The car drove from the old town to the new town where Fu Shiyu's apartment is located, passing through several viaducts and even crossing the sea-crossing bridge.

As soon as he got off the car, he was still in the basement, and Lu Airlines silently dragged three boxes of luggage into the elevator first.

Tang Xien, Aunt Wang, and Fu Shiyu took the next elevator.

In the elevator, Fu Shiyu put his hands in his pockets, staring indifferently at the changing number of floors, without saying a word.

Tang Xien was in a complicated mood, but because Aunt Wang was there, she didn't want to ask much.

First of all, she didn't figure out why Fu Shiyu lent her house to live in. Moreover, it is not very appropriate for her to live in Fu Shiyu's house like this.

She thought about it all the way, but she didn't come up with a clue. But when I thought that there would always be an Aunt Wang with her, and the safety of my life was greater than the sky, I could only do it for the time being, taking one step at a time.

Lu Airlines put down his luggage and left first.

Fu Shiyu stopped at the door of the two rooms closest to the living room, turned on the door and the lamp inside in turn, and said, "The hourly worker just cleaned the house yesterday, and these two guest bedrooms can live directly." ”

Aunt Wang helped Tang Xien walk over.

The two rooms are the same size and layout, Tang Xien stood at the door, looked around, and smiled at Fu Shiyu: "Yes, I like it very much." ”

"Rest early."

Seeing Fu Shiyu return to the master bedroom at the end of the corridor, Aunt Wang hurriedly moved Tang Xien's luggage into the room to tidy up.

Standing in the living room on crutches, Tang Sheen looked around the house and admired the living environment of top architectural designers.

This is her second visit to Fu Shiyu's house. Last time, because of an emergency, she didn't have a chance to take a good look, so she looked very carefully today, after all, she needed to stay in this space for a while.

She used to feel that the inheritor of a super wealthy family like Fu Shiyu was also a social celebrity, and the place where she lived was either a magnificent pile of various rich colors, or a domineering president-style black, white and gray.

But now, Fu Shiyu's home is very warm and natural.

When you enter the entrance, you will find a living room with a sense of space on the right. Beige dark pattern TV background wall, 100-inch ultra-thin TV; An L-shaped black leather sofa and beige solid wood coffee table with an oversized white fur rug underneath.

Connected to the living room is a wall-size, light-filled floor-to-ceiling window. There is a black leather chaise longue in front of the window, and behind the chaise longue is a row of bookcases that stand tall above the sky.

Tang Xien could almost imagine that for countless nights, Fu Shiyu was lying on this recliner with various foreign language books related to architecture in his hands, as if he was being embraced by the starry sky of City B.

To the left of the entrance is a simple bar, and further inside is a dining room with a high ceiling and an open kitchen. Tang Xien glanced at the door of the kitchen, although the kitchen was clean, there were all kinds of cooking utensils, it seemed that Fu Shiyu would occasionally cook by himself.

Baroque art tiles separate the living room from the dining area and continue into the living area.

On the left side of the living area is the guest bathroom and study, and on the right side are two guest bedrooms, which are the rooms where Tang Xien and Aunt Wang will live during this time. And the tail of the corridor is naturally Fu Shiyu's master bedroom.

Although Tang Xien was very curious about what the bedroom where the architect lived, the owner did not send an invitation, and she also learned to be obedient this time, so she rashly knocked on the door to see, in case Fu Shiyu had just taken a bath like last time, and only wrapped a bath towel or vacuum......

That's really embarrassing!

After walking around, Tang Xien was quite satisfied with this apartment with a perfect blend of industrial and modern atmosphere, and the idea of inviting Fu Shiyu to do creative design for the homestay became more and more intense.

She was about to take a look at it again, when Aunt Wang ran out with her mobile phone, "Lawyer Tang, your mobile phone has been ringing for a long time." ”

Tang Xien took the phone and looked at it, and immediately pressed it with a bad face. After a few seconds, the phone rang again.

After repeating this several times, Tang Xien patiently continued-

"Sheehan, are you alright?" Li Tao's voice was visibly concerned.

Tang Xien didn't answer, slowly walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, sat on Fu Shiyu's recliner, and watched the bright night view of the new district of City B.

Li Tao on the other end of the phone didn't get a response, and said to himself: "I know everything about the night." I've been to your house, you're not here, where have you been? Are there any injuries? ”

"It's fine. The door lock at home was broken, and I was staying at a friend's house temporarily. Tang Xien's tone was calm, not distinguishing between joy and anger.

"Which friend? Leman? I'll go to you right now. ”

"It's not Leman, don't bother her!" Tang Xien's voice suppressed impatience.

Li Tao on the other end of the phone seemed to say something again, and the impatience in Tang Xien's heart finally turned into anger: "Even if I live in a male friend's house, you can't care about it, master!" ”

She was so angry that her chest rose and fell violently, and after hanging up the phone, she still felt that it was not enough, so she turned off her mobile phone fiercely.

Aunt Wang, who was standing behind her, looked worried: "Lawyer Tang, are you okay?" ”

Tang Xien turned his back to her and waved his hand: "I'm fine, Auntie, you go to sleep first, don't worry about me." ”

Aunt Wang said "oh" timidly and went back to her room.

At this moment, she was the only one in the huge living room, just like this fucking thing, she could only bear it.

At night, when people's feelings are the most fragile, when the hustle and bustle of the day fades, she suddenly feels a little lonely.

Tang Xien looked at the night scene and was fascinated, not noticing that someone was walking towards her.