C6 Bland

She was also secretly worried that Fan Shuang, who was in the next room, would hear her, so she hissed, "You don't know, he's not married yet. He doesn't even have a girlfriend, yet he's locked himself in his room all day. What is he up to?" Wasn't he building a satellite? "He's still cultivating …"

"Are you sick? A big man goes out of doors all day. Is it depression or schizophrenia? This was not normal. How could a grandma be at ease renting a house to such a person? "I'm still 27 or 28, and I haven't even gotten married yet. If it's not a weird uncle, then it's a freak, hmm …" The more she spoke, the more she dared not imagine what was going on below her. Her hair stood on end as she heard Fan Shuang's words. She couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine as she complained to Auntie Bao, "Didn't Auntie send me into trouble? "I think …

"Where are you thinking? Seeing how young you are, I thought it through quite a bit. Do you think this is a supernatural thriller? "Little Fan is a good person, just that he isn't friendly with others and doesn't talk much. He rarely goes out, but he is kind and friendly, very easy to get along with. After all, he is still a stranger, and this room is what he has cleaned up."

The living room was neatly arranged without even a footprint on the floor. It could be described as "spotless", but when she thought back to his appearance and appearance just now, she could not help but laugh. He was able to clean up the room without leaving a dead end every day, but why was his appearance so wretched? She could not help but feel a kind of enigmatic curiosity and curiosity towards this strange uncle of hers. She felt a little worried, a little worried, and even a little apprehensive.

Aunt Bao carried the salutation of "Sister" into the other bedroom and immediately felt that the problem in her heart was resolved. As long as the new customer didn't feel disgusted or disgusted with this place, it proved to be an extra income, "Here! "Since Little Fan has chosen the south bedroom, this room will be yours from now on. It's getting late, should I go back now?" "Since you've just arrived and aren't familiar with the environment, why don't you come to my house for a lunch today? Oh, right, I've repeatedly reminded you not to disturb the little Fan next door. He likes to be quiet, so I called him over for lunch, but I'll stop talking to him. We can eat together at my house, and we can get to know each other. Thank you for your help."

Uncle Fan really is a typical 'otaku', isn't he?" He then chatted a bit more with Auntie Bao, "What does he do when he closes the door? A person who used to rent such a large room, yet always stayed in the same place, could it be because he was mentally ill or was it to show off his wealth? is it still a sign of his sense of superiority?

It just so happened that during the summer vacation, they were at home studying seriously, busily renting a house while also worrying about their children's living expenses, so naturally, she couldn't ignore them. She shook her head and replied with a smile, "He's not some fuerdai, paying the rent on time every month, and he even settled the deal once a month. What do you say about that by about this time next year? As for what exactly he does, he doesn't say, so it's not convenient for me to ask. I still have to go back and cook for my two children, so you can busy yourself first. Remember what I said to you. "

She had not taken three steps before she heard Fan Shuang shouting, "If you can carry me all the way up from the ground floor, why can't you just finish the job? With such a long distance, why did you have to make so much noise for fear that no one will know you're here?"

Her sister was stunned, her mouth wide open as she stuck out her tongue in shock.

Auntie Bao complained in a low voice, "Look, from today onwards, the two of you will be sharing the rent. You'll have to accommodate yourself to everything else. Don't create any conflicts, Auntie is a complete villain."

Sister Yi had been angered the moment she arrived, and could not even vent it out. Who told Fan Shuang to be a regular customer? As the saying went, "first come first serve", while she herself was still a newcomer? He could only restrain himself and reply in a soft voice, "I'll be careful. Auntie, if you really have something to do, you can do it first. Don't worry about me. I'll call you in advance and notify you whether I can or not, depending on the situation."

It was already eleven o'clock, so she didn't dare to chat with her sister anymore. She was worried that the two children would worry about her, even though she was always laughing and scolding all day long, and didn't care about them at all. She anxiously opened the door and left, hoping that she could still cook in time.

In an instant, there was only my sister left in the living room. Although there was a strange uncle in the room next door, he was no different from a dead man without a breath, because to my sister, Fan Shuang was not even comparable to a dead person, so she felt a lot colder.

The room in the middle of the day was gloomy and lifeless, causing one's mood to darken as well. Furthermore, when she weighed a heavy and heavy suitcase from the ground floor to the sixth floor, it was hard to imagine such a situation. Even an adult male would be exhausted, and she was only a delicate girl.

He walked to the south side, near the window, and opened the curtain to let the bright sunlight in. The whole living room was much brighter, and the haze in his heart had also dissipated, and he could see from the window that his own home was far away, but he couldn't see that peaceful little town, and he seemed to be deeply moved.

In the distant sky, there was a sea of clouds. The sky and the earth seemed to have been cultivated together, and the grass was lush and full of life.

She no longer felt sad for her hometown, because she had always put her hometown in her heart. If she looked at it more, she would change her mind, afraid that she would change her mind and go back to her parents, so she suddenly turned to the window at the back, pulled open the curtains, the bustling, noisy, rich, city full of hope and challenges, as if she could open her broad chest and arms, embrace herself, and feel the freshness, the challenge.

Sister Yi clenched her fists. She was very determined and happy in her heart, as if greeting this beautiful city. She cried out in her heart: "Hua Du, I'm coming!"

Endeavour strong, inspired after the excitement, sister as soon as possible packed luggage and room, want to spend more time on finding a job, rather than in empty sighs, waste time.

Summer is a season of life, and it's a season of restlessness. Sixth floor! The temperature was close to human body temperature, and this house, from morning until noon, had been exposed to the heat and the heat of the sun. Even though there was a layer of insulation on the roof, it was useless.

"Why don't you turn on the air conditioner? Even if it's just a decoration, summer is a waste of resources! " The younger sister complained softly. The landlady was not here, so the heat was unbearable. There was no need to be a well-behaved girl.

As he sat on the sofa, he couldn't help but recall the advice from the landlady, as well as the strange person, Fan Shuang. The impression he left was naturally somewhat fearful, and after drinking a cup of water, he returned to his room to continue tidying up his bed and clothes, not daring to disturb Fan Shuang who was next door.

Half an hour later, Fan Shuang, who was both tired and tired from staying in his room, finally came out of his "study." The living room was surprisingly bright, so bright that he could barely keep his eyes open.

He had wanted to shout out who had opened the windows so he wouldn't know if it was noon or something like that, but he held himself back and went to close the north window first, then from north to south. Although the distance between the north and the south was only slightly more than ten steps, Fan Shuang did not pay attention to what his new sister was doing.

As he passed by her room, he heard the sound of a phone ringing. "Mom, I'm here. Everything is settled."

Fan Shuang was extremely sensitive to the word "mother". She also seemed to have a sense of guilt and regret, and she could not help but think of her mother far away in the countryside.

"..." I know that I will take good care of myself. Please be at ease, I am already 20 years old this year, and am no longer a child. I can always make decisions for myself.

Fan Shuang was shocked. "20 years old?" Yes, at such a good age, in the middle of his youth, he was always new to everything, full of curiosity, even confident that he would be able to gain a foothold in this city of hope. At such a young age, in the midst of his youth, everything was new to him, full of curiosity, even confident that he would be able to gain a foothold in this city of hope.

He had no friends here, and no one wanted to hear his words, not to mention that others were not your trash. After experiencing it and going through it, one would realize that one might not be as strong as one would have imagined, but one would still be able to hide their bitterness deep within one's heart. Tears would flow from the depths of one's stomach, and eventually, one would gradually become numb, no longer believing in tears; in this world, tears were just weak, pale, and useless …

When he came back to his senses, he could only hear the sound of boxes being rummaged through in his room. He was afraid that his sister would see it, and he had misunderstood her, so even if it happened to be a coincidence, eavesdropping on someone making a phone call would be disgraceful. He immediately closed the southern curtains and prepared to cook for himself.

Fan Shuang liked to cook. She was really too busy to eat instant noodles, but the instant noodles were not nutritious, and she could not fill her stomach. On top of that, she spent all her time preparing and playing games, and her body was extremely weak.

There was no refrigerator in the kitchen, and the vegetables he had bought a few days ago were still on the chopping board. However, the tomatoes had turned sour and stinky, and the cabbages were also burnt and withered. The leftover eggplants, eggplants, pumpkins, cucumbers, and the like were all dried up and didn't look good.

Fan Shuang shook his head bitterly and thought to himself, "How long has it been since I last went to the kitchen to cook?" One day? Two days? Three days … A week, a month, a month? "Since this place has started to alienate me, it's time to reflect on it." After a bitter smile, he started to pick up the remains once again, poured all the rotten vegetables into the trash can, washed the usable melons, carefully wiped the knives with his heart, and began to cook. Luckily, he had some foresight, so he bought a few more potatoes.

Fan Shuang was very diligent in everything he did and was also very serious. Perhaps it was because he had been forced to live a life where he had developed a good habit of eating well, cutting vegetables and cooking vegetables were not difficult for him.

Just as he was seriously slicing the potato shreds, a voice suddenly rang out beside his ears, "It actually contains the word 'Ru'. Uncle, you really know how to live your life, don't you?"

Fan Shuang did not hear the people around her, nor did he know when this newcomer appeared in front of him. He was so immersed in the joy of self-sufficiency that his heartbeat quickened. He could not help but look at her.

A handsome oval face, fair and graceful, with a curved black and enchanting eyebrows, and a small mouth pursed under the bridge of her nose. It was bright red and her hair was neatly scattered behind her head and shoulders. He was about 160 centimeters tall. His long legs were wearing jeans that reached his knees, and a black muslin jacket that covered his shoulders. It was embroidered with stars of all sizes, making him look exceptionally fresh and beautiful. He was afraid that she would notice him, so he immediately avoided her bright and clear eyes. He didn't know if he was pretending to be serious or acting like a gentleman, but he actually continued to cut his own soy beans seriously, as if his heart couldn't calm down anymore. He turned his attention away, concealing his panic, closed his mouth, and didn't dare to speak.

The younger sister's gentle voice sounded again, "When Auntie Bao was leaving downstairs, she asked you and me to come to her house for dinner. You don't have to trouble yourself with that." These words were like a warning to him, but it also seemed like it was difficult for him to resist such a gentle and moving order.

"No, we all have our own lives to live. I still have to cook at home, not to mention, it's not good to go get food for myself." Fan Shuang was not aware that he had messed up and rejected the invitation.

Sister Yi's eyes were wide open as she looked at him in bewilderment. "I didn't expect that not only do you have such a weird temper, but your thoughts are also different from others!" Since the landlord is treating us to a meal, it will be hard to refuse.

Fan Shuang snorted in his nose and replied, "Others are being kind to me, but you have hands and feet, so the meal is simple. However, the knowledge accumulated at the dining table is too profound. I think it's better not to disturb others."

"You … "This person doesn't understand the good intentions of others and is simply unreasonable. I am only passing on the words of Auntie Bao, yet you say that I am lazy …" She turned around and glared at Fan Shuang, no longer paying any attention to him.

Fan Shuang sighed. He would not comfort her because he did not know how to comfort others. Therefore, he could only do his own things peacefully.