Ex-husband sells for 300 yuan

"Why do you want to hear this?" Cheng Hao was at a loss.

"It's not me, it's Bei Weixi," Ling Qian hurriedly explained, "He's studying for the exam, you know that? He lives near you now, and he just has time in the afternoon. Can you let him come over and attend the class with you?"

Cheng Haomiao hesitated for two seconds: "...Have you asked him for his opinion?"

Ling Qian was suddenly a little embarrassed.

This is indeed his wishful thinking.Bevisi has always held an elusive awkwardness towards his kindness, unwilling to accept it easily.But this time the situation was special, the teacher was not invited by him, no matter whether Bei Weixi went or not, he would come to give lectures as usual, without any extra payment, it was just a joke, he shouldn't be so repulsive, right?

"I just heard you say, where did you get the time to mention it to him? Of course, it's inconvenient to ask you first," Ling Qian said threateningly, "You still live in my house, so it must be inconvenient, right?"

"Of course I won't refuse," Cheng Haomiao said helplessly, "I just feel..."

"what?"

"You really care about him." Cheng Haomiao said.

Ling Qian shut his mouth tightly.

Bullshit, he thought, but if you ask me why, I won't tell you.

Cheng Haomiao continued: "I was wondering before, why did you rent a house in this poor place...... Now you tell me that he lives nearby..."

"Cough!" Ling Qian cleared his throat to ease the embarrassment.

"You ran out all day long and didn't come back at night..." Cheng Haomiao paused, his tone showing a little uneasiness, "Could it be that I'm living in the nest that you two love?"

"No!" Ling Qian shouted, "He's never been to this house before!"

"...Your tone sounds quite regrettable."

"What exactly do you want to say?" Ling Qian asked quickly and loudly for bluff.

"It's nothing," Cheng Haomiao said, "Well... why don't you go and ask Bei Weixi if she is interested in taking classes?"

"Ah, that's right!" Ling Qian came back to his senses, forgot to say goodbye, and cut off the call at the speed of light.

Today is Saturday.

Cheng Haomiao was able to chat with him on the phone, so it can be seen that the teacher will not come today.And at this time, Bei Weixi must be working hard to brush up the questions, so it is not appropriate to disturb her.

But in less than two hours, it was time for Bei Weixi to go to work in the Internet cafe.

Ling Qian tidied himself up excitedly, and rushed out of the house with joy.

It's just over a week since we saw each other, seeing Bei Weixi's face again in a familiar Internet cafe, Ling Qian felt a little bit of a world away.

This is probably called not seeing each other every day.

Bevisi laughed immediately after seeing him.

"I thought on the way here that you might appear suddenly." He said to Ling Qian.

As he spoke, he took out a familiar small iron box from his pocket.

"So, I bought this when I was passing by the convenience store."

Ling Qian took the box of candy, opened it and threw one into his mouth first, then gave one to Bei Weixi.

"It's not as good as the peach one," he said to Pevisy, "I like peaches best."

Bei Weixi nodded: "Okay."

Ling Qian put away the candy, lay down on the counter, licked his lips nervously: "It's a good thing to tell you something."

While he was speaking, he carefully observed Bei Weixi's expression, and prayed secretly in his heart, hoping that Bei Weixi would not give up this great opportunity in a whimper.

"Does that bald man know who you are?" asked Bevisy.

His expression was very excited, and he looked eager to try, obviously looking forward to such a classic face-slapping scene.

"Uh...not yet," Ling Qian was a little ashamed, and re-emphasized, "It's a better thing!"

"Then...Auntie finally let you go and didn't force you to go to work?" Bei Weixi asked again.

"That's a good idea!" Ling Qian shook his head, "However, this matter is much better. It's not about me, it's about you."

Bevisi's smile turned into confusion: "Is it related to me?"

"Well," Ling Qian took a shallow breath, "It's like this...Cheng Haomiao recently lived in the house I rented before, did I mention it to you?"

After briefly explaining what happened, he hastily added: "I really didn't arrange it deliberately, it was purely a coincidence! I think this is a very good opportunity, it would be a pity not to go, what do you think?"

There was surprise and disbelief on Bevisi's face: "So, I can go to the class every day?"

"Not every day, but when a teacher comes," Ling Qian said nervously, "Are you going?"

"Go, of course I will," Bei Weixi nodded without hesitation, "such a great opportunity!"

Ling Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and laughed: "Then I'll ask Cheng Haomiao for details, and then..."

"I'll ask myself. I have his contact information, so I won't have to spread the word between you," Bei Weixi said with a smile, "I'm so lucky."

Ling Qian thought to himself, Bei Weixi is really easy to be satisfied.

Really lucky, why did he spend a lot of time in this Internet cafe every day in such a good time, just to earn living expenses for himself.

It's not luck that Bevisi has, it's just that good and hardworking people get the rewards they deserve.

"Why were you so nervous just now?" Bevisi asked him.

"Because..." Ling Qian turned his head, "I'm afraid you won't want to go."

"Why, didn't you also say that it would be a pity not to go to such a good opportunity," Bei Weixi said, "Besides, that guy Cheng Haomiao certainly won't listen to the class well? The teacher stared at him in class. Xiaoyan, what a pain. I went and rescued Cheng Haomiao, and the teacher's lecture has value, everyone is happy."

Ling Qian nodded quickly: "That's right!"

Bei Weixi smiled for a while, and suddenly asked: "The house you rented, how many rooms?"

"Two rooms and one living room," Ling Qian said, "What's the matter?"

"Does Cheng Haomiao live alone now?"

"Well," Ling Qian said, his heart moved, "...Are you interested? If you move here, an extra bed in the second bedroom will be fine! When the winter vacation is over and I go back to school, Cheng Haomiao will be able to leave. You can lie down too!"

"How do you know that I want to ask this," Bevisi said, "The house I'm renting will expire next month, and I'm considering whether to renew it."

"Stop continuing!" Ling Qian was excited, "I'll charge you an extra 50 yuan a month, and the guaranteed conditions are a hundred times better than that, come on!"

On the way back, Ling Qian was sitting in the taxi, moving around excitedly, unable to calm down at all.

He originally wanted to stay overnight, but Bei Weixi refused, fearing that staying up late would affect his work status on Monday, and the bald man would catch him.

This reason is very motivating, thinking that he will be able to live with Bei Weixi in a disguised form when school starts, Ling Qian's mentality is much richer, and he is not obsessed with this night.

He didn't quite understand why Bevisi suddenly switched sex and became willing to accept his help.Obviously nothing special happened during this time.

Does this prove that their relationship has become a little closer?

Thinking of this, Ling Qian couldn't help smiling.

Although he has a lot of distress now, he feels tortured at work every day, and he can't even afford a pair of earphones he wants.

But he hoped that Bevisi would have a better life, a little easier.

Bei Weixi took Cheng Haomiao's class the next day.

Those teachers and Cheng Haomiao tormented each other for a week, finally looking forward to a smart and studious child, no longer need to bite the bullet and sing a one-man show to the cow, playing the piano and singing a one-man show, couldn't help it, and the class was more active.

Bei Weixi is also very good at seizing opportunities, studying hard and asking questions, solving a lot of accumulated doubts, gaining a lot and making gratifying progress.

This was extracted by Ling Qian from the information conveyed by Bei Weixi and Cheng Haomiao, and added some subjective embellishments of his own.

Most of the time, he asked Cheng Haomiao for inquiries.

Cheng Haomiao was free and could harass him at any time without any psychological burden.

Ling Qian listened to his report every day. Today, Bei Weixi was praised by the teacher for her standard English pronunciation and accent. Bei Weixi wiped out [-]/[-] of the weekly homework assigned by the teacher in one night. Bei Weixi's mock test scores were super high.

He was delighted to hear it, wanted to celebrate, wanted to give Bevisy more encouragement, and wanted to buy many, many gifts for Bevisie.

Unfortunately, no money.

Soon, he remembered the pile of clothes and shoes he bought in Bevisi's size that he had piled up at home because he couldn't find an excuse to give them away.

"You just say it's yours, if you don't want it anymore, give it to him, okay?" Ling Qian asked Cheng Haomiao.

Cheng Haomiao was silent for a long time, and said, "There is something wrong with you."

Ling Qian cleared his throat, and put on a serious look: "Recognize your identity, you are now dependent!"

Cheng Haomiao is not afraid of him at all: "Can't you deliver it yourself, he will be happier if you deliver it to him."

"...If he doesn't want it, then what should we do," Ling Qian said, "It will be too late to say it's yours."

Although Bevisi's attitude had obviously changed, he still didn't dare to make it too obvious.

Cheng Haomiao sighed: "Forget it, I'll just say it straight."

"what?"

"Do you like him?" Cheng Haomiao asked.

Ling Qian froze for a moment.

"You care about him to an unbelievable degree," Cheng Haomiao said, "I didn't care as much as you did when I was chasing my ex-girlfriend. If you don't like him, you may have a mental illness."

Ling Qian subconsciously refuted the wrong choice: "You are the one who is mentally ill!"

"Oh, I don't deny the previous one." Cheng Haomiao caught the key very keenly, "So you like it?"

"Why are you so gossip, what does it have to do with you?" Ling Qian resisted stubbornly.

"It's really none of my business," Cheng Haomiao said, "You give me an accurate word, so I can make up my mind whether to tell you or not."

"tell me what?"

"A secret, I promised never to tell it before," Cheng Haomiao said, "But you are my good brother, if you like him, then I think it is necessary to let you know."