didn't recognize who it was for a long time.

Seeing that Wen Ling didn't speak, the old man was not annoyed. He shook the plastic bag in his hand and said, "My antique chessboard is missing a piece. I've been looking for it for several years, but I found it in Old Wen's shop. It's fate."

"Grandpa, hello." Wen Ruixue said, "Sorry, my brother can't talk."

"Ah, why can't I talk anymore." The old man looked at Wen Ling, "When you were young, I took you to the park to play on the slide, and you called me Grandpa Yu, remember?"

Wen Ling shook her head.

"Oh, I'm so young, why can't I talk anymore." The old man said regretfully, he picked up an old-fashioned airplane model on the counter, "I'll take this again, my grandson likes airplanes."

Wen Ruixue said: "420 yuan, wipe out zero, four hundred."

Wen Ling stood stiffly where he was. He tried to say thank you several times, but his tongue and throat seemed uncontrollable. He watched the old man and middle-aged man walk out of the shop, unable to utter a sound.