Hearing this proposal, Ye Wencheng did not answer immediately, but responded shallowly: "Okay, wait for the right time." ”

When is the right time? Su Zan immediately asked in his heart, but he didn't say it.

She remembered something again, glanced at the child who was cleaning up the dishes, and said casually: "Sister Hao went out in the afternoon, and I heard my colleagues chatter about the Eastern Suburbs Horse Farm, which was the one I went to with Xiao Zhao last time." I didn't expect her to have clients there as well. ”

Ye Wencheng said with a normal expression: "Well, Sister Hao has customers from all walks of life, after all, traffic is king these days, and there are still many people who have this demand." ”

"Oh." Su Zan echoed and turned to chatting about those strange colleagues.

When Ye Wencheng went downstairs with a dinner plate, the mobile phone vibrated slightly, he carefully put the dishes and chopsticks into the sink, pressed the answer button, and lowered his voice: "Hey? Uncle Juan, is there any good news for me? ”

"Er Shao, check it out, the tenant of the house is surnamed Chen, the name on the ID card is Chen Cong, and the occupation registration is a literary and artistic worker...... The actual job is a singing and acting, and his stage name is Chen Congcong. The girl with him is called Xiang Meng, a former employee of Jiashi, and should know Miss Su. Uncle Juan said tentatively.

"Well, I do know, not only know, but also her best friend." Ye Wencheng turned on the faucet and let the water rush down.

"This ......" Uncle Juan's voice was tinged with doubts, "......" but the second half of the sentence was not spoken.

Ye Wencheng knew what the words that were not spoken at all in the second half were.

After a few seconds, he asked in a low tone, "Are these two people renting the whole house?" ”

"No, there is also a tenant, surnamed Mao, who is a photographer by profession."

Photographer? Ye Wencheng's tightly knit brows suddenly spread, and the corners of his mouth showed a sudden and sarcastic smile.

"I see, thank you." Ye Wencheng hung up the phone neatly, stared at the dishes and chopsticks in the sink for a while, and his contemplative side face was like a carving.

"Wencheng?" Su Zan came down from upstairs, holding the apple core in his hand, "Have you washed it?" How about watching a movie together? ”

Ye Wencheng put away the emotions in his heart, turned his head and smiled softly: "Okay~"

Su Zan ran to the living room in a good mood, turned on the large screen TV and stereo surround sound, the villa with a single courtyard is this convenient, and the private theater at home will not receive complaints from neighbors.

The child who washed the dishes wiped his hands clean, walked to the TV with two glasses of juice, and by the way, he took out snacks from under the coffee table and opened them, and pushed the opening in the direction of Suzan.

Someone was served properly, and turned his head with a smile on his head.

Ye Wencheng was shaken for a moment, and then a trace of strange emotions surged in the depths of his heart, and after a while, he took a sip of juice, his eyes fell on the flickering screen of the screen, and asked casually: "Has Sister Mengmeng contacted you again recently?" ”

"Huh?" Su Zan was stunned for a moment when he heard this question, and then showed a lonely expression, and his eyes were also withdrawn from the screen, staring at Pikachu on his chest for a long time.

"Why did you suddenly ask about this...... She has not been heard from since that day, and there is no phone or WeChat. ”

"Would you miss her, after all, such a good friend."

"Yes, especially the days when the three of us were together, I often think about it, and I miss it a lot."

"I'll remember ...... too So ......" Ye Wencheng's timbre is very clean, and when he lowers his voice to speak, it is like a spring water hitting the bluestone slab, which is very good.

"So what?" Suzan looked at him, waiting for the unspoken words.

"It's nothing," Ye Wencheng smiled lightly and touched her earlobe, "Let's continue watching movies~"

So, when the wind and waves roll up, I will leave her a small boat...... Sparks appeared in Ye Wencheng's dark eyes, drowning in the dappled light projected on the screen.