"Are you in a hurry?" He asked as he changed his shoes and walked towards the bathroom.
Han Meiya followed behind and said, "It's okay."
Song Huaiqian went to the toilet, looked at it, and said, "It's easy to change. Bring the tool box and I'll change it for you."
"Thank you so much." She smiled and said, "Take off your coat first, sit down and drink a glass of water, and rest before doing it."
"It's a small job, it only takes a few minutes. When you're done, take a break. Go get the toolbox." Song Huaiqian said, taking off his coat and handing it to her.
Han Meiya went to the balcony and found the tool box that had not been used for a long time - it was covered with a layer of dust.
She came back with the toolbox and said, "I haven't opened this in years, and I don't know if the tools inside can be used."
"Let me take a look." Song Huaiqian took it and opened it. There were a few scattered tools lying inside.
"Is it okay?" Han Meiya asked, "It seems that there are a few tools."
Song Huaiqian said: "I'll do it first, you go out and wait."
"I have nothing to do. Let me see if I can help you in any way." Han Meiya leaned against the door and said.
Song Huaiqian said "hmm" and started busy.
A few minutes later, he said: "I don't have the tools to remove the broken ones."
"What should we do?"
"I have it at home, I'm going to get it now." After he finished speaking, he stood up suddenly. Perhaps he moved a little too quickly, and he felt dizzy for a while. He subconsciously held onto the wall with his hand to prevent him from falling.
"Song Huaiqian, are you okay?" Han Meiya walked over hurriedly, held his arm, and asked nervously.
Song Huaiqian said calmly: "I'm fine. I just stood up suddenly and my vision went dark. It's okay."
"Are you hypoglycemic? I'll get you chocolate to eat." Han Meiya said, "Go back to the living room with me first."
After helping Song Huaiqian sit on the sofa in the living room, Meiya went to the refrigerator and grabbed a handful of chocolates, then unwrapped them and handed them to him and said, "Here, eat them first."
"Sorry for delaying your dinner."
He threw a small piece of loose chocolate into his mouth and said, "It's none of your business. Last week, the law firm took an order, which was quite tricky. I've stayed up all night for three nights. Tonight I
I just came back."
"If I had known you were working so hard, I wouldn't have bothered you."
"It's not a bother. It's just a matter of convenience when I come back. If you really feel bad about it, treat me to some dumplings later. It's the beginning of winter today." Song Huaiqian said as he peeled off another chocolate.
"What a coincidence, I want to eat dumplings tonight." Han Meiya said in surprise, "I will fix the water pipes later and I will cook them for you."
Song Huaiqian said: "I'll go get the tools first."
"You sit down and take a rest. I'll go." Han Meiya said, "Well, would you mind telling me your home password?"
"Of course I don't mind!" He said with a smile: "Password, my birthday, 0103. Do you remember it?"
Remember my birthday?
"It's just four numbers. I'm not a fool." Han Meiya didn't hear the underlying meaning of his words, so she stood up and left.
"The toolbox is on the small balcony to the north."
"Ah, I know."
Seeing her go out, Song Huaiqian sighed and said quietly: "That's my birthday, my birthday."
Han Meiya went upstairs, pressed the combination lock, and the door opened with a click.
She went in, and Monica ran out of the room. When she saw it was her, she was stunned for a moment, and then enthusiastically jumped on her lap. She touched its head, and then went straight to the small guest room to the north.
The balcony is in the room.
This small guest room was converted into a study room by Song Huaiqian. The bookcases stood against the wall, containing a full cabinet of books. The desks were also filled with professional books, one on the left and one on the right, scattered all over the table.
In addition to books, there is also a retro scale ornament on the table.
When she saw it, she murmured: "As expected of a lawyer, the decorations are so matching."
She went to the balcony, found the tool box and came out. As she walked out, she couldn't help but take a look at the scale ornament. It was exquisite and detailed, and she liked it from the bottom of her heart.
She stood in front of the desk and tapped the tray lightly with her finger. The hanging tray swayed back and forth a few times.
Suddenly, she saw a necklace placed in another tray, with a necklace pendant in the middle. She took a quick look, and her heart skipped a beat. Isn't this her own necklace?
Why is she so sure? Because it was specially made in a local shop during one of her study abroad seminars. The pattern of the pendant was designed by herself and is a flower she saw in an ancient medical book.
It's gone now.
She discovered that this necklace was missing after she slept with a stranger in a hotel. At that time, she thought that she must have left it in the hotel and did not look for it again.
We are now at Song Huaiqian's house, which means that the strange man in the hotel is most likely Song Huaiqian, right?
She couldn't help but shudder when she thought of this. If this was really the case, it would be too bloody!
She gently picked up the necklace with her fingers. On the back of the pendant, there was the abbreviation "y" of her name. She slowly turned it around to look at it to make sure. At this time, she suddenly didn't dare to look at it.
On the back of the pendant, a small "y" is printed in front of the eye.
She gasped, Oh my God! It was really her necklace!
She froze on the spot, closing her eyes and trying to recall that ridiculous thing a few years ago. How could it be Song Huaiqian? When he followed the smell of his perfume to find someone, she didn't expect this thing to come up.
It should be him!
She put the necklace away, showing no surprise as before, and then left the room.
In the living room, Monica squatted there with her tongue hanging out and looked at her.
"Are you hungry too? I'm sorry, your daddy was fixing the water pipe for me, so you're starving." Han Meiya squatted down, hugged its neck, and touched it with her hands.
"I'll prepare dinner for you." She got up, found the dog food, and filled the dog's bowl with it.
Monica was really hungry and started eating. Han Meiya didn't wait long and came out.
Slowly walking downstairs, she felt a little confused and didn't know how to face Song Huaiqian. He probably didn't know that she was the person that night, right? If he knew, what would he do? Would he chase her? Or blame herself -
You left money after sleeping, but also left such a sarcastic note?
She returned home and Song Huaiqian was on the phone, still talking about work matters. She took the tool box to the bathroom and stayed inside without going out.
Soon, Song Huaiqian came over, saw the toolbox on the ground, and said to her: "You go out first, I will finish it soon."
Sure enough, a few minutes later, he shouted: "Okay."
Open the water valve and it will be fine as before.
"Okay." Han Meiya glanced there and said to him, "Thank you for your hard work. I'm going to cook the dumplings now."
"Okay, then I'll go upstairs to feed Monica."
"I just went up and fed it. Just wait here to eat." She shouted from the kitchen.
Boil the dumplings under the water. Han Meiya stirred them gently in the small pot with a spoon, and was thinking in her heart: Two or three years have passed since the ridiculous incident in the hotel. There is no point in bringing it up or thinking about it anymore. It's better to just die there.
In my belly, wouldn’t it be nice to be friends now?
She adjusted her mood and returned to normal. She came out with dumplings and shouted into the living room: "Song Huaiqian, eat!"
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