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"So let me show you your future husband?"

Yang Hui was silent, she finally found that Zhuang Zijing was a little angry, and her relaxed tone slowed down: "It's just a formality, I've been in Judian for almost ten years, it's inevitable that my old neighbors are worried about my personal problems, Always refusing seems a bit unreasonable..."

Zhuang Zijing interrupted Yang Hui: "Call me tomorrow, I will accompany you."

Yang Hui was a little surprised but also a little happy: "You are so kind."

After hanging up the phone, Zhuang Zijing turned on the music on the computer annoyedly, put on the earphones and played a piece of rock and roll.She always plays this kind of music when she is angry or depressed to the point where she can’t enlighten herself, but today, the most unacceptable thing for her is that she doesn’t understand why she is so angry all of a sudden! It’s hard to get rid of this emotion Do it, Zhuang Zijing angrily turned up the music even louder!

☆、Chapter 18 avoid or strike

There was a loud bang, and although Zhuang Zijing was wearing earphones, she could still hear the movement at the door.

Putting down the earphones, there was still a buzzing sound in her ears. She looked at the door, but there was no movement. Just when she was about to put on the earphones, there was another loud sound from the door, which shocked her greatly.

Although it is a rented house, the occupancy rate of the whole building is not high, and the house opposite is indeed vacant, but the security is not so bad, is there anyone who dares to break and rob the house with great fanfare? After thinking wildly, at the third sound When the sound rang, Zhuang Zijing walked to the door, and through the cat's eyes, she saw Yan Yu outside, holding a big log in his hand, beating the door vigorously.

Zhuang Zijing rushed out in a huff, she opened the door and yelled at Yan Yu who was about to continue pounding on the door, "What are you doing?"

Yan Yu was sweating profusely at this moment, and was suddenly startled by Zhuang Zijing at the door: "You..."

"What about me? Didn't I say that? I won't go out, I won't go out, I won't go out!"

Yan Yu's focus didn't seem to be here, but he still stared at Zhuang Zijing with a surprised face: "Are you...all right?"

"What can I do? Don't make excuses to come to me, okay, I'm very annoying today, and I'm worried that I can't find a place to get angry!" Zhuang Zijing was really angry.When did Yan Yu become so shameless that he directly smashed the door.

Yan Yu was made to stay outside the door by Zhuang Zijing's inexplicable anger, and it took a long time before he took a breath: "I thought something happened to you, I called you several times but didn't answer, and you didn't respond when I knocked on the door , I had to try to see if I could knock the door open."

Zhuang Zijing looked at the big wooden stick in Yan Yu's hand, and was very happy: "Miss Yan, I know that you don't know your body, but I really didn't expect you to think that you are powerless." The eldest lady can break open the anti-theft door with a wooden stick."

Yan Yu looked at the wooden stick in his hand, then threw it aside, and quickly recovered the calm and indifferent expression on his somewhat embarrassed face: "I'm worried about you, so come and see. After all, you live outside alone , the occupancy rate here is relatively low. In case something happens, I can use a big wooden stick as a weapon."

"If there are some bad guys, what use is your stick?!"

Yan Yu was too lazy to argue with Zhuang Zijing about the wooden stick, and looked at her with an angry face: "What's the matter so angry?"

Why are you so angry? Zhuang Zijing also wanted to ask herself.

Ever since I answered the call from Yang Hui, I have been angry! And the anger is getting stronger and stronger.This person didn't call himself for a month, and he called to see him because he wanted to go on a blind date.What kind of friend is such a friend?!

However, what does this have to do with Yan Yu? And is such a trivial matter really worth being so angry? After taking a long breath, Zhuang Zijing finally restrained her desire to mock Yan Yu, think about it After all, she made such a fuss for her own safety, and it's true that she was in a bad mood and was listening to rock with earphones on, but she didn't hear the phone ringing. Now that she yelled at her a few words, she felt less blocked , just feeling a little tired: "Okay, come in and sit for a while."

Yan Yu entered the room, and Zhuang Zijing gave her a bottle of water: "I didn't call for water, and I didn't boil it, so you can just do it."

Yan Yu put the water on the coffee table: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing." Zhuang Zijing sat on the sofa, thinking of her agitated emotions just now, there was indeed something wrong.

"Who messed with you?!" Yan Yu asked.

Seeing that Zhuang Zijing didn't speak, Yan Yu said again: "Why don't I treat you to a barbecue and two bottles of beer, and you'll feel better after drinking it."

Staying in the room also felt boring, so Zhuang Zijing finally agreed to Yan Yu's invitation.

In consideration of drinking, Yan Yu didn't drive. The two left the community and walked along the deserted and empty street for a while, then stopped in front of a night barbecue stall.

After ordering some food and two bottles of wine, Yan Yu said to Zhuang Zijing who had been silent all this time: "Just tell me what you're unhappy about."

"when are you going back?"

Yan Yu smiled bitterly: "You just expect me to go back?"

"Of course. Even as ordinary friends, I don't think it's appropriate for you to wander outside like this regardless of work." Zhuang Zijing said seriously.

"Then when are you going to follow me back?" Yan Yu looked at Zhuang Zijing.

"I don't need to talk about what I said." Zhuang Zijing didn't want to dwell on this issue any more.

Yan Yu looked at Zhuang Zijing seriously, and asked after a while, "Do you have someone you like?"

Zhuang Zijing originally wanted to deny it, but Yang Hui's appearance suddenly appeared in her mind. Although she and she had nothing, and the two of them couldn't talk about that kind of liking, but thinking that Yan Yu could give up her heart, Zhuang Zijing gritted her teeth , nodded.

"Isn't that Xiao Yang who repaired the motorcycle?" Yan Yu didn't know Yang Hui's name yet, but when she was researching Zhuang Zijing's travel notes some time ago, she noticed which Xiao Yang's car dealership, and she mentioned this person in her travel notes. Been here more than once.

"Yes." Zhuang Zijing admitted.

Yan Yu laughed: "How is it possible?!" She leaned slightly and stared at Zhuang Zijing: "She is a car repairer."

"right."

"I've seen her, wearing cheap clothes, riding a broken motorcycle, staying in a small town and doing dirty and vulgar jobs..."

When Zhuang Zijing heard Yan Yu's comments, she interrupted her angrily: "What's wrong with cheap clothes? How many people wearing high-end clothes are just poor clothes. I didn't expect that after all these years, you still like to judge people by their appearance so much." What happened to the broken motorcycle? I think riding a motorcycle is more comfortable than riding your BMW. Also, what is a dirty and vulgar job? She is a job that solves problems for people, and she earns money by her own labor, no Shame!"

Yan Yu stared blankly at Zhuang Zijing: "It seems that you really think she's pretty good."

"Yes, a rich second generation like you has a family business that can be inherited, but she doesn't. Her parents died young, and her six relatives have no one to rely on. She relies on her hard work and wisdom to work hard to support herself and help others. I think she Such people deserve more respect."

Yan Yu picked up the meat skewer that was delivered just now and took a tasteless mouthful: "You should wake up."

"Maybe you should be more sober." Zhuang Zijing's mood calmed down a lot.

Yan Yu poured Zhuang Zijing a glass of wine: "Isn't it because you think there are similarities between you, so you are connected by fate?"

Zhuang Zijing didn't speak.

"Her parents died young, and you also lost your father a long time ago. Having a mother is not much better than not having one. You study hard and work hard to be self-reliant and become the main source of income for the family. Do you see her? Do you think you saw some shadow of yourself? Seeing her so free, are you full of longing?"

Zhuang Zijing thought of Yang Hui in the small wooden building, living a lively and happy life. For that simple and free life, she couldn't say that she didn't yearn for that simple and free life in her heart.