Xia Jianjun went out to play cards and lost all night, and came home drunk with a group of friends, and sat down on the sofa as drunk as mud, "Transfer the money."

Xia Zhuo transferred all the money received in the mobile phone to him, and there were two elderly people who didn't know how to use the mobile phone, so she consciously tidied up the small stack of red bills and put them on the table.

Xia Jianjun checked the quantity and found that it was not the right number, so his expression changed immediately, and he asked her calmly, "What do you mean? There is not enough money."

Xia Zhuo was stunned for a moment, then became nervous unconsciously.

Is the money low?

she does not know.

The weird guy at the end of Tongzilou didn't make things difficult for her, he believed her when she showed the rental house signature form, and quickly transferred the money.

Looking at her expression, Xia Jianjun knew that she didn't dare to keep it private, lost the cards, and lost money. Seeing her silent appearance, she became more and more angry. He slapped the red money on the table in his hand, and his voice followedAfter several times, "You don't even understand what I'm asking you to collect rent, what else do you know other than reading those few lines of broken books?!"

"One household costs 900 yuan, and there are sixteen households in total. If you can't figure this out, what are you going to study?!"

"Which household is missing, get out and find someone who wants to come back. I know it will cause trouble for me all day long!"

The man's voice was loud, as if he wanted to take the opportunity to blow the roof over.

Before he uttered more ugly words, Xia Zhuo just frowned, and said softly, "Got it."

Xia Jianjun's virtue after drinking a little wine is no surprise to her.

The lighter she was, the more Xia Jianjun seemed to have punched the cotton, which only increased his sullenness.

Xia Jianjun's eyes were red, and he sat up on his knees, pointing his hands in the air as if to scold, Xia Zhuo turned around and picked up the rent collection form again, and walked out quickly, without giving him any time to go crazy.

The door closed with a "bang", and she vaguely heard the person behind her swear in a mixed dialect, "It's really a virtue like your mother."

Xia Zhuo paused for a moment when he stepped out, pursed the corners of his mouth, and endured it.

There's no point arguing with this guy.

At most, can bear it for another half a year, get admitted to university and leave here, and everything will be fine.

The distance on the road is not too far, Xia Zhuo returned to the Tongzilou, and checked while walking on the road, wanting to know which household was missed.

Today is her first time collecting rent and she has no experience. Most landlords now collect money on their mobile phones, but Xia Jianjun does not. It is also because here are generally short-term rentals, and there are mixed people who come and go.Know who is who, only accept face to face.

Xia Zhuo didn't mark the paper after receiving the money in the afternoon, and the more than a dozen transfer records were even more inconsistent.

Don't even know how to start, don't know where to start checking.

In the end, she chose the stupidest way, and then went door to door according to the rent collection table to ask. She should be somewhat impressed by the people who just received the money today.

After nine o'clock in the evening, everyone was full of wine and food, but there was only one girl in a white padded jacket shuttling through the tube and knocking on the door back and forth.

"Click." There was a sound, and the metal plate rubbed against each other slightly.

Chen Chaoyang left, Lu Fenghe was free now, squatted down, opened a can of cat food with his fingertips, and gave it to the cat he rescued today. The cat has warmed up in the house, but it is not close to people, a little shy.

Lu Fenghe put the can on the ground, so that the cat could eat it with confidence.He turned around and went to the bathroom, washed his face hastily, the water splashed on his face and hit the cut at the corner of his mouth, he didn't feel anything at first, but now he suddenly felt pain.

It can only be said that Dad's slap was really hard.

His parents had never slapped him since he was a child, and this slap seemed more like the strength he had accumulated for more than ten years.

He did what he should or should not do.

He stretched out his hand and tapped the corner of his mouth, like a pervert feeling aftertaste of pain, thinking of the impulsive things he did today, he even felt a little bit refreshed.

In short, it's not a loss to suffer this.

Drops of water hung on his chin, he wiped it with a towel and put it aside.

There was a knock on the door outside, Lu Fenghe turned around, his eyes accidentally glanced at the mirror, and he was startled when he looked at it without mental preparation.

The cold didn't heal and he came out to blow the air again, his face looked haggard as if he had smoked powder for two years.

Sitting next to the trash can like this is not like a beggar.

The person who came seemed to be persistent, and the knock on the door rang again.

Lu Fenghe had no choice but to open the door with this "beggar" face.

When he came out of the bathroom and walked halfway, he actually found that it was not his door, but the neighbor next door. It's just that the sound insulation of this broken building is too poor, and the knock on the crumbling security door sounded like thunder to him.

Xia Zhuo stood at the penultimate household near the top on the third floor. After checking it, it must be that this household forgot to accept it. She didn't ask about "Preparing for Tsinghua and Peking University" next to him.Not so forgetful.

When she raised her hand for the third time to knock on the door, the iron door creaked open.

But the one next door opened, the "Preparing for Tsinghua and Peking University".

The two looked at each other, and the scene was inexplicably funny.

The boy didn't speak, just looked at her, as if throwing a silent question mark.

Preparing for Tsinghua and Peking University: ?

Xia Zhuo realized that he might have disturbed the people by knocking on the door just now, and explained, "I missed a household today, and I can't contact the person. I'll come and collect it."

"He's not here." The boy was leaning against the door frame, lazily, the wound at the corner of his mouth seemed to have just touched water, and the surrounding area was flushed, "I guess he won't be here for a few days."

There is a photographer living next door, and he has gone out to follow and shoot for a few days.

Xia Zhuo frowned in embarrassment, she couldn't get in touch with her mobile phone, and she was not at home, so she couldn't take out the 900 yuan, and she would be scolded again when she went back.

The cold wind was biting, and she didn't answer the call. After a few seconds of silence, a mobile phone rang in his room. The young man gave her an understatement, turned back to the room, and closed the door behind him.

As soon as Lu Fenghe entered the room and picked up the phone, he heard the yelling of "Steamed buns, steamed buns, bean paste buns" from the side of the road, and his mother's voice came from the receiver in a hurry, "You still have a cold, just run out, what's the weather like now?"Don't you know, I'll go find you."

"not me."

Before Lu Fenghe finished half a sentence, he heard the other end say, "Don't run around, I'll be there soon."

Lu Fenghe opened his mouth, "Me."

"..."

Hang up right there.

At least let him say something.

Ten minutes later, a woman in her fifties carried a piece of clothing and came to the Tongzilou in a hurry. The moment Lu Fenghe opened the door, the voice-activated lights were startled in the corridor, and the lights turned on instantly.

The woman stood at the door, with some snow falling on her body, she gave him a worried look before reaching out to give him the clothes, "Go home first, I will let your father go."

Lu Fenghe didn't want to raise his hand to pick it up. He glanced over and saw his mother's white hair on the sideburns. He was silent for a few seconds, lowered his eyes, and took it.

Parents are much older than the parents of their peers. Ms. Song is an elderly mother, and she risked her life to give birth to him despite dissuasion., If there is a star, someone will find a way to pick it for him.

It sounds like a cool second-generation configuration, but he is nothing.

He is like a canary in captivity, a bird in a cage.

Can't break free, can't escape.

Lu Fenghe put on this coat and locked the door. When the security door closed, he suddenly wanted to sigh again, Lu Fenghe, the farce is over, and he will go back to being that stupid bird again.

Xia Zhuo sat at the top of the stairs, watching the old and the young go down here.

The woman frowned all the time, and the young man who followed behind was fooling around, and the two went downstairs silently to each other.

As the footsteps gradually drifted away, she shrank back, trying to make herself warmer, but she couldn't collect the rent, she didn't want to go home so early, or she was taking chances, and wanted to see if she could wait for the familyreturn.

She leaned against the rusted railing in a daze, her phone didn't have much battery left, and she didn't dare to play any more. Within a few minutes, there were sudden sounds of sloppy footsteps in the corridor.

Xia Zhuo unconsciously glanced down through the gap in the stairwell, and the boy who was walking up happened to look up, separated by one and a half floors and the rusty fence, the two eyes collided unexpectedly.

Maybe it was because of her burning eyes, the young man turned his eyes away first.

When Lu Fenghe returned home, he probably wouldn't come to Tongzilou again in a short time, and he just forgot to take the cat away.

Xia Zhuo didn't know him, counting this time just now, he met three times in total, so naturally he didn't need to say hello.

He walked upstairs lazily, and the girl who was three or four steps away from him was holding her legs, her posture looked a bit curled up, and her white cotton dress was wide and big, like a ball of soft cotton.

Xia Zhuo watched him walk towards him step by step, and when he passed by, there was a slight gust of wind and a cold, indifferent, very high-end fragrance.

Almost inaudible.

Not even sure it was on him.

She followed the boy's back and saw him coming in and out again, with an orange cat in his hand.

Xia Zhuo rested his chin and sighed, thinking to forget it, go home, being scolded will be scolded, it's better than freezing outside.

Lu Fenghe held the cat with one hand, and when he walked to the stairs, the girl just now had disappeared.

Xia Zhuo went home anxiously, but fortunately, there was no one at home, maybe Xia Jianjun was not convinced and went out to continue playing cards.

Tomorrow she will go to school early in the morning, and if she can hide for a while, it will be a while. When Xia Jianjun sobers up, he will still be able to talk well, and he will not scold her for trivial things.

The night was uneventful.

She even had a dream, which she forgot when she woke up, but she vaguely remembered that it was a good dream.

In the early morning, Xia Zhuo had just stepped into the school gate with his left foot on his back, and beside him, Chen Chaoyang was riding a bicycle very fast, wishing he could take off in place and fly into the teaching building.

The old man holding the tea mug in the guard room poked his head out and scolded, "What are you doing, who told you to ride a bicycle in the school?! Come down quickly!"

When the uncle put on his reading glasses and looked outside, there were already so many people that he couldn't tell who was who.

Chen Chaoyang was considered an active member of the class, he liked to play and make trouble but his grades were not bad, the teachers couldn't do anything about him.

Xia Zhuo was halfway up the stairs when he met someone at work and said, "Hey, Xia Zhuo, Old Yang just asked you to get your report card."

She nodded and said, "OK".

Xia Zhuo had been the monitor for half a year in a daze, except for running errands in the office, the position of monitor was useless.

She didn't go to the classroom, but walked in the direction of the teacher's office first.

After walking around the corner, he saw Chen Chaoyang, who just wished to fly into the teaching building, was standing at the door of the office with his schoolbag in his hand, talking to a tall, thin boy who wasn't wearing a school uniform.

The boy stood leaning against the wall in a loose posture as if he hadn't woken up, and the lazy "decadence" feeling spread to a few meters away.

Hearing his nasal sound, Chen Chaoyang asked a little more, "You haven't recovered from your cold yet. I thought you would come to the middle school next semester. The winter vacation will be in a few days. You might as well rest at home."

The boy against the wall said indifferently, "I don't want to stay at home, it's annoying."

Others are troubled by going to school, but he is troubled by staying at home, just the other way around.

Xia Zhuo approached, Xu Shi heard footsteps, the boy turned his head and glanced, his eyelashes drooping slightly, carelessly.

She was wearing her winter school uniform neatly, with her collar tightly pressed left and right, and her school uniform trousers had not been "reprocessed" with any trimming, and the trousers were hanging wide on the white sneakers.

Just like a templated good student.

The distance is very close, Xia Zhuo can see him clearly, the young man put a new Band-Aid under the corner of his eyes, the corner of his mouth is still blue and purple.

She took a look, then looked away, and stood at the door of the office and called out politely, "Report."

Xia Zhuo's voice was not loud, and then he heard a very light laugh beside his ear.

Like coming out of the nasal cavity.

Contemptuous, casual, seems to be laughing at her "good student" style.