After walking around, I finally confirmed that Liang Medong was indeed not at home.
I found my clothes in the dryer in the laundry room. When I was putting them on and getting ready to go out, I realized that the door was locked from the outside.
I can’t find my mobile phone, and I can’t even order takeout.
I had to turn back and turn on the TV to watch for a while.
His TV is no longer the one it used to be. It took me a long time to find the only familiar "Detective Conan" among a lot of football games in the broadcast records.
It's the first episode. In this episode, Conan is still Shinichi, and his childhood sweetheart Xiaolan goes to the amusement park with him and listens to him talking about Sherlock Holmes.
At this time, neither of them knew that soon, they would be separated and trapped by the old thief Qingshan for an eternal year, neither getting together nor leaving.
I just looked at it indifferently for a while. I was so hungry that I couldn't sit still, so I had to go to the kitchen to find something to eat.
In the refrigerator, apart from cigarettes and alcohol, there are also two bags of instant noodle seasoning from who knows which day, none of which can ward off hunger.
Fortunately, there was still half a bucket of noodles lying deep in the drawer. As soon as I took the instant noodles seasoning and put it down, I heard someone opening the door.
I quickly ran to the entrance door. Liang Medong was standing at the door changing his shoes. He raised his head when he heard the movement and was stunned for a moment.
I smiled and told him: "You forgot about me when you left."
Indeed, my heart was broken last night.
But then again, where was Liang Medong doing? It was just a few curse words, but there were many more people who went too far than him.
What's more, what he scolded was absolutely correct, every sentence was true, and every word was true.
It's dawn today and life must go on.
I still have a lot of bad things to do. Liang Modong is already Mr. Liang that I can't afford to offend. I am willing to work hard to have a better attitude towards him.
It took a long time before Liang Medong spoke, but he didn't answer my words at all. Instead, he called softly: "Rose?"
He asked in a dreamy voice: "Why are you here?"
No wonder he kept silent for so long. It turns out he forgot. He is a busy person. I can understand: "Last night at Harbor City, do you remember? I don't know what happened later, but you may have forgotten me when you left. The door was locked."
As my explanation became clearer and clearer, Liang Medong's expression became calmer and calmer.
In the end, he was like Mr. Liang again, a distant adult.
After I finished speaking, he kicked off his shoes, glanced at the chopsticks in my hand, and asked, "Is there anything to eat at home?"
"There are noodles." When I said this, I remembered that the noodles were still in the pot, so I ran back quickly, and sure enough, it was already overflowing.
I quickly turned off the heat and put away the food. As I was serving the noodles, I saw Liang Medong coming over from the corner of my eye. He stood next to me and asked, "Is that all?"
"Your house is so clean that even mice come and leave crying." There was less than a bowl of noodles. I understood what he meant. He loves noodles the most. I put down the bowl and said, "I'll leave it for you."
After saying that, I quickly turned around and prepared to leave this place of right and wrong.
Liang Medong's voice came from behind his head: "You don't want any money?"
I stopped.
I heard this guy continue to say behind me: "It seems you are not hopeless."
I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and turned around.
Liang Medong was still standing there, with his arms folded across his chest, looking at me lukewarmly.
I walked up to him.
Spreading her hands towards him: "Thank you for bringing me back from Harbor City. I'll give you a thousand and eighty dollars."
A taxi ride back from Harbor City probably costs less than 100.
But it doesn’t matter, I’m more generous than him~
As expected, his expression changed, he pushed me away and walked towards the entrance.
Okay, the noodles are mine.
The noodles didn't taste very good, but I was so hungry that I picked half a bowl with just chopsticks.
As soon as he put it into his mouth, Liang Medong came back, holding up his mobile phone and asking: "Do you want to eat..." He paused before continuing: "What do you want to eat?"
