I won't listen to you saying that I can't sleep tonight, really can't sleep! "
"I'll pay for the consultation fee." Ye Zhao pressed the elevator that led directly to the underground parking lot, and Luo Xiaochen followed him in, and kept mumbling: "Can I ask you for the consultation fee, Ye Zhao, I told you so It's not right to be seen outside, who are we and who, you have to really pay the consultation fee and labor, and I haven't solved your problem yet—"
"Ask you something." Ye Zhao interrupted.
Luo Xiaochen said with a relieved expression of "Have you finally started consulting?" "Say."
"Do your customers think you are too wordy?" Ye Zhao admired Luo Xiaochen's appearance and walked out of the elevator with satisfaction.
Luo Xiaochen looked sad and indignant: "Ye Zhao, let me tell you, you are definitely a jerk!"
Ye Zhaoquan didn't hear it, opened the door and got into the driver's seat.
Luo Xiaochen got into the passenger seat with a depressed face and fastened his seat belt: "Why did you drive here today?"
Ye Zhao turned the steering wheel and drove out of the parking lot: "It doesn't feel right today. It may be foggy tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I don't want to go into the hospital and come out sideways."
I don't know if it's because of my usual life, but Ye Zhao has always been very sensitive to air quality, humidity, taste of water, freshness of vegetables, etc.
Luo Xiaochen is the exact opposite of this. He can't feel the air is not good until it's foggy, and he can't eat fresh food until it's stale. And in the past few years, he has never been admitted to the hospital for so many foggy days, and he has to rely on Ye Zhao's phone to remind him to pay attention, otherwise the grass on the grave should have grown a few times.
They came out at an untimely time. They happened to hit the peak period, and they started and stopped along the way. The original 30-minute drive was blocked for more than an hour before driving less than half.
Ye Zhao rested his chin on his elbows against the car window, and casually swept across the pedestrian street outside the window. They had been standing here for over ten minutes, not even moving one bit.
Because it was winter, it got dark early, and it was completely dark outside, and the lights on the pedestrian street were dazzling, and the light and dark were different.
"I still remember that in the past few years, people on this street came and went like ants every day, and it was lively until the middle of the night. Hey—" Luo Xiaochen looked outside and sighed, "Now it's still very lively except in the K area. It's all chilled out."
District K is the commercial area where Ye Zhao worked before. It is the most central place in the city. Even if it is still lively, it is incomparable to the prosperity it was a few years ago.
"Yeah." Ye Zhao glanced at the sparse flow of people on the pedestrian street, landed in a dark corner, and asked casually, "When will a door open there?"
"Eh? Where?" Luo Xiaochen turned his head after hearing this.
"Over there, the corner, I remember it used to be a wall." Ye Zhao raised his finger.
Luo Xiaochen stared at that place for a while, and said, "Where is the door? It's still a simple wall."
Ye Zhao: "..."
Luo Xiaochen: "..."
The car was eerily silent for a few seconds, and Luo Xiaochen suddenly said, "I think it is necessary to continue talking about you.