After Feng Anyan's work is finished, he Mulan returns to Feng's home. Their feelings are greatly enhanced by the chicken soup this time.

"Go back and have a rest. You'll be sleepy." Feng Anyan stops the car and looks at he Mulan, who is wilting like a frost eggplant, and can't help saying.

"Well." He Mulan nodded, and then said, "by the way, I still have a little work to do."

With that, he Mulan quickly opened the door and got out of the car. Seeing this, Feng Anyan followed him down.

"What job? What are you going to do so late? " Feng Anyan frowns at he Mulan and asks.

"In fact, it's nothing... It's just some information about the forum and the lesson preparation." He Mulan's guilty explanation.

Feng Anyan sighed and said, "Mulan, can you make me feel more relaxed and have a plan?"

"I... I don't have a plan." He Mulan's guilty explanation.

"You, you just said you wouldn't let me worry. Now that's all." Feng Anyan said helplessly, "do you have a plan? Why do you have to leave so late to work? Go to bed early, get up early, and you'll have the strength to work, you know? "

"I see." He Mulan vomits his tongue and says helplessly. At this time, Feng Anyan looks like an old lady in her eyes. She is garrulous, but she didn't find him so garrulous before!

"Go to bed as soon as you know." Feng an Yan eyebrows a jump, light say.

He Mulan nodded helplessly and went back to sleep. We can only meet again tomorrow!

The next day, Feng Anyan resumed his busy work, but he Mulan got up early with him and helped him make a simple breakfast.

"My Feng San Shao, yesterday you taught me to go to bed early, get up early and pay attention to my health." He Mulan, wearing an apron and holding a spatula, happily knocked on the pot. "Please eat these two eggs."

Feng Anyan is tidying up his clothes. Seeing this, he smiles helplessly and comes over to say, "OK, OK, I'll set an example, OK?"

"That's about it!" He Mulan complacently raised his head and said, then sat down in front of Feng Anyan, "I'll go to work later. I promise you that I will work hard and take care of my body. You must promise me that I won't pay attention to my body. No matter how busy I am, I'll go to eat."

"Good, good." Feng Anyan nods helplessly. It seems that the person who is talked about today is himself.

"That's about the same. I'll check the post, I'll tell you. If you let me catch you not having dinner on time, I'll teach you how." He Mulan's fierce threat way, although this face fierce up have no deterrent force.

Feng an Yan is very to face of cooperate way: "Wow, so fierce, that I can well abide by, lest be caught by you."

He Mulan nodded complacently, and they began to have breakfast happily.

After breakfast, he Mulan went to busy himself with the information of the forum. Feng Anyan also left Feng's home and went to the company. The seemingly harmonious day just began.

In the nearby Feng family, he Zhaoyuan, who has returned to living alone, can't help feeling melancholy.

He Zhaoyuan is deeply touched by the so-called water spilled by his married sister. The two sisters are immersed in their happy life every day. No one comes to see him. He feels that he is going to become an empty nest old man.

He Zhaoyuan took a sip of tea and went out for exercise as usual. Unexpectedly, he met Zheng Xihe as soon as he went out.

"Zhaoyuan, I heard that you are exercising recently?" Zheng Xihe is wearing a sports vest and has a good figure. He looks at he Zhaoyuan with a sunny smile.

He Zhaoyuan knows that his recent lifestyle is widely spread in the company, and many people laugh at his old life, so it's not surprising that Zheng Xihe knows.

"Yes, did you put on your sportswear to laugh at me?" Zheng Xihe and he Zhaoyuan's residence is not too far away. They are good friends for many years, and sometimes they visit.

"How can I? I'm obviously sacrificing myself to practice with you, OK?" Zheng Xihe is not satisfied with the said, he is so sincere, how can be so misunderstood!

"Well, well, how can we practice, coach Zheng?" He Zhaoyuan said with a smile.

"Talk as you go." Zheng Xihe for this title is quite useful, squinting happily said.

Two people are walking along the street. At this time, there are not many pedestrians on the road. Occasionally, some school students pass by.

"Now looking at these young people on the street, I begin to envy them." He Zhaoyuan looked at it and sighed heartily, "I don't feel like I've reacted yet. I've passed when I was young.""Well, I thought I was a high school student yesterday." What Zheng Xihe said is true or false.

"Just you? Are you still a high school student He Zhaoyuan couldn't help feeling funny.

"What's the matter?" Zheng Xihe said discontentedly, "when I was in high school, a lot of people were chasing me, OK? Well, the heroes don't mention their bravery. "

He Zhaoyuan laughed a few times, and then continued to say with emotion: "in fact, I miss the past, just because my life was carefree at that time, not like now."

Zheng Xihe was silent. He always felt that after Gu Chengju's experience, he Zhaoyuan became silent. Although he didn't speak much before, Zheng Xihe could read his thoughts from his eyes at that time. Now he Zhaoyuan's eyes are only detached from the secular.

Zheng Xihe knows that he Zhaoyuan's indifference has a lot to do with the death of his parents. After so many things, he Zhaoyuan can only come out by looking at everything.

Zheng Xihe is very happy that his good friend can walk out of the pain, but he is also very worried, because he Zhaoyuan lost his momentum at a young age.

"Why, have you had any trouble lately?" Zheng Xihe asked as he walked.

"It's nothing to worry about, it's just that the two sisters have found a home, and they have some feelings for a while." He Zhaoyuan replied with a smile, "there is always a feeling that he has nothing to do."

"Oh, you're in your prime. You can't be empty." Zheng Xihe stops he Zhaoyuan's shoulder and persuades him seriously.

"How can I compare with you who have families?" He Zhaoyuan said with a smile, and then he quickened his pace and said, "in fact, I have some ideas recently, but I haven't had the opportunity to implement them."

"What do you think?" Zheng Xihe could not help but come to the interest, excited asked.

"Now our company is stable. Do you remember that I mentioned the idea of opening a branch with you before the accident?" He Zhaoyuan stopped and looked at Zheng Xihe seriously.

Zheng Xihe thought for a while, and then he remembered that he Zhaoyuan had indeed put forward the idea of opening a branch company, but he only put forward an idea, and did not enter the implementation stage.