After sending Zheng Xiujing, who had been tossing me all day, home, my ears finally returned to absolute tranquility.

In the parking lot alone, only the music in the K5 compartment was still ringing, and the only thing left was the sound of my own busy footsteps. That's right, with a full wagon of stuff to carry upstairs, I don't think my arms or waist should be too easy. I don't know if when I get up tomorrow morning, my whole body will be sore and my legs will be like frogs.

In fact, when she was about to go downstairs to Xiujing's house, she said that she would come to my side first, help me finish moving things, and then fortunately stay up a little later and get the layout of the living room in one go. But this proposal was rejected without thinking about it, I told her to let her rest at home honestly, and I can do it alone if I move things, and as for decorating the living room, someone will come in advance tomorrow morning to help get it.

As for the deep-seated reasons for refusal...... It's not too complicated, but I just feel that this girl has been busy with me for a day, although her expression and mouth didn't say anything, but she must be a little tired. In addition, she flew back from the United States and didn't rest for a while after getting off the plane, so I didn't agree to let her come to my side to help at night.

Hearing me say let her rest early, Zheng Xiujing didn't insist on coming to me anymore, but when she heard me say, "Someone will come over in advance tomorrow morning to help with it", she sighed, then looked at me with bright eyes, and asked me seriously what time I would get up tomorrow morning.

I didn't understand why she suddenly asked this, so I casually replied at half past seven, and then she perfectly connected the end of my words and blurted out: Then I'll be there for you at eight o'clock.

As soon as the sentence was finished at a faster pace. The car was parked right downstairs at her house. Immediately after that, the guy didn't give me a chance to speak, waved his hand at me and slammed the door violently. Notice the verb "fall". It's definitely not an exaggeration, then I feel a little sorry for my K5.

Eight o'clock in the evening. There were quite a few people in the elevator going up. Holding a large number of things, I bowed down and said sorry before I took the overloaded step and stepped into the elevator. In that little memory I just recalled, there was one place that was slightly different.

That's, I said, I'm kind of sorry for my K5.

That's right, now that you have come to your senses and no longer take the matter of repaying the money to heart, then the money that stays in your hand. The most suitable place to go is to really buy this car that has been with me for a few days from Jiang Xijun.

It's not a debt, and I don't see it as a sale. Jiang Xijun is the person who knows me best, and he knows that I am just realizing and releasing one of my obsessions.

I once said this to him when I was still hunched over, and I said, "I'll lend this car to drive first." "I didn't say anything else. He said he was going to throw DB9 at me, but I didn't. I told him to give me a K5. I didn't say I had to spend money to buy it.

But the implication is that only the two of us can understand -- and only if I am asked to do something with that money, can I have a sense of finally getting out of the siege. This is a very important psychological change for me.

The pressure forces people to crawl on their knees, and the pressure also forces people who have faith to struggle to straighten their waists. In fact, I had this intention. I really want to look up to the sky and shout once, shout out all the depression in my heart, and let the shout echo in everyone's ears. Tell them that I'm not that rebellious bastard scum anymore, that I can make a lot of money now - I'm not a piece of shit.

The first wave of handling. Only a third of the contents of the carriage were moved. As soon as I entered, I put my things on the floor and started panting for air. Having said that months of exercise simply do not have the free time to implement. The inferior physical strength doesn't seem to have changed at all. After holding my knees for a while, I swam barefoot to the dining room, pulled a can of beer from the fridge and took a sip. I breathed a sigh of relief, and when I came out to rest, I sat down on a chair next to the dining table.

Taking advantage of the fact that the release that had been suppressed in the elevator had not completely dissipated, I thought about it for a while and then called Jiang Xijun. The first half of the phone call was more direct than ever, and the two of us said one sentence after another, with almost no pause.

"Yo Gusser, hey, what are you doing?"

"Meeting."

"Open your face, where are so many people going to open. I, Nima, could already hear cheers, uh, and the sound of the paper, and there was more than one. ”

"Isn't it okay to have a meeting at a wine table? As for the sisters, there is indeed a group of them - it is not because I called Taigu recently, and I can't talk twice, do you think I am you? Why, don't lonely people be allowed to relieve their loneliness? ”

"Lonely with your face!"

"Okay, don't talk about it, it's actually the New Year's dinner here of the Propaganda Department, calling me to come over to the town. Hey, don't say it, they do have a few girls on their side, which is pretty good. ”

"Come on, you don't want to harm the women of good families."

"Then who am I harming?"

"Scourge your sister!"

"I don't have a sister. It's only Minuna, are you going to let it go and give it to me? ”

At this point, the simple and crude call came to an abrupt end. Talking and joking with each other, the topic is suddenly led to someone, to a place that is difficult to solve at the touch of a touch.

Although Jiang Xijun said this, there was still a faint casualness in his tone, and there was still no trace of seriousness in his tone. But somehow, I felt like I was choked up all at once, and I didn't say anything more for a while.

It was a silence where the temperature was gradually decreasing, and even with the help of the fiery noise on his side, it still did not help.

I sat in the chair and was quiet for a while, raised my hand and wiped my lower lip, and between the squirming of my lips, the sentence "Why do you want to put it" was said with all my ease.

Then I heard a chuckle on the other end of the line. From this line of laughter, I seemed to vaguely feel a wisp of coldness, but this very small feeling was quickly erased by him who turned back to his emotions, making me feel as if it was an illusion.

Jiang Xijun, who has returned to an abnormal state, smiled and picked up the conversation:

"Then you talk about!"

The tone of this sentence towards me is pompous and powerful.

At that moment, with his words, the two of us finally got out of the quagmire that was difficult to get out of.

Rolling my eyes, I pouted:

"I'm not here to tell you, I'm here to send you money, didn't you calculate the price of that K5 with me before, I'll call you when I'm free in the next two days." As for the transfer, you can arrange for someone to work with me in a week. ”

After a long list of gags and a difficult unsuspecting twist, the conversation finally turned to business. However, this is the right thing for me, but in Jiang Xijun's eyes, it is not as interesting as what he talked about earlier, so he should have waved his hand over there, and said in a perfunctory sentence: "OKOK." "Sent me away at will.

Feelings aside, when it comes to understanding each other, we're really like old friends for decades. As I said before, when I asked him about the car money, he would never care at all. I won't be like when I first met me, and I was thought to be hypocritical. This is the neat way of getting along between men and men.

After Lightspeed finished talking about K5, the two of us paused a little. Unable to remember anything else to ask, I scratched my head and snapped my fingers.

"Oh yes, do you want to call Garyhiong over there, he called me two days ago and said he had time to get together, or take this opportunity."

Hearing me mention Jiang Gary, Jiang Xijun, who seemed to be eating over there, first gave a low sigh of gratitude, and then choked his throat and said, "Garyhiong, let's find time for a few of us to get together alone, this time you have a Wenju banquet, and they are all people he is not familiar with." When I was young, except for Sika, who might be a little better, the others were probably a little restrained when they got along. Hey, but then again, what the hell did Sika say? ”

I thought what this guy said made some sense, and I responded to Sika's question while keeping in mind the matter of re-meeting Garyhiong.

"If nothing else, she should have rushed over, and I told her again and again that she must come over for dinner."

I heard the news of Sika's coming, and Jiang Xijun, who was about to take a sip with a wine glass in his hand, couldn't help but pause, and then, his voice on the phone was a little low:

"It's good to be able to come......"

After that, another silence came from an unknown corner.

In fact, for a long time, although we didn't say it deliberately, we really didn't mention each other's affairs to the two of them, and we didn't ask them much about each other's contact. Both of us have always been cautious about Sika's departure from a past that can be described as a long time ago.

But no matter what, Jiang Xijun and I hope that tomorrow's warm house banquet will be a warm meeting. (To be continued.) )