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Citigroup and Zhuang Yao stayed at the small hotel on the street until noon the next day, and some of them worked hard. The purpose of Citigroup is, even if you don’t have anything to lose, we have to keep doing it, unless you can’t get hard , that's another matter.

When he came out of the hotel, Zhuang Yao looked very normal, but it was Citi, with a sore waist and weak legs, and even some dark circles under his eyes. After counting how many times I did it, I exclaimed in surprise: "Oh my god, we did it six times in total?"

Hearing the sound, Zhuang Yao turned around and said with a smile, "It's more than six times?"

"Ah? Did I do the calculation wrong?" Citigroup started to recalculate and repeated the calculation twice before confirming: "I did it seven times, definitely seven times."

Zhuang Yao said helplessly, "Why are you playing this game?"

Citi bared her teeth: "To show your bravery."

"Fuck, you're still brave. My second brother is still in pain, and you've pinched him so hard." Zhuang Yao stopped, waiting for Citi, who was a little slower.

"Oh my god, I can't do it. My back hurts so much that I can't straighten up."

Zhuang Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Are you planning to go back to the Five Elements, or come home with me?"

Citi thought for a while: "Let's go back to the Five Elements, I'm a little afraid to see your mother."

"That's fine, you can take a taxi back, I'll go to Guo Jing's place, I have something to do with him." Zhuang Yao reached out and stopped a taxi for Citi by the side of the road, opened the door and said: "Go up, go back and rest first, Don't rush to work."

Citi got into the car with her mouth curled up, and complained: "I'm afraid Zhang Chi won't let me rest, he's about to catch up with Huang Shiren."

"No, just say that I let you rest, and he will definitely agree." Zhuang Yao closed the car door with a smile and said, "Go back."

"Then I'm leaving."

"Ah."

The car started and went further and further away. Citi sat in the car and looked back. Zhuang Yao stood where he was and did not leave. He also looked in the direction Citi left until no one could see anyone.

Citi is now very beautiful in his heart, beautiful to the point of sweetness, although Zhuang Yao still did not say that he likes him, but none of his behaviors are telling Citi that he likes him.

After Citi returned to the Five Elements, he told Zhang Chi according to what Zhuang Yao taught him, and he also agreed. After taking a day off like this, he started busy work again.

Citi goes to work very hard, takes as many showers as she can, sometimes there are more than 6000 people in a day, and when the wages are paid at the end of the month, Citi goes into the toilet cubicle with the money in her pocket, sits I counted them one by one, and there were more than 6000 yuan. This made Citigroup very happy, and I wondered how to spend the [-] yuan.

Citi did not intend to hand over the money to his mother. He thought, what would he buy Zhuang Yao with the 6000 yuan, clothes?shoe?or smoke?In short, there are too many things I want to buy, and I can't think of them for a while.

Citi rolled up her salary and stuffed it into the pocket of her overalls. When she was about to leave the toilet, she touched the pocket carefully and walked out with a flattering smile.

"Yo, what is Citi laughing at?"

Hua Qi was stunned, and the handsome Pang in front of him was wearing white short sleeves, with some tattoos faintly exposed under the cuff of his left arm. The most eye-catching thing was not his looming tattoos, but the big gold chain on his neck as thick as a little finger.

"What are you looking at?" Pang Shuai raised his hand and waved in front of Citi: "You idiot?"

"You're an idiot." The first thing Citi came to his senses was to curse back.

Pang Shuai smiled disapprovingly, then reached out and handed over a bright red invitation card and said, "Here is an invitation card, I have to trouble you to send it to Zhuang Yao for me."

Citi looked at the big red invitation in his hand, and said reluctantly, "Why don't you send it yourself?"

"Aren't I busy here? Why are there so few brides for weddings?" Pang Shuai raised his eyebrows and laughed, and said again: "I heard that you are getting paid today, are you polite?"

"Go ahead and dream about it, you've been thinking about it since I got paid today?" Citi snatched the invitation and said, "I'll just deliver it for you, but it's up to him whether he will go or not."

"I don't think he doesn't want to come, but you don't let me?" Pang Shuai asked back.

"Hey, you're right, I really don't want to let him go." Citi folded the invitation in half and stuffed it into his pocket, and continued: "He's different now, he doesn't have money to do whatever you like."

Pang Shuai clicked his tongue: "You are so funny, how many times have you been with Zhuang Yao and you think you are his wife?"

"Are you in charge? Let's go." Citi ignored Pang Shuai, and strode back to the bathroom like a shooting star. After changing his clothes, he hurried out of the five-element space.

Pang Shuai's wedding date is set on Children's Day, the temperature in the small town at this time has become very hot, Citi is wearing short-sleeved shorts issued by Wuxing Space and running all the way. It's been almost half a month since we separated last time. If it wasn't for earning more money, Citi would definitely visit him once a week.

Hua Qi came to Zhuang Yao's house with joy, holding a Yellow Crane Tower in his hand, which he bought when he passed by a small shop. When he entered the door, he squeezed the cigarette on his hand and yelled: "Is Zhuang Yao here?"

The door of Zhuang Yao's house was open, and there was a brown curtain hanging on the door, which was being blown by the wind.

It was Zhuang Yao's mother who heard the sound, opened the door curtain and said, "Hey, why is Citi here?"

Citi smiled and said, "I don't have to go to work today, so I came to see him, is he there?"

"No, didn't he tell you?"

Citi was taken aback: "Where did he go?"

"I don't know. Zhuang Yao and Guo Jing left together. They said they went to other places to see business. They have been away for more than ten days." Hua Qi's mother stood at the door and said, "Come in and sit for a while?"

Citi felt pain trembling in her heart, forced out a smile and said, "No." Citi sniffed, suppressing the sore nose and said, "Auntie, didn't Zhuang Yao say when you'll be back?"

"No, I was in a hurry when I left. You still called me to tell me."

"Then give me his phone number, I didn't remember it before."

"Oh, it's useless to tell you. Zhuang Yao said that he will use a new card over there. Otherwise, when he calls back, I'm telling you?"

Citi nodded, and then said a series of numbers: "This is the phone number of my workplace. If Zhuang Yao calls, please let me know."

"Row."

Hua Qi smiled at her: "Then I'll go back first." Hua Qi sniffed, turned and walked out, out of the gate of Zhuang Yao's house, Hua Qi looked down at the cigarette in his hand, the person who wanted to give it was not there Yes, did you throw it away?

Citi didn't throw away the cigarette, but brought it back to the Five Elements Space. At this time, Pang Shuai hadn't left yet, Citi took out the invitation card from his pocket and threw it on the table, saying with a blank expression, "Zhuang Yao has gone to another place."

"Going to another place? Don't tease me, does he not want to come?" Pang Shuai half-jokingly said.

Citi said coldly, "Believe it or not, I'm going back to work."

Pang Shuai picked up the invitation, looked down, and then said to Zhang Chi beside him, "What's wrong with Citi? It's the first time I see him angry."

Zhang Chi thought for a while and said, "Didn't he say that Zhuang Yao went out of town? I reckoned that Zhuang Yao left without telling him."

"Ah... I see." Pang Shuai suddenly realized: "I was abandoned tragically."

Citi heard the last four words Pang Shuai said. He never thought about whether he was abandoned by Zhuang Yao, nor did he want to think about it. After returning to the bathhouse, Citi changed his overalls and sat in the corner alone. He opened the cigarette and smoked it like a gourd.

"Ahem..." Citi doesn't know how to smoke, even if it smokes, it's considered a passerby, and it doesn't feel the slightest, maybe it just wants to use smoking to relieve the pain in my heart?

Citi understands that he can't do anything now, the only thing he can do is wait.

After waiting day by day, when will it be considered a head?He should have discovered that Zhuang Yao was so proactive that day, he probably had a plan already, and that day was just a thought for himself.But Citi didn't want to believe it, so Zhuang Yao just left without saying goodbye.

Citigroup just wants to say four words to itself, heartless.

In the days that followed, Citi would go to the bar once a day to ask if there was any call for me. When he heard the answer from the bar staff, he looked disappointed again. Sometimes I couldn't help scolding Citi, but Citi pretended not to hear it, and went back to the bathroom absent-mindedly.

Citi is still the same Citi, working hard at work, and the rest of the time just sitting on the sofa in the lobby on the second floor watching the performance, but rarely laughing.

"Brother, are you happy at night?" The woman on the stage seduced her.

"Success, my little wife wants to warm the bed for me?" The man teased with a playful smile, and then said: "However, I'm afraid that you won't be able to hold me under the bed. If you can't get up, you My husband has to chop me up with a knife."

"Let's make a small sample, my mother will still be afraid of you?"

"Don't accept it? If you don't accept it, walk..."

"Just walk and walk."

Citi stared blankly at the stage, but all she could think about was where Zhuang Yao would be now. They used to play yellow accents like this, and Zhuang Yao always scolded herself when it was okay, but now...

Citi wiped his face, turned over and lay down on the sofa, and started to think about it again.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing the sound, Citi slowly opened his eyes, and closed them again when he saw it was Zhang Chi: "I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."

Zhang Chi was smoking a cigarette, and said with a smile, "Have you had something on your mind recently?"

"No!" Citi hurriedly said.

"Don't pretend, with your current virtue, let alone me, even the scrubbers in the bathhouse can see it." Zhang Chi took a puff of cigarette, exhaled the smoke and said, "For Zhuang Yao's sake Bar?"

Citi was silent for a while, hummed lightly, then turned her head, resting her face on the pillow, her shoulders twitched and shrugged.

Zhang Chi looked down at Citi, didn't say anything, got up and left.

Citi cried, but didn't make a sound. Tired of crying, he fell asleep, and unknowingly fell asleep until noon the next day. When he woke up, his bones were aching all over. He shook his neck, gaba After thinking for a few times, Citi covered her neck hissingly, cursing in her heart, she has a stiff neck.

"Citigroup..." A person came running from the entrance of the hall. It was the waiter at the bar on the first floor. When the little girl came over, she saw Citi clutching her neck and asked in confusion, "What's wrong with your neck?"

Citi smiled wryly, "I've got a stiff neck."

The little girl curled her lips and said, "I have your call downstairs, answer it quickly, or don't blame me if you hang up."

"My phone?" Citi's eyes suddenly lit up, not as empty as before.

"Yes yes yes, I have your call, hurry up and answer it, so you don't have to ask me every day." As soon as the little girl finished speaking, Citi rushed out

The author has something to say: Oops, I'm still too soft-hearted, I should have made Citigroup wait a little longer, but I'm afraid I'll abuse the judges!So I can only speed up the speed at which the two of them meet, otherwise I guess I will be cursed!Hahaha

Alright, double update is over, see you tomorrow...

PS: Thank you Linxi Watcher for throwing a landmine

Thanks to the cyan wing watchman for throwing a grenade

Thanks to the dream woman, the watchman threw a landmine

Thanks to the desolate watchman in the memory for throwing a landmine

Thank you pea pea watchman for throwing a mine

Thanks to Yvette the chick for dropping a mine