Passerby A died unlucky and changed his fate

Zhao Mingzhao was still pickily choosing milk tea when one of the girls who was filming a video not far away came over.

After a polite greeting, he cautiously asked, "So, you two ended up together?"

Yan An almost spit out a mouthful of milk tea, but for fear of making a bad scene, he swallowed the milk tea and choked, coughing continuously.

Zhao Mingzhao stood up, stretched out his long arm and patted her on the back, "What are you excited about?"

The little girl ran back excitedly, covering her face. She and her friends looked at them with an auntie smile and whispered something.

After calming down, Yan An also figured out why the girl said that.

Maybe the girl had watched the live broadcast of the dating variety show.

She felt the need to explain, and said with a smile: "That's not true, it's a misunderstanding."

Zhao Mingzhao looked out the window and said, "It's just a misunderstanding, what's the big deal?"

The little girls over there laughed even more happily and chattered with great energy.

Obviously they didn't think Yan An's explanation was very convincing.

I won’t say much about Yan An, it’s no big deal, everyone wants to support a couple.

The two of them took their milk tea and started looking for a place to take pictures.

Yan An found a street that looked like it had a lot of shops, asked Zhao Mingzhao to stand there, and was just about to take out his phone to start filming.

"Wait." Zhao Mingzhao took out a camera from the backpack leaning against the flower bed next to him, "Use this for clarity."

Yan An was stunned for a moment, "I can't."

So Zhao Mingzhao took out the Polaroid camera again, "This?"

Yan An nodded, this is indeed the case.

Photographer Yan came on stage and used the photography skills he learned from the Internet. He was very satisfied with his skills.

Zhao Mingzhao also said it was good after seeing it.

"You really are talented at everything you do."

He said so, and Yan An believed it until he said he wanted to take two photos of Yan An as well.

Someone took a photo of her wearing only sunscreen and work clothes and turned her into a fashionable street model.

Because of the angle, the legs seemed to be two meters long. Yan An was so impressed that he said he was tired.

Zhao Mingzhao didn't use a Polaroid camera. At first, he just took two photos on the street. Later, he thought, "Since I'm here, I might as well find some popular check-in spots."

Now that they were here, it was a curse, and the two of them were busy until after nine o'clock in the evening.

When it got dark, Doraemon Zhao took out a fill light from his big backpack.

Another round of crazy shooting.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the two of them went to eat a private meal, and Yan An almost fell asleep while eating.

Once she got in the taxi, she really fell asleep and it was the driver who woke her up.

After returning to the rental house, I didn’t continue packing my things. I just lay down after washing up.

Seeing that all the lights in the villa were off, Zhao Mingzhao put out the cigarette in his hand, picked up his backpack and left the community where Yan An had rented a new house.

He asked someone to print two copies of the photo overnight.

The next morning, Yan An received the photos he had sent, and she had just one day to prepare them.

After a busy lunch, Yan An brought Jiang Xiaobai to his new residence in the evening.

Jiang Xiaobai observed the environment and felt a little worried: "Would you be scared living here by yourself?"

Yan An gave a shy smile: "It's okay, there are door gods."

At first Jiang Xiaobai didn’t understand what it meant, but when she went to see Yan An’s room, she understood it immediately.

The room is full of Mr. Zhao's photos, which are really dazzling. Not only are there photo frames placed everywhere, but there are also some on the wall.

Yan An explained: "How did I take the photo?"

Jiang Xiaobai extended his hands and gave a thumbs-up: "Very good photos. However, I decided to stay with you tonight. After all, you just moved in, and I think it would be good to bring you some popularity."

"As long as Mr. Fu doesn't mind." Yan An smiled.

Jiang Xiaobai blushed at the teasing: "You were right before. I decided to take the initiative to find him when he is unhappy in the future."

"Is that so?" Yan An laughed.

During dinner, the doorbell rang. Yan An saw through the smart cat's eye that it was Zhao Mingzhao and looked back at Jiang Xiaobai.

"An An, who is it?" Jiang Xiaobai looked at her puzzledly.

Yan An paused and said, "Him."

Jiang Xiaobai understood, and Yan An opened the door: "Brother Mingzhao, do you want to come in and sit down?"

Zhao Mingzhao's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Yan An suspiciously: "Something's wrong with you."

"Cough cough." Yan An coughed a few times, turned his back to Jiang Xiaobai, clasped his hands together and bowed to Zhao Mingzhao, signaling him to leave.

Zhao Mingzhao smiled, his eyes raised. "I didn't want to go in originally. I had something else to do. I brought you a cake, so eat it yourself."

He also blinked, hinting at something.

Yan An noticed it but didn't understand. When she was cutting the cake and found something hard that didn't belong to the cake, she understood.

The point of what Zhao Mingzhao said was to let her eat by herself.

Jiang Xiaobai: "Why don't you cut it? If you're worried about damaging the pattern, I can help you."

Yan An turned around and smiled awkwardly, "This is the cake that Brother Ming Zhao gave me. I want to take it back to my room and savor it slowly. Can I bring it to your room after I cut it?"

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help but covered his mouth and laughed non-stop, almost crying, "Okay, I won't fight with you, I ate too much during dinner and don't have the stomach to eat your cake, you can eat it yourself.

I'll go back and wash up first."

After saying that, she patted Yan An's shoulder and went upstairs.

Because it is a small villa, it only has two floors, but there is an empty room downstairs that can be used as a fitness or training room, which Yan An thinks is just right.

Jiang Xiaobai lived next door to Yan An. Yan An waited for her to come in and then carried the cake upstairs.

Place the outer cake layer on a plate with a box covered in plastic wrap inside.

When he opened the box, there was a gun inside.

Yan An picked it up and weighed it, and it turned out to be a real gun.

This thing is indeed a must-have item for her at home as she often encounters various accidents.

He sent a message to Zhao Mingzhao to thank him, but he didn't reply. Yan An had already started searching online for what gift to give in return.

I definitely can't give her a similar one because I don't have the resources, so I'll just buy her an expensive one, at least more expensive than this gun.

After choosing a mechanical watch, Yan An drank the Chinese medicine that Xiaobai had prepared for her, washed up, and went to bed.

Facing a room full of photos, how should I put it, I always feel like someone is staring at her...

Sometimes intuition is true, just like when you suspect your boyfriend is cheating on you, you are usually right.

Yan An, who was slowly stepping into a dream, woke up in shock but did not open his eyes.

There was someone in her room.

When the man attacked her neck, Yan An suddenly flew up and kicked him.

The man bumped into the window, making quite a noise.

Another person attacked Yan An from behind. Yan An grabbed his wrist as usual, then hooked the person's neck with his backhand and slammed him to the ground.

The man couldn't help crying out in pain.

He felt as if all the bones in his body were broken.

Despite the loud commotion, there was no sound from next door. Yan An ran forward and knocked both men unconscious with a punch, then took his gun and hurried to check next door.

He turned the doorknob first. The door was not locked. The door was pushed open and Yan An walked in tentatively.

"Bang." The person in the room fired the first shot. Yan An retreated with his back against the wall, not daring to move forward.

"Put down the gun, or I'll kill her."

The pronunciation is not correct and it sounds like a foreigner.

Jiang Xiaobai, with his eyes closed, was pinched by the neck by a hand with bulging veins and was slowly led outside.

Her chest was heaving, but she was just dizzy.

But the situation was not good. The person who was pinching her was very rude and pinched her until her face turned blue.

A man with only his eyes exposed walked out. Although the night light was not very bright, it was enough for Yan An to see him clearly.

This man has blue eyes and a big frame, and is definitely not Chinese.