"Yan Xiaoxi, my brother will teach you a truth-" The man leaned against the door, his figure was slender, the proportions were excellent, and his voice was low and magnetic, which was particularly good, "The man's cloakroom, don't just enter,"

Mr. Yan didn't know what he saw, his pale eyes were deep, and his eyes were dark, "Otherwise, maybe something will happen?" ”

Analysis was a little unshady, so he looked at the man, how did he feel that the atmosphere was a little strange.

"Brother Han, I'll go to the toilet."

One of the best ways to ease the atmosphere is to get up and leave to calm down.

The man maintained the movement just now, moved his left foot to his right foot by two centimeters, looked at the figure of the child, and did not stop.

"Brother Han, this water heater is not broken!"

After hearing his voice, he saw his person, shook the water in his hand, and was a little puzzled.

Then I saw that we still had no expression on our faces, and put one hand in our pocket, "Yes, it's broken." "I really didn't feel weak at all, but my left foot moved back to where I was just now, which was a little more comfortable.

"It's not bad! I just watched it. ”

Xi didn't seem to see the man's movements, and the hand he was shaking stopped, and his delicate facial features were full of sincerity.

He really tried it just now, and it was very good, and the water temperature was still controlled.

"I'll take a look."

As he spoke, he saw a figure passing in front of him, I don't know if it was his illusion, it was a little hurried.

The focus fell on our Mr. Yan, went into the bathroom, and pressed the control button of the water heater very calmly, and then pressed the switch, but no water came out.

He hooked the corners of his lips, washed his hands in the tub, and turned to go out.

"Yan Xiaoxi, it's time for you to look at your eyes."

This time, the man leaned against the bathroom door and teased.

I couldn't understand it, and when I saw the man raise his eyebrows, I went in and tried the water heater, and sure enough, no water came out.

"No, it was fine just now."

I wondered, he really tried it just now, and it really worked, why can't it run now!

The man watched with interest as the boy tried the water heater over and over again, and when he bent over, he could still see a white waist and a wonderful arc.

His eyes flickered and darkened, and he went deeper.

Finally, I saw the young man turn around, and his delicate facial features looked at him with some suspicion.

"It can't be that I broke it!" Mr. Yan, who was super unreasonable, even told the truth in a calm tone, "I'm not that boring." ”

Indeed, in the impression of analysis, his cheap brother is really not a boring person, so the little doubt that was established immediately disappeared.

Maybe it's a mistake!

The poor child's eyes rose in doubt.

"I happen to know an ophthalmologist, do you want to ......?"

It's not too shameless, Mr. Yan is really a high-level person, leaning against the door and speaking calmly.

What can I say, I wondered if I really wanted to go to the hospital.

"Alright! Maybe I just read it wrong. ”

Words, not hearts, and total.

"Remember what my brother just told you?"

did not delve into this issue, and Mr. Yan walked towards the teenager and changed the topic.

Puzzled and puzzled, he once again complained about why he had grown so tall.

I was a little tired when I looked up to see his eyes.

"Yan Xiaoxi, I'm afraid there is a problem with your memory."

That's right, the man used an affirmative tone coupled with an affirmative sentence.

Analysis: How do you feel a little unlucky today?

Didn't he just ask a question?

Isn't it good to learn better?

"Then I'll say it again."

"My brother told you, don't enter a man's cloakroom."

In an instant, he found that the distance between the two was much closer, and he was even more tired when he looked up at him.

"Got it!"

It's so beautiful!

Analysis: Color is emptiness!

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True salvation is not victory after fighting, but the ability to find the strength of life and peace of mind in the midst of suffering.

– Albert Camus