Sang Yu Fei Wan

Yu Sang looked at Zhong Beichen in surprise.

Zhong Beichen looks good no matter when, especially when he is serious.And good-looking people have a convincing power in everything they say-if it is not because what Zhong Beichen said is too outrageous.

Yu Sang shook her head and smiled.

"I'm really not very lucky," Yu Sang admitted. "I've bought lottery tickets for many years—I still buy them today, but I haven't even won five yuan."

"Well," Zhong Beichen said, "Maybe I want to save up and bring you a big one."

"But I..." Yu Sang continued, "Even if the luck factor is excluded, it's not good. I went for an interview a few days ago, and there is no big difference from my previous self-evaluation, or even worse."

He doesn't really want to show his vulnerability in front of others, but Zhong Beichen is the only person who has seen his dejected side in these years, so he feels that it doesn't matter what he does in front of this person.

The worst has been seen anyway.

Zhong Beichen opened his mouth, but before he could speak, the vehicle began to slow down, as if it was about to stop.

"Here we are." Yu Sang said, standing up quickly to break the somewhat frozen atmosphere, but the car suddenly stopped abruptly, Yu Sang lost his footing and tilted slightly, but was caught by Zhong Beichen in time.

Belatedly, Yu Sang recalled the feeling of bumping into Zhong Beichen just now.Zhong Beichen was very thin and full of muscles.When it hits it, it feels quite elastic and warm.

Zhong Beichen's hand rested on Yu Sang's shoulder for a moment, and then let go after helping Yu Sang up.

"It's bad luck." Zhong Beichen smiled, as if teasing.

Yu Sang was also swept away from the self-pity mood just now, smiled and shook her head, feeling better.

There are elevators in both the moving-out and moving-in communities. In order to save unnecessary expenses, Yu Sang didn't ask the master to help carry it, but borrowed a small cart.

Originally, he planned to move by himself, but Zhong Beichen insisted, so he went up and down, and ran many times with Zhong Beichen.

It was hot, and Yu Sang was sweating within two trips. Turning to look at Zhong Beichen, he found that the tip of his nose was also covered with fine beads of sweat.

"Give it to me." On the last trip, Yu Sang intended to take the box from Zhong Beichen's hand.

Zhong Beichen raised his wrist and wiped the sweat from his forehead, smiled at Yu Sang, and said, "It's okay."

Yu Sang was a little taken aback.For a moment, Yu Sang had an illusion: it seemed that he and Zhong Beichen were just ordinary people among all living beings who walked in step.There are no exquisite villas and apartments, decent sideline jobs, and mighty moving troops.Just the two of them, working hard and sweating in this dusty rental house.

May worry about work, worry about money, there will be a lot of suffering.But I just feel that if this is the case, it seems that it is not a bad idea to cuddle with each other.

Yu Sang shook her head, and drove this ridiculous thought out of her mind.

"Thank you," Yu Sang said when Zhong Beichen put the last box into the room, "With you here, the move is much faster."

He glanced at the time and said hesitantly, "I... treat you to a meal."

After all, he picked up his mobile phone and wanted to find out what restaurants around him had good reviews.

Coincidentally, the call came in brightly, it was Kumano.

Yu Sang hesitated for a long time, she didn't want to accept it, but she had to.He smiled at Zhong Beichen apologetically, and picked up the phone.

Kumano's loud voice slammed into his ears from the receiver.Yu Sang was frowning, but suddenly felt that she fell into an embrace.

Zhong Beichen passed Yu Sang's hand under the armpit where Yu Sang was answering the phone, went around behind his back, and squeezed it hard.

Yu Sang held up her mobile phone, opened her eyes wide, her nose was filled with Zhong Beichen's breath, and she couldn't say anything.

Zhong Beichen didn't hold him for a long time. In fact, Yu Sang felt that it was a little too soon - even before he could remember - Zhong Beichen let go.

He took two steps back, lowered his head, typed two lines on the phone, and then showed it to Yu Sang.

Share my luck with you.

Goodbye.

Zhong Beichen smiled at Yu Sang, waved his hand and left, and closed the door for Yu Sang.

Yu Sang no longer knew what Kumano was yelling in his ear, he stood straight in the messy room of the rented house, stunned.Then he ran to the window and looked downstairs through the window.

Downstairs is not the only way out of the community. Yu Sang looked for a long time, but did not see Zhong Beichen.Only the green branches and leaves are swaying.

Only then did I feel lost.

It is often said that parting happens at the end of summer, but before summer is over, Yu Sang already feels the loss strongly.

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