Fangzhong of the day

The car was sent to the 4S store and picked up half a month later.Fang Yu paid the due amount, signed the form, and took a taxi to Lin Yu's clinic.

On the first day of the May Day holiday, there were unexpectedly many people in the clinic.Lin Yu was sitting leisurely in the office alone looking at the files. Fang Yu opened the door and went in without raising his head. He just said in a muffled voice, "Here we come!" This sentence seemed to pinpoint the person who pushed the door. Who is the same.

"Banxian'er, I'm busy, thank you for the wine." Fang Yan lay down on the single bed, raised his hand to his forehead to cover his eyes.

"Alcohol is not important, what matters is what reason you give." Lin Yu raised his eyes and glanced at the person lying on the bed from his glasses. "Huh? Are you going to sleep now?"

"Look, what's the matter?" Fang Mata lifted his shirt and pointed his ribs and waist with his index finger.

"Hey, it's so beautiful! It's all three colors overlapping. You didn't sleep in the blue sea and sky last night?" Lin Yu pushed the frame in the middle of the bridge of his nose with his fingers, walked over, and looked down at Fangmata's body, which was bluish, red and purple. Infected wounds. "Rogue debt." Lin Yu said firmly.

"Guess right!" Fang Yu's voice was muffled, as if he was about to fall asleep.

Lin Yu raised his right hand, put his three fingers together, and pressed lightly on the place that looked more tragic.Pressed them all, and in line with Fang Yu's expression of pain, he came to a conclusion: "Well, it's much lighter than last time, and I'm merciful!" Turning around, he took a disinfectant wipe from his desk and wiped his hands again. .

"Be merciful." Fang Yan repeated these four words in a low voice, and suddenly smiled. "Hehe, it should be."

"Who? Alone?" Lin Yu leaned against the desk and asked Fang Yu, who was lying straight.

"Yeah." Fang Yu replied lazily, and after a pause, he said, "You have seen it before."

"Ah?" Lin Yu's tone was surprised, but he was thinking calmly on his face.

"Private cellar." Fang Mata spat out two words with regret.

"You...that's a child, you just came of age." Lin Yu recalled that the two times Fangmata was beaten recently were when they appeared together in Bihaiyuntian wine cellar, and that was only last night.It was easy to match the number, and he saw that person too.The sommelier of Bihai Yuntian Private Cellar is famous for its high-quality conditions, otherwise such a high-end place cannot be entered by just looking good.

"20." Fang Mata's voice lowered.

Lin Yu raised his foot and kicked the iron bed, "clang!" The iron bed in the clinic made a sound, and it sounded like it was about to collapse.

Fang Mata jumped up from the bed and jumped to the ground, turning his head to look carefully at the bed he was lying on just now.He raised his hand and rubbed his warm forehead pressed by his arm, "Change it!" After speaking, he stretched lazily.

"What are you thinking? Do people understand? Just look at the face?" Lin Yu frowned and asked three questions in one breath.

"I miss him. I understand. Let's look at his face first." Fang Yan put his hands on his waist, tilted his head slightly, and stood opposite Lin Yu, answering all three of his questions with a smile on his face.

Lin Yu clasped his arms around his chest, as if he would punch his fist in the next second.

"Hey!" Fang Mata sighed compromisingly, "A freshman student at the Academy of Fine Arts, very... very personable, clean and innocent than me. Don't worry about it!" Fang Mata raised his hand and patted Lin Yu's shoulder.

"Then what do you say about your camouflage?" Lin Yu poked his finger on him.

"I'm in debt! Hey... I'm so attractive to people with all the bad things about me." Fang Yu smiled wryly and turned his head to look out the window.

Lin Yu nodded in agreement.He and Fang Yu are classmates, and the two of them realized that they don't know each other very well now, but most of them still know each other.Fang Matato himself used the word "breaking things" to describe the twists and turns behind him, which is very appropriate!

"The clothes are yours. I won't return them." Fang Yu said, pulling at his shirt, "in a moment... take Yang Di to Xishan for dinner, together?"

"Break it!" Lin Yu said with a sneer. "Hurry up, don't make trouble." Lin Yu said and kicked Fang Yu's calf.

Fang Yan smiled, picked up a bottle of water from Lin Yu's desk, unscrewed it and took a few sips. "Gudong Gudong!"

Lin Yu stared at Fangmata's movements in disbelief, "You don't have a fucking memory..." Lin Yu swallowed back the words, closed his eyes, opened them and gave Fangmata a good look.

"Isn't this yours?" Fang Yu touched Lin Yu's shoulder with the bottom of the water bottle as if comforting, then turned and walked out.

No long memory!

Standing by the side of the road, Fang Yu called Yang Zhai, and the two made an appointment to meet at the main entrance of Xishan Villa and walk in together.It's just for show, it's so realistic that you don't need a car to pick you up and send it off.What's more, now that he doesn't have a car, he has to take a taxi.

Fang Yu took a taxi on the side of the road, told the driver to report to Xishan Villa, and lay down in the back seat with his eyes closed.I squeezed the body of the bottle lightly and heavily in my hand. Does memory really have something to do with specific things?No, what should be guarded against is people, never a dead thing as a sharp weapon.

"Sir, sir, the Xishan villa area is here, sir..."

Fang Mata heard someone calling him in a daze, eyes half-opened, brows furrowed, eyebrows hanging upside down, with a ferocious look on his face.He turned back to the driver who was calling him, and was so frightened that he choked back the words.

Fang Mata glanced at the meter on the car, handed over the exact amount of money, said "Thank you!" and got out of the car.

"You haven't slept all night!" Behind the sycamore tree, Yang Zhai walked towards Fangmata who had just got off the car.

It was almost noon, and the sun was starting to get hot.

Fang Mata raised his hand to cover the awning, and looked at Yang Di in search of sound.

Every time the girl came to the door, she would dress herself like a lotus in clear water. Fang Yu looked at Yang Di who walked in and thought, if he likes girls, he might like Yang Di's style.

He smiled at Yang Di who was standing opposite him, "Happy birthday!"

"Just talk?" Yang Zhai glanced down at his two empty hands.

Fang Mata spread his hands across from Yang Zhai generously and turned them upside down. "There is nothing, people can take it away." One hand hangs down on the side of the body, and the other hand is still stretched out in front of Yang Zhai, motioning her to take it away quickly.

"Crack!" Yang Di raised his hand and patted Fang Yu's broad palm, "Are you going to be hard on me, cut!" After saying that, he glanced blankly, turned and walked into the community.

"Hahaha!" Fang Yu was amused by the girl's straightforwardness, and took two quick steps to keep up and walk.

It took about ten minutes to walk from the main entrance to Fang Boqun's house. The two slowly exchanged news while watching the patchwork scene in the community.

"Is your brother really divorced?" Yang Di asked softly, looking at the curved artificial river on the left.

"Well, do you know what will happen next?" Fang Mata put one hand in his trouser pocket, caressing the metal wallpaper knife, which was handed over to Jianxi in the morning.

"Huh! Good thing!" Yang Di's tone was as cool as autumn frost, and his expression was even colder and harder. "The only topic between us is whether they are married or not."

"Smart!" Fang Yu patted Yang Zhai's arm quite approvingly.

"Didn't my dad and Fang Boqun already sign the agreement? It's gone through legal justice, so it's unnecessary." Yang Di said indignantly.

Fang Mata squinted his eyes into a very thin slit, and looked up at the scorching sun hanging high above.Too strong direct light, the vision became white.

There is no real thing in sight, and the footsteps begin to become vain, and the unsteady heart trembles slightly.

There are so many seemingly normal but distorted things in the vastness of the earth and the sky.

In the fog, after losing the sense of proportion, the behavior driven by profit seems to be more convincing.

When the lights are on, I greedily want to see the scenery in every corner.

When the lights go out, all you want to know is where you stand!

"...that's enough!"

Yang Di was still talking, but Fang Mata didn't listen.

"You talk, what should I do?" Yang Di stopped and stared at Fang Mata and asked.

"Let's talk now?" Fang Yu pointed to the surroundings, and then pointed to Fang Boqun's villa not far ahead. "Let's go in the afternoon, everything is easy to talk about when we get out of here." Fang Mata said in a deep voice and continued to walk.

Yang Zhai's birthday is on May 5nd, but tomorrow the Yang family will definitely hold a decent birthday party for this illegitimate daughter who can be served on the table and is temporarily useful.So Fang Boqun asked Fang Matato to bring her home for a meal the day before.

Fang Boqun and Fang Qin were both at home, and Fang Qi was picked up by Su Xiaolan.

When Fang Qin was chatting with Yang Di and Fang Boqun, Fang Qin told Fang Yu about the recent situation of his ex-wife Su Xiaolan without hesitation. "Fang Qi's mother got married at the end of this month and immigrated to the UK. She will send me a gift later."

"Will Fang Qi go together?" Fang Yu was more concerned about the whereabouts of this nephew who was close to him.

"How could it be? My father won't let Fang Qi go even if he loses everything." Fang Qin laughed out loud.

Fang Mata felt cold when he heard this, Fang Qin was blaming Fang Boqun again.There's nothing wrong with it. Any son who is used by his father to carry on the family will be unhappy, but he can't refute it. This is indeed what a man should do.

Fang Qin took a sip of the green tea in front of him, and continued, "Besides, Su Xiaolan doesn't want it."

Fang Mata stared at the tea soup in the teacup with his upper half of his face reflected.

Another pair of fucking parents, and a fucking grandpa.

A child is suffering!

Fang Matata gritted his back molars hard, picked up the tea and drank it in one gulp, put the teacup back on the table, and watched the TV in a trance.

The main purpose of this meal was really not to celebrate Yang Zhai's birthday, but to get married.

Fang Boqun glanced at Fang Qin from time to time during the banquet, who looked cold and didn't communicate with anyone.

Fang Mata had a panoramic view of these movements, and he probably understood why they were talking about marriage again.

Fang Boqun should have captured Fang Qin's thoughts, even if it was just a sliver, he would not watch him happen.

Coming out of Xishan Villa, the two took a taxi and went to a nearby Italian-style street.

After ordering two cups of coffee, the two sat facing each other by the window, looking at the couples on the street, the jingling sightseeing cars passing by, and the style shops along the street.

An hour later, the second cup of coffee was served and the two empty cups were removed.

Yang Zhai spoke first, "Would you like to hear the love story between a graphic designer and a foreign doctor?"

The bustle and bustle outside the window, the tranquility and tranquility inside the window.Fang Yu cast his eyes on Yang Di opposite, his face was as calm as water, and there was a warm smile on the corner of his mouth.Take a sip of coffee, "Just listen to the result."

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It's late again, sorry!