The tea house is not far from the pedestrian street, and Liu Biao and Zhang Yang walked there in just a few minutes.
Time seemed to be very long, and Zhang Yang was in a very anxious mood. He just wanted to rush back to City C as soon as possible, because just now he used the bar phone to call Xiao Yiran's cell phone, which was actually turned off, which made Zhang Yang even more uneasy.
If something happened to Xiao Yiran, he swore that he would kill everyone in the Maimaiti family, even the neighbors. Zhang Yang gritted his teeth tightly, looked up at the starless night sky, and showed the violence all over his body.
Liu Biao's heart palpitated at the sight of his anger.
Time passes by second by second in suffering...
In fact, he and Liu Biao waited at the gate of Noble City for five minutes, which seemed like five hundred years.
Finally, it’s here!
A pure white BMW drove over silently and stopped directly at the entrance of Noble City. Zhang Yang and Liu Biao couldn't help but pause for a moment. They remembered that vehicles were not allowed on this pedestrian street. Where are the security guards on the pedestrian street? This pedestrian street is a second-class pedestrian street.
There is someone on duty fourteen hours a day!
With a "pop" sound, the rear door of the BMW opened and closed, and a person got out.
"Zhang Yang!" a familiar voice.
"ah……"
Zhang Yang stared blankly at the girl in front of him. The girl looked shy, lowered her head, and squeezed each other hard with her hands. She seemed to be very excited. Of course, what Zhang Yang noticed was the smooth short hair and the colorful
The afro has turned into a shiny black color. After the girl changed her hairstyle, although she lost some liveliness, she became more tranquil, pure, and pleasing to the eye.
"Zhang Yang!" When the girl saw that Zhang Yang didn't respond for a long time, she suddenly became unhappy and raised her head and shouted loudly.
"Ah...ah...I'm here..."
"You... Humph, haven't you seen any changes in me?" The girl put her hands on her hips and glared angrily at Zhang Yang.
"No, haven't you always been like this?" Zhang Yang's originally depressed mood suddenly became happy, and the girl's initial tranquility was immediately destroyed by the girl's arms akimbo. Of course, Zhang Yang believed that this was the girl's true surname.
"You, you...come in with me..." The girl was so angry that she almost vomited blood, pouted and opened the door to the noble house.
…
"You don't have to go in."
When Liu Biao saw Zhang Yang and the girl walking into the Noble City, he immediately wanted to follow him. But before he could move, the BMW's cab window slowly slid down, and a soft but majestic voice sounded,
Liu Biao didn't dare to move. He looked back in surprise at the woman on the BMW. The woman's appearance was vaguely similar to that of the girl. She was the girl's mother, Aunt Yan.
"Follow me upstairs."
After the girl turned on all the lights in the Noble City, she seemed to be in a bad mood and glared at Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang smiled slightly but said nothing, and followed the girl upstairs closely.
After going upstairs, the girl became serious. She carefully took out a gray-white suit from the closet and hugged it gently, as if she was a little reluctant to leave it. After a while of silence, the girl very solemnly put the suit on Zhang Yang.
hands.
"What?"
"Wait for me."
After the girl put the suit on Zhang Yang's hand, she ran downstairs again. When she came up again, she already had a lot of things in her hands, including shirts, ties, leather shoes, belts, and even some more.
There are socks and shorts... there are so many things that you can't even see your face when you hold them on your chest, it looks extremely funny.
"Go to the dressing room to change." The girl stuffed the things on Zhang Yang and dropped them all over the floor. She completely lost the solemn expression she had when she first handed the suit to him, as if it was being handed to garbage.
"Ah...what are you doing?" Zhang Yang looked at the pile of luxury goods in front of him in surprise. He had stayed in Noble City for a few days, so he naturally knew the value of this pile of things. This was definitely the top product in Noble City, even if it was just
A tie cost tens of thousands, not to mention belts and other items. He didn't dare to imagine that a girl would give him clothes worth hundreds of thousands.
"Just wear what you are told to wear. What are you talking about? It's really not like a man, a mother-in-law." The girl said angrily.
"..."
Zhang Yang was speechless and didn't bother to say more. He carried his clothes and walked to the dressing room to change all his clothes.
"Wow... so handsome... Unfortunately, he's a little too thin, but he can barely wear it..." The girl looked at Zhang Yang who came out in amazement, and then said with a look of regret.
Indeed, the clothes match Zhang Yang very well, the size is suitable, and the colors are similar. They are quite matching. Although girls are not as professional as Zhang Yang, they have been in this industry for a long time and have some experience. Besides, men's clothes are just that.
Matching method.
"Am I thin? Didn't you once say that you don't like muscular men?" Zhang Yang couldn't help but touch his arms. It seems that his arms and legs have become much stronger recently!
"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you..." The girl rolled her eyes at Zhang Yang and said, "Why don't you cut off the logo? Are there no scissors in the dressing room?"
"Ah...ahem...give it to me?"
"nonsense!"
The girl ran to the dressing room and took out a pair of scissors and carefully helped Zhang Yang cut off some of the tags. The look on her face made Zhang Yang feel inexplicably moved.
Now, don't you have the feeling that red sleeves add fragrance, and eyebrows are lifted up when raising a case?
"You are so beautiful today." Zhang Yang said softly, smelling the faint milky fragrance emanating from the girl.
"Really?" The girl's hand shaking when cutting the label almost cut her clothes. She didn't dare to look at Zhang Yang, her face was shy, and her neck turned red.
"Well, especially your hair, it's beautiful!"
"Did you just see it?" The girl raised her head in surprise and looked at Zhang Yang with big eyes.
"You'll see it as soon as you get off the car,"
"Then...then...why didn't you say it?" the girl stammered, beating her chest in disbelief.
"Where is your mother? What do you want me to say?" Zhang Yang said with a smile.
"Huh, you think too much and your head is full of dirty thoughts. My mommy won't care about me." The girl continued to carefully help Zhang Yang cut the trademark. "Will you come to Noble City again?"
"I don't know..." Zhang Yang shook his head.
"Why don't you know?" The girl stopped her hand again and looked at Zhang Yang with a disappointed look on her face.
"Haha, I haven't finished talking yet. I will definitely come back to see you."
"Oh...that's good, remember to call me!"
"Yes."
…
The atmosphere gradually became heavier, and something called "sadness" filled the air. Both of them seemed to feel that they had a lot to say, but they had nothing to say. After all, they had only been together for a few days, and these days, the girl was older
They spent part of the time upstairs tossing about clothes. The two of them lacked a language to communicate. It seemed that what connected them was the feeling of emptiness.
Feeling is something very complicated yet very simple. Many people will never feel anything in a lifetime of dating. They are as dull as water. But many people, in just a few hours, can find what they need from each other's expressions and movements. This,
It's just a feeling.
But now, Zhang Yang and the girl don't understand yet. They just feel that it is very sad to be separated now, and they have some inexplicable regrets.
"Go down, your mommy is waiting for you." After a while of silence, Zhang Yang gently patted the girl's weak shoulder.
"Um."
The girl's eyes were a little red, as if she was trying hard to restrain something.
After going downstairs, the girl didn't turn off the lights or close the door. She was in a very depressed mood. She sat directly in the car, closed the door, and didn't even open the window.
"Aunt Yan, I'm leaving. Thank you for taking care of me!" Zhang Yang bowed to Aunt Yan who was sitting in the car. He had always been grateful to this woman.
"Wait a minute, I have something to ask you."
The young woman slowly closed the car window, got out of the car and closed the door gently, holding a brown paper envelope in her hand.
"Are you Zhang Yang?" the woman looked back at the BMW and asked suddenly.
"Yes, Aunt Yan, my surname is Zhang Mingyang."
"From city C?"
"Yes."
"Take care of yourself. If it's something else, Aunt Yan can help you. Even things that are much more serious than this can be settled by Aunt Yan. However, Aunt Yan can't help you with this matter because he is dead.
Son!" the woman sighed.
"You know?" Zhang Yang's eyes suddenly became extremely sharp.
"I just found out not long ago, because Maimaiti has come to Changsha, but I didn't expect it was you." The woman was unfazed by Zhang Yang's sharp eyes.
"Where is he?"
Zhang Yang's whole body was filled with strong murderous aura, his eyes exuded a ferocious look, and the air became extremely oppressive and heavy.