"Okay, okay. If you're a man, don't be a mother-in-law. I'm your master. I'll practice your naked choke at home these days. I can tell you the truth. There is no solution to the formed naked choke. Who do you want to lock then? , there is no way out for anyone!"
"Hey, you finally admitted that you are my master!"
Jiang Beize grinned, showing two small tiger teeth.
"After all, I have been working as a disciple at your house. Although you are very stupid, for my sake, I reluctantly accepted you as my idiot apprentice!"
Song Nanye said, then put the guitar hanging in front of him into the piano bag and put it on his back.
There was an imperceptible stiffness in his back, like a frozen stick on a winter night.
"You don't have to send me off. I'll take a taxi back to the intersection ahead!"
"Okay, but do you have money for a taxi?"
"No!" Song Nanye said bluntly.
Jiang Beize smiled and was used to him going out without money.
He took out a hundred-dollar bill from his pocket and handed it over, "Goodbye, master!"
"Tch! Let's go!"
He put the money away and put it casually in his pocket. He walked with a pace that he didn't recognize, so wild that Jiang Beize wanted to laugh.
He stood at the door of the community and looked at Song Nanye's back. He couldn't hold it in any longer. He finally couldn't help but smile. It was the first time he saw someone who walked a little outsider.
Song Nanye in front paused and glanced sideways.
"Ahem,"
Jiang Beize clenched his fist with one hand, coughed twice, and quickly suppressed his smile.
Song Nanye said nothing and turned his head away.
His back was turned to Jiang Beize.
"I remembered that my brother said he would take me to Hokkaido to play. He can't come over these days, so you don't have to look for me. See you when school starts on the eighth day of the new year."
"Okay, have a good time!"
"… kindness."
Song Nanye stepped forward again, put his hands in his pockets, and left without looking back.
At that time, the sky was full of dark clouds, and no sunlight could penetrate the clouds.
Every cloud is lonely.
…
Xu Tongtong’s flower shop.
Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year. Xu Tongtong came here after lunch. Although it only opened on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, the flowers in the store need to be maintained, and some newly purchased flowers need to be properly placed.
"Hello, Doctor Zhang?"
Xu Tongtong called Zhang Fan. She and Zhang Fan exchanged contact information last time they attended Jiang Beiyuan and Yan Nian's wedding.
Zhang Fan on the other end asked her what was going on.
Xu Tongtong smiled, with the shyness of a young woman on her face, "That's right, your corsage accidentally fell into my bag. If you want it, I can send it to you."
"Ah... I said that I couldn't find it when I was changing my suit. It turned out to be in your bag. But the wedding is over, and the flowers are of no use. Otherwise, you can just throw them away. I'll ask you to run away. It’s troublesome.”
Zhang Fan was doing rounds on patients and said to Xu Tongtong.
The patient on the bed winked at Zhang Fan, "Doctor Zhang, you talk a lot today."
"Tsk..."
Zhang Fan quickly made a "hush" gesture to him.
Xu Tongtong on the other end of the phone: "No trouble, my throat doesn't feel good, I probably have a cold. I'm in the flower shop now, planning to pack my things and go to the Central Hospital to see you. If you're in the hospital, I'll go find you."
Zhang Fan raised his wrist and looked at his watch. He had a minor surgery to perform later.
But it doesn't get in the way.
"Okay, then come over. If it's convenient at night, let's have a meal or something together."
"OK."
Xu Tongtong pursed her lips and smiled, actually she was just waiting for his words.
(End of chapter)