my ex boyfriend is super sweet

Douhan opened his eyes in a daze, and muttered in a daze, "Begonia..." as if he hadn't woken up from a dream.

A harsh phone call rang suddenly. Douhan touched the head of the bed and squinted his eyes for a long time before he found it. When Douhan answered the phone, he still wanted to go back to sleep. He didn't even intend to open his eyes. Open the phone: "Hello."

The lazy voice is like a cat lazily basking in the sun in spring, revealing an unknowingly seductive and gentle voice, which makes people feel soft in their hearts.

As soon as Jiang Haitang heard it, she knew that Douhan was in a dazed state just after waking up.

"Xiaohan, have you had breakfast? I brought you breakfast." Jiang Haitang's deep voice came, and the tone was filled with endless tenderness, which was captured in those deep eyes.

"I want to drink tofu nao," Dou Han had dreamed of Haitang just now, but when he heard Haitang's voice, he thought it was a high school, and said lazily, "The king of Yonghe at the school gate."

Jiang Haitang was taken aback for a moment, his breathing suddenly became rapid, and he said immediately: "Okay, I'll go buy it right away."

"There are also custard buns and shrimp dumplings."

"Okay." Jiang Haitang's eyes were red, and he ran to the front of the car in a few chaotic steps.

"Are you going to play golf today?" Douhan said suddenly, he didn't know what he remembered, and his voice sounded a little happy.

Jiang Haitang firmly grasped the steering wheel with one hand, the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, Jiang Haitang desperately suppressed his turbulent emotions, and fastened his seat belt, "Do you want to see?"

"Yeah." Douhan's voice was a little ethereal, as if he was about to fall asleep again, "I'll go as soon as you go..."

"Okay." Jiang Haitang held his breath, he was almost 30 years old, but he was in a hurry like a kid.

Douhan seemed to have fallen asleep again, and the phone was still online, but there was no movement on the other side. Jiang Haitang was reluctant to hang up. Hearing Douhan's soft breathing, he drove to Yonghe to buy breakfast.

Douhan fell into a deep sleep, until she was awakened by the voice from the phone again.

"Xiaohan, Hanhan, Xiaodouzi, little pity, Doubao..." Jiang Haitang took the trouble to call by different names over and over again, as if wanting to have a good time.

When Jiang Haitang sent Douhan back yesterday, he only knew that Douhan was in this community, but he didn't know which unit building Douhan was in, so he could only wait downstairs.

Douhan woke up in a daze, this time he really woke up, and saw that the phone was still on the phone, it had been 10 minutes, Douhan was startled, because the caller ID was that he had just replied to Haitang's text message not long ago Although the number was not marked, he remembered it clearly.

When Douhan picked up the phone, she heard Jiang Haitang still saying: "... Poor boy, the sun is drying your ass, why don't you get up?"

Haitang's low voice was very nice, Zeng Douhan was fascinated.

Memories from four to ten minutes ago flooded back in an instant. Douhan held his head and wanted to crawl into the ground, and was really embarrassed to go to grandma's house.

Call you confused!Tell you to sleep late!Call you……

But the habit cannot be formed overnight, it seems to be engraved in the bone, very deep, even after a few years, it is difficult to get rid of.

Haitang was still muttering over there, Douhan gritted his teeth and picked up the phone, "Hello." His tone was flat, without sounding flustered, but in fact his momentum was a bit lacking, and he was gnawing on his fingers nervously.

Haitang paused, losing all confidence just now, "I brought breakfast over here, whichever building you live in, I'll bring it up for you."

"Thank you," Douhan said dryly, "I, I'll go down and get it myself."

Dou Han casually put on some clothes and went downstairs. Haitang was chatting with the security guard, looking very enthusiastic. Seeing Douhan approaching, Jiang Haitang became inexplicably nervous.

"Sorry, I'm sleepy." Douhan pushed down the brim of his hat again, trying to cover his face that hadn't had time to wash, and lowered his head not to look at Haitang, "How much?"

Jiang Haitang froze suddenly, her whole body became pale and weak, her fingers holding the bag curled up and then tightened, she opened her mouth, not knowing what to say, "You, no..."

Douhan took out his phone and opened WeChat to transfer money, and belatedly remembered that he didn't have Haitang's current WeChat. Douhan was about to take back his phone, but Haitang suddenly noticed something and took out his phone immediately.

So the rabbit jumped into the hole by itself.

Douhan's Wechat profile picture is a small bean with tender sprouts. Jiang Haitang stared at the 20 yuan that Douhan transferred in a daze. .

Qi Xinsheng came over and glanced at the phone in Jiang Haitang's hand, and rolled his eyes when he saw the blank chat screen after the money transfer.

After a while, Jiang Haitang hugged the phone and started sending messages, serious as if he was watching a plan, Qi Xinsheng looked at Jiang Haitang as if he was watching a good show while playing Xiaoxiao.

Facing the plentiful breakfast, Douhan ate absent-mindedly, staring at the WeChat chat interface, which kept showing "the other party is typing" and then lost the following text.

Until an hour later when he went to the flower shop, Douhan saw that "the other party is typing" Douhan was about to laugh angrily, this person has changed a lot.

Jiang Haitang was not such a entangled and hesitant person before.

Douhan was angry and helpless, and a little sad.

Erhua secretly said to Dahua: "Boss, what's wrong today? Why are you always looking at your phone, and you don't usually look at your phone, what's going on today? It's so strange."

When Wu Tao called, Douhan was lying on the table and looking out through the glass at a group of high school students chasing each other across the street, laughing and laughing. A teenager was holding a basketball in his hand. He seemed to have just come out of a game. She was still sweating on the bed, and the girl next to her smiled and handed her a bottle of water. The sprouting thoughts in the girl's shy gestures were clearly revealed.

Wu Tao shouted over there: "Who did you call this morning? It's been more than an hour, baby, are you secretly having sex behind my back?"

Douhan laughed, "You're still messing with Tong Le behind my back."

"That can't be done, as long as you open your mouth, you will be my first wife, and Tong Le is just a housekeeper, she... hiss—" Wu Tao's unrestrained voice was beaten into begging for mercy, "Didn't you go to fight me?" Did you play mahjong? Why are you back..."

Listening to the fierce battle between Wu Tao and Ms. Tong Le on the other end of the phone, Dou Han smiled unkindly.

After a while, Tong Le's voice came from over there, and said to Douhan: "Douzi, let me live with you, anyway, it's a lifetime, who will I live with, I'll meet you for afternoon tea this afternoon. "

Dou Han laughed loudly, chatted with Tong Le for a while, and then they made an appointment for afternoon tea without Wu Tao.

The combination of Tong Le and Wu Tao can also be regarded as the result of a family marriage and blind date, but fortunately, the two people are also considered to be compatible with each other, so they can make do with each other, but Ms. Tong Le is pure hedonism, earning money and spending it on her own , don't plan to have children, be free, enjoy life, and go with you in style, which coincides with Wu Tao.

In the words of Ms. Tong Le: "Life is so short, of course you have to reward yourself well. My mother has to live for herself for the rest of her life."

During the days when Douhan was emotionally broken, Wu Tao ran to Douhan's place every day, and Tong Le also took care of him back and forth. It hurts, even though she is the same age as Douhan.

Tong Le came to the flower shop in the afternoon to look for Dou Han. Dou Han specially wrapped a bunch of flowers for Tong Le. The red roses are warm and flamboyant. Tong Le likes it very much. Holding Dou Han's shoulder is a kiss. The fiery red lips imprinted firmly on Dou Han's white and tender face.

Dou Han was taken away by Tong Le's arm. Jiang Haitang was stunned in the car looking at the two people's distant figures.

When Qi Xinsheng received the call, he was clearing the level of Xiaole, when a call came in, his tone was cold as if he wanted to kill someone: "If you can't say a fart, I'll go over and kill you".

"Come out and drink with me." Jiang Haitang said drunkenly on the phone.

Qi Xinsheng saw Jiang Haitang in a bar who was in a mess, his suit jacket was thrown somewhere, and the meticulously buttoned shirt was unbuttoned by the owner at will. The drunken man exuded a dangerous and Sexy hormones, several women around tried to mop, stroked on the man's back, and were rudely thrown away by the man.

Qi Xinsheng gentlemanly and indifferently brushed away Yingying Yanyan who surrounded Jiang Haitang, and then sat in a corner that was not so eye-catching.

Jiang Haitang was very drunk, but Qi Xinsheng knew that this person was still conscious and not completely drunk, Qi Xinsheng asked the bartender for a glass of warm water and handed it to Jiang Haitang, Jiang Haitang said he wanted to drink, Qi Xinsheng said it was wine, and forced him Irrigation, so as not to dehydrate into the hospital.

When Qi Xinsheng dragged someone out, Jiang Haitang said that he was going to the High School Attached to Normal University, Qi Xinsheng said: "You fucking calm down, or I will throw you into the sea."

The taxi driver didn't want to stop when he saw the drunk man, so he waited for a long time before he got there. Jiang Haitang said he was going to vomit halfway through the car within a few minutes, and the driver hurriedly stopped on the side of the street. Qi Xinsheng looked at Jiang Haitang who was holding the trash can, and wanted to leave immediately.

Jiang Haitang felt as if there were countless ants scratching his chest, but there was nothing he could do. The tiny but dense pain spread from all the limbs and bones, and there was no way to relieve it.

Jiang Haitang was sitting on the side of the street like an abandoned dog. Qi Xinsheng saw the two lines of tears on his face, lit a cigarette and drank it, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Haitang seemed to have lost her soul, sitting on the side of the street in a daze, not saying a word, but her face was full of tears, but she didn't seem to notice it at all.

There is a constant flow of traffic, people coming and going, neon signs flashing, and charming singing sounds from afar.

"...the green hills and white clouds are haunted by lovesickness

See through the world of mortals today

The wealthy chariots and horses hurried up the Jinling Tower again

It's hard to stay in love with Huangliang in a dream..."

Qi Xinsheng smoked silently while continuing to play Xiaoxiaole, the finger holding the cigarette was careless, and the gesture of looking at the screen was not serious.