It is a standard two-family apartment on the first floor, and the blue protective film on the liver-colored door has not been torn off.

Cheng Qingzhang stood in front of the door, looking down at the ground, where a red carpet was placed.

He lifted the carpet, took out two keys connected in series with a red string underneath, and opened the door.

This is a four-bedroom apartment divided into three separate rooms. The door opens to a narrow corridor, with log-colored wooden doors on both sides and at the end of the corridor.

Cheng Qingzhang used a smaller key to open the room facing south on the right.

The aisle behind the door has a built-in one-line counter for cooking. A row of 80 cm shoe cabinets is placed opposite the counter. The functional area at the entrance is separated by a glass door.

Inside is the living area connected to the bedroom, equipped with basic living facilities, the bathroom is separated by a glass door, and the room outside the bed is a large balcony facing south, where clothes can be dried and washed.

Overall, the design of this room is compact, which can meet the basic needs of life. The decoration is quite satisfactory, and the decoration is new and clean.

Cheng Qingzhang went downstairs to buy a trash can and a mop. When he wiped the furniture with a rag, he saw the warranty card in the refrigerator compartment. This room should be rented out for the first time.

He wiped the corners of the room carefully, mixed disinfectant with clean water, and mopped the floor again.

After doing all this, a long time has passed, he sat on the bed and took a breath.

He lay on the bed, and through the large, spotless windows of the balcony, the lights of several buildings across the street were lit, and thousands of families squeezed into the tall matchboxes, leading a plain but normal life.

Cheng Qingzhang curled up little by little on the mattress without bedding, like a newborn baby, using the posture of absorbing nutrition in the mother's body, gaining courage in this strange environment, and forcing himself to face the cruel world.

About half a minute later, Cheng Qingzhang sat up again, with a stern expression on his face, and his eyes returned to indifference.

He neatly put his things away, locked the doors and windows, and left the room.

When he went out, he yelled fiercely at the door.

After he closed the liver-colored door, his high-spirited voice, who was killing all directions in the game, was also locked in that small suite.

He remembered that when he was very young, he also had a life without worries.

After the aunt disappeared, Cheng Dahai took Ren Lan, who seemed to have received a windfall, to live in the two-bedroom apartment of the aunt.

Ren Lan is a very diligent woman. She cherishes the house and wipes the furniture spotless every day. He can also run freely at home.

That was probably the only happy time the family ever had.

Cheng Qingzhang accepted the status quo of his family when he was very young, and the situation is much better now than before.

Just wait a little longer, what others have, he can also get a little bit.

Cheng Qingzhang's eyes became firm.

Cheng Yuzai slept very restlessly.

He watched the time go by on the bedside alarm clock, and in the middle of the night he had to force himself to fall asleep as soon as possible.

But my mind was stuffed like a bag of cotton without substance, crowded and unable to sort out my thoughts.

When he finally fell asleep in a daze, there was a knock on the door, "Master Cheng, are you up yet?"

Cheng Yuzai struggled to open his eyes, the sky was dim outside the window, and when he looked at the time, it was only five forty.

Cheng Yuzai groaned twice, rolled around on the bed unwillingly, and then began to put on his clothes with a sleepy face.

When he went downstairs, it was already 5:50, and his aunt brought his breakfast to the table, with a somewhat awkward expression on his face, wanting to urge but afraid of making Cheng Yuzai angry by saying the wrong thing.

Cheng Yuzai scanned the living room on the first floor around the dining table: "Why didn't you see Ning Yinian?"

The aunt observed the expression of the employer's fiancee: "The young master is already waiting in the car."

Hearing this, Cheng Yuzai raised his eyebrows slightly.

He was born fair and well-behaved, with a pure and unaffected appearance, which was completely different from his employer, who looked polite but was actually particular about being difficult to get along with. He looked like a well-raised boy.

Auntie took off her cautiousness: "The young master is already waiting for you in the car outside. He has class before six o'clock and has been waiting for you downstairs for ten minutes. If it's too late, get in the car first."

Cheng Yuzai had just picked up the chopsticks, and when he heard this, he quickly stuffed a fried dumpling into his mouth, took the delicate buns on the plate with both hands, and walked out with the bag.

Auntie has taken care of Ning Yinian for many years, no matter how anxious Ning Yinian encounters, she always takes her time, and she has never seen him flustered.

She thought that children of the same class as the Ning family should pay attention to their manners like Ning Yinian, but she didn't expect the young master's fiancee to be such a casual person.

"Master Cheng, don't worry, the driver will come back to pick you up after delivering the young master." The aunt hurriedly called Cheng Yuzai to stop.

Cheng Yuzai waved at his aunt and walked towards the yard without looking back.

Before the car started, Cheng Yuzai took three steps in parallel, opened the rear door and got in.

The driver didn't expect Cheng Yuzai to get into the car suddenly, and was startled

Ning Yinian looked at the person who suddenly jumped up, frowned, his face immediately sank, and said to the driver, "Drive."

"Okay, young master." The driver hurriedly responded and started the car.

Cheng Yuzai swallowed the fried dumplings in his mouth, but did not give Ning Yinian his eyes.

This villa is only about ten minutes on foot from No. 1 Middle School, and the driving time is even shorter.

Both of them regarded each other as air, and the car arrived at the main entrance of No. 1 Middle School in a short while.

Cheng Yuzai was about to open the door and get out of the car after finishing the two buns in his hand.

Ning Yinian's deep and magnetic voice came, "You wait five minutes before getting out of the car."

Cheng Yuzai paused when he pushed the door, then turned to look at Ning Yinian.

Ning Yinian had a cold and handsome face, with a gloomy look on his face, and the tight corners of his brows showed his coldness of rejecting others, "I'll get off the car first, and you can enter the school when there are fewer people."

A look of surprise flashed in Cheng Yuzai's eyes, and he suddenly understood, "Are you afraid that people will see you come to school with me in the morning?"

Ning Yinian's eyebrows were full of awe, and he didn't give Cheng Yuzai a look. His slender fingers pulled the door handle. Before the door was opened, the car suddenly swayed.A figure who deliberately opposed him looked over.

Cheng Yuzai got out of the car the moment Ning Yinian opened the door, and when he closed the door, he did not miss Ning Yinian's livid face, and the gloom in his heart was swept away.

If Ning Yinian spoke well, he could let Ning Yinian go first because Ning Yinian had been waiting for him for ten minutes in the morning.

He also knew that Ning Yinian wanted them to enter the school one after the other, but Cheng Yuzai didn't care about Ning Yinian's purpose.

Before entering the school gate, Cheng Yuzai looked at the car, and saw that the low-key black car was still parked in its original position. He checked the time, and it was past six o'clock, and the car was still motionless.

Cheng Yuzai looked away calmly and walked towards the first group.

When he left yesterday, the hero's face was ugly, and he didn't reply to his message afterwards. Cheng Yuzai was a little worried about his relationship with the hero.

Thinking of what happened yesterday, Cheng Yuzai's face was slightly solemn, he loved the weird atmosphere between Ning Yinian and the hero.

Although the two did not communicate much verbally, their emotions would be transmitted to the cerebral cortex through the senses.

When arrived at the classroom, thought that he should be the first to arrive at such an early time.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened the back door, he saw Cheng Qingzhang sitting in the last row flipping through books with downcast eyes.

The stern profile suddenly came into view, and Cheng Yuzai took a breath. Even though he was both male, Cheng Yuzai had to admit that the male protagonist did have a handsome face that he would never tire of seeing. His facial features were extremely delicate, but he did not look feminine.

When Cheng Qingzhang heard the sound, he looked sideways slightly, and when he saw that it was Cheng Yuzai, he was also stunned, and his indifferent face slowly turned a little bloody.

"Good morning, study tyrant!" Cheng Yuzai smiled when he caught the male lead's gaze.

Cheng Qingzhang only looked at it once, then looked away, and nodded slightly with his face sideways.

"study tyrant, I accidentally took it back yesterday." Cheng Yuzai hesitated for a while, then handed the notebook to Cheng Qingzhang.

There is the letter written by Cheng Qingzhang. Cheng Yuzai hesitated for a moment, and if he didn't say anything about the letter, let's pretend that he hadn't opened it.

Seeing the notebook, Cheng Qingzhang fixed his eyes and reached out to take the notebook.

"I'm sorry! study tyrant! I was too busy going back yesterday, so I didn't have time to look at the homework, and I didn't do the homework you assigned." Cheng Yuzai scratched his head pretendingly, squeezed in from the gap between Cheng Qingzhang's chair and the wall, and spread out Cheng Qingzhang's yesterday's book.The subject that he was advised to go home to preview indicated that it was indeed impossible for him to notice the letter.

Cheng Qingzhang frowned slightly when he saw Little Omega's hasty explanation. He stuffed the notebook into the desk, and said in a cold tone, "It's okay, how did you go back yesterday?"

"It's okay!" Cheng Yuzai hastily denied. He remembered the message he sent to the hero yesterday, "Did you visit the house yesterday?"

Cheng Yuzai said to himself: "The house should be okay. My friend said it was newly renovated. Although it's not big, it's close to No. 1 Middle School. It was rebuilt by their family. They don't expect to make money. It's better than paying property fees empty-handed.If it is possible, the contract can be signed this afternoon, and the monthly rent is this amount.”

Cheng Yuzai stretched out his finger to compare a number, and when he was talking about the price, he still pressed down a little.

Cheng Qingzhang stared at Cheng Yuzai's slightly bulging eyes, as if he didn't believe him. Although the little Omega's face was natural, there was a faint anxiety between his brows.

He paused, lowered his eyes, and said softly, "The price is very suitable."

Cheng Yuzai breathed a sigh of relief: "Then do you want to rent it?"

"When will your friend come in the afternoon?" Cheng Qingzhang's tone remained unchanged.

Seeing that the male protagonist did not have doubts about the rent below the market price, Cheng Yuzai relaxed, "He will put the contract in the room in the afternoon, and then we can go over and sign it, and I will hand over his contract to him..”

"it is good."

The matter of renting a house was settled so smoothly. The stone in Cheng Yuzai's heart dropped a little, and Cheng Qingzhang suddenly said, "Whenever I'm free, I'll invite you to have dinner with your friends."

Cheng Yuzai's pupils shrank suddenly, what a joke, the male protagonist saw Yuan Wen, not to mention what the male protagonist would think, Yuan Wen's mouth alone was enough to make him tense, "No need! We are so busy with schoolwork, how could weSuch a coincidental time."

Cheng Qingzhang seemed to expect to be rejected, and there was no emotion in his voice."Really? That's a pity."

The corners of Cheng Yuzai's lips drooped, and he suddenly thought of another thing, "By the way, study tyrant, Zhou Xiayang asked me if I could take him to make up lessons. I think that house is close to No. 1 Middle School, and I just have time after school in the afternoon..."

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