On a winter morning, the sun was shining brightly. Cong Rong squinted his eyes and lazily half-lyed on the soft cushion of the bay window to bask in the sun for a while, and drank a cup of coffee before changing clothes and going out. As soon as I opened the door, I saw that the opposite door was open. There were porters moving furniture in and out without interruption, but the owner could not be seen.
Cong Rong leaned against the door and looked at it for a long time. The neighbor next door has been unoccupied for more than half a year. I heard that the landlord has a cleanliness freak, and ordinary tenants cannot meet his perverted requirements. Probably he is not short of money, so he has not rented it out. . I don't know who moved in? There are two residents on each floor of this community, and the opposite door has never been occupied, which means that she occupies a floor by herself, and she is often envied by Zhong Zhen.
A few days later in the afternoon, Cong Rong came out of the supermarket in the neighborhood, carrying two big bags of things in his hands, standing at the door and preparing to lift the heavy curtain, who knew that the curtain would be lifted from the outside in the next second , behind the curtain stood a man, very clean-looking, with a pair of narrow and long eyes, dark and beautiful, with a special taste. He was holding the mobile phone in one hand and was making a call, while the other hand was lifting the curtain. Seeing Cong Rong staring at him blankly, he motioned for her to go first, while holding the curtain to move aside, facing the phone Said something softly.
Cong Rong nodded his thanks, walked out and looked back, but only saw the hands that were retracting. Those hands are slender and powerful, with well-defined knuckles and a delicateness that is rare for men. They should be craftsmen.
Most of the people who patronize this supermarket are residents of this community. She has lived in this community for so long, why hasn't she met such a superb man before
A few more mornings later, Cong Rong got up late, she was going to court today, and that judge hated being late the most.
After jumping around and getting ready to go out, she saw the elevator closing slowly as soon as she stepped out of the house, and she rushed over in a hurry.
Probably the people in the elevator heard the movement, and suddenly stretched out a hand to block the slowly closing elevator door. Cong Rong was relieved when he stepped into the elevator, and was dumbfounded before he had time to thank him. In addition to a man, squatting in the elevator was a big white hairball.
Cong Rong has always been afraid of dogs. He wanted to take the elevator, but he was afraid that the person and dog in front of him would be embarrassed. Although he didn't know if this Samoyed who was staring at her with its tongue out would be embarrassed, besides, it was too late. , she could only bite the bullet and stand still, clinging to the elevator wall, staring at the big white pet warily.
Wen Shaoqing glanced at her, bent down and smoothed the hair on Samoyed's neck, and quickly patted its head, "Go down the stairs, I'll wait for you below."
Cong Rong curled his lips, and his voice was pleasant.
The big white ball of hair quickly jumped out of the elevator, leaving only a white shadow behind. Before the elevator closed, Cong Rong saw it running towards the safe passage.
Cong Rong then turned to look at the owner of the big hairball, and was about to praise him for his good training when he was stunned again. Isn't this the craftsman I met at the entrance of the supermarket last time? What a coincidence, he also lives in this building
Cong Rong looked back and blinked. This man is really special.
The whole journey went smoothly that day, Cong Rong was not late, and even arrived a few minutes earlier, but the opposing lawyer was late, so she watched the judge crush the dark-faced opposing lawyer with a smile the whole time.
After leaving the court, Cong Rong stood at the door and waited for a while, and walked out side by side with the judge just now, "Master, he was only five minutes late, why don't you kill them all?"
"It's not allowed to be late for a second! Also, you didn't see the materials he submitted, they were all printed crookedly! Doesn't he know that I am a patient with severe obsessive-compulsive disorder? I feel uncomfortable seeing it!"
Cong Rong stroked his forehead, "I wanted to have a meal with you at noon, but since your symptoms are getting worse, I guess my words and deeds will make you uncomfortable, so let's eat our own food!"
Your Honor nodded, "Alright, I just have an appointment at noon."
Cong Rong said goodbye with a smile: "Then see you at the next court hearing."
A few days later, in the evening, when Cong Rong came home from get off work and stood downstairs waiting for the elevator, he ran into that man for the third time.
As the elevator stopped, opened and closed, people came in and out from time to time, Cong Rong stared at the numbers that kept disappearing, guessing which floor the man lived on, and then felt bored.
When she regained consciousness, only she and the man were left in the elevator, and the only number that lit up was the floor where her home was located. This community is standard configuration, with two residents per floor, could it be...
The elevator door opened again, Cong Rong walked out first, took the key to open the door, while paying attention to the man behind him, he really walked to the opposite door. After Cong Rong opened the door, he looked back and closed the door. This time he only saw the man's side face, and nodded silently in his heart. This man really deserves the words "gentle and moist as jade".
At 9 o'clock the next night, Cong Rong felt dizzy from reading the information, so he wrapped up a coat casually and went out to the supermarket to buy snacks.
I don't know why there are so many people in the supermarket today. When Cong Rong was queuing to check out, he was still thinking about the file just now, until the cashier looked at the monitor and reminded: "39 yuan and 1 cent."
Cong Rong took out a 50-yuan renminbi from his jacket pocket and handed it over. The cashier asked as usual, "Is there a dime?"
Cong Rong shook his head, "No."
Suddenly, a hand from behind her handed over a dime and placed it on the cash register.
Cong Rong looked down at the hand, which looked familiar, and then looked back at the owner of the hand, well, he looked familiar too.
She nodded her head slightly, "Thank you."
The person behind replied unhurriedly: "No thanks."
Cong Rong came out of the supermarket with a few boxes of yogurt, only to see the Samoyed squatting at the door. It squatted there obediently, as if waiting for its owner. With snow-white hair and a smiling mouth, he is being watched by two children.
The child who was wrapped up like two zongzi was full of novelty. He carefully stretched out his hand to touch the Samoyed's fur. When he touched it, he screamed excitedly, and his laughter spread far.
Cong Rong turned around with a smile and walked forward, it's better to be a child, happiness is such a simple thing.
After that day, Cong Rong didn't meet that man again for several days. Every time she saw the closed door opposite when she went out or came home, she would wonder if everything about that man before was just a dream of hers.
On the contrary, Zhong Zhen often runs to her recently.
As soon as she opened the door after get off work, she saw Zhong Zhen lying sprawled on the sofa, eating snacks and watching TV.
Cong Rong walked over and kicked his leg blocking the way, sat down and looked at him for a long time, "I said, why are you here again, have you been expelled from school?"
"Not at all!" Zhong Zhen withdrew his feet, "My boss recently went to another place for a meeting, and I was fishing."
Cong Rong went to work all day, exhausted physically and mentally, staring at the TV screen to let go of her mind, and realized after a while that Zhong Zhen had been staring at her, "What are you doing?"
Zhong Zhen asked cautiously: "Cousin, why don't you find a boyfriend yet?"
Cong Rong frowned, "What are you doing again?"
Zhong Zhen smiled guiltyly, "It's nothing, it's just that my aunt kept asking, and I accidentally told them that you like women."
Cong Rong immediately sat upright, and asked seriously: "What is the original sentence? Does it mean that Cong Rong likes women now? Did I add an ID number after my name? Also, did she record it?"
"Uh..." Zhong Zhen saw that Cong Rong had an occupational disease, and was a little speechless, "No... I just said that my cousin might like women."
Cong Rong breathed a sigh of relief and leaned back on the sofa, "That's okay. The subject is unknown, and there is no specific time. Everyone has a different understanding of 'like', so this sentence is invalid. My mother is a law student, so she should understand of."
Zhong Zhen shook Cong Rong vigorously, "Cousin! Wake up quickly! You are off work!"
Cong Rong waved him away, "Don't dare to talk nonsense next time, I will let you die in a hundred ways without breaking the law!"
Zhong Zhen rolled around on the sofa hugging the pillow with horror on his face, changing the subject, "Cousin, I'm hungry!"
Cong Rong opened the food delivery app and threw the phone to him, "Order by yourself!"
While waiting for the takeaway, Zhong Zhen was surfing the Internet in the study, and Cong Rong was working overtime with his laptop.
Within a few minutes, Zhong Zhen looked at her again, pointed to a shortcut icon on the computer screen and asked, "Cousin, are you still playing this game?"
Cong Rong didn't raise his head, "No."
She really didn't play anymore, she just kept it as a souvenir.
Zhong Zhen didn't speak for a long time, but he seemed hesitant to speak, which made her frown, "You are a big man and you can say whatever you want, why are you chattering?"
Zhong Zhen asked very neatly this time: "Cousin, is it because of him that you haven't found a boyfriend?"
Cong Rong immediately retorted: "No!"
Zhong Zhen curled his lips and muttered softly: "I didn't say who he is..."
Cong Rong took the pillow at hand and threw it over, "Zhong Zhen, do you want to die?"
"I don't want to..." Zhong Zhen suddenly remembered something, and rushed over wagging his tail, "Cousin, cousin! May I introduce you to my boss? I think you two are a good match!"
Cong Rong raised his eyes lazily, "Doctor?"
Zhong Zhen nodded heavily, "Yes, yes!"
Cong Rong propped his chin and thought about it for a while, before he said solemnly: "Well, it's a good match, he can dismember me quietly, or I can let him leave the house without a trace, what do you want to see?" To what kind of result?"
Zhong Zhen was speechless, "Cousin, don't be so negative, my boss is really nice! He even raised a..."
In the next second, Zhen was kicked out of the house by Cong Rong, startled the uncle who delivered the food, and then handed the food to Zhong Zhen with sympathy, "Young man, you still have a long way to go what… "
Zhong Zhen quickly explained: "She is my sister!"
The uncle waved his hand, "Young man, don't feel bad about it. It's not embarrassing to be kicked out of the house by your wife. Uncle, I've been there too. I've used this excuse before."
Zhong Zhen was speechless, "..."