When I heard that people were disobedient and beaten, I was honest.
As soon as this idea came out, Luo Nanxuan hurriedly and resolutely pressed it back into his mind.
Beating up is too ungraceful. It is the talent of barbarians. At first glance, his brother is a civilized person, and civilized people do not fight.
Even if you fight, it can only be self-defense.
As his own brother, Comrade Luo Nanxuan, a brain-dead fan, created an image of justice that was upright and inviolable for his brother in his heart in less than a minute after going out.
Luo Nanqiu's time was very accurate. As soon as Luo Nanxuan went out, he met the takeaway guy who just got out of the elevator.
The young delivery guy was carrying several takeaways in his hand. Originally, he was calling with his mobile phone, but it seemed that he didn't get through. After seeing Luo Nanxuan, he temporarily put the mobile phone back and said enthusiastically, "Is it your takeaway?"
"Yes."
He picked up the few bags in his hand and carefully checked the receipt, and asked, "I take the liberty to ask, are you Mr. Luo or Mr. Jiang? The two addresses happen to be connected..."
"Surname Luo." Luo Nanxuan understood, it was self-evident who "Mr. Jiang" was, and he could guess.
Hearing this, the delivery boy handed him a few of the three bags, and took a few steps to hang the remaining two bags on the doorknob of Jiang Mo's security door. After thinking about it, he asked Luo Nanxuan, who had not had time to enter: "The gentleman next door, are you familiar with him?"
Luo Nanxuan didn't understand for a moment: "... Familiar." It should be.
Anyway, his brother is quite familiar, so it's about the same to round it up.
The warm-hearted delivery guy smiled at him and told him the reason: "I just called and he didn't answer. Although I said to hang it on the doorknob, I saw that one of his orders was noodle soup. I wanted to say that if he didn't take it away in time, the noodles would be soaked and rotten after a while, which would affect the taste."
"Ah," Luo Nanxuan nodded and set up a flag, "Okay, then I'll remind him to take it later."
"Okay, please." After the delivery boy finished speaking, he hurried to deliver the next order.
Luo Nanxuan was stunned for a while, and finally walked hesitantly to the door of Jiang Mo's house, torn whether to ring the doorbell - if his brother Jiang happened to be concentrating on solving a difficult problem, would his pressing interrupt his train of thought? If so, wouldn't he be guilty?
In the eyes of this simple silly boy, a student like Jiang Mo would race against time to do his homework after returning home from vacation and then find questions for himself.
Of course... his brother is an exception... it's not right, if he didn't come, his brother should be like this too...
As he thought about it, his eyes drifted to the takeaway hanging on the doorknob.
Except for the box of so-called noodle soup, the rest is red.
It's not quite accurate, because even the surface of the box of noodle soup can clearly see a layer of pepper floating, and if you smell it carefully, you can smell the spicy aroma in the air.
It's spicy crayfish...
It can be seen that this person should like spicy food and can eat spicy food very well.
He silently glanced at the few takeaways in his hand again, and compared... their life was like a health meal.
Well... I see. Not every stuffy gourd is as health-loving as his brother.
Luo Nanxuan was walking around, but he didn't expect that the security door in front of him was suddenly opened from the inside.
He was caught off guard and Jiang Mo bumped into each other's faces.
Jiang Mo took off the takeaway bag hanging on the doorknob with suspicion on his face, then lifted his eyes, tilted his head to look at him, and asked, "You... something?"
qingyustarkeyChaoyu classmate 11 days
qingyustarkeyBy the way, have any of you read "This Question Exceeds the Line"?
qingyustarkeyI recently arrived in the physical book with unpublished extras in it
qingyustarkeyConsider sharing it hahaha.
