The little girl spent so much effort to shut the door behind her. She was taught a lesson and couldn't help but look at Fu Yuan angrily. She snorted and stood up to leave.
Ji Lang stared at the girl's back and sighed, "Weren't you saying too much just now? I'm still a kid. "
Fu Yuan packed up his stuff and stood up, "Let's go."
Ji Lang caught up, "Are we really not going to have a midnight snack?"
"You are?"
"I'll take it, it's as if you can't afford it."
He got out of the basketball court, drove, and handed Yu An to wait for him at the intersection. His cell phone rang in his pocket, and it was a WeChat message. He opened it.
He pretended he didn't see it as he slipped out of the dialog box and opened up the stock market news that had just popped up. As soon as he opened the page and glanced over it, another notification popped up on the top of the screen.
Do you have time to see her?
He had promised to take a look at her because he did not want to let down her good intentions. He had mentioned it to her many times, and once or twice she still had an excuse to reject it. Too much of it.
Even if the introductions were accurate, it still depended on where they were.
Thinking of this, he opened a message and replied, "Sure, set the time."
The other party agreed and no longer made a sound.
He opened the back door and got in, his eyes focused on the contents of his phone.
"I'm your driver now. Tell me, where can I go to eat?"
Where to eat? The stall where he had eaten with Jiang Wenshu had tasted rather good. He opened his mouth and gave him the address. After saying that, he remembered and asked, "You don't have a problem with that, do you?"
Ji Lang said, "What did he say? Did you eat every day at school? I haven't eaten in a long time, so I'm going to the roadside stall. "
When they arrived, there were already too many seats. The boss borrowed tables and chairs from the neighboring rooms and placed them on the roadside. He first served them a pot of tea, then came over to help them order dishes after he finished working on the table in front of them.
Fu Yuan repeated the process as he had done that day. He handed the menu to Ji Lang, who asked, "How are the lobsters?"
"I don't know."
The boss introduced himself with a smile, "Our little lobster is very famous around here. If you had come even later, you wouldn't have sold it."
Ji Lang ordered a serving and also ordered two bottles of beer. He looked at Jiang Zhengkai with a strange expression and said, "I only remember that little girl Jiang doesn't eat lobsters. Why don't you eat one now?"
Knowing that she was a taboo, he avoided her every time he went out to eat. As time passed, it became a habit.
"Trouble."
He sipped his tea and glanced at the couple at the next table. They had been there the last time he and Jiang Wenshu had met.
There were many people and the food was a little slow. After a while, the dishes were served and the liveliness increased. Ji Lang raised his voice and asked, "Where is Little Ginger staying now?"
"Right here."
"What?"
Fu Yuan pointed at the building in front of them. "Upstairs."
"That's great. Tell her to come down and eat with us."
Fu Yu An didn't say anything and just silently sipped his wine.
Ji Lang took out his cell phone and called Jiang Wangshu.
Jiang Wenshu was already asleep when he heard the phone ringing in his ear. He reached for the phone and answered with narrowed eyes, "Hello?"
"Jiang Jiang, come out for supper."
The voice sounded familiar, and Jiang Wang Shu forced himself to open his eyes to see who the caller was.
Why did Ji Lang suddenly call her?
Jiang Wenshu woke up immediately. "What do you want to eat?"
"We're eating at the roadside stall downstairs." Then he said, "I'll go with Old Fu."
"What are you here for?"
"Come over for supper. Are you asleep?" Come down and have some if you don't sleep. "
"I'm already asleep." She tucked in her blanket, her voice hoarse. "You guys go ahead and eat, I won't go down."
"Oh." Ji Lang shook his head at Fu Yuan, then said into the phone, "Then are you busy tomorrow? Come out and relax tomorrow at the weekend. "
"Tomorrow?" "I'm afraid not tomorrow."
Tomorrow she had a room appointment with the landlord, and it wasn't easy to find one that was similar. If it was suitable, she would start moving.
Ji Lang let out a disappointed "Oh" and changed the time, "Then the day after tomorrow. The day after tomorrow will be fine, right?"
"The day after tomorrow …"
"There can't be anything else, right?"
Jiang Wangshu pursed his lips and thought for a while before saying, "No, I'll go the day after tomorrow. Can I bring a friend with me?"
"Of course you can. Then the day after tomorrow, I'll come and fetch you guys."
She said that she wouldn't be able to fall asleep after hanging up the phone, and her mind was filled with all kinds of thoughts. She kept changing to look at the completely different blueprints, picking them up, the house that she was satisfied with, and the nagging Zhou Rui …
Everything gave her a headache. Her worries only increased, and at first, the courage and determination to face everything alone slowly cracked. She was tired, not just physically, but also mentally.