Song Zeming didn't bring anything, so he moved directly to the apartment.

I originally wanted to hide Ji Yao for a few days, but I didn't expect to run into it early in the morning.

Song Zeming couldn't get rid of the habit of going for a morning run no matter where he went, and he got up early the next morning to go for a run.

When I went out, the door on the opposite side was still closed, but I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence, Ji Yao was also running, and the two collided directly on the opposite side.

Ji Yao looked at Song Zeming, who was only wearing a single coat, and was stunned for a long time before he reacted.

"Song ...... Mr. Song? ”

Song Zeming let out a "hmm".

Mr. Song...... Are you going for a morning jog? Why are you here? ”

"What, this apartment is quite close to the company, and it's very convenient to commute to work every day."

"You moved here too?" Ji Yao asked directly.

"Hmm." Song Zeming was quite weak at first, but then he thought about it, what kind of good heart did he have as a big man, and he was a little more stubborn when he answered.

"Which unit do you live in?"

“…… 506。 As he spoke, he suddenly breathed again.

Ji Yao pondered, "506? That...... Isn't that across from me? Only then did he realize that he was living opposite him.

"When my dad bought the floor, he bought it one by one, and it was convenient, there are only these two rooms here, just opposite." Song Zeming quibbled, it was clear that this land belonged to his own family, and if he wanted it, he could live on any floor he wanted.

"That's right." Ji Yao nodded thoughtfully, she really didn't want to be crooked, but felt that it was normal for Song Zeming to live here, but she seemed to occupy someone else's place.

"Did Mr. Song have breakfast?" Ji Yao asked.

“…… I haven't eaten it yet. ”

"Oh."

The two talked to each other awkwardly, in fact, Ji Yao was looking for a topic to alleviate the embarrassment, but it turned out to be even more embarrassing now.

The two ran around, went back together, and when they walked to the door, Ji Yao asked again, "Mr. Song, I boiled millet porridge, do you want to have some?" ”

In this way, Song Zeming went to the opposite door to eat the next morning after checking in.

Ji Yao took a bowl and served it to Song Zeming.

"This is the radish and cucumber I pickled a few days ago, Mr. Song will try it." Ji Yao brought two more dishes.

"Just drinking porridge doesn't seem to be able to hold it...... There are breakfast sellers outside the community, Mr. Song, you drink first, and I'll be back soon. Ji Yao took the mobile phone and prepared to go downstairs to buy it.

"I'll go." Song Zeming didn't let her run back and forth, and went downstairs by himself.

Is it difficult to let people run errands when they are eating at other people's homes?

Song Zeming didn't know what Ji Yao liked to eat for breakfast, so he bought a copy of all the breakfast dishes sold in the breakfast shop.

When I came back, I carried a dozen bags.

"Song ...... Mr. Song...... It's just the two of us, you can't eat it, can you? So much? ”

Song Zeming was embarrassed to say, I don't know what you like to eat, so I bought everything, so I could only turn around and say, "I have a big appetite." ”

put them all on the table, and urged Ji Yao again, "You pick what you like to eat." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Song." Ji Yao lowered her head and found a custard bun inside, and then ate a dumpling and a roasted wheat.

"Aren't you eating?" Song Zeming saw that there were still a lot left.

"I'm full." Ji Yao shook his head.

Song Zeming looked at the remaining many breakfasts, and was a little stunned.

felt that if he couldn't eat it, he would lose face in front of Ji Yao, and finally held his stomach and ate it all.

I thought that Ji Yao's millet porridge was delicious, and I drank two bowls at the beginning, but now I am holding on until I vomit.

Coming out of Ji Yao's house was a little weak.

I ran straight to the bathroom of my house, retched for a long time, and couldn't vomit anything.

Never do such a stupid thing next time.

Sitting in the office in the morning, Song Zeming sat in the boss's chair, feeling that his stomach was so swollen.

Every day when the time comes, the assistant will come in to deliver coffee, and today I pinched it, and the assistant sent coffee in.

"Mr. Song, the coffee you wanted."

"I'm sorry for you, let's take it down, don't bring coffee in today." Song Zeming's face was ugly, and he waved his hand and asked the little assistant to go down.

"Mr. Song, are you uncomfortable? Why don't I send you a cup of hot water? ”

As soon as he heard the water, Song Zeming's expression became even more ugly, "No need, you go out first." ”

The assistant went out with the coffee again, confused.

Song Zeming's stomach is still ringing now, he really ate too much, and it is uncomfortable to move.

However, I saw that she ate custard buns, fried dumplings, and siu mai, and she could buy these directly next time.

The corners of Song Zeming's mouth unconsciously hooked.

But I quickly reacted again, reached out and patted my face, maybe my brain is a little unclear recently, what are you thinking about every day?

Like a stunned young man who has just fallen in love.

Song Zeming pursed his lips twice, trying to control the corners of his mouth not to rise.

Song Zeming got off work early tonight, and I don't know why, he always thinks about his family, but he really doesn't have the heart to work overtime in the company.

What's on your mind? There's nothing at home.

Song Zeming got on the elevator, and as soon as he opened the door, he met Ji Yao head-on.

Ji Yao was wearing an apron and holding a black garbage bag in his hand.

"Mr. Song." Ji Yao was also quite surprised.

Obviously, they live in the opposite door, and it is inevitable to meet, but the two of them are surprised every time, and they look very surprised.

"Do you throw garbage?"

"Hmm."

Ji Yao took the elevator downstairs, and Song Zeming walked towards 506, but found that the door of 505 was not closed.

I have always felt that it is Luo Yixia who has no memory, how can Ji Yao, who is so careful, make such a low-level mistake.

Song Zeming didn't dare to blindly bring the door directly, seeing that Ji Yao definitely didn't bring the key like that, he had to stand by the door and wait for Ji Yao to come back.

When Ji Yao came back from throwing out the garbage, he saw Song Zeming who looked like a god.

"Mr. Song? You...... Something? "If it's okay, I shouldn't be standing at my doorstep.

"The next time you go out to throw out the garbage, remember to close the door, even if the security of the community is good, this personal prevention is still necessary, and remember to bring the key, otherwise you will close the door and you will not be able to enter." Song Zeming advised.

Ji Yao nodded, it turned out that his door was not closed.

I forgot about the hurry of coming out by myself.

At this moment, the smell of the kitchen wafted out.

For a while, Song Zeming was reluctant to leave.

Mr. Song...... Have you eaten it? Ji Yao looked at and asked.

“…… Not yet. ”

"If you don't dislike it, why don't you go to my house for a light meal?" Ji Yao's tone was uncertain.

“…… Good. ”

When sitting at the dining table again, Song Zeming felt that he must be obsessed with ghosts today, why did he come again?

Three meals a day, two meals here.

Isn't this going back and forth too often? It doesn't always feel normal.

Ji Yao made a braised fish at night and fried a small green vegetable.

"Well, are you still pickled cucumbers in the morning? Pretty tasty? Song Zeming asked suddenly.

"It's a little bit." Ji Yao got up and went to the refrigerator and brought out the last half of the plate.

Song Zeming ate two more bowls.

It was so high that I vomited in the morning, and I originally thought that I couldn't even drink saliva today.

I couldn't eat at noon, but I didn't expect that as soon as I walked to her door, my footsteps moved.

After eating, Song Zeming went back to the opposite door.

I'm annoyed again, I ate someone else's, so I stayed to help wash a dish.

But he won't, maybe it's a disservice.

So struggling in the room, pondering.

He even knocked on the door on the other side.

"Mr. Song? You...... Anything else? As soon as Ji Yao opened the door, he saw Song Zeming standing outside.

"What, I'll go to the supermarket, do you want to go together, or what's the shortcoming, I'll bring it for you?" The back is nonsense, the front is the point.

"I'll be with you, I just want to stock up on some goods." Ji Yao hurriedly went to change her shoes and took her wallet and mobile phone.

Song Zeming drove to a nearby supermarket.

He didn't really know what to buy, he just wanted to find an excuse.

In the end, he actually bought two large portions of snacks, Song Zeming remembered that Luo Yixia was very fond of snacks, and it was estimated that the little girl liked them very much, but blindly bought them for Ji Yao, she might be a little suspicious, so she also bought a bag for herself.

Ji Yao added a little spice to the kitchen.

Finally, I found a beautiful set of bowls.

Song Zeming pushed the shopping cart and passed by her, "Do you want this?" ”

Then he reached out and picked up the set of dishes in front of Ji Yao.

"It doesn't seem to be needed, I eat alone, and it feels like a bit of a waste." Ji Yao shook his head.

Song Zeming put it down again.