Angel irritated and clicked around with the mouse, not knowing what he wanted to do.

After working aimlessly for more than an hour, he forced himself to calm down and start working on the courseware.

After struggling until three o'clock in the afternoon, Anhe stopped, stood up and stretched, thinking about whether he should eat something.

Noodle instant? Cookies?

Just as he was thinking about it, the doorbell rang, and he was stunned. His doorbell rang rarely once a year, especially the video doorbell downstairs, except for the wrong clicks by other people's guests, it has basically never rang.

He went over and picked up the receiver and saw Na Chen's face on the lit display.

"Big Seven?" He pressed and opened the door, "Why are you here?"

"I won't go up," Na Chen looked at the camera, "You come down, let's go buy vegetables together, hurry up."

"...Oh." Anhe hesitated for a moment, went back to the house to change his clothes, took the chain of Nachen and went out.

When Anhe came out, Na Chen was squatting downstairs by the flower bed and teasing the cat.

"Is there anything to eat?" Na Chen asked when he saw him come down.

"Are you hungry? I'll get you a cookie?" Angel took out the key and was about to walk back.

"No," Na Chen pointed to the cat, "Give it food."

Angel looked at the cat, stopped, and after a while, he said, "Let's go."

"It keeps shouting, are you hungry?" Na Chen still squatted.

"I don't know, stop feeding me," Anh turned his head and walked towards the parking space behind the building, "Let's go."

Na Chen stood up and followed. The cat meowed behind him twice. Na Chen stopped, took out a pack of Wangwang snow cakes in his pocket for a long time, and found a pack of Wangwang snow cakes: "Do you think the cat eats snow cakes?"

Angel stopped suddenly and turned to look at him: "How many times can you feed it? Once you feed it, it may wait for you every day. Do you come and feed it every day? Can't you come? Next time it asks you if you want food, do you want to bring food?"

Na Chen gently picked the corner of his mouth: "You think so much about feeding a cat?"

"Let's go!" Angel turned around and walked forward strode, without looking back.

Na Chen frowned, and was about to break the snow cake and see if the cat was eating, an aunt walked out of the corridor next to her, holding a few bowls and a plastic bag in her hand. The cat ran over as soon as she saw her.

"Hey cat?" Na Chen asked.

"Well," the aunt nodded, probably thinking that he was a resident of the community, so she added, "I will clean up after feeding."

"Does it eat snow cakes?" Na Chen pinched the snow cakes in his hand.

"I don't know, I haven't let it eat it." The aunt smiled.

"Try it?" Na Chen handed the snow cake over.

The aunt nodded with a smile, and Na Chen broke a small piece and put it in the bowl. The cat leaned over and smelled it. He reached into the bowl and pulled out the snow cake. He raised his head and meowed.

"If you don't eat it, then I'll eat it myself." Na Chen put the remaining snow cakes in his mouth, turned around and trotted behind the building and chased after him.

Angel was sitting in the cab waiting. After Na Chen got in the car, he didn't start the car. After sitting for a while, he gently patted the steering wheel: "When I was a child, I picked up stray cats."

Na Chen turned his head and looked at him.

"It's winter, I gave it a piece of jerky beef," Angel leaned against the back of the chair and sighed softly. "It followed me after eating. I always thought that cats would not be with people, but it kept following me. For several days, it was waiting for me near my house. I took it home if I wanted to eat."

"What happened later?" Na Chen asked.

"My mother drove it with a broom and beat it out," Anh bit her lip and smiled. "I haven't seen it for many days. When I see it again, it ran away when it sees me and hides far away."

Na Chen didn't say anything.

"I hope I can't give it to you casually," said Angel, starting the car, "Go to the supermarket?"

When the car drove to the community gate, Anhe stopped the car and patted Nachen on the leg: "Release your butt."

"What are you doing?" Na Chen turned his head.

"The parking is stuck under your butt."

"Oh," Na Chen held up his body, touched under his butt, pulled out a fly swatter, and was stunned, "What's this?"

"Parking card extension." Angel took the fly swatter, reached out to the car window and shook it, and the pole in front was lifted up.

Na Chen looked at his movements and burst into laughter after a few seconds. The security guard didn't laugh much today. When he saw that Na Chen's smile became such a virtue, he also started laughing wildly.

Angel closed the window helplessly and turned the car out of the community.

Na Chen smiled for several minutes before he stopped slowly, and he closed his eyes and kept panting on the seat.

Nachen didn't ask to go to the supermarket, saying that the supermarket had incomplete dishes and was not fresh enough, so he wanted to go to the farmers' market.

"I don't know the road." Angel slowed down. He had never been to it before. He knew that there was a temporary vegetable market next to his house when he was a child, which was dirty and messy.

"I'll give you the way, open it, right next to the fruit and vegetable wholesale market." Na Chen smiled.

Angel couldn't help but glance at him: "People who don't even know Pig Whip do know where the farmers' market is?"

"What's strange about this?" Na Chen began to laugh again, "No one can break the racing record of people who want to use a fly swatter to brush parking cards."

"You're not over," Angel glanced at him, "It's almost done!"

"The intersection ahead goes north." Na Chen pointed ahead.

After driving to the street where the farmers' market, Anhe had an impression. He used to drive through this road. There were several markets on this street, including flower and bird market, fruit and vegetable wholesale market, and farmers' market, which were very lively.

Both parking lots were full of cars, and Anhe drove slowly to turn the parking space, while Nachen was helping him watch.

There was a car driving out in front of me, and a seat was empty. Na Chen pointed, looked at him and wanted to say something but didn't speak.

Angel drove the car to the front of the parking space, opened the door and jumped down: "You go down."

Na Chen smiled, went around the cab and poured the car into the parking space.

The car next to him rang, and the owner was probably back. Anhe went to the aisle and was about to see which door to go out from the parking lot to get closer to the farmers' market. Two men came over behind him and prepared to get on the car next to him.

Na Chen Locked the car and walked to him, Anhe casually glanced at the two of them, and was stunned.

The man who opened the car door and was stunned when he looked at him. After a long time, he smiled at him: "Anh? Long time no see."

Angel didn't say anything, turned around and prepared to leave.

"How are you doing recently?" the man said again.

"Friend?" Na Chen asked in a low voice.

Angel did not answer and walked quickly towards the parking lot exit.

It was not until he walked out of the parking lot and saw the lively crowds coming and going around him that he slowed down and found that his whole body was stiff.

"Let's go buy vegetables." He patted Na Chen on the shoulder.

"Well," Na Chen nodded, "Do you have any dishes you particularly like? Order me to make it."

Angel looked at him and felt a little confused. He didn't remember what he liked to eat for a long time. In fact, even if he was not confused, he didn't know what he liked to eat. If you compare instant noodles with convenient rice, he prefers instant noodles.

"Anhe," Nachen hugged his arms and squinted his eyes in the sun, "Is your ex-boyfriend?"

The author has something to say: It's really hard to eat this meal, it's better to have more than ten chapters after eating it...
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