The lights in the communication room were still on. When they walked into the company compound, they could see Cai Nan reading a book at the table through the window. Cai Nan was a new employee that the company had recruited before Xing Lan returned home. Cai Nan had a good relationship with Xing Lan and was very forthright. However, Cai Nan was like a killer to women. Living in the 21st century, Xing Lan would not have any sympathy for any woman that Cai Nan had hurt because there would be such a man and such a woman.
"Since you're here, why don't you spend more time with your wife?”
Cai Nan closed the book and said sincerely.
"Whose wife?"
Xing Lan put down the pen in his hand and interrupted.
"We've been together every day, and you're still not my wife. How is it?”
Cai Nan moved closer to Xing Lan's side with a wretched expression.
"Can't you be serious? Haven't you heard that it's easy to get but also easy to lose? We've only known each other for a short time.”
Xing Lan was disgusted by women who were promiscuous. He would not even think of getting to know them, let alone falling in love with them. Jing Han was open-minded on the outside. Xing Lan knew that there were many forbidden areas in her heart. This was also one of the reasons why Xing Lan fell in love with her.
"Boss, what era are we in now? It's the 21st century. You have to know that if you don't settle it, she won't be yours.”
Cai Nan looked disappointed.
"So what if it's the 21st century? Does the 21st century have no morals and upbringing? Does the 21st century mean that you can walk naked on the streets without wearing clothes? Do you think that all the girls are like those you've found? Those with a little intelligence and a little bottom line won't fall for your trap.”
Sitting in front of the table, Xing Lan rolled his eyes at Cai Nan with a pen in his hand.
"Look, why are you blaming me for helping you? I know your wife is definitely better than the ones I found, so I'm just reminding you.”
Cai Nan sat on the sofa.
"What do you mean by sure? It's absolutely. I don't understand why you're comparing Jinghan to those people.”
Xing Lan raised his head to look at Cai Nan, and for a moment, he was furious.
"It was a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue. Don't misunderstand.”
Hearing Cai Nan's apology, Xing Lan lowered his head and continued with his work.
"I say, do you need this bro to help you?”
During the silence, Cai Nan finished his sentence with a sinister look.
"Help with what?"
Raising his head to look at Cai Nan, Xing Lan had a trace of doubt.
"I mean, get some medicine. There's too much going on now.”
Cai Nan's words did not matter. Xing Lan could not understand what Cai Nan meant.
Xing Lan lowered his head and pondered for a while before suddenly understanding what Cai Nan meant. Xing Lan suppressed the anger in his heart and pointed at the dormitory."You can get off work now. Go to sleep quickly. I need some peace and quiet.”
"Alright, I'll go back now. Let me know if you need anything.”
Cai Nan smiled as he went upstairs. Xing Lan could not help but laugh bitterly. He had not expected to meet such a person. Shaking his head, Xing Lan turned his gaze back to his work.
The reception room was next to a road crossing. Every once in a while, one or a few heavy trucks carrying goods would pass by. Along the way, a sharp and ear-piercing whistle would be emitted. In the silent night, it would travel very far. The lights in the reception room were still on. Unlike others, Xing Lan could not sleep. He needed to use the silence of the night to grab inspiration. Every time he looked up, it was almost until dawn. At the age of 22, he began to know the value of time.
Peng Liang took over Xing Lan's shift. Perhaps it was because he was too tired, Xing Lan went straight to sleep after he got home. When he woke up, it was already two in the afternoon. Xing Lan from the northeastern restaurant had a hasty meal and started painting. Jing Han had not returned. When Xing Lan called, she said that she and Yuxuan were in the car. Jing Han told Xing Lan that she had already eaten. Xing Lan did not insist. When he looked away from the computer screen, it was already eight in the evening. Xing Lan went downstairs to the toilet. The toilet was just across the street, and the street was still as crowded as usual. Xing Lan's mind was focused on his work, so he did not pay attention to his surroundings. Xing Lan walked around and walked to his room.
"F * ck."
Perhaps it was because he was too exhausted, Xing Lan suddenly realized that he did not urinate after walking around the toilet. Xing Lan's words gave a girl beside him a fright. At that time, Xing Lan could even see an idiot in her eyes. He ignored the dazed Xinglan and went downstairs to the toilet again.
Opposite the toilet, there would often be elderly people setting up stalls, mainly selling small accessories and the like. Xing Lan casually glanced around and suddenly noticed Yu Xuan standing at the side.
"What are you doing here?"
Walking into Yuxuan, Xinglan looked at the neatly arranged scarves on the ground. What made Xinglan feel strange was that Yuxuan was standing at the side.
"Selling Weibo? What's wrong?"
Yu Xuan had a smile on her face the entire time, and Xing Lan could tell that her smile was filled with embarrassment.
"Are you kidding me? What exactly happened?”
Xing Lan could not believe it.
"Why would I lie to you? It's really ours. I just bought it from Jing Han today.”
Yuxuan explained.
"Where is Jinghan?"
After scanning the surroundings, Xing Lan did not find Jing Han.
" There. I just came back from the toilet."
Yu Xuan pointed at the entrance of the toilet. When he heard Xing Lan, he looked over. Jing Han was still wearing a beige windbreaker. Jing Han also noticed Xing Lan's gaze and her footsteps started to slow down.
"It really is yours."
Looking at Jing Han's Star Barrier, he wanted to confirm, but Jing Han immediately agreed. A gust of wind blew past, messing up the hair in front of Jing Han's eyes. At that moment, Star Barrier suddenly felt very painful. What made him sad was that it hurt his heart.
"Come back with me."
Xing Lan indicated for Jing Han to go back.
"It's pretty good. Why should I go back?”
Jing Han pretended to be indifferent.
Every time a bus passed by, a group of people would flock to it. Occasionally, a young woman in fashionable clothes would look down at the stall and rummage through it before looking up and leaving. There was no word in the middle. They did not even look at the two little girls who were selling these things. They were about the same age as them or even younger than them. The pedestrians passed by hurriedly. No one cared that there were two girls standing in the corner of the messy street. They stood humbly because they could feel Jinghan's humbleness. Xing Lan, who had been squatting beside Jing Han, suddenly felt very sad. He kept looking elsewhere, unwilling to let Jing Han see his slightly red eyes.
"Go back. Look, they don't buy anything here.”
Jing Han kept urging Xing Lan to go back.
"Mhm, I'm going back."
This time, Xing Lan did not insist. He was afraid that something would flow out of his eyes in a while.
When he returned to his residence, Xing Lan immediately took out his phone and dialed a number. It was Uncle Ghost.
"Hello, Little Fox, you're really good. You didn't call Uncle for such a long time.”
On the other end of the phone, Uncle Ghost seemed very happy.
"Uncle Ghost, if it's possible, I'd like you to help me contact the base and ask if we can do business.”
Xing Lan didn't beat around the bush and directly expressed his thoughts. Because he had been thinking about Jing Han, Xing Lan's tone was a little choked.
"What's wrong? What happened?”
Perhaps it was because he could tell that something was wrong with Xing Lan's tone, Uncle Ghost put away his mischievousness and asked seriously.
"I need a sum of money."
Xing Lan did not say anything else.
"How much do you need?"
Uncle Gui asked Xing Lan directly.
"Uncle Ghost, you know I won't accept your money…”
"How much do you need?"
Uncle Ghost directly interrupted Xing Lan's words.
"I don't know how much money can make a person happy, so I just need to ease the situation. But Uncle Ghost, don't insist. I won't take your money.”
Xing Lan's tone was very firm.
"I can't go over. I'll call Little Yao.”
"Uncle Ghost, you don't have to…"
Uncle Ghost hung up the phone.
Xinglan could not sit still in the room. He rummaged through his bag and found a pair of glasses, a pair of combat gloves that Tian Ya had given him, and a military jacket. After thinking for a long time, Xinglan went straight downstairs. He placed the things at Jinghan's stall, hoping that Jinghan would sell them. Jinghan, however, gestured for Xinglan to put on the jacket. She was afraid that Xinglan would be cold, so Xinglan took off the jacket and put it on. The jacket was very small, and Jinghan carefully smoothed out the folds of Xinglan's shirt. Like a considerate wife,
The night breeze ruffled Jinghan's hair. Xing Lan's eyes were filled with tenderness. On the main road that was close at hand, cars honked their horns from time to time to signal pedestrians to give way. In the narrow and crowded street, there were waves of noise from the crowd. Pedestrians rushed past, but no one paid attention to the couple at the edge of the street. The single scene was sad and touching.
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