He noticed that there was no one else in the courtyard, and that outside the main house, the other side room was locked.
Xu Xiangyang went inside, poured himself a glass of cold tea, gulped it down, and said, "You hate me for coming here just to check my household registration? You must have nothing better to do."
Zhang Qiang wasn't angry when he heard this; he just wandered around the yard.
"It's so quiet here. You've gone out and left me alone in the dorm being noisy. It's so boring."
The other people in the dormitory are mostly older, so they don't really have much in common.
The person who moved in later was also in his thirties; he had been transferred from another dormitory.
Xu Xiangyang didn't reply. What, you still want to live with him?
Zhang Qiang didn't have that idea, after all, it was someone else's yard.
Besides, it's convenient at school, and it saves money on meals.
Living alone means spending more money. If you don't even consider food and drinks, the difference over a month will definitely be significant.
Seeing that he didn't intend to leave, Xu Xiangyang asked him to cook rice while he prepared the dishes.
It's already time, so having a meal won't hurt.
This guy got dumped today, let's take pity on him.
Poor Zhang Qiang lit the fire and started cooking the rice. He knew how to do this job; he had helped out at home before.
But he can't cook, because he has many older sisters in the family, so he's not really needed to cook.
However, he also felt sorry for his family, knowing that learning something could be helpful, and it came in handy today.
Xu Xiangyang cooked two dishes and took out a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor) weighing one jin (500ml).
Heartbreak and alcohol? That's not a perfect match!
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