Chapter 173 "I'm heartbroken, let's go out for a drink"
Zhang Hening: "..."
She was confused and confused: "But when I went to Faxi Temple to worship Buddha, I asked for a peach blossom bracelet. I met him soon after and I like him very much. Doesn't this mean that he is the one for me?"
Tangtang: "It's a bad fate."
Tangtang: "Bad karma will only consume you, not nourish you. Stay away from him."
Tangtang: "Those who can be together will eventually be together. Those who are destined not to have a result will be useless no matter how much you beg."
Tangtang: "For example, me."
Zhang Hening: "..."
I almost forgot that she broke up with Cen Jin recently, and also followed a metaphysics blogger and started studying fate.
But some of the words do make sense.
Zhang Hening sighed, "That's fine."
She sat under the tree for a while, and just as she was about to leave, Lulu sent her a picture of an orange gold jade pumpkin bracelet.
And texted her.
"Ningning, is this bead bracelet yours? I just found it under the feet of the robot Xiaozhuan."
Zhang Hening took a closer look and recognized it at a glance.
This is the peach blossom bracelet she asked for at Faxi Temple!
In order to look good, she spent a long time picking out one with the most unique color combination.
strangeness.
Did God show up?
It seems that Song Shiqian is really not her peach blossom, he is just temporarily lusting after her.
Zhang Hening went back, took back the bracelet, put it on his wrist, and left the Science and Technology Museum dejectedly.
The first time I was unhappy was because I found my lost peach blossom bracelet.
o(╥﹏╥)o
It was getting dark, and she felt a little lost.
I don’t know where to go.
Just walk slowly along the moat alone.
It's already the end of September, but the nights in Suzhou are still hot and humid, and stuffy, not cool at all.
My hair blew against my face, making it sticky.
She actually doesn't like this climate.
I don't like it at all.
It took Zhang Hening half an hour to return to Song Xi's small bachelor apartment, a short distance away.
…
Until someone entered the building, after a while, a light came on in a window.
Downstairs, a black business car slowly turned around and left.
Qin Kuo’s call came in through the Bluetooth headset.
"We're in a meeting, where have you been?"
Song Shiqian controlled the steering wheel: "Wait a moment, we'll be there in five minutes."
Zhang Hening watched the male leg-sweeping dance group all night, trying to control his brain, but failed.
Two days later.
Zhang Hening lay on the sofa in He's house in Beijing in a depressed mood. He didn't go to work, play with his mobile phone, or look at male models.
Aunt Wang would make some alkaline bread and snacks every once in a while and stuff them into her mouth.
Jingrong had just returned from a trip abroad. She was applying nail polish and was busy while counseling her daughter.
"If you're bored, go out and have some fun. The motherland is so beautiful, and this season is the most beautiful. Mom will transfer some money to you."
Zhang Hening: "Not interested."
Jingrong raised his hand and pointed at something in the yard.
"And what was that thing you brought back? It was spraying water and fire in the yard. It scared Qiqi so much that she didn't dare to go out. Get rid of it quickly."
So Zhang Hening took the robot dog to Xiyuan.
Today is Sunday, and the couple is not going to work.
Watering the flowers in the yard.
Jing Zhuo was wearing casual clothes and holding a water pipe in his hand. He saw the mini BMW parked outside and Zhang Hening came in carrying something with the strength of an ox.
Jing Zhuo: "What is it?"
"dog."
Jing Zhuo: “?”
Zhang Hening: "Open the door, the dog is here."
…
Ten minutes later.
The robot dog was assembled and placed in an open space in the yard. Zhang Jianguo and Guaiguai gathered around curiously.
Weird: Bang bang bang!
Zhang Jianguo: "Woof woof woof!"
In the living room, Zhang Hening sat on the sofa, fiddling with a Ru kiln celadon-glazed covered bowl with little interest, drinking premium Jin Jun Mei tea and eating the strawberry that Song Xi forked over to him.
Jing Zhuo had a dark face and leaned against the tea cabinet with a dissatisfied look on his face, but he dared not say anything.
In the words of Song Xi.
Her sisters have both suffered a broken heart and are feeling down, so what's wrong with drinking a couple of cups of tea?
Jing Zhuo: I haven’t even fallen in love, so how can I be heartbroken?
There are so many dramas.
When he was in the purest love, Zhang Hening spread such bad rumors about him. What did he say?
After feeding her a small bowl of fruit, Song Xi sat next to her and put his arm around her shoulders.
"Barbecue tonight?"
"I don't want to eat."
"Clear soup hot pot?"
“It has no taste.”
"Then... let's go shopping, buy clothes and bags, and then have a spa. Now that you've lost your man, you still have to take good care of your face, right?"
Zhang Hening: That makes sense.
So the two best friends quickly got up, changed their clothes, put on makeup, dressed up beautifully, and went out to the mall.
Jing Zhuo watched the whole process and was speechless.
Song Xi coaxed Zhang Hening and pulled Jing Zhuo's hand before leaving.
"Honey, eat dinner by yourself. I'll go out and spend some time with her and be back soon."
Jing Zhuo: "Watch her, don't go out drinking."
"good."
"Come back soon."
"Uh-huh."
Song Xi turned around and prepared to leave, but the man grabbed her hand and pulled her back.
She lowered her head and Jing Zhuo handed her a black card.
"Buy more things for yourself, don't just give her things."
Song Xi couldn't help laughing and pinched his fingers.
"Got it, muah~"
The two best friends drove away in a sports car like a gust of wind.
In the yard, Guaiguai jumped onto the robot dog and raised its paws to make "bang bang bang" sounds.
Jing Zhuo resigned himself to his fate and went over to wash his tea bowl, put it away and put it in the cupboard.
The phone vibrated twice, and a call came in.
He raised his hand to pick up the phone, and Cen Jin's voice came from the other end.
"Boss Zhuo, I'm heartbroken, let's go out for a drink."
Jing Zhuo said in a sly tone, "Why, let a married person see you make a fool of yourself?"
Cen Jin: "What kind of joke can I make? He's also a scoundrel. His little canary doesn't want him anymore. He and Lu Ye had a fight a few days ago and both of them were injured. He's the funniest joke."
Jing Zhuo: "Where are you drinking? Send me the address."
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