He was happy with the house.

Students, of course, should be of good quality and inexpensive.

He moved in.

The landlady took good care of him.

It's like a big sister.

And she is also a gentle and beautiful big sister.

Time just passed slowly.

The Spring Festival came, and he didn't go home.

When he walked into the community, the grandmother downstairs stopped him.

Gave him a lunch box of dumplings.

"Poor child, celebrate the Spring Festival by yourself."

"No, I've lived with the landlord."

"This kid is still scaring the old lady, the mistress of that house has been dead for two years."

He stood there dumbfounded, holding his lunch box.

Eventually, he returned to the rental house.

Three years later, he graduated.

Got a good job. In the field.

Arrived at the place of work.

He rented a house first.

He put down the box in his hand.

"Love your new home? Wife"

A figure floated out of the box. "It's okay, the sun is a little stronger."

"It's okay, just buy a curtain."

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