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In fact, Wen Shuo also felt something was wrong.

After watching the movie and going back to bed, he just lay there thinking, what's going on?Why do I seem to be more clingy with Dai Zhenheng than before he left?

Looking back on the past, the last time he was so clingy... It seems that he never happened.

But hugging is a very normal thing, this kind of physical behavior is also a kind of emotional communication, just like Li Zimeng and her mother, hugging can resolve the gap between the two to a certain extent.

But there is no gap between me and Dai Zhenheng?

Uh, then it can be regarded as deepening the relationship. Anyway, there is nothing special about hugging. Aren’t there some countries in foreign countries where hugging rituals are popular, and there are also face kissing rituals.

Kiss... Dai Zhenheng's face flashed in his mind, Wen Shuo felt a little thirsty suddenly, so he couldn't help licking his lips.

Before the image of Li's mother and daughter faded away in his mind, Wen Shuo thought of his parents again. It seemed that he was hugged by his parents when he was a child?I haven't hugged them for many years, and I must hug my mother when I get home tomorrow.

Well, Dad can't hold him anymore... So I can't help but want to cling to Dai Zhenheng, is it because of lack of fatherly love?

"..." Wen Shuo stretched out his limbs, lying on the bed in a large font, and whispered to the ceiling, "Bah!"

The next day Wen Shuo slept until he woke up naturally, got up to wash up, and ate the breakfast made by Dai Zhenheng himself when he finished work—it was still hot, and Dai Zhenheng only started preparing it when he heard him get up.

What happened before going to bed last night had long been left behind by him, even seeing Dai Zhenheng he still felt inexplicably happy, even faintly excited.

This excitement lasted until the afternoon, before going home, Wen Shuo was in a bad mood.

Dai Zhenheng could feel it, and was worried that he was holding back something else, so he asked a few times on the sidelines.

Wen Shuo is the kind of person who can't think of getting emotional as long as he's not paying attention. When he chatted with Dai Zhenheng, he exposed the trouble, and kept talking about Dai Zhenheng's absence. Cut out Jiang Qiqi's part of what happened that day, and tell him everything in detail.

When it came to meeting Zhang Zeshan again, Wen Shuo sighed and said to Dai Zhenheng, "This guy is actually pretty good, but he's a bit boring. I think if he can find someone to talk to, he shouldn't be able to develop into a Here it is."

Dai Zhenheng looked at him quietly and asked, "Do you still want to drink with him every day?"

"That's no fun, I don't have the time!" Wen Shuo said, "It's okay to just chat with him, but he never takes the initiative to send me messages. I will send them to him, and he doesn't reply much. He does." It’s also something that doesn’t hurt or itch.”

Dai Zhenheng: "Then if we both send you messages at the same time, who would you reply to first?"

"Return to him!" Wen Shuo didn't hesitate at all. Seeing Dai Zhenheng looking at him sadly, his heart filled with an unexplained sense of satisfaction, he laughed twice and said, "The people's police are for the people, I have to We must first solve our work problems before we can solve our personal problems, we must be worthy of the clothes we wear, and the pennant that others gave us!"

"Besides, what's the relationship between us, brother! You won't be angry with me if you reply later!"

What else could Dai Zhenheng say, he was coaxed into submission by a few words.

On the [-]th, Wen Shuo's day shift, received WeChat messages from Dai Zhenheng and Zhang Zeshan at the same time around noon. One asked him if he would not be able to have lunch after noon. Wen Shuo, who once threatened that the people are the most important, quickly replied "Go" to Dai Zhenheng, and then went to read the message from Zhang Zeshan.

Zhang Zeshan was fine, so he asked him if he had time recently and wanted to treat him to dinner.

Wen Shuo's first reaction was that this person had something to do again, and he wanted to talk to him, so he agreed without even stuttering, and replied: "You invited me last time, this time I will invite you, Otherwise, don’t talk about it!”

Zhang Zeshan didn't bother with him about this, and readily agreed, and the two immediately agreed on an approximate time, and agreed to contact him again at that time.

Wen Shuo and Dai Zhenheng mentioned this matter when they were going to eat at noon. The speaker had no intention of listening, but the listener was interested. Dai Zhenheng always felt that this behavior of inviting dinner was very familiar, and it was simply a routine.

When Wen Shuo finished his meal and went back to work, Dai Zhenheng suddenly came to his senses, and the alarm bells rang in his heart - didn't he just bring Wen Shuo's routine back in the first place? !

Of course Wen Shuo himself knew nothing about these things, he went back to his work unit to sit and digest his food, and started to lose his temper while picking on his phone.

In the evening, I had an appointment with Zhang Zeshan for dinner, but it was not easy to take him with me. I wanted to eat what he made, but it was not easy to take Zhang Zeshan with me—the main reason was that Zhang Zeshan had no idea what to say to him, so he thought about adding a proxy. Heng, this person may not be able to speak.

If you don't go to Cengfan, what excuse will you use to go to his Brother Zhen's house to stay?I don't know when this dinner will be eaten, but it will end around ten o'clock. Wouldn't it be good to go directly to Dai Zhenheng after eating?How many days does Brother Zhen come here every day?

Wen Shuo calculated and calculated, but he didn't notice that he had changed suddenly. When he brought durian and soybean juice to Dai Zhenheng's house, he never thought that Dai Zhenheng would not like these things. Things, would it be abrupt to visit him suddenly?

After pondering for a while, Wen Shuo made up all the reasons, and was secretly thinking of sending Dai Zhenheng a wechat message, telling him that he would not go home to disturb the old lady's rest tonight, and that he was going to spend some time with him. He stopped, but before he had time to rush, he was carried away by Lu Jingmin to the police.

Wen Shuo went to the gate of the community to take a look, hey, he has come to this place countless times this year, and the one that left the deepest impression on him was the time when Zhang Zeshan and his [-]-something brothers blew the horn and scolded his younger sister.

The person who called the police didn't need to look for them deliberately, they would be surrounded by people. Wen Shuo looked at Lu Jingmin suspiciously with that posture, and really wanted to ask if someone had reported a false police report. How could this be like a civil dispute?It's almost the same as gathering a crowd to fight.

"Give it up, guys! Police!" Wen Shuo said as he separated from the crowd with Lu Jingmin and walked inside.

When the crowd saw the police coming, they quickly made room for them, but they didn't disperse. When Wen Shuo and Lu Jingmin entered, they formed another circle, enclosing the two of them. .

After Wen Shuo entered, he glanced around and felt a strange feeling in his heart. He always felt that these people were not here to watch the fun.

But it's not for watching the fun, and no one has any excesses, what is this for?Are you all sitting around here basking in the sun?

"Who was the one who called the police? Let's go away if you have nothing to do!" Before he spoke, Wen Shuo felt that his words should be useless, "The sun is so bright, don't suffer from heat stroke, uncles and aunts! And that, that Eldest sister who is holding the child, don’t spoil the child in the sun!"

In fact, the weather in October is not so hot anymore, but it is still quite sunny in the afternoon, Wen Shuo also kindly reminded them, but in the end, hey, not a single one moved.

Lu Jingmin understood the situation. Today's matter, if it is resolved, everything will be fine. If it can't be resolved, whether he and Wen Shuo can escape is the problem!

Sure enough, before they could speak again, someone in the crowd yelled: "Comrade police, leave us alone, you can deal with this old woman first!"

Immediately after he finished speaking, there were voices of approval, which caused Wen Shuo and Lu Jingmin to involuntarily turn their attention to the little old lady surrounded by them.

The little old lady is not tall, she looks about 80 or [-] years old, she is thin, very thin, her cheeks are so thin, but she is in good spirits, obviously she is not like this because she was abused by her children.

As soon as Wen Shuo looked over, he felt that this person was definitely not a good person. The light from the eyes half covered by the drooping eyelids was sinister and very tricky.

"Comrade police, we called the police!" The middle-aged woman and the old lady next to the old lady looked like seven points. Die and go to hell!"

Wen Shuo felt that this person probably wanted to scold the street, but since he and Lu Jingmin didn't dare to scold, when they didn't come just now, they might have gone through a lot of trouble.

"Don't get excited," Lu Jingmin stepped forward, "Let's talk slowly about what's going on. The old lady is not too young, so find a place for the old man to sit down and rest for a while?"

The old lady didn't say a word, she set out the score and asked her daughter to help her to sit on a bench in the shade.

During this period, the onlookers also followed, but kept a certain distance from them, preferring to bask in the sun by themselves rather than leave.

Wen Shuo had never seen someone who watched the excitement so persistently, and thought it was a bit weird.

After the old lady sat down, her daughter, the middle-aged woman—Duan Xiaoan, began to tell the whole story.

Well, let's talk about it from a few days ago.

After eating at noon, Duan Xiaoan's family was resting, some took naps, some watched TV.

No one cared about it at first, but the loudspeaker downstairs couldn't keep up the sound, and Duan Xiao'an's three-year-old grandson at home started crying after being woken up.

Duan Xiaoan became anxious, opened the window and cursed a few words downstairs.

The old man who was playing the horn heard her glance, but walked away without saying a word.

Duan Xiaoan originally thought that this matter was over here, and after being scolded, this person would probably not go this way again, so he didn't take it to heart.

As a result, that night, someone played a horn downstairs in her house again, and the sound was very loud and very noisy.

But now almost everyone has either a mobile phone, a storytelling machine, or a small speaker. If you play a song, play a cross talk, or a storytelling, people like to listen to it while walking, and they don’t care.

But who would have thought that the strollers don't know what's going on, they all like to go downstairs to their house to play the horn, and they don't miss a day of vacation.

It’s finally a holiday. My daughter brought her grandson back to stay for a few days. Duan Xiaoan was very happy at first, but every day someone ran downstairs and played the horn to make the child rest, so the daughter took the child back to her in-law’s house. Duan Xiaoan was very happy Can you have fun?

While holding her breath, she heard someone playing downstairs again today. She originally wanted to open the window to scold the street, but after listening carefully, the content of the speaker was not right!