Chapter 21 Chapter 21
The bell stopped, and the battery was already full, so Ye Zhaojue pulled out a few jΓΉ lines and put them back in his bag.
Then, he got out of the car.
However, after a few steps, I heard it screaming endlessly.
There may be something urgent, Ye Zhaojue thought.
His tall and long figure froze, and he opened the bag again and took out his phone.
As he expected, it was still "a certain eldest lady".
After a pause, he slid off the screen to answer, and a familiar female voice came up with a bad tone of questioning: "Ningxia, why didn't I reply when I sent you a text message?" I heard that Xu Zhengze is missing, is it true? β
No one responded.
"Hey! Speak! What kind of dumb are you pretending! β
"Xiaoxiao." The eardrum was stabbed by her shrill voice and vibrated slightly, and her hand moved a little away, Ye Zhaojue called.
Lu Xiao never expected to hear a low-alcohol male voice, and after she was stunned, her heart palpitated, "Ah, Ah Jue? β
"It's me."
Lu Xiao was dumbfounded, thinking for a moment that she had dialed the wrong number, she couldn't help but glance at the notes, strange, obviously right.
"Ningxia mobile phone is there for you?" She was startled by her own speculation, "You're with her?!" β
She was startled when she spoke, and her voice was raised a notch.
Ye Zhaojue took the earpiece away a little, "Her mobile phone was left in my car." β
He continued to walk, the empty parking lot, with no one around, only lonely lights and lonely figures.
"How do you know each other? What is your relationship? A simple sentence undoubtedly expanded Lu Xiao's imagination, but she still couldn't believe it.
This tone made Ye Zhao feel impatient, and he said concisely, "Neighbor." β
The cold two words woke Lu Xiao up, and she finally relented, but she still said to herself in shock: "You actually live in Chenliang Mansion!" β
"Hmm. Anything else, there's nothing to say, just like this. β
At the end of the call, Ye Zhaojue glanced at the duration, 1 minute and 57 seconds.
He chuckled, this kind of subconscious saving money without his own mobile phone was the first time in history. In particular, it was obviously the other party who called.
***
Jiang Yiran followed the doorbell to open the door, and when he saw that it was him, he hugged his arms against the wall, his eyebrows did not move, "Something?" β
Ye Zhaojue didn't speak, and handed the bag back directly, the purpose was simple and clear.
Jiang Yiran glanced at it, at first it only felt familiar, but after an instant, he raised his eyebrows to recognize it. "Sure enough, you picked it up."
Really? Ye Zhaojue lowered his eyes slightly without moving.
Waiting for Jiang Yiran to take it, he turned around and wanted to leave, but Jiang Yiran stopped him, "Eh, you come back." β
He paused slightly, although he didn't know what was going on, but he also knew that nothing good would happen.
Jiang Yiran opened the bag, flipped through it casually, then took out the wallet, and shouted behind him, "Ningxia, come and count the money!" β
After a while, Ningxia came out of the living room with brisk steps, "What money back?" β
She wore cotton pajamas, baggy, but even thinner. The medium-long hair fell down and fell brightly on the shoulders, lining the small face.
She walked over, and the first thing she noticed was not Ye Zhaojue standing at the door, but the bag in Jiang Yiran's hand.
Her eyes lit up immediately, relatives, it was really money!
At the moment, she is most fortunate that because she is busy and lazy, she has not been able to find time to go to the digital store in the past two days. Fortunately, I didn't go, otherwise thousands of dollars would have been in vain.
She happily took out her phone from her bag, and her happy look was written on her face.
Ye Zhaojue saw her eyebrows and smiles, for no reason, and her mood became relaxed. Smiles, he thought, are contagious.
Just like that person's laughter, in his rebellious and arrogant adolescence, it cut through the dark night, like a sun, warming the corners where the sun could not shine.
Jiang Yiran sent the wallet to Ningxia and reminded: "Let's see if the money is less." β
ββ¦β¦β
Ningxia was embarrassed, she glanced at Ye Zhaojue, who had a calm face, and admired him for being so calm in the face of the malice full of sauce and wine.
"How could it be less." She didn't look at it, stuffed the wallet back into her bag, and pushed Jiang Yiran into the house, "You don't care, busy with your going." β
Jiang Yiran looked at her angrily and warned silently.
Ningxia ignored it, continued to push desperately, and put the bag in his hand into Jiang Yiran's neck, "Aren't you watching the ball game, go and watch it." β
Jiang Yiran almost wanted to strangle the stupid white-eyed wolf in front of him.
"Don't push me!" He became angry and shook his arm outward, shaking Ningxia away with all his might.
Ningxia was unprepared and staggered backwards.
Seeing him disappear into the aisle angrily, Ningxia was in a weak mood and felt a little pain in his head.
At this time, Ye Zhaojue stayed in place, and his caring tone came clearly: "He usually treats you like this?" β
Well?
Ningxia heard a trace of inflatness from his flat voice, turned around, and his handsome eyebrows met her eyes, and the expression clearly read: Your uncle has always been very bad to you.
ββ¦β¦β
Ningxia gasped slightly embarrassed, wanting to laugh but couldn't.
And her smiling appearance fell into Ye Zhaojue's eyes, like a child with a miserable background who was pitying herself, Ye Zhaojue's heart couldn't help but knock slightly.
The lights in front of him are shining, and the light behind them is abundant, but the entrance where Ningxia is located is not lit, but it barely supports the vision with the brightness of the front and back.
Ye Zhaojue's sudden approach forced the light source in front of him to be blocked.
Qingjun's upright body was covered, and Ningxia's eyes widened in astonishment, what was he going to do?
She stood still stupidly, and there was a slight nervousness in her heart.
He rubbed her head skillfully and gently under her bold and straight gaze, "Trust me, it's not a big deal. Natsu is a very good girl, and he will definitely regret it in the future. β
The nervous mood disappeared all at once, but fortunately, whether it was his movements or demeanor, he was clean and warm, without the slightest impurity.
Ningxia couldn't help but laugh, and his words sounded like he was comforting the lovelorn patient.
But she grinned and quickly retracted it. His expression was so serious, his calm eyes seemed to be covered with water, and he was unexpectedly soft.
She stared at his good-looking eyebrows without blinking, completely uncontrollable, as if there was a thread invisibly pulling in the middle.
He intended to appease, but he stirred up a circle of ripples in her originally peaceful heart. The ripples continued to spread, and she blinked in confusion, her eyes clear, gently tugging at one of his heartstrings.
A qiΔ force is mutual.
He looked away slightly unnaturally, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "Mobile phone number." β
Ningxia Huangshen, "Huh? β
"Report my phone number."
"Oh." Ningxia quickly reported a string of numbers, but he didn't move, and she couldn't help but wonder, "You don't write it down?" β
He raised his hand and tapped his temples and chuckled, "Here." β
Not to be outdone: "What about your number, you say it again, I can remember it." β
She was proud, confident, and radiant.
Ye Zhaojue's eyes flashed slightly, smiled, and satisfied her to reveal her private number, "You can find me if you have something, as long as I can, I will help." β
Ningxia deliberately asked: "I can find you when I'm bored?" β
"No, you can't."
The refusal was so crisp, as she expected.
But immediately listened to him add: "If you are bored, go to Xiaofan, she is bored every day." β
Ningxia snorted and laughed, "You know Xiaofan too well." β
The more she smiled, the better she looked, like a golden sunflower, dazzling.
Ye Zhaojue realized in a trance that he liked to see her smiling, sunny, warm, and vibrant.
That's what a girl in her early twenties should look like.
***
Ningxia was in a good mood and unconsciously hummed a minor tune.
The excited voice of the football commentator echoed in the living room, and she hid around the corner and poked her head out, carefully looking at Jiang Yiran sitting on the sofa. Seeing that he looked calm, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Walking lightly from the corner to the stairs, Jiang Yiran's yin and yang weird tone suddenly exploded, "Sister Xiaoxia, where are you going?" β
"......" Ningxia froze.
She steadied, turned and stepped down the stairs, put her hands behind her back, and smiled flatteringly, "I'm going to work early tomorrow, and I'm going to bed early tonight." β
"I have to go to bed early." Jiang Yiran nodded in understanding, and handed her the bag on the sofa next to him, "Sister Xiaoxia, good night." β
The corners of Ningxia's mouth twitched, and he was about to escape with his bag, Jiang Yiran reminded: "Don't you see if there is anything missing inside?" β
"No, you." She couldn't bear it after all, "Everyone is gone, you are still making trouble!" β
Jiang Yiran looked at her, "You really don't want to check?" β
The corners of Ningxia's eyes jumped, and a bad premonition rose in her heart.
She rummaged carefully, mobile phones, wallets, power banks, tissues, a lot, looked up at him, the kind of smugness of waiting to watch the play was too familiar to her.
She looked into her bag again, and instinctively reached for her wallet. Concentrate open, empty!
His eyes widened, "Thief! β
Jiang Yiran echoed extremely cooperatively: "That's right, he's a thief." β
ββ¦β¦ I'm talking about you! β
He looked at her in disappointment, "You actually believe him, not me!" β
Ningxia snorted: "I don't help my relatives." She stepped forward, her palms flattened, "Bring it." β
Jiang Yiran complained: "Ningxia, you hurt me. β
"So what?" She lifted her chin.
Jiang Yiran was not to be outdone, "The 563 yuan and 3 cents in your wallet are used to compensate me for my mental losses." β
ββ¦β¦ Shameless! β
***
There are several messages in the mobile phone, and after Ningxia returned to the bedroom, he clicked on them in order to check them.
The latest one was sent by Lu Xiao: Xu Zhengze is missing?
Three black lines on Ningxia's forehead slid down.
According to her, absenteeism for several days without reason is a disappearance, so she didn't disappear for a month before......
Without evidence, she didn't want to draw conclusions based on speculation alone, so she simply didn't reply.
She lay on the bed, although she was shamelessly cheated by Jiang Yiran, her mood was not overly affected. More than 500 yuan is only a fraction of the salary he paid her, he is happy, if it is full, in fact, she has not lost at all.
The calf shook unconsciously, and clicked on the address book to add a new contact. She is not used to filling in her real name, and each contact person is replaced by a nickname. If your phone is stolen, this will protect your friends and family from being extorted by someone with a heart.
After thinking for a moment, she typed word by word: Zhaojue County.
It's the turn of the mobile phone number, and then one number and one number of locations, 1, 7, 8......
Uh, what's the number after that?
She knocked on her head and thought about it, but unfortunately there was a fault in her memory, and she forgot.
The sworn self was still in front of her, she pursed her lips in shame, her memory was too unreliable......
After recalling it for a long time, she couldn't remember it, and finally she had to give up.
In the quiet room, she thought to herself that she couldn't remember her young age, so she didn't believe that the old Zhaojue County could.
***
On the day Xu Zhengze returned, the pastry chef in the cake room had been facing emergencies one after another since the morning.
First, Brother Wang ate oranges and had sour teeth, then the cake sent by rhubarb to the oven did not take shape, and then the yellow peach fruit gummies made by Xu Siqi were complained by customers in Chinese restaurants......
During the lunch break, everyone gathered around, and one by one, they asserted that this was an ominous omen.
Xu Siqi said indignantly: "You said that the woman drank too much or ate too much or ran out of the mental hospital, I desperately assured her that there were no preservatives in the yellow peach, but she just didn't believe it." Does she have a little common sense?! After the cans are sealed, they are heated and sterilized, the old bacteria are dead, the new bacteria can't get in, and the preservatives need a fart! β
Vance's reward and punishment system is strict, and chefs will be deducted from their monthly wages if they are complained, and Xu Siqi is at least 1,000 less this month.
There was a lot of distraction in the cake room for a while, and if you ignore these disastrous topics, it will be very lively.
Jin Zhiliang pressed down with his palm and motioned for everyone to be quiet, "It's okay, let's say a few words." Things have happened, and endless nonsense is not idle! β
The atmosphere was silent for a second.
However, Rhubarb soon made a new discovery, and he said, "Brother Liang, it seems that only you and Xiao Xia have nothing to do in the morning!" β
He dialed this point, and everyone recalled it in a flash, not to mention, really!
However, if a trivial matter like Brother Wang's sour teeth can also be brought out, then Jin Zhiliang and Ningxia can also scrape out one or two pieces from memory.
Ningxia and he looked at each other, and although their eyes quickly separated, both of them remained silent very tacitly.
Blessings are incomparable, disasters are not one-way, bad things are best not to talk nonsense, the more chatter, the more you will back.
It's a pity that once people's luck deteriorates, even if they only think about it in their hearts, bad things will still come to the door automatically.
Xu Zhengze disappeared silently, and appeared silently, and she and Jin Zhiliang were unlucky enough to become live targets under his anti-aircraft machine gun.