Han looked up and stared at the overhead spotlight for a while, then changed his shoes and walked into the room.

Nearly a hundred flat living room, empty, at a glance, there is no vitality.

He didn't linger too much in the living room. He went directly to the bedroom and pushed the door open to welcome him. He turned on the light and swept the bedroom quickly. The two meter wide bed was clean and tidy. The pillow on the sofa fell on the ground. There was half water in the glass on the coffee table and a window on the balcony was half open All this is what he looked like when he left home in the afternoon.

Han jingnian frowned slightly and went to the bathroom, then the dressing room, then the second bedroom, study, dining room, kitchen He realized that she had not come home until he had finished shopping around the 300 meter house and every corner.

But Han Zhijin has come back. Why hasn't she come back? Is it on the way?

Han jingnian opened the refrigerator and saw that there were rows of Yakult in it.

This is What's that? She drinks this all the time?

Han jingnian hesitated for a while, took down a bottle of Yakult, slowly opened the seal, sat on the sofa in the living room, drinking while waiting patiently.

A bottle of Yakult is at the bottom. The door is still, without any sign of being opened.

He stared at the door for a while, then went to the restaurant and held a row of Yakult.

When a string of empty bottles were placed in front of him, summer goodnight had not come home. He turned his head and looked at the time on the wall, it was almost two o'clock in the morning

He sat in the living room for a while with a gloomy face, and finally pulled out his cell phone.

Open the address book, find her phone number, he stared at the screen for a while, and finally chose Han Zhijin's phone number and dialed it out.

When the phone rang in seconds, Han Zhijin's feeble voice came: "little uncle, are you here to check the post? I've thought about it on my face. If you don't believe me, you can give me a video phone... "

"And she?" After years of ignoring Han Zhijin's voice, Han asked directly.

"Who is it?" Han Zhijin is confused.

"What do you say?" Han jingnian asked in a cold voice, word by word.

Han Zhijin shivered, "little uncle, don't let me say, what do you want me to say, just tell me directly, I'll give it to you intact..."

After years of impatience, Han Zhijin interrupted his words: "Han Zhijin, who is she? You're back. Why hasn't she come home yet? "

"Oh, you mean auntie," Han Zhijin turned around. "Auntie won't go home tonight. Didn't she tell you?"

In a word, Han jingnian's face was cold as if he could drip water.

Han Zhijin, on the other end of the phone, didn't notice the danger at all, and went on without any desire to survive. "My aunt is with her friends. Do you know her friends? The little aunt is going to stay with her friends tonight. They bought a lot of beer. The little aunt said that she would be the most drinkable baby in Beijing tonight... "

Han jingnian: "..."

Han Zhijin: "little uncle, do you have anything else to do? If it's OK, I can discuss with you. That wall has thought about it. Can we reduce the time a little bit... "

"Twenty hours!"

Han didn't wait for Han Zhijin to finish his words for years, but he lost five words of warning and hung up the phone.