"Ding dong, ding dong, ding dong..."

Arriving at the door of Wenwen's rented house, Zhang Wei felt inexplicably nervous. After adjusting for a while, he rang the doorbell.

He was the one who arranged for Shirley to come to Guangzhou, but ended up leaving Shirley alone. He didn't know if Shirley would complain about him or if she was already angry with him.

"Click!"

Before the doorbell stopped ringing, the door suddenly opened, and Shirley with light makeup stood in the door, her big eyes misty.

"David, why did you come so late..." Shirley flattened her mouth a little aggrievedly, suddenly smiled again, and plunged into Zhang Wei's arms.

"David, I thought you were going to coo again today."

Coo coo coo is the sound of pigeons chirping, which alludes to the meaning of releasing doves.

Zhang Wei hugged Shirley distressedly, and gently stroked her hair with his right hand. The faint scent of jasmine on the hair tips made Zhang Wei couldn't help but take a deep breath, the familiar smell, the smell of Shirley.

In his eyes, Shirley was still as cute and nostalgic as when he first met her in college. She has been fond of using jasmine-flavored shampoo for so many years, and it has become her taste.

Suddenly, Zhang Wei felt a little sad again. The smell of Shirley was still there, but his own taste had changed unknowingly, becoming...becoming...he didn't even know what it was...

Although they are the people they care about the most in their hearts, they often ignore each other. Even if they are in the same city, the time they spend together is always so limited.

It was like this when I was in Shanghai, and it is like this now in Guangzhou. I have been busy year after year, and I have been so busy that I have forgotten my original intention...

"Tsk, tsk, you two, how about I get out of the way first?"

In the living room, Wenwen hugged the pillow and looked at it for a long time. Seeing that the two of them were stuck together with no intention of separating, she suddenly thought of a sentence in "Wo Nong Ci": "I have you in the mud, and you have me in the mud."

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So she couldn't help but remind the two of her existence. Based on her experience and analysis of reading the best-selling novels on female channels, if she continues to stick to each other like this, the subsequent plot will probably develop in a direction that is not suitable for children.

She was caught off guard by being fed dog food endlessly, which she said was very boring.

Shirley struggled shyly for a few times, trying to leave Zhang Wei's arms.

Zhang Wei hugged her even tighter, and even took the time to wave to Wenwen, clearly indicating: "I'm sure, I won't back down!"

"Annoying!" Wenwen angrily threw the pillow on the sofa, turned around and walked towards her bedroom.

Hearing the sound of the door closing in Wenwen's bedroom, Zhang Wei smiled and kissed Shirley on the forehead. Shirley lost her previous shy look and raised her head and pouted for a kiss.

Zhang Wei cooperated and kissed Shirley on the lips.

Soft and tender, it still has that familiar taste!

"Ah! Sorry!"

"Bang!"

The sound of the door closing disturbed the two people who were kissing each other. Shirley pushed Zhang Wei away in panic, turned around and ran back to the living room.

Zhang Wei turned around and looked dissatisfied. The door of Guo Qianqian's house was closed tightly. Apparently, the girl had already hid in the house.

"You can go out now!"

Zhang Wei shouted at the door of Guo Qianqian's room and went to the living room to look for Shirley as if nothing had happened.

Half a minute later, Guo Qianqian's door opened a crack, a pair of big eyes peeked out from the crack in the door, and then Guo Qianqian walked out of the door with confidence.

The extra person is like a light bulb, but with three women and one man together, Zhang Wei becomes more like a light bulb.

There are three women in a play. Zhang Wei feels that he is the announcer of the play at this moment, because he can hardly get involved in the topic of the three women. He can only follow and enjoy the chatter of the three women, and occasionally play a role in connecting the previous and the following.

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"Gurgling..."

Zhang Wei's stomach made an unsatisfactory sound. He casually dealt with it for lunch. It was almost seven o'clock in the evening and he was already hungry.

"Ladies, should we settle dinner first?"

The three women were chatting happily, and when Zhang Wei reminded them, they all looked at Zhang Wei subconsciously, as if to say, isn't this something you should consider in advance?

"How about we go to nearby Bingsheng? I'll treat everyone to a nice meal." Zhang Wei suggested.

Shirley stayed at Wenwen's place when she came to Guangzhou this time. She has been troublesome to Guo Qianqian and Wenwen these days.

If it weren't for the two girls who were willing to spend time with Shirley, Shirley's trip to Guangzhou would be like being a stay-at-home girl in another place, and she would feel very boring. Therefore, Zhang Wei would like to treat everyone to a nice meal. Thank you to the two girls.

The woman's care for Shirley.

As for Shirley living with Wenwen this time and not with Guo Qianqian, it was also because Zhang Wei was too worried and didn't want to trouble Mr. Xin anymore.

After all, the owner of the house where Guo Qianqian lives is Mr. Xin, and Mr. Xin has made it clear that outsiders are not allowed to stay in her house. Mr. Xin made an exception when Shirley stayed there during May Day, and Zhang Wei was embarrassed to bother Mr. Xin again.

Make an exception once.

But what Zhang Wei didn't expect was that after he suggested going out to eat, the three women quickly acted, and soon the dining table was filled with all kinds of delicious food.

It turned out that the three women had already prepared dinner before Zhang Wei arrived.

"The braised pork is made by Sister Shirley, as is this spicy crab dish, and the shrimp is made by Qianqian..."

Wenwen happily pointed to the delicacies on the table and introduced them to Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei kept praising the food without hesitation, and smiled for the girl. He also showed his true nature as a licking dog.

After Wenwen finished the introduction, Zhang Wei asked strangely: "Beauty, which dish did you cook?"

Wenwen smiled playfully: "Not a single dish was cooked by me, but it can also be said that every dish was cooked by me. These dishes were all plated by me. Through the reprocessing of this young lady's artistic vision, each dish is made by me."

That’s why she has such a beautiful face.”

"Haha! You really deserve a lot of hard work!"

"That's right, color, fragrance, and taste are the first priority. The dishes on this table tonight are the first to be made by the lady."

Well, Zhang Wei saw that Xiao Nizi didn't hear his sarcastic words, so he gave her a thumbs up and praised her emotional intelligence.

The food was served and everyone was seated. The four of them laughed and ate happily.

Zhang Wei was holding a large crab claw and was concentrating on it when he saw Shirley getting up and going to the kitchen. Zhang Wei looked at Guo Qianqian strangely: "Why, are there any dishes?"

Guo Qianqian said mysteriously: "You will know later."

Soon Shirley came out of the kitchen carrying a plate of steaming dumplings.

Zhang Wei was very surprised: "There are still dumplings to eat today?"

Guo Qianqian whispered: "Sister Shirley said you love dumplings, so she made them specially for you."

Zhang Wei nodded fiercely. Since it was made by Shirley, it must be the northern flavor and the best to his liking.

When the dumplings were served, the three women did not move their chopsticks, but looked at Zhang Wei eagerly, waiting for him to try them first.

Zhang Wei was not polite, picked up a fat white dumpling, dipped it in the vinegar saucer, and stuffed the whole dumpling into his mouth.

After chewing a few times, Zhang Wei suddenly froze. It was a dumpling stuffed with fennel. He couldn't help but feel a little moist in his eyes.

"Fennel" and "return to hometown" have the same pronunciation. This is one of the reasons why Zhang Wei loves to eat dumplings stuffed with fennel. The taste makes people miss home when they eat it.

At this moment, Zhang Wei couldn't help but think of Shirley's loneliness at home alone, and even more so, he couldn't help but think of his parents back home.

Both parents are over sixty years old. Even if they go home to see them every New Year, the remaining opportunities to meet them are already very limited...

The feeling of homesickness and the sadness of being alone abroad suddenly came to my heart. At this moment, the tears could no longer be controlled and soon overflowed from the corners of Zhang Wei's eyes.

"Brother Fatty, why are you crying?"

Wenwen, who was sitting opposite Zhang Wei, noticed that Zhang Wei was crying and took out a tissue and handed it to him.

Zhang Wei wiped away his tears, sniffed and smiled.

“The dumplings are so delicious, they make you want to cry.”

"Is it really that delicious? I have never tasted food that can make people cry."

Wenwen picked up a dumpling in confusion, and followed Zhang Wei's example and dipped it in his vinegar dish, but she frowned after eating it in her mouth.
Chapter completed!