Chosen unlucky guy

When Xin Sui arrived at the police station, He Jingle was still arguing with Han Yuan. The two of them had just been educated by the police in charge of the adjustment. Then I heard Han Yuan spat and scolded: "He Jingle, you have to be ashamed!"

"Yes," He Jingle said tremblingly, with Erlang's legs crossed, because his back was facing the gate, so he didn't see the person who came in, "Tear off the piece of your face and give it to me. I'll hang it on the Go to our door to ward off evil spirits!"

"You...!" Han Yuan was so angry that he suddenly raised his head and saw Xin Sui who was standing in the shadow behind him with a gloomy face. His expression paused for a moment, as if thinking of something, he snorted and said maliciously, "Young Master He , stop scolding, your man is here to pick you up."

"What man..." He Jingle turned his head inexplicably, saw Xin Sui, just about to laugh, but suddenly realized, "Han Yuan, are you fucking dirty!"

Han Yuan probably felt that he could not do the two of them by himself at this moment, so his arrogance was much weaker, and he ignored his yelling, and just leaned on the back of his chair and closed his eyes to rest; He came up and pinched his neck like a kitten, and said with a fluctuating tone: "Isn't it hurting everywhere, why do you still have the strength to swear?"

He Jingle said "Hey", feeling a little ticklish, his neck unconsciously moved forward, and he laughed like a fool: "It hurts, it hurt just now."

"But I don't feel any pain when you come here." He said shyly, "Don't you think it's amazing?"

Xin Sui: "..."

He was no longer surprised by this level of shamelessness, and walked past He Jingle: "You wait for me here, I'll go tell the staff on duty over there and leave."

But this movement of his was caught by the sharp-eyed He Jingle: "Xin Sui, what are you carrying in your hand!"

"Smoothie!" the latter yelled, "It's strawberry smoothie!"

After he finished yelling, he suddenly quieted down, but his eyes were very bright, staring at Xin Sui; in fact, he really wanted to ask one more question: Is it for me?

Young Master He didn't ask, but he had thought through all the possibilities over and over in his mind, not letting go of any absurd conclusions.He thought, could it be that Xin wanted to eat on a whim?Could it be that Xin Sui bought this specially for Won to ease the relationship between the two of them?

It would be too embarrassing if he asked and the answer was not what he wanted.

Even if there is a 90.00% possibility, He Jingle at this time does not dare to ask if it is for me, because people are always like this, the more they want to get it, the more afraid they will not get it; and he happens to be one in a million The unlucky guy, fate doesn't favor him very much, he has known it a long time ago, and he has learned a long time ago that he will never expect anything before he really gets something.

But he watched as Xin Sui's ears turned a little red, and the other's finger hooked the bag moved uncomfortably, and said softly: "Well...but it's a bit melted, I'm going to throw it away, and I'll go out later Can I buy you a drink?"

Yay, it's for him!

"No, no, no." If there was a tail behind him, He Jingle would have been wagging to the sky at this moment, he said, "That's such a waste! Brother Xin Sui, thank you, how do you know that I like strawberry flavor very much!"

Xin Sui's expression suddenly became complicated: "Uh... I guessed."

In fact, it is the most popular item among women, but he thought about it for a while, but he was not ashamed to say it.

He Jingle had already started to eat, and before eating, he specially carried the bag and ran to Han Yuan for a while, and owed it: "Han Yuan, why hasn't your friend who picked you up come yet? Is it because I feel too embarrassed to dare?" Are you here?"

"..."

"Tsk," he pretended to shake his head, "but even if we come, there probably won't be any strawberry ice to eat, hey, what a pity."

Xin Sui and Han Yuan who accidentally listened to each other at the same time: "..."

At this moment, the mental activities of the two were suddenly highly consistent, and at the same time, they couldn't help thinking: Isn't it just a piece of ice, what is there to show off?

Xin Sui suddenly felt that He Jingle was actually a very coaxable little boy. He looked down and saw the two cartoon keychains hanging on the other's bag—even if he was as far away as he was, it could be seen that the quality was very rough , It is estimated that ten yuan can buy eight at the street stall; but according to me, it was specially brought by his sports student friend after returning from a competition in other places. It is a very valuable gift, so it must be taken with you.

There was a gap in the open door, and the hot summer evening wind brought him back to his senses, so he walked over and said, "Okay, let's go."

"Here we come!" He Jingle jumped up in response, walked up to him with a stride of his long legs, and did not forget to ask, "What about the compensation?"

Xin Sui didn't know: "What compensation?"

"Oh, it's that one," He Jingle gestured, "Korean Won burned the carpet in his restaurant, didn't he say how to compensate?"

"No," Xin Sui shook his head honestly, and asked again, "That's why you fought with him?"

Inexplicably, He Jingle didn't want to mention the quarrel with He Hongguang in front of Xin Sui, so he said vaguely: "Well... almost, then I'll ask—"

"He Jingle," Xin Sui called him suddenly, his tone was very serious, and he sounded a little angry, "You have already done everything you should and shouldn't do, and now the result is not bad."

He Jingle was taken aback, and retorted subconsciously: "But because I have done everything well, wouldn't it be hard to know the result?"

But he suddenly heard Xin Sui sigh, looking very tired: "Why do you always have to take care of this kind of thing? Ju Tingping is the same, and the restaurant is also the same now. You will live more comfortably if you don't care about it." , better, isn't it?"

"When I was answering the phone, I heard that the voice from over there was not yours, and said that you were at the police station. At that time, I..." Xin Sui closed his eyes, as if he didn't want to recall, "I thought it was you What happened, you can't even call me by yourself."

He Jingle supported the edge of the table, feeling as if countless fireworks exploded in his mind at the same time, making him dizzy, and he didn't say a word for a long time.

After a while, he apologized softly, "I'm sorry, Xin Sui, to trouble you tonight."

Ke Xinsui's unhappy expression only showed for a moment, like a robot that was set to be handsome when it left the factory, and soon, as if nothing had happened, he smiled at him nonchalantly: "No trouble, It's just my own random thinking... Okay, you go, go back quickly, it's late, we have to find a place to sleep for a while."

"I'm not going," He Jingle said, "You're right, anyway, it doesn't matter if you know the follow-up."

"Xin Sui, are you sleepy?"

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Regarding the keychain, Xin Sui actually asked Ke Wenyao when he got a little more familiar with him: "Where did you buy this keychain?"

The latter replied: "It's in the souvenir venue in xx city. It's very expensive. There are 81 pieces. How about it? Do you think it looks good too!"

Xin Sui: "...um."

He felt that the aesthetics of this sports student was really hopeless. One day when he was chatting with Xiang Kongshan, Xiao Shan smiled charmingly, and took out a similar style from his bag, with a honeyed and proud tone: "Speaking of this , I have it too, and it’s also a couple’s model with Yu Yehao.”

Yu Ye was just watering the flowers. Hearing the sound, he ran over and nodded in agreement: "Yeah, I think it looks pretty too!"

Xin Sui felt that the aesthetics of their group was hopeless.

Of course, when Ke Wenyao went to the competition later and brought him back a new style, he was very happy to use it.