Yang Xifeng went out to have breakfast in the morning, and when he came downstairs, he met Chu Meimei, who was walking her dog.

"Morning." Chu Meimei greeted enthusiastically.

Yang Xifeng nodded, "Good morning."

"Thank you for the honey."

"You're welcome." Yang Xifeng smiled and walked past Chu Meimei coldly.

Yang Xifeng's every step is "tactical". He approaches you and then walks out. You are always wandering between his gentleness and coldness.

What would make a lasting impression?

It's pain and suffering. Even just a little bit will be deeply rooted in people's hearts. And happiness requires a lot of intensity to make an impression.

It's like losing your girlfriend while getting a promotion and a salary increase. From a rational point of view, your promotion is really beneficial to you, and the girlfriend you lose is just someone else's wife in the future. But in fact, unless you suddenly

If you are promoted very high, it will be difficult to offset the pain of losing your girlfriend. It has to be the same as getting promoted and making a fortune to the extent that your wife dies.

Between the constant torture of heat and cold, you will fall in love with the person who tortures you.

It's a bit like the Stockholm effect.

You will depend on him.

Chu Meimei thinks why Yang Xifeng changed again overnight? Did something happen to him?

For such a curious girl like Chu Meimei, she certainly had a curious day.

In the evening, Yang Xifeng met Chu Meimei again.

"What are you..." Chu Meimei looked at Yang Xifeng and bought a bunch of things. Spinach, coriander, carrots...

"A friend recommended a weight loss drink."

"Are you fat?" Chu Meimei looked at Yang Xifeng, who was 1.7 meters tall and about 140 pounds, "You're not considered fat, are you?"

"I developed it and prepared it for you." Yang Xifeng said: "You sleep late every night and don't eat much. It is nutritious for weight loss and nourishes the liver. If you drink it, you won't have to diet in the future."

"Then I'll help too." Chu Meimei thought this thing was very interesting.

"No." Yang Xifeng said, "This is a secret recipe."

"Don't be so stingy."

"No." Yang Xifeng entered the door himself and closed the door.

Chu Meimei shouted: "Stingy guy." Then she felt that this old Yang was quite cute.

Actually, is there any secret recipe? It’s just that Yang Xifeng put some fruits that can be eaten together and stirred them into juice.

"Ding dong." Yang Xifeng rang Chu Meimei's doorbell.

"Old Yang!" Chu Meimei looked at the bottle in Yang Xifeng's hand and knew it was a prepared drink. "Ready?"

"Okay, you try it."

Chu Meimei took it and took a sip. "Ugh..."

It definitely doesn't taste any better.

"Lao Yang!" Chu Meimei said, "Am I bothering you in the middle of the night? Are you going to kill me? How do you drink this?"

Yang Xifeng took a sniff and said, "Good things must be hard to drink." Yang Xifeng drank the entire bottle.

"Lao Yang." Chu Meimei said: "Does your sense of taste differ from ordinary people? Or do you have no sense of taste?"

"I'll try again tomorrow." Yang Xifeng went back to the room without waiting for Chu Meimei to refuse.

In the evening, Chu Meimei was setting up the equipment to prepare for the live broadcast. Just as she was about to make an opening, she suddenly heard a rapid knock on the door. She came to the cat's eye and saw that it was Yang Xifeng, so she opened the door.

"Is something wrong, Old Yang?"

"My stomach hurts. Take me to the hospital."

Chu Meimei hurriedly drove Yang Xifeng to the hospital.

On the way, Chu Meimei kept shouting: "Lao Yang, don't sleep, please don't sleep."

"Miss." Yang Xifeng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Aren't we next to each other? I haven't reached that level yet."

After arriving at the hospital, the doctor checked Yang Xifeng and found that it was acute gastroenteritis and nothing serious.

In the infusion room, Yang Xifeng was getting an IV drip, and next to him was Chu Meimei, who was telling her that the live broadcast was cancelled.

"Lao Yang, what kind of friend is this who provided you with the formula? Is it a 'biological' friend?" Chu Meimei said sarcastically, "Is he going to kill you if you don't pay back the money you owe?"

"No."

"Is one cup so toxic?"

"I tried a few more times..." Yang Xifeng said softly.

"What are you doing? Are you going to apply for a patent?" Chu Meimei smiled and said, "Money addict."

Yang Xifeng looked at Chu Meimei affectionately and turned his head.

"For me?" Chu Meimei suddenly stood up from the stool. Her move made everyone else in the infusion room look at Chu Meimei who was screaming.

Chu Meimei nodded awkwardly to everyone and apologized, and quickly sat back down. She fiddled with the strap of her bag with both hands, not knowing what to say.

Yang Xifeng smiled and said: "Don't be so stinky. I just want to give it a try. What if I lose weight and become more handsome? Aren't uncles popular nowadays?"

"Pfft..." Chu Mei smiled. "Pull him down, Uncle Yang."

Chu Meimei said this, but she felt very warm in her heart. Yang Xifeng's appearance was not unpleasant, and he was considered handsome among those in his forties. The main reason was that this uncle knew how to take care of others. Chu Meimei, who lacked the warmth of her family, really needed some warmth.

After coming out of the hospital, Chu Meimei threw the car keys to Yang Xifeng. "You drive, I want to live broadcast. You don't know, this 'pigeon' can easily lose fans after one visit."

"I can't drive."

"Isn't it?" Chu Meimei said: "You can't drive? You live in such a good house but don't buy a car?"

"It turns out I've never driven a car."

"They all ride in the car? Are they veteran cadres?" Chu Meimei said, "Then there's nothing we can do."

Chu Meimei was driving, and Yang Xifeng was holding a mobile phone in the passenger seat.

"I'm sorry, family." Chu Meimei could only concentrate on driving, and occasionally glanced at her mobile phone, "I sent my friend to the hospital today, so there was no broadcast. I will make up for it when I get home later. Jump a few more paragraphs."

The subtitles at the bottom ask: What friend?

Chu Meimei smiled: "My neighbor has acute gastroenteritis. I am also learning to do good things."

The people below shouted to have a look. Chu Meimei gave Yang Xifeng a look, and Yang Xifeng turned around and glanced at her face.

At the bottom there were people shouting "Sportsful Uncle.", "Are you going to make a marketing account?", ""My Neighbor Handsome Uncle". Sweet pet writing direction."

Chu Meimei was embarrassed, "Turn it off quickly. Play again when you go home."

Yang Xifeng smiled and said, "This is really interesting. The imagination of netizens is really extraordinary."

"Stop being so slutty." Chu Meimei said, "You still have to be the 'handsome uncle next door'?"

"It shows that the people's eyes are sharp."

"It shows that the masses are sometimes unreliable."

Back home, Chu Meimei asked Yang Xifeng to go back to the bedroom and lie down. She heated hot water for Yang Xifeng to drink.

"Bye." Chu Meimei said, "By the way. If it's inconvenient for you to get up and go to the toilet at night..."

"I……"

"Do you need a chamber pot?"

"I have gastroenteritis, not paralysis."

"Old people tend to get up at night, and I'm afraid you won't have time to wet the bed." After Chu Meimei said that, she ran out.

"What kind of child is this?"

Chu Meimei returned to her home and started the live broadcast. She had just danced an opening dance, and the next barrage asked her to watch the handsome uncle.

"You..." Chu Meimei said: "Old people should go to bed early."

"Where to rest?"

"Of course it's my own home." Chu Meimei shouted, "We are neighbors."

The barrage below continued with ""My Handsome Neighbor Uncle"" one after another.

"Rhythm, please pay attention." Chu Meimei said, "We are friends."

"Ding dong." The doorbell rang. Chu Meimei opened the door and saw Yang Xifeng.

"I forgot your lipstick." Yang Xifeng handed her the lipstick.

"Where did you forget your lipstick?" A bunch of comments below shouted: "Where?"

When Chu Meimei saw the barrage in the live broadcast room, she felt angry. She shouted loudly: "There will be no broadcast today."

Yang Xifeng held Chu Meimei's hand. "I'll do it."

Yang Xifeng waved his hands to his friends in the live broadcast room, "Don't think too much, Xiao Chu and I are neighbors. I was sick today, and she kindly sent me to the hospital. It's not easy for Xiao Chu, a girl who wakes up early and stays late at night, to practice dancing.

I suffered a lot of injuries, but I never complained." Yang Xifeng clasped his hands and said, "Thank you for your support. I hope Meimei will get better and better. I also wish you happiness."

The barrage at the bottom: Such a warm uncle. Just marry him if you meet him.

Yang Xifeng said: "You can live broadcast, I'm leaving."

After Yang Xifeng left, Chu Meimei felt a long-lost warmth and feeling of protection in her heart. She felt that she needed him very much in her life.

After returning to his home, Yang Xifeng made a phone call, "The rhythm is good."

"Haha. You pay and I'll do the work."
Chapter completed!