Not just holding together.

The man's Lapel was wide open, one hand on the girl's waist and the other hand on her back.

Due to too much force, the girl leaned forward and almost stuck in his arms.

They seemed to have just separated. Xie Dingyuan's eyes were dark and breathed heavily; Jiang Fuyue has bright lips and crimson cheeks.

What you've done is clear at a glance.

"... you?"

Zhong Ziang felt for a moment that he had not woken up, and what he saw was just a dream.

But one second, two seconds

As time went on, he did not wake up, and the "dream" did not disperse.

So everything is true.

The girl he likes is now held in his arms by his uncle, touching and kissing.

There was still a smile on the corners of their mouths.

Zhong Ziang had never seen his uncle involved with a woman, but for the first time, he took in the girl he liked.

His eyes were hot and his nose was sour. "Are you... In love?"

The young man's eyes were broken and his face was pale. Every word he exported was full of grievances.

Jiang Fuyue looked at his nephews and calmly withdrew from Xie Dingyuan's arms: "didn't you tell him?"

"It's too late to say..." he was smashed.

Xie Dingyuan had expected the worst, but now it all happened.

His eyes moved slightly and looked up at Zhong Ziang: "yes, we are together."

"I wanted to say it the day you came back, but you left in a hurry..."

Zhong Ziang trembled, but his tone was unusually calm: "when did it start?"

Xie Dingyuan: "... The day I came back from F Zhou."

Therefore, Jiang Fuyue chose his uncle after rejecting him, Yi Zhi and Ling Xuan?!

Why?

The boy's eyes showed emptiness.

Is he bad?

Xie Dingyuan came forward: "Zi ang, let's go to the study and talk alone."

"No!" the young man suddenly pulled out the high tone, and his eyes suddenly became sharp. His expression changed from shock to defiance, but it was difficult to hide his deep injury. "There's nothing to talk about. Losing is losing! Don't you comfort!"

Then he turned and ran out of the house.

Xie Dingyuan frowned fiercely. He took out his mobile phone: "one ring, send someone to follow Zhong Ziang... Don't bring it back. Just make sure he's safe..."

Zhong Ziang ran out of the community and stopped a taxi.

Driver: "where to?"

He covered his eyes and choked in his voice: "... Whatever."

The driver looked at him through the mirror and found that he was a lovelorn young man again.

Now these children, at their best, don't want to work hard, but indulge in love and love. Sure enough, they still eat too much and haven't suffered real pain

The driver took him around the riverside for two times. It is said that seeing the sea will make him feel better.

There is no sea near the Huai River, but there is a river.

It's all water anyway. Should the effect be the same?

On the third lap, the driver couldn't help asking, "handsome boy, the meter has jumped to 300. Do you have enough money?"

Zhong Ziang immediately took out his mobile phone: "I don't lack anything, young master."

Uh!

A word "money" stuck in his throat. He was stupid.

No trouser pockets on either side!

Then he took it out and found out about 300 yuan, which was the deposit returned by the Internet cafe boss before.

Two minutes later, Zhong Ziang got off.

Three hundred yuan was given to the driver, and finally there were twenty-three yuan left, which was all he had now.

Go straight along Binjiang Road. The river breeze brings some secluded coolness to midsummer.

The street lights illuminate the whole road very brightly, driving back and forth and wiping out the wind of hunting.

I don't know how long I've been walking, and I don't know which direction I'm going. When Zhong Ziang reacts, he's already standing at the door of the Internet cafe.

Originally, he greeted the boss first and said he wanted to charter the venue. He even paid the deposit, but in the end, the boss lent the venue to his good friend and even paid him three times the deposit.

It's like he met Jiang Fuyue first, and he expressed his intention first, but finally she chose Xie Dingyuan.

Zhong Ziang suddenly felt like a lost dog. The field could not be covered and the girl could not catch up.

In the end, it all became someone else's.

He tightened his mouth, squatted in the corner and looked down at the floor.

It's more like a dog.

The owner of the Internet cafe came out in slippers and big underpants to buy cigarettes. Suddenly, he had a meal under his feet, turned around and walked around the corner.

"... less clock?"

Zhong Ziang ignored him and moved inside, trying to stay away from each other.

The boss couldn't help laughing: "it's really you! I'm sorry about this today. I can't help but give face to my good brother who used to carry a gun together!"

Who knows, Zhong Ziang, who had been silent and depressed alone, stood up and said, "just say a fucking sorry? I came first! Do you know what is first come, first served?! what is integrity management?! do you think what I lost was a charter?"

Boss: "... Otherwise?" what else can you lose?

Zhong Ziang tore his heart and lungs: "what I fucking lost is love -"

The boss tried hard to resist the impulse to shake goose bumps and said tentatively, "you won't be lovelorn?"

Just a few hours?

Zhong Ziang immediately looked like a cat stepped on its tail and blew his hair on the spot: "you are lovelorn! Your whole family is lovelorn!"

Boss: "

"I've never fucking been in love!"

Jiang Fuyue never accepted his confession.

He has always been amorous and deceiving himself and others!

The boss showed sympathy: "look, you're miserable, why don't you come in?"

Zhong Ziang said coldly, "didn't you lend the field to your buddy?"

"Then I'm still the boss. Take a little fun."

"... I have no money."

"Don't worry, I won't charge you."

"That's about the same." Zhong Ziang crossed him and walked in.

Boss: "

"Oh, by the way, are you going to the canteen to buy cigarettes?"

"So?"

"Bring me two boxes of instant noodles." he touched his stomach and hadn't had dinner yet.

Boss: "don't you have no money?"

Zhong Ziang said, "please invite me!"

"..." grass.

Finally, the boss really brought him two barrels of instant noodles with different tastes, an old jar of pickled vegetables, a braised beef, two roast intestines and a packet of spicy strips.

Zhong Ziang sat in a private room specially reserved for him. In front of him, three computers were on, and different game pages were displayed on the screen, "what about boiled water? How to make noodles without water?"

"Hey... I'm kind enough to take you in. You really take yourself as your ancestor?!"

"Didn't you invite me in?"

Boss: "

"If you don't like my game, can I run home? If I don't go home, I can break... Cough... That kind of thing? If I don't break that kind of thing, I can run out and forget my wallet and mobile phone? So -"

Zhong Ziang shouted: "it's all your fault! You should be responsible for my current experience!"

Boss: "?" I really hit a ghost today!

"Hot water, right? OK, wait!"

"Hot water is not enough. It takes boiling water to soak noodles well."

"..." Oh.

Ten minutes later, Zhong Ziang successfully ate instant noodles, fork in one hand and sausage in the other.

After drying the old jar of pickled cabbage, then dry the braised beef, and finally eat: "burp ~ full."

The boss wore a big underpants and sneered at him.

Zhong Ziang: "do you have dental floss?"

Boss: "

Zhong Ziang: "if not, toothpick is OK. Help me get a root."

“……”

After picking his teeth, Zhong Ziang instructed him to throw away the instant noodle box: "the taste is too strong, which is not conducive to keeping the air fresh."

The boss has lost his temper. When he comes back from throwing away the garbage, he sees that Zhong Ziang will speak again. He quickly stops: "you can stop! Ancestors!"

The young man turned his eyes. "Look, I've counselled you. Come here and play together."

Boss: "no, I have to see the shop."

"Fake or not? The fields are all lent out. Look at a Mao's shop! Come here, sit down, log in to your account, you have to play, and you have to play with me if you don't!"

The boss clenched his teeth: "... You're miserable on your own!"

"Fart - it's you who made me so miserable!"

"..." the handsome man was speechless.

The boss could only sit down and accompany him to open the black. During this period, Zhong Ziang was like beating chicken blood. He started to fight when he caught someone and shot his head. It was very bloody!

"No... we don't have a car. Let's go together! Why are you a murderer?"

Zhong Ziang sneered and despised: "do you need an alliance? Just grab the car directly."

Boss: "..." you cow!

After playing two, they all ate chicken. When they were ready to open the third, the front desk came and called.