I'd love to live next door to you

At six o'clock in the evening, mahjong is over. The two wives say goodbye and take Qu Ying with them.

Originally noisy living room, a lot of quiet moment, Zhang Cheng's mother washed a handle, came out, around Zhang Cheng began to ask the impression of Qu Ying.

Zhang Cheng was quarreled by his mother, so he had to give an evaluation: "that's it."

It's true. He used to be very keen on blind dates. Although each blind date ended before it started or was interrupted at the beginning, he was really interested in those girls. But this time He couldn't figure out what he was really about. He finally had a successful blind date. So far, he hasn't even remembered what Qu Yingchang looks like No, he can't even tell a rough outline, or whether his eyes are big or small.

"What is that? What is that? Are you satisfied or not, please accept... "

Zhang Cheng's mother quarreled with him, which made his head ache. Just as he was thinking about how to get back to his mother, his mobile phone rang in his pocket. He seemed to have caught the straw for life and jumped out of the villa to answer the phone.

Hung up the phone, a turn around, Zhang Cheng saw do not know how long waiting behind their own servants of the Han family.

"Mr. Zhang, dinner is ready."

"Oh, thank you." After Zhang Cheng returned the servant's words, he followed the servant to the villa. When he got to the door of the house, Zhang Cheng suddenly thought of Han Yixiao. It's the weekend today. Why hasn't he come to the old house for so long and haven't seen her?

Thinking about it, Zhang Cheng asked aloud, "what about the little lady? Didn't you come back this weekend? "

"I'm back, but the little lady is a little sick. When I just went up to ask her to eat, she was asleep. The old lady said don't wake her up..."

"Uncomfortable? Didn't you see a doctor? " Zhang Cheng subconsciously takes a look at the stairs leading to the second floor.

"Dr. Xie has come to see it and said it's OK. The little miss may not have a rest. She has been suffering from a low fever in recent days..."

Low fever Zhang Cheng didn't speak any more, but he looked at the stairs again.

It turns out that she has been suffering from a low fever these days. He didn't even know

After supper, Zhang Cheng's mother accompanied Mrs. Han for a walk. Zhang Cheng sat in the living room, bored and so on.

Inadvertently, he swept to an open box on the tea table, which contained a lot of candy. It was the brand of candy that Han would feed him every day before he smiled.

He really doesn't like sweets. In Shanghai these days, he always felt that there was something missing in his mouth every day. Until he saw these sweets, he didn't remember that there was some missing sweetness.

When Zhang Cheng stared at Tang Lengshen, old lady Han and her mother came back.

It's late, Zhang Cheng gets up, says goodbye to his mother and old lady Han, and then leaves.

After sending his mother home, Zhang Cheng didn't go upstairs, but lied that he had something urgent to go to the company. Then he drove alone to a nearby bar and had two small drinks.

After drinking, he couldn't drive. After coming out of the bar, he found a valet, who asked him where he was going, where he and his mother's house were located. He talked about it again and again. At last, he said the apartment where Han Yi lived with a smile.

Open the door of the apartment and meet him in the dark.

Unlike usual, it's full of bright room. It's Han Yixiao who is sitting on the dining table facing the door or reading a book or writing a topic on his stomach.