Sir, would you like a cigarette?

Zhang Anning sent Zhang to the airport.

Zhang Chuan wanted to ask him, "When will you go home?"

But worried that the cold-faced Zhang Anning would say something like "I'm grown up, I don't have to go back to your home anymore".

Zhang Anning graduated from university, no matter how much Zhang Ji didn't want to, Zhang Anning has really grown up.

Zhang Quan lowered his head and slowly took off the ring on his hand.

He had worn the ring for several years, but it was not troublesome to take it off at all, maybe it was because he had become really thin recently, the ring was a bit loose, so he couldn't put it on anymore.

While picking off the ring, Zhang Quan felt as if a piece of flesh had been torn from his body.

"Zhang Anning, you have grown up." Zhang Quan handed the ring to Zhang Anning: "I wish you better and better life in the future." Then he thought for a while and added: "If you need any help , you can come to me. I will..." He could hardly speak, but he said calmly, "I will always live in that house."

Zhang Anning did not accept the ring.

The airport's broadcast has been transcribed in the newspaper for the flight.Zhang Ji shrank his outstretched hand, and smiled awkwardly: "Do you not remember this thing too much? Um...it's okay, then, then I'll go first."

Zhang Anning held Zhang Chuan's hand.

For so many years, Zhang Quan has never seen Zhang Aning's eyes turn red again.

But now, Zhang Anning's eyes were red, and she tightly clasped Zhang Tran's wrist.

He said: "Zhang Ji, you have promised me so many times, how dare you break your promise now as if nothing happened?"

Zhang Anning slid along his wrist, tightly holding Zhang Juan's little finger with his hand, just like the year Zhang Juan took him away from the small village.

Zhang Quan bent down and stretched out his little finger, while Zhang Anning wrapped his hand around Zhang Quan's little finger foolishly.

Zhang Quan still didn't get on the plane.

The prices of hotels near the airport are a bit high, so Zhang Quan was relieved, thinking that the current hotels, even if they are five-star, seem to have some problems in terms of sanitation, such as this quilt, it may have been sent to a factory without corresponding qualifications. Violent cleaning with substandard laundry detergent...

Zhang Tran's whole body was stripped and pressed on the bed, yet he still had the heart to think about it.

Zhang Quan heard Zhang Anning whisper in the dark: "I have a joint venture with a few friends, and I am preparing for a joint venture company. Don't you still have a vacant shop? Do you want to consider renting it to me?"

Zhang Quan was in a daze, thinking how could Zhang Anning be less reliable than himself, and tell him this when he took off all his clothes?

Zhang Quan nodded in confusion.

Panting, Zhang Anning immediately leaned forward and kissed Zhang Ji's lips, until his eyes were blurred, then grabbed his hand, covered a certain position under her body, and said: "In the early days of the company's establishment, there was a lack of Money, I will use this to offset part of the rent, do you think it will work?"

Zhang Quan was out of breath.

That night, Zhang Anning handed over the rent several times by folding the papers.

In the end, Zhang Quan struggled to crawl away, but was limply dragged back by Zhang Anning.

A small part of the rent slowly flowed out from Zhang Trans's shares.

I don't know whether Zhang Tran made a loss or a profit.