Rushing back to Nanjing again, Huang Jun was a little unhappy in his heart.

I went out and didn't get anything done, but I learned that my best friend was seriously ill, and I couldn't do anything about it. The feeling of powerlessness in his heart made Huang Jun unable to lift his spirits.

The home in Xiaguan District is still the same home, no one at home locks the door, and Huang Jun bumped into it.

The gate was fine, and he easily entered the courtyard.

Sitting on the sofa and taking a sip of liquor, Huang Jun looked up at the ceiling with a dejected expression. How many secrets are there in this world, and when will you find out?

A bottle of liquor was unconsciously poured into his stomach, and he fell asleep deeply.

The day passed, and the night came.

Sun Jiaqian and Song Qiaoman, who came home from work, looked at Huang Jun lying on the sofa, were stunned for a moment, and then walked into the kitchen lightly.

Smelling the aroma of the food, Huang Jun woke up with a frowning nose.

"You're back?" Huang Jun threw the wine bottle on the ground and said listlessly.

"How the hell did you get in?" Song Qiaoman asked with a plate of braised eggplant on the coffee table.

"Don't you know that Lao Tzu is an immortal, Lao Tzu can fly." Huang Jun looked at Song Qiaoman's lower abdomen and replied rampantly.

Song Qiaoman heard this and glanced at him. But after noticing his intent, he immediately followed his gaze to check his own situation.

After understanding what he was looking at, Song Qiaoman turned around with a calm expression and walked into the kitchen quickly.

After a while, she came out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife and shouted, "Huang Jun, you stinky rascal, the old lady has chopped you." ”

Huang Jun stood up lazily, stretched his neck, and said fearlessly, "Come on, cut me." If you can't kill me, I'll kill you. ”

"Huang Jun, what do you say? Qiaoman, put the kitchen knife down? Sun Jiaqian, who hurriedly rushed out of the kitchen, couldn't figure out what the situation was, and shouted to the two of them urgently.

Song Qiaoman ignored Sun Jiaqian, and waved a kitchen knife at Huang Jun's head.

Huang Jun listened to the whistling sound in his ears, squinted at Song Qiaoman, and said lightly: "You, now you are Lao Tzu's person, I will leave it with you first, and I will pick it up when I have time." ”

With that, he sat down on the couch.

Song Qiaoman didn't understand what he meant, his hand was light, and only the knife handle was left.

"What are you doing?" Sun Jiaqian looked at the two of them in surprise and asked.

"He's a hooligan." Song Qiaoman complained after a short pause.

"She seduced me and wanted to sleep with me." Huang Jun looked at Song Qiaoman with a smile and said cheekily.

Sun Jiaqian looked at the two of them, simply took off her apron, and went up to the second floor without a sound.

"Jia Qian?" Song Qiaoman wanted to explain, but found that Sun Jiaqian could no longer see her figure.

"You scoundrel and bastard." Song Qiaoman scolded Huang Jun, walked up to the second floor quickly, and went to Sun Jiaqian to explain.

When Huang Jun saw the two leaving, he grinned, didn't wash his hands, grabbed the braised eggplant and stuffed it into his mouth. The taste is very good, Sun Jiaqian's craftsmanship did not say.

Not long after Song Qiaoman went upstairs, he wiped his tears and went downstairs. He glanced at Huang Jun hatefully, grabbed his satchel, and left in a huff.

What did they talk about? Huang Jun tilted his head and looked at the staircase and guessed.

Sun Jiaqian finally went downstairs, her expression was calm, as if nothing had happened before.

"There are two more dishes, you can wait a while." Sun Jiaqian explained and walked into the kitchen.

Huang Jun stretched out his hand to count and shook his head puzzled. Three dishes? Is this the rhythm of breaking up?

Huang Jun guessed correctly, it was three dishes, and Sun Jiaqian also put a bottle of wine.

"Do you feel like life is out of passion?" Sun Jiaqian poured Huang Jun a glass of wine and asked.

Huang Jun looked at the clear wine and pondered for a while: "I have that feeling, I feel that the problem is on me." ”

"Do you want to move on, or do you want to break up?" Sun Jiaqian looked at him and asked.

"Of course, if you go on, where will it be, I still want to marry you as a wife, I'm afraid you will change your mind." Huang Jun said firmly.

"Aren't you afraid that it will be dull after marriage?" Sun Jiaqian asked.

Huang Jun thought about it, breathed a sigh of relief, looked at her, and said seriously: "As long as you don't object, I will definitely marry you." It's just that the time is not quite certain, and I have to leave for a while to find some conscience. ”

"What do you mean?" Huang Jun suddenly said this, and Sun Jiaqian was a little surprised.

"Hehe" Huang Jun looked at her with a smile and said, "I don't want to have regrets." ”

Sun Jiaqian bit her lip and tasted it, looked at Huang Jun and said, "How many women do you want to marry?" ”

Huang Jun nodded honestly.

Sun Jiaqian's face changed immediately. She stared at Huang Jun for a while, then stood up and said, "Okay, I'll fulfill you, I'll quit, and you won't marry me." ”

"Don't mind." Huang Jun stood up and explained.

Sun Jiaqian glanced at him again, turned around and went upstairs. Huang Jun hurriedly caught up.

Sun Jiaqian packed up two clothes, picked up her wallet, and walked out angrily.

Huang Jun grabbed her: "Don't be like this, okay?" ”

Sun Jiaqian shook off his hand, walked downstairs quickly, and left in a car.

Huang Jun leaned against the door frame, thought about it with a complicated expression, and sighed deeply.

For dinner, Huang Jun ate a lot, as if nothing had happened.

After dinner, he locked the door, put his hands in his pockets, and strolled down the street. Huang Jun thought about it as he walked, thinking a lot, but it was like he didn't think about anything. He didn't go home until he wandered around the street and there was no one on the street.

Lying in bed, he had only one thought. What you have is zero, and everything has to start from scratch.

The next day, Huang Jun went to work. Zhang Xueqiang, the director of the machinery factory, talked to him and asked him to go on a business trip to supervise the installation of products.

Huang Jun happily agreed to come down after learning that the location of the business trip was still in Nanjing, but it was not in a district or county.

After simply rejecting Zhang Xueqiang's kindness in the car, Huang Jun set off with some information. The recent incident made Huang Jun feel very depressed, and he just took the opportunity to relax on a business trip.

Male Beijing Xuanwu District, Shengshi Xianghe Building, was originally an office building of an enterprise, but later moved out and became a staff apartment for migrant workers. With a total height of fifty-six floors, the elevator has recently been replaced. The elevator cage comes from the Heshen Machinery Factory.

Huang Jun rushed to the scene to meet with the person in charge of the scene, and after learning about the situation, he walked into the elevator leisurely with his hands behind his back and his arms, and walked around floor by floor.

Zhang Xueqiang's job for Huang Jun is very leisurely, just look around, and there are no specific requirements.

Huang Jun didn't understand the mechanical part at all, and the surname Suo didn't interfere, but asked.

After walking around the building, Huang Jun had a certain understanding of the residents of the building, and by the way, he also had a new understanding. No matter how awesome a person is, three meals are indispensable after work.

The elevator installation work is progressing smoothly, and Huang Jun is too lazy to ask.

After eating and playing every day, Huang Jun's little words are very moisturizing and comfortable.

In the blink of an eye, more than half a month has passed.

In the drunken dream of death, Huang Jun suddenly thought of the reminder of the black heart before leaving, and it was very important to practice the fire element.

What's the point?

Huang Jun was confused in his heart, urging his mind to control the fire element.

Harnessing the fire element, Huang Jun has already practiced the rolling melon, and it has almost become instinct. Skillfully playing with the flames, Huang Jun frowned.

The flames are all made by themselves, and there is almost no difficulty, can you control the raging fire in the furnace?

Curious, Huang Jun went out and looked around, looking for materials to exercise.

Before he knew it, Huang Jun had walked three streets, but he didn't find any object to use. And the sudden shouting of passers-by made him immediately interested.

"Look, it's smoking, the building is on fire."

Huang Jun's eyes widened as he looked at the place where the smoke was emitting. Grandma is a bear, isn't this the Shengshi Xianghe Building?

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