Lian Qing held the cake lit with candles and said, "Zhou Xinglan, happy birthday." ”

A bright smiling face was painted on the cake, and the birthday card on the head was handwritten, and the ink had not yet dried.

It is written - Zhou Xinglan, I wish you a happy day.

The cake was taken home by Zhou Xinglan.

Because the new assistant won't let him eat more!!

Obviously it was a cake for him! He only let him eat one piece a day!

When he got off work, Zhou Xinglan had a long face, but his action of carrying the cake box was very steady and steady.

Lian Qing remembered what she had heard today and quietly followed him.

The apartment where Zhou Xinglan lives was arranged by the company, and it stands to reason that the security measures in the place where the artists live will not be bad.

But the graffiti on the walls that hasn't had time to be washed off doesn't say so.

The effect of the abusive words is magnified by the red paint.

"Zhou Xinglan plagiarized the dog!"

"Zhou Xinglan is ungrateful!"

"Wolf heart and dog lungs!"

And the east and the west—"Die!" ”

Lian Qing was behind Zhou Xinglan, watching him stand in front of those words for a while, and then quietly entered the apartment with a cake.

She didn't know what Zhou Xinglan's expression was now, but her expression must be very ugly.

The branch that he was holding in his hand was broken.

Before she could make a sound, she disappeared into her hand.

She waited downstairs for a while longer.

Not long after, Zhou Xinglan, who had changed into a black sportswear, came down again.

He had a tool for cleaning the paint in his hand, and he was very skilled in wiping those words with the community property uncle.

The uncle sighed and said to him, "Xiao Zhou, go back and rest, let's just get this." ”

Zhou Xinglan didn't speak, just kept wiping and wiping as if those words had a grudge.

The people around the property uncle said to him: "Forget it, let him go, and let the child vent on his own." ”

"It's not easy......"

"It's the third time this month, and those black fans are too much."

"Who's to say it isn't?"

Lian Qing looked up at the sky, went home to get a coat and came back.

The next morning, before Zhou Xinglan went to work, he habitually looked up at the wall.

Then he was stunned.

The red words on it are gone, and the walls are pitted as if they have been directly dug out.

The property management personnel gathered around one place and kept exclaiming.

Zhou Xinglan vaguely heard his name.

He leaned over and saw a beautiful rainbow painted on it, with the words written on it.

Zhou Xinglan, love you.

Zhou Xinglan stared at the handwriting for a long time and smiled.

The property managers looked at the rainbow and the messy wall, and were speechless.

"This has to be repainted, right?"

Zhou Xinglan coughed lightly: "Can you let me take a picture first?" ”

Although he tried to pretend not to care, there was a smile and a light in his eyes.

Lian Qing clapped her hands with satisfaction and walked to the subway station.

Her employer was a pitiful little one to be protected.

After passing through a relatively quiet stretch of road, I saw several young people wearing masks.

They look around with their bags on their backs, but they don't always look at others.

As soon as someone approaches, they panic and duck away, or pretend to chat.

Lian Qing raised her eyebrows, and on the premise of hearing them, she found a place far away to sit down.

"You're not mistaken? Our graffiti has been washed off? ”

"How could you be wrong! What a big chunk! ”

"What then? Shall we go again? ”

"I can't get in! I've tried it a long time ago! ”

"Didn't I give you a piece of information about how many of the residents here? You just say that you are delivering a courier, and the head of the household is not at home, so you are asked to put your things at the door! ”

"No! The doorman is very treacherous now, let me put it directly in the guard's room! ”

"What about takeaways? Can you say it's a takeaway delivery? ”

"Why don't we try again tonight?"