This winter passed very quickly, and the first thing Zhan Hao did when he came back was to renew the rent of the bar for an extra year.

The bar, which was once deserted, was even less popular in the winter.

Xiao Liu and the others all dozed off on the table with their cheeks propped up.

Until he suddenly heard someone push the door in, Xiao Liu subconsciously stood up, cracked a smile and said, "Welcome." ”

I saw that the person who came was a strange woman, with a good figure, wearing a white fringed jacket and tight leather pants, with long hair scattered, and only then did she lose her sunglasses indoors.

Xiao Liu recognized Ouyang Lai in a trance, but when he looked at it again, except for the similar style and momentum, his facial features were not a person at all.

So Xiao Liu scratched his head before leaning in and asked, "Hello, how many of you?" ”

The strange woman looked around and asked coldly, "What about Zhan Hao?" ”

"Hao, Brother Hao?"

Xiao Liu stared at a pair of slender eyes: "He, he's not in the store......"

The strange woman hugged her arms and was a little indifferent: "Then where is he?" ”

"No, I don't know...."Xiao Liu couldn't stand the torture and stuttered a little.

After answering, Xiao Liu felt that something was wrong, thinking that if Brother Hao caused a romantic debt outside and was approached by the creditor, if he was not careful and sold Brother Hao, he would not be scolded to death, so he immediately laughed and said: "If you know our boss, you can call him, we don't know where he is." ”

The strange woman pouted: "He's a fool who blacked me out, go, you go and fight!" ”

She lifted her chin and walked straight inside.

Xiao Liu was stunned for a few seconds, tasted the word "stupid", and then hurriedly followed.

In a blink of an eye, the woman had already walked to the bar, picked up the phone and handed it to Xiao Liu: "You call him, just say that Xu Mengqiao came to him, and ask him to either pay back the money or his life!" ”

Xiao Liu opened his mouth, and a pair of slender eyes immediately widened.

"What are you doing? Hit! ”

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When Zhan Hao picked up the phone, he was busy in the kitchen.

Since Ouyang Lai fell ill, Zhan Hao has borne the brunt of the role of the big brother who cooks.

Three meals a day is a lot.

But fortunately, under his care, Ouyang Lai's high fever has subsided, but he has been dizzy and tinnitus for some reason recently, so his sick leave has been extended for a few days and he is resting at home.

Of course, Zhan Hao didn't care about answering the phone at this time, he was boiling chicken soup and cooking noodles, ready to serve them to the other side.

He just glanced at the incoming call and realized that it was the phone in the store, and he was even more determined not to answer it.

It's not a big deal to look for him in the store, and there are no customers anyway.

So he put on his insulated gloves, picked up the whole Townsburg tremblingly, pushed the door with his shoulder, and knocked on the opposite door with his toes.

Ouyang Lai opened the door haggardly in aqua blue cotton pajamas, and the cold air in the aisle was well blocked by a door grid.

Zhan Hao slipped in, gasped a few times, and muttered, "It's really cold this winter." ”

Ouyang Lai paced and pulled the curtains open, and the gloomy sunlight filtered in through the window.

The light in the room was still not bright enough, so Ouyang Lai went to turn on the light again.

"I made you chicken soup, how do you feel today?" Zhan Hao went to the kitchen to get the dishes and chopsticks, and carefully filled them spoonful by spoonful.

In a trance, it was Ouyang Lai who once filled the soup spoonful by spoonful for Chen Qiaomu.

I don't know if time has changed, or people have changed.

Ouyang Lai sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and began to miss Qiao Mu more than once.

"Come and drink, it'll get cold later."

Zhan Hao burst into a smile, and he smiled very cleanly and brightly in a beige pullover.

Ouyang Lai was stunned, paced obediently, sat down at the table, and began to taste.

"How? Delicious? ”

"Hmm."

Ouyang Lai licked his lips lightly: "I'll go to work tomorrow, thank you for these few days." ”

Zhan Hao smiled honestly, dragged his cheeks with one hand, and looked at Ouyang Lai: "What do you and I say thank you or not." ”

Ouyang Lai raised his eyes slightly: "I haven't been in a good mood and state lately, I have forgotten to ask you, is Grandma Zhan okay?" ”

Zhan Hao shook his head: "It's okay, it's okay, the old man is very strong, and he dances with the old man in the park all day long." ”

Ouyang Lai rarely raised his lips and smiled: "That's good." ”

Zhan Hao looked at her and asked the question he had been wanting to ask these days: "That guy, it's been so long, aren't you going to pick yourself up again?" ”

Zhan Hao was afraid of touching her sadness, so he immediately changed his brisk tone: "I mean, you can really consider me, I have money now!" ”

Ouyang Lai's eyelashes trembled, and the corners of his lips raised laboriously: "I don't plan to cheer up, and I don't plan to think about you." ”

refused simply, but thought of Zhan Hao's goodness, so he raised his head and bent his eyes: "I'm a widow now, how can I be worthy of you." ”

Ouyang Lai touched Zhan Hao's bowl with a spoon: "You are so good at the hall and in the kitchen, can't you be worthy of a better woman?" ”

Zhan Hao frowned, looking decadent: "You really can't hold your heart." ”

Ouyang Lai nodded: "It's not hot, don't cover it, it's a waste of time." ”

Zhan Hao shrugged his shoulders and smiled helplessly: "Then what should I do, I have been a person who admits death since I was a child, the more you reject me, the more I don't want to give up ....."

After saying that, the two suddenly looked at each other and smiled, and that smile injected a trace of vitality into the whole gloomy house.

"Stubborn."

"You're not yet!"

The two of them complained, but suddenly heard a knock on the door.

It was not the door of Ouyang Lai's house that was knocked, but the door of Zhan Hao's house.

"Wait, I'll take a look, maybe it's Xiaoliu." Zhan Hao said to himself, pulled out his chair and opened the door.

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"Brother Hao....."

When the door opened, both people turned around.

Xiao Liu looked at Zhan Hao with tears and suffocation, full of reluctance.

And behind him was Xu Mengqiao, who was half a head taller than Xiao Liu, holding a beer bottle against Xiao Liu's waist.

Zhan Hao was stunned, and immediately changed to an impatient look, and asked, "What are you doing?" Put the bottle down! ”

The woman narrowed her eyes and scolded: "If you hadn't blocked my contact information, I wouldn't have been able to contact you, would I have come from Xiamen to find you?" ”

"What are you looking for me to do?"

The woman's voice rose again, and she threw the beer bottle to the ground in a fit of rage, but fortunately it didn't break, but made a very dull sound.

Ouyang Lai in the room followed the sound, stood behind Zhan Hao, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

Zhan Hao immediately felt nervous in the back of his head, and Han was about to ooze out of his forehead.

The woman in the fringed jacket outside the house squinted at Ouyang Lai behind Zhan Hao, her eyes were filled with flames, and suddenly she burst out, reached out and pulled Ouyang Lai's hair, and scolded in her mouth: "It turned out that she raised a little bitch!" Come here, little bitch! Come here! ”