Chapter 63 Love Online Games (11)

Seeing that Chu Anran remained silent, Jian Ming suddenly felt aggrieved. To be honest, she didn't know where the grievance came from.Her eyes were slightly red, she pursed her lips, stood where she was, continued to look at Chu Anran with a hurt face, and vowed to have an answer.

"Then stay here, as long as you don't dislike it."

Chu Anran rubbed her nose with a helpless expression, but there was more complexity in the depths of her eyes.He has lived for 20 years, and his memories of when he was too young are blurred. After the age of seven, he has been accompanied by the cold eyes of others, and the hysterical madness of his mother because of begging.He knew how miserable his mother was in the eyes of others, he knew that he was an illegitimate child, he also knew who his father was, and he knew that he had a gentle and elegant elder brother who was incomparable no matter what.

He once longed for the so-called family relationship, and he also cared about the entanglements that are now irrelevant, but later, he understood that that world has never been incompatible with him.He has always been a loner, not because he is lonely, but because most people are unwilling to approach him.Based on his appearance, there were not many suitors, but after he revealed his family background without any scruples, they all left him in various ways.

Sour at first, then indifferent later, he realized that people who are not in the same world will never be together.Since the so-called biological mother died of alcoholism a year ago, he has become more and more silent and lonely. Although he hates that person, he knows that she is his last support. Without her, he will not have the last wall in this world .

"Really!" Jian Ming's eyes sparkled brightly, and she smiled like a flower. At the same time, she was a little surprised that the other party let go so easily.

Chu Anran's eyes were fixed, and he woke up from the memories, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, he nodded silently, and then walked upstairs with his eyes down.

If there is a fire that perseveres and recklessly breaks into the darkness, he can consider dyeing it black.

"Ding! The favorability of the target villain is increased by 20 points, and the current favorability is 10."

Which room do I live in?The prompt sounded suddenly, and seeing his back disappear at the corner of the stairs, Jian Ming smiled softly, silently swallowing back the words he wanted to utter.

This two-story building has a history of more than 20 years and occupies a small area. The first floor only has a kitchen, toilet, and a small living room.Jian Ming looked around, determined that it was impossible for her to live downstairs, so she picked up her suitcase and walked upstairs.The stairs are made of wood, and there is a slight creaking sound when stepping on them, as if there is an ancient history singing.

When you step on the stairs, there is a small wooden framed glass window directly opposite. The morning sun shines in, leaving a bright light on the wooden floor, and the jumping dust dances gently in it.Jian Ming was stunned for a moment, then peace and harmony suddenly came to her heart, she took a light step forward, as if walking towards the light.

"Which room do you live in? It used to be my mother's room." There is only one corridor upstairs, and there are two rooms on each side of the corridor. Chu Anran came out from the room on the left, looked at Jian Ming and said softly, he pursed his lips , and added: "After her death, the room was rearranged."

Jian Ming nodded, she said that she would not have any worries at all, after all, from a certain point of view, she herself is a dead person!

Seeing the other party's reaction, Chu Anran raised his eyebrows slightly, he took out a key to unlock it, and then handed it to Jian Ming: "It was just cleaned last week, you can clean it up a little bit."

As soon as the last words were spoken, Chu Anran turned around and returned to his own room. He closed the door behind his back and closed his eyes gently.Leaning his back behind the door, his body slid slowly, and he suddenly opened his eyes, which were shining brightly, revealing indifference and indifference like a long stream of water.The corners of his mouth slowly curled up, and he suddenly smiled. The smile was flamboyant and wanton, but it carried a coldness that couldn't be wiped away.

Outside the door, Jian Ming took the key and entered the room impatiently.The room is naturally small, and the light blue wallpaper is elegant. A single bed is located in the middle, and the matching purple and white checkered sheets are neat and clean. Next to the window is a slightly old coffee-colored desk with a log of the same color. Stools are placed under the table.

A small landscape painting is hung on the opposite side of the bed, with green trees, small flowers, blue sky, and the sun.Simple pattern, immature brushwork, not very good choice of color, it looks only a level higher than graffiti, but Jian Ming is very interested.In the plot, the shadow of this painting flashed past. It was Chu Anran's work, and it was completed by Chu Anran and his mother together, representing the warmth that was not much in the past.

Stretching out her hand to caress it lightly, Jian Ming raised her eyes to look at the white and dust-free fingertips, and smiled slightly.As long as it is not as hard as iron, as long as there is still softness in the heart, she thought, things might not be as difficult as imagined.

The room was very clean, Jian Ming just cleaned it and wiped off the dust before moving in.There was no wardrobe in the room, she pouted, and was going to buy one.Putting the suitcase beside the bed, Jian Ming stepped out of the door and walked downstairs slowly.Chu Anran is making breakfast, which is the most common fried rice with eggs, and the aroma is tangy.He consciously made a portion for two people, and when it was done, Jian Ming took the chopsticks and immediately ate with relish.

In all honesty, Chu Anran's cooking skills are only average, but it's Chu Anran who can't stand the chef!
Jian Ming was thinking while eating, and when she was about to finish eating, Chu Anran had already put down her chopsticks.He looked at her seriously, waited for her to swallow the last sip, and then quickly cleared the table before he said, "Since we're staying here, we'll make an agreement for three chapters."

"Another three chapters!"

Jian Ming blurted out, and after seeing Chu Anran's unfriendly eyes, she smiled embarrassingly, and waved her hand to show that she had no objection.

"I'm not your servant. If you want to live here, you must agree to three rules. First, you can't disturb me for anything. I'm used to being clean; second, you can't enter my room without permission, and I will do the same; third. , your living habits must be kept clean, I have a slight obsession with cleanliness, these three points for a short time, and the rest will be added later, I sincerely hope you can abide by it."

Chu Anran leaned back slightly, looked straight at Jian Ming, and said word for word, then he got up and took two printed papers from the side storage shelf: "The agreement is in duplicate, if you have no objection, you can sign it name."

Jian Ming looked at the two pieces of paper in front of him with embarrassment, and suddenly felt like signing a divorce agreement, ah no, it should be a marriage agreement.

She gave a thumbs up to her nonsensical brain hole, then took the signature pen without hesitation, waved her hand, and signed her name decisively.

There was a little smile in Chu Anran's eyes, he took one of them, and said solemnly: "I hope to have a happy cooperation in the future."

"Happy cooperation." Jian Ming nodded foolishly and agreed.

(End of this chapter)

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