A week later, Xianbei packed up and moved to Yuanyuan.
For a while, the house was hard to find, and the editor worried that she was lying on the road, and temporarily took her to his second bedroom.
A few days ago, with the blessing of milk tea, Xianbei successfully repaired Zhou Yuanshan's plot, brought him back to life, rescued him from the situation of a lingering general, and added a new line for him.
Yuanyuan was very satisfied, and on the day she came to pick up Xianbei, she even said, "If you don't change, I won't let you live in my place, you know?"
The girl was dragging a trolley case, carrying a backpack, wearing a peaked cap, and walked beside her silently.
Thank you and mutter silently in my heart, and it will be convenient for you to remind you later...
When Dabao and Xiaobao were brought to Yuanyuan's house, Xianbei was taken aback.
Not because of new arrivals, on the contrary, this is her second time to stay here.
More than a year ago, when she arrived in Ning City, Yuanyuan, as her editor in charge, also took in Xianbei.
Yuanyuan is a typical knife-mouthed tofu heart.
Since then, she has been well acquainted with Senbei's unusual personality, so she has also taken more care of her in work and life.
The reason Xianbei was surprised this time was because he saw a young man standing at the entrance.
Tall and handsome.
She had never seen this man.
The young man was very polite to her, and enthusiastically brought slippers for them:
"Please come in, please come in."
As soon as their eyes met, Xianbei quickly lowered her head and hid her eyes in the shadow of her hat brim.
A stranger who suddenly appeared...
Let her not dare to come out.
"My boyfriend," Yuanyuan introduced, pushing her into the door: "Live with me now."
Xianbei was under the brim: "..." She didn't even know.
"This is Xianbei." Yuanyuan patted her on the shoulder.
"Mrs. Xianbei, hello, I'm your fan!" The young man nodded deliberately and smiled, "I'm chasing Qixie."
Rubbing his heels on the carpet, Xianbei, who was about to take off his shoes, stopped: Damn, how do you respond
thanks
The girl's lips moved twice, she said, but no one heard.
Yuanyuan's boyfriend didn't pay attention, and didn't plan to shut up: "So Mrs. Xianbei is a cute girl..."
He scratched his cheeks, unable to associate her with the rude painting style: "I always thought you were a male painter hahahahaha."
Xianbei's brows tightened. Could it be that her looks... disappointed the readers
"Okay, you." In her field of vision, Yuanyuan put on her slippers.
She seemed to give her boyfriend a punch: "Don't be lazy here, cut fruit for your wife."
The boyfriend jumped in surprise: "Do you want to eat fruit?"
Yuanyuan: "I mean you Mrs. Senbei."
Boyfriend: "Don't talk nonsense, my wife is only Ms. Yuan."
Yuanyuan laughed out loud: "Hey, hurry up!"
…
Seeing that the words were far away from him, Xianbei lightened. She couldn't help bending the corners of her mouth as she secretly listened to the two of them being joking.
Immediately, she felt envious, when would she be able to communicate and interact with others without any obstacles like this...
—
After staying here for a few days, Xianbei's desire to find a room became even more urgent.
It's inconvenient for three people, a pair of sweet lovers, a silent single dog, and a girl.
Especially the boyfriend Yuanyuan...
He is four years younger than Yuanyuan and is still a student.
The character is too cheerful, and some ruffian's bad temper.
Act in a normal way, without any hesitation.
Senbei maintains the old style, usually staying in their bedroom alone, closing the door, completely closed, and scribbling and painting.
Occasionally out, just go to the bathroom or go to the kitchen to pour water.
Several times, I happened to bump into Yuanyuan's boyfriend who came out of the bathroom. He was topless and greeted her with a smile...
Or see two people sitting on the sofa, kissing and kissing unscrupulously...
Senbei's face became hot, and he turned around and left.
Back in the room, under the orange light.
Senbei's desire to move out as soon as possible is increasing day by day.
She opened the house-finding software and continued to search for the rental information.
It's not that I didn't work hard, it's just that it's quite difficult to communicate with people on the phone.
Sometimes she hesitated for a long time without getting to the point, and hung up the phone after she had scolded "crazy".
Senbei was very distressed.
I don't know how to deal with all kinds of emergencies that will occur in group living (?)...
But it's impossible for her to never take a step out of the door all her life...
Thinking of this, Senbei raised her hands and patted both cheeks.
Cheer up, Senbei!
Sighing softly in the bottom of my heart, I saved a few landlord contact information.
Xianbei cut back to the address book and caught sight of Chen Zhuo's name.
Her last cup of milk tea was not brought by him, and her little expectation was instantly dashed.
After he moved out, Xianbei was embarrassed to contact him again.
Chen Zhuo will send her a message, she simply replies with two sentences, and there is no further text.
When Senbei opened the takeaway app, "Zhongyi" was still at the top, 4.4km, 40 minutes.
Maybe in a few days, this distance will increase, or, if she clicks in again, the software will only remind her coldly that it has exceeded the delivery range...
In addition to time, distance is the easiest thing to change interpersonal relationships, not to mention that the worlds of the two are vastly different.
It's going to be difficult to meet again...
Will I ever see him again...
Xianbei turned off the phone and looked out the window. It was a deep night, and the horizon was endless.
—
This mine-sweeping discomfort lasted until the tenth day.
Yuanyuan suddenly broke through the door, rushed into her room, grabbed Xianbei on the bed, and shook her vigorously:
"My boyfriend found you a good place to live!"
Xianbei rubbed her eyes: "Ah...?"
Yuanyuan stopped: "Good place, you are absolutely satisfied."
Xianbei blinked: "What?"
Yuanyuan snapped her fingers: "He said it was his friend's house, and he didn't have much hope, because this friend didn't rent it out, so he asked tentatively, and told you about your situation, and he actually agreed."
Crackers:"??"
Yuanyuan pinched her shoulders, as if to be happy for her: "It's near your former apartment! The city center! The milk tea concentration camp! The rent is suburban standard! Is there a pie in the sky, you say!"
Xianbei was still stunned.
Before she could digest it slowly, Yuanyuan let go: "You pack it up and move in tomorrow."
—
I didn't see the house, and there was no communication, so I was transferred out like this?
Senbei packed up and sat in the room on his knees and waited patiently.
It's just... still foggy and dizzy.
... Forget it, it wasn't the first time someone had arranged it like this and pushed him forward.
Because it was a working day, Yuanyuan went to work at the comics club.
Near noon, Yuanyuan's boyfriend came back, opened the door and went straight to Xianbei's room to help her carry her luggage.
Xianbei quickly touched the peaked cap on the bedside table and put it on.
Well, the bangs seem to be getting longer...
After being pressed down, it pricks the eyes a bit.
Xianbei stroked up a little to a point, lowered his head as usual, put his hands in his pockets, and followed Yuanyuan's boyfriend downstairs.
The boy was chattering in front of him: "Don't worry, my friend is very nice, and he came to pick you up when you said you had a lot of luggage. Yuanyuan entrusted your affairs to me, and I must do my best to do it well..."
One after the other, walking out of the corridor, a Land Rover stopped there.
The sun was dazzling, Xianbei shrank his chin, and tried to hide most of his face under the brim of his hat.
Bang, it's the sound of the door being pulled.
Yuanyuan's boyfriend put the suitcase next to Senbei's legs, and was about to grab the lever—
A hand was already one step ahead of her, and it was there.
That hand has distinct bones and palms, and the blue veins on the back of the hand are full of masculinity.
The male landlord? !
In a moment of surprise, she suddenly heard that he called her name:
"Crackers."
Long lost and familiar.
Eh
eh? !
Xianbei was stunned, subconsciously raising her eyes.
!
A very quick glance, but everything has been confirmed.
This face was imprinted in her mind like a picture. She was lonely and thought that she would never see him again.
"You know each other?! Ah?" This time, it was Yuanyuan's boyfriend who was surprised: "You already knew it was her?!"
Above his head, the man laughed very lightly, as if he could not deny it.
Every day, every day...
Senbei stood up collectively with goosebumps.
How to do
Is it a dream
No, why do you say dreaming, what is she thinking about
Who can tell her why it is him
Xian Bei's fingers curled up, pinching the flesh in his palm at a loss.
The heartbeat is too fast and deafening.
Even so, she still heard the man's voice.
He asked her in that low and deep voice, as if deliberately only for the two of them to hear, and with a bit of a smile:
"You didn't forget me, did you? Huh?"