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Chen Chi put down the shirt in his hand, picked up his mobile phone and looked at it, his expression paused slightly, and then he picked it up and said, "Frost." ”

Xu Shuang was about to say something, so he temporarily changed his sentence: "Have you been busy lately?" ”

"It's okay, sort of." Chen Chi chuckled, "What did you forget to say online?" ”

"It's nothing, I just miss you a little."

Chen Chi was silent for a moment, and then said, "Is it just a little?" But I really wanted to. ”

There was a soft laugh on the other end of the phone, Chen Chi listened quietly, until the laughter stopped, he opened his lips and said apologetically: "Shuangshuang, I have something to do this week, I can't go over to see you." ”

"What's the matter?" Xu Shuangchuan asked.

"On Sunday, Mr. Zhang, who runs a french fry shop, happened to be out of business, and his birthday was approaching, so he invited me to lunch."

"Okay." Xu Shuangchuan didn't ask any more questions, but turned to business, "I transferred the money to you two days ago, you pay attention to the bank to inquire." ”

"Shuangshuang," Chen Chi immediately frowned, "Why don't you transfer money without saying a word?" I'm not short of money. ”

"Put half of it with you, you don't need it. I don't need it anyway, I'm going to have money again in the new month. Xu Shuangchuan's voice was more delicate than before, with a slight hint of arrogance, "Don't paddle around, what is our relationship?" ”

Chen Chi laughed out loud and said softly for a while: "Okay." He paused and said briskly, "Frosty, I'll be honest, I'm not so nervous right now. ”

Xu Shuangchuan sighed obviously, and said with a smile: "I'll also tell the truth, aren't your red envelopes and the money your parents give us here, I have a share, and I will give you the rest, otherwise my mother will discipline me." ”

Chen Chi was a little amused by her words, the corners of his lips pursed into a smile, Xu Shuang's topic had turned to his parents' homely affairs, he opened his mouth several times, waited for Xu Shuangjiang to stop talking, hesitated for a moment, Fang cleared his throat and said: "Shuangshuang, my current house lease has expired, and I have changed places in the past two days." ”

Xu Shuangchuan was suddenly stunned, and asked urgently: "Why did you change the house?" Are you short of money? ”

"It's not lacking, but your memory is so bad? Don't worry. Chen Chi said with a smile, with a tone full of nonchalance, explained, "My current place is not a few blocks away from the original place, it is a small apartment building, there are only six people, the shape is still very peculiar, there is actually a patio, wait for you to come over next time, I will take you to the patio to watch the stars at night." ”

"Rent is cheaper than it used to be, isn't it?" Xu Shuangchuan asked directly.

Chen Chi coughed with a smile: "If the cost performance is not high, what should I do with it?" He said in a slow voice, "Frost, listen, I do have to implement a tightening strategy, because I can't throw it now, I want to buy a little more time, but I will arrange it, you don't have to think too much, I will tell you big and small things." ”

Xu Shuang fell for a long time before he said "um".

Chen Chi hung up the phone, looked down at the box at his feet, the lid of the box was open, almost taking up most of the activity space in the hut, he raised his feet to go around, and sat on the edge of the bed.

This is a small room in the corner of the second floor, because of the external wall, the room is not boxy and neat, but concave in a small corner, and the bed is embedded in the niche on the side.

Chen Chi looked down at his toes, and the lid of the box easily appeared in his sight, he stretched out his leg to hook the lid of the box, and with a "poof", the lid of the box turned over and closed, revealing the bare cement floor underneath, which was slightly more spacious.

He sat in silence for five or six minutes, when there was a thud of stairs outside the door, and someone seemed to be jumping up in three steps and two steps, passing his room, and turning into the corridor, where it seemed that a neighbor on the same floor had returned.

Chen Chi raised his hand and covered his face, rubbed the back of his head hard, and subconsciously looked towards the window. It was the only window in the room, facing the patio. He had half ventilated before, and it was getting late, and the lights in his own house had not yet been turned on, nor was the patio being lit by the lights of other neighbors. The daylight in the house was all based on this window, which was not very bright, and at this time, it was almost dusk, and it was even darker.

He propped up the bed with both hands, stood up, took off the wool vest on his body, threw it on the bed, shook his arms twice, stretched his chest and arms, squatted down and continued to tidy up. This room is relatively small, and the clothes that are not used for the time being have to be put into boxes and stuffed under the bed.

"Chen Chi, are you there?" There was a knock on the door.

Chen Chi opened the door, Qu Jian came in, and glanced around: "Are you still receiving?" Have you moved it all? ”

"Almost." Chen Chi beckoned, "Come in and sit." ”

"No, I've just finished the battle, and I'm dying of exhaustion." Qu Jian leaned against the door frame and asked, "Do you have a shift this week?" ”

"I'm going to go on Sunday afternoon." Chen Chi nodded.

"The night shift, it's the most troublesome."

Chen Chi smiled: "I think this time period is very good, it doesn't affect anything." He looked at Qu Jian and asked with concern, "How is your paper?" ”

"What else, keep changing. My professor was horribly nitpicking, always saying that my data analysis was not convincing enough, and I wanted to kneel for him. As soon as Qu Jian talked about the paper, his face was very depressed. He failed his dissertation last year and was postponed for a year.

Chen Chi patted Qu Jian's shoulder sympathetically and suggested: "It's time for you to work less, make more appointments with your professor to talk about literature, you go to look for diligence, at least have a positive and serious attitude, and your impression score is much better." ”

"How can I still be impressed? After changing it three times in a row, the professor was not satisfied, and told me that he would show him the changes according to his requirements. I went to look for attendance, but it was useless and annoying. The data is not as neat as the syntactic expression, and with a slight movement, my entire analysis process and even the conclusion will have to be rewritten, that is, most of it will have to be rewritten. Qu Jian said annoyedly, "I thought about it, but if I can't do it, I'll change schools, as long as the other party can recognize my credits from the previous years, I'd rather start from my junior year." ”

"The cost is too high, so let's find a way to change the paper." Chen Chi shook his head and said.

"yes, I can't afford it." Qu Jian let out a long sigh, "Don't talk about it, I'll go up, eat two bites and change the paper." ”

Chen Chimu sent Qu Jian upstairs, closed the door and cleaned up. In the corner of the box, he scooped up a wrapped T-shirt and opened it carefully, revealing a tightly wrapped white porcelain vase.

Chen Chi swept around, and had no choice but to put it on the table and stick it against the wall. The table was not big, and with a stack of reference books and computers, there wasn't much room for it. The white porcelain vase without flower arrangement looks particularly monotonous against the bare white wall.

He turned around and went back to the middle of the suitcase and pulled out a small photo frame. In the photo, Xu Shuangchuan pinched a ginkgo biloba leaf and smiled happily. Last summer, she took him to a park near Xu's house, and just after the typhoon, she picked up a leaf under a 600-year-old ginkgo tree and described to him how she coveted the yellow leaves and white fruits under the tree in autumn.

Chen Chi stood in the middle of the ground, stared down at the photo, silently bent his fingers and brushed a few strands of cotton wool fibers stained on the glass mirror, and his knuckles lingered on Xu Shuangxia's face for a while, before standing the photo frame next to the white porcelain bottle.

He took a step back and stood behind his chair to see the effect of the arrangement.

At this time, Xu Shuang landed in his apartment, looking out the window at dusk in distress, and didn't even bother to make dinner. (To be continued.) )