"A little less, sister." Xiang Xi said.

"It's useless to call my sister. One hundred and fourteen. If you talk to me again, you can turn around and walk in unison." The eldest sister frowned.

"Auntie, 13." Xiang Xi gritted his teeth.

"Go in step!" the elder sister shouted.

"One Hundred and Thirty-five," Xiang Xi looked at her, "Leave me five dollars for dinner, sister, good luck, congratulations on getting rich, every year..."

"Oh my God!" the eldest sister shouted again, glared at him for a long time, and waved her hand: "Take it away, I'm so annoying."

Xiang Xi paid the money and walked out with the bag and saw several rows of belts hanging at the door. He pulled down a thick canvas: "Sister, please give me another belt."

"No! Nothing is given! You need ten yuan to take it." said the eldest sister.

"Five dollars, I'm out of my meal," Xiang Xi whispered, taking out the five dollars in his pocket, "I have to walk back later, and the car money will be gone."

"Oh my God!" shouted the eldest sister.

Xiang Xi carried a few bags and walked back to his place where he lived.

He still had money on his body, and he didn't spend all of it, but he really didn't want to spend money on the bus anymore, so he decided to do what he said to his elder sister to the end, not eat or take the bus.

When he returned to the room, he took a shower, changed his shirt, pants and shoes, stood in the bathroom and looked in the mirror, and suddenly felt that he was much more energetic.

However, the mirror was too small, and he could only see his upper body. He raised one leg and kicked the wall. He could see his legs in the mirror, but this posture really didn't show the effect.

After thinking about it, he walked out of the house and waved twice outside the door of the young couple's house next door. Both of them were closed while cooking lunch. There was a dressing mirror in his house facing the door.

Xiang Xi looked at it and thought that her outfit was pretty good, but her hair was not cool enough. After Moxi was shaved, he stopped taking his hair seriously. When he grew, he spent ten yuan to shave it in a small barber shop.

Now that he looks like the college students in the building, he is quite satisfied.

But after returning to the house and changing all the clothes, I felt a little sorry for the hundreds of dollars.

Fang Yin did not come over again in the next two days. Xiang Xi felt that it was quite calm. Before he even left the door, he hid in the hut, listening to the comments about the dead man coming from time to time outside the door.

In fact, Fang Yin takes photos with him every day, and as long as he asks him questions endlessly, it will not affect him. He just feels that his life like a trapped beast is recorded bit by bit and then explored by others as curiously as it hurts his self-esteem.

However, Fang Yin didn't come, and he felt very sorry for his fifty days that day, and three days would be enough for a pair of pants.

At noon on Saturday, Cheng Boyan called him and made an appointment to meet in the afternoon. Xiang Xi wanted to chat with him for a few more words, but Cheng Boyan heard the sound that it seemed to be at his parents' house, so he had to hang up the phone.

I am too lazy to eat food, so I can keep my stomach and eat it for the evening. Anyway, if I can’t speak to Cheng Boyan’s friends, I can only eat it.

He lay on the bed, half asleep and half awake until the afternoon. He got up as soon as the time was about to finish, took a shower, changed all his newly bought outfits, tidied up in the house for a long time before leaving the room.

The room downstairs has been cleaned up. The two rooms next door seem to have moved away, all of them are closed. It is impossible to tell that someone died here a few days ago, with blood all over the floor. It is estimated that other people will move in in two days.

Xiang Xi paused on this floor for a few seconds, then jumped downstairs with a small step.

Cheng Boyan arrived about ten minutes earlier than the agreed time, so he parked the car on the side of the road and waited.

Within a few minutes, he saw Xiang Xi walking along the path. He hadn't seen him for a few days. Xiang Xi's face seemed a little sharper, but the newly bought clothes on his body looked quite energetic.

Xiang Xi is quite pretty and not particularly outstanding, but he is still seen in the crowd at a glance. Apart from his much more mature temperament than his peers, he is also a little sensitive, cautious and a little inferior, but what makes Cheng Boyan feel soft-hearted occasionally is the loneliness he feels when he is alone after seeing through many things.

Just like now he came over, behind him was a messy and unpredictable self-built building, at his feet were a few chickens that were raised by unknown families, and a three-wheeled truck chasing the children shaking their schoolbags, rushing into the path like the wind.

He avoided the chickens, avoided the children, and let the trucks go, but he seemed to have seen none of these things.

Cheng Boyan honked the horn, opened the car door and got out of the car. Xiang Xi looked up and saw him, jumped with a smile, and ran over.

Cheng Boyan looked at the change of expression on his face and laughed.

"I thought I was coming out too early," Xiang Xi smiled and rubbed his nose, "How long have you been waiting?"

"Just arrived," Cheng Boyan got into the car, "Come on, it's almost an hour."

"Why are you thinking about the party today?" Xiang Xi got into the car and sat in the passenger seat belt. "Do you always have parties?"

"I don't get together often, I'm busy," Cheng Boyan started the car, turned around and drove forward, "Today is...my birthday."

"Oh, what I said..." Xiang Xi stopped suddenly after speaking, turned his head suddenly and shouted: "What?"

"My birthday." Cheng Boyan said.

Xiang Xi was stunned, then patted the car window and shouted again: "Stop! Stop!"

After hearing Xiang Xi's clear voice at the perverted house of Tan and other people last time, Cheng Boyan once again learned about his good voice.

And this time, because it was in a small car, Xiang Xi shouted in his voice, and Cheng Boyan almost drove the car directly onto the sidewalk.

"What are you doing?" He leaned on the side of the road and stopped, looking at Xiang Xi.

"Cheng Boyan, you're so that's the case. Tell me earlier on your birthday," Xiang Xi glared at him, "I was afraid of being embarrassed when I followed you to have dinner with your friend. Now, it's a birthday! If you say earlier, I won't buy this outfit, and keep it for a gift!"

"Who wants you to buy a gift? I didn't say that just because I was afraid that you would buy a gift." Cheng Boyan thought for a while, looked at him again, and said with a smile: "Did you just bought this outfit?"

"Yes, I'll wear this outfit for dinner in the future," Xiang Xi still glared at him, "Do you understand the dress?"

"I'm very good at it. I can't tell that you have a good attitude when I look at your Moshigan before." Cheng Boyan gave him a thumbs up.

"It's better. If I hadn't been in Zhaojiayao for more than ten years, I would probably have learned design or something now..." Xiang Xi stopped halfway, "What are you talking about! Wait for me for a while!"
Chapter completed!