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For a week in a row, Su Yuhuang didn't wait for Yan Yizhen's call.

This feeling of waiting is undoubtedly tormenting and unbearable, and it is completely inconsistent with his impatient character.

An Ming was sitting on the floor of his room with his newly bought manga in his arms. Soda was rarely bothering him, so he lay down on his lap.It was quite enjoyable at first, but Su Yuhuang just walked around the room without doing anything, his footsteps became heavier and heavier, like a man-eating monster, he couldn't concentrate because of the noise.

"Are you stopping the meeting? Did I come to your house to watch you practice walking at home?" An Ming complained.

"Really, what does he mean?!" Hearing this, Su Yuhuang couldn't hold back the boredom in his heart, and opened his mouth to pour bitter water, "It's been a week, and he really hasn't called me?"

"...You're still bothered about this." An Ming rolled his eyes, "Before you didn't fall in love, I thought you were impotent; now that you're in love, you don't care about anything else at all?"

"You said so much, why didn't he call me?"

"I think your brother is right." An Ming pinned the manga to the ground, stood up and dragged Su Yuhuang to sit on the sofa, and said, "If I don't contact you at all, maybe I really don't like it."

"Are you serious?"

"Seriously? Am I still lying to you?"

Su Yuhuang lowered his head and thought for a moment, and was made even more uneasy by the answer. He took out his mobile phone and said, "Then I'll call him now to find out!"

His voice suddenly became louder, and it was next to An Ming's ear again. An Ming was so frightened that he quickly covered his chest weakly and said, "Don't be surprised, okay?!"

"Hurry up and ask Yan Yizhen for my phone number."

An Ming stretched out his hand, hugged Su Yuhuang's shoulder boldly and said, "I'm serious, I stand with your brother, if he likes you, he will naturally come to you, besides, school starts in a month, What are you in such a hurry for?"

"Is it a month?!" Su Yuhuang shook off his hand irritably, "It's one month and nine days!"

"........."

"Ask for me now, or you won't come to see Soda in the future." He coldly issued an ultimatum, using threats like cat slaves to force An Ming to submit.

Su Da seemed to hear his own name, and really got up from the carpet, walked to Su Yuhuang's legs with graceful catwalks, and rubbed vigorously, as if to say: I only listen to the master!

"...All right, all right." An Ming reluctantly took out his cell phone and dialed out immediately.

It's not that I'm really afraid of Su Yuhuang's threat, but that I know him too well—what he wants to do, even with extraordinary means.

"Yu Kun? Give me Yan Shuai's phone number... oh, ask him for a favor, um, private matter, let me give it to you, eh, okay, I'll treat you to dinner another day."

An Ming hung up the phone, and within five seconds, the phone beeped, and the text message arrived.

"Here, the phone." He handed over the phone directly.

After tapping the screen a few times quickly, Su Yuhuang dialed Yan Yizhen's phone number without thinking.

When the call sounded on the receiver, his heart seemed to be grabbed along with it, and he felt nervous.It's only been a week, but he's going crazy thinking about Yan Yizhen.I can't tell what it is because of the fascination with the other party, but he just likes to stay with Yan Yizhen.

Just being together feels comfortable, like lying in a swimming pool in the warm sun at four o'clock in the afternoon, very comfortable.

"Beep... beep... da." The call only rang twice before the call was hung up.

Su Yuhuang looked at the phone screen in astonishment, speechless.

An Ming leaned over and said, "What? Did you hang up?"

"……Um."

"Fuck? Yan Yi really dares to hang up on your phone?" An Ming couldn't believe it, "It's over, it's over, you're sick."

"Maybe he's busy?"

"I don't think he likes you very much. If you are busy, will you answer Yan Yizhen's call?"

An Ming's words were not without reason.

He didn't notice what Su Yuhong said before the union, when they were together, it was only after the sudden separation that he began to suspect that Yan Yizhen didn't like him that much.

And, most likely, not at all.

"Forget it, you..." "I can't count."

The words were interrupted, An Ming looked at him in astonishment, and guessed in his heart: "Could it be that you..."

"Ah."

"Fuck?! You are finally not a virgin?! Congratulations!!!" An Ming's focus immediately went to a strange place.

"Are you brother?" Su Yuhuang said this out of nowhere.

"...You speak directly."

"Lend me the car."

"...You don't want to look for Yan Yizhen, do you?"

"Borrow or not?"

An Ming looked distressed: "It's okay to lend it to you, but I'm afraid of your brother..."

"Just say I stole it."

"Don't take your brother for a fool." An Ming said, "When your brother sues my parents, maybe my car will be gone."

Although Su Yuhuang was crushed to death by his brother, he still had more say in An Ming's place.After inking with him for more than ten minutes, he finally got the car keys and drove to the school.It was only at this time that he realized that what Su Yuhong said was occasionally true. For example, he was forced to learn to drive and take a driver's license test when he was young, and now he can slip away whenever he wants.

The six-hour drive had worn out Su Yuhuang's patience little by little.At the beginning, he was still excited and nervous thinking that he would see Yan Yizhen soon, but in the end he just wanted to hurry up and hurry up.

It was just after four o'clock in the afternoon when we arrived near University A.Su Yuhuang parked the car downstairs of his house, trotted all the way into the elevator, and couldn't wait to press down to the 24th floor.

The more you wait, the more anxious you feel.The few tens of seconds in the elevator were more difficult than the six-hour drive just now.

The elevator door opened slowly, and Su Yuhuang strode to his door, took a deep breath, and inserted the key into the lock.In fact, he didn't even think about what to say to Yan Yizhen, and he couldn't imagine what kind of expression Yan Yizhen would greet him—no matter what kind, he likes it anyway.

After the door opened, a gust of wind blew over.

The curtains were blown wildly, and there was no one in the house, nor a cat.

Su Yuhuang didn't bother to take off his shoes, and had an ominous premonition churning in his heart.This apartment, which I have lived in for two years, looks so strange at first glance, and there are too many things missing.He hastily opened the door of his room, and the inside had been tidied up; looking at the opposite room, the inside was empty, and everything that belonged to Yan Yizhen had disappeared without a trace.

He walked in in disbelief, opened the closet - just like before Yan Yizhen came, there was nothing.

His clothes were drying outside the balcony, the refrigerator was empty, every trash can was emptied, and new trash bags were carefully placed.

All this clearly shows that Yan Yizhen has moved away.

Because I have been living here, I didn't notice it. It turned out that when I was the only creature left in the apartment, it would become so empty.

Su Yuhuang was too hasty when he came here, and Su Yuhuang forgot a very important thing: Yan Yizhen had to work in a bookstore during the day, so he wouldn't be at home.

Even if he hadn't moved out, he certainly wouldn't be home at four in the afternoon.

There was a bit of emptiness in my head, only a voice kept repeating "go find him".

If there is any misunderstanding, you must explain everything clearly!Men are responsible!

With that in mind, he parked the car downstairs and walked to the bookstore where Yan Yizhen was.

***

Whenever Yan Yizhen is free, she will go crazy and help her colleagues with other tasks.From moving books on the shelves in the warehouse to cleaning the bookstore, he didn't need others to ask for help, and he took the initiative to join in, as if he wanted to work two jobs alone.

"Hey, hey, don't work so hard." Zhang Yan was on the contrary, as long as he could be lazy, he would definitely stand near the cashier and chat with someone.At this moment, he was holding a water glass, pretending to drink water, watching Yan Yizhen pick up the mop and clean up near the front desk.

The business of the bookstore was a bit bleak today, and not many customers came in.Taking advantage of this time, Yan Yizhen polished the tiles at the reception area to shine.

"Let's do it easily." Yan Yizhen said indifferently.

The store manager happened to pass by the door with some things, and saw Zhang Yan leaning against the cashier and loafing. On the other hand, Yan Yizhen, who should have nothing to do at this time, bent over and mopped the floor seriously.

"Zhang Yan's bonus is gone this month." The manager passed by him and said calmly.

"Why……"

"If you continue to be lazy, you can always deduct all your salary." The store manager smiled slightly and continued to work.

Zhang Yan said with a mournful face: "You see you are so diligent, it makes me lazy."

"Then I'll share half of the bonus with you." After mopping the floor, Yan Yizhen put the mop back to its original place, and went back to the cash register to continue standing.

Zhang Yan worked a little harder than him. When he saw others standing up, he immediately looked boneless, and his whole body slumped on Yan Yizhen's back: "Every four o'clock is very painful... I really hope to get off work soon."

"It's almost there." Yan Yizhen took advantage of the situation and wiped the cash register again with a rag, even carefully cleaning the dust in the crevices of the drawers.

"Zhang Yan—" the store manager called out again.

"Here we come!" He immediately bounced off Yan Yizhen, put down the water bottle and walked away.

Yan Yizhen shook his head helplessly, and covered the kettle for him.

Amid Zhang Yan's repeated complaints, he finally got off work.

The two of them walked out of the bookstore together with their respective bags on their backs, chatting casually, and walked towards their current residence.

"Are you eating instant noodles again today?" Yan Yizhen asked.

Zhang Yan shrugged: "What else can I do?"

"...It's not good to eat instant noodles every day." Yan Yizhen said, "There are kitchen utensils at home, do you have an induction cooker?"

That dilapidated little house didn't have a decent kitchen at all, and there was no gas.

Zhang Yan looked up at the sky, desperately recalling it for a while and said, "Yes!"

"Then let's go to the supermarket to buy something, I'll make it for you today." Yan Yizhen said, "It's only ten yuan for a meal for two, it's much better than eating instant noodles."

"Wow - you are an angel, my God, I saw an angel!"

"It's too exaggerated haha."

Not far away, Su Yuhuang followed behind them, clenched his fists, and looked at the backs of the two of them talking and laughing.

Of course he remembered Zhang Yan who used to be alone with Yan Yizhen in his house, and he also believed that the two of them had nothing to do with each other.

Now the two are very close, as if they have known each other for many years. They went to the supermarket together, bought some food, and then arrived at an old house, opened the door, and entered the same room.

Standing at the door, Su Yuhuang suddenly realized that what An Ming had told him was correct.

Yan Yizhen does treat everyone like this, he can treat anyone well, cook for anyone, and manage the house well for anyone.

Not a single point was because he, Su Yuhuang, did it on purpose.

There is nothing necessary to constitute a "like".

He was a little dazed, listening to the voices coming from the extremely poorly soundproof door panel, finally took out his mobile phone and dialed Yan Yizhen's number.

"Wait, I'll take a call."

"Row."

"Uh...forget it."

"Is it inconvenient for me to be here?"

"No, no... Forget it, I don't want to pick it up, so let's do it."

"Oh……"

The phone was hung up again.