Xia Xiqing, who had just bitten a small hole in the soup bun, was scalded by the hot soup. The soup that could no longer be wrapped in the thin skin flowed away in the small plate, as if it was a secret thought that could not be hidden.

The table was close to each other, and the middle-aged man who was half drunk next to him suddenly laughed. One of them touched Zhou Ziheng's back with the back of his hand holding the beer can, "Are you from the north? Come to Wuhan to have fun?"

Zhou Ziheng subconsciously pushed the frame, but the other party seemed not to recognize him, "Yes."

The other party laughed a few times and gave him popular science in unstandard Mandarin, "Do you know when playing with friends is about falling in love, do you know?"

Talk, fall in love?

So, does the boss regard Xia Xiqing as his girlfriend?

The tip of the tongue was so painful. When Xia Xiqing heard the conversation between Zhou Ziheng and the elder brother, he couldn't raise his head. He just glanced over his face and sucked the mung bean paste that had already been seen. The water beads condensed on the wall of the cup made his hands wet, as if he was considerately cooling the burnt palm.

After having lunch, the two of them walked out side by side from a fork, gradually moving away from the noisy night market. Hua'anli community was surrounded by railways, and the roar of trains whistling by ears came from their ears, which trembled their hearts.

Zhou Ziheng was still thinking about what the elder brother said just now, and always felt that Xia Xiqing was really in line with the nature of this city. Even when he fell in love, he was just a friend, unruly, and a young man who was gangster and gangster.

"You think..."

Zhou Ziheng, who was walking behind, spoke in a low voice, but Xia Xiqing did not turn around. He shot the plastic cup of mung bean paste in his hand into the trash can in the distance like a shot, scoring perfectly.

"Are we playing now?"

The sound of the train was overwhelming, swallowing up all the sounds of Xia Ye like a monster, including Zhou Ziheng's last two words.

The roar gradually drifted away, and everything returned to tranquility. Xia Xiqing turned around and half clenched his fists.

"What did you just say?"

What a smart person Xia Xiqing is. Zhou Ziheng stared at the face without flaws under the moonlight and was silent for two seconds.

"nothing."

His disguise reminded his eagerness.

It's not the time yet.
Chapter completed!