Serious warning to next door Husky neighbors

"Who? Tell me." Dr. Liang approached him, sat up straight and looked at him with curiosity.

"Neighbor." Chen Nansong didn't intend to hide it, this is the only place where he can talk easily, "He's a teacher, handsome, gentle, and weird, I like it so much."

"Tsk." Dr. Liang couldn't hold back his voice, "The corners of his mouth are almost grinning to the sky."

"Is there?" Chen Nansong looked up at him with a smile on his lips.

"Nan Song." Dr. Liang lowered his expression and looked at him closer across the table. "I think you can try it. Now you can control your emotions and you can feel it yourself."

"Then should I tell him, will he be scared to death?" Chen Nansong jumped up.

Dr. Liang shrugged his shoulders, "It depends on his condition. I haven't seen anyone, why don't you bring me over next time?"

Chen Nansong frowned and pouted, "I think you can just open a new shop and be a matchmaker."

"I think so too." Dr. Liang sat on the sofa and sighed, "Now the time is purely for chatting, what do you think about your major, if you want to take the psychology major, I can help you, of course , only on the technical level, I have no interpersonal relationship."

"Let's talk about it, I haven't thought about it yet." Chen Nansong stood up and looked at his watch, "It's getting late, I'm hungry, I'll go back first, and I'll come over another day."

"En." Dr. Liang waved his hands twice, and finally said suddenly, "Come on!"

"What are you adding?" Chen Nansong pushed open the door with a grin. The sun was scorching at noon, shining on his skin and face, hot and hot.Growling with hunger, he walked along the path until he found a noodle shop in this barren place.

The boss was sitting outside with a watermelon in his hands, the big fan at the door was blowing, the hair on Chen Nansong's forehead was flying, his clothes were blowing in the wind, he wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Boss, a bowl of noodles."

"Okay, let's sit down for a while." The boss wiped the sweat from his forehead, stepped on his slippers and walked towards the back kitchen.Chen Nansong found a place close to the fan, staring at the unfamiliar land in front of him in a daze.

His mobile phone was held in his hand, and when he opened it, he found that there was nothing interesting, entertainment gossip, celebrity scandal, none of which interested him, "Boss, I'm getting a bottle of soda!"

"Okay! You can take it from the freezer yourself." The boss poked his head out from behind the curtain.

He put the iced soda on his face, Chen Nansong breathed out comfortably, with a smile on his face, he took a few sips from the bottle.

beep---

His wechat message shook his body.

"Who is it?" Chen Nansong turned on the screen of the phone and unconsciously smiled when he saw the head of SpongeBob SquarePants.

Zhou: Are you not at home?

Chen: Outside, I have something to do, have you eaten?

"Why do I keep asking boring questions." Chen Nansong looked at the phone and muttered to himself.

"Here comes your noodles." The boss put the noodles on the table, Chen Nansong said thank you, and added chili peppers to it with a spoon on the side.

The phone rang, and Zhou Qingyan sent a photo of a table of dishes, but it looked like a light dish without any chili.

Estimated at parents or relatives.

-Dining together at home on weekends, doesn't it look very light?

- well, healthy.

Chen Nansong was taken aback after sending the message with a smile.

So what now, my friend?But they haven't known each other for long, let alone the rest of the relationship, which is out of reach.

"I've grown so old that I don't understand feelings, so I take one step at a time." Chen Nansong said in a low voice, lowered his head and took a mouthful of noodles. When the bottom of the bowl was empty, Zhou Qingyan didn't reply. He took a taxi at the door and was the driver. Not very good, he almost vomited when he walked halfway.

"Here we are." The driver slammed on the brakes. Chen Nansong didn't sit still. He slammed his head on the front seat, covered his forehead and scanned the QR code to pay the money. Only after paying the money did he see a message on WeChat, which was from SpongeBob SquarePants .

Zhou Qingyan asked him if he had gone home, and Chen Nan got off the station and stretched his neck to look around on the road in the community, and was just about to reply a message with his mobile phone.

-drop!The loudspeaker behind the buttocks blared loudly, causing people to shrug their shoulders in fright. Chen Nansong turned his head and looked at the familiar car. Zhou Qingyan stretched out his hand to say hello twice, and drove the car towards the parking lot behind.

Chen Nansong found a nearby small chair to sit on, watched the person come out before getting up and walking forward.

"You're back, are you busy recently?" Zhou Qingyan glanced at him, lowered his head to find that the shoelaces had been delivered, and squatted down to tie them.

"I'm not busy, I just went to see a doctor." Chen Nansong didn't have any expression on his face, what he usually does now.

"What's wrong with you? Are you uncomfortable?" Zhou Qingyan chopped off his feet a few times, and he pulled the cat hair sticky from his sleeves.

"It's probably a long story." Chen Nansong didn't want to go around in circles, but he didn't know how to explain it standing on the main road, "It's been many years, it's not something easy to solve." He said casually.

"Well, where are you going on Eleventh?" Zhou Qingyan asked him.

"Yes, it's going to be a holiday. If you don't tell me, I'll forget it. Fei Le said he's going to the beach, and he's going to find a place with few people nearby to live for two days." Chen Nansong was about to walk to the house, and he suddenly turned his head and looked behind him. man, "going?"

He tried to ask, maybe Zhou Qingyan would agree as soon as his brain had a cramp, but it was estimated that the possibility was relatively small.

"Okay." Zhou Qingyan said casually.

Chen Nansong took a few breaths with his mouth open, "Okay, then...then I'll send you a message tonight."

He reckoned that Zhou Qingyan's brain had a twitch, and he was probably infected by him, so he could agree to this thing.

Did this guy take a fancy to me?

Chen Nansong murmured to himself, entered the door and closed the door, "How is it possible, he is so full that he falls in love with me?"

"Uncle! My luggage is packed, can you take a look?" Fei Le poked his head out from upstairs and beckoned.

"So fast?" Chen Nansong rushed upstairs, "By the way, your teacher Zhou is also going."

"Ah?" Fei Le almost shouted at the end of his sentence, "Are you trying to force me to death?"

"What did I force you to do? He probably doesn't even bother to talk to you. Why do you think so much, brat?" Chen Nansong squatted on the ground looking at Fei Le's small suitcase, the cartoon minion, and a few clothes that fit no more than seven Kilogram.

"Okay, you are checking yourself, you Uncle Chen?" Chen Nansong stood up straight and asked.

"Downstairs, let's set up a street stall for my beautiful sister to buy things." Fei Le dragged his tone and lowered his head in thought. "Why don't I pretend to be a good student, or at least pretend to be a good student."

Chen Nansong walked out the door with his hands on his forehead, stood at the door and yelled at Chen Bei's back until his voice was almost hoarse, but no one responded to him, so he just went back to the house and nestled on the sofa to see the hotel. It's hard to book a hotel during holidays, but you can book a room for two people The bed was a dream.

Chen Nansong looked at the picture of the big bed room in front of him in a daze, and there were only two rooms left next to the price tag.

"Two rooms don't seem to be enough." Chen Nansong muttered, looking up at the ceiling for two seconds.

Booked without hesitation.

"Chen Bei and Xiao Le slept in the same room, and then I and..." Chen Nansong smiled, and turned to send a message to Zhou Qingyan with his mobile phone.

- There are no extra rooms, only two, which I booked.

-it is good.

"Why are you smirking?" Chen Bei walked in covered in sweat, and looked at him with his hands spread out on the back of the sofa, "Are you going to drive? I guess it's morning and evening."

"Zhou Qingyan drives." Chen Nansong jumped up and ran to the refrigerator to get a bottle of iced lemonade.

"Oh, that's fine." Chen Bei bowed his head for two seconds, "What the hell! What did you call him to drive!! You tricked him over here?"

"Cheated." Chen Nansong raised his eyebrows, leaning against the refrigerator to look at him.

"Tsk, I guess this person is inexperienced, so he can be coaxed." Chen Bei rolled over from the back of the sofa and sat down on it, "Silly boy, if this is not interesting to you, I will write mine backwards." Chen Zi."

"Huh?" Chen Nansong was an idiot emotionally, the bottle cap in his hand couldn't be stabilized, and Pata rolled under the table.

"Are you stupid or he is stupid, or it's two idiots, you two beautiful idiots can make do with it." Chen Bei looked very determined.

"I have some doubts about whether the relationship between the uncle and aunt who consulted you before is still stable, why do I look like an idiot on my head." Chen Bei gave him a white look, and said it accidentally, and hurriedly slipped away while Chen Nansong was not angry. Into the bathroom.

Chen Nansong was left alone in the living room, only a small orange light was on above his head, he leaned against the cooking table and did not speak.What Chen Bei said was absolutely correct.

His life is a mess, and his relationship is close to zero. Now he is in a benign state. In recent years, he has almost chosen a nursing home because of the idea of ​​not casually chasing others.

Chen Nansong has a string of beads on his wrist, which was given by a monk in the temple last year. He said he can meditate, and he likes to rub it when he has nothing to do. I don't know if it is useful, but he can find psychological comfort anyway.

At this moment, he couldn't help but started rubbing the beads again, and clasped the corner of the table with the other hand. He was not idle anyway. The wooden table was about to be turned white. Go to the bathroom.

Looking at the mirror, he wiped his hair, tapped it lightly on the sink with his fingers, and said to himself, "I'll try."

With wet hair at night, Chen Nansong sat on the edge of the bed and wiped it. He threw the luggage in the corner. There were only a few clothes in it, half of the suitcase was not full, and the remaining half belonged to Chen Bei. That guy ran away from home He even asked his younger brother to send two boxes of clothes over, forcing Chen Nansong's box to be full.

Chen Bei slept soundly, snoring loudly, Chen Nansong was not in the mood to pay attention to him now, or else he would have covered his head with a pillow.He clicked on WeChat and sent a circle of friends, just three words, I chase you, no one @, hanging there naked.

The night owls probably didn't sleep, and within a few seconds, the comment area under the Chennan Pine was full of question marks, arranged from one to several, like planting small trees.

He threw the phone aside and closed his eyes to go to sleep, but he took it out to take a look again after a minute.

Sure enough, Zhou Qingyan didn't sleep, so he gave him a thumbs up. SpongeBob's profile picture was ranked first, and Chen Nansong saw him giggling on the bed. He was in his twenties, and he had successfully tasted the sweetness.

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Zhou Qingyan: You don't need to chase after me, I will do it myself! (°°)~