To Guan Ke's regret, he still couldn't eat an authentic Manchu and Han banquet in the end. Xiaoli twisted the hem of her dress with both hands and stood on the side of the bed, just looking at Guan Ke with an aggrieved face, without saying a word.

"Hey, where's my Manchu Quanxi?" Guan Ke didn't seem to notice Xiaoli's facial expression at all, or didn't care if he did.

Xiaoli grabbed the things on the table, cups, lamps, and notebooks, and threw them at the guest sitting on the edge of the bed.

The customs guest dodged and avoided it

Seeing that she didn't throw it, Xiaoli covered her face with her hands, and suddenly cried bitterly.

Guan Ke saw that she was really crying, a little panicked, and was about to step forward to comfort a few words, but saw that the little nurse had already covered her face and flew out of the door.

He was about to chase him out, saying that it was a joke, when Gao Yi had already walked over.

Gao Yi sandwiched the file plate under his armpit, blocking the way of the passer.

"What are you doing?" the passer was a little angry because he was blocked in his way.

"Nothing, just wanted to inform you that you can be discharged. After Gao Yi finished speaking lightly, he took out the file board from under his armpit again, and walked away while walking.

The name of the leader of the Honggang Gang is really not covered. Li Hong just talked to the dean, and Guan Ke was immediately approved to leave the hospital. I have to say that power and fame are really useful in some cases.

Guan Ke glanced outside, and saw that he couldn't see Xiaoli's figure, so he stopped looking. He just played a little joke on one of the nurses, hoping she wouldn't mind.

After tidying up the room a little, the customs guest set off. In fact, he only had the clothes he had when he first entered the hospital, and the rest were all hospital gowns, and he had nothing to pack, so he simply took some toiletries and left Ward 107.

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Although he only looked like he had been in his home for nearly ten days and had not returned to his home, when he saw the five big characters of "Jiahe Century City" above the gate again, Guan Ke still had the feeling of returning home after many years of travel. There was still a faint yellow sand floating in the air, and it still looked foggy in the distance. He used to think that the environment here was so bad, but now he only thinks that the yellow sand in the sky is also a unique scenery, which is not exaggerated compared to the scenery of Jiuzhaigou.

The passer, who never greeted anyone, carried a short bag at this time, and began to greet the first person he met, one by one. He had a bright smile on his face and a sincere expression, but it still caused many people to look at him suspiciously. After all, in this community, Guan Ke once asked himself to live as if he didn't exist, so naturally others wouldn't know him too well. Now he doesn't want to live as if he doesn't exist, so every stranger he meets, whether it's someone who lives in this place, or an outsider visiting relatives and friends, or a merchant or vendor who comes to make a profit, he will go up to greet him one by one.

"Hello!" When the customs guest smiled and greeted a little girl in a red dress, the little girl turned her face, frowned together, and shouted at him, "Stinky rascal!"

The customs guest couldn't help but laugh dumbly. This little girl is probably just over ten years old, how can she even learn the word "stinky rascal"? It seems that the world is changing every day, and the quality of "maturity" is no longer exclusive to adults.

Those uncles and aunts, when they met this teenager who took the initiative to say hello, they naturally responded enthusiastically, with thousands of wrinkles on their faces unfolding, and their smiles were bright and warm like the morning sun in early spring.

And the reaction of the young lads is different from that of these older people. Either look at you with suspicion, or respond with a cautious hello. But for these, the customs customers don't care at all. The reason why he said hello to every person he saw was just because he was happy to be able to return to the place where he was home again.

The Guan Ke was so elated that he almost jumped up. He was so excited to come to the forty-four buildings. When he looked up from below the huge yellow number, his joy suddenly dropped. How those two numbers look at and respond to people, it seems to be predicting something, and it seems to be cursing something.

The customs officer has already erased his house number 404, and it will be okay to kill the number 44 above the building. He pondered these things as he came to the top of the stairs. Just as he was about to climb the stairs, he saw a small medium dog with a black body, whimpering and running down the staircase.

This medium-sized dog is not the Ah Hei he has not seen for a long time, who else can it be? Ah Hei looked back from time to time as he ran down, as if something terrible was chasing him behind him.

After a few days of not seeing each other, Hei became thinner and thinner, and from under the shiny fur, the bone frame had already highlighted the traces.

"Ahei, why are you so thin?" asked Guan Ke, standing at the top of the stairs.

When Hei was about to turn his head to look behind him, he heard what seemed to be a passer, and hurriedly turned his head. When he saw Guan Ke really standing in front of him, he couldn't help but scream twice, and at the corner of the higher stairs, he flew towards Guan Ke.

Guan Ke was afraid that Ah Hei would hurt him, so he took two steps forward quickly, and then narrowly hugged Ah Hei in his arms. Hei's body was dirty, and the hair on his body reflected the oily shiny of dirt. The clean clothes that had just been washed by the customs were stained with black oil.

Guan Ke threw his neck back and swung his hand in the air, as if to drive away an unpleasant smell: "Ah Hei, how many days have you not taken a bath? Why are you so dirty?" Guan Ke quickly threw Ah Hei to the ground and patted the clothes on his body.

Hei wanted to wrap his tail around Guan Ke's feet, but it was difficult for him to show his body up and down the steps, so he stood on the steps and wagged his tail frantically. The tail swayed almost to 360 degrees, and sometimes even touched the trouser leg of the gatekeeper.

"Why don't you go upstairs and stay there, but run down? Are you so hungry that you've come out to find something to eat?" was trying to read the message from Hei's eyes when he heard the cat's hissing when it encountered something dangerous.

A flower cat peeks out from around the corner. Most of the cat's body hair is normal color, only around the left eye, there is a round black hair, which looks a little like a panda's big eyes. In the center of the cat's yellow eyes, black pupils the size of a needle's eye shrank and emitted a dangerous gaze.

The cat hunched its back, and the muscles under its fur were all tense, like a spring pressed to the end, in a state of preparation.

Once again, the passer felt the danger. This feeling of danger is a little stronger than the feeling when I saw Xiaomeng. He glanced at the cat warily, feeling a little familiar.

After the two yellow eyes of the cat saw who was coming, the tense muscles of the whole body suddenly relaxed, and the two yellow eyes were not so fierce.

Guan Ke looked at the panda eye on the left side of the flower cat, and suddenly remembered something. On the day of his car accident, he saw a cat with panda eyes staring at him all the time.

He understood why he was so familiar with the cat, because he had actually seen it before.

Guan Ke saw that the flower cat had restrained the fierce flames, so he followed. In this way, under the leadership of the cat, Guan Ke came to the house without a house number.

As soon as one of the passer's right feet was about to step into the floor of the house, and the soles of his feet were still in the air, the flower cat hissed at him fiercely. The cat bared two rows of thin teeth, and its long, white whiskers swayed around its mouth. Guan Ke had no doubt that as long as he put down his right foot, which was still suspended in the air, the flower cat would immediately attack him.

The instinct for danger made the Guan Ke retract his feet without hesitation. He stared into the cat's eyes and asked, "Cat-sama, why can't I go in?"

The cat kept staring at the Ke Ke's chest, which had just been stained with oil by Ah Hei.

The customs guest took off his coat and threw it into the open space at the door, and then said to the cat again, "Is this okay?"

The cat leaned to one side.

Guan Ke understood the meaning of the cat's movements and slowly stepped into his home. He looked at everything around his home and couldn't help but be a little surprised. The floor is as smooth as a mirror, the light can be seen, the coffee table, and the table top have also been cleaned, so clean that there is no trace of dust on it. In the dishwasher, cups and plates are neatly arranged. Someone came to the house, and the guest was not surprised, but to his surprise, the person who broke into his house was able to clean up the house in good order.

When the customs customer understood where the flower cat appeared, he vaguely felt that the owner of the cat was also in his own home.

Seeing that Guan Ke had already walked in, Ah Hei was so excited that he couldn't help but want to run in. As soon as he wanted to step into one foot, the cat's yellow eyes glanced at him with disdain. The cat pulled one of her paws towards the door, and the door snapped shut. If it weren't for the fact that Ah Hei was pumping his feet fast enough, he might have ended up with a disability. Hei looked at the closed door and screamed angrily.

The cat swayed away from the vicinity of the door, thinking, silly dog, you shout, you just shout, you just scream, no one will pay attention to you.

Guan Ke was eager to verify his conjecture, so he naturally put Ahei's matter aside first. He pushed open his bedroom and saw the owner of the strange cat.

A woman wearing a blue denim top and blue denim trousers is sleeping soundly in bed. Her slight undulations seemed regular, indicating that she was asleep.

The cat scurried past the guest and jumped onto the big bed that had been his. The flower cat was lying on the side of the woman in blue, lying on her stomach, his orange-yellow eyes, staring at the customs guest non-stop, quite vigilant.