Serious warning to next door Husky neighbors

This year is the first time for Chen Nansong to celebrate the New Year outside alone. Although he didn't go home in previous years, at least he can go to Chen Xin's place for a hot meal.

The day before New Year's Eve, he drove to the supermarket to buy some hot pot ingredients and vegetables, and make himself a simple hot pot for New Year's Eve dinner.

There were so many people in the supermarket, shoulder to shoulder crowded, he pushed a small cart around the vegetable section, looking at it with a piece of broccoli in his hand.

The phone in his pocket vibrated twice.

Chen Nansong took a look at his mother's phone.

When he was stupefied, his shoulder was hit by someone, the phone was not held firmly, and it fell into the cart.

When I picked it up again, the person on the other side had already finished speaking halfway.

He didn't want to answer the call from the bottom of his heart. What good could happen to someone who hasn't called for several years?

"Hey, what did you say, I didn't hear clearly just now." Chen Nansong frowned slightly and hid from the crowd in the corner.

The other end of the phone stopped for a second and said, "Your father had an accident. He is on the operating table and is about to die."

The other side said that Chen Feng drove past the construction site at night, and there was construction going on there, and the oncoming truck carrying cement hit him, and the steel bars penetrated through the chest cavity, so he probably couldn't make it through.

Chen Nansong didn't speak for a long time.

"Are you coming back?" asked the other end of the phone.

Chen Nansong still didn't speak, hung up the phone and went to pay at the cashier, took a deep breath when he went out and put his things in the trunk, and stayed by the trunk for a long time.

He didn't know how he was feeling now, probably because he felt that retribution was a bit mysterious.

Chen Nansong decided not to go back on the way home, and that person probably didn't want to see him either.

He has been thinking about this matter, and Chen Bei told him at night that Chen Feng is gone.

People are gone.

Chen Nansong squatted on the balcony smoking a cigarette, hummed, and didn't say anything else.

It stands to reason that this is the case, he is a person who has been kicked out, and he will probably be looked down upon at the funeral.

In the early morning, Chen Xin made a phone call, but her voice was still hoarse.

"Nan Song, come back, there are too many funerals, so you should be a helper."

Chen Nansong booked a ticket and went back the next day.

He simply went to help Chen Xin, and he only recognized this family member.

On the way back home, Chen Nansong caught a cold.One night in the middle, he needed to transfer planes, so he found a random hotel and slept there, but the room didn't have heating.

Waking up in the morning with a hoarse voice.

On the day the plane landed, Chen Bei picked him up. Chen Xin was too busy there, and her family had to deal with the hospital affairs. She said she would wait for him at home at night.

Chen Bei was not as excited as before when they met, "Brother, you are finally willing to come back."

"When is the funeral?" Chen Nansong asked.

"Tomorrow." Chen Bei said, "My dad and the others are coming tomorrow, bro, are you going?"

"I won't go." Chen Nansong said, "I'll just help Chen Xin get things done, and I won't enter the house."

Chen Bei didn't continue talking, and said after a while, "Brother, I'm going to drive, just wait a while."

As usual, Chen Nansong found a stone pier and waited for the bus.

Yesterday he called the funeral parlor, the cemetery was found, and everyone who should be contacted was contacted. Chen Xin said thank him.

Chen Nansong himself knew, how could his sister really be too busy?Just an excuse to have him come back for one last look.

Chen Xin knew how to get him to agree, just one sentence, help sister, Chen Nansong would definitely agree after listening.

On the day of the funeral the next day, Chen Nansong still went there, but stayed in the open parking lot without going in.

"Brother, you really don't want to go in?" Chen Beilin was still looking at him before leaving.

Chen Nansong shook his head a few times, unable to speak.

There were not many cars in the parking lot, but there were quite a few people, in twos and threes, all dressed in black, walking towards the house on the other side of the farewell ceremony.

Chen Nan opened the window and stared at the crowd. The cold wind still felt a little painful on his face. He closed the window, adjusted the back of the chair and lay down.

When he woke up, Chen Bei had just come back, opened the car door, and felt a chill all over his body.

"How is it?" Chen Nansong sat up.

"It's okay, but the atmosphere is a bit dignified." Chen Bei glanced at him, "No one is crying."

Chen Nansong had no expression on his face, raised his chin and said, "Let's go."

"Where is the hotel booked? I don't have a place to stay yet." Chen Bei turned his head and glanced at him and said.

"Book it casually, small hotel, you probably won't be used to living in it, later you and your parents can book a better place together." Chen Nansong said.

"Okay, I see you are tired too, go back and have a good sleep." Chen Bei said.

The car took Chen Nansong all the way back to the hotel. He didn't lie, it was indeed a small hotel, it probably just opened, and it looked like it hadn't been well decorated.

He went back to the house and took a shower, lying on the small bed in a daze.

Chen Feng is gone.

He has been reading this sentence silently for a long time.

That person was like a thorn in his heart, it pierced deep and hard, he licked it violently, he thought it would hurt, but in the end there was no reaction at all.

Chen Nansong was really tired. He closed his eyes and never opened them again. He fell asleep and slept soundly.

It is estimated that the decoration team came outside the door, the creaking sound kept ringing, and Chen Nansong was woken up.

I glanced at my watch, it was ten o'clock in the evening.

It seemed that the decoration of the next door and the opposite door would not stop so soon, Chen Nansong simply tidied up, put on some clothes and went out.

Standing at the door looking at the road not knowing where to go.

The business in the sauna room opposite is good, and there are many people standing at the door.

Chen Nansong took a taxi.

Master: "Where are you going?"

"DSCLUB." Chen Nansong said casually.

The car drove all the way to the entrance of the bar, and the boss braked, "Thirty."

After paying the money and getting off the car, Chen Nansong walked into the store. He came here only once, and that time he took Zhou Qingyan's car back home.

The bar is still the same, noisy, dimly lit, and crowded.

Chen Nansong found a chair at the bar and sat down, and ordered a glass of cocktail. He didn't dare to order too strong, and he was ready to take a few sips at will.

He put down the wine glass while he was still conscious. There were so many people on the dance floor that he couldn't see his face clearly.

The music was too loud, Chen Nansong was going to the bathroom to wash his face.

He paused when he reached the corner.

Standing beside the railing in the opposite corner was a tall, handsome man with long legs.Chen Nansong frowned and took two steps forward.

The person opposite turned around, Zhou Qingyan.

He froze for a moment.

Chen Nansong didn't know where his bad temper came from, he rushed over and looked at him with no expression on his face.

"Nan Song?" Zhou Qingyan looked at him closely, probably also frightened.

Chen Nansong wanted to say, you are indeed living a good life.As a result, the words came to his lips and swallowed again.

Zhou Qingyan smiled, holding a key in his hand, "I gave the key to Zhou Xin."

Chen Nansong breathed a sigh of relief, thankful that he managed to keep his mouth under control.

"I know." Chen Nansong felt guilty.

"It's too noisy, go out and talk." When Zhou Qingyan leaned into his ear to speak, the heat made Chen Nansong shiver.

The cold wind was still blowing outside, the moment he stepped out, there was instant silence around his ears, Chen Nan shrank his neck, and found a corner wall to lean against.

Zhou Qingyan looked at him face to face, didn't speak, just stared at him.

"Is there something on my face?" Chen Nansong was worried when he was stared at.

"Nothing." Zhou Qingyan suddenly pinched his chin, and rubbed his thumb against his cheek, "I just want to see you."

Chen Nansong was stunned for a moment and couldn't hold it back. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhou Qingyan's coat, took a step forward by himself, and put his arms around his waist to hug it.

The time and place don't seem to be right, but people tend to be impulsive after holding back for a long time, and they will do everything when their brains get hot.

Zhou Qingyan didn't speak, and put his arms around the person, hugging him vigorously.

The hot breath of the two people rushed to each other's shoulders, and the clothes were a little wet.

"Nan Song." Zhou Qingyan said, "Why are you such an asshole?"

Chen Nansong paused for a few seconds, "Then do you want this bastard?"

Zhou Qingyan said, "Yes."

No one in Daheitian looked at them, so Chen Nansong raised his head and pinched Zhou Qingyan and kissed him. When he stepped back, his head hit the concrete wall behind, and Zhou Qingyan used his hand to cushion it.

Chen Nansong's lip was bitten to the point of blood, and he was entangled with the person on his body with a fishy smell. Zhou Qingyan's bite of him was considered light, and he probably held a lot of breath, and now he let it all out.

He stepped back a little, stared at Zhou Qingyan's eyes and said, "I miss you."

Zhou Qingyan didn't answer, but pressed down on the person again, and finally muttered, "It's too stupid."

The hotel bed was too small, Chen Nansong regretted that he didn't book a better double bed room, and almost half of his body slipped off when he turned over, Zhou Qingyan reacted quickly, grabbed him by the waist and dragged him back.

In the middle of the night, Chen Nansong couldn't kneel stably because of the tossed legs, and the people on his body poured out all the emotions accumulated for so long on him, and the hands rubbing his arms were ruthless, half of his body was pressed red.

Zhou Qingyan kissed the back of his neck, and there was no gap between the two of them. He leaned against his ear and asked, "Does it hurt?"

Before Chen Nansong could say the pain, someone grabbed his back, and his body suddenly fell on him, causing him to gasp in pain.

Zhou Qingyan touched the scar on his head and rubbed his lips against it.

"When did you become so fierce." After Chen Nansong finished speaking, his waist creaked, and he lay still on his stomach, paralyzed on the bed.

Zhou Qingyan leaned on him and turned his face sideways, venting all his heat on his back, "Just this time."

Chen Nansong sneezed violently, "It's over, I have a cold, stay away from me."

"Isn't it too late for you to say now?" Zhou Qingyan smiled a few times and rolled over to the side, grabbing a few handfuls of Chen Nansong's hair, "When did you cut it?"

"It's been cut a long time ago, I'm too lazy to keep it long, it's just that my head is a little cold in winter." Chen Nansong also touched it himself.

Zhou Qingyan stared at him but didn't speak, Chen Nansong sighed, turned over and looked at him sideways, and said, "Are you still angry?"

"Birth." Zhou Qingyan said something in a low voice, got up and pressed on him again, "Didn't you say you were tired?"

Chen Nansong said coquettishly, "Nonsense, I'm tired without you, Qingyan, can I be wrong?"

His entire voice softened, and Zhou Qingyan took another bite on his shoulder, leaving a mark, "It's evened out."

Chen Nansong laughed for a long time, "Can you give me back that gentle Zhou Qingyan?"

"Tomorrow." Zhou Qingyan raised his leg and carried it up.

The winter nights are long, and the lights in the newly renovated small hotel room are turned on all night. The dry wood and the fire collide, and there is no trace of air-conditioning in the room.