Song Minghao couldn't figure it out, so he came to the night market again today, wanting to overcome his fear of the night market.

Pity a person with a heavy cleanliness habit, and when he arrives here, he doesn't even know how to get his feet.

When talking about getting along with Xiao Qi, his eyes are as bright and bright as stars hidden in the sky.

This is the look that Song Minghao never appeared in before, it is cherishing and loving.

This kind of look Rong Zheng is very familiar, because he also has such a look when facing Zhou Ling.

The cynical words suddenly became unspeakable, and he sighed and talked about his incomprehensible amorous and cleanliness habits.

Speaking of experience, he really doesn't have any experience.

He only liked Zhou Ling alone, and when Zhou Ling was angry, he clumsily didn't know what to say to comfort.

To be honest, he didn't have Wen Zhuo's thoughtfulness, and the love words that blurted out.

So he wondered why Song Minghao didn't go to find the more popular Wen Zhuo and went to him?

Song Minghao lowered his head silently after listening to Rong Zheng's analysis, and then took a lamb skewer and put it in his mouth under Rong Zheng's stunned gaze.

It's obviously a very delicious lamb skewer, but it's like poison set off by his death-defying expression.

He didn't even take a few bites before he swallowed it. The greasy sensation permeates the mouth, and there are various complex tastes.

Chili pepper...... Cumin...... Wait a minute......

Due to work reasons, Song Minghao pays attention to hygiene and nutrition in terms of diet, and it can even be said to be light.

Now that he suddenly eats such a heavy taste, it is strange that he is not uncomfortable.

Rong Zheng intimately handed over a glass of warm water, but Song Minghao's brows wrinkled even tighter.

The plastic cup has not been touched by several people.

Gritted his teeth and drank it in one gulp.

The warm water diluted the complex taste in his mouth, and his face looked a little better.

"If you don't like it, you don't like it, why are you forcing yourself so much?" Rong Zheng was a little amused.

"Xiao Qi likes it. Song Minghao pushed his eyes on the bridge of his nose and said seriously.

It seems that he is really interested in this little Qi.

"Why don't you go to Wen Zhuo, he knows women better than me. ”

Rong Zheng still asked his questions, because he really had no other good advice to offer him.

"During the time I spent with Xiao Qi, I think her personality is very similar to Zhou Ling, she is very strong and refuses to admit defeat, so I think you should have a way. Song Minghao explained very honestly.

As everyone knows, Rong Zheng's face suddenly became gloomy when he heard these words, and his eyes looking at Song Minghao were particularly unkind.

This paragraph reminded him that Song Minghao was the first person to be with Zhou Ling, so he was naturally familiar with Zhou Ling's character.

But what does he mean by saying this now? Could it be that he still misses Zhou Ling? He likes Xiao Qi because she has Zhou Ling's shadow on her?

As soon as he thought of this possibility, Rong Zheng couldn't wait to press the man who was sven on the surface and rub it on the ground.

"What do you do when Zhou Ling is angry?"

However, Song Minghao is a person who doesn't know how to read other people's faces, otherwise he wouldn't have annoyed Zhou Ling and was returned.

He also wanted to learn from Rong Zheng, hoping to coax his girlfriend.

After all, reason prevailed, Rong Zheng exhaled a breath of turbidity, and began to frown and recall what he was doing when Zhou Ling was angry.

The worst quarrel between them was when he asked for money to sign up for the competition, right?

What was he doing at that time?

Oh, by the way, he moved out of Zhou Ling's house and lived in Wen Zhuo's house.

"I didn't coax her, I was at Wen Zhuo's place at that time, and I didn't see each other for a while. ”

Although he was very similar to contacting Zhou Ling, he didn't know what he could say if he got through the phone.

"You mean I should calm down with her for a while and let her figure it out for herself?"

I don't know how Song Minghao's brain circuit came up with this.

"No, I took the initiative to contact her. ”

"But I can't get in touch with her. Song Minghao looked frustrated, if he could get in touch, he wouldn't have to be so distressed.

Rong Zheng gave him a helpless expression, "I can't help it, why don't you go to Wen Zhuo." ”

Song Minghao glanced at him strangely, and suddenly felt that it was not a wise choice to ask him to help him.

I knew that I would have gone to find Wen Zhuo in the first place.

So the two men stared at each other here, at a loss.

Rong Zheng was deflated and resigned himself to calling Wen Zhuo for help.

"It's so late, why are you two in the mood to stay here?"

Blowing cold wind?

Wen Zhuo tightened his coat, it rained heavily during the day, and it was getting colder and colder tonight.

Song Minghao could only honestly say the matter again.

Finally, he asked in frustration, "I really can't speak?"

Wen Zhuo looked at him with a damn look, thinking that one day you actually have a time when you are self-aware.

However, Wen Zhuo's good cultivation made Wen Zhuo not say hurtful words, he just shook his head, "It's useless for you to find more people, it's better to go directly to her and have a good talk." ”

But she didn't see me, and she didn't want to talk to me. ”

"Didn't she intern under you?"

The good-natured Wen Zhuo finally couldn't help but give him a disdainful look.

"Change the way you speak, be tactful and gentle, and pay more attention to his feelings. ”

Wen Zhuo added a little.

He knew Song Minghao's problem. Before he fell in love, he even felt that Song Minghao was too cold, and there was no trace of fireworks on his body.

But now, he has never seen anything that makes Song Minghao so distressed.

The profession of a doctor brought him many occupational diseases, such as extremely serious cleanliness.

This is also the reason why he, as Zhou Ling's second boyfriend, has a diametrically opposite personality to Song Minghao.

The three of them chatted here for a long time, and finally Zhou Ling, who was at home, was worried and called to ask.

The three men dispersed and went back to their respective homes.

Putting aside the strange identity connection between them, now in this city, no, or in this strange world, they are the only ones left who know each other, so they will cherish each other a little more.

Although the three people have very different personalities, and they are connected because of Zhou Ling, they cannot hinder the friendship between them in the slightest.

Because they understand the loneliness of each other's hearts better than others.

The company gave them human identity and the ability to think normally, but they were not the same as normal humans after all.

Those secrets that cannot be spoken to others, fortunately, there are still a few of their kind in this world who can listen to themselves.

In the early hours of the morning, a heavy fog suddenly appeared, and the three of them headed in different directions.