Remarriage is not easy

It was only then that Ji Nan remembered, yes, this is a suburban villa area, there are no buses, and private cars are used to get in and out, the probability of encountering a taxi at night is not much better than winning the lottery.But he still didn't want to admit defeat, he left, so why give him another chance to get rid of his guilt.

He hung up the phone directly, blocked Nie Ting's phone number, and walked towards the only taxi stand outside the villa area.

Try your luck.

Nie Ting squatted next to the trash can in his own kitchen, staring at the soup and claypot thrown into the trashcan together, and the pile of crumpled post-it notes on the claypot, he was dazed. He picked up the post-it note, put it On the kitchen stove, he went to pick up the casserole again. It was still hot. He put the casserole on the dining table and wiped it with a paper towel. He kept the food for himself, but he threw it away again.

Nie Ting returned to the kitchen, took out the bowl and spoon from the disinfection cabinet, and took out the post-it note that he had just kneaded on the stove. Returning to the dining table again, he opened a post-it note, Ji Nan's regular script The handwriting jumped into the eyes, gently smoothing the post-it note...

"On Monday, remember to buy chicken wings. Nie Ting will go home for dinner tonight and make his favorite fried chicken wings with garlic."

"On Tuesday, soak the beans in advance at night, and cook multigrain porridge tomorrow morning. Nie Ting has a bad appetite, so eat something light."

"On Wednesday, Nie Ting has a social gathering at night, so drinking is inevitable. Remember to make hangover soup."

"Thursday, Nie Ting coughed a few times in the office yesterday. He remembered to buy Sydney and Chuanbei to boil water, put them in a thermos, and secretly put them on his desk."

"Friday, tonight Nie Ting went home for dinner. He casually told the secretary at the company that he wanted to eat dumplings, remember to buy the ingredients."

"Saturday, don't go to work today, remember to go to the flower shop in front to buy a bouquet of roses he likes and put them in his bedroom."

"On Sunday, I caught a cold. Remember not to infect him and keep a distance from him."

Nie Ting looked at them one by one, and the last one said: "Remember to order his favorite cheese flavor for the birthday cake." Birthday?

Yes, it was his birthday a few days ago!

I promised to spend my birthday with him, but what was I doing that day?Chen Zixuan had just returned to China that day, so he went to pick up Chen Zixuan, and then took him to have dinner with a group of his friends, and went to sing after dinner, but he didn't come back all night.

Nie Ting was getting more and more heartbroken, and ran out of the house. Xiaohua yelled at the dim streetlight in front of him. The fragrance of rose flowers was still charming. Nie Ting knew that he must not have gone far.

After a few steps, the phone rang. Nie Ting was overjoyed. Is it Ji Nan?

But he was disappointed. It was Chen Zixuan who called. After ringing twice, Nie Ting slowed down, connected the phone, and walked from his door to the only taxi stand. It took about 20 minutes to walk. He has the habit of walking slowly. He is used to walking while looking at the scenery on the side of the road. If there is nothing to see, he just looks at the lines on the ground and the stars in the sky. Therefore, it may take him 30 minutes to walk to the taxi stand.

"What's the matter?" Nie Ting said to the phone while walking.

Chen Zixuan's voice sounded extremely weak and helpless, "Brother Nie Ting, where have you been? I just woke up and didn't see you. I, I'm a little scared..."

"I have something to do, you go to bed first." Nie Ting seemed to see a shaking shadow in front of him, slowly moving forward.

"Brother Nie Ting, my stomach hurts so much. Do you remember that when we were at school, we were at the same table. When your stomach hurts, I would warm it and rub it for you. It will get better soon..." Chen Zixuan seemed to be Enduring the excruciating pain, it sounded like she was about to cry.

Nie Ting stopped in the middle of the road. The front was the direction to keep Ji Nan. He was probably waiting for him to find him. The back was the direction to go home. The home was the dream lover he had been looking for for many years.

How should he choose?

The night was getting deeper, the dense clouds were heavy, covering the starlight, and the shallow crescent moon secretly hid in the clouds at some point. In the silent night, Nie Ting stood alone on the road and was tangled.