Perfect Two

After asking a single sentence, Fu Zhou fell silent.Cheng Xirong knew, he guessed right again.

"Why? What happened at home?"

Fu Zhou replied dryly: "Nothing."

"Do you think I will believe it?" Cheng Xirong took a deep breath, "Do you know what you are usually like?"

Fu Zhou didn't speak.Cheng Xirong imitated his tone: "Don't run around when you go back, there is something in the refrigerator, you take it out to warm up the mattress. Where do you want to go, wait for me to pick you up."

If it's okay, Fu Zhou can't wait to push himself on the bed, lie down and don't move at all.How can he let himself go out to find a restaurant to eat, he always thinks the things in the restaurant are not clean.

Cheng Xirong continued to ask, "Tell me, what's the matter."

There seemed to be a sigh in the receiver.It was too light and fast, Cheng Xirong didn't catch it at all.When I came back to listen to it again, it had already passed without a trace.

Fu Zhou was a little helpless: "I just received a call. A few former friends are going home. I drank too much and couldn't speak clearly. I find it troublesome."

"What's the trouble?"

"They are all incomprehensible people. They will mess around when they are sober. No one wants to provoke them, let alone drink some alcohol. I'm not here, I'm afraid you won't be able to handle it."

this one?Then just say it directly, is there still a need to cover it up like this?

Cheng Xirong teased, "You still know this kind of person?"

This time Fu Zhou sighed honestly, very clearly: "So I don't want you to know. I got it when I messed around before, and I can't get rid of it."

Cheng Xirong asked him, "Then where are you now?"

"On the mountain, ready to go back."

Cheng Xirong thought for a while: "That's fine. I'll wait at the gate of the community. If you come first, you can go in and solve it. Or after they leave, you can send me a letter and I will go in."

Fu Zhou said again: "You find a KFC and sit and wait—you can't eat."

This is his normal appearance!Like an old lady, you have to wear long johns when it’s cold.Seeing that he was back to normal, Cheng Xirong didn't make any fuss and agreed.But he didn't leave, Cheng Xirong sat down on the flower bed at the door and surfed the Internet with his mobile phone.

He's just an alcoholic, and his patience is basically zero.No one answered when I knocked on the door, and I will leave later, not long after.

Anyway, the weather is good, and people are more comfortable basking in the sun.The fried chicken in the store tastes so delicious, how can you go in and not eat?Cheng Xirong thought for a while, he hadn't eaten fried food for a long time.

I really miss it... I don't know if I can join the filming group, Fu Zhouyun won't allow me to eat a little.

While thinking, I saw Aite on Weibo, and there was a photo of himself and his fans.The blogger was one of the girls on the subway, who posted photos and tweeted Nanlu.

Cheng Xirong turned this one, finally breaking the long silence.

While reading the comments under the original blog, someone called out to me: "Xiao Pan?"

Cheng Xirong looked up and saw Uncle Tian walking towards him.

"Why are you here?"

"What are you doing sitting here?"

The two spoke at the same time.Cheng Xirong stood up and replied first, "I forgot to bring the key."

Some doubts flashed in Uncle Tian's eyes, and soon disappeared.He walked up to Cheng Xirong and put on the posture of an elder: "You child, why don't you remember to bring the key? Then who are you waiting for here?"

Cheng Xirong replied obediently: "The landlord. You know that? A tall man named Fu."

Uncle Tian: "Oh, I know. You live there, don't you? I knew that before. Where is he now?"

"I'll be right back, on my way."

Uncle Tian looked at the two big pockets at his feet: "Then I'll wait with you for a while."

Cheng Xirong thought for a while: "I don't know when he's going to come back. The road is blocked right now. Have you eaten yet?"

Uncle Tian shook his head.

Cheng Xirong said again: "There are a few good restaurants opposite, let me treat you to a meal."

Uncle Tian laughed: "Look at what your child said, with you, can you still treat me as a junior? You didn't eat it, did you?"

In fact, I had a box lunch in the film crew, and while Fu Zhou was away, I ate a braised pork rice and drank iced drinks.But now there are things to confirm, Cheng Xirong pointed to the plastic bag: "I plan to go back and do it. But I happened to meet you, I have to invite you, I have to thank you."

Uncle Tian didn't argue with him, and made a plan to eat first and pay the bill later.Cheng Xirong left the things at the gatekeeper, and when crossing the road, he said to Uncle Tian, ​​"I've been thinking of thanking you before. I've gotten better these days, so I'm planning to invite you out."

"no need thank me?"

Cheng Xirong was very meek: "Your card. Thank you for your medical expenses, which solved a big problem."

Uncle Tian stared slightly, then lowered his eyebrows immediately, and narrowed his eyes again.The meaning of this expression is shock at first, and then a little puzzled.

Sure enough, there was something wrong with that card!

Uncle Tian looked kindly: "It's too outlandish to say this. I'm an old man, and I have no wife or children. What's the use of leaving so much money? It's better to give it to those you need."

What about charity?How generous.

The two entered a noodle shop, Cheng Xirong still thanked them, and then changed the subject: "However, the money in the card has not been used up. I am very grateful for your medical treatment, and I can't take the money anymore. You Give me your account number, and I will transfer it to you now."

Uncle Tian looked surprised: "It's not used up? Who said it's not used up?"

Cheng Xirong nodded: "My landlord. He helped pay the fees and go through the procedures. Why, what's the problem?"

Uncle Tian couldn't come, so he changed the topic: "I'm going to have dinner today, let's not talk about it, let's not talk about it. Where did you just come from?"

Cheng Xirong chatted with Uncle Tian, ​​still thinking about the conversation just now.I was talking nonsense. In fact, the medical expenses were covered by the auction price of Feng Yi's sofa, and I didn't use that card at all.

As the owner of the card, Uncle Tian must know whether there is much money in it or not.But when he told a lie, he just followed it up. What does that mean?He thought he didn't know, that he had been deceived long ago.Then who can hide it from himself?Only Fu Zhou.He didn't want to expose it, so he kept it secret.

There are only three people involved in this matter, if you don't let yourself know, then you have colluded with another person.No matter how you look at it, Uncle Tian and Fu Zhou are not that simple.

What kind of drunkard came to make trouble?Fu Zhou can really talk!Speaking of lying, even the breathing rate does not change, the state of mind is really good.

Cheng Xirong had already thought about it, no matter what happened to Fu Zhou's past.He didn't want to say it, so let him hide it, and he didn't bother to guess.But now that everyone is lying to him, how can he pretend that he doesn't know anything?

There must be a reason for not allowing myself to meet Uncle Tian.

Cheng Xirong became rebellious, and he really became more and more curious about the things he was not allowed to do.

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