Chapter 1: Introduction

Emerald City, a single-family residential building in the old town of Chunyang City, this 23-storey high-rise building was built in the early 90s.

The crimson façade, which has been exposed to the wind and sun for more than 20 years, has become mottled and completely incompatible with the name of the Emerald City.

Several newly built buildings in recent years around the Emerald City are squeezed in the middle, and several outlets have been formed invisibly.

There is no shortage of wind in the coastal city, and in winter, the residents in this building can hear the wind outside whining through the cracks in the windows, and the billboards on the walls will follow the crackling sound from time to time.

He had no choice, his mother had run away with another man twenty years earlier, and the two-bedroom apartment on the eighth floor had been left to him by his late grandmother.

Three years ago, when he and his friends were drinking at a bar, they had a conflict with the tattooed man next to him, and impulsively smashed the tattooed man's brain with a wine bottle.

The tattooed man lay in the hospital for more than half a year, and he entered the bureau for intentional injury, and his newly married wife was unwilling to wait for him, and after he entered the bureau for half a year, he went through divorce procedures with him.

He was very generous, and the two of them gave half of the down payment to their ex-wife.

Half a year ago, I came out of the bureau and my job in an accounting firm was also in vain.

Until you don't have a stain, it's as if the whole world is smiling at you, but as long as you have a stain, the whole world is closed to you.

I looked for a job for a month, and although he had the title of an intermediate accountant, no one dared to ask for him.

The eighty-year-old grandmother went to the bureau in his second year, he had no one to rely on, he had to eat, he had to live. At the suggestion of a friend, I started online car-hailing.

This work is hard work, but free, unconstrained, as long as you endure hardship, you can still make some money.

Compared to his previous days in an accounting firm, he had to deal with numbers all day long, and it took a lot less brain.

Recently, there was an annoying thing, and a fat woman moved in downstairs when I don't know when.

This fat woman is always looking for his faults endlessly, which is really a headache.

For example, in the middle of the night, he got out of the car for a day and was so tired that he collapsed on the bed when he dreamed of Zhou Gong.

The fat woman knocked on his door angrily and asked him what beads he was playing with at home in the middle of the night, and she couldn't sleep.

Playing with your fucking beads, are you still playing that childish thing when you're in your thirties?

At first, he was polite a few times and explained to her, saying that he lived alone and had no children at home, so that the voice could not have come from his family.

This fat woman just doesn't believe it, let him settle down a little, or call the police.

Later, the fat woman would knock on the door almost every day, and each time she said something different.

One moment he said that he knocked on the wall in the house, another said that he moved a stool in the house, and another said that he had the sound of walking in high heels.

What's more, one night, when he came back from the car, the fat woman was standing in front of his door and banging on the door.

The woman was quite unreasonable and asked him if he had a small animal at home, which kept ringing all night, affecting her rest.

A fire in my heart couldn't stop surging upward.

For the first time, he got angry with a woman, shouting where the woman came from, go back, otherwise be careful that his fists don't grow long.

The fat woman scolded and went downstairs.

After that, the woman relented for a few days.

Later, the woman did not come upstairs and knock on the door herself. Call the property security guard every now and then to harass.

When chatting with the security guard at the door, I realized that this woman's name was Zhao Xue.

Half a year ago, Zhao Xue's parents went to other places to take care of her brother's children, and Zhao Xue, who was originally renting a house, moved back to her parents' house.

The security guard said that this woman's personality is very strange, and it is not something that ordinary people can bear.

When you park, you can quarrel with the owner of the parking space next to you, and when the gas meter reader reads the meter, nine times out of ten you can have an unpleasant quarrel with the meter reader.

What's even more strange is that she even has to take care of what flowers are planted on the neighbor's balcony, saying that people affect the appearance.

Uncle Security was very incisive: "Such a woman, no wonder she is still single in her thirties, and whoever marries her is unlucky." ”

What is the narrow road of the enemy, it is about him and this fat woman.

When a friend saw that he was single, he had to introduce him to a blind date.

This blind date is Zhao Xue.

When I saw Zhao Xue in the restaurant, I reluctantly had a meal with her for the sake of my friend's face.

At the end of the blind date, he was very straightforward and made it clear that she was not his cup of tea, and he had no plans to find a girlfriend.

When the gang broke up at that time, Zhao Xue didn't say anything.

Later, his friend got angry with him, saying that he liked men, why didn't he say it earlier, and he went to harm other girls.

This, what is this operation?

For this reason, he specially found Zhao Xue once and asked her why she was talking nonsense in front of her friends.

Zhao Xue's eyes widened and she glanced at him.

"What did I say? If you're not interested in women, isn't there something wrong with your orientation? ”

Yes, the security uncle said yes, this kind of neurotic woman can't be provoked.

Unexpectedly, a few days later, the neighbors of the whole building looked at him with a strange look when they saw him.

One day, the security guard called him aside and looked at him from head to toe.

"Young man, I look quite energetic, young man, do you really have that kind of problem?"

He gritted his teeth, Zhao Xue, this woman, was born to be his nemesis.

When it rains in winter, the raindrops sweep into the open balcony with the help of the wind, and when you wake up at night, the balcony is full of water.

It rained for several days in those days, and his ex-wife Feng Min came to him because of the transfer of the real estate certificate.

By the way, he brought a few of his clothes from the previous house, and Feng Min said that since they were both divorced, it was not good to put his things on her side.

That day, the rain was not light, Feng Min saw the rainy balcony and said, "You are a big man, don't you know how to deal with the balcony?" ”

For this reason, he stopped working for half a month and closed the balcony.

It is inevitable that there will be a noise during the construction, and Zhao Xue downstairs came up to make trouble a few times, saying that the construction affected her rest.

He was speechless, precisely because he was afraid of affecting his neighbors, he was working during work and stopped during his break.

Zhao Xue works in a trading company, working from 9 to 5, how can it affect her?

During the Spring Festival, he had a stable year, and Zhao Xue downstairs stopped for some time.

I heard the security uncle say that I haven't seen Zhao Xue for a while, so I should have gone to my parents' house for the New Year.

Surprisingly, after the Spring Festival, the days became more and more peaceful.

Zhao Xue, the fat woman downstairs, should have moved and never came to harass her again.

When the little loudspeaker security uncle downstairs gossiped, he said that Zhao Xue found a boyfriend from outside the city during the Spring Festival, the boyfriend was good-looking and had a good job, and the only requirement was to let Zhao Xue go to his city.

So, such a small episode in his life is considered a thing of the past.