Love, Expired - Chapter 79

In December, there was a heavy snowfall in City A, with snow falling across the sky. I do not know which child, three snow dolls were piled on the lawn of the community, three of them.

The floor was heated at home, Zhou Hao looked at the balcony with cotton slippers, and the three dolls became three little spots. Coffee is brewing in the coffee machine, and the fragrance is emitted from the inside and out. Jiang Yuxi wears an apron and prepares breakfast for two in the kitchen.

Zhou Hao stretched his waist. The days were so comfortable. The whole man was lazy, as if soaked in warm cotton wool.

“Wait for your annual vacation, I’ll take you to Zurich to watch the snow.” Jiang Yuxi grabbed the lunatic from behind, exhaling the warm breath against his ear.

Zhou Hao turned his face slightly, raised his eyebrow and smiled, “Where isn’t snow like this? Why go all the way to Zurich?”

“I’ve been there once when I was young, and I want to take you there.”

Zhou Hao said quickly, “Okay, I’ll go if you pay.”

“That’s all right, let’s go after the New Year.”

Zhou Hao opened the balcony window during the day and forgot to close it at night. The water pipe was frozen and cracked at night and sprayed water out.

At first, the two were unconscious. When Zhou Hao went to the bathroom at night, he heard movement. At this time, the water had penetrated the sliding door slit into the living room, and a layer of water was stored on the floor.

Zhou Hao hurriedly closed the water valve at home, watching the water stain in the house, and he didn’t want to sleep in the middle of the night.

Jiang Yuxuan heard the sound outside, and he walked out of the bedroom. The living room had become a shallow beach, and the lunatic was bending over the balcony and wringing his mop head.

“Hao Hao.” Jiang Yuying passed by wearing cotton slippers.

Zhou Hao couldn’t help crying, “Forgot to close the window, the water pipe was cracked.”

Jiang Yu frowned and locked his eyes, staring at the feet of the lunatic all the time. He did not wear socks in the shallow water.

“You sit on the sofa, I’ll get it.”

“I’m here, leave it alone.”

Jiang Yuxi rolled up the pajamas cuffs indiscriminately, and when he fell over his shoulder, he carried the lunatic to the sofa and pressed him on the sofa.

“Sit tight, I’ll get you a towel.”

Jiang Yuzhen dripped from the water again, took a clean towel and threw it directly to the lunatic, “Wipe your feet.”

Zhou Hao was a little stupid and had to do it.

Jiang Yuzhen wiped off the water in the living room and balcony alone, squeezing his mop head for two full buckets of water. He walked to Zhou Hao, quite proud, “It’s all over.”

Zhou Hao looked at his wet feet, “Jiang Yuzhen, are your feet cold?”

Jiang Yu shuddered Jiao, revealing miserable eyes, “cold, you have to cover me in a while.”

Zhou Hao crossed her eyes and said with a smile, “You are so beautiful!”

Zhou Hao boiled some hot water, poured the water into a large plastic basin for laundry, and brought two low stools. He was alone with Jiang Yu, and they sat in plastic basins, soaking their feet.

“Comfortable.” Zhou Hao stretched out one foot and stepped on Jiang Yu’s instep.

Jiang Yu snorted sullenly, chaos in his throat, and didn’t know what was being said.

Zhou Hao got cheap and sold well, he just stepped on Jiang Yu’s insteps with both feet, and looked provocatively at the dull wood.

I thought that dumb wood would be so indisputable, how could I know that he was still jumping, his two feet slipped out accidentally, stepped on Zhou Hao’s instep, and then provocatively said, “Hao Hao, how comfortable I am . “

Zhou Hao deliberately let himself down, and while he was slack, he was ready to launch an onslaught. No one knew just as soon as he lifted his feet, Jiang Yu immediately reacted and pressed down.

The steaming footbaths stepped on each other and splashed water.

After soaking their feet, they went to bed again, and it was already more than four in the morning. What to sleep, talk to each other for a while.

“Jiang Yuyu, your feet are so beautiful, white and white.” Zhou Hao ecstatically praised.

Jiang Yuxi squeezed his face, “So do your ass, snow white.”

Zhou Hao knocked off his hand, exhaling in his nose, “Rogue.”

“I didn’t lie to you. It’s so white that you can’t see it yourself.”

“I’m going to bed, don’t bother me.” Zhou Hao turned his back, leaving Jiang Yuyao a back of his head.

“Haohao, don’t sleep, let’s drive to the zoo for a stroll.” Talking, Jiang Yuxi’s hands began to flame.

“What zoo do you visit? You won’t go to work tomorrow?”

“Go late, it doesn’t matter.”

“It doesn’t matter if you are the boss. I’m a hardworking office worker.”

Jiang Yuzhen’s hands were honest, and he had to back down, “Then you let me hold you to sleep.”

“It’s childish to serve you.”

In the morning the next day, it was still the same pattern. Jiang Yu was upset for a busy breakfast. Zhou Hao swallowed a few mouthfuls and hurried out.

Jiang Yuzheng picked up a box of milk and chased it out. “Throw away the three, and go to the unit and blanch it with hot water. Or I will send you today.”

“No need, just a few steps, and the road is slippery, and the car is not easy to drive. I also want to tell you, don’t drive anymore, take the bus. There is an 11th road directly to your company.

Jiang Yuzhen secretly felt happy, because the little madman said “home”.

“I’m gone.” Zhou Hao waved his hand.

Jiang Yushang grabbed him, like a pure-hearted boy, “Kiss me.”

“Annoying.” Zhou Hao got to his left cheek and took a sip.

At the hospital, as soon as Zhou Hao sat down, the call came over. All the questions were nonsense.

“Are you at the unit?”

“Arrived.”

“I didn’t ask you in the morning, would you come back for lunch?”

Zhou Hao really wanted to roll his eyes and asked knowingly, he said angrily, “Come back to eat! I won’t come back to eat someday!”

“I see, what do you want to eat?”

“I’m at work. You look at it yourself.” Zhou Hao hung up the phone, and there was a smile on his lips.

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Downstairs of the old-fashioned apartment in Minlin District, a young man in a suit and leather shoes, a man in his twenties, was not tall, his hair was slick, and he had a potted plant in his hand. Look, it should be a relatively conservative person.

The man stood from the afternoon until the sunset in the evening, and the residents who passed by thought that this was a nervous man. They secretly looked out from their windows: the man always stood expressionless and straight.

Only when Mrs. Song, who returned from shopping, felt that the boy was familiar and thought about it, she remembered who he was–

It turned out to be a tenant years ago.

Mrs. Song did not come forward to chat, just because her grandson was about to leave school, she had to send the vegetables back quickly, and then pick up the grandson from school.

Every day, from morning to night, Chai Mi oil and salt are indispensable, not even the time to talk with people.

After the sun went down, the man went back holding the potted plant.

He took subway line 3 and headed for direction A. Among the crowded compartments, the man held the handrail in one hand and held the potted plant in front of his chest with one hand.

The man’s gaze was erratic, and he looked back and forth in the subway. What was he looking at?

I’m afraid he can’t even tell himself.

Suddenly, a WeChat message popped up from Dafei on the man’s phone.

“Aven, in the green restaurant on the second floor of Jinbao Street in the evening, big boss please have dinner.”

Da Fei is an authentic Hong Konger who speaks English fluently but not Mandarin. Sometimes a few words of Mandarin are deliberately spoken, and a few Cantonese words must be sandwiched between them. Otherwise, the sentence is in English, Chinese, Western or Western. Men started to listen very hard, but later they gradually adapted.

Da Fei returned from the United States, leaving capitalist life, but had to run to the mainland. He said that he fell in love with a girl from city A, and he wanted to come to the hometown where the girl grew up.

How did that song sing, I came to your city and walked the way you came.

All in all, this Hong Konger has a petty bourgeois romance.

In the first year of a man’s first trip to the United States, he was struggling to study. He had lessons during the day and odd jobs at night. Sometimes at night, the guilt buried deep in his heart was like a flood that swallowed himself.

It was this Hong Kong man who got into his life and brought a rare laugh.

The friendship between the two has begun since then, and four years have passed since then.

The man has a master’s degree in statistics majoring in interdisciplinary studies. He just graduated this year and went to the securities company with Dafei after returning home.

The man replied on WeChat: Received, and will be there immediately.

Other colleagues were there, and the sales manager was also there. He walked over holding the potted plants and it looked all right.

“Arvin, how do you hold this thing?” Dafei’s Mandarin still listened awkwardly.

“I passed by a flower shop and bought it.”

Everyone was seated, and the man sat next to the Hong Kong people.

Today’s meal is a welcome banquet set up by the new boss for the new employees. The atmosphere of the entire sales department is very active.

The Hong Kong People ’s Congress Fei is the most inciting atmosphere. It leads everyone to talk endlessly, and somehow finally talks about Fei.

A female colleague asked him how he came to City A when he was a Hong Kong native?

Da Fei brewed a deep affection, “in order to pursue my love.”

The literal meaning is quite touching, because all of his lame Mandarin spoiled the atmosphere.

The female colleague then jokingly asked Da Fei, “What about Mr. Sun? Is he also for love?”

The silent man reacted. He smiled and said, “I’m from A city.”

Dafei deliberately teased Sun Yiwen while the focus of the big guy was on him. “Of course, Arwen is also for love. He told me that he doesn’t like flowers, and he likes potted plants.

Of course, this is just a joke from Da Fei. Sun Yiwen never mentioned to Zhou Hao. He never mentioned his ex-boyfriend to anyone in the days when the foreign country was crazy.

But for now, he was out of the excitement of the scene, and fell into another thinking–

He went to Minlin District today with a potted plant, but actually wanted to meet that person by accident. If he meets that person, he will give him the potted plant in his hand and ask him again: Lao Zhou, how have you been in these years?

“I’m going to the bathroom.” Sun Yiwen escaped everyone’s eyes.

He ran to the sink and patted his face severely with cold water, then he looked at himself in the mirror and smiled.

After having dinner, he took the subway back to his and his father’s home, an open house of over 100 square meters, which Ou Yi gave.

His dad’s body is still the same, sometimes good and bad, and he can’t do heavy work. In the past few years, he has taken care of his uncle and uncle.

“Dad, I’m back.” Sun Yiwen pushed open the door and changed his shoes at the entrance.

No one responded. He pushed open the door of his dad’s bedroom, his dad was holding a bronchodilator and was sucking. The room was intermittently slamming.

After a while, his dad put down the expander in his hand and smiled at his son, “You are back, have you eaten?”

Sun Yiwen nodded and stared at his dad stunned. After a long time, he rushed out of this bedroom and walked back to his room.

His father’s illness, cruel reality, he could no longer take potted plants to find Lao Zhou.

And where is Lao Zhou? When the two broke up, he deleted their WeChat and phone. Now he can’t contact Lao Zhou at all.

Sun Yiwen was buried in the quilt and wept softly, it seemed that the tears that had been held back in the four years in the foreign country would be dripped together.

Drip it down so that you can break the idea of ​​looking for Lao Zhou.