Love, Expired

After careful calculation, Zhou Hao has not taken the subway for a long time. Home and work are too close to each other on foot, and you can go a little farther by Jiang Yu's car.

After work this day, the sky is dark, and the splendid neon of the big city forms a fine net in front of him, embracing his desire for exploration and his eager desire to integrate into this group.

Yes, he has gradually faded. The old fear of big cities has disappeared day by day, and now he is trying to integrate into it.

The salt at home was running out. Zhou Hao planned to take the subway to another area, go to sixteen stations, and buy two bags of salt to go home.

He is wearing a brand new down jacket today. It is a beige mid-length model. He paid for it last month. He bought it for himself. There is nothing particularly pleasing. He bought it all because of what the shopping guide said: This style is popular ,This color.

It was during the rush hour that the crowd inside the subway car was crowded. Zhou Hao stood by the door, invisibly separated from the crowded crowd.

Zhou Hao: I went to Carrefour over Lao Hong Tower and came back later.

Jiang Yusong: OK, what would you like to eat at night? I got off work early today.

Zhou Hao: Don't do it anymore, there is still noon leftovers in the refrigerator, and it is resolved at night.

Jiang Yuyan: We all listen to Hao Hao.

——The man raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, quit the WeChat interface, and carried the mobile phone back to his down jacket pocket.

"Grandma, come and sit."

"Thank you, boy, is this just off work?"

"Well, just off work."

An old and young conversation passed through the thick human-shaped wall and passed into Zhou Hao's ear. He started looking around in amazement, trying to squeeze from the side by side of the wall into the place where the sound originated.

There are so many people, he can only keep his feet and hold his feet.

When the next stop arrived, the car door opened, and a large crowd rushed out, followed by many more people, and the car door closed again.

Taking advantage of the gap between the flow of people, Zhou Hao secretly stunned to the source of the voice of the founder, all of whom were unfamiliar faces.

He just heard it wrong.

After eight stops, Zhou Hao got off the subway, bought two bags of salt at Carrefour, and took the subway to the home.

The two bags of salt just tossed such a long way, he really enjoyed it.

This is the strangest place for him, and the most lovely place for him. If one thing is decided, he has to do it when the sky goes down. He doesn't care what it means to make this happen, or what kind of manpower and material resources it will cost.

Zhou Hao returned home with two bags of salt. The light in the living room was on, but no one was there.

"Jiang Yuyan," Zhou Hao shouted, and unscrewedly opened the door of the study. The man sitting at the computer desk raised his head, and his tense brows gradually relaxed.

"I am back."

Jiang Yuzhen stood up and came over with his long legs. "Let's eat, let me heat up the dishes. How can I go so far today? There is a supermarket near our house."

"Nothing, I just want to go there."

"What did you buy?"

"I bought two bags of salt."

Jiang Yuzhen rubbed the lunatic's cheek. "Is it cold outside?"

Zhou Hao was like a girl, shy, and hummed in her throat, "It's okay, it's not too cold ..." His eyes flickered and he was not embarrassed to see Jiang Yuzhen.

Jiang Yu's mind was attentive, and there was a casual smile in his mouth.

In the house where the floor was warm, it was warm and warm. Zhou Hao took off his coat and sat on the sofa for a while playing with his mobile phone. In the kitchen, there was the movement of Jiang Yu's hot vegetables. You can feel the hot oil smoke.

"Don't play, come and eat." Jiang Yuzheng brought the hot leftovers to the table and cast his gaze on the little lunatic sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone.

Zhou Hao put down her cell phone, went to the kitchen to hold meals, and took chopsticks.

This seemed to be a common practice. Jiang Yuzheng cooked dishes, and he went to serve rice. Obviously he took advantage.

"Why do you get off work so early today?" Zhou Hao ate and asked casually.

"My aunt is celebrating her birthday today, and my mother asked me to go over for dinner, so I came back early."

"Then why didn't you go?"

"Later when I thought, you were home alone, and I was not happy."

It seems that the two of them should stick together, eat, sleep, and nothing can stop them. However, the little madman's heart was touched by it.

Zhou Hao held his breath and took a few sips of food and swallowed. He said to Jiang Yuying, "You don't want to go, your mother should be angry with you."

"I told her that the company worked overtime and couldn't go, she should understand."

Time was suddenly quiet, and I could only hear the chewing of each other's food. Zhou Hao looked at the handsome profile of the man, and thought, "Will he please his heart and meet his parents?"

The night remained the same. Zhou Hao watched his eight o'clock spy war drama again. Jiang Yuzheng was in the office to handle his official duties. He brought back a stack of documents today, and some were busy.

At 8:15, Jiang Yudi received a call from Ou Yi—

"Yu, where are you now?"

"At home."

"Zhou Hao is not with you? I want to tell you something private."

Jiang Yu frowned, and today's documents disturbed him. He didn't have the right mind to give anything else. "I'm in the study, is there anything wrong?"

"Sun Yiwen is back. You should pay close attention to the person in your family. When you return to China, things will not be easy. The ghost knows when the two will go together again ..."

Ou Yi was still talking, but Jiang Yudi couldn't understand anything. The only words that were still in my ears were "Sun Yiwen is back."

The short words undoubtedly caused an uproar in Jiang Yuzhen's heart, and the world became nothingness in an instant. His only consciousness left the sentence still echoing in his ears.

He stepped out of the study, hiding behind a white wall, peering at the ignorant little lunatic—the man was sitting cross-legged, holding a pillow in his chest, watching TV intently, sometimes biting his fingernails .

What an innocent little lunatic. He doesn't know anything, he doesn't understand anything, but he has to be deceived by people in our big cities.

Jiang Yuzhen's eyes were wet. He leaned back against the white wall and didn't even have the courage to look at the little fool.

He walked to the bedroom absently, lying alone on the bed, holding Pikachu in his arms tightly.

"Jiang Yuyu, that agent is exposed." Zhou Haoxing walked in and turned on the light in the room. "Why are you sleeping?"

Jiang Yumin's voice was also stimulated and weakened, and became hoarse, "Today is a bit sleepy ..."

"Then you sleep, I'll take a bath."

Jiang Yuzhen turned suddenly, his face was very pale under the sun, and the red under his eyes still hadn't faded. He pressed Bikachu firmly against his chest. Such a look, whoever saw it, knew that this man was hiding something in his heart.

"Well, what are you doing?" When Zhou Hao coaxed him, he always called his nickname.

Jiang Yuzhang just looked up at the little lunatic without saying a word.

Zhou Hao wondered if he didn't go to dinner today and was told by his mother, but then thought about it, no, he was not a kid.

"I'm a little uncomfortable." Jiang Yuzhen's eyes contained something unknown.

Zhou Hao took off his shoes and climbed to the bed, lying on the side of Jiang Yuyu, looking at the man with clean eyes.

Jiang Yudi couldn't stand the innocence of this madman's innocence. He didn't say a word, and turned his face away.

Zhou Hao reached out and hugged him, and whispered, "What are you doing today?"

Jiang Yuxuan's hand was holding on to the plush doll in his hand. He was so full of energy that he couldn't wait for his nails to penetrate the doll and pinch it into his own palm.

"You don't want to talk to me, then I'll take a shower." Zhou Hao said angrily.

Jiang Yuzhen turned over suddenly, stretched his arms and held the lunatic, "Haohao, please kiss me."

"What crazy are you smoking today?"

With the arrow on the string, Jiang Yuzhen completely lost control. He seemed to catch the last life-saving straw, pry open his opponent's lips, and **** his breath. There's no desire here, he's just too scared. The fear is that this person has become a gust of wind and disappears.

Zhou Hao was completely confused by him, and fiercely reached his hand against the man's chest to stop his attack. Jiang Yuzhang gradually recovered his senses, he gasped, and his throat was full of depressed pain.

"What the **** are you doing today !? Just say something!" Zhou Hao shouted at him.

Jiang Yu hugged Pikachu on the bed again, still without a word.

"It's sick!"

Zhou Hao put on shoes and went to the bathroom.

About a quarter of an hour later, Zhou Hao went back to the bedroom with her hair wet, and Jiang Yuhuan was still apathetic, curled up with her eyes closed.

Zhou Hao turned off the lights and climbed into bed.

Outside the window was the sound of a sirens that could not be broken, one after another, the passionate life of the city never just started.

The two silent men, at this moment, collided with the whole city. They were too quiet, too quiet.

For a long time, Jiang Yuxi moved his body a little bit. He tentatively squeezed the little lunatic's hand, and the temperature touched by his fingertips made him feel at ease.

"Haohao, what would you like to eat tomorrow morning?"

What he asked couldn't be more unusual, he had to go through it almost every day. But it is precisely this mundane word that can no longer be mundane, but has aroused Zhou Hao's compassion.

"Why are you unhappy today?" Zhou Hao leaned closer to his face.

Jiang Yuzhen gently touched the little maniac's eyebrows, eyes, nose, mouth, and finally squeezed on his cheek. The sense of solidity has increased a bit.

"Tomorrow I will show you to Jiangbei's villa." Jiang Yu shy away without mentioning Zhou Hao's question.

It's not that he has to talk about everything. Zhou Hao understands him, so he doesn't press him any more.

"Okay, let's go and see tomorrow."

They had no sleepiness, Jiang Yuzheng desperately held Zhou Hao, fearing that he would drift away.

"Can you be a little loose? I can't breathe."

Jiang Yuxi loosened his hands a little, but still hooped tightly.

"Haohao, let's choose the furniture and bed tomorrow, and look at the lights again."

"It's early, what's the worry!"

"Look first, this is our house, and we will live there in the future ..." Jiang Yuzhen raised his eyelids and glanced at the little lunatic.

"Why didn't you watch TV today?" It took a long time for Jiang Yuzhen to ask the key.

Zhou Hao pouted and said sarcastically, "It's not to come to comfort you! I can't even connect with the plot tomorrow."

Jiang Yuxian went over and kissed the right face of the little lunatic. He finally smiled, a little stupid, and it was still the familiar dull wood.

The next few days, Jiang Yuzheng was picked up by car, and Zhou Hao didn't understand that it was just a few steps. He had to drive a car.

After Zhou Hao said to him, the car couldn't drive, and then began to follow with two legs and couldn't leave each other.

Zhou Hao was really wondering, thinking that this man was free to fart or something. Once he asked Dumu, why are you always following me to work? I'm not a big man, and I don't lack bodyguards.

How did dumb wood answer? He says,

"I'm afraid we'll be run away."