The conversation didn't last long in the end. It was over in less than two hours. Andy was busy non-stop. The first thing was to find a house for Renly. He hoped that Renly would be able to do it within the next three days. Move house, at least five days.
After sending Andy away, Renly didn't stop at the Pioneer Village and went straight home. He was not sleepy. He almost fell asleep all the way on the plane, and the jet lag was basically adjusted; but after the long flight, his body was still a little uncomfortable, and his feet were slightly swollen. Go home and relax, and it will be fine tomorrow. .
Pushing open the door, there was a mess in front of me, and the first reaction in my mind was: Encountered a robbery? But upon closer inspection, Renly denied the speculation.
I saw that the sofa was full of rubbish, not only disposable paper cups, cream residue, but even vomit, which exuded a foul smell; the coffee table in the center of the living room was overturned, and there were all kinds of beer bottles next to it, refracting colorfully. Sunshine; a pile of toilet paper fished from a chandelier, with a string of lace bras and panties hanging in it, colorfully like a Christmas tree; the floor was wet and sticky, looking like it was left after the liquid had evaporated Traces - Renly refuses to think further about what the liquid is; not to mention that the floor is littered with shredded toilet paper, cigarette butts, and pillow batt, looking like a junkyard that's been through a cat and dog fight.
Such a scene is definitely not a burglary, but more like a mess after the party.
Renly's brows could not help but wrinkle slightly, and there was a guess in his mind, so he stepped forward, stepping on the garbage on the floor, jumping over the broken glass bottle, letting go of the underwear floating in the air, from Chris. The open door to the room looked in.
The torn wardrobe door hung there pitifully, swaying; the mattress with the sheet torn was overturned, and the spring inside was vaguely exposed; all the drawers were pulled open, and the inside was completely emptied, and everything was empty. There's nothing left; a large "Grass (F**K)" is written in harsh red spray paint on the wall directly opposite, which looks extra striking in the cluttered room.
Apparently, the culprit has been found, Chris Hemsworth, his roommate.
No need to guess, Chris has moved, just like Andy's first priority today is to get him moving, Fisher won't let the future Thor continue to live in this block, moving is a matter of course, nothing strange. It's just that Renly didn't expect that Chris would be so naive, sabotage the family, and then walk away like those immature teenagers in college fraternity.
If I remember correctly, Chris is twenty-seven years old this year.
Looking back at the embarrassment in front of him, Renly felt a little dumbfounded, not worried about the cleaning and maintenance costs of the house. When the contract was signed, Chris left a month's rent as a deposit, and now the money is still in Renly's In the account, it was obvious that Chris did not intend to go back, so this fee should be offset; but such naive behavior of Chris still made people wonder how to evaluate it.
Looking at the huge "grass" in front of me again, is this an ultimatum? Or a slogan of war? Or disdainful contempt? Or just say goodbye to this apartment, declare that it has nothing to do with the past, and start to prosper? Of course, there was another possibility, Renly felt that he didn't need to be sentimental, maybe Chris was just too lazy to clean and didn't mean to target him.
Maybe, this can be a talking point when they meet next time.
Shaking his head with a chuckle, Renly pushed the suitcase back to the room, called the cleaning company that provides 24-hour door-to-door service, and asked them to do the door-to-door service immediately, and then went to take a shower. After taking a shower, the cleaning company has already sent people to serve the door. After the two staff members entered the door, they were no stranger to such a scene, and quickly began to clean up.
Renly's room was locked, so it didn't affect it, but it had been away for a long time, and some dust had accumulated. So, Renly tidied up the room briefly, ignoring the cleaning outside, lying on the bed/on himself, took out the computer, and started to organize the photos taken on this trip.
Perhaps influenced by Edith, Renly also has some photographer quirks - although he's not professional at all, he doesn't like to photograph himself, and prefers to photograph other people, or landscapes.
It is a very interesting thing to filter the works that I have photographed. Each photo records a moment and also a memory during the journey. From Renly's point of view, it's one thing whether the shot looks good or not, but the moment when the shutter is pressed is the most beautiful moment.
Of the photos I've compiled this time around, Renly's favorite is undoubtedly the one he captured while free climbing, the day after he met Andre Hamilton and Paul Walker, before he was about to climb. I saw an old hand on the rock wall. In the photo, he grabbed the stone with one hand, raised his head and looked at both sides, looking for a place to land next. There was only a halo of sunlight on the top of the cliff. The entire cliff surface was blue, and the direction he locked his head up was a ray of light that leaked out.
In fact, from a compositional and light perspective, this photo is not a great one, but Renly likes it. Because in this photo, that kind of concentration, that kind of enthusiasm to explore nature, that kind of determination to overcome difficulties and obstacles, and the seemingly distant and faint but unshakable ray above the head. Sunshine is precisely the reason why Renly learned to freehand rock climbing.
Renly couldn't help but wonder if he should find a time to go to the Grand Canyon National Park, the best place in the world for free climbing. But he didn't try it himself, because the difficulty there is too high, just to observe, understand, and admire, only when standing in nature can human beings become humble.
I don't know when it started, Renly just fell asleep leaning on the pillow, the computer was placed on the quilt like that, and after waiting for a while, the screen went black automatically.
Dazedly, Renly slept exceptionally well, until the ringing of the phone interrupted his sound sleep. He turned over, covered his ears with the quilt, and continued to fall asleep, but he was unwilling to give up on the ringing of his phone. He persevered and thought over and over again that after calling at least six or seven times, even Renly couldn't bear it any longer. Go down, fumble around the bedside table, find the phone, put it to your ear, and go back to sleep, "Hello, this is Renly."
"Renly, why didn't you tell me that you had an appointment for a house-cleaning worker?" Andy's voice came from the other end anxiously, "You must know that this kind of work is very private and very important. All the gossips come from their mouths. If you need it, give me a call and I will send someone to serve you.”
Renly's brain was still asleep, and he didn't ask why Andy knew all this. He probably bought off the security guard downstairs or the next door neighbor. "What's wrong now?" Renly's voice was because Deep sleep with a thick nasal voice, hoarse with laziness.
Andy was stunned for a while, "Are you still sleeping?" He couldn't help but paused slightly, then shook his head with a chuckle, "Forget it, there's nothing wrong now, I've taken care of it. But, next time, this kind of You'd better say hello to me, don't wait for an accident to tell me, I will be caught off guard. In the future, when you have a publicist, you'd better tell him..." The words are cut off here, Andy Realizing that Renly was sleeping now, he said that Renly probably wouldn't listen.
After a pause, "Why is your house in such a mess, I won't ask more about this question. But today we are going to buy a suit, you shouldn't have forgotten it? We made an appointment for a stylist at ten in the morning, and it is now eight o'clock. Forty-five, you know better than me about New York traffic, so in fifteen minutes, I'll be waiting for you downstairs."
Andy waited for a while and heard no response, "Renly?"
"Chris threw a party before he left and left a mess. If you're curious," Renly replied, who wouldn't do something so childish. "Fifteen minutes later, no problem."
"Lan..." Before Andy could speak, Renly hung up the phone. He blinked at the phone that heard the busy tone. This reaction was really fast. Isn't Renly sleeping
Andy motioned for himself to drive to Renly's apartment, find a parking space after arriving at the destination, and wait. Fifteen minutes later, no more, no less, just at exactly nine o'clock, Renly's figure appeared at the door of the apartment.
After getting into the car, Renly's first words were, "Is there any breakfast?" After returning to the apartment yesterday, he slept until this morning, and slept in a daze for more than fifteen hours, and now he is hungry. Too unconscious, so he needs to replenish a little energy.
This question was really unexpected, and it caught Andy by surprise. His smile was a little stiff, and after a half-second pause, he said, "If necessary, we can buy a cup of coffee on the way, and then a few donuts? "
"No, I'm not going to eat in the car." Renly refused with a smile, not to mention the noble education in this life, even in the last life, Ding Yanan was very attentive to Renly's quality education. Eating in the car not only It's rude, and it's not good for digestion. "Well, when you arrive at the clothing store, ask them to stop serving coffee, send a cup of hot milk, and pair it with two small biscuits, that's all."
"You mean, the British afternoon tea mode." Andy pursed the corner of his mouth lightly, his tone a little surprised.
Renly turned around, "What, is there something wrong?" According to noble etiquette, it is impossible to dine in a clothing store, but refreshments are another matter.
"Treading the Stars"
"No, it's just that you've always been very... American. It wasn't until this moment that I realized that you were British." Andy teased with a chuckle.