I'd love to live next door to you

Until Dong Yi's car left the store, no trace was found, and a figure appeared in front of the right window on the third floor.

The man named "Xige" just went to pick up song youman's dress on the highway. He stared at the direction of Dong Yi's car for a long time, then raised his hand and took off his mask.

A thin but attractive face came out.

However, his face is not very good, his lips are slightly pale, and his dark circles under his eyes are also a little heavy, as if he hasn't had a good rest all year round.

He touched a box of cigarettes in his pocket, bounced one out, skillfully bit it on his mouth and lit it with a lighter.

After he took a hard pull, he clamped it on his fingertips and looked at the direction to Qingdao again.

Before long, on the windowsill in front of him, there was a layer of ash and several cigarette butts with different lengths.

When the cigarette box was empty, he turned around and went to the bedside. He opened the bedside table and rummaged through it for a long time. When he found that all the cigarettes were exhausted, he took a bottle of red wine from the bedside table, bit off the cork with his mouth, poured it into the glass, and poured it into his stomach like drinking water.

When the bottle of red wine was empty, he was too lazy to call for someone to send cigarettes and wine. He lay on his back on the bed. He stared at the ceiling for a long time, then supported his arms, supported himself, searched under the mattress for a while, and took out an ID card.

Name: Han Zhijin.

Gender: male.

Native place

As the handwriting fell into his eyes, he held the tip of his ID card and shivered a little.

"Brother Xi?" The door of the room was suddenly opened.

Han Zhijin reflexively hid his ID card under the pillow and turned to look at the door.

The person who came here was Xiao Li, a mechanic in the shop: "brother Xi, the car of Miss Song who was just received by Dong Yige, do I need to add a saixiu or wait..."

"Now..." Han Zhijin said only two words, and then changed his words: "forget it, don't worry about it."

Xiao Li looked at him without knowing why: "ah? what do you mean? Don't fix it? "

"Repair..." Han Zhijin paused: "I repair."

Xiao Li's eyes widened and his face looked like a ghost.

There are five famous bosses in this shop, but they all know that the real boss is Xi Ge who is not famous Brother Xi doesn't show up in the shop. I don't know what to do today. If someone comes, he will go out to repair the car himself. It's really evil!

Han Zhijin saw Xiao Li standing at the door, staring at himself for a long time without making a sound. He thought he didn't hear what he said, and repeated, "no one of you needs to worry about that car. I'll go down to repair it later."

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When he arrived in Qingdao, song youman couldn't help but ask Dong Yi, "where is he from, brother Xi?"

"Brother Xi? He is from Beijing In fact, the real boss of our shop is brother Xi. Before, brother Wang opened our shop. Brother Wang was not good at business. About two years ago, it was almost closed. Brother Xi came here, made an agreement with brother Wang, and then came back to life... "

Song youman: "Oh, he's pretty good."

"Yes, brother Xi is very strong in the aspect of car. You can know what's wrong with the car when you listen to the voice..." When Dong Yi said these words, his face was adored, which showed that he really admired the man named "Xige". However, when he said that, he regretted: "it's a pity that the heaven is jealous of the talents..."

"Heaven is jealous of talents?" Song youman heard the story and asked curiously, "what does this mean?"

"Ah, Miss Song didn't see it? Brother Xi walks slowly. He has a problem with his legs... "

Song youman thought of the slow walk of "Xige", and his heart couldn't help but clapping: "legs? What happened to the legs? "

Hearing this, Dong Yi realizes that he just said nothing about brother Xi's personal affairs. He grabs his head and is a little embarrassed: "that, Miss Song, where are we talking about? Just listen to your left ear and your right ear Otherwise, brother Xi knows that I will be scolded if I tell people about his private affairs behind his back... "

Song youman smiled and said, "I met you by chance. It must be from the left ear to the right ear."

Dong Yi was relieved: "brother Xi's leg, right leg, amputated..."

PS: the number of words in this chapter is Doha ~ I'm here tonight ~ ~ this chapter still draws a little cute mysterious gift box, winning condition: vote, I somehow love my big nephew ~ hehe ~