Song Yan paused and said coldly, "So what? Is this what you call liking?"

Jiao Jing pursed her lips slightly, and was silent for a moment.

This downhill road was finally quiet.

After leaving the cemetery, Song Yan stood on the side of the road and took a taxi, but on New Year's Eve, everyone was reunited at home, and there was no pedestrian on the road, let alone asking for rent.

Jiao Jingwei couldn't see how lonely and lonely he looked, walked up to him and said, "I'll send you off."

"No." Song Yan refused.

"You'll freeze to death here, believe it or not? Don't give up this senseless anger."

Song Yan didn't get angry with her, because she didn't want to get involved with her too much.

"Let's go, I'll take you back to Xinqiao, and I'll go home."

In the end, Song Yan got into her car, but instead of returning to Xinqiao, she returned to Ningkang.

...

Late at night, Yan Zhuo and the guard, Uncle Xu, put together a small table in the guard's room to watch the Spring Festival Gala cooking hot pot together.

"Oh, you're here again this year," Uncle Xu said with emotion as he looked at Yan Zhuo through the sweltering heat, "Come on, let's go for a walk—" He raised his glass.

Yan Zhuo touched him and took a sip of the white wine. It was spicy and irritating. He instantly wrinkled his face into a ball, sticking out his tongue and groaning: "This is too unpleasant to drink!"

The uncle took a piece of mutton and laughed at him: "Oh, you kid can't drink liquor!"

Yan Zhuo waved his hand, it was too hard to drink.

The uncle of the doorman is a good chatterer. If he drinks too much, he will tell Yan Zhuo about his autobiography.

Uncle Xu was a hard worker, and he joined the army at a young age. After being discharged from the army for several years, the family trustee introduced a daughter-in-law, and the two met eyes as soon as they met, and got married soon after.

But the good times didn't last long. In less than half a year, Uncle Xu's daughter-in-law passed away unexpectedly. Uncle Xu was infatuated with love, so he never married, guarding one-third of his family as a bachelor until now.

Although the story is quite sad, Yan Zhuo almost cried the first time he heard it. But this is the first time Uncle Xu has said it so many times that Yan Zhuo has become numb.

He asked, "Then do you remember what she looked like? Will you forget?"

Uncle Xu took a sip of wine and said, "That won't happen. I've been thinking about her all the time."

Now Yan Zhuo didn't know what to say.

There were few photo studios in those days, and Uncle Xu didn't even have a photo of his daughter-in-law.

The atmosphere was a little dull, except for the sound of chopsticks touching the bowl, there was almost no other sound.

Yan Zhuo opened his mouth, wanting to say something comforting, when suddenly a dazzling light hit.

Uncle Xu raised his head, looked outside in a daze, and muttered, "At this time, who else is coming..."

After a while, they knew who it was.

Song Yan pushed open the car door and got off the co-pilot. His face was bad, and it was a bit scary to be illuminated by the dazzling headlights. He just took a few steps when he was stopped by Jiao Jingwei reaching out his hand.

She took Song Yan's hand and said, "Yes, I'm sorry, I was wrong, I shouldn't have said that to you, what kind of you are, I don't know, I didn't say anything just now because I couldn't accept my best My friend likes my boyfriend."

Song Yan listened to her patiently, gently brushed her away, and said, "You don't need to apologize, you're right. When we were together, I really didn't love you as much as you thought."

Jiao Jing was slightly startled and said in a trembling voice, "Song Yan—"

...

Yan Zhuo couldn't hear what they said in the room, he could only see their tugging figures and their mouths opening and closing. Because his heart and taste buds have been filled with bitterness.

Uncle Xu watched the play for a while, then he suddenly made a "tsk" and shook his head: "I have no intention of concubine lover..."

"Really?" Yan Zhuo shook the cup, "but why do I think they are a match made in heaven."

After he finished speaking, he smiled mockingly, not knowing who he was mocking.

Uncle Xu was dissatisfied with his contradictory tone, and began to give him a well-founded analysis: "Look at the man's face, the three characters of impatience are bright and impatient, and if he really likes that woman, he can wave her hand away. ? It's obviously entangled."

Yan Zhuo pursed his lips, as if that was the case. He threw down the glass and said, "It's mine."

Eh? what?

Uncle Xu saw that he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and his face was written as if he would die. Then he watched him walk alone and bravely towards the center of the storm, and stopped in front of the two of them.

Uncle Xu couldn't help but clapped his hands, full of expectations for the next plot development: "Yes! You should snatch him, so beautiful, don't worry, give us a little face!"

But the fact was shocking. After Yan Zhuo stopped, he glanced at Song Yan's displeased face. The boyfriend's power that he obtained from nowhere burst out, and shouted at Jiao Jingwei loudly: "Hey! Why is it you again!"

"..."

His voice was very loud, and in this empty night, there were infinite echoes, which shook people's eardrums.

Jiao Jing straightened her face slightly, and said impatiently, "Why is it you again?"

Yan Zhuo said, "I'm a staff member of this nursing home. Is there a problem?"

Jiao Jing opened her mouth slightly, and just wanted to speak, but Yan Zhuo raised her eyebrows and blocked her back: "If there is a problem, keep it."

He stopped fighting and said to Song Yan, "Go in?"

Song Yan ignored him and walked into the courtyard first.

Jiao Jing glared at him slightly, and just wanted to follow in, but was stopped by Yan Zhuo.

"Idle people are not allowed to enter."

Yan Zhuo's words are not deliberately embarrassing her, they are just telling the truth. Ningkang must register a visitor record to enter.

Probably because she felt there was no need to be angry, she was not angry, and shouted behind Song Yan, "Let's get in touch another day."

Uncle Xu witnessed the whole process of robbing people, plus he drank a little wine, and when the two approached, he couldn't help catching Yan Zhuo and scolded: "You are not up to your expectations, you go and grab people, grab a What did the man do when he came back? Did he grab the wrong one?"