That night, Star Swirl slept peacefully in Mr. X's arms, as if his only harbor was around her.

In the early morning, she woke up to the aroma of coffee, and the winter sun was shining on her body, warm. He yawned and tried to arch into the man's arms, but the place next to him was empty.

"X-" Star Swirl stood up, craneing her neck to search for him.

"Awake?" He came out of the kitchen, stained with some smoke and fire.

Star Swirl breathed a sigh of relief and lay back down, saying a little sleepily, "Let me sleep for a while." ”

"Little lazy worm, didn't you say that you would go out to investigate today?" Mr. X touches Star Swirl's fluffy little head and squints comfortably as he watches her.

"Isn't everything that's too good not real?" She looked at the man in front of her, and suddenly she wanted to throw away all hatred for a moment, but it was only for a moment.

He smiled: "Think a lot. Put a small bowl of cat rice in front of her: "Go out after eating." ”

The two went out together, and according to the positioning given by Le Qi, they found the location of the Maple Leaf Community.

"Is there really anyone living in such a remote community?" Star Swirl sighed.

The courtyard was encased in a dark gray wall, and the rusty iron gates opened on either side, and there seemed to be only one entrance. All the way in, I didn't see any figures.

"According to the peeling off of the wall skin of the building, it is estimated that this community has a history of more than 20 years." Mr. X touched his chin and continued: "The environment is quite clean, and the weeds in the yard are also cleaned up. ”

Walking in front of Building Three, Star Swirl suddenly smells a strange smell wafting through the air, not unpleasant, but making her want to sneeze.

The old-fashioned buildings have no elevators and are only seven storeys high. The long hallway was pitch black, the target address was on the first floor, and when he walked to door number 104, Mr. X knocked on the door.

Half a minute later, a crack opened in the door of 103 next door.

"Hello." Mr. X walked to the room, but the owner of 103 didn't seem to want to face them, and the door to the room stopped with only a crack open.

There was no light in the room, and the light shone through the gap on the face of the person who opened the door, it was a middle-aged man who had thanked the top, his face was pale, his eyes were dark, and he seemed to often stay up late, and his mental state was very bad.

The man cast an inquiring look: "What are you knocking on the door of 104 for?" The people who lived inside had long since moved out. ”

Moved out early? Where will the man and the man stay late at night?

Mr. X smiled kindly: "That's right, I plan to rent a house in this community, and the landlord has asked me to see the house here." ”

When the words fell, the man's reaction was very strange, and he smiled at them and closed the door again.

What's the situation? While he was thinking, there was the sound of footsteps upstairs, and a figure slowly descended the stairs in the dark: "Why haven't I heard that someone is coming to see the house?" ”

The person who came was an old woman, who was holding on to the handrail of the stairs and walking down tremblingly, until she came to them, and began to look Mr. X up and down.

"With a cat, maybe you can see something." The old man stared at Star Swirl's amber eyes, a strange smile on his face.

"You're a landlord?" Mr. X asked.

The old man's eyes rolled on him again, and he replied, "Long-term rent or short-term rental?" ”

"Can I go in and see the room?" Mr. X asked, pointing to room 104.

"You're going to rent this?" The old man asked with a surprised expression.

"Is there anything wrong with this?" Mr. X asked.

The old man coughed twice and replied, "It's not a big deal, you can come with me to get the key." ”

The two followed until they reached the end of the corridor, and the old man opened the door of the deepest room and took out a long set of keys from inside: "Short-term rental starts for a week, long-term rental for more than half a year, the price is of course long-term rental is more cost-effective." ”

Walking back to Door 104, the old man inserted a key into the lock, took a deep breath, paused, and turned the key as if he had made up his mind.

The door creaked open, and the dilapidated room came into view. It was damp and dark, with cobwebs coiled in the corners and mottled walls.

"No one has lived here for a long time, but if you clean it, you can still live there." Seeing Mr. X's disgusted face, the old man coughed a few more times: "The price, I can give you the lowest." ”

"No, how much do I have to pay for a short-term rental?" He asked, pulling out his wallet.

"Five hundred...... Not much. The old man's gaze fell on his finely crafted leather wallet, and he sighed, "Someone who has come for the rumors again." ”

"What rumors?" Mr. X asked, handing the money to the old man.

The old man took the key and gave it to him, just shook his head, turned around and went upstairs.

The strange smell grew stronger as the door closed the room, and Star Swirl asked, "You don't really plan to live here, do you?" ”

With dust everywhere and mold on the worn furniture, Mr. X frowned and stood on a relatively clean ground and asked, "Does the energy lock react?" ”

Star Swirl shook her head, "The IP address that Lucky found points here, since 104 has been empty for a long time, could it be a neighbor?" ”

"Come back after dark." Mr. X walked out with his mouth and nose covered.

As soon as I walked to the door of the unit, I was greeted by a hurried figure, if Mr. X hadn't avoided it in time, he would have bumped into it.

"Oops," the person who came didn't stand firmly, and almost fell to the ground, "Where did you come from a ...... who doesn't have long eyes" She was halfway through her words, her eyes swept over Mr. X, and she immediately changed her tone: "It's all my fault that I'm in too much hurry, are you ......?" ”

"New tenants." He replied lightly.

The woman was wearing a light brown tweed coat, and her plain face was not powdered, and she looked a little out of place in the community, and she asked, "Which room?" ”

“104。”

The woman's face changed, but she was not as unhappy as 103 people to continue to face them, took out a business card from her pocket and handed it to Mr. X, and smiled mysteriously: "Walk, right?" ”

The business card reads: Guan Yulan, editor of the Urban Essay Society.

Mr. X took the business card and did not deny it: "You are also here for 104?" ”

The woman looked around and said in a low voice, "It's better not to say it here, I also rented a house in this neighborhood," she looked at the corridor, "Why don't you go in and say?" ”

Star Swirl was speechless, the claws on Mr. X's shoulders sharpened the material of his coat, and he smiled and refused, "I have something to do, let's talk about it next time." ”

The woman's eyes showed a hint of regret, and she asked again, "Are you moving in today?" ”

Mr. X had already turned away, and his tall back gradually disappeared into the wind and snow.