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A blue Porsche sports car stopped in front of the lifting pole at the gate of the community. As soon as the car stopped, the people in the car honked their horns.

The security guard came out of the security room with the registration book. Just as he walked to the window, he saw the window was down. A young man wearing sunglasses grinned at him: "Brother, do you recognize me?"

The security guard had some impressions of this smiling man, and vaguely remembered that he was the younger brother of a householder in the community, so he handed him the register and pen: "Sign it."

Xia Hang took the register, but not his pen, picked up a good-looking ballpoint pen from the driver's seat and wrote his name in dragons and phoenixes, and said while writing: "There is chaos in your community. Do you care about the parking phenomenon? Last time I wanted to park my car in my brother’s parking space, but one car on each side squeezed my brother’s parking space so that I could only park an electric car. Now these people are too unqualified, right? If you can afford such an expensive house, why can’t you afford a parking space?”

The security guard took the registration book he handed out, and said bluntly: "It's not under our control, you can call the property company."

Xia Hang just complained casually, so he didn't have time to cooperate with the phenomenon of disorderly parking in the property improvement area. When the lifting lever in front of him was raised, the sports car rushed in with a 'swish'.

The security guard yelled from behind: "Slow down!"

Xia Hang parked the car in the underground parking lot, took out a bamboo cat basket from the back seat of the car, took the elevator in the basement and went upstairs directly, took out his mobile phone in the elevator to read the news, did not notice that the elevator stopped on the first floor After a while, a man walked in.The seventh floor arrived soon. Xia Hang picked up his mobile phone and walked out of the elevator with the cat basket in his hands. He stopped in front of the door of room 707 and pressed a series of codes on the combination lock.

"Ok?"

He looked puzzled at the red light on the combination lock plate, bent down to look at the number plate carefully, and pressed the string of numbers just now, but the red light indicating that the password was wrong was still on.

He hugged the basket to his chest, and said to the little yellow cat lying inside: "What to do, egg yolk, my brother changed the password again." He took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket, and wanted to call Xia Bingyang to ask for a new one. door code.

Before finding Xia Bingyang's cell phone number, he caught a glimpse of a tall and straight man walking towards him from the corner of his eye, and stopped one meter away from him.Vigilance made Xia Hang turn his head to look at this man, and he saw this man smiled at him politely, and said, "Did you forget your password?"

Xia Hang glanced at him, and said like a naughty and impolite child: "You live next door?"

Ji Zheng had just finished shopping at the supermarket at the entrance of the community. He was holding a shopping bag in his left hand and a bouquet of flowers in his right hand.Hearing Xia Hang's inquiry, he just walked forward with a smile, put the shopping bag in his hand on the ground, pressed a few times on the combination lock, and the combination lock disk flashed green immediately.

Ji Zheng pushed open the door, then stood outside the door and said politely to Xia Hang: "Please come in."

Xia Hang stared at him dumbfounded: "You, you, you, how do you know the password of my brother's house?" He said and stared: "The clothes on you belong to my brother!"

Ji Zheng's suit was washed out and hung on the balcony because it smelled of cigarettes and alcohol. Now he is indeed wearing Xia Bingyang's clothes, and what a coincidence, the casual shirt on him was Xia Hang's gift to Xia Bingyang Gift.

Xia Bingyang has always followed trends and fashions, and has high requirements for the quality of clothes, and any clothes in the closet are famous brands.Last year for Xia Bingyang's birthday, Xia Hang bought him a shirt of a famous foreign brand that did not have a special counter in China. Although Xia Bingyang didn't say anything, he was very happy to receive this shirt, because Xia Hang She has a good vision, and the calm black and pure cotton texture as well as the high-end tailoring are all in line with Xia Bingyang's wishes.But Xia Bingyang didn't wear it once, because Xia Hang carelessly bought a size up, which was too loose for Xia Bingyang to wear, so Xia Bingyang hung it in the closet as a decoration.

In fact, the shirt Ji Zheng is wearing is very picky. The material is not flat and straight, and the tailoring is not in the style of waist support. It is mainly casual and comfortable. The material is soft and elegant, slightly loose, and does not modify the figure at all.Therefore, people whose shoulders and neck lines are not wide enough and their backs are not straight enough will show a decadent temperament when wearing this dress.

When Xia Hang decided to buy this dress for his brother, he was full of confidence in his figure, but after buying it back, his brother never wore it.He didn't expect this dress to see the light of day again, nor did he expect to wear it on other men, let alone this man's clothes looked better than his brother's, as if they were his clothes in the first place.

Xia Hang felt very sour.

Ji Zheng didn't know the origin of this dress, he just found a suitable one in Xia Bingyang's closet and put it on, he didn't think much when questioned by Xia Hang, he just said: "Go in and talk, don't disturb the neighbors. "

When Xia Hang entered the door with the cat basket in his arms, Ji Zheng closed the door, stood in the hallway and changed his shoes and asked, "Do you have the usual slippers here?"

Xia Hang took out a pair of blue slippers from the shoe cabinet as if he wanted to announce something to him, raised his chin and said, "My brother prepared these for me."

Ji Zheng nodded with a smile, walked past him with a shopping bag and flowers in his arms, and went straight to the kitchen.

Xia Hang followed behind him: "No, who are you? What are you doing here? How do you know the password of the door here?"

Ji Zheng lifted the shopping bag and put it on the glazed table. He made a silent gesture to him, then pointed to the direction of the master bedroom, and said, "Is it okay to be careful? Your brother is still sleeping."

Xia Hang shut up, then dragged out a chair under the dining table, sat upside down on a donkey, put his arms on the back of the chair, stared at Ji Zheng and asked again: "Who the hell are you?"

Ji Zheng was putting all the ingredients he bought into the refrigerator, automatically ignoring Xia Hang's unfriendly tone, and said, "My surname is Ji."

"Surname Ji? Are you my brother's colleague?" Xia Hang glanced at him again: "You don't look like a policeman either."

Ji Zheng put away the ingredients, took out a lemon and a jar of honey from the refrigerator, closed the refrigerator door, looked at him and asked with a smile, "Then what am I supposed to do?"

"Like teaching, or doing business, anyway, you're not like a policeman."

Ji Zheng rinsed the lemon under the tap and said, "I'm not a policeman."

Xia Hang watched him slice the lemon into thin slices, and unexpectedly found that his knife skills were good: "Then what do you do?"

Ji Zheng thought for a moment, then said vaguely: "Doctor."

"Oh, Doctor Na Ji, what are you doing at my brother's house?"

After Ji Zheng cut a lemon, he put the knife away, took out a few glasses from the cupboard and rinsed them in the sink, and asked an irrelevant question: "Do you want lemonade?"

Xia Hang was immediately led astray by him: "I want ice."

Ji Zheng glanced at him and shook his head in his heart, thinking that Xia Hang's simple stupidity alone was enough to tell that he and Xia Bingyang were not brothers of the same father and mother.

Xia Hang still stretched his neck and watched Ji Zheng pour honey into the cup: "Give me more honey, add a little more, it's enough."

Ji Zheng made a glass of honey water, put in two slices of lemon, took out a box of ice cubes and a bottle of soda water from the refrigerator and mixed them into the honey lemon water, and finally added some blueberry cocktails for coloring.

Xia Hang took the light blue drink with an unknown name from him, took a sip, and hummed, "It's quite delicious."

Ji Zheng didn't say anything, and started mixing another cup.

Xia Hang stared at his face, with hostility still in his eyes: "You still tell me why you know the password of my brother's house."

Ji Zheng said, "Of course your brother told me."

"Why did he tell you?"

"You should ask him that question."

After finishing speaking, Ji Zheng smiled at him, indicating that the topic is over.

At this time, there was a muffled sound of 'hutong' from the master bedroom, as if something had fallen on the floor.

Just as Xia Hang was about to go over to have a look, he saw that Ji Zheng went to the bedroom first.

Ji Zheng pushed open the bedroom door, and saw that Xia Bingyang had woken up, and was sitting on the bed with his forehead resting on his face to answer the phone, while a few books that were originally on the bedside table fell to the ground.

"Call me? I wasn't in the bureau last night. Where did the call go?" He frowned and scratched his messy hair vigorously, and said angrily, "Who is so, who is in the investigation department?" Looking for me? How can I call him back if you don’t tell me his name? If the office landline can’t get through, won’t you call my cell phone? What a fucking crook!”

Ji Zheng closed the door and walked in, squatted beside the bed and picked up a few books that fell on the floor. When he stood up and was about to put the books back to their original positions, Xia Bingyang suddenly grabbed his wrist, and then he was pulled towards the bed, and then Slumped on the head of the bed.

Xia Bingyang neatly raised his legs and sat on Ji Zheng's body, leaned on Ji Zheng's shoulder like a pillow, and was still talking on the phone: "Now go to my office to check the number that called in last night, one by one, Check it out and hand it over to Lou Yue, how do you check it? You don’t know how to check up and down, brother? Turn the page up—”

Ji Zheng listened to him swearing on the phone, supported his waist with one hand, and put the books beside the bed with the other, and opened one of them with nothing to do.

Soon, Xia Bingyang lost his patience, and his temper became more and more fiery: "You walk out of my office now, stand in the corridor, and pass your mobile phone to someone who can breathe... Yes, yes! A living person is fine!"

Ji Zheng saw that he was really anxious now, so he gently stroked his back.

Xia Bingyang was really comforted by him, leaned on his shoulder and sighed, his tone was no longer so angry: "You find out the number first and then call me, that's it."

He hung up the phone and threw the phone aside, cursing: "The new intern doesn't know anything, and Bureau Chen said he was a top student."

Xia Bingyang's work has always been a field that Ji Zheng has never dabbled in, so Ji Zheng didn't continue this topic. He closed the book and put it next to the bed, and then brushed back his itchy hair that Xia Bingyang had pinched at his chin. , asked: "Sleep for a while?"

Xia Bingyang picked up the phone again to check the time: "Don't sleep, I have to go back to the bureau in the afternoon."

"Then you go take a shower, I'll get you something to eat, and then take you to the police station."

Xia Bingyang hugged his neck and looked up at him: "You go with me."

Ji Zheng combed his messy hair with his fingers: "Where are you going?"

"Police, I want you to accompany me to work."

Ji Zheng laughed in surprise, lowered his eyes and looked at him: "I will accompany you to work?"

Xia Bingyang looked at him confidently: "Can't you?"

Ji Zheng thought for a while and said, "Okay, as long as you can bring me into the office of the law enforcement agency, I will accompany you to work."

The corners of Xia Bingyang's lips raised, and he leaned into his ear and whispered, "Brother, you are so kind."

Ji Zheng's ears numb, as if a gust of evil wind had blown into the porches.

Satisfied, Xia Bingyang got out of bed, quickly found a change of clothes, and was stopped by Ji Zheng when he was about to open the bedroom door.

Ji Zheng tidied up the slightly messy shirt hem and walked towards the door, saying: "Xia Hang is here."

Xia Bingyang didn't take it seriously: "Oh, he came to return the cat." As he spoke, he opened the door, glanced at Xia Hang who was sitting in the restaurant drinking a drink, and said to Xia Hang, "Don't go, I have something to tell you." ', and went straight to the bathroom.

Xia Hang responded, and then went to see Ji Zheng.

Ji Zheng came out of the bedroom one step too late, and went to the kitchen to meet Xia Hang's slightly defensive and hostile eyes.

Xia Hang could see clearly that when Ji Zheng came out just now, he was arranging his clothes, as if he had done something in the bedroom. What's more, Xia Bingyang's bedroom was never allowed to enter, not even him. Ji's doctor came and went freely, and the atmosphere with Xia Bingyang was so harmonious and intimate.

Xia Hang thinks... this doctor surnamed Ji is not simple.

Ji Zheng knew that Xia Hang didn't like him, but he didn't care. He took the ingredients from the refrigerator and asked, "Have you had lunch yet?"

Xia Hang stared at him without speaking.

Ji Zheng put a box of eggs on the floating platform, looked up and saw Xia Hang's eyes, and couldn't help smiling: "I'll simply cook some noodles, do you want to eat it?"

Xia Hang: "...Well, a bowl is fine."

Ji Zheng looked at the watch on his wrist when packing up a handful of newly bought spinach, and felt that there was not enough time, so he said to Xia Hang, "Can you help me choose vegetables?"

Xia Hang didn't touch Yang Chunshui with his ten fingers, and he had never chosen vegetables, but after all, he was soft-mouthed, so he sat down opposite the floating platform, and learned Ji Zheng's method to choose spinach.

Ji Zheng glanced at the bathroom with the sound of rustling water, and said: "I heard Bing Yang talk about you, do you have a good relationship?"

Xia Hang concentrated on the handful of spinach in his hand: "Bingyang? Oh, you mean my brother? Yes, we have a very good relationship."

Ji Zheng bent his lips and said with a soft smile: "Don't you think he has a bad temper?"

Xia Hang said nonchalantly, "What's wrong with your bad temper? My brother is handsome and cool, and he can even scold people nicely."

Ji Zheng laughed and looked at him: "You like him very much?"

"He's my brother, of course I like him." As he said that, he straightened his face and said, "He didn't rely on his family, he achieved his current position in the police station, and he did it cleanly. I admire him very much." .”

Hearing these words, Ji Zheng changed his opinion of Xia Hang a little. He didn't expect that Xia Hang looked childish and frivolous, but he was actually quite mature.

"Is he still the same as before, doesn't he go home often?"

After hesitating for a moment, Ji Zheng still asked.

Xia Hang sighed and said, "Except for Chinese New Year and parents' birthdays, he hardly ever goes home, and even when parents ask him to go home for dinner, he won't go back."

"why?"

Xia Hang didn't say anything anymore, but shook his head very discouraged.

Although he didn't say it, Ji Zheng could imagine that the relationship between Xia Bingyang and his family had become irreparable.He remembered the scene where Xia Bingyang was sitting in the car holding his hand and acting like a baby to him, and said to him, "I want to go home with you". Maybe Xia Bingyang no longer regards the house where his parents live as his home. Xia Bingyang just wants to go Just a place where he is.

It was only then that Ji Zheng knew that Xia Bingyang had always been so dependent on him, that he had never disappeared from Xia Bingyang's heart, and even deepened with time.In the past, Xia Bingyang relied on him and regarded him as a reliance, but now Xia Bingyang still relies on him and regards him as his destination.

He was only distracted and didn't notice that the water in the pot was boiling. It was Xia Hang who patted the floating platform and shouted 'the water is boiling' to bring him back to his senses.

Xia Bingyang quickly came out of the bathroom, with a towel around his neck covering his wet hair.He smelled the aroma and walked to the kitchen, bent down and put his elbows on the glazed table, looked at Ji Zheng who was cooking the noodles and said with a smile, "It's very fragrant."

Ji Zheng handed him a glass of honey lemonade that he had prepared earlier: "Drink a glass of lemonade to hangover."

Xia Bingyang took a sip, it was slightly sour with less sugar, but it was delicious.He turned his head and glanced at Xia Hang who was squatting by the floor-to-ceiling window to tidy up the cat climbing frame, lowered his voice and said to Ji Zheng: "This kid registered a company by himself two days ago behind his parents' backs. I don't know what he wants to do."

Ji Zheng: "Do you want to talk to him?"

Xia Bingyang looked very helpless: "We have to talk, he is ambitious now and refuses to accept, so he can listen to a few words when I say something."

Ji Zheng looked at his watch and asked, "The noodles will be ready soon, can we finish talking in 10 minutes?"

Xia Bingyang raised his head and drank the lemonade, then put the glass on the glazed platform and said, "Yes".Immediately after speaking, he changed his face and shouted at Xia Hang: "Xia Hang, come with me!"

Xia Hang tremblingly followed Xia Bingyang to the balcony.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Ji Zheng saw Xia Bingyang standing lazily leaning against the balcony railing, lighting a cigarette with a cigarette in his mouth, while Xia Hang lowered his head as if standing in front of him.

Xia Bingyang bit his cigarette and said something to him, Xia Hang's face became more and more aggrieved, he seemed eager to defend himself, but he didn't dare to interrupt Xia Bingyang, and only mumbled a few words in a low voice after Xia Bingyang finished speaking.

Ji Zheng didn't continue to read, focusing on the noodles in the pot.

In less than 10 minutes, Xia Bingyang led Xia Hang back from the balcony. Xia Bingyang turned around and said to him, holding a cigarette, "I've just told you so much. Whether you want to listen or not, think about it for yourself."

Xia Hang let out an 'oh', but remained silent.

Xia Bingyang: "Are you still leaving? Your new company closed down so soon? Why are you still here?"

Xia Hang pointed at Ji Zheng carefully: "He invited me for lunch."

Xia Bingyang frowned: "What is he, he is so old that he can't even be called big brother."

Xia Hang froze for a moment: "Huh?"

Xia Bingyang glared at him: "Ah, what, I call him brother, what's wrong with you calling him big brother?"

So Xia Hang turned his head and called Ji Zheng: "Brother."

Ji Zheng was setting the table and chopsticks in the restaurant, when he heard this, he gave a calm 'hmm' and said, "It's time to eat."

Xia Bingyang sat down beside Ji Zheng, seeing the attractive bowl of noodles in front of him, his eyes lit up: "What kind of noodles are these?"

Ji Zheng was peeling an apple with a fruit knife. Hearing this, he glanced at his bowl: "Spinach, egg, ham, shrimp...noodles."

Seeing that he only served two bowls, Xia Bingyang asked, "Why don't you eat?"

"I ate two slices of bread when I went shopping just now, and I'm not hungry now."

While peeling the apples, he watched Xia Bingyang, waiting for his comments.

Xia Bingyang knew that he was watching, and nodded after taking a sip of the soup: "It's delicious."

Ji Zheng is well-known for his cooking skills. The bowl of noodles he served for Xia Bingyang was the only dish he learned to cook while studying abroad, and he has never cooked in the kitchen since returning to China. It is impossible to be unfamiliar with his skills. He couldn't avoid it, so he didn't believe that this bowl of noodles was really as delicious as Xia Bingyang showed, so he took the chopsticks from Xia Bingyang's hand and said, "I'll try it."

He tasted a few noodles, and couldn't help frowning as soon as the noodles entered his mouth, then looked at Xia Bingyang in silence for a while, and said, "Actually...it's not bad."

Xia Bingyang laughed, took back the chopsticks, and said, "It's not bad, who said it was bad?"

Ji Zheng asked Xia Hang who was sitting alone across the dining table: "How does it taste?"

Xia Hang was about to tell the truth with a piece of spinach between his hands, when he suddenly found his brother staring at him, and hurriedly said, "It's pretty good, but... the vegetable is a bit raw."

Xia Bingyang said: "You know what a fart, the food is not nutritious if it is cooked."

This sentence did not scare Xia Hang, but Ji Zheng, who was completely new in the field of nutrition, looked at Xia Bingyang very seriously and asked, "Really?"

Xia Bingyang choked, feeling that what he said was yes and no, and what he said was no and no, what if Ji Zheng took it seriously and gave him uncooked dishes in the future?So he decided to tell the truth, looked at Ji Zheng seriously and said: "Fake, if the food is not cooked well, people will eat to death."

Ji Zheng nodded with a resigned expression, looked at the spinach picked up by Xia Hang and said, "Fortunately, I cooked it today."

Xia Hang:? ? ? ? ?

He decided that he would never eat at Xia Bingyang's house again, no, no, no, he would never eat the food cooked by his new brother.

Ji Zheng didn't know that his cooking skills were disgusted by his brother-in-law, and he helped him peel an apple after dinner.

After eating, Xia Hang, who was about to leave the bowl, was left by Xia Bingyang to wash the dishes. Xia Hang said, "Brother, I don't know how to wash dishes."

Uncle Xia Bingyang ate the apple that Ji Zheng peeled for him with his legs crossed, looked at Ji Zheng who was feeding the cat by the floor-to-ceiling window, and didn't even give him a look: "If you don't know how to learn, look for tutorials online."

Xia Hang gave him a sad look, and went into the kitchen with the bowl in his hand.

Xia Bingyang gnawed on an apple and went into the bedroom to change clothes, blow dry his hair, and soon came out of the bedroom handsomely, and blew a rogue whistle at Ji Zheng, and when Ji Zheng looked back at him, he raised his eyebrows and smiled at him: "Go handsome, Come with me to work."

Before going out, Xia Bingyang finally looked back at his younger brother who was washing dishes in the kitchen, and said, "Don't come into my bedroom, don't rummage things, clean the kitchen before leaving."