At 7:30 in the evening, Jiang Cong came to pick up Qin Man from get off work as usual. After finishing the finishing work, the two went home together.

The weather was cold, and when I spoke, all that came out of my mouth was hot air.

The wind was very strong by the lake. When Qin Man returned home, her hands were already cold. Jiang Cong helped her warm her hands with concern and put her hands in his pocket.

The first of next month is Jiang Cong's birthday, which falls on a Friday. Qin Man is thinking about it very much. She will tell Sister Mengmeng that she will take a day off in advance so that she can spend Jiang Cong's birthday with him.

Jiang Cong is 23 years old this year. The original owner's birthday is unknown, so she just celebrates it according to her own date of birth. Her birthday is in spring, and the ID card says it's the day Jiang Cong picked her up.

In the evening, Jiang Cong was writing a book, while Qin Man was knitting a scarf. She didn't take the sweater back to knit, but she had already knitted one-third of it. She planned to give Jiang Cong a surprise. There were still twenty days left, so it should be enough!

"How many words have you written?" Qin Man asked him because he had been writing for more than a month.

"When I was in school, I would write a little when I had nothing to do. Now I estimate that I have written about 100,000 words!" Jiang Cong capped the pen and prepared to take a break.

Qin Man saw that he kept throwing the pen away, and thought that the pen might be difficult to write with, so she silently took note of it in her heart.

"Can I take a look?" She was very curious about what the martial arts world written by Jiang Cong was like.

When she was at home, she saw many martial arts novels on Jiang Cong's desk. They were all yellowed from being read. She guessed that he had read them many times!

"When I finish writing, I'll show you the first one, okay?"

The plot is not yet complete, it has just begun.

"Okay, when you finish writing, submit it to the publishing house. When it's printed into a book, I'll be the first one to buy it. Teacher Jiang, remember to give me an autograph!"

"Okay!" Jiang Cong chuckled and agreed.

After working for a week, the weather was getting colder day by day. After Jiang Cong received his salary, he went to the market to make a quilt.

It was Qin Man's turn to take a break at noon today. She packed her things and prepared to go to the fast food restaurant for lunch. As soon as she left the store, she saw Yang Zhiyuan.

Qin Man was deeply impressed by him. He was wearing sunglasses and a plaid scarf, leaning lazily against the wall. When he saw Qin Man come out, he stood up and walked over with his hands in his pockets, as if he was waiting for Qin Man.

But when Qin Man saw him, her first thought was that this guy was not as good as her Jiang Cong.

As expected, lovers are wearing filters for each other. When Jiang Cong puts his hands in his pockets, he looks natural, beautiful and abstinent, while when Yang Zhiyuan does this, he looks deliberate and greasy.

Qin Man pretended not to see anything and continued to go downstairs. Yang Zhiyuan saw this and caught up with her, walking side by side with her.

"Hey, don't you remember me?" Yang Zhiyuan took off his sunglasses and winked at her.

"Do I have to remember you?" Qin Man's tone was not very good.

"Oh, you're quite cool. I'm here just to wait for you. Would you like to go out for dinner with me? I know a restaurant that serves pretty good food!" Yang Zhiyuan made a direct invitation.

"I'm sorry, sir. I don't think I know you well. Besides, I'm married and I'm afraid my husband will misunderstand me!"

Qin Man rejected him tactfully. She knew that she was pretty now and it was normal for her to have more suitors. Please allow her to be narcissistic.

But generally speaking, since she has said this, people who know what is going on will give up.

"What does it matter? Your husband won't interfere with your normal friendships, right? I just want to get to know you and have a simple meal. Your husband won't be so stingy!" Yang Zhiyuan continued his attack, waiting for Qin Man to respond.

But Qin Man's next words left him speechless.

"Sorry, I don't need friends! Especially male friends, see you later!"

Qin Man gave him a look of disdain, then quickened her pace and walked away.

Yang Zhiyuan: "..."

OK, there is still a long way to go. He likes to challenge high difficulty. He has personality!

Yang Zhiyuan watched Qin Man disappear at the stairs, thinking to himself, since the flirting route didn't work, he would take a more realistic route.

As for women, in his opinion, they are more or less vain and they all like men with money. Coincidentally, his family has plenty of money.

Qin Man was originally happily going to have dinner after get off work, but after being interrupted by Yang Zhiyuan, she lost her appetite.

In the afternoon, Jiang Cong was ready to go home with his books, and Yang Ru was waiting for him at the school gate.

Seeing him come out, she hurriedly followed him. After walking for a while, Jiang Cong found that she was following him closely behind.

So he began to speed up, and Yang Ru's short legs could only jog to keep up with him.

Yang Ru didn't stop until Jiang Cong returned home and went downstairs.

"So you live here!" Yang Ru came here specifically to check out the place.

She went straight to the landlady, but no one knew what they talked about.

All I know is that when Jiang Cong came home from get off work the next day, the neighbors were moving, and all the new sofas and beds were moved to the room next to Jiang Cong.

He didn't pay attention at first until he heard Yang Ru's voice.