He said to Xuanxuan and Lei Huaer, stepped back, Yu-lang and went downstairs.

Jiang Wei watched Wang Lang rush over without moving.

"Sorry, I saw the bowls there, so I wanted to wash..." Jiang Wei explained.

"Are you not injured?" Wang Lang interrupted Jiang Wei and asked.

Jiang Wei was a little stunned for a moment, and before she could react, she thought Wang Lang was coming to get angry, but Wang Lang came to ask her if she was injured.

"No...no." Jiang Wei lowered her head, her cheeks rose red, like the red nightgown.

Wang Lang took the broom to sweep the floor, smashed two bowls and two plates, which are all the tableware just now.

After a casual glance, Wang Lang smiled and said in a slight smile, "Why, are you looking at the remains of the corpses in my bowl and plate, conscience is found to feel sorry for them, so deep in my heart, I feel deeply regretful and sad, and I can't be regarded as blood on my face."

Jiang Wei shaved Wang Lang, "Bitch, I'm not afraid of choking you to death when I say so much in one go."

After packing up his things, Wang Lang opened the dining cabinet and was stunned.

There's only one fucking bowl left.

Wang Lang remembered that when Carol came that day, he broke things a lot, including dishes, so the two bowls that Jiang Wei had just broken were two-thirds of all the surviving bowls.

In other words, if two people cook again, it means that one person does not have a bowl to serve the rice.

Wang Lang closed the dining cabinet and poured out the fragments when he went out.

After returning to the house, he looked at Jiang Wei, "Miss Jiang, can you sleep peacefully for a while?"

Turning around the stairs, Jiang Wei's voice suddenly came from behind.

"Wang Lang, am I stupid?"

Wang Lang was stunned, turned around and looked at Jiang Wei, and took out his ears, "It's okay, it's not very stupid, it's usually stupid."

Jiang Wei lowered her head, and slowly squatted on the ground against the wall, hugging her, "After he left, my sky fell, I can't do anything, I can't live without him. After more than a year, I'm tired, I can't find him anymore. I have sent him countless messages and he never replied. I even wanted to go over and die, but he still didn't show up. I want to start a new life, but I can't even wash the bowl."

Two tears fell to the ground, and Jiang Wei tried hard to suppress herself from crying.

Wang Lang can also see that this woman is a strong and independent woman on the surface, but she is still a weak woman deep down, and she is even very dependent, but she is very simple and dedicated to her feelings.

Jiang Wei tried hard to suppress it, but she still couldn't help it. In the end, she couldn't hold it back as if a flood broke through the dike and flooded.

Wang Lang lit a cigarette, sat on the steps and smoked without saying a word.

After a long time, Jiang Wei looked up, looked at Wang Lang who was playing with his phone down, and said viciously, "Bitch, you didn't see that he was crying so uncomfortable, why didn't you comfort me?"

Wang Lang extinguished the cigarette butts, bounced into the trash can, and said cheaply, "Please me."

"Bitch!" Jiang Wei wiped her tears.

Wang Lang stood up, "Are you finished crying? Just sleep for a while after crying. It's raining outside so hard, so it's just right to sleep."

Jiang Wei took off one of his shoes and smashed them at Wang Lang. Unexpectedly, Wang Lang caught them without even returning. He threw them with his backhand, and the shoe drew a beautiful curve, finally landed on the ground and rolled in front of Jiang Wei's feet.

Jiang Wei, whose eyelashes were still wet, looked at Wang Lang who was going upstairs with his eyes wide open, and then looked at the slippers under his feet, his face full of disbelief.

The phone suddenly rang, and Wang Lang looked down and saw that it was a message sent by Lin Yaqi.

"Happy cloudy day!"

Wang Lang thought about it and replied, "I heard that cloudy days are more suitable for sleeping."

Lin Yaqi grinned, "But I heard that the sunny days are more suitable for the noodles."

"Dr. Lin is getting more and more humorous." Wang Lang replied immediately.

"hey-hey.

Are you on the crew today?" Lin Yaqi asked.

"No, I'm on vacation today, take a day off."

"Where are you, I want to come and find you." Lin Yaqi said.

"Why are you looking for me?" Wang Lang was a little puzzled.

"I'm fine today. Can't I talk to you as a friend?" Lin Yaqi asked.

Wang Lang lay on the bed, "I'm sleepy, I'm always sleepy. Are you not going to work today?"

"It's raining heavily today, I'm having a holiday for the company." Lin Yaqi replied.

"Mr. Lin is really a good boss." Wang Lang posted a message.

"Hehe." Lin Yaqi grinned again.

Wang Lang didn't know what to say, and every time he chatted with Lin Yaqi, he had nothing to say. Wang Lang had too many topics to talk about with other women, but it was easy for Lin Yaqi to die of chatting.

It can be seen that Lin Yaqi has been changing, but the distance between the two can only reach this point of a friend, and it cannot go further. Wang Lang has a barrier in his heart. If that barrier cannot be broken, Wang Lang and Lin Yaqi will never be able to get together.

Give everything time, time will give all the answers. If one day, the barrier is broken, the two people will be able to achieve the right result. However, if that barrier is still there, the relationship between the two people will only be stuck in the friend's share. If you hold it to death, you will be friends who are not as full as lovers.

After a long time, Lin Yaqi sent a message, "Why don't you reply to the message?"

Wang Lang posted a well-behaved animation and said honestly, "I don't know what to reply."

"Do you have any good songs to recommend to me?" Lin Yaqi started a topic by herself.

Wang Lang replied without thinking, "soakedthrough."

A few minutes later, Lin Yaqi replied, "Speak well."

Wang Lang was almost asleep and was woken up by the sound of his whimpering cell phone vibration. He tried to open his eyes and looked at the news. Wang Lang narrowed his eyes and sent a message, "What do you think?"

"hey-hey.

Do you have any good pure music? I prefer listening to pure music." Lin Yaqi gave a grinning expression.

Wang Lang replied without thinking, ""Smoke Rain and Green Infant"."

A few minutes later, Wang Lang, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by the sound of whimpering vibrating again. He tried hard to open his eyes, and wanted to call Lin Yaqi the ancestor. This ancestor was so energetic that Wang Lang was almost sleepy.

"This sounds so nice, too." Lin Yaqi sent an admiring expression.

"How did you find these?" Lin Yaqi asked.

"If you are bored, just search for songs, and you will come out as you go." Wang Langqiang replied with his eyes supported.

"The music from this thing called hang can sound so good." Lin Yaqi quickly responded to a message.

"Well, but this thing is limited in the whole world, and it's hard to buy, and the tone you buy is not very standard." Wang Lang replied to a message.

After sending it, he regretted it. It was like sending such a long message to Mao, which was tantamount to bringing up a new topic. Wang Lang is really sleepy now, and he really wants to sleep.

Unexpectedly, after a long time, Lin Yaqi didn't reply to the message, Wang Lang felt that he could finally go to bed.

Who would have thought that Wang Lang had just fallen asleep, and Lin Yaqi's news woke Wang Langzhen up for the third time. Wang Lang touched the news and saw it.

"It's really hard to buy, but I want to learn it, I'll do it all at once
Chapter completed!