Chapter 25

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    He Zhishu wakes up not too early, it is already past eight o'clock after looking at the watch. He opened the bedroom door and went out, just in time for Ai Ziyu to come back from walking the dog, and by the way also brought breakfast.

    "Did you not sleep last night?" When He Zhishu was drinking soy milk, he caught sight of two black spots under the doctor's eyes, and said concerned: "I disturbed you?" The

    doctor seemed a little tired today, and he lowered his head and scooped the tofu brain: "No."

    He Zhishu could feel that Ai Ziyu was in a bad mood, but he didn't know what happened. Last night was fine. He couldn't ask deeply, so he could only eat quietly first.

    After eating, the doctor took He Zhishu to the hospital. He drove a very stable Chevrolet. He clicked on the song to He Zhishu. His voice was very gentle: "Whose song do you like to listen to?"

    He Zhishu smiled. Shaking his head: "Anyone will do."

    Ai Ziyu let go of one. The sound of the music slowly flowed out, and the tone was a bit lonely.

    Ai Ziyu took the medicine from the hospital and took He Zhishu home. It was lunch at the gate of the community. He Zhishu is a little embarrassed to trouble the doctor these days. After

    thinking about it, he still asked: "Doctor Ai, should I invite you to have a meal at noon?" Ai Ziyu refused: "Wait someday, you Go home and take a good rest."

    He Zhishu is the least stalker, and he didn't say anything when he answered. Watching the Chevrolet go far, he turned and walked home.

    Ai Ziyu was very irritable, and he knew that holding back like this was definitely not a good thing. It is true that he likes He Zhishu, but now it is really uncertain whether the man really has a deep relationship with He Zhishu, all the neglect is only because He Zhishu deliberately concealed it.

    He swiped the car to the side of the road, and quickly pressed the number with his mobile phone.

    "Xiaoyu?" The low male voice.

    "Brother, are you busy?" Ai Ziyu closed her eyes, fingers lightly clasping the steering wheel: "I want you to do me a favor."

    Ai Ziqian smiled: "It's been a long time since you asked me to do something, what's the matter? Tell me."

    "Help me find someone."

    "Who?"

    "Jiang Wenxu." Ai Ziyu removed the name and others. Without knowing anything, he knew that his brother might not be able to find out even this little information, and now he realized that he was like a stupid x. But he didn't expect that there was silence on the phone for a few seconds. Ai Ziqian asked, "Which Jiang Wenxu?"

    "Brother, who do you know?"

    "The boss who worked with recently, in his early thirties, looks good and has a hard wrist. "Yes," Ai Ziqian paused after saying, "What do you ask him to do?"

    Ai Ziyu buzzed his brain for a while, feeling as if he could be on the account, and said vaguely: "It seems to be his... his boyfriend Come here to check."

    Ai Ziqian didn't have any thoughts about the term boyfriend. He seemed to disagree, but when he reacted, he sneered: "There are still people out there who dare to call themselves Jiang Wenxu's boyfriend? This made the man listen. Laughing to death, playing with him so much, love is not

    counted ." Ai Tzuyu's glass heart fell to pieces in an instant, and he told himself over and over again, what about the man who has the same name these days? so many. But in his subconscious, it was clear that this was probably the truth, and his ignorant eyes were wet.

    Ai Ziqian was very busy. After two greetings, no one answered and said something when they met and talked the other day and hung up the phone.

    Ai Ziyu sat in a daze, and suddenly slammed a few punches on the steering wheel. How could he believe, how dare he to believe, that the person he rarely likes, the person who wants to hurt like a baby, is practiced like this in such a dirty emotional transaction.

    The hickey on the neck, the high-end apartment, and He Zhishu's own home, he was so sick and groggy, he would beg that man not to let him.

    Ai Tzuyu's heartache is like being fried in a pot.

    I haven't thought about leaving when I become so sick, not because of the money trading, but because the man is too stupid. Ai Tzuyu understands very well.

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