Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

Chapter 69

After 10 minutes, Jing Luo stood up.

He wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand: "Let's go."

After the two went out, they found that their cart had disappeared.

I asked the staff standing aside, and the other party was stunned.

"Well... because I saw no one next to the shopping cart, I thought you didn't buy it, so... put it all back." The staff member was a girl, timid, and she was very afraid of the two tall boys in front of her suddenly making trouble.

There were so many kinds of things in the shopping cart, it could be seen that they had been carefully selected, and it took her more than ten minutes to put each one back.

Jing Luo smiled, he wore a black mask, only showing a pair of eyes, which looked good: "That's it, it's all right."

The staff was a little stunned, and blushed: "I still remember the location of those products, shall I take you to get them again?"

"No need," Song Yi put one hand in his pocket and easily pushed the trolley with the other, "Xiao Luo, let's go."

Jing Luo: "Huh?"

"Let's go shopping again."

Jing Luo nodded. In fact, when he was shopping in the supermarket before, he was restless and really didn't choose things carefully.

Side by side, the two walked towards the entrance of the supermarket again.

The staff stared at their backs, and didn't come back to their senses for a long time. A certain male colleague came over with a triangular chair in his hand: "What are you looking at?"

"Ah," the girl withdrew her gaze, "No, I just saw two handsome boys..."

"You little girls just want to be crazy." The male colleague smiled and was about to leave.

"Where are you going?"

"Oh, the monitoring room just said that the monitoring of the emergency exit corridor on this floor is broken, let me take a look."

……

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when I came out of the supermarket. I got on the Didi Express that I had called before and returned to the community smoothly.

There is a basketball court downstairs from their apartment.

Jing Luo quite likes playing basketball, but since moving here, he hasn't had much time to play.

There are exactly ten people on the basketball court at this time, two teams can make up, and they are playing a folk leisure basketball game.

Jing Luo couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Song Yi stopped: "Want to play?"

Jing Luo said: "There are all the people there, let's do it next time."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard an "Ah—" and a man suddenly tripped and fell to the ground. He didn't stand up for a long time, as if he sprained his ankle.

Jing Luo looked at Song Yi.

The other party looked innocent: "It's not me."

So Jing Luo successfully joined the basketball game.

"Brother, what position are you good at?" A man put his hands on his waist and looked at him heartily. "The one with the ankle is our forward. Can you play? I can't change positions with you."

"Yes." Jing Luo rolled up his sleeves.

A rather elderly uncle in the team smiled: "He looks so handsome, like a star."

"He's a star," another person said, "Jing Luo, right? My girlfriend has followed you on Weibo."

Jing Luo did a few warm-up exercises, smiling a little awkwardly.

He changed the topic: "I haven't called for a long time..."

"It's okay, as long as you have the foundation, we're just playing casually, come on."

The game starts soon.

"Come on, baby."

Song Yi suddenly yelled, full of Beijing accent, the volume was not too loud, but Jing Luo ensured that everyone in the stadium could definitely hear it.

The eyes of the others were all on him, with meaningful eyes.

Jing Luo's face is almost turning into a steam engine today.

Where did he learn all these words! !

Fortunately, the game will start soon.

Jing Luo felt something was wrong after only running for a few minutes.

Why does he feel that he... is as light as a swallow? ?

Although I also felt this way before, it is especially obvious now. Just as I was thinking, a teammate passed the ball to him.

It’s not unreasonable for Jing Luo to attract so many fans by playing basketball in high school. To sum it up in one sentence—he can slam dunk.

He is more than 1.8 meters tall, which is not outstanding among boys. The key is that he has good jumping ability.

Of course, the number of times it can be successfully poured in is very small.

But for something like a slam dunk, one time is enough to make people excited.

Jing Luo saw that there was an obvious gap under the opponent's basket, so he rushed up subconsciously and poured the ball in hard.

There was silence for ten seconds.

He fell back to the spot, still dazed, looking at the basket hanging in his hand.

………………

Not far away, a big man with a visual inspection of at least 1.9 meters said sincerely: "Awesome."

The property manager came over and was stunned after listening to the narrative.

In the end, he said that "this kind of accident in the NBA belongs to the process of playing, there is no fault, and he is exempted from responsibility", and he was not allowed to lose money, and he hoped that Jing Luo would contact him next time he came to play.

Jing Luo responded and dragged Song Yi away quickly.

He probably will never play basketball again...

"This," Jing Luo walked up the elevator, covering his face, "...it's simply a strange force."

In fact, when he jumped up, he already realized that something was wrong, so he tried his best to hold back his strength, otherwise he suspected that he would twist off the basket post.

"It's okay, it's good to have more strength."

"That's not the problem," Jing Luo glanced at his palm, "I can't control it well, you see, I tore the basket off—this is called vandalism..."

After speaking, he suddenly thought of something, and immediately called He Yuan after returning home.

He Yuan was not surprised: "It's okay, just get used to it, there is no other way, you try to control it."

"……Fine."

"By the way, where are you going for the Spring Festival?"

Jing Luo: "What?"

"Spring Festival," He Yuan paused, "You don't plan to spend the Spring Festival obediently at home, right?"

Jing Luo: "Yes..." The New Year's goods are all bought.

"Farewell, what's so good about Spring Festival?" He Yuan said, "Let's go to City H to bask in the sun and go for a winter swim. It's almost freezing to death here."

Because the speaker was turned on, Song Yi could hear it clearly.

"swim?"

He Yuan: "Well, the hot spring over there is also good."

Jing Luo originally wanted to refuse, but seeing Song Yi's interested face, he thought for a while: "Is there something weird over there?"

He Yuan smiled: "The soul life of the four witches we just caught is enough for Cheng Yu and Song Yi to live for more than ten years. Let's give yourself a vacation once in a while, just go for a simple trip."

"Want to go?" Jing Luo covered the microphone and asked the people around him.

Song Yi: "Look at you."

As soon as he said this, Jing Luo felt that his eyes were full of desire to go.

I don't know if he did it on purpose, or if he won't hide his emotions.

Jing Luo continued to ask, "When are you going?"

He Yuan: "Anytime."

"Then... shall we go after the New Year's Eve dinner?" Although his parents left early, his grandfather would have New Year's Eve dinner with him every year, and he still maintained this habit after his grandfather passed away.

"What's so delicious about the New Year's Eve dinner..." The other party paused, "Hey, that's fine, let's go after the New Year's Eve dinner."

**

What Jing Luo worried about came true, in his thirties.None of the small shops downstairs were open.

I had to take a car and go to the big supermarket again.

The two returned home, got out of the car, looked at each other's leftover ingredients in each other's hands, and finally couldn't help laughing.

"It's okay," Song Yi said, "It doesn't matter if you don't eat the onions and carrots, I will finish them."

Jing Luo laughed and said, "Why are you calling me like a child?"

When he got out of the elevator, his smile froze on his face.

—The door of their house was ajar.

He can be sure that when he goes out, he absolutely shuts the door.

The end of the year and the beginning of the year are the most frequent time periods for thieves to appear.

Song Yi was about to step forward when Jing Luo grabbed him: "...it might be a human being, so don't strike too hard."

Song Yi nodded and pushed open the door vigorously.

Xu Chengyu was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and He Principle was standing by the sofa, directing the people in the kitchen.

"Don't put too much spicy, I don't like spicy food."

There are three chefs standing in the kitchen with very high hats: "OK."

Their small kitchen cabinets are filled with all kinds of fresh and expensive ingredients.

Two people with most of the bags filled with vegetables: "..."