Two of the hardest things in the world.

Put other people's money in your own pocket.

Put your own thoughts into someone else's head.

But that's good.

At the very least, it shows that she is still full of hope for the world.

He Chuan picked up the teacup and took a sip silently.

The brewed goat's milk, after a few minutes of serving, is finally cold.

The store used to sell bottles for kittens, and after He Chuan looked for it, he turned the bottle out of the corner.

After he finished cleaning the bottle, he poured the cold goat's milk into it, and shook it a little to shake away the milk powder that was not stirred evenly.

Peng Jiayi grabbed the little guy from the cardboard box.

After screaming for so long, the little guy's voice was also a little hoarse, and he lay on his stomach in the cardboard box, and his whole body shrunk into a ball.

After being touched by Peng Jiayi, the little guy finally reacted, it didn't open its eyes, and said "Miu" twice in the direction of the air.

Peng Jiayi put the little milk cat on her lap, held it with one hand, held the bottle with the other, and fed it carefully.

Maybe he was really hungry, and after twisting his head a few times, the little guy took the bottle in his mouth and began to suck it heavily.

In an instant, a feeding bottle was drunk by the little milk cat.

After drinking it, it was a little tired, and after scratching Peng Jiayi's pants twice, it quieted down.

"Boss, thanks. Peng Jiayi returned the things to He Chuan and thanked him.

He Chuan put the things back and found a place to put them away.

"By the way, boss, can I trouble you with one thing. Peng Jiayi wanted to speak and stopped, and it took a long time to purse her lips and say a word.

"Huh?"

"The automatic sensor light in the staircase was broken and a little scared. She said embarrassedly.

He Chuan glanced at her.

If he remembered correctly, the house that Wu Fatzi went to this morning should have happened to be near her.

If you're lucky, maybe it's right next door to her house.

"Good. He Chuan responded.

Peng Jiayi breathed a long sigh of relief, and a happy color appeared on her face: "Thank you, boss!"

As a girl, Peng Jiayi is a little afraid of the dark.

In addition, on this big night, there happened to be someone dead next door.

Even after a room, Peng Jiayi felt a little creepy.

Otherwise, I wouldn't stay at home in the middle of the night, but wandered on the road, and unexpectedly picked up a little milk cat.

She said as she slung her backpack over her shoulder and put her other hand around the little one.

The little one fell asleep in her arms, and because of the vibration, it smashed its mouth, changed its head, and continued to sleep.

He Chuan got up from his chair and began to clean up the tea set on the table.

When I lowered my head, I just saw a document in Peng Jiayi's open satchel.

The document contains Peng Jiayi's information and a photo of her.

Looks like it should be a resume.

He withdrew his gaze, cleaned up the store, then closed the door and accompanied Peng Jiayi to the community behind the pet store.

The neighborhood is a bit dark.

Perhaps because it is too old, there are no street lights in the community.

The whole street was dark, except for a few lights reflected on the outside of the street.

Peng Jiayi didn't seem to have a good line of sight, holding something in her hand, and walking very carefully.

He Chuan took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight mode to help Peng Jiayi light the road under his feet.

Peng Jiayi said thank you, brushed her hair, lowered her head and continued walking.

Finally walked upstairs, and when passing by Gate 7, He Chuan obviously felt that Peng Jiayi had quickened her pace.

She pulled out the key, opened the door with a "click", and turned on the lights in the room before she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boss, I'm sorry, I'm really bothering you. She turned her head and thanked He Chuan.

"It's fine. He Chuan said.

There are only a few steps away, and walking back and forth will delay the drive for a few minutes at most.

As he spoke, he glanced through the old security door and glanced at the corner of the room.

It's a very simple house.

The furniture that emerges from the eye is all in the style of the last century, and many places have fallen off.

Although the little girl pasted a layer of wrapping paper, it can still be seen that it is very old, and it is estimated that it is something left by the owner.

Most of these old houses have not been renovated, and most of the water and electricity lines have been aged, so it is naturally not comfortable to live on.

The only advantage is probably that it is cheap.

One bedroom and one living room are calculated as seven or eight hundred yuan, and for the same price, you can probably only share a room with someone in the south of the city.

"It's okay, you can rest early. He Chuan said, thought about it, and added, "Pay attention to safety recently." ”

"Okay, I see. Peng Jiayi thanked her again, and then hugged the little guy and gently closed the security door.

Meow!

As soon as the door was closed, a cat meow came from inside.

"Yan, don't make trouble, go away, people will come to stay for a few days!"

"Don't hit, don't fight! Hey, be careful, you've knocked over the basin!"

There was a little girl's scolding and panicked voice from the house.

There is also the sound of pets running around the house and knocking over things.

This golden gradient is really jealous......

According to the shopkeeper, cats are creatures that have a strong sense of territory.

Don't look at them as if they are usually soft and weak, as if anyone can bully them.

If there are really strange cats, many cats will jump up and let you know what it means to be "your master or your master".

He Chuan lowered his head and looked at the spicy Jiao at his feet.

Coincidentally, La Jiao also just raised her head, and her eyes just met his eyes.

He Chuan put his hand in his pocket, turned around, and prepared to go downstairs.

As he passed by the door of Building 7, he paused and looked at the old security door.

The security door is very old.

The brown iron sheet on it has been mottled and peeled off.

There was a layer of lime scattered on the ground, probably the debris that was shaken to the ground by Wu Fatzi and the others when they broke in.

One meter away, He Chuan could feel a strong emotion.

It was a gloomy, ink-sticky, desperate mood.

This desperate emotion, like a stone, pressed on He Chuan's heart, heavy, almost out of breath.

The suppressed emotions prompted He Yuan to raise his steps and prepare to leave.

Just as he was about to go downstairs, Peng Jiayi's words flashed through his mind.

"Maybe God can't see that there are too many regrets in this world, so they arrange to be with each other. ”

"So since you have encountered it, then don't think too much about it, do it first and then talk about it. ”

Otherwise, when I look back many years later, I may have some regrets in my heart. ”

Despair still spreads in the stairwell.

He Chuan's five fingers were clenched into fists, and then slowly released.

He really is.

I don't like it very much.

That feeling.

Finally, as if he had been held by something, his hand slowly pressed against the rusty iron door.