A bar and club.
Because we won the championship, we're gathering here.
"I didn't expect Lin Wenshu to be here this time. It's quite unexpected." The old devil said with his glass in his hand, he is more mature now that he is a father.
Three thousand lightly a hum, disdain of open mouth: "so what?"? It's not our loser
The old devil had no choice but to smile and look at the innermost person.
He sat there quietly, his black shirt and trousers, as if hiding his whole body in the dark, holding a wine cup in his hand against his knee, slightly drooping his eyes, as if he was in a trance.
"Xinghan, what do you think?" The old devil touched him.
Since LAN Yin broke up with him, Lu Xinghan has changed a lot.
It's not as bright and sunny as before. It's a bit gloomy and cold.
Lu Xinghan raised his eyes slightly, with delicate and perfect facial features and clear outline.
Looked at the old devil a light hook the lower lip, "nothing, just a little tired."
"You'll go back and rest early then." The old devil patted him on the shoulder.
"Fang Zichen, you lied to me again!" There was a roar of autumn trousers.
Fang Zichen laughed: "you want to guess with me. Drink it."
His smile is gentle and his speech is much more gentle than before.
The biggest change between them is Fang Zichen.
Since I had a car accident five years ago, I went abroad to recuperate for two years. After I came back, I feel like I've changed my personality and I don't like to play any more. I feel like a good boy. I'm so gentle that I can't stand it.
At twelve o'clock, everyone went home.
Lu Xinghan and Fang Zichen go together, because they have drunk, so they look for a substitute driver at the door.
Fang Zichen took out a piece of sugar from his pocket and handed it to him
Lu Xinghan side Mou looked at one eye, gently shook his head, and then bent his lips, "when do you like sugar?"
Fang Zichen looked down at a piece of sugar in his palm and put it into his pocket. Looking at the sparse street at night, "I don't know."
He doesn't know.
I just don't know when I started to carry sugar with me. Even when I saw some lovely dolls in the shop, I would stop to collect them.
"Brother Han." Fang Zichen suddenly said, "I always feel empty in my heart, as if I have forgotten something."
Lu Xinghan looked at his confused eyes and patted him on the shoulder. "The car is coming. Let's go."
About the person Fang Zichen forgot, no one told him, because that person That's what I said.
……
Lu Xinghan rented an apartment next to the training base, because his home was too far away, so he lived here.
The house is dark design, turn on the light also has a kind of dark feeling, empty, loneliness instantly wrapped in the heart.
After taking a bath and lying on the bed, Lu Xinghan turned off the light and looked at the ceiling. It took him a long time to close his eyes
Lanyin got home very late. She was tired and climbed onto the sofa.
She rented a nice little house. It's close to the community, and it's convenient for her to go to and from work. The only bad thing is that the hot water here is always good and bad. It's OK in summer, but it's cold in winter. It's almost indescribable.
She was too tired, but she got up, held the computer and sent the news about the sewage discharge of social workers on the construction site to the micro blog. Although she knew that it could not attract much attention, at least she did it without regret.
After that, LAN Yin rushed to bed. She didn't have the strength to take a bath and soon fell asleep
Wake up early in the morning by the alarm clock, LAN Yinqiang gets up sleepy, takes a bath, changes clothes and goes to the community to talk to Li Qinmo.
She doesn't want to go after Lu Xinghan's interview.
PS: in summer vacation, I have nothing to do, and I have another fantasy work "Shangxian, don't run, here comes the apprentice" which can be found in QQ reading bookstore, and other ports haven't been synchronized yet. Change the style for the first time, I don't know if you like it? If you like it, please collect it and leave a message after reading it. I can continue to write it. Slowly, other works have entered the end of the countdown. And "report to the president daddy, Mommy is happy! 》Don't forget to chase them together.