(2) History of blood and tears in renting a house

She was so surprised that when she opened the door, she saw him holding a bouquet of roses in his left hand and a cup of milk tea in his right hand, looking at her with a smile.

She hadn't seen her for years, and the vague figure she had pieced together from her distant memories was suddenly clearly visible. Against the light outside the door, his silhouette was distinct, not tall, but much stronger, his shoulders appeared broad, the lines on his arms were undulating, and the immature student breath in his memory was gone. The bridge of the nose is high, and the dense beard stubble on the chin shows maturity.

She flickered, "Why are you here?" How not to say hello? ”

"If you're afraid, I'll come." He said softly, and lowered his head again, not daring to look into her eyes, as if her eyes were an abyss that would fall down if he looked at them.

She took the flowers and milk tea, and he lowered his head to take off the jade pendant around his neck and handed it to her.

"What?"

"Here you go." He stubbornly stuffed it into her hand, like a child giving his beloved candy to his close friends.

"I don't want it." She dodged and touched his cool, hard fingers.

"This is what my mother begged for in the temple, keep it safe, and I have never taken it down in seven years. Here you now", he said in a hurry, for fear that she would refuse again, and turned his head to the ground again, and said in a low but powerful voice, "I have been looking for you for a long time. "It's as solemn as if you were pouring out a secret that you have hidden in your heart for many years to a friend you trust so much.

"This is too expensive, don't." She insisted. Roses and milk tea can be collected, but the jade pendant is too valuable, how can she accept such a valuable thing when she meets, there is a strangeness and distance in her heart.

"You bite and try, really." He was joking. It's as if they haven't seen each other for a few years, but have known each other for a long time and have a familiar tone.

"I don't want it."

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The sun is setting like fire, the clouds on the horizon are framed with gold, and in the distance, the glass of high-rise buildings shines brightly. For the first time, she felt that these cold and unfamiliar reinforced concrete were so beautiful, and the rigid lines gave off a soft glow. She lowered her head and looked at the delicate roses, half melted by sweetness, half trying to stay awake - was this with him?

At the end of her three-month internship, she was assigned to a branch on the other side of the city.

It's going through formalities again, moving, renting a house. After work, she walked around the company, paying attention to the small advertisements posted on the walls of the community: single room rental, one kitchen and one bathroom, telephone: xxxxxx. She called one by one and agreed to see the house.

A tall, dark-skinned man in the agency rode an electric car and showed her around the streets.

"It's a three-bedroom, two-living room house. Spacious, big, and comfortable to live in. The intermediary man who kept her head introduced her in a strong Northeast dialect.

She pushed the door open. A musty, damp smell came to my nose, and the living room was cluttered with worn-out furniture. Three locks of the door tightly. She went further inside, only to see dishes and chopsticks arranged in a mess on the kitchen table. The pool had not been cleaned for a long time, and there were already mold spots on an unidentified object. She felt sick and covered her nose.

"It's a two-bedroom apartment. This house is inhabited by only one person, relatively few, as per your requirements. The man continued to introduce enthusiastically.

She pushed the door open again. It was exactly six o'clock in the evening. I saw a middle-aged uncle in slippers, * wearing his upper body. The fat on the belly is piled up, like a smooth shaved pig's belly on a butcher's board. He sat there playing a game with a cigarette in his mouth. The crackling of keyboards and the pungent smell of smoke made her feel uncomfortable. Seeing her come in, the uncle grinned at her with a face full of meat, and she got goosebumps all over her body, so she slammed the door and left.

"It's also a two-bedroom apartment, as you ask, don't be a middle-aged man, it's a woman with a three-year-old boy. I think it meets your requirements. The intermediary man shook his head helplessly.

Li Xiaocan pushed open the door. The floor was wiped clean, and there was nothing extra on the table. The house is full of neatness and cleanliness because of women. Li Xiaocan's heart finally felt a little more comfortable. The woman's clothes were hanging on the balcony. A piece of coffee table is clear. But she always felt that something was wrong. A woman alone with a child, what about the child's father? Are children noisy at night? There are too many questions, maybe you will become this woman's punching bag. There must be a story behind this woman, but Li Xiaocan doesn't want to hear or understand this story.

"This is a three-bedroom apartment, according to your requirements, all of them are young people, all of whom have just graduated, I think you should have a lot of common topics." The man from the agency was patient and introduced to her again.

She pushed open the door, and the three-bedroom apartment had been divided into six small rooms. Only a narrow aisle remains. Near the door, the garbage bags outside the door are stacked with fast food boxes, half a bucket of instant noodles, and Durex bags. Some white wall ash fell from the walls of the partition room. She tapped with her hand, and could hear the sound of thump, this soundproofing effect. She smiled bitterly, if it was the middle of the night, wouldn't it be impossible to sleep.

The only thing left was a small balcony with a few crumpled men's panties and a few lace bras hanging diagonally. In one corner of the bathroom, toilet paper has been piled up as high as a hill and completely covers the trash can. She turned away again.

"What kind of house do you really want? Houses above 500 and below 1000 are probably like this, if you want to live in a better house, it will be at least above 1000. "The intermediary man is running out of patience.

"As long as there are no men, as long as there are no partitions." She thought for a moment and kept her request to a minimum.

"Okay, there's one set left, it's a three-bedroom apartment, go and see." This is the house we just took from the owner, and the hygiene is relatively good, it should meet your requirements. ”

Li Xiaocan walked in, indeed, there was a light yellow background wall and a large LCD TV hanging in front of him. A brown sofa, not very new, but still looks relatively comfortable. There are also some art paintings hanging on the walls. The room is clean and tidy, the wooden wardrobe material is thick, and as soon as you open it, there is a smell of wood coming to your nose, and there is no smell of cheap rental. The key is that there is a bathroom in the room, the master bedroom. You can also keep a few pots of greenery on the window, such as her favorite succulents and moon seasons. Although the price is 800, which is slightly higher than what I saw before, it is worth it. The doors of the other rooms were locked, and there were no occupants yet. She felt that the house was more satisfied, so she signed a contract on the spot, and after paying 2,400 yuan, the amount of money left on the card was only three digits. This should be the best condition and the most homely style house. She plans to move all her belongings the next day and stay here for a long time.