Serious warning to next door Husky neighbors

"Sister!" Zhou Qingyan rarely yelled when he entered the door, "Soymilk." The next second his voice softened again.

"You woke up early enough and went to bed late." Zhou Xin looked at the chrysanthemum and wolfberry tea on the table, "This tea is not for health preservation at all, it is for life extension."

"Have you packed it yet?" Zhou Qingyan pulled the door open, "Just leave as soon as you pack it up, the store doesn't need to open on weekday mornings?"

"I'm not missing any more." Zhou Xin chewed half of a steamed stuffed bun.

"I really don't know how your shop survived." Zhou Qingyan closed the door again.

"By the way, what did the staff in your community say?" Zhou Xin was sitting on a chair at the bar, holding a glass of wine in her hand, and chewing on a bun.

"He said he was a decent person, but..." Zhou Qingyan paused, "But he wants to see me."

"See you?" Zhou Xin's voice was doubled, "I think he wants to hit you!"

"I don't know. I'm also curious. It's nothing to meet." Zhou Qingyan went to the kitchen and snatched the wine from Zhou Xin's hand. "I won't take you there, I'll take a taxi."

"Cut." Zhou Xin pursed her lips, jumped off the chair, and walked around the living room, "Tsk, it's rare to find such a nice house, and you don't feel uncomfortable when you're alone. Not lonely?"

"Can you get out? If you don't, I'll let the cat bite you." Just as Zhou Qingyan finished speaking, the little orange cat on the sofa opened its mouth and let out a haha ​​to Zhou Xin.

With a click, the door was closed, and the room was completely silent.

The room is decorated in dark and simple colors, and the bar counter is full of wine bottles, but they have not been opened, and Zhou Xin insisted on putting them all over the place.Half of the cabinets are filled with wine and half with tea leaves. There are not many tea leaves, but not a drop of wine has been touched.

The light in the room was dim, and the orange cat on the sofa was about to give birth. This was probably the only guy in Zhou Qingyan's room that could reveal new life and vitality.Of course it doesn't include him.

"After giving birth this week, I'll take you to the beach." Zhou Qingyan sat on the sofa, stroked the cat's back with his palm a few times, turned on the TV, and stared at Sadako on the TV with a smile on his lips.

On the other side, Chen Nansong finished the vegetable juice in his hand, took out a cigarette in his hand and lit it, and sat on the high stool beside him in a daze, with a book next to his fingers.

"Introduction to Psychology"

That is, the book was brand new, and the outer cover of the cover had not been torn off. He unbuttoned the cuffs and rolled them up above his forearms.There was another scar one centimeter down from the elbow, long and thin, and deep, and the marks could not be removed after all these years.

The book was pushed to the farthest corner by him, the phone screen at the corner of the table was lit up, and Chen Nansong called, "Hey, sister, did you find anything?"

The other end of the phone paused for a few seconds, "I'm still looking, but I guess there is a clue, and the police are still in touch." The voice on the other side was not very clear.

"Okay, Fei Le is fine here, don't worry, call me if you have anything to do." Chen Nansong took a puff of cigarette and hung up the phone, buried his head in his arms and closed his eyes.

"Tsk." Chen Nan took a deep breath.

Stomach pain, suddenly came like a cramp, like being punched.

It only takes two seconds, and the pain will be fine. This problem also started recently.

"It seems that we still have to go to the hospital, maybe after the [-]th." Chen Nansong lowered his head and whispered, and exhaled softly, his head was a little dizzy.

"It's the damn guy next door. It's so noisy that I can't sleep well at night. I really want to put a juicer in his mouth." He muttered, and dragged upstairs to catch up on sleep.

"Ding dong! Ding ding ding dong!!"

The doorbell kept ringing. I don't know which bastard it was. Ringing the doorbell made the doorbell feel convulsive, and it would be scrapped after a few more rings.

"Who the hell is that!" Chen Nansong stood on the stairs, reluctantly turned around and went downstairs, frowning fiercely, and moved towards the door with his forehead supported.

The door opened.

"Nan Song!!" As soon as the loud voice came out from outside the door, Chen Nan Song almost picked up the slipper next to him and threw it at him, but the person at the door rushed over and didn't give him a chance.

"What are you doing?" Chen Nansong tried to take a deep breath, his body was swayed by Chen Bei like a tumbler, and his head became dizzy even more.

"Send care for you!" Chen Bei squeezed into the room through the gap, the bag in his hand kept dangling, "This is an old hen I bought specially, and I will make soup for you, so that you can nourish your body."

"Tell me, what happened, and you were kicked out by your parents again?" Chen Nansong didn't have the strength to speak, and his stomach hurt badly, throbbing.

"I'll go upstairs to rest for a while, and you can toss slowly by yourself." Chen Nansong took a glass of boiled water, bent over and walked upstairs while supporting his stomach.

"What are you doing? Uncomfortable?" Chen Bei grabbed the chicken's neck and looked up at him. He studied the chicken's butt for a long time, "How did you stuff it in?"

"What are you stuffing? I don't know anything else, but your brain can be stuffed in." Chen Nansong rolled his eyes, stooped and rushed upstairs, but Chen Bei who was downstairs didn't hear anything.

"Damn it, I don't know if I can last until after the [-]th." Chen Nansong lay flat on the bed and let out a long breath, and got up half of his body after two seconds, blowing in his mouth, trying to drink the hot water in the cup boiling water.

"Honey water." Chen Nansong muttered, "That thing seems to be quite useful." He thought of Zhou Qingyan.

I don't know what that person is doing?Maybe they are drinking afternoon tea, or working, anyway, they must be busier than him.

At this time, Zhou Qingyan next door.

"Xiao Mi, Xiao Mi, look! It's not scary." Zhou Qingyan was wearing pajamas, nestled on the sofa, holding the little orange cat in his hands, and insisted on breaking his head, forcing the cat to watch Miss Sadako on TV.

Xiao Mi meowed twice, unable to move, just staring at the horror scene on TV with horrified eyes.

This owner is such a dog.

Chen Nansong was woken up by the beeping sound of the steam pot downstairs and the smell of chicken soup. When he opened his eyes, it was dark, and there was a dim light in the room. When he got out of bed, he was unconscious and fully awake. He slammed his bare feet on the side cabinet.

"Nan Song? What's wrong with your feet?" Chen Bei shook the spoon in his hand, and wore a pink cat apron around his waist, "Aren't you sleeping, are you sleepwalking now?"

"Shut up." Chen Nansong limped towards the other side of the kitchen, smelling the aroma all the way, head straight into the pot.

"Hey, you have to taste my chicken. It took me a long time to stuff the ingredients into the chicken's butt." Chen Bei stood beside him, ready to fish the chicken.

"Suddenly I don't feel very hungry." Chen Nansong was about to back away as he spoke, but in the end he was dragged and stuffed a chicken leg into his mouth.

"By the way, you plan to stay for a few days." Chen Nansong chewed on the chicken leg and looked at him sideways.

"I don't know, I guess I'll have to stay longer this time." Chen Bei wanted to bury his face in the bowl when he spoke, "My dad has frozen all my bank cards, and this chicken is my last property."

"Huh?" After hearing this, Chen Nansong picked up the bone of the chicken leg in his hand and continued to gnaw it a few times.

"You don't dislike me, do you? Nansong, I grew up drooling with you, you can't..." Chen Bei hadn't finished speaking.

"Shut up!" Chen Nansong was about to be pissed off by him, and the soup in the bowl instantly tasted bad, "Just stay here! Don't be hypocritical, last time you lived for two months, this time it can last longer That time?"

"This time it will take half a year..." Chen Bei swallowed.

"What the hell?" Chen Nansong almost sprayed his face with a sip of soup, "Why don't you just sign and make a deposit, and you can just buy my house, if it's really not possible, you will pay for the water and electricity bills of the house."

"Brother Song!" Chen Bei's two-worded person had goosebumps all over his body, and he was not as introverted as he was on the roller coaster, "The only valuable thing in my body is my underwear, or I'll pick it up for you now. "

After Chen Bei finished speaking, he was about to take off his pants. Chen Nansong stepped back a few meters, "Stop! If you dare to take off your pants, I will kick you out right now."

"That's fine, then I won't take it off." Chen Bei's hippie smile really lacked the energy, "Where should I sleep at night, Brother Song?"

"I only have two rooms, where do you think you sleep?" Chen Nansong took the bowl and was about to wash it, looking down for the dishcloth.

"I'm so sorry."

"What are you sorry for?" Chen Nansong turned his head with widened eyes.

"I'm so sorry to sleep with you." Chen Bei looked shy, and just finished speaking, "Pfft! Don't stuff that dishcloth into my mouth!!"

"I don't believe you can't stop your mouth!" Chen Nansong pressed the man into the bowl.

He still compromised on the final sleeping place, and gave half of the bed to Chen Bei, and hugged the quilt to curl up beside the bed.

The sound of snoring in the middle of the night made him roll over and over on the bed.

"Damn." Chen Nansong tossed the quilt, grabbed a cigarette, went downstairs and opened the door, and squatted in the corner of the courtyard door to calm down alone.

There was a vent in the corner of the yard, and the cold wind in the middle of the night blew straight on his body, making his fine hair stand on end.Chen Nansong shook his shoulders, and ran to the bench opposite with half a cigarette in his pocket. The place was not too cold because it was covered by trees.

"Huh." He exhaled, and the smoke ring floated up around the top of his head.

"Mimi." There was a familiar voice from the bench next to it, which was covered by trees. The man snapped his fingers, bent down and kept crawling under the chair.

"Zhou Qingyan??" Chen Nansong stared like copper bells at night, stood up and walked to the side.

The squatting figure turned his head, and the familiar face also looked terrified.

Zhou Qingyan wore pajamas all day long, and didn't change at night. The hair on his forehead was a little messy and covered his eyes.He turned his head to look at Chen Nansong, his hands were still digging under the chair.

"What are you looking for?" Chen Nansong squatted down and half knelt on the ground, wishing to get his head into the crevice of the chair, looking at it for a long time, it was all dark.

"Cat, my cat." Zhou Qingyan spoke clearly, the two of them were too close, and they could clearly feel the heat of their breath.

"Have you raised a cat?" Chen Nansong realized after finishing speaking that it seems that now is not a good time for small talk, "I'll help you find it."

Half of the cigarette butt in his mouth was stubbed out by him, he bent down completely, and his head and shoulders got into the innermost part of the chair. If his buttocks were not stuck, he could still get in.

"I see." Chen Nansong stretched out his hand and slowly hugged the little thing hidden in the corner.

The cat's belly was a little bulging, and its head was covered with leaves. It barked twice when it was held in its arms.

"Pregnant?" Chen Nansong straightened up and looked at him.

"Well, it's going to be born this week." Zhou Qingyan took it, "But I still like to run around and hide if I don't pay attention."

"You are the only one in your house?" Chen Nansong looked at him and asked, he was sweating all over his body, and a gust of wind felt a lot more comfortable.

"It's just me." Zhou Qingyan lowered his head and rubbed the kitten's head twice, smiling slightly, "I picked this little guy up in the bushes before."

Chen Nansong suddenly said, "Is your family big?"

"Huh?" Zhou Qingyan was a little confused.

"Why don't you take me in too." Chen Nansong's head probably isn't normal today.