my neighbor mr

It is now 9:44 in the evening, and Chen Youqing is fidgeting on the sofa at Zhao Kuo's home.He thought he must have lost his mind just now to call Zhao Kuo.

After Chen Youqing ran out of the house in the morning, she was surrounded.The genius has just turned pale, not to mention the bus, there is not even a taxi.It is very quiet, there is no sound of pedestrians talking or whistling cars during the day, and it is also very noisy, with the sound of cicadas, the sound of rubbing leaves, and the sound of stars.Chen Youqing wandered around the empty streets at five o'clock in the morning, feeling a little sad in his heart.But he really didn't have the face to go back again, firstly because he did such a shameless thing like forced kiss last night, he was really ashamed to face Dai Xu, secondly, he ran out of course, it would be so embarrassing to go back ah.

After wandering around the street like a ghost for a long time, Chen Youqing finally came across an all-night fast food restaurant, heaved a sigh of relief, ordered milk and French fries, and Chen Youqing nestled himself on the soft sofa in the shop decadently, Seeing that the milk gradually lost its heat, and the French fries collapsed limply, the phone rang.Chen Youqing's expression jumped up all of a sudden, it was already past nine o'clock, it must be Dai Xu, thinking so, his face that had already shown a little smile collapsed sickly.He took out his mobile phone and looked, it was as expected, but it couldn't be anyone else, Dai Xu was the only one who could think of him as the mobile customer service.Staring blankly at the constantly flashing names, the expression on Chen Youqing's face became more complicated, a little bit annoyed, but also a little bit happy, but she couldn't hide the embarrassment, the corners of her eyes drooped, and she looked a little sad.Chen Youqing sighed, and didn't want to press the phone, just half-closed his eyes and looked at the screen, waiting for the phone to hang up by itself.

Afterwards the phone rang several times, Chen Youqing hesitated and pressed all of them, and finally made up his mind to turn off the power of the phone.When Chen Youqing ordered the third cup of milk, the waitress looked so pitiful that this man is broken in love, which made Chen Youqing even more disappointed.Can he be called broken in love?It never started at all, he still remembered Dai Xu's reaction last night, he was pushed so hard, and now his back still hurts, and he really couldn't stand Dai Xu's eyes.Although he had only looked at Zhao Kuo with that look less than a month ago, but...and most importantly, Dai Xu pushed him so hard!

The more he thought about it, the sadder he became, his whole body turned gray, and he barely sat until lunch time. Chen Youqing really didn't want to face the waitress' naked sympathetic gaze, so he just ate a sandwich and hurried away.

Chen Youqing has never felt that a day is so long. He used to lie on the sofa, scroll through Weibo, catch up with fan dramas, and complain about anime. After a while, it was almost one o'clock in the morning. It's time to wash up and go to sleep.But now he is wandering aimlessly on the street, without a destination, just wandering around, not even a person to chat with, it's just like a year, let alone run away from home for a few days or something , Chen Youqing is not sure whether he can persist through today.

Squatting on the side of the road depressed, Chen Youqing's whole body was shrouded in gray negative energy. At such an extraordinary moment, he didn't even have a friend to turn to and complain about, how sad it must be!However, the saddest thing didn’t stop there. It was only when he was paying for lunch that he found that he didn’t bring his wallet with him. There was actually a pair of earphones in the bag he carried on his back before he left. Fortunately, there were still some in his jeans pocket It was the 90 yuan that he had received as change for buying magazines before, which made him not only face the dilemma of having no money to pay for the food he ate.Now the balance in his bag is 48.8 yuan, which is really bad news, which means that Chen Youqing has to think twice even if he doesn't want to go home at night.

I can't be more aggrieved, but Chen Youqing, who is poor and short-lived, is so shy that he finds a small cold drink shop with no one there, and orders a cup of milk tea under the owner's unfriendly gaze, and reads magazines while using the air conditioner in the shop. An afternoon wasted.

When it was getting dark, Chen Youqing felt that he really couldn't hide, so he turned on the phone slowly, and the text messages that came out immediately almost crashed the system.Some are from 10086, and some are from Dai Xu.Throughout the day, I only looked for him with these two numbers.

Chen Youqing originally wanted to call Dai Xu, but he really didn't have the guts to whitewash himself in front of others, and he could always strengthen his cowardly courage through the phone.But seeing the first text message pushed, "Youqing, where are you." Chen Youqing's courage accumulated all day was gone in an instant.

Flipping through the phone book in a depressed mood, when she saw the word "Zhao Kuo", Chen Youqing dropped the phone call, and before she had time to repent, the other party answered the phone.

"teacher?"

The voice of the boy on the other end of the phone was a little strange, Chen Youqing suddenly felt that it would be okay to tell him for some reason, and after holding it in for a whole day, he really wanted to find someone to talk to.

Squatting on the side of the road, blah blah, blah blah, the more I talked, the more wronged I was, the corners of my eyes turned red.The boy on the other end of the phone kept listening silently, and finally softened his voice and said, "Teacher, where are you now? I'll pick you up. You don't have a place to stay tonight."

Then, Chen Youqing was taken home by Zhao Kuo, who came here, and Chen Youqing sat on the soft sofa of Zhao Kuo's house, looking horrified at Zhao Kuo sitting across from him and peeling apples for him.

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