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He put down his phone, pouted his lips, and really wanted to buy information books instead of eating at the bratty man's place, but in the next second, he turned his feet and walked to the hairdresser.

Xu Xiangyang didn't even open the door today, Jiang Yao stared at the "Closed for business" wooden sign hanging on the glass window, raised his eyebrows, turned around and was about to leave.

"What are you going to do?" Xu Xiangyang opened the door with a "swish" to stop someone.

"I thought you weren't here," Jiang Yao moved his nose and smelled the fragrance, "Is it a fish?"

Xu Xiangyang held the door open for him to let him in: "Yes, pickled fish."

"It's you, sauerkraut fish." Jiang Yao replied, and Xu Xiangyang got a blank and innocent expression.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth, his small appearance was very cute, which made the man want to rub his head hard.

The two went into the cubicle and sat down. Xu Xiangyang brought pickled fish, and Jiang Yao clapped his hands exaggeratedly and artificially: "Oh, it smells so good."

Xu Xiangyang: "...shut up, eat quickly!"

A whole fish was not enough for two men to eat, Xu Xiangyang steamed another half pot of rice, Jiang Yao was growing up, he slumped on the chair full of food, and burped a little.

In no hurry to wash the dishes, Xu Xiangyang lit a cigarette and took a puff: "Go buy materials later."

Jiang Yao half opened his eyes to look at him.

"...I'll go with you," the man said sternly, "I think I should buy a complete book on beauty and hairdressing."

With Jiang Yao's expression of "Are you kidding me?", Xu Xiangyang's rare shame came out, his eyes flickered, and he coughed twice.

Jiang Yao thought for a while, and pointed to the plate on the table: "How much?"

Xu Xiangyang was stunned for a moment: "Why are you so polite today?"

"No, it's just that you have been troubled a lot during this period, and you have been eating and drinking for nothing for so many days... It's not that brothers have to settle accounts..." Jiang Yao said slowly, let alone the relationship between them. Exists with transactions.

Xu Xiangyang's face darkened, he didn't speak for a while, and after smoking a cigarette, he said: "Come on, there's not much money, and you still have a debt. You still need to study, and I don't understand, but the money is also indispensable."

Jiang Yao was silent.

Xu Xiangyang continued: "I registered on Weibo a few days ago, if you have time, take me with you more, and get popular or something."

It's not impossible, Jiang Yao thought, it would save me not even knowing what pickled fish is.

The man looked at his watch, stood up and cleared the table first: "The bookstore is open, let's go."

The little kid stood up and said in a low voice, "Oh."

This scene was silent, and the awkward mood that came from no one knew where it came from quietly subsided.