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Chapter 02 Wandering

The rain continued.

On this cold rainy night, there were few pedestrians on the road.

He Jing was wearing a down jacket, dragging a large trolley case and walking under the street lamp.He didn't open an umbrella, and pulled the hood of his down jacket over his head.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening, and people in the subway started to catch the last train.He Jing also ran with the flow of people and rushed to the last subway.

Dragging the suitcase and leaning against the subway door panting, after taking a breath, he looked out the window in confusion, not knowing where he could go.

There is still some money in hand, so it is no problem to stay in a hotel tonight.But after losing his job and running out of money, is he really going to sleep on the streets?

Let the family send money over?He's not that shameless.

As the subway speeds, a Coca-Cola dynamic advertisement flashes outside the window.In the ad, the whole family is reunited, everyone, old and young, hold their cups, smiling relaxed and warm.

After a few seconds, the advertisement disappeared, and the outside of the car window became pitch black again.

He Jing turned his head, glanced at the tired-looking crowd inside the carriage, and then looked out the window again.After a while, the subway headed to the ground and climbed above the elevated.In the rain, the scenery outside the window along the way is not very clear, only the lights that are on and off, extending endlessly to the ends of the sky.

After a while, He Jing sighed in his heart—this city is so prosperous, but there is no place for him.

"...The football field station is here, the train opens the left door, please get off the passengers through the left door."

As soon as the subway doors opened, people who were sitting just now stood up one after another and rushed towards the door.He Jing, who had been standing at the door, was thinking about his own thoughts in a daze, but he didn't hear clearly what station he had reached.It wasn't until someone kept giving him "don't block the way" eyes that he suddenly realized that he should have arrived at a big station.

Anyway, I don't know where to go, so let's go here.Thinking of this, he dragged the box and followed the large group out of the car in a good manner.

However, when he stood at the subway entrance, he found that the surrounding terrain was somewhat familiar.

After hesitating for a while, He Jing finally made up his mind and dragged the box and walked in one direction.

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"Meow~meow~"

Han Zhao watched the restless cat scratching the door for the one hundred and zeroth time tonight, and reluctantly put down the file in his hand.

"It's not spring, and no one will accompany you crazy when you go out—not to mention that you are an eunuch." He knelt down, picked up the cat, and licked its cold nose, "Or do you want to go back to Hangzhou?"

He brought this cat from Hangzhou. It is said that the cat only recognizes places but not people. Could it be that it wants to go back to its old place?

Being held in his hands, the cat was still restless, its two front paws were scratching towards the door, and it was still screaming "Meow~ Meow~".

Han Zhao had no choice but to hold it with one hand and open the door with the other.

The sensor lights in the corridor automatically turned on, Han Zhao took a step outside, and handed the cat out of the door with one hand: "Look for yourself, there is nothing outside..."

Halfway through the conversation, one person and one cat looked at a group of figures sitting by the corridor, and their voices stopped abruptly.

Wrapped in rain-soaked clothes, He Jing was looking up at Han Zhao, his eyes were wet, like a little stray dog ​​abandoned by someone.

After letting the owner figure out the situation outside the door, the flower cat finally stopped barking.Han Zhao casually threw the cat through the door, walked up to He Jing and knelt down.

"He Jing?"

He Jing looked at him, opened his mouth to speak, but didn't know how to explain.

Glancing at the trolley case beside him, Han Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Come in first."

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"Ah!"

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and Han Zhao was only wearing thin home clothes.He Jing, who had been walking for a long time in the cold night, was shocked by the heater and couldn't help sneezing.

"You don't know how to take an umbrella when it's raining?" Bending down and rummaging in the drawer for a while, Han Zhao pulled out a new bath towel and handed it to him, "Did you bring your clothes? Go take a shower first."

He Jing looked down at the bath towel, and his eyelashes trembled slightly—he imagined many kinds of conversations, but he didn't expect Han Zhao to ask why he ran to his door in the middle of the night to beg for shelter.

Seeing him standing still, Han Zhao tilted his head: "What? I don't know where the bathroom is?"

He Jing shook his head lightly, took the towel, opened the box, took his clothes, and walked towards the bathroom.

The water from the shower is very warm, and the shower gel has a nice lemongrass scent.The hot water caresses the skin, warming the body and mind.In the dense steam, He Jing suddenly remembered that the last time he borrowed Han Zhao's bathroom was when there was a typhoon and heavy rain in summer.

Putting on a clean T-shirt after taking a shower, He Jing had just stepped out of the bathroom when he was immediately lured to the table by the smell of food.

There is a bowl of freshly cooked instant noodles on the table, and there is a golden and attractive poached egg floating on the noodle soup.

Looking up at Han Zhao who came out of the kitchen, He Jing asked incredulously, "For me?"

Han Zhao nodded: "The highest level."

Feeling warm in his heart, He Jing thanked him softly, sat down and raised his chopsticks to eat.

He was indeed hungry, and now he was eating the instant noodles with big mouthfuls, feeling extremely delicious.

Han Zhao sat down opposite him, lit a cigarette casually, and was casual at home.

The smoke rose up, and after a while, a barrier made of smoke was woven between the two of them.

After a sudden burst of eating, He Jing stuffed himself until he was half full.Through the smoke and heat, he peeked at Han Zhao's side face, and couldn't help but think of the scene when they first met.

In the exam training class this summer, because I was too tired from the internship, I fell asleep after listening to it.When I opened my eyes after getting enough sleep, I only saw Han Zhao beside him, looking at him with a half-smile.

Seeing him wake up, Han Zhao handed over a tissue and pointed to the corner of his mouth.I took it in a daze, and after I realized it, I hurriedly wiped my saliva...

"clatter!"

With a snap of his fingers, He Jing's thoughts were suddenly pulled back.

Putting out the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray, Han Zhao asked, "Have you finished eating?"

Looking down at the bowl of noodle soup, He Jing nodded.

"I'll give you the sofa bag tonight," Han Zhao said, pouted towards the sofa in the living room, "I have a lot of quilts."

"You...won't you ask me what's going on?"

Han Zhao shrugged: "Broken love?"

He Jing shook his head: "Unemployed."

"Didn't you already find a job?" Han Zhao remembered that when he was in class, he was an intern at a large law firm.

Hearing him mentioning this, He Jing couldn't help but sniffled, and poured out the unlucky things that happened tonight intermittently.

The cat walked around under their feet, rubbing against its owner's calf from time to time.Seeing that Han Zhao didn't pay attention to it, he just jumped lightly onto his master's lap.

Looking down, Han Zhao scratched the tabby cat's neck, then gently pressed its head, signaling it to lie down on its lap.

"...I came here in a daze after I got out of the subway station." At the other end of the table, He Jing finished talking about all the unlucky things that happened today, and the last few words became more and more whispered, even his head was shaking. Slowly lowered down.

"I thought something happened..." After hearing this, Han Zhao twitched his lips.

"But..." Seeing that he didn't take it seriously, He Jing held back for a long time, and couldn't help but said, "It's you, can you bear it?"

"It's just a small matter." Han Zhao tilted his head and lit another cigarette for himself. "Young people just can't hold their breath."

"You're talking like you're very old..." He Jing muttered in a low voice, "You're not a few years older than me..."

Hearing his words, Han Zhao suddenly laughed: "What did you say?"

"You are not much older than me." He Jing repeated it confidently.

"You just graduated this year..." Han Zhao smiled and shook his head, "I have graduated for ten years."

He Jing was taken aback for a moment, although he knew that the other party was older than him, but he couldn't tell that he was over thirty.

After thinking about it, he couldn't help asking again: "Then why do you..."

"Why did you take the exam this year?" Han Zhao smiled, pushed the cat off his knees and stood up, "It's getting late, I'll help you get the quilt, go to bed early."

"Tomorrow, I will find a roommate." He Jing also stood up, "I will pay the rent, and I won't trouble you for a long time."

"Look slowly," Han Zhao waved at him, "The rent or something..."

Glancing at the dining table, Han Zhao said, "Just help wash the dishes."

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