An Ji had a headache when she was quarreled, and she was even more annoyed when facing people who came close to her.

"Sorry, I don't need WeChat." An Ji politely refused.

"what……"

Anyone who doesn't use WeChat in this age can hear such obvious rejection.

Everyone looked at each other for a moment, and sat back separately, without harassing An Ji again.

An Ji raised her hand and rubbed her forehead. She was about to tell the bar owner that he was going back first. Suddenly someone approached him, and then someone put something in front of him.

At this time, most of the people on the table were drinking almost the same, talking nonsense, no one paid attention to this side.

An Ji turned to look, Chu Zheng had already walked back to his position and handed another copy to Yu Han.

"thanks, you are so kind!"

[Congratulations to my sister for getting a thank you card×1]

Chuzheng sat down blankly. If he could swipe his card, I would be nice to you? !

Ah!

The boss is indifferent and ruthless!

An Ji glanced at what was in front of her. It was a bowl of hot porridge with corn and sweet potato diced in it, revealing a sweet smell.

An Ji couldn't understand why Chuzheng would give it to herself.

Between two people, An Ji couldn't talk very much, so she could only take a spoon and ate a few bites.

After the hot porridge, An Ji's somewhat uncomfortable stomach felt much better.

-

After the meal, the bar owner was already lying on the table and slumbering. Everyone just walked out and didn't pay attention to who was going to check out the bill.

Everyone helped each other out.

The bar owner may have been woken up and pointed at someone: "Um, quiet, you...can you go back?"

An Ji standing on the other side: "..."

"Otherwise you will go back with me?"

"No, I can go back by myself."

"Huh? Why are you talking on my side?" the bar owner asked strangely.

An Ji: "..."

The drunk old man was very difficult to deal with, a few people worked together to put the barkeeper into the car, and the others were also scattered.

"Chuzheng, then I'll go back first." Yu Han and Chuzheng didn't follow the road, waved at her, and left with another employee.

Soon Chuzheng and An Ji were left at the gate.

An Ji didn't notice that Chuzheng was standing behind, and he pulled the mask up, ready to go back.

"together?"

An Ji was startled by the sudden sound. When she turned her head, her amber eyes were still a little bit surprised.

"Ok?"

"I live in the apartment next to you." Chu Zheng said: "Go back together?"

"Um... good." An Ji answered.

No wonder she came to give herself something and met her outside the community before.

There is no subway at this point, and there are very few cars on the road. The two stood on the side of the road for more than ten minutes before they got a car.

Standing outside in an empty space, I haven't felt that embarrassment. At this time, the space is shrinking, and An Ji feels the atmosphere is very depressing.

"Just now... why did you buy me porridge?"

Chu Zheng looked down at the phone and said casually, "Seeing you haven't eaten anything, don't you like it?"

"No... it's delicious." The boy shook his head: "Thank you."

Thank you, Yu Han is sincere!

Chuzheng ignored him and looked at the phone intently.

An Ji writes in closed retreats all the year round. Although there is no obstacle to this kind of communication, she doesn't talk much.

No traffic at night, no traffic jam, traffic jam during the day takes more than an hour to arrive, half an hour.

After getting off the car, he hesitated and took out his mobile phone: "Can I add a contact information?"

"You don't have WeChat?"

"..." An Ji awkwardly explained: "I... don't like to add strangers."

Chu Zheng looked at him a few times and made friends with An Ji.

"Then...good night." An Ji pulled down the mask and smiled at Chuzheng.

Isn’t that terrible if he looks good and smiles at her?

Chuzheng quickly slipped away.

Otherwise, the socialist successor will be kicked out of the group chat soon.

Back at the apartment, Chuzheng opened Anji's circle of friends and took a look.

An Ji’s name is just a word for ‘‘silence’, and most of my circle of friends reposted and shared it, but Chuzheng did not see anything related to his book.

Most of them are songs, and some prose poems, or well-written short essays.

There are also some content written by An Ji, but they are all brief.

At first glance, this circle of friends is very cultural.

Chuzheng clicked on the circle of friends in the distance and took a look...

Thirty seconds later, she decisively opened the circle of friends and was only visible for three days.

What messy things the original owner has posted all day...too much! ! This is simply an insult to my image of a noble and glamorous boss.

-

An Ji lay on the sofa and accidentally clicked to refresh. As a result, the content that was there just now became blank in an instant.

Ok?

An Ji exited, clicked in again, and the display remained the same.

An Ji stared at the screen of the phone for a while, silently put the phone down, lying on the sofa, staring at the light overhead.

-

The barkeeper was sober the next day and asked who had settled the bill.

As a result, no one stood up.

The bar owner was confused and sent a message to An Ji.

[Jiu Jiuling: Did you settle the bill last night? ]

[Ji: No. ]

[Jiujiu Ling:...]

That's weird, how come no one came out to get it?

Yesterday there were so many of them, that meal was not cheap...

Chuzheng hid his merit and fame deeply, and drifted past the bar owner silently.

In the end, who paid for the meal became a mystery.

-

A coffee shop.

Wanying looked like a thief, looked around after entering, and finally went upstairs.

Chu Zheng wore a hat and followed Wanying in.

Wanying was in the box upstairs. Chu Zheng was hovering at the door of the box for a while. Seeing a waiter came up, he immediately pulled her.

"give me a hand."

Waiter: "???"

-

In the box.

There was a man sitting opposite Wan Ying, who looked about the same age as Wan Ying, and looked good, a little handsome.

"Are you sure she didn't see it?" The man's face was not so good at this time.

"I've tried it, she shouldn't have seen it." Wan Ying said: "If she saw it, with her temperament, she would have made trouble to Lao Chi a long time ago. Now there is no movement, she must have not seen it."

Knock...

Wan Ying was silent, and the man said: "Come in."

The waiter brought things in, and the two randomly picked a topic to talk about. The waiter put the things away and took them next to him.

When the waiter left, Wan Ying immediately said: "Brother Xing, we should be careful when we meet in the future, and don't pick this kind of place."

Luo Xing probably thinks it makes sense: "I see, the surname Chi didn't doubt you, right?"

"What can he doubt, don't worry about Brother Xing." Wanying smiled and said: "But, Brother Xing, do you think I want to have a baby?"

Luo Xing's expression was a little gloomy: "Do you want to be pregnant with his child?"

"Of course not." Wanying got up, sat down in Luo Xing's arms, and said, "If you want to be pregnant, you must be pregnant."

"If I had a child, wouldn't he trust me more? And, if I had a boy, after this..."