I don't buy a few bags of instant noodles to eat them in one meal, but to eat one bag at a time with the noodles in a tube, so that I can eat more smoothly with instant noodle condiments, save money and satisfy my appetite, which is also the life experience accumulated by years of working outside.

This night, I also had dinner with a comedy movie, packed everything including myself, lay down on the bed and just turned on the laptop, and the work-specific mobile phone rang.

Worst! I remembered forgetting to turn off this phone, so I had to plug it in.

"Hey, hello."

"Hello, is it Master Cheng?"

"I am."

"You said on the phone today that you put the courier in the commissary next to the community, why didn't I find it?"

"What neighborhood are you? What is your name? ”

……

Quickly searching for the information provided by the recipient in his mind, he replied from memory: "I was afraid of rain, so I put it under the counter in the door, and you can look for it." ”

"Then I'll take a look."

"Okay, if you can't find it, contact me again."

"Found it, right under this counter, thank you."

"No thanks, goodbye."

I hung up the phone and immediately turned off the phone, muttering in my heart: I can't look for more, disturbing my quiet at night, I was so scared that I thought I had lost it.

Although I was dissatisfied, I didn't dare to show it when I answered the phone, after all, if the courier really couldn't find it, it would be compensated at the least, and it would be fined, at least a few hundred oceans would be gone.

Lie in bed and watch a movie. I don't know if it's because of the plot of the movie, or because of the sound of rain constantly knocking on the windowsill, and the relaxed mood feels a little heavy.

I got out of bed and walked to the balcony, looking at the waves set off by the rain dropping into the stagnant water under the street lamp, as if dripping in my heart, and lost my mind for a while.

"Drip ...... ......"The sound of the horn of the night return vehicle woke me up from my empty daze, and I felt lonely at this moment. As the graduation time goes by, there are fewer and fewer classmates and friends to chat, and everyone is busy in their own lives.

Just as I turned around and was about to go back to my room, I thought about finding someone to share a room.

I've been thinking about finding someone to share with since I moved in. The three-bedroom house, except for one used by the landlord to put sundries, one used to live, and one was always empty. I'm a simple boy and don't have that many groceries to put in, so the room was left empty and dusty. I used to worry that my roommate would be unreliable or that it would be inconvenient for me to live casually, so the problem of sharing a house dragged on. Now that I think about this problem, I feel that if I can reduce my rent expenses and talk to each other, it is a big deal to spend more time and wait until I find the right person to rent again.

Once you've made up your mind, find a personal phone and send a message to the landlord for advice.

Soon the landlord replied with a message: Yes, you have to pay attention to choosing a good tenant, and there are still things that you need to solve.

Looking at the information with a wry smile, it is true that if the tenant has any problems, it is up to me to deal with them.

At this time, the landlord came another message: it is better to be a girl, love to be clean.

Speechlessly looking at the second message.

Opposite-sex sharing has never been seriously considered by me, and I have never had the luxury of expecting that the matter of living alone under the same roof will fall on me, which is tantamount to a problem.

But this is the landlord's request, and he can only reluctantly reply: Okay!

After all, I agreed.

With the mentality of buying lottery tickets, I posted a co-rental post on a local forum. I originally wanted to add girls only to the post, for fear that others would suspect me of bad intentions, so in the end I replaced it with a girl who preferably loves cleanliness.

The shared housing sticker was posted for two days, and I received a lot of phone inquiries, which proved that this community is still very popular. Some couples want to share a room, and they simply refuse to make such calls. Joke! I'm still single, have you considered my feelings when you share a house? There are also calls from girls who live alone, but when they heard that they were going to share a room with a single boy, they all retreated. Of course, there were also boys who wanted to share a house, but in view of the landlord's request, they reluctantly refused.

Make development posts every day, look at the rising number of views, and sigh that finding a shared house of the opposite sex is really a winning probability.

The landlord called that morning.

Looking at the screen of the mobile phone, I thought to myself, did the landlord find out that there was no restriction on men and women or did he change his mind and not allow the sharing of the house?

"Hey, hello host."

"Xiao Cheng, are you going to work?"

"I'm having breakfast, I'll be there in a minute."

"Two days ago, I said I wanted to find someone to share a room, did you find it?"

"Not yet, it's not easy to find."

"That's good."

Suddenly, my heart "chuckled".

"I know you're busy and don't necessarily have time to find tenants. There are two girls who want to stay for a while, and they are friends and relatives. When a friend inquired before, you didn't say that you wanted to find someone to share the apartment, so I refused. After hearing what you said, I contacted my friends and knew that they had not yet found a house, and they could accept a shared apartment, so I asked if you could live together? ”

Regardless of the rollercoaster ups and downs of the mood, he hurriedly said: "Sister, if you think those two girls are okay, I have no opinion." ”

The landlord continued: "I don't know those two girls either, they were introduced by a friend. I only heard that they are going to intern here for a while, and it seems that they are in the hospital not far from the community, and they want to find a place to live nearby. Because it's not a long-term rental, the room is not easy to find. If it's appropriate for you to talk about it, I'll call them later. ”

"Okay, thank you, big sister. You asked them to contact me. ”

After hanging up the phone, I sighed with a spring breeze on my face: Are you going to be lucky? It's really a good thing for me to share a house with the opposite sex.

Every time my private phone rang, I was hopeful to get through, and in the pile of unfamiliar numbers, except for some of the early calls from the now-deleted shared housing post, the rest were advertising harassing calls.