Bu Xing said indignantly: "He just occupies the pit and doesn't!" ”

Han Che glanced over coldly: "Who do you say is Maokeng?" ”

Bu Xing immediately raised his hand to make a surrender form: "Hahaha, of course I mean that I am a ......"

Meng Haoran gave him a slap on the head: "It's useless!" ”

Han Che's mobile phone rang suddenly, a melodious ringtone prelude. When the bell rang, Meng Haoran said, "Hey, this bell sounds very familiar to me!" ”

Han Che picked up the phone, it was his aunt who asked him to go home for dinner at night. hung up the phone, and the Shangguan next to him said in surprise: "I remember, this ringtone is a song sung by Mrs. Shi on Bu Xing's birthday,...... What's it called? ”

Zhang Fan's eyes lit up, and he received it excitedly: "It's a foreign language song, which translates to 'loneliness'." …… Yo yo, we Han Shao is lonely. ”

Meng Haoran said narrowly: "Set the song sung by Mrs. Shi as the ringtone for the call, Han Shao, what kind of psychology do you have for this?" ”

Han Che glanced at them lightly and said, "You go on, my mother told me to go home for dinner, and I'm leaving." ”

He stood up, put on his towel and went out.

Bu Xing said: "It's so disappointing, let's not wash it anymore and go drink." ”

Gu Changtian smiled lightly: "With your posture, do you plan not to get drunk and not return?" ”

Bu woke up and hugged his arm and cried: "Yes, if you don't get drunk tonight, you finally fell in love with a woman, but you don't have my share......"

When Han Che returned home, the meal had already been set.

Han Qing and Fu Qingyu sat on the sofa watching TV. He handed over the native products to Han Qing, and Han Qing asked, "What is this?" ”

He said, "A souvenir from a friend." ”

Han Qing opened it and looked at it, and said with a smile: "These things are very good, and the most important thing is that they are natural and have higher nutritional value than the ones you bought." ”

Han Che nodded, and she said, "Let's go wash your hands and eat." Qingyu, come and sit. Fu Qingyu sat down at the dinner table with her, Han Che went to wash his hands and came out, sat down too, and asked, "What did you call me back?" ”

Han Qing handed him a pair of chopsticks and said angrily: "Qingyu is leaving, she is a guest, shouldn't you come back for a meal?" ”

She wants to leave, what does it matter to him?

Last time, because of her, she was beaten by Gu Changtian. He didn't want to see her. Han Che took the chopsticks and disappetically flicked the dishes on the plate in front of him.

Han Qing stood up and said, "I'll go see the soup." Then he turned and went to the kitchen.

Han Che took a chopstick dish and put it in the bowl, glanced at Fu Qingyu, and asked, "Do you look back at home, or Nanhu?" Out of the corner of her eye, she was drawn to the silver bracelet on her wrist. If memory serves, Chu Qing also has an identical silver bracelet.

Fu Qingyu saw him looking at his bracelet, raised his hand and asked, "What's wrong, what's wrong with this bracelet?" ”

Han Che hesitated for a moment and said, "I know a person who has a bracelet that is exactly the same as yours. ”

Fu Qingyu thought for a while and asked, "Chu Qing?" ”

Han Che was a little surprised: "Do you know her?" ”

Fu Qingyu smiled faintly: "I know." We grew up together. ”

Han Che didn't think about it this way. When I think about it, I am a little shocked. Chu Qing is from Nanhu, and Fu Qingyu is also from Nanhu, and it is indeed possible for the two of them to know each other.

His mood suddenly became a little delicate. Six years ago, he had been to South Lake. Did he pass by her house at that time? There should be, right? Perhaps, at that time, he walked past her door, and she was collecting the accounts. They may have glanced at each other in the crowd, but they didn't pay attention to each other. Six years later, they met because of a bloody farce.

Han Che thought of this possibility and couldn't help but laugh. Thinking of Chu Qing's silver bracelet, which seemed to be very precious, he had never seen her take it off. He asked, "Where did you get this bracelet?" How do you have exactly the same bracelets? ”

Fu Qingyu looked at the bracelet, as if he had found something, and looked up at him.

Han Che hated that women were staring at him, but this woman had clear eyes and stared at him, but she was not looking at his person, but through him looking at something other than him.

After a while, she said, "This silver bracelet was given by her brother." ”

Han Che suddenly had a strange feeling, Chu Qing had a brother, he seemed to be everywhere, but he didn't seem to exist at all.

Gu Changtian once said that the murderer of Su Ying was Chu Qing's brother. Could it be that for this reason that he hid?

He still remembers that six years ago, he drove Gu Changtian to Nanhu to find Su Ying. The car couldn't drive in at the entrance of the village, so he waited for Gu Changtian outside. Later, Gu Changtian called him in a panic, saying that Su Ying had an accident and asked him to call an ambulance.

When he arrived, the so-called murderer was long gone. Only Su Ying fell in a pool of blood like a rag doll. And Fu Qingyu knelt on the ground, and Gu Changtian pinched her neck angrily.

The Gu family was as powerful as the Han family, Su Ying's death was inexplicably sentenced to suicide, and then Fu Qingyu married Gu Changtian. Since then, no one has spoken of the matter.

Chu Qing's elder brother.

He had investigated Chu Qing, and in her family tree, there were only two people, her and her brother. There is no brother, where did this brother come from?

Han Che couldn't help but ask, "Is it my brother, why didn't I hear her mention it?" ”

Fu Qingyu put down his chopsticks, picked up a few peanuts from the plate, and said very seriously: "When ordinary people ask me questions, they must ask for something." You, what do you ask for? ”

Han Che didn't know what to do, and said, "I don't ask for anything. ”

Fu Qingyu smiled and said, "You may not know, I am the best feng shui master in Nanhu. ”

Han Che felt very strange, and he asked, "Onmyoji, Mr. Feng Shui, fortune teller?" ”

Fu Qingyu nodded: "It can also be understood in this way." Regardless of whether Han Che expressed her request or not, she skillfully spread the peanuts in a special way, carefully calculated for a while, and then looked up at him and said, "It's not good." ”

Han Che felt that she was pretending to be a ghost, and asked perfunctorily, "What's not good?" ”

Fu Qingyu smiled lightly and said: "King Xiang has a dream, but the goddess has no heart. ”

Literally, Han Che understands. But he couldn't connect this to himself, as if it couldn't be done with himself.

"What are you talking about?" At this time, Han Qing came out with soup.

Han Che said, "I didn't say anything. ”

The two stopped mentioning this and began to eat and chat. However, most of the time it was Han Qing and Fu Qingyu who spoke, and Han Che didn't interject at all.

After the meal was over, the servant came to clean up the dishes. Han Qing cut the fruit plate out and asked Han Che to sit down and watch TV with them.

Seeing halfway, Fu Qingyu answered the phone and went out.

Han Qing complained to Han Che and said, "Why are you so rude, this kid is a guest, if you don't speak, it doesn't matter, what's the matter with a cold face?" ”

Han Che peeled a banana to eat, and said disapprerovitously, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, I'm not born to cater to others." Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, there are so many women who like me, and I'm not reduced to finding a married woman. ”

Han Qing stretched out his hand and poked him in the head: "What did you say, there are many women who like you, but you brought one back!" ”

Han Che snorted: "Aunt, you should be glad that I am so sensible, if I make trouble and play with women all day long like Shaotang, you won't have time to watch TV now, and you can lose your face by cleaning up the mess." …… Auntie, I always have a question I want to ask you, is Fu Qingyu your illegitimate daughter? When Han Qing heard this, his fingers directly turned into palms and hit Han Che's head: "What nonsense are you talking about, is your aunt the kind of person who will go out and mess around?" ”

Han Che dodged away and questioned her with his eyes: Could it be that you are still an old virgin now?

Could it be that he is so clean and self-conscious because his aunt leads by example?

Han Qing sighed and said, "Qingyu, hey, we all owe her ......"

Han Che asked, "What do you owe?" ”

Han Qing shook her head and said, "You don't know. ”

Han Che sneered: "Then you don't have to sacrifice me to compensate her, right?" ”

Han Qing squinted at him: "She is beautiful, smart, and docile. Still wronged you? ”

Han Che threw the banana peel into the trash can unhappily: "No matter how good she is, she is already married." Her husband is still alive and is a good brother to me since I was a child. Can you stop being so boring? ”

Han Qing became angry when he heard this: "Gu Changtian's bastard, he pushed Qingyu downstairs, and Qingyu miscarried." It's been a few years since he left, ignoring Qingyu, what's the difference between him living and dying? I see that you should have less dealings with him, don't be spoiled by him! Hey, do you know something, I went shopping with Fu Qingyu a few days ago, and I bumped into him making love with a woman, and he only came back for a few days, and he raised a woman outside. Do you say this like a thing, Qingyu married him and simply fell into the fire pit. ”

Han Che couldn't stand it anymore, so he got up and left.

Han Qing hadn't finished speaking, and when he saw that he was leaving, he was not happy, and shouted: "I haven't finished speaking, where are you going?"

Han Che said expressionlessly, "Go to the balcony and smoke a cigarette." ”

As soon as my aunt mentioned Gu Changtian and his wife, they were going to be furious, chattering endlessly, and they were very annoying. If Changtian raised a woman outside, would he not know?

After finishing speaking, I heard Han Qing exclaim, "When did you learn to smoke?" ”

Han Che's expression was faint.

It would have been a long time ago.

When was it, it should have been the Olympiad award ceremony that year, and the expectant parents still didn't come, and he gave up receiving the award in frustration. It was that day that he learned to smoke. Then he had no more expectations, and he would no longer be disappointed. Then I rarely smoked again, so my aunt didn't know.

He stood on the balcony on the second floor and took out a cigarette and lit it.