After sending Jessica home, who had been tossing me all day, my ears finally returned to absolute tranquility. ??Ò»?Reading w?w?w¡¤1kanshu¡¤cc In the parking lot alone, only the music in the K5 carriage was still playing, and in addition, only the sound of my own busy footsteps was left. Yes, there is a car full of things that need to be carried upstairs. I think my arms and waist will not be too relaxed. I wonder if when I get up tomorrow morning, my whole body will be sore and my legs will be in a frog shape. In fact, when she was about to arrive downstairs at Xiujing¡¯s house, she had said that she should come to my side first, help me move my things, and then luckily stay up a little later to finish the decoration of the living room in one go. But I rejected this proposal without thinking. I told her that she should just rest at home and move things by myself. As for decorating the living room, someone would come over tomorrow morning to help. As for the deep-seated reason for rejectionit's not too complicated. I just felt that this girl had been busy with me all day. Although she didn't say anything on her face or mouth, she must be a little tired. In addition, she flew back from the United States and didn't rest for a while after getting off the plane, so I didn't agree to let her come to my place to help at night. After hearing me tell her to go to bed early, Zheng Xiujing didn't insist on coming to my place anymore. But when she heard me say, "Someone will come over to help with it tomorrow morning," she said oh, and then raised her bright eyes to look at it. He looked at me and asked me seriously what time I would get up tomorrow morning. I didn¡¯t understand why she suddenly asked this, and I casually replied at half past seven. Then she perfectly connected to the end of my words and blurted out: Then I will be at your place at eight. As soon as she finished saying this relatively fast sentence, the car stopped just downstairs of her house. Then this guy didn't give me a chance to speak at all, waved his hand at me and slammed the door hard. Please note that the verb "fall" is definitely not an exaggeration. At that moment, I felt a little sorry for my K5. At eight o'clock in the evening, there were many people in the elevator going up. Carrying a lot of things, I bowed and said sorry, then took a loaded step and stepped into the elevator. ?I want to read a book w?w?w?¡¤1?k?a book nshu¡¤cc in the short memory I just recalled. There is one place that is slightly different. That¡¯s it, I said, I feel a little sorry for my K5. That¡¯s right, now that you¡¯ve woken up. I no longer take the matter of repaying the money pretentiously to heart, so the most suitable place for the money I have in hand is to truly get this car that has been with me for some time from Jiang Xijun. Bought it back. This is not a debt. I don't see it as a sale either. Jiang Xijun understands me best. He knows that I am just realizing and letting go of a certain obsession of mine. When I was still stooped, I told him this. I said: "Just lend me this car to drive." Apart from that, I didn't say anything else. He said he wanted to throw db9 to me, but I didn't pick it up. I asked him to give me a K5, and I didn¡¯t say I would have to spend money to buy it. But the meaning is something that only the two of us can understand - only by letting me do something with that money can I have a real sense of finally getting out of the siege. This is a very important psychological change for me. Pressure forces people to keep crawling on their knees, and pressure also forces confident people to straighten their waists. In fact, I had this plan. I really want to look up to the sky and shout out all the depression in my heart, let that shout ring in everyone's ears, and tell them: I am no longer that rebellious bastard and scumbag, and I can make a lot of money now. Money - I'm not a loser. In the first wave of transportation, only one-third of the items in the carriage were moved up. After entering the door, I put my things on the ground, and then started to huff and puff. I have been talking about exercising for several months, but I have no free time to implement it, and my poor physical strength seems to have not changed at all. After holding my knees to relax for a while, I swam barefoot to the dining room, took out a can of beer from the refrigerator, opened it and took a sip. I breathed a sigh of relief and came out to prepare for a rest before moving the second wave. I sat on the chair next to the dining table. ?Ò»??Reading w?w?w?¡¤1?k I want an?s to read h?u?¡¤c?c while the suppressed release in my heart before in the elevator has not been completely resolved. After thinking for a while, I called Jiang Xijun. The conversation in the first half of the phone call was unprecedentedly direct, with the two of us speaking one sentence after another with almost no pauses. "Hey Gu Se, hey. What are you doing?" "It's a meeting." "You're so ridiculous, there are so many meetings to be held. I've already heard cheers, um, there are girls too. "There are more than one voice." "Isn't it okay to have a meeting at the wine table? As for the girls, there is indeed a group of them¡ª¡ªbecause I couldn't even talk to Taigu recently, do you think I am you? . Why, lonely people are not allowed to relieve their loneliness?¡± "You look lonely!" "Okay, let's not talk nonsense. It's actually the Propaganda Department's New Year's Eve dinner, and they asked me to come over to calm things down. Hey, don't tell me, they do have a few pretty girls here. "That's right." "Come on, don't harm a good woman." "Who am I harming?" "I don't have a sister. Do you want to let me go?" At this point, the simple and crude call ended abruptly. As they talked and joked around each other, the topic was suddenly led to a certain person, to a place that was difficult to resolve at the first touch. Although Jiang Xijun said this, there was still a touch of casualness in his tone, and there was still no serious attitude in his tone. But for some reason, I seemed to be choked all of a sudden, and I couldn't say anything anymore. It was a silence in which the temperature was gradually dropping. Even with the help of the lively noise from his side, it still didn't help. I sat on the chair and was quiet for a while. I raised my hand and wiped my lower lip. As my lips squirmed, I said the sentence "Why do you want to let go?" with all my ease. After that, I heard a chuckle from the other end of the phone. From this line of laughter, I seemed to vaguely feel a ray of coolness, but this very small feeling was quickly erased by him who changed his mood, making me feel that it was an illusion. Jiang Xijun, who had returned to his abnormal state, smiled and continued: "Then you are talking nonsense!" This sentence was directed at me with an exaggerated and powerful tone. At that moment, with his words, the two of us finally got out of the quagmire that was difficult to get out of. I rolled my eyes and curled my lips: "I'm not here to talk shit to you, I'm here to give you money. Didn't you calculate the price of that k5 with me before? I'm free these two days." I¡¯ll call you. As for the transfer, you can arrange for me to do it together in a week.¡± After a long series of gags and an unprepared and difficult turn, the topic finally turned. On to business. However, this business matter to me was not as interesting as the previous conversation in Jiang Xijun's eyes, so he probably waved his hand over there and said with a very perfunctory: "okok." Casual. Then he knocked me out. Putting aside the emotional issues, in terms of understanding each other in other aspects, we are indeed like old friends for decades. As I said before, when I mentioned the car payment to him, he would never care at all. You no longer think I'm pretentious like you did when you first met me. This is the neat way of getting along between men. After finishing talking about k5, the two of us paused for a while. I couldn't think of anything else to ask, so I scratched my head and snapped my fingers. "Oh, by the way, do you want to call Gary Hiong over there? He called me two days ago and said that we could get together when he had time. Why don't we take this opportunity." Hearing my mention of Gary Hiong, then Jiang Xijun, who seemed to be eating, first gave a low expression of gratitude, and then said with a lump in his throat: "Garyhiong, let's find some time for us to get together alone. This time you have Wen Ju's banquet, and it's because of him." Familiar people. Except for Sika, who may be a little better, I'm afraid the others are a bit reserved. But then again, what did Sika say? " I made some sense, and while keeping the appointment with Gary Hiong in mind, I responded to Sika's question. "She will definitely come over if nothing else happens. I have repeatedly told her that she must come over for dinner." I heard for sure that Sika would come, and I was holding a wine glass in my hand. Jiang Xijun, who was about to take a sip, couldn't help but pause. Then, his voice on the phone was a little low: "It would be great if you could come" After this sentence, another wave of silence came from an unknown corner. . In fact, for a long time, although we said it was not intentional, we almost never mentioned each other's affairs to them, and we rarely asked them about their contact with each other. We both have always been cautious about Sika leaving such a past that can be described as a long time ago. But no matter what, Jiang Xijun and I both hope that tomorrow¡¯s warm banquet will be a warm meeting. (To be continued.)?¡