Zhutian Film and Television: Happiness starts from childhood

In fact, it's no wonder that Tang Youyou expressed such emotion. It is also a four-bedroom apartment. There is a big difference between living by one person and living with five or six people.

Zhao Hao's room was simply and elegantly furnished, with a large and bright living room and green plants placed next to the balcony. These casual and natural furnishings made Tang Youyou envious.

Even though they get along very well, no one is comfortable living there, and the decoration style and room furnishings can be customized according to their own temperament.

When Hu Yifei saw the house in front of her where Zhao Hao lived alone, she was lying if she said she wasn't envious, but she wouldn't exclaim like Tang Youyou.

The two girls looked around the house and discussed some small ornaments that interested them. As for Guan Gu, he was very interested in the paintings hanging in Zhao Hao's study.

After they walked around the room, they sat on the sofa again. Zhao Hao, as the host, picked up the teapot and poured them a cup of tea.

At around two o'clock in the afternoon, Hu Yifei and the other three people left with smiles, and Zhao Hao's purpose of getting to know them had been achieved, and their contact information had been added.

After seeing them off, Zhao Hao stretched and then lay on the bed to rest, intending to recuperate and create a chance encounter with Nuolan later.

He has been studying Nuolan these days, and he also knows that she is going through a divorce now, and she has vague feelings for Zeng Xiaoxian, so it is just right for him to intervene at this time.

Lying on the sofa until four o'clock, Zhao Hao changed into a set of clean and refreshing clothes, and happily drove to a coffee shop downstairs from Nuo Lan's house.

He ordered a cup of coffee and some snacks, and deliberately sat in Nuolan's favorite seat, watching the people on the street with a relaxed expression.

Not long after she sat down, Nuo Lan, who woke up from a hangover, walked into the coffee shop. She ordered a cup of coffee and walked to her seat thoughtfully.

When she saw someone sitting in her usual seat, her eyes widened in surprise. After a moment of hesitation, she sat in a seat slightly lower next to her.

The two people were not far apart. When Zhao Hao raised his head, he could see the beautiful woman appearing in front of him.

Nuolan's makeup was light and elegant, and she couldn't hide her fatigue. Although she took a shower after being hungover, the melancholy and dark circles in her eyes proved that she didn't sleep well last night.

Zhao Hao's expression stayed on Nuolan for two seconds, and then he shifted his gaze elsewhere, lowering his head to drink coffee seriously.

He often came to this cafe these days, and often sat in a daze where Nuolan usually sat. It was understandable that he would do this once or twice, but as time went by, he naturally attracted Nuolan. gaze.

Just as he lowered his head to drink coffee, the warm spring sun poured into the coffee shop through the window. The warm light shone on Zhao Hao's face, casting a shadow that happened to fall on Nuo Lan's table.

Nuolan, who was in a depressed mood, raised his head and looked at the man who often competed with him for position.I have to say that Zhao Hao looked particularly handsome under the warm sun. Even Nuo Lan, who was in a depressed mood, couldn't help but take a second look.

Zhao Hao felt that he was being watched, so he put down his coffee cup and raised his head. He turned his head and glanced at the people drinking tea in the coffee shop, and then his eyes fell on Nuo Lan.

Somewhat caught off guard, Finollan could not have imagined that she just glanced at him in the crowd and was locked in by him.

Panicked, her face turned red with embarrassment, and she lowered her head and pretended that nothing happened, but she looked carefully at Zhao Hao from the corner of her eyes, hoping that he would stop staring at her.

Just when she was so confused that she wanted to raise her head but was too embarrassed to do so, the figure that landed on her table disappeared. When she raised her head after realizing it, Zhao Hao had already checked out and left.

Nuolan looked at the empty seats, subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to himself:

"Why does this man make me so restless just by looking at me? Is he Satan?" Before she could figure out why her thoughts were messed up, a waiter stood in front of her with a plate in his hand, with a professional look on his face. He smiled and said:

"Miss, this tiramisu was given to you by the gentleman who just sat in that seat. The other gentleman also left a letter for you before he left."

As the waiter spoke, he placed the tiramisu on Nuolan's table, along with a neatly folded small sticker.

Nuolan looked at the small sticker placed on the table and looked at the waiter with some confusion, but the latter was only responsible for delivering messages and didn't know anything else. After finishing his job, he turned around and left.

Nuo Lan, who was sitting on the chair, hesitated for a moment, then picked up the small sticker with some caution and opened the neatly folded sticker. Inside were a few lines of bold and bold calligraphy:
"Hello, Miss"

"Recently it seems that the two of us have been jockeying for the seat I sit on, consciously or unconsciously. Today it seems that I am winning."

"I offer you a small snack to express my apology. I hope you will feel happier after eating this tiramisu!"

"Zhao Hao"

After reading the heroic handwriting on it, Nuo Lan showed a faint smile, secretly noted the name Zhao Hao in his heart, and then took a deep breath to cheer himself up.

On the other side, after Zhao Hao finished all this, he drove to the supermarket near the love apartment to buy things. He knew that Hu Yifei and the others would usually show up here to buy daily necessities at this time.

When passing by the snack area, Zhao Hao stretched out his hand to grab a pack of beef cubes when a slightly surprised voice came from behind him:

"Zhao Hao, are you here to shop too?"

Hu Yifei's voice sounded. Although her voice was not pleasant, it was significantly improved and gentle.

"It's Yifei. Is this...your boyfriend?" Zhao Hao turned his head, looked at Zeng Xiaoxian holding the shopping cart, and asked with some confusion.

Seeing that he had misunderstood her, Hu Yifei shook her head and denied it. She also deliberately stayed away from Zeng Xiaoxian and said righteously:
"Don't get me wrong, my taste is not that bad. This is my neighbor Zeng Xiaoxian. He is a night shift radio host. He was at home when you knocked on the door this morning, but he didn't hear you."

Zhao Hao smiled, stretched out his hand, and shook hands with Zeng Xiaoxian, who looked a little aggrieved and a little bit mean.The latter knew that today was the day when he knocked on the door to deliver gifts and explained apologetically:

"Sorry, I got off work too late last night. When you knocked on the door, I really thought I was dreaming. I'm really sorry."

"It doesn't matter, I didn't understand the situation clearly, so I shouldn't have disturbed you while you were sleeping." Zhao Hao looked at him with a smile and said.

It was fate that they met. Hu Yifei and Zeng Xiaoxian were not reserved people. They naturally wandered and chatted with Zhao Hao in the supermarket, and put their hands on the things they were interested in in the shopping cart.

Hu Yifei acted extremely ladylike in front of Zhao Hao, which made Zeng Xiaoxian, who had been tortured by her, jealous, and cried out in his heart that God was unfair.

"Xiaoxian, your expression is a little unnatural, are you uncomfortable or something?" Zhao Hao asked, looking at Zeng Xiaoxian who looked more uncomfortable than eating a fly.

"Yes, Xiaoxian, are you feeling uncomfortable?" Hu Yifei asked concernedly, but she pressed her hand gently on his arm.

"No~~ It's okay, I'm good!" Zeng Xiaoxian smiled with a struggling expression. This look made Zhao Hao feel a little sorry for what he had experienced over the years. (End of chapter)