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When they separated, Jiang Kuo saw a little girl next to her tilted her head and stared at them intently. Jiang Kuo smiled at her, and the little girl was still looking at him motionless.

"Don't stare at others," the little girl's mother quickly pulled her face aside with her hands. "Ignore."

The little girl's face was squeezed into a ball in her mother's hands, and she still turned her head here hard.

Duan Feifan waved to her: "By bye."

"Have you cleaned up your room?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"The windows are bright and clean," Duan Feifan walked out with him. "The cannon must have cleaned up once before leaving. He just wiped the dust and mopped the floor."

"How do you go back?" Jiang Kuo took out his cell phone, "Do you take a taxi?"

Duan Feifan tsk and pressed his hand holding his cell phone: "How can we let Uncle Kuo take a taxi? A special car to pick it up and drop it off."

"What special car?" Jiang Kuo was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became very interested. "Is your uncle's small truck?"

"What are you thinking! The truck can't get here. Besides, can I pick you up with a truck?" Duan Feifan pushed him into the parking lot and raised his hand in front of him. "I used my boyfriend's car."

Jiang Kuo saw the car keys he was holding and smiled: "Have you washed the car? I haven't driven it for a long time."

"No need to wash," Duan Feifan said, "I parked in the parking lot of our market before the car. I parked next to Mr. Huang's hut. It's safer. There is not even a shed at the school. I have to pick the car for you when it snows."

"Xiao Duan, thoughtful." Jiang Kuo patted him.

"Do you drive it?" Duan Feifan asked.

"You can drive it," Jiang Kuo stuffed the box into the back seat, "I'm so sleepy that I'm not awake yet."

"Okay." Duan Feifan got into the car.

Jiang Kuo opened the car door, did not sit in the passenger seat, got in and knelt on the chair, and rushed to Duan Feifan over there.

There was only this little space in the car. Jiang Kuo's posture was a bit difficult, but he insisted on leaning on Duan Feifan's head behind one hand and supporting the cab door with the other. He turned to look at Duan Feifan: "Do you miss me?"

Duan Feifan didn't say anything, but just smiled and sighed softly.

The breath swept to his face with a faint sweet scent.

Then he raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Kuo's neckline, pulled it forward slightly, and kissed it on his lips.

The wound on Duan Feifan's mouth has basically healed, and there is no trace of it, it is warm and soft.

A car next to it sounded a loud horn.

Jiang Kuo's hand holding the car door shook and slid down sharply.

Duan Feifan quickly grabbed the clothes on his shoulder and pulled them up. Jiang Kuo was so strangled that he wanted to cough.

"Damn," he turned to look at the side of him. Someone was about to get in the car, "I was scared."

"Sit down," Duan Feifan patted his face, "This is a parking lot, and there are many people."

Jiang Kuo stuttered and sat back to the passenger seat.

The people in the car next to them opened the car door and looked at them. Then they opened the car door and got into the car for seven or eight times.

Jiang Kuo directly lowered the car window and turned around and looked over there.

"Okay," Duan Feifan started the car, "It's not cold when the window is closed."

Jiang Kuo waited for him to drive out of the parking space and then turned around and couldn't see the car at all, so he closed the window.

"Let's go to Niu Sandao for dinner later," Duan Feifan said, "I'll stew beef bone soup for you."

"Damn," Jiang Kuo immediately touched his stomach, "It's great."

"Are you hungry?" Duan Feifan asked.

"It's okay, a little bit," Jiang Kuo sniffed, "I just smelled the sweet smell, the smell of sugar, did you put aromatherapy in the car?"

"Which aromatherapy tastes like peanut candy!" Duan Feifan said.

"Peanut candy?" Jiang Kuo immediately sat upright, "Where?"

"I'm in my bag." Duan Feifan said.

Jiang Kuo took his bag and opened it, which contained a small glass lunch box.

The moment he opened the bag, he smelled a strong fragrance. He opened the lunch box and there were neatly arranged peanut candies. Each piece was shimmering with a greasy light, which looked delicious.

"This is so delicious." Jiang Kuo reached out to take it, hesitated for a moment and then withdrew his hand, holding the lunch box to his mouth to hold a piece of it, but the candy lined up very close, so he couldn't get down.

Duan Feifan sighed: "There are disposable gloves in the bag, which are specially prepared for people."

"Thank you." Jiang Kuo took out his gloves, took them apart and put them on, pinched them together and put them in his mouth. After chewing them for a few bites, he closed his eyes, "Yeah—"

"Is it delicious?" Duan Feifan asked.

"It's delicious, very delicious," Jiang Kuo said while eating, "I haven't eaten peanut candy before, it's much better than I thought."

"You will get tired of eating too much," Duan Feifan said.

"I loved eating when I was a child." Jiang Kuo took another piece.

"I loved eating meat when I was a child," Duan Feifan said, "but I like to watch people make these, all kinds of sugars, maltose, peanut candy, pine flower candy, saqima..."

"Is it available in the market?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Well," Duan Feifan nodded, "It's usually available in the market, and now it's gone."

"Why?" Jiang Kuo looked at him.

"Unhygienic," Duan Feifan said, "and there are so many snacks that children can eat, who can still eat these?"

"Unhygienic..." Jiang Kuo looked at the peanut candy in the lunch box.

"Uncle Song's pot is still clean," Duan Feifan said, "Don't worry."

Jiang Kuo laughed.

When the car approached the destination, the surrounding streets and buildings became familiar. When I was wandering around the school, I felt that I had no impression of the scenery, but I could recognize it at a glance when I saw it.

"Yang Ke didn't even go home during the New Year," Jiang Kuo looked outside when the car turned into the community, "I don't know if I spent here or went to his girlfriend's place."

"Here." Duan Feifan said.

"Did you meet him?" Jiang Kuo turned around.

"Well," Duan Feifan said, "I met him when I came here to clean up in the morning. The house he rented was separated from the cannon, but he didn't see his girlfriend."

"His family is almost worried." Jiang Kuo said.

Duan Feifan was waiting for Jiang Kuo to tell him about opening a shop, but Jiang Kuo didn't say that he was busy eating peanut candy. When the car stopped at the entrance of the corridor, he had already eaten the peanut candy in the lunch box for two floors.

"You are already full, aren't you?" Duan Feifan sighed.

"It's okay," said Jiang Kuo, "and there is still a big meal in his stomach."

Duan Feifan smiled and opened the door and got out of the car.

Jiang Kuo's box was bigger than the one he took when he was back home. He probably brought a lot of clothes. Now the young master has saved a lot and has no plans to buy it directly at the mall.

"I haven't even been to rent his house," Jiang Kuo stood at the elevator entrance, "What floor?"

"Tenth floor," Duan Feifan said, "You can see the headlight sign on the main entrance of the market on the balcony."

"Is it so close?" Jiang Kuo asked. "Are you stupid?" Duan Feifan said, "Isn't it tall enough?"

"Wow," Jiang Kuo turned around and looked at him, "It's only been a few days now, and I've already started to think I'm stupid?"

"It's not what you hate now," Duan Feifan said, "I've been disgusted since you slept on a recliner for 1,000 years."

"I don't have enough life experience," said Jiang Kuo.

"Incomplete," Duan Feifan said, "it should be because of insufficient life experience but sufficient money."

Jiang Kuo laughed.

The elevator door behind him opened and an old lady walked out.

Jiang Kuo dragged his suitcase to go in. The aunt stopped him and looked at them up and down: "How many floors are you?"

Jiang Kuo didn't answer, just looked at her.

"Auntie, we are from the tenth floor." Duan Feifan poked Jiang Kuo gently on the back of his waist. He knew that this kind of impolite attitude of stopping people and asking questions would make Jiang Kuo unhappy.

"Tenth floor?" The aunt still stared at them in confusion, "Which door? I know both the tenth floor and I have never seen you."

"I have never seen you." Jiang Kuo pulled away her hand and entered the elevator.

"Of the second door, aunt." Duan Feifan also entered the elevator.

The aunt followed into the elevator again, and Jiang Kuo turned around and looked at her in shock: "What are you doing?"

"The second door is the one who keeps a dog. Take a dog into the elevator every day!" The aunt stared at them, "He has gone home, and no one is at home now."

"We are Hu Zhenyu's friends." Duan Feifan said. He originally wanted to be kind and not offend his neighbors as soon as he came, but the aunt's bad attitude towards Benben made him very upset.

After hearing Hu Zhenyu's name, the aunt's face eased, but only eased for a second: "Then do you come and live?"

Duan Feifan did not answer her question: "Auntie, I'm going to press the floor. Are you going to go out or go upstairs?"

"Oh, I'm so annoying," the aunt suddenly frowned again, "Didn't he live alone? One comes at a time, one comes at a time, and one comes at a time. They are all young people, so they can't make a fuss. Whoever rents the house in the first place should live!"

Duan Feifan pressed the ten-layer button.

After the elevator moved, the aunt shouted and quickly went over and pressed the door opening button. But the elevator door did not open.

"No! What are you doing!" The aunt was very angry, "What are you doing!"

"Go upstairs." Jiang Kuo said.
To be continued...