"Are you going to stay here today?"

"Well, tomorrow I can rest all day, and I'm going to stay at home for the day. ”

For artists, the rest time is to rest around the clock.

Only by completely relaxing herself and not thinking about the slightest work thing can she get enough rest.

The return period was very busy, so busy that she sometimes couldn't sleep for a few hours a day.

In order to ensure the quality of his sleep, Park Chulong didn't want to stay in the dormitory.

Those girls must have been noisy for another day.

How good it is to sleep at home!

"It's also good to rest and rest, rest. ”

Jiang Zhihao also responded, and then stood up and went back to his room first.

Compared with Park Chulong's room with excellent lighting and lovely decoration, Jiang Zhihao's second bedroom is much smaller.

Of course, for Jiang Zhihao, it is already very satisfying for him to live in such a good place for free and without spending money.

Or is there anything worse than the ten square meters in the prison?

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Early the next morning, Jiang Zhihao woke up from his sleep.

The habit of waking up early is developed from prison, in other words. It's been exercised.

I usually have to get up at six o'clock in the morning every day, and it's the kind of time that no matter spring, summer, autumn or winter.

Even in the early hours of the morning, when the sky was hazy, he had to get up early at the request of the prison guards.

For thirteen years, he has long been accustomed to subconsciously opening his eyes at six o'clock in the morning every day.

Fortunately, it's still summer, so you won't feel cold even if you wake up early.

Jiang Zhihao sat up from the bed, yawned a little lazily, and then changed into sportswear while moving his somewhat stiff body.

Before you wash up, you still need to go out for a few laps and move your body before washing.

Of course, this is also a habit that has been cultivated since prison.

Belch..

Saying this, Jiang Zhihao suddenly felt that he had gained a lot from being in prison in the past few years.

He glanced at Park Chulong's room with the door locked, and pouted.

He, a man in prison, was able to get up early.

Park Chulong, who lives so nourishingly and is so happy, will only sleep lazily in bed.

Judge from above!

In fact, most of the people in the community where I live now are mainly young people.

Although Park Chulong debuted not long ago, the community where this house is located is still a relatively young community.

It can be found by people who have the same morning jogging habit as him.

"Yo, how many laps are Zhihao going to prepare today?"

Jiang Zhihao turned around when he heard the sound and found that he was talking to a neighbor who often went for a morning jog with him these days.

"Ah, Brother Junhao, it's early. ”

The man called Jun Hao jogged to Kang Ji Ho's side and stopped, and after even out his breathing a little rapid, he continued to move his hands and feet.

The man who was called brother by Jiang Zhihao is also a resident in the community.

was born in 79, two years older than Jiang Zhihao.

However, it may be because of long-term exercise, men look much younger than they imagined.

"Did my brother come out for a run so early today?"

"yes. . . I was going to pick up the baby from my grandmother after a while, but I couldn't sleep and simply got up and ran. ”

Lee Jun Ho nodded and smiled gently.

He has a four-year-old daughter, who is the age of love.

As a senior daughter, he couldn't hide the excitement in his heart since last night.

You know, the last time I saw my daughter was a week ago.

Jiang Zhihao also remembered the cute little girl and smiled understandingly.

"I understand, brother. ”

"What do you understand? You're only two years younger than me, why aren't you married?"

"Aren't you embarrassing me, I don't even have a girlfriend yet. ”

Lee Jun Ho touched his chin and patted Jiang Zhi Ho on the shoulder.

People who can insist on getting up so early every day to run and exercise must have strong self-control.

And a man with strong self-control is definitely not a bad guy.

"It's okay, brother will introduce you, don't look at your brother like this, your sister-in-law still has a lot of good sisters who are single!"

"Thank you, brother. ”

"Ah, go ahead, it's almost time for me to go back. ”

Jiang Zhihao bowed slightly to the man respectfully, and after seeing the other party leave, he also grinned at the corner of his mouth.

Actually, let's be honest.

He did have some desire to get married.

He is also a more traditional Korean man, and the fact that he started a family has been ingrained in his bones.

It's just that more than ten years of prison life have made it difficult for him to find a partner who can accept this.

He is 33 years old this year, and he will officially enter the 40 mark in a few years.

It seems that the imminent difficulty now is to open a coffee shop for himself and Zheng Duoduo first, and then solve his life's problems.

While thinking wildly, Jiang Zhihao began to slowly circle around the community.

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By the time Park Chulong woke up from his sleep, it was almost noon.

She didn't go to bed until nearly three o'clock in the morning yesterday, and although she returned to her room early to get ready for bed, she still swiped her phone for two hours before going to bed.

This may be a common problem of modern people.

The girl casually picked up the mobile phone that was placed next to the pillow to charge, struggled to open her eyes and glanced at the time, and then rolled on the bed with great difficulty and sat up.

After rubbing her hair, which was already on par with the chicken nest, the girl yawned cutely.

She didn't care too much about the image, she just stared at a messy hair and walked out of the bedroom.

Then he squinted one eye and looked directly at Jiang Zhihao who was sitting on the sofa watching a TV show.

Of course, Jiang Zhihao also found out that his sister was in a half-dreamy state, and sighed helplessly.

really deserves to be his own sister.

This girl looks the same way she looked now than she did more than ten years ago when the girl was still in school.

If he's not mistaken, the next step should be.

"Jiang Zhihao, where's the rice?"

Well, exactly like 10 years ago!

Jiang Zhihao clapped his hands angrily, and successfully woke up Park Chulong, who was still in a half-asleep state.

"Wake up, it's noon. ”

"Ah。。 Scared the hell out of me oppa. ”

"Wouldn't you be like this when you were in your dorm, sleepwalking to the door like a ghost in the morning and asking someone for food?"

Pu Chulong grabbed his messy hair with one hand, came to Jiang Zhihao and sat down with a painful face, and leaned on Jiang Zhihao by inertia.

"Ani, I'm very good in the dormitory. ”

"Tsk, I don't know anyway, you can say whatever you want. ”

Jiang Zhihao helped the girl who was paralyzed on his lap and was about to catch up on sleep, and helped the girl smooth her hair angrily, and the skillful movements made Park Chulong squint her eyes a little happily.

"Oppa hasn't combed my hair for a long time. ”

Jiang Zhihao's movements in his hand were paused, and then became much softer.

"Ah, you weren't happy to comb your ponytail before, crying and shouting about the same waves as the good Oni next door. ”

"Hee-hee. ”