On the third day of coming to S City, I found a place to live, and I didn't think I was alone, I shared a house with Zhao Meimei.

Zhao Yilun wanted to send me over, but during the day, he couldn't go out, and his father would come back in the evening, so I went to find Zhao Meimei by myself.

I don't know what kind of relationship I have with Zhao Meimei, are they friends, it doesn't seem to be, she has never entered my heart, and the same is true for me and her.

She offered to pay two-thirds of the rent, on the condition that her boyfriend would come every weekend, and I had to avoid it. By the way, I've never met her boyfriend.

When I came, she was putting on stockings, as if she was going out.

"Ke'er, I bought some food and put it in the refrigerator, you remember to eat it at night. She put on her high heels and looked like a familiar girl.

"Well, when will you be back in the evening. ”

"I don't know, it's not too late, remember to open the door for me. ”

As I promised her, I tidied up the messy room, and I accidentally caught a glimpse of the stockings tied up in the corner of her room, some of which seemed to be stained with blood, why were they so dirty........

I kind of regretted that I was sharing a house with her, I just wanted to save money at the time, and I didn't think that her private life would be so messy. Even if I was sluggish, I could see that there were signs that a man had lived in this house.

She disapprerovingly put the ashtray on the small table into the drawer, "This is my boyfriend's." ”

“....... Oh, are you going out?"

"Well, commercial performance, you may have heard it in high school, my dad has bad legs. ”

"Ah....... Well, be careful, I heard a school girl last time say that those men's hands are not clean and they specialize in touching them. ”

As a reminder from my roommate, I reminded her that it wasn't an ivory tower like a school outside.

She responded absentmindedly and it didn't take long for her to get out.

I just cleaned up my room and put the books on the little bookcase at the head of the bed. However, I found out that I didn't know where to get a copy of Keigo Higashino's "White Night Walking", and I don't remember buying this book myself.

Perhaps, it's too sloppy to live on your own.

I opened the curtains to breathe, and two photos fell from the windowsill, which seemed to be Zhao Meimei's.

Pick it up and look at it, it's Zhao Meimei, yes, it's just that she is naked on it, my body stiffens, and my hairs stand up.

Zhao Meimei's hair on it is curly, this seems to have been taken recently, and it hasn't been long since she got a new hairstyle.

For a while, my heart was mixed, even when the window was open, I felt tightness in my chest and couldn't breathe. It's hard for me to imagine hearing that a girl from someone family got married before graduating from high school when I was at home. Although my impression of Zhao Meimei's family is not rich, she can always show her head in a group of people, whether it is her appearance or talent, but I can't accept Zhao Meimei in the photo.

Really........ Let's move out.

I didn't pay attention, and Zhao Yilun called me more than a dozen times. I looked back, and soon his familiar voice was heard.

"Did the little rascal eat?"

Zhao ...... Zhao Yilun, I don't seem to have come to a place, there is a bit of a ...... here. It's kind of hard to accept. ”

"What's wrong" his voice was filled with impatience, as if it was not me who was in this situation right now, but him.

I didn't know how to tell him, he knew Zhao Meimei's name, and he knew that we shared a house, but what should I tell him....... What should Zhao Meimei do? Although I am not friends with her, I don't need to tell the worst side of others.

I lied, "There is...... Mouse. ”

"Edit, then edit. ”

I didn't know what to say, but after a long time he said, "Tell me the truth, or I'll go and look for you." ”

“....... Hey, can't you come out?"

"If you want to get out, there is still a way, what, do you want me to come?"

"........" he still had the heart to joke.

I stared at those photos and was distracted, and it would be better to burn them directly after a while.

"Wait for me in the evening. ”

"Hey!" I hung up before I said anything, Zhao Yilun's existence Zhao Meimei She didn't know, and I might not know how to explain it when I bumped into me tonight, but he might not be able to come.

The wind blew in the cold air, and I shivered, and today, it seemed to be a light snow.

As if I was used to the night, I didn't turn on the lights. Squatting on the ground, the refrigerator door glows with burning photos, and the dancing flames carry those photos to ashes. I walked to the refrigerator and opened it, it was the ingredients that Zhao Meimei bought.

One of the ribs inside had a sticky note on it, saying, "Ke'er's dinner, you're welcome."

I stared at those lines several times before putting them back. The moment I closed the refrigerator door, I had a new choice in my mind.

Stay.

The doorbell rang, I thought it was Zhao Meimei coming back, ran over to open the door, and opened it to see that it was Zhao Yilun.

"Why is it so dark, isn't it waiting for me?"

"I thought it was my roommate back, don't be too narcissistic. ”

Then he flipped on a light and closed the door to keep the cold out.

I took off his clothes, and he smiled and teased, "We don't look like husband and wife, husbands who have just come home from work, and wives who are waiting for their husbands to come home." ”

"Wait until you get to that point, until you like me, until I like you, don't make jokes like that. ”

"Maybe at that time, I'm afraid we won't know it in our own hearts."

He went on to talk about the topic of the phone call, "Tell me what happened at that time. ”

Now that I've made a choice, I can only lie to him, "I had a fight with my roommate, and then I reconciled." ”

"Because of what?"

"Do you want to hang a wind chime on the balcony, she thinks it's too noisy, I like it. "Heh, I can also make up this kind of reason.

However, Zhao Yilun did not suspect it, he just watched me eat quietly, and he could only watch, he couldn't eat anything too greasy, and he would have treatment next month.

Ever since I met him, I never seemed to care much about his illness or the pain he was suffering for him. I couldn't help but ask, "How often do I need to be treated?"

"Not sure, if it's serious, I'll be treated with bloodletting. He handed me a piece of paper, "Wipe your mouth." ”

I wiped it haphazardly and exclaimed, "That's serious now, isn't it?"

"Well, it's serious, and you could die. ”

My chopsticks and spoons all fell to the floor with a few muffled sounds.

"Worried about me?"

“....... Hmmm"

"Lie to you. His eyes smiled like crescents. "After all, it is a person who has not been exposed to light for a long time, and in addition to porphyria, there will be some other diseases over the years, so the treatment time may be longer. ”

"Then you just stay at home, what are you going to run around, what if something happens?" I complained to him, my body trembling as I spoke.

He pulled out another piece of paper for me to wipe my hands on, explaining, "I just think it's good that there is someone who can make me remember her, and she will remember me when I remember her." ”