Du An walked in the alley with several boxes of high-end nutritional products in both hands.

This is Xujia Lane.

There are still not many street lights in the alley, only a dozen meters away; the building is still so old, with moss on the base of the wall and black bricks exposed on the wall; when you look in through the open door, you can see that the wall behind the Eight Immortals tables in most people's homes are still covered with New Year's pictures; the naughty kids in the alley are still so elusive that after scaring you, they will soon disappear from your vision like the wind.

It's exactly the same as half a year ago.

After Du An moved to Su Jin at the end of August, he returned the small room he rented at Aunt Shen’s house and took away all the things, but he would come to visit him from time to time. Now, as the New Year is approaching, because the rest of the work is going to be busy until before the New Year, he may have to go to see her parents with Su Jin again. He really has no time, so he took advantage of the completion of Zhu Qian yesterday and today's holiday to come to Aunt Chen to pay a visit to her early years.

I walked along the familiar road to the door, knocked on it, and after waiting for a while, someone came to open the door.

Behind the door is Song Zhen.

The little girl is now in college and her body is gradually growing. She is now completely invisible to see some baby fat.

Song Zhen was wearing a goose yellow down jacket, which he bought for her. He just held Aunt Chen's hand and didn't let her tell her.

After looking at him, she turned around and walked into the house, "Come in."

Du An followed her ass and walked in, put the gift down next to the sofa, and asked casually: "Where is Aunt Chen?"

“Not getting off work yet.”

It seemed that Song Zhen wanted to sit down directly on the sofa, but after pausing for a moment, he walked towards the kitchen, and the sound came from the distance.

"What are you drinking? Black tea? Green tea?"

Duane was flattered.

He knew that because he moved in and occupied her last little private space, Song Zhen hated him very much and always ignored him. He spoke with a gun and a stick, and did not give him a good look. When did he even start asking him what tea he drank, and came to entertain him politely like a guest?

"No need to worry, I'll leave right away."

Du An replied to her words, and then thought about it, thinking that Song Zhen would entertain him now was entirely due to the credit of university: otherwise why do many people say that university is useless but still have to go to it? It is because your thinking pattern is gradually being cultivated in college and your thoughts are gradually mature.

After asking, I came on stage. After chatting intermittently for a while, Shen Huifang had not yet gotten off work.

Duane drank almost all the tea and finally said goodbye.

He moved his butt and was about to say goodbye, but he saw the door of his room open-oh, no, it is someone else's room now - a woman appears at the door of the room.

It was the woman just now.

Now she has put on light makeup and has her hair taken care of, and she looks much more refined than before; her pajamas are gone, replaced by a shiny black leather jacket, and her lower body is also shiny black leather pants, and her figure is pretty good.

Seeing her appearance, Song Zhen was a little puzzled. When she looked at the wall clock hanging on the living room wall, she was even more confused: Didn’t she usually get up on time at five o’clock?

But she soon knew why.

"Are you Duane?"

The woman walked up to Duane and asked.

Du An nodded. He had just heard from Song Zhen that the new tenant in front of him was Zheng Yuanyuan.

"It's really you!"

Zheng Yuanyuan's eyes were full of brilliance, and she seemed to want to pounce on Du An and push Du An down and strip her pants. But she knew that this was illegal, and she finally remained rational, but she just sat down between Du An and Song Zhen.

She turned her head to look at Du An, with a reserved smile on her face, and asked again: "Do you know Zhen Zhen?"

Duane smiled and said, "I used to live here, the only one you are now."

"That's really fate!"

The little stars in Zheng Yuanyuan's eyes were even more numerous at this moment.

Next, she basically pulled Du An to ask questions here. She sat closer and closer. Du An finally had no place to sit down, so she had to stand up. However, she stood up and Zheng Yuanyuan suddenly thought of something important. She went back to the room and took a camera out, asked Song Zhen to help, and took dozens of photos with him before she was satisfied. This made Du An sigh in secret that it was probably only in Nanyang that he could have such treatment. He would just catch someone and be his fans.

Just as he was thinking, he heard Zheng Yuanyuan's words.

"So Zhen Zhen, you know Du An, then you still..."

It ended abruptly here.

Du An looked over and saw that Song Zhen and Zheng Yuanyuan stood together when they didn't know. The two of them had their hands behind their backs, and Zheng Yuanyuan looked strange.

He was too lazy to find out what the two girls had. He raised his hand and looked at his watch, saying, "It's getting late, so I'll leave first."

Song Zhen nodded, "Okay."

"When your mother comes back, remember to let her eat those things."

Duane gave another advice.

"knew!"

Seeing Song Zhen responding impatiently, he said goodbye to Zheng Yuanyuan's warm farewell sound of "Come on a regular basis when you have time!" (To be continued.)

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