Ran Ruoye came out of the hospital, saw that the bus would not go directly, swept a bicycle next to the bus stop, and turned on the mobile phone navigation, and finally arrived home sweating profusely half an hour later.

When Ran Ruoye saw that the door was not locked, her first reaction was that she had been robbed, but after thinking about it, it didn't matter if she was robbed, there was nothing in it anyway.

She reached out and pushed the door open, and a foul smell hit her face, and she felt like she was going to vomit in her stomach. She hurriedly rushed to the side and took a big breath of fresh air, thinking that she hadn't changed her clothes for two days, and the smell on her body was strong enough, but what was the smell in the house just now?

It took her a few minutes before she lost the urge to vomit. In addition to the foul smell just now, there was also a wine bottle poured on the ground next to the bed. Ran Ruoye slowly pieced together the fragmented memories of that night after being drunk in her mind, first sitting on the bed and drinking, and then sitting on the ground to drink, as if she had vomited later. After two days of high-temperature fermentation, the filth is sour and refreshing......

Ran Ruoye stroked her forehead, oh my God, what did she do, she suddenly wanted to slap herself and beat herself.

What can I do now? No matter how smelly it is, I have to clean it up! Wakaba resigned herself to her pants pocket and pulled out two wrinkled tissues and blocked her nose.

Then he glanced at the target from a distance, took a big breath and held his breath, rushed into the house, quickly lifted the garbage bag, rushed out again, and sealed the bag with a pimple. After a series of movements, Wakaba felt like she was running out of oxygen.

Although there was no source of the smell in the house now, the room was still filled with the sour air, and Wakaba rushed in and out three more times after breathing smoothly before picking out all the bottles.

Finally, Ran Ruoye went in and turned on the fan. Then he opened the door and threw everything at the nearby garbage dump! sighed, the smell was so strong, I don't know what to do tonight!

She went in and took a book out, sat down under a tree not far away, and began to read! Only books could calm her restless heart.

Su Han came out of the airport and did not choose to stay in a hotel, but came to Zuo Ziyi's community together.

The taxi is parked in a place like the entrance of the community, but there is no security, the gate is directly open, Su Han got out of the car and looked at the community at a glance, the garbage bins were placed everywhere, and the car was also parked on both sides of the sidewalk at random, and then he pointed to the building with a history of twenty or thirty years, and asked uncertainly: "Mr. Zuo, do you live here?"

Zuo Ziyi didn't answer him, just walked inside, and told Su Han with actions, that's right, this is it!

Su Han hurriedly pulled the suitcase and stopped in front of Zuo Ziyi: "You're not kidding! No, I don't want to live here." ”

Zuo Ziyi bypassed Su Han, took a step to the side, and said coldly: "That's the best!" The implication is that I don't welcome you to come, you came with me.

Su Han gritted his teeth, you can live in Zuo Da, I can't laugh at it! Then he silently pulled his suitcase and followed Zuo Ziyi.

Without an elevator, Su Han ignored the dilapidated corridor and the faint strange smell. I went up to the fifth floor with my suitcase.

Zuo Ziyi opened the door, Su Han jumped in immediately without looking, the feeling in the corridor was too uncomfortable!

He watched sadly as Zuo Ziyi slowly closed the outside door before reaching out and using his fingerprints to open the door inside. And then......

He looked at the interior of the house, although it was not a luxurious decoration, but it was also up to the star hotel environment, and he felt better!

Zuo Ziyi didn't exist at all, went straight to the bedroom, changed into his usual ordinary clothes, and then took out the suit and handed it to Su Han: "I'll put it there for you after washing!"

"Mr. Zuo, you are like this, I suspect that you have a split personality!" Although he said a few words, Su Han admired Zuo Ziyi in his heart.

"What's more, I'm not your nanny either!" watched Zuo Ziyi walk to the entrance, and said loudly: "Which room do I live in!" But the answer to him was a sound of the door closing.

Ran Ruoye, who was sitting under the tree reading a book, did not read. Because she remembered that it was Zuo Ziyi who came to save her that night, he must have stayed in the room, even if it didn't smell as strong as it is today, it must have smelled bad. I remember that Yun'er said that her brother has a habit of cleanliness. How did such a cleanliness person save her in a dirty and messy room!

Then she went into a daze.

Although Zuo Ziyi does not work, he still exudes an excellent temperament. I am not qualified to like someone like me at present! I must work hard to change this situation!

I am only nineteen years old, but I live a life of frugality every day, which is too far from my good wishes, my dreams, and my return to my hometown!

After graduating from high school, there is really no way to find a decent job for the time being. But she can go into sales, and in school and bookstores, she has heard and seen many successful people start with sales.

I remember at the graduation party, someone said what to do if the dream can't be realized, and she also said at the time, then climb from the bottom of the sales to the top of the pyramid. When I first came to Beijing, in order to have food and clothing, I really put myself in the position of solving the minimum living guarantee!

Thinking of this, Ran Ruoye realized that she had fallen into a deep pit entangled in her academic qualifications in the past few months, and she couldn't extricate herself for a long time, and she forgot to find her own way again.

Thinking of this, she was relieved. In the past few months, she has not thought about the future, but it is all about academic qualifications and research, because of the uncertainty in her heart, because of the entanglement in her heart, so that every time she thinks she is making up her mind, in the end she just thinks about it.

So this time, it's not going to be just thinking about it anymore. Looking up at the house where I had lived for a month, there seemed to be a faint smell wafting over. No, that's never what I want.

Ran Ruoye took out her mobile phone, searched for jobs, and there were many occupations in sales, such as building materials, furniture, cosmetics, houses, jewelry, insurance, and everything.

But for Wakaba's age, there aren't many options, so Wakaba sent her resume to the company that hired the milk salesman and continued to browse the web.

Before I saw the second suitable job, the mobile phone rang, and after the other party introduced herself, without too many words, she was directly asked to bring her documents, and when and where to go to the interview tomorrow. After hanging up the phone, the phone then received a text message with the address details.

Wakaba swiped on the screen a few more times, simply stopped looking, and then called the bookstore manager and lied that he hadn't been discharged from the hospital yet, and hinted that the other party asked them to find someone again.