C19 Purge

Around 4 AM, Fan Shuang and his sister returned to the area below where the two shared a room. At this time, the woman, Bao Dajie, was sitting at the entrance of the building picking vegetables, as if she had planned this beforehand.

At the entrance of the building, Grandma Bao warmly asked, "Has Little Fan and Little Sister returned? "How do you feel about going out for a walk?"

Fan Shuang felt disgusted by the winking expression on her face, but who told her to rely on someone else? Instead of answering, she felt that it was rude and arrogant, so she just said, "I feel very tired. I just want to go back and have a good rest."

The younger sister replied with an unsatisfied tone, "It's good to be out, it's good to have a good time. I really hate that Tian Tian can be like this."

Grandma Bao was very happy for her, "That's good. It seems like little Fan is still very considerate." If you're free in the future, try to get close to others and not stay in your room all day. Who would have known that you're so handsome? "

Fan Shuang was shocked at that moment, but she could not react to the meaning behind his words. She cursed in her heart out of curiosity, "It's like the whole world needs to know whether I'm handsome or not. Do I really love vanity?" She blushed, not knowing how to answer her.

Fan Shuang did not like to chat with people, much less procrastinate. When faced with an awkward situation, she could not help but wish that she could hide far away and say to her sister, "Give me the food you bought. I'll go upstairs to open the door and prepare dinner."

Sister Yi was a bit annoyed, but she still handed a bag of vegetables to Fan Shuang. At that moment, the woman seemed to have noticed something strange as she teased, "Looks like each of you reaped a reward from your trip out here. Little Fan has become much more considerate." When we go back, we should thank Lil 'Sis properly. It's all because of her. "

Fan Shuang let out a cold snort. He picked up today's spoils of war with both hands and said sullenly, "I won't bullsh * t with you guys anymore. I'm leaving first."

Both sister and grandma Bao both felt that he was a temperamental and baffling person. However, they were already familiar with him. He was such a straightforward and frank person. They didn't care about him, and he was also keen on gossiping about stuff, causing the entire corridor to be filled with laughter and chatter.

After returning to his room, Fan Shuang returned the dishes to the kitchen. She quickly changed into her usual clothes, tidied up the clothes she had bought, hung them on the bed, and left them out of the living room. There was nothing to do.

This was an emotion that normal people would have whenever they had something on their minds or when they were unhappy. He had already suppressed his temper, and if it was before, he would have started to curse or throw things around, but fortunately, he had changed a lot. He was tired to the point that he could no longer move, and after waking up, he no longer cared about anything.

From the windowsill to the sofa, the living room's air-conditioning, television, water dispenser and other electrical appliances, as well as vases, shoe racks … All the other small items were wiped clean with a cloth. There was not a speck of dust, nor was there a dead end. Even the floor was bent over as he used a wet towel to clean the floor inch by inch. He was especially careful and meticulous.

After gritting his teeth and groaning, he opened the door. When his sister saw his appearance, she almost jumped out of fright, thinking that he was searching for something in the house by himself, causing his face to be covered in dirt and dust. At noon, when his hair had just been tidied up, it became rough, dried up, and covered with dust, so she asked mockingly, "What are you doing?" All day long, I've been throwing things up, looking for something important on a whim, and making it look like a laborer. "

Fan Shuang could not be bothered to speak. Perhaps he was really tired. He was no longer the handsome and radiant man, but a family cook. Since everyone in the room had returned, he closed the door and continued wiping the floor earnestly.

His sister took off her shoes and put on a pair of cold slippers. She seemed to feel a little uneasy after seeing Fan Shuang's hard work. She walked into the room and put down her bag, closing the door and changing her clothes.

The younger sister changed into her usual clothes, looking a little guilty. She walked up to Fan Shuang and asked, "What do you think, Uncle? Why can't you take a good rest when you're back?" "You've made me …"

Fan Shuang said, "Are you sorry?" "You don't have to worry about that. Go back and rest. I'm almost done here anyways. In the end, only the kitchen and the toilet are left …"

The younger sister looked back at her room and asked Fan Shuang, "Have we finished cleaning your room as well?" "This …"

Fan Shuang snorted coldly, "I've only been back for twenty minutes. You said I was a vacuum cleaner. Besides, I won't go into your boudoir without permission. It's not that casual of you to think of me as someone."

The little sister was somewhat disdainful as she muttered to herself while retorting, "I'm just afraid that you're not human when you casually act, right?"

Fan Shuang did not hear what she said clearly. Perhaps it was because she was carefully wiping the floor, but she did not lose her focus and instead asked, "What did you say?"

Sister stuck out her tongue at him and quickly covered up, "No …" Nothing? Let's see if you need any help. Since we're already roommates, we can't just do nothing, right? "

Fan Shuang did not turn around. He just shook his head and said, "Nothing much. Why don't you go back and clean your room yourself. I can take care of the rest."

The window was clear, and even the corners of the sofa were spotless, giving off a feeling as if they were brand-new. However, when she looked up at the chandelier, she seemed to see a spider web over it, and a thick layer of dust covered the lampshade. She shouted, "Uncle, look over your head, there's still one person who can't do it, right?"

Fan Shuang looked in the direction she was pointing and frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable. "Oh, I'll be there after I finish building the floor."

The little sister thought he would be polite, but who would have thought that he would still put on a cold and emotionless face. He stood there arrogantly, looking dejected.

Fan Shuang retreated as he wiped the floor, but his body suddenly touched his sister's foot, shocking him. He raised his head to look at her face, which was filled with grief and sobs, and slowly straightened up. He felt that his words were a bit cold, and apologized to his sister, "I was in the wrong, but I'm the only one here, and you're disturbing my thoughts. Besides, you're not helpful, so I …"

Fan Shuang did not know what she was going to do, but it was not good for her to console him. He could only watch as she bent over and pulled the sofa under the chandelier.

Fan Shuang reached out to hold her back and asked, "What are you trying to do?" I don't have anything to do, so I came up with the idea of cleaning up the place. What are you trying to join in the commotion for, and what are you trying to achieve? "

The younger sister stubbornly refused to listen and gestured at Fan Shuang with a serious face. "Just give me the cleaning rag. Don't say that I'm not eating or doing anything. I'll let you worry about it."

Fan Shuang argued but she could not. She looked down at the cloth in her hand, which was full of black filth and dust. She could no longer be used and was worried that she might accidentally fall off.

The younger sister was more or less relieved as she lightly nodded and said, "Alright then, hurry up. You can't fight over this with me. "

The sound of running water came from the toilet, and he replied helplessly, "There's still fighting for work these days. Did the sun rise from the west? "

Sister Liu seemed to have heard Fan Shuang's complaints as she retorted in the living room, "It's the sun already setting. Why don't you clean up earlier and later? Aren't you tired of going out for a walk at this time? Or are you trying to set an example for me, a newbie, to look at? "You sure are scheming."

Fan Shuang came out of the toilet very quickly, wiping the water stains off her hands with a half-dry rag so as not to dirty the living room, but she still paid attention to the details and replied, "This is my habit. Every weekend, I would clean the house, at any time, and at any time, I would keep it clean and tidy. I'm not that complicated. " Saying so, he walked to the sofa and handed the clean cloth to her. Then, he propped himself up on the sofa, afraid that she would be too young and lose her composure.

Her younger sister stood on the arm of the sofa, swaying from side to side, causing Fan Shuang to break out in a cold sweat. He wanted to persuade her to get down, but seeing the scene just now, he found it both funny and infuriating.

Sister Yi wiped the lamps on the chandelier, feeling that there was no more dust and spider webs to be found. She decided to climb higher, but then she trembled with fear and refused to get down, saying," "You must hold me up. I have something to depend on you for my whole life.

Fan Shuang was furious, but he could not refute her. He was truly worried for her, and said, "Wait a moment, let me switch directions and support you. It's really impressive that you are falling down. I don't want to carry any burdens for the rest of my life."

She stood on the arm of the sofa, not leaning her back against the sofa. Her face was pale, this height was already frightening, not to mention the fact that she had done such a shocking thing, even Fan Shuang himself did not dare to rely on a sofa to prop herself up. That was a joke with her body being safe, rather than being careless.

Fan Shuang wanted to persuade her to get down, but even if she wanted to, she would need to find a more stable and secure table. Fan Shuang wanted to persuade her to get down, but even if she wanted to, she would need to find a more stable and stable table.

However, with Sister's persistence, even if he had great efforts, he could not pull her back. Other than minimizing the danger, Fan Shuang had no other way to deal with her. Her younger sister was so young and so stubborn, she really resembled him.

She wiped the last piece of filth off and came down with great care. Fan Shuang could not help but let out a long sigh from the bottom of his heart, relieving his suppressed nervousness. Unexpectedly, she got down on the sofa, and Fan Shuang, his face ashen with fright, stared at him dumbstruck, and was about to rush to the front of the sofa to see what was going on when a cloth was tossed over, covering his face, and his vision went black.

"Hehe …" Uncle, you're not doing well, right? " Fan Shuang took the rag away from her face. Her mouth had a bitter taste, full of dust, and she almost vomited. She then scolded him, "What are you doing? You threw such a filthy thing at me without even looking at it. You've gone overboard with your joke, haven't you? " He saw his sister lying on the sofa on her back, dancing with laughter and looking very pleased with herself. She was even pointing at Fan Shuang and making fun of him.

Fan Shuang had nothing to say about her Ghost Horse temperament and was prepared to ignore her for the moment, returning to her original position to continue wiping the floor to express her anger. At that moment, her sister jumped up from the sofa, knelt down, stuck her head out, and asked, "Are you angry Uncle? "I saw how nervous you were just now. That's why you were so happy."

Fan Shuang had a serious face and looked at her coldly. "Happy?" You know it's okay for you to be injured and put in the hospital if you fall from that height, but what about me? Not only are you implicated, you even feel guilty, and have to spend time and energy to take care of you. Your new job might be gone, and once your parents know about it, they will be extremely worried. If you are disrespectful to others, you will only suffer the consequences if you act sloppy. "

Fan Shuang could not bear to see this, so with a long sigh, he threw the duster to the ground with a heavy thump. He spread his hands helplessly as he bent down to wipe the ground with a serious look on his face.

A'mei didn't expect him to have such a big reaction when he met with trouble. He seemed cold as ice, but he was actually a 'slow and hot' person. He was apologetic for a moment and didn't know how to resolve it.

Fan Shuang did things seriously and seriously, treating others with sincerity and candor. She did not expect her enthusiasm to be exchanged for ridicule from others. Anyone would be angered, but the anger in her heart did not subside.

At this point, his sister was groaning and moaning, but Fan Shuang ignored her. He was still angry about what had happened just now, so how could he be easily tricked by her? He turned a deaf ear and continued wiping the floor.

Fan Shuang found it funny as she lay down on the sofa, gasping for air and struggling from time to time. She cursed in her heart, "Even if your tricks were more realistic, I wouldn't pay any attention to you. I should just stop teasing people."

Even if a person deliberately tried to apologize, afraid that someone like him would be aloof, turn a blind eye, do whatever it took to put on a show with no flaws, a full three minutes had passed, and no matter how patient she was, it should have been over. Fan Shuang's heart was weak as he stood up and walked towards the sofa, trying to find out what was wrong, but seeing that she was drenched in sweat and in pain, he could not help but tease her with concern, "What's wrong with you? I don't care about you, and I don't need to use a play to get close to you, do I? I won't be fooled. "

Sister said with an innocent cry, "I …" I can use it to treat you, who is as cold as ice and as hard as stone... Acting? My Gastritis... It's happened again. "

Fan Shuang did not lose face for him, so as to not let her tease him again, he confirmed his words, "You have gastroenteritis at such a young age, who are you lying to? Now it's the 21st century, don't play tricks on me, I'm not a fool. "

"Who …" I'm just teasing you about my good health. Do I need to use any tricks? " She tried her best to defend herself.

Fan Shuang believed her all of a sudden, and without any hesitation, she ran into her room. She took out the "Gastroconin" and "Yining" that she had bought a while ago from a drawer on her computer table, and quickly ran into the living room, took a glass of water from the water dispenser, and accepted a glass of water. She then squatted down in front of her and said with concern, "Come, sit up and eat some medicine."

Her hair was disheveled and her face haggard. It seemed that she had been tormented by "gastroenteritis". She slowly sat up and looked suspiciously at Fan Shuang. She felt that he would not retaliate against her, so she hesitated.

Fan Shuang knew that in case of an emergency, she shouldn't take medicine. She obviously knew that," she explained. "I've not eaten breakfast for a long time and have the same problem. I obtained this from the main pharmacy a while ago. The effect is very obvious, it won't harm anyone.

Only then did Sister Ah take the pills and cup from his hand in disbelief. She lifted her head with difficulty and swallowed the medicine, drinking a cup of water. It felt like the pain had not passed yet and she could not even speak clearly, but Fan Shuang could hear her say, "Thank you!"

In his opinion, it was the greatest comfort to be able to take less medicine. When he saw her take the medicine, he quickly took the cup and poured her some energy into it. However, a question hovered in his mind as he scolded him with great disdain, "This illness of yours is also a side effect of long-term eating irregularities." A question lingered in his mind as he said with great disdain, "This disease of yours is also a side effect of long-term eating irregularities.

Her pale face was devoid of any color, and even her pained expression had almost blinded her. She held her stomach as she sat on the sofa and stammered, "Isn't it …" How would I know when you're young? "

Fan Shuang shook his head and said, "That's right. You only know how to feel bad when you're sick. It's too late for you to see a doctor, so you have to cherish your body and take care of your health. Then why did you eat so many spicy foods just now without eating breakfast? You're not paying attention at all."

A'Sister said stubbornly, "You think I want to do this, isn't this …"

Fan Shuang scoffed, "You're still willing to do anything, not wanting your mouth to be poor. Your greed for speed doesn't allow you to know your limits, so be careful, young man."

Her sister was on the verge of tears as she innocently said, "I'm feeling really bad, but you still have the heart to tease me. Are you still brooding over what just happened? You're petty."

Once again, Fan Shuang found it inconvenient to argue with her. Feeling that she was still sick, he forcefully suppressed the resentment in his heart. On the contrary, he comforted her, "Why don't you go back to your room and sleep. Maybe it will be better. Remember to eat less spicy food in the future."

After that, he struggled down from the sofa, put on his shoes and walked towards the room with difficulty. Fan Shuang wanted to take care of her, but he felt that this would be a bit opportunistic, even if he stepped forward to support her. In his heart, there seemed to be an insurmountable obstacle, not a restriction of ideas, but a barrier against himself.

After her sister closed the door, Fan Shuang let out a long sigh of relief. For the time being, she felt more at ease, thinking that as a friend, she should be more concerned about him and greet him, instead of being cold and heartless. With a bitter smile, she placed the cup back in the cabinet under the water dispenser and moved the sofa back to its original position to continue her work.