As if time had frozen, Yu Lan and Xiaoqing hugged each other tightly in place, motionless.

The two of them didn't care at all about the curious glances of passers-by from time to time, because at this moment, the two of them only had each other in their hearts.

......

I don't know how long it took

Zuo Xiaoqing was the first to break the silence, "Yu Lan...... , how long are we going to hold like this", she raised her teary hazy eyes and looked at Yu Lan.

Yu Lan lowered his head and kissed Xiaoqing's forehead, "...... as you like."

"I hope I can hold you like this for the rest of my life, but I have to go to work tomorrow ......", Xiaoqing struggled out of Yu Lan's embrace and straightened his long hair that was scattered.

"Can I not go to work?", Yu Lan took Xiaoqing's hand and asked affectionately.

"If you don't go to work, you will support me."

After a moment of silence, Yu Lan said, "I'll raise you!"

"You'd better take care of yourself first, nerves!", Xiaoqing said pretending to be disdainful, and turned to leave.

Unknowingly, the two staged a classic scene in "The King of Comedy".

"Haha"

"Haha"

At this time, the two of them changed their painting styles at the same time, and they laughed.

"Okay, don't tease, you can go home early when it's getting dark, goodbye!", Xiaoqing brushed aside the hand held by Yu Lan and said goodbye softly.

didn't take a few steps, and reluctantly turned back.

"Well, see you tomorrow!", Yu Lan turned around and left after seeing Xiaoqing leave his field of vision.

......

"How's it going today? with that little courier?"

As soon as Xiaoqing pushed open the door, he heard a tepid question from a long-haired girl on the sofa in the living room.

"It's good, what are you doing here, do you still want to go out at night?", Xiao Qing was not surprised by the other party's attitude, and still responded with a smile.

The girl sitting on the sofa is wearing a set of silk shorts and shorts, she is very beautiful, her body is bumpy, and with the sexy makeup applied to her face with skillful techniques, the whole person looks very seductive.

At this time, she was concentrating on her toenails, wearing bright red nail polish, ignoring Xiaoqing's meaning.

Seeing this, Xiaoqing shook his head helplessly, went back to the room, put down the satchel, and washed his face.

When she came to the living room again, the pretty girl had already changed into a fashionable and sexy outfit and was walking towards the door.

"Duoduo, how is your mother?Is the money enough?I'm going to pay my salary in the next two days, why don't I give it to you first?", Zuo Xiaoqing hesitated for a moment and asked softly.

"Hmph, what do you have enough money for, let's keep it and buy yourself some dowry...... Thank you!", the girl first rejected Xiaoqing with a disdainful face, and then thanked her after a moment of silence.

Then he stepped out of the door without looking back, leaving Xiaoqing standing alone in the living room, with mixed feelings.

......

At this time, Yu Lan had already left the area of Xiaoqing's community and was on his way home, but when he passed by the small park near his community, he suddenly stopped.

In fact, it was not that he wanted to stay here, but that he was blocked by a crazy old man dressed as a Taoist priest but with a cunning face, and refused to let him pass.

He was called insane because of his incoherent speech, his unkempt beige scruffy robe, and even more remarkable for the pitch-black round mirror on the bridge of his flat nose.

The old man bent over and bowed his head slightly, his sunglasses were half-hung on the bridge of his collapsed nose, and he looked at Yu Lan with cloudy eyes, and kept waving a strange wooden sword in his hand.

And the old man's flamboyant behavior attracted a group of strangers who were active in the park, watching and making fun of them as if they were nervous.

"Uncle is very cool, it's so dark and you still wear sunglasses, be careful not to hurt yourself. I still have something to do, can you see if you can go and subdue other demons?", Yu Lan was also very helpless at this time, looking at more and more visitors, and persuaded with a smile on his face.

"You ordinary people, you dare to make fun of poor Dao ......! Hmph! Look at me after I kill this fang, what else do you have to say!", the old man held a wooden sword and pointed at the people around him, and when he saw that everyone was laughing even more, he immediately snorted coldly and stabbed Yu Lan in the chest.

Seeing that although the old man looked crazy, he stabbed out the wooden sword like a bamboo, and hurriedly reached out to catch it, and at the same time, an inexplicable impulse rose in his chest, and shouted at him, "Enough!

The onlookers were stunned by Yu Lan's sudden shouting, and suddenly quieted down.

When the old man who stabbed the wooden sword heard it, he let go of the wooden sword in his hand and rolled in pain with his head on the ground.

When the onlookers saw this scene, they seemed to be afraid of provoking right and wrong, so they left the scene like a low tide, and soon only Lan and Lao Dao were left. And at the same time that everyone retreated, the old way gradually calmed down.

"You, are you okay", Yu Lan didn't expect that his words would cause such a big injury to Lao Dao, and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up from the ground.

"You, you're ?...... Disciple Wang Ao'an visits the patriarch!", Lao Dao, who had just returned to normal, knelt down on the ground with a puff and bowed the moment he saw Yu Lan.

"Hey, uncle, don't be like this, hurry up, I'm not an ancestor", Yu Lan hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it, and it took a lot of effort to pull Lao Dao up from the ground.

"Master Patriarch, I've finally waited for you......", Lao Dao grabbed Yu Lan's hands tightly, staring at him without squinting, and his originally cloudy eyes had become extremely clear.

Yu Lan saw that Lao Dao was really pitiful and crazy, and couldn't find any good way to get rid of him, so he decided to admit it first, and then make plans, "Since you have seen it, then you are holding my hand like this, is there any such unorthodox? Why don't you let go of your hand quickly?"

Hearing this, Lao Dao suddenly let go of his hands with embarrassment, "Yes, it's the disciple who is rude." ”

Seeing that Lao Dao was so obedient, Yu Lan immediately thought of a good way to get out, and after clearing his throat, he pretended to be deep and said, "Your name is Wang Ao'an, right?"

"It's the disciple!", Lao Dao replied with his fists clenched.

"I have entered the WTO this time, I have some important things to do, so don't come with me, ah!" Yu Lan imitated the posture of those worldly masters in the TV series, and said to Lao Dao.

"Master Patriarch, are you going to drive the disciple away, by all means, the disciple has gone through a lot of hardships to find your old man's ......", said Lao Dao and knelt down again, crying with a handful of snot and tears.

"Okay, okay, you can do it yourself, don't make any noise with me", Yu Lan saw that he was back to square one, and impatiently dropped a sentence and walked away.

But the old man surnamed Wang was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately stopped crying, and after picking up the strange wooden sword, he respectfully kept a distance of about ten meters and followed behind Yu Lan.

It wasn't until Yu Lan returned home that Lao Dao didn't follow him upstairs, but meditated cross-legged on the lawn in the open space not far downstairs.

Yu Lan opened the curtain and looked, the poor old man really didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, shook his head helplessly, and ignored it anymore.

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