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Wu Yunkai took the food back to his room and put it on the laptop rack.

Carefully open the jar of pickles, and the special fragrance spreads out, filling the whole room.

After taking a few mouthfuls of rice, he hurriedly picked up some pickles and ate them.

This delicacy vaguely reminded him of those phantoms like spring flowers and autumn moon...

The fragrant duck porridge, and the laughing and feasting, feeding each other unfeelingly.

When their eyes met, they couldn't help laughing and asked:

"Is it delicious?"

At that time, the man just gave a soft 'um', but he received the warmest appreciation as if he heard the voice of God.

I can't wait to give my best to that person with all my heart and soul.

Does that person really like it?

Do you really feel good?

That person will have whatever he wants from now on, and the delicacies in the world will naturally be held in front of his eyes... Will he still miss the deliciousness of this jar of pickles?

That indifferent light 'um', but he actually believed it.

Even at that person's birthday party, he brought a few cans of pickles as a birthday present.

ah ah ah...

Why does he always do stupid things?

At that time, I just felt that I had promised that person to send a few cans of pickles, even if the two separated, I still had to do what I had promised.

If that person received such a birthday present, what expression would he have?

In the world made of gold powder, in the radiant and prosperous moment, when you open the beautifully packaged gift box, how funny and stunned you will be.

The inserted card had Wu Yunkai's name written on it, which was simply a joke.

He made a fool of himself again...

The more Wu Yunkai thought about it, the more he felt ashamed, and he really regretted it.

Put down the chopsticks and put the pickle lid back on, he was already tasteless.

There was another knock on the door, and Jiang Han appeared again.

"Did you forget to take your medicine again before you ate?!"

The voice was cold, as if he had done something very wrong.

"Ah...it seems to be..."

"I'm going to have a stomachache again later, have you finished eating... If you think it's too unpalatable, why don't you eat out?"

Wu Yunkai picked up the rice and took a few mouthfuls with great effort.

"Actually, you cook the rice so soft for me? In order not to irritate the stomach, so the seasoning is also very little, right?"

Jiang Han lowered his eyes and said, "It's because I did a poor job. Let's go to the bookstore after eating. Remember to take the medicine later."

"Oh."

Just bite the bullet, and it will be done in three or two bites.

Just as he was about to take out the dishes, he received a call.

"Yun Kai, it's me, Peng Zeqin... Where are you now? Are you feeling better recently?"

In fact, Wu Yunkai hesitated when he saw Peng Zeqin on the caller ID, and then heard Peng Zeqin's reserved voice, he really had mixed feelings in his heart.

After such a painful incident on the night of Qixi Festival, Peng Zeqin never called again.

Wu Yunkai thought that Peng Zeqin would never contact him again, who would have thought that he would hear his voice again today, obviously Peng Zeqin was also very concerned about what happened that night.

Actually, he thought about it afterwards, indeed, how could Peng Zeqin know the travel arrangements of Luo Jue and his fiancée?

Under the heavy trauma, he was in a daze, and in pain he didn't know how to face others, so he hurt Peng Zeqin with his unscrupulous words!

It's just that when I see Peng Zeqin, I will think of... think of so many things...

"It's Zeqin... I, I'm on a business trip!"

"On business trip?"

That suspicious question made Wu Yunkai really want to slap himself.

What did he say was not good, he said he was on a business trip, idiot, it should be said that he was going on a trip!

"Ah... I mean, I'm traveling to relax now."

"Really? Where did you travel?"

"Uh...Tibet." In a panic, he started talking nonsense, thinking that the farther the better, the place name 'Tibet' came out just like that.

"..."

At this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Jiang Han poked his head in.

"Have you finished your meal? Hurry up and get ready to go out, the bookstore will be closed later."

Wu Yunkai panicked immediately, covered his phone, and whispered to Jiang Han, "I know, come out immediately."

He moved his hand away again and said, "Zeqin, I have something to do now, let's talk when we have time, goodbye!"

Without waiting for the other party to respond, he immediately hung up the phone.

The night of early autumn is slightly cool, and the quietness of the bookstore is mixed with the fragrance of paper, but it is a good place for recreation.

Just 10 minutes away from where they live, there is a decent-sized bookstore with a fairly complete range of books.

Jiang Han was holding a health cookbook and flipping through it.

"Wow, now it's all diets for weight loss, and there are Sichuan dishes. Jiang Han, do you like Sichuan dishes?"

"It doesn't matter."

It's boring.

Wu Yunkai wandered around boringly, and stopped when he saw a book of interior decoration.

When he saw this book, he immediately thought of his small apartment.

It was designed and decorated according to my own preferences... There are also many unforgettable memories there.

For a moment, Wu Yunkai held the book, his eyes were blurred, and he fell into a distant thought.

The ringing of the mobile phone disturbed him again and broke the silence of the study room.

Wu Yunkai didn't even look at it, and hurriedly picked up the phone.

"Yun Kai, tell me the truth, where do you work now? Why are you with Jiang Han?"

It was Peng Zeqin again. Sure enough, the business trip aroused the other party's suspicion.

"I said I went on a trip, where are you working?"

"Believe it or not, I can find out the current location of your cell phone with just one phone call? But I don't want to do that. I thought we were still good friends and should be honest..." Peng Zeqin's voice seemed very lonely.

Wu Yunkai sighed: "No, I just feel that I don't have the face to see you. I'm really sorry last time. I shouldn't have suspected you so unreasonably. I'm really sorry."

In fact, whenever he sees Peng Zeqin, he will naturally think of many happy, sad, and even extremely embarrassing scenes. Now he just wants to clean up his mood and put them out of his life.

"Yunkai, don't say sorry, I never blamed you. Are you still in Haishi?"

"No, actually I..." He was in a dilemma.

There was a long silence on the other end of the phone, as if waiting, and he could even hear the long breathing of the other party.

Wu Yunkai thought: Forget it, no one can harden their hearts when facing such a 'friend'.

Sighing, he reported his address.

Peng Zeqin asked again in detail and confirmed again and again before hanging up the phone.

As soon as he pulled up the cable, he saw Jiang Han standing beside him. Wu Yunkai was startled, and smiled helplessly. Subconsciously, he felt as if he had made a big mistake.

Jiang Han didn't say anything, just said flatly: "Is there any book you fancy?"

"No."

"Then let's go."

Seeing Jiang Han's still indifferent expression, Wu Yunkai breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Jiang Han holding a book in his hand, looking at the page, it seems to be the health recipe book just now.

The two walked to the cashier and saw a row of magazines next to them.

Wu Yunkai's eyes turned, and when he saw the cover of one of the magazines, he seemed to be in a daze, staring blankly and unable to look away.

After Jiang Han paid the money, he happened to see this scene, and with a cold face, he pulled Wu Yunkai away without saying a word.

After leaving the bookstore, taking advantage of the night, a gust of cool wind came oncoming.

Immediately, the entire pores stood upright, Wu Yunkai felt a little cold and couldn't help rubbing his arms.

"Who did you just talk to on the phone?"

Jiang Han's cold voice suddenly sounded, which startled Wu Yunkai.

He squeaked: "A friend?"

"You don't want to be known as Wu Yunkai, but you go around telling others about your specific situation. When the time comes, don't regret that your current working place is too close to Shanghai!"

Wu Yunkai said, "Actually, none of my friends told me, not even Ah Mian... It was actually Peng Zeqin just now. I accidentally said something wrong, and he kept asking me. I really couldn't stand it. "

"Peng Zeqin?! Peng Zeqin from ZS Bank?"

Jiang Han naturally knew Peng Zeqin. When he was an assistant to the general manager, he had contacted ZS Bank credit manager Peng Zeqin many times.

However, he really never expected that Peng Zeqin and Yun Kai would be so familiar and...friendly? !

However, he still breathed a sigh of relief, after all, Wu Yunkai did not talk to that person on the phone again.

"Well, I've known him for a long time, plus the time we were in the company, we became better friends."

Jiang Han frowned, his face stern.

"Since you know that he belongs to ZS Bank, you should never tell him about your situation. If he is not strict with his tongue... well, it won't help if you say anything now."

"Zeqin, he won't reveal it." There were some things that Wu Yunkai really couldn't say.

"You always trust others so easily."

Wu Yunkai smiled, and just wanted to go back to the apartment to take a shower.

As soon as he arrived at the apartment, Wu Yunkai grabbed his underwear and rushed into the bathroom.

Now taking a bath three times a day is too little for him.

Carefully clean the nails, every place where dirt will remain on his body, starting tomorrow, he will be sitting in the office.

You don't have to stand up all day, in such a noisy place, your life is already complete.

Thinking about it now, the standard of living I demanded is getting lower and lower day by day.

After taking a shower, he immediately got into his room and wrapped himself in a thin quilt.

Lying in bed, getting ready to fall asleep.

Suddenly, someone rang the doorbell at the door.

The gate of this apartment building has been broken for a long time, and no one has come to fix it. Now anyone can come upstairs.

People often come up to sell some 'parallel imports', which is annoying to death.

However, it was probably past ten o'clock now, and few people would be so late.

Furthermore, if no one answers the door after pressing a few times, the salesman will go to another one.

It's just that this one seems to be particularly stubborn, as if he doesn't give up until he reaches his goal.

Hearing the door of the next room opened, it was obvious that Jiang Han had gone out to answer the door.

Hearing a louder conversation at the door, he seemed to hear a familiar voice.

Wu Yunkai hurriedly turned over from the bed and ran out to see what happened.

I saw Jiang Han talking to someone outside the door, and the one standing in the entrance was Peng Zeqin.