Ex-husband sells for 300 yuan

Near eight o'clock, most residents have come home from get off work.

Ling Qian circled around the community for a long time, but couldn't find a place to park his car.

In desperation, he had to temporarily park the car outside the community.

There is a very narrow path not far from here, and the other half is under construction, temporarily blocked, and the cars of nearby residents are parked every night.

There is no surveillance in that place, and it is close to the construction site. It is a mess, and better cars generally dare not go there.

Ling Qian was also a little uneasy, but there was nothing he could do.

"I'll bring the car back when he's gone," he said to Bevisy.

"If you didn't open your mouth just now, it wouldn't be a bad thing to let him move it directly," Bevisi said, "Are you trying to save face and suffer?"

When he spoke, his expression was half a smile, with a bit of doubt, as if he didn't understand why Ling Qian suddenly became so meticulous in his understanding of the world.

Ling Qian was embarrassed to tell him that it was because he was always afraid and nervous when he saw Cheng Haomiao's brother.

"Don't you think his appearance is very inhuman and hard to talk to?" Ling Qian said, "Like the kind of scary leader who only appears on TV and has many nicknames behind his back."

"...Are you afraid of the leader?" Bei Weixi laughed, "It seems that you don't regard that bald man as a leader at all."

"It's not the same thing at all!" Ling Qian emphasized.

On the way back to the community, I passed a convenience store.The two had their own ulterior motives, hesitated for a moment at the door, and both signaled to each other that they wanted to go in for a stroll.

Ling Qian bought some simple daily necessities.If you want to stay overnight, you should be prepared.

Walking to the counter, I saw that Bevisi had already paid the bill and was stuffing something into his pocket.

He didn't go inside just now, he just stood near the cash register, and he finished shopping so quickly.Ling Qian had some ambiguous guesses in his mind, and his gaze involuntarily drifted to the colorful little boxes in front of the counter.

"What did you buy?" He lowered his voice and asked Bei Weixi.

Bei Weixi took out a box of mints from her pocket: "Here, peach flavor."

"..."

"Why," Bei Weixi was puzzled, "Didn't you say this tastes the best?"

Ling Qian took it silently: "Thank you."

The two circled around for about 15 minutes.

Finally back downstairs, Cheng Haomiao's brother hadn't gone up yet.

He was dressed in a dark suit and a windbreaker. He was tall and straight, and the old residential building behind him gave off the aura of a high-end office building.

Seeing the two people walking back from a distance, he who was standing up straight with a blank face turned around and nodded at them.

"...waiting for us?" Ling Qian said nervously, "What are we waiting for, just find Cheng Haomiao and go up there!"

"Perhaps looking for you?" Bevisi said.

Ling Qian shuddered behind his back: "Don't scare me!"

They kept their voices low when they spoke, appearing furtive.

Getting closer, Ling Qian had to force a smile, and asked loudly: "Hello, why don't you go up?"

"It seems difficult to find a parking place here," the other party looked at him, "Did it affect you?"

"It doesn't matter, it's fine, it's already stopped." Ling Qian said honestly.

The other party nodded, and then shifted his gaze to Bevisi's face.

Before he could open his mouth, Bei Weixi stretched out his hand: "Hello, I'm Bei Weixi, and I live with Cheng Haomiao now. You are his brother, right?"

"Hello," the other party shook hands with him very naturally, "Cheng Zhiyuan."

Bei Weixi smiled at him: "I have a good relationship with Cheng Haomiao, you are his brother, do you mind if I call you Brother Cheng?"

Cheng Zhiyuan nodded again, and also showed him an almost impenetrable smile.

"Brother Cheng, let's go up quickly. It's winter, it's really cold to stand here," Bei Weixi said and walked in, "Why, is Cheng Haomiao not at home?"

Cheng Zhiyuan walked a few steps inside before replying, "It should be there."

Ling Qian didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end. He was clearly the master, but he was as honest as a slave.

He secretly sighed in his heart, Bei Weixi is really talented, facing such a serious face, he can be so calm and composed, and even know him so well that he starts to call him a brother.I'm afraid Cheng Haomiao himself can't be so natural to his brother.

Ling Qian was right.

Cheng Haomiao opened the door and saw the two of them, and immediately showed a teasing smile: "Hey, it's only been a few days, why didn't I see you running so frequently when I lived alone..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly got stuck, and his expression froze completely.

"You say it's a coincidence," Bei Weixi walked in as if nothing had happened, "I just met your brother when I came back. Brother Cheng, come in, I'll get you a pair of slippers."

"Thank you." While Cheng Zhiyuan was speaking, his eyes fell on Cheng Haomiao's face.

Cheng Haomiao stood there, frowned, and muttered in a low voice: "Didn't you say I'll be back tomorrow? Why are you running here now..."

Cheng Zhiyuan didn't make any response.

A group of people entered the house, and the atmosphere seemed a bit weird.

Ling Qian was hesitating whether to pour a glass of water for the guest, but Bei Weixi grabbed his hand and dragged him into the room.

"You brothers talk, we won't bother you!"

Cheng Zhiyuan nodded to him again, looking at that face, he couldn't tell whether he was smiling or not.

After entering the room, Bei Weixi quickly closed the door, and then let out a very exaggerated sigh of relief.

"Don't tell me, this person's aura is really scary," he said with lingering fear, "I always feel that as soon as he waved his hand, two people would rush out and drag me down to kill me, which made me very nervous."

Ling Qian stared at him blankly, thinking, were you nervous just now?

"Cheng Haomiao is laughing and joking all day long, why is his brother so serious," Bei Weixi sighed, "I understand what you just said, if the bald man looked like him, I'm afraid you would have been honest by now."

Ling Qian frowned: "This analogy is too insulting, not to mention the face, the volume of hair is not at the same level."

"I understand, you look down on bald guys, in the final analysis it's because of facial control." Bei Weixi said.

"It's not because of this," Ling Qian immediately denied, "And... You understand it from the heart! That bald man's wretched temperament comes from the inside out, he..."

"Oh, I understand again," Bei Weixi snapped up, "It can be seen that I don't look bad."

"..."

"Isn't it?" Bei Weixi smiled and reached out to pull him, "Am I handsome?"

"What a mess, there is no logic..."

Ling Qian muttered in a low voice, leaned over obediently, and closed his eyes.

The atmosphere is just right.

He has been in love for less than a week, and he looks forward to kissing his beloved every minute.

The walls are thin and the soundproofing is mediocre.But at the moment they were quiet, and they couldn't hear any sound from the next room.

Therefore, that unexpected guest can be completely ignored, and at this moment, it is still a perfect world for two people.

Bevisi scratched his lips for a while, then suddenly thought of something, and said, "By the way, I have a present for you."

Ling Qian's eyes lit up: "What?"

He was happy to hear that Bevisi had something to give him.

Bevisi took out a bag with the logo of a supermarket chain printed on it from his coat pocket. It looked crumpled and puzzled.

He unfolded the bag and pulled out a pink braid from inside.

"The hat," Bevisi handed him the knitted fabric, "the one I'm wearing just now is a couple's style."

When Bei Weixi first appeared today, she was wearing a simple and generous gray woolen hat on her head, which looked pretty good, and she took it off after turning on the heater after getting in the car.

There is actually a pair.

"I think this color suits you very well," Bevisi said.

Ling Qian was in a complicated mood, he didn't think he was suitable for pink, but after all, it was a gift from Bei Weixi, and he wanted it from the bottom of his heart.

"You didn't weave it yourself, did you?" he asked.

"Of course not, it was woven by my adoptive mother," said Bevisi, "I'll share it with you."

That must have been given to him when we met today.I heard that they had a bad fight last time, but during the period of no contact, his adoptive mother knitted a hat for him seriously.

This made Ling Qian happy.

"Let me see the other one too?" He stretched out his hand towards Bevisi.

Pevisy's overcoat has roomy pockets, and God knows how many things are stuffed in it.

"Here," he took out another gray hat from inside, "it's exactly the same, it looks like a pair."

Ling Qian took it in his hand, but without looking carefully, he immediately hid the gray hat behind his back.

"I want this!"

Bevisi was taken aback.

Ling Qian forcibly stuffed the gray hat into his pocket, then unfolded the pink one, and put it on Bevisi's head forcefully: "Wow, why does this color suit you so well!"

"...I've failed my studies," Bei Weixi smiled and cooperated obediently, "The cleverness is all used in such weird things."

Ling Qian carefully adjusted the hat for him: "Maybe it's called black when close to ink."

Before letting go of her hand, Bei Weixi leaned towards him again.Ling Qian grabbed the back of his neck and closed his eyes again.

This time the kiss was sweeter and wetter than before.

"Because Cheng Haomiao isn't free, let's take a shower first," Bei Weixi bit his lip and said, "Otherwise I'll have to grab the bathroom later."

Ling Qian was slightly surprised.Living here will still have such troubles.

Just as he was about to nod, a loud voice suddenly came from the next door.

It sounds vague, and it is difficult to distinguish the content for a while, but the speaker's excitement can be clearly felt.

"Is it Cheng Haomiao?" Ling Qian asked.

Bei Weixi turned her head to look at the wall, licked her lips, but said nothing.

After a few seconds of silence, Cheng Haomiao's voice sounded again, a little louder than before.

They could finally hear more or less clearly.

"Don't be hypocritical! Do you think I don't know, you simply look down on me!"

Ling Qian and Bei Weixi looked at each other.

For a brief moment, Ling Qian really wanted to pretend he didn't hear, and continue to live with Bei Weixiwen.

But soon, he realized that this was not realistic.

Ignoring the part that emphasizes sex over friends, there is a familiar voice yelling from the side, where is the atmosphere to do bad things.

Cheng Zhiyuan didn't know what he said, and Cheng Haomiao became even more emotional.

There was a muffled "boom" sound from the wall, as if something had been smashed hard on it.

"Okay, I'm not worthy, so why are you here, what are you still looking for me?!"

Ling Qian had never heard Cheng Haomiao speak in such a tone.

Bei Weixi frowned: "... go and have a look?"

Ling Qian nodded nervously.

When the two opened the door, Cheng Zhiyuan just happened to come out of Cheng Haomiao's room.

"Calm down first." Unlike Cheng Haomiao, his expression and tone were still very calm, and he couldn't feel any emotional waves. "Have a good sleep and think about it for yourself."

Cheng Haomiao didn't make a sound.

From Ling Qian's perspective, he couldn't see the situation in the room clearly, and he didn't know what Cheng Haomiao's expression was like now.

Cheng Zhiyuan stood where he was, looked inside, and continued: "Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, I will find someone to pick you up. Remember to pack up your things before then, and don't let them wait."

Three seconds later, the door in front of him was slammed shut with a "bang".

Ling Qian was taken aback, and Cheng Zhiyuan unconsciously leaned back slightly.

There was no sound in the room anymore, he quickly turned around, gave a slight nod to the two onlookers as a greeting, and then walked towards the door without saying a word.

"This, I left so early, Brother Cheng," Bei Weixi smiled at him, "Shouldn't you sit down for a while?"

Ling Qian wanted him to leave quickly, and secretly poked Bei Weixi's waist from behind.

"No," Cheng Zhiyuan turned around at the door, "Thank you for taking care of Cheng Haomiao during this time."

"You're welcome, you should," Bei Weixi said, "Cheng Haomiao has such a good personality and enthusiasm. He has helped us a lot. We should thank him."

Cheng Zhiyuan only responded lightly, without saying anything more, and wanted to leave.

Bei Weixi sent it to the door enthusiastically, and continued: "He just moved back like this, and I can't help it. After all, a roommate like him who is good enough to get along with and thinks about others is hard to come by."

Without saying a word, Cheng Zhiyuan changed his shoes, said goodbye to them briefly at the door, and left quickly.

The door closed again, and Bei Weixi let out a long sigh of relief: "If my boss is like this, I will resign on the day I join the job."