"This clothes can still be worn, so you must keep them." Tong Dayong said in an understatement.

In fact, since Amei wore that set of clothes, Tong Dayong has never worn them once, nor has he washed them. For him, it was no longer just a set of clothes, but a souvenir that he couldn't bear to throw away.

Sometimes when Tong Dayong saw it accidentally, he would always hold it in his hand and smell the smell left by Amei at the beginning. Even if so long has passed, the smell left by Amei at the beginning has long disappeared.

"It's been three years, and the time you've been through before has definitely been more than three years. You still keep it, which means you can't forget the night we met, and you can't forget me, right?"

Tong Dayong smiled and said insincerely: "Miss, although this set of clothes has been around for three years, I have been in prison for more than two years in the past three years, so it is almost new."

"It's really new, but you haven't worn it in the past six months, right?"

"I have so many clothes, why do I wear it?"

"You don't wear it and don't throw it away, just keep it as a souvenir. Don't I know what you think?"

Tong Dayong didn't want to argue with her, and said lightly: "You said yes."

Amei glanced at him, "Look at you, it looks like you don't care. Now that I have gotten me, I won't care. If I don't come to you tonight, this set of clothes may be thrown away by you in a while."

Then, Amei folded the set of clothes and held them in her hand, "This is how men are. They think about the woman they like when they don't get it, and they don't cherish it after they get it."

After Amei finished speaking, she took her clothes into the bathroom, and soon she heard the sound of taking a shower inside.

Tong Dayong sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette. He was thinking in his mind, it seemed that Amei was determined to stay here tonight. What should we do? Isn’t this going to destroy the principles he just decided to do?

Tong Dayong is not tired of Amei yet. On the contrary, he is still obsessed with the pleasure he had been with Amei the last few times. However, he should not be too willful in life. When he thinks of A Bing who is far away in Beijing and his promises in front of A Bing, he can only suppress his desires.

It seems that it makes sense for Amei to not let him go to Beijing to comfort A Bing. People are emotional. Once they see A Bing, even if Tong Dayong doesn't get back with her, at least they won't have the heart to hurt her again.

Now Tong Dayong realized that Amei would not let him go to Beijing because she was not making trouble like a little woman, but because she was a smart woman.

After Tong Dayong finished smoking that cigarette, Amei almost finished taking a shower. But she did not come out immediately, but was washing and rubbing something inside. Tong Dayong thought to himself that it should be washing the things inside her own underwear.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, Amei came out of the bathroom, wearing Tong Dayong's clothes, holding a plastic basin in her hand, and walked towards the balcony.

"Dayong, do you have a clothes support?" Amei shouted on the balcony.

Tong Dayong walked to the balcony and saw Amei holding a clothes hanger, a milky white bra hanging on the clothes hanger, and water dripping.

"Give it to me."

Tong Dayong took the bra from Amei's hand, raised it high, weighed it, and hung it on the clothesline. When he turned around, Amei had already hung her underwear on another clothes hanger, "Come on, hang this up too."

Tong Dayong stood on tiptoe again and helped Amei hang up her underwear.

Amei took the plastic basin to the bathroom. Tong Dayong looked at the bra and panties on the clothesline, smiled, and felt as if he had suddenly become a married man.

Tong Dayong returned to the living room and sat down. At this time, Amei also came out of the bathroom. Tong Dayong then stared at her carefully. She was wearing Tong Dayong's clothes, and she looked almost exactly the same as three years ago.

"What are you looking at? Isn't it good? That's how I wore it with you three years ago."

Tong Dayong just smiled and didn't say anything. He was actually quite touched. Time seemed to have gone back three years ago, and the Amei, who had once made him dream, returned to his eyes.

"The hair dryer is in the bedroom." Tong Dayong saw Amei's wet hair and pointed to the bedroom door and said.

Amei walked into the bedroom, picked up the breeze and started it. Then she quickly returned to the living room and sat down next to Tong Dayong.

"You washed your underwear and underwear, what are you wearing now?"

Amei gave him a blank look, without answering, reached out to the coffee table and picked up the cigarette and took out a dot.

Tong Dayong looked at the pretty face filled with smoke through the smoke through the smoke, and felt that Amei from three years ago had disappeared again.

After smoking cigarettes, Amei put her head on Tong Dayong's shoulders and asked, "Do you want to go out for midnight snacks?"

After Amei said this, Tong Dayong really felt hungry, "Are you treating me?"

Amei sat upright and nodded, "No problem, you invited me to eat three years ago, and I will treat you tonight."

"Okay, let's do it again what happened that night three years ago."

"Okay, let's go and have late supper."

When he walked to the door, Tong Dayong bent down to change his shoes. Amei said, "No need to change it. That night, you and I went to have a midnight snack in slippers. Have you forgotten?"

“That’s right.”

So the two went out and went downstairs to sit down at a late-night snack club not far away.

The shop owner came over and looked at Amei. He probably thought that such a beautiful woman was wearing men's clothes, which was quite interesting.

"What do you two eat?"

"Two bowls of tomary noodles." Amei said.

"Okay, please wait."

The shop owner walked away and Tong Dayong asked, "Do you remember we ate tommy noodles back then?"

"Of course I remember. Oh, if you hadn't let me release the pigeon, maybe we'd have children now."

Tong Dayong nodded, feeling guilty, "I'm sorry, it's really me who let you go. I must know that you were interested in me at that time. I probably wouldn't go to take the blame for Chen Lijun. Even if I go, I have to wait until I contact you before going."

"Then, let me wait for you for more than two years? Are you stupid or not? You can do anything like that!"

"If it happened now, I might not do it. Oh, I'm just stupid when I'm young!"

"Don't sigh, uncle, just cherish me in the future."

"Who are you calling?"

"Don't you lament that you were too young at the time? Then you are old now. You should call me a master when you are old."

"Are you that old? At most, you can only call me uncle!"

While the two were joking, the shop owner brought two bowls of tomato noodles. Tong Dayong still habitually added some chili sauce and Amei.

"You can eat chili so well, why didn't you eat that night?"

"I was robbed of my bag that night, and I was anxious to get angry. I was so anxious to eat some chili."

"That's right." Tong Dayong nodded.

After the midnight snack, Tong Dayong sat still and Amei said, "Give me money."

"Didn't you say you treated me?"

"Didn't you say you would do the night three years ago again? That night was the money you paid. Besides, how do I pay this way?"

Tong Dayong glanced at Amei and realized that she was wearing his clothes, she didn't have a backpack, she was penniless and could not pay at all.
Chapter completed!