"There are too many things to do when you come back this time," Xiao Lang clamped his hair. "I want to contact you after I finish processing, but I'm afraid you'll be busy. When I come back last time, I call you, and your tune that is almost cold to the South Pole should really record a sound for you."

"I had a patient at that time. You call me when I was the busiest one." Cheng Boyan took her shoulder and walked to the side of the car, greeting several people: "Where are you planning?"

"If you eat too much, you plan to find a place to rest your stomach and then sing a nursery rhyme," Linhera opened the car door. "If you don't sing, just go to the front and find a coffee shop to chat with us."

Cheng Boyan got into the car and drove out one after another.

Today, when Song Yi was driving, Lin He was taking the co-pilot, reminding Song Yi that he was going to turn around and line up. Pay attention to the distance of the car. Cheng Boyan couldn't stand it behind: "Stop."

"What are you doing?" Lin He turned his head.

Song Yile was happy: "Someone can't stand you anymore. The person who drank alcohol did not drive."

"And it's so nagging," said Cheng Boyan, "I'm going to stay in Chen Pang's car."

"Don't," Lin He laughed, "Chen Pang has been possessed by the stock god recently and has been singing all the way."

"Is that true?" Cheng Boyan thought for a while, "Yes, he made a lot of money from CSRC and CRRC a while ago... Forget it, I'd better bear it here, shut up."

A group of people entered the cafe and found a locker in the corner to sit down. Cheng Boyan and Xiao Lang sat at the edge and listened to their chat.

"What's the matter here to do this time?" Cheng Boyan looked at Xiao Lang.

"Ah," Xiao Lang smiled, took a sip of the coffee, "I'm going to get married."

"Marriage?" Cheng Boyan was stunned.

"Well, get married," Xiao Lang reached his left hand in front of him and shook it. The engagement ring on his middle finger flashed, "He proposed, I agreed."

"I didn't tell me this..." Cheng Boyan sighed and smiled again, "Congratulations."

"I want to tell you, but I don't know how to describe it," Xiao Lang shook his head, "I feel that once I say it, it's really over. I mean it's in my heart, in form."

"Okay," Cheng Boyan patted her shoulder, "I wish you happiness and will definitely be happy."

"Well, I love him very much and want to live with him for the rest of my life," Xiao Lang turned his head and looked at him, "But you have a different meaning to me. You are my youthful memory, a simple first love, and a scumbag that dumped me..."

Cheng Boyan smiled and said nothing.

Is Xiao Lang considered his first love difficult to define? Cheng Boyan's memory is not clear, and his hazy favor, Xiao Lang's initiative slipped together, and then he chose to separate after realizing something.

"Sad," Xiao Lang patted his legs, "You are a good person, there is something I haven't said...thank you for your honesty."

Cheng Boyan took a sip of coffee and said that he had mentioned the breakup, because he found out that he did not like girls, and it was his fault. When Xiao Lang's friends came to him to condemn him, he never made any other excuses for himself.

For more than a year, he faced various gazes, disgust, exploration, and curiosity... But he didn't think there was anything, he could accept all these things calmly.

"I sincerely hope you are happy, Boyan," said Shaw Lang. "I hope you find the right person, there may be friction, may be very quarrels, but you will never be separated."

"Thank you." Cheng Boyan said.

Xiang Xi cleaned up the store and took a shower in the kitchen and climbed into the attic.

The attic is really low and dark, Xiangxi cannot stand straight, and it is very small. It has a small bed and a small bedside table, so there is no room for activity left.

He bent down and put a set of old bedding that the proprietress brought him to him on the bed, stuffed the bag into the cabinet, then lay on the bed, closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

The wooden bed is incomparable to Cheng Boyan's sofa bed, but he can tolerate it. People who have slept in self-service banks have a job, a small space of their own, and a bed that is not shaking is enough.

He flipped back and forth on the bed for a while, took out his cell phone and looked at it. It was almost out of power. There was only one light in the attic and there was no plug. If you want to charge, you have to go downstairs.

Xiang Xi looked at the time. It was not too late to call Cheng Boyan now, but he held his cell phone for a long time and didn't know what to say when he called.

Making a phone call is different from face to face communication. When he stays at Cheng Boyan's house, Cheng Boyan may not be able to deal with him when he speaks, but he will not feel embarrassed. If Cheng Boyan doesn't make a sound on the phone, it will be awkward.

But after hesitating for a while, he still dialed the number. Now he can't sleep, so it's really painful to just lie down like this.

The phone was connected, and Xiang Xi listened to the dial tone, one, two, three... After four sounds, he felt guilty for no reason.

Will Cheng Boyan be busy, reading, orgasm in his skull...

He was worried that his phone call that he had nothing to do would annoy Cheng Boyan.

"Oh." Xiang Xi sat up, put on his shoes, took his cell phone and charger, and went downstairs, placed his cell phone on the table downstairs to charge, and then went upstairs again.

He got rid of Uncle Ping, Zhao Jiayao, and got rid of his life that he didn't want to live anymore. He also got rid of his friends. Although he had no so-called friends who were close to him except for Mantou, there were still people who made a phone call and talk nonsense, and now he got rid of them together.

Clean and clean.

When he was so clean that he was lonely, bored and unable to sleep, the only person he could contact was actually Cheng Boyan, who lived in two worlds with him. If God hadn't eaten the wrong overnight dish, he would never be able to speak in his life.

It's really amazing.

sleep!

I can't fall asleep just by wanting to sleep. After turning on the bed for a while, Xiang Xi sat up again and couldn't sleep.

He stood up and walked back and forth in the attic with his back arched back and forth, walking over, walking back, and finally he stopped by the window.

This window, which was next to the roof of the attic but was actually only at the height of his chest, actually touched Xiang Xi. The main reason for exchanging air between the attic and the outside world is to rely on it.

However, it is almost enough to breathe in the window, and it is basically impossible to look out. This window is a circular hole with a wooden board with many small round holes sealed on it.

Xiang Xi stretched out a finger from the round hole, and the hole was probably as thick as his fingers. After poking his fingers in, there was no room for rotation.

When the phone rang downstairs, Xiang Xi was trying hard to pull his finger out of the hole.
Chapter completed!