Everyone Thought I Was Born Again

,"What did he say?"

In fact, Shen Jing already had some guesses in his heart.

"Say you like a man, hey, this kid doesn't keep his mouth shut, he needs to clean up!" Chen Ming was still cheerful, "Shen Jing, when will I come back and I will pick you up in person! Miss Chen Ming is going to pick up the wind for you. !"

Shen Jing didn't speak, and was a little confused. He really had a showdown with his family, but he didn't want to make this matter known to everyone, but it was a matter of sexual orientation, and he didn't get to the point where he wanted to publicize it.

As soon as he fell silent, Chen Ming didn't notice it, but Chen Mi immediately realized something was wrong. He snatched the phone from his old sister's hand, and was silent for a while, and asked tentatively, "Shen Jing? Do you like me?"

"Huh? What?" Shen Jing was at a loss, "Where did you want to go?"

I do not deny that I like men, and I deny that I like Chen Mi.

Chen Mi knew it, Chen Ming listened, grabbed the phone, and kicked Chen Mi by the way, she said with a smile, "Shen Jing, you haven't said when you're coming back? You've been discharged from the hospital, Are you healed? Hurry back to take the exam and try to make friends before the midterm!"

Regarding Shen Jing's suspension from school, his family has always announced that he is unwell, but has never told the real reason.

"Put your hopes on Chen Mi, maybe he can play an extraordinary performance." Shen Jing walked to the kitchen, and didn't see the broom. When he looked back, there were clear footprints on the floor. How thick should it be?

He has never lived in such a house before, and even the environment on campus is much better than here.

Shen Jing is too aware of his father's temper. If he doesn't compromise for a day, he will have to fend for himself outside, but Shen Jing never thought about compromise on this matter. He is such a person and doesn't like it. Reluctantly, and too lazy to force.

"Shen Jing, are you not coming back?" Chen Ming seemed to throw something on the ground, making a thumping sound, and the rustling sound sounded again, "Are you in your hometown now?"

"Don't go back," Shen Jing walked to the kitchen with the phone in one hand and the watermelon in the other. He tried the faucet in the kitchen, and found that the water still came out. It was a surprise. He was really in a predicament. Satisfied, he took out a paper towel from his backpack and soaked it in water, ready to wipe the kitchen counter, "In my mother's hometown, somewhere you don't know."

"Give me your location address, and I've packed everything." Chen Ming said breathlessly.

Shen Jing seemed to hear a "bang" over there, the sound of the suitcase being closed, he raised his lips happily, and squeezed the wet paper in his hand. A small clump.

"I have class on Monday, the new school." He looked at the paper ball in his hand, stared at it a few times, and finally threw a small ball of tissue into the trash can beside his feet.

"Tomorrow, Chen Mi and I will be there." Chen Ming said immediately, "Shen Jing, I haven't seen you in March, can you give me some love?"

"Yes, take the car to the suburbs, go to the terminal, and I'll pick you up when you arrive." Shen Jing thought for a while, and said one more sentence, "No matter what you see on the road, don't shoot with Chen Mi."

He remembered that the **** still seemed to be his neighbor. Now, he can probably understand the saying that distant relatives are inferior to near neighbors. For example, in the current situation, the nearest neighbor still has half a big watermelon, which is probably his dinner today.

After hanging up Chen Ming's call, Shen Jing pondered for a while, what was the house he wanted, all his daily necessities had to be bought again, the house was quite cool, but through the window, he could still see the outside A cobble road that was whitened.

There was no one on the road, and no one would find fault in this weather. Shen Jing fixed his eyes and saw that under the shade of the tree opposite, a small thing was faintly moving. He was a little short-sighted, but he didn't wear glasses. Some can't see clearly.

However, he has his own method. He picked up his mobile phone and took a picture, and then zoomed in. The pixels of the mobile phone are still very powerful, and even the orange color of this little milk cat is enlarged.

Of the ten orange cats, nine are fat, and one overwhelms the kang. But the one in the phone doesn't seem to have anything to do with being fat.

He turned his head and took out a bottle of milk from his backpack. The only one left was the backpack. He threw the backpack on the dusty sofa. Anyway, he had to wash it later. Shen Jing pushed the door with the milk bottle in one hand. go out.

As soon as he stepped on the hot gravel road, Shen Jing quickly rushed to the shade of the opposite tree, feeling hot across the soles of his feet, "Fuck!" Shen Jing couldn't help but scolded, and walked quickly towards the kitten. , only to find that someone was already there.

This person was dressed in white t-shirt, refreshing and refreshing. He immediately raised his head when he heard the footsteps. The two looked at each other and were stunned for a moment.

Oh neighbor.

Zuo Yuyuan squatted and looked up at Shen Jing, frowned, and didn't say anything. Shen Jing was embarrassed and didn't know what to say. Seeing it is easy to suffocate.

"Don't feed the milk, the kitten can't drink it." Zuo Yuyuan said coldly, suddenly stood up, and turned to leave.

Shen Jing thought about the half of the watermelon that he hadn't eaten yet, and the milk in his hand, and made a muffled "um". If Chen Ming was here, he might have let out a squeal of a groundhog.

Shen Jing also has a soft day? !

Zuo Yuyuan didn't respond, he passed Shen Jing with a cold face, and was about to go upstairs. Shen Jing took a deep breath and squatted down, embarrassed, so he could only touch the cat.

"Don't touch it, the kitten that was touched, the old cat will not want it."

Shen Jing's anger rose, and he turned his head sharply, facing Shang Zuo Yuyuan's expressionless, even cold eyes. No matter how handsome he looks, he can't match the fact that his eyes are very drawn.

"You just didn't touch it?" Shen Jing was a little angry, and said one sentence or two, is it over yet?

"No." Zuo Yuyuan was obviously more irritable. He glanced at Shen Jing and squeezed the bottle in his hand. The bottle in his hand made an overwhelmed squeak, and the good bottle was squeezed into a funnel shape. He said impatiently, "up to you."

Zuo Yuyuan threw the bottle into the trash can next to him, and after making two thuds, he turned and went upstairs, not knowing what the wind was blowing.

Shen Jing felt a little inexplicable, there was something wrong with this person, he inexplicably felt that this person was a barrel, and it would blow up at one point. He just wanted to come down to feed a cat, and inexplicably received a lesson for nothing, and Shen Jing was also a little angry. Now, "What the **** are you doing, what's hindering you?"

When the empty bottle was smashed, Shen Jing reflexively tilted his head to avoid it, but he did not dodge the punch that followed closely. He was dizzy, and when he gritted his teeth, he rushed up with anger, grabbed Zuo Yuyuan's wrist suddenly, took a step back, pressed down hard, hit his elbow with the trend, and went straight to Zuo Yuyuan's chest.

It's just that the attack was not even close to Zuo Yuyuan, and he was cut off halfway. He blocked Shen Jing's elbow with his forearm, and pressed his hand on Shen Jing's neck. Shen Jing's stomach was full of acid reflux in his stomach.

I haven't eaten anything since last night, except for the three-finger-wide watermelon, and I have been bumping all the way, and I have long been exhausted. Being pushed on the knee by Zuo Yuyuan so mercilessly, Shen Jing almost didn't kneel directly.

This is the worst time he has been beaten since he would fight and cause trouble. Because he didn't have the strength to fight back, he felt uncomfortable all over.

Shen Jing endured the pain, grabbed Zuo Yuyuan's waist, and threw him down on the stairs. He was really provoked, he kicked Shen Jing's lower abdomen fiercely, kicking the person directly on the hot gravel road.

"Stupid|fool."

Shen Jing couldn't help but scolded, "Fuck!"

This fight was really aggrieved. Shen Jing was so troubled, he didn't have the heart to feed the cat. The milk bottle in his hand was crushed during the fight, and the milk made several steps. There is a milky fragrance in the corridor, and it is still dripping down.

He stepped over these and went straight to the room on the third floor. With the violent movements on his back, there was a burning pain. He didn't bother to care anymore, and slammed the door behind him.

Accompanied by the nausea in his stomach, Shen Jing retched a few times while holding onto the dusty table, but he didn't spit out anything, but was a little uncomfortable. As soon as he raised his hand, he saw black ashes in the palm of his hand.

He kicked the table fiercely, making a loud noise. With such a violent kick, the dust on the table was shaken into flying ash, and he could see it clearly.

Shen Jing sucked in a breath of cold air with a "hiss", and his back, which was suddenly pulled in pain, was protesting his violent behavior. He took off the colored white t-shirt, and dragged his clothes to the kitchen with his shirtless shirt on. He turned on the faucet, scrubbed vigorously twice, then turned around and used the soaked shirt as a rag, and began to wipe the table vigorously. .

Isn't there something clean and hygienic? Just look for it.

The more he endured the anger, the more anger he felt, making him feel a little sore.

The wound on his back was soaked with sweat, and the pain became more and more painful. Shen Jing frowned and walked to the bathroom. After wiping a mirror with his wet clothes, in the somewhat blurred mirror, he saw blue and purple, incidentally. With a few bloodstains on his back.

The bloodstain under his neck is particularly conspicuous, and he can feel the pain of pulling when he stretches his neck. It's really a bad thing for him!

Shen Jing couldn't help but scolded, "Fuck!"

This fight was really aggrieved. Shen Jing was so troubled, he didn't have the heart to feed the cat. The milk bottle in his hand was crushed during the fight, and the milk made several steps. There is a milky fragrance in the corridor, and it is still dripping down.

He stepped over these and went straight to the room on the third floor. With the violent movements on his back, there was a burning pain. He didn't bother to care anymore, and slammed the door behind him.

Accompanied by the nausea in his stomach, Shen Jing retched a few times while holding onto the dusty table, but he didn't spit out anything, but was a little uncomfortable. As soon as he raised his hand, he saw black ashes in the palm of his hand.

He kicked the table fiercely, making a loud noise. With such a violent kick, the dust on the table was shaken into flying ash, and he could see it clearly.

Shen Jing sucked in a breath of cold air with a "hiss", and his back, which was suddenly pulled in pain, was protesting his violent behavior. He took off the colored white t-shirt, and dragged his clothes to the kitchen with his shirtless shirt on. He turned on the faucet, scrubbed vigorously twice, then turned around and used the soaked shirt as a rag, and began to wipe the table vigorously. .

Isn't there something clean and hygienic? Just look for it.

The more he endured the anger, the more anger he felt, making him feel a little sore.

The wound on his back was soaked with sweat, and the pain became more and more painful. Shen Jing frowned and walked to the bathroom. After wiping a mirror with his wet clothes, in the somewhat blurred mirror, he saw blue and purple, incidentally. With a few bloodstains on his back.

The bloodstain under his neck is particularly conspicuous, and he can feel the pain of pulling when he stretches his neck. It's really a bad thing for him!

"Brother... do you want to go to the hospital?" Xu Nuo looked at Zuo Yuyuan with a bandage in his hand.

The room was a little small, and the miscellaneous things were thrown around. Zuo Yuyuan was sitting on the shabby sofa, his right palm wrapped in thick gauze.

There was a faint pain in his back, probably when he was thrown down by the new neighbor, and he was against the edge of the stairs.

"It's a bit deep, really don't want to go to the hospital? Or the clinic next to it." The voice came, and Xu Nuo and others consciously stepped aside, "You don't need to pay, I'll take you there..."

Zuo Yuyuan raised his eyes and gave Jiang Shen a cold look.

"Okay..." Jiang Shen was expressionless, took out a box of medicine from his pocket and threw it on Zuo Yuyuan's leg. The words "anti-inflammatory medicine" were written on the medicine box, "The last anti-inflammatory medicine was used. There's still half a box left, don't let the wound get inflamed in this big summer."

The medicine was also given, Jiang Shen glanced at Zuo Yuyuan, he couldn't stand his cold face, he turned around neatly and said, "I don't care about your business, just treat it as if I have nothing to do. ."

Zuo Yuyuan retracted his gaze and stared at his gauze-wrapped palm, faintly tingling.

Jiang Shen couldn't see him like this, and he didn't bother to continue swaying in front of Zuo Yuyuan. He turned around and pulled out a dusty guitar case from the pile of things on the side. He put one hand on his shoulder and kicked him violently when he went out. The door frame made a creaking sound, and then the door was closed with a "snap" force.

"Boss, I'm sorry, I'm the one who caused you trouble." Qi Yihuan lowered his head, there were faint bloodstains on his shirt.

"Long-winded," Zuo Yuyuan turned to look out the window and suddenly asked, "Qi Yihuan, what time is it?"

"It's half past five..." Qi Yihuan hurriedly took out his phone and glanced at it, "Brother, I..."

"Go back." Zuo Yuyuan stood up, picked up the medicine with his uninjured left hand, and turned to leave. No one else dared to say a word. He suddenly turned around, took something out of his pocket, and threw it into Qi Yihuan's Aside, "Take your mother to see a doctor, things on the field are not something you can touch."

Without waiting for others to say anything, Zuo Yuyuan walked away with a sullen face, still with the loud slamming of the door closing.

He doesn't like to see others struggling in pain, because he will be soft-hearted, Qi Yihuan's mother is ill, and he wants money to go to the hospital, Qi Yihuan has no money, so he can only learn from them to gamble, and he is caught Live, this is a big no-no in casinos.

Zuo Yuyuan squeezed his injured right hand and frowned. It was because he was careless that he was slashed in his hand, but Qi Yihuan was wrong in this matter, and he could not go to the casino again. trouble,.

Qi Yihuan was given all the tolls for stopping the car a few days ago, and he lost a penny in his pocket, which made Zuo Yuyuan a little worried. He had no money, what to eat and drink? What to buy medicine for the old man?

A bunch of worries revolved around him, and there was only one key point to solve the problem, lack of money.

When Shen Jing finished tidying up the living room and room, the sun was about to set, and the white t-shirt under his hands became a veritable rag. There was no air conditioner or fan in the room, and sweat dripped from his shirtless shirt.

The kitchen and bathroom are still missing. These are the two most difficult places to clean up. The kitchen is full of dust and piles of pots and pans, while the bathroom is full of cardboard boxes full of debris. Shen Jing hasn't read the details. What are in there.

He has grown up so much, and he has never lived in such a suffocating place. The amazing thing is that the anger in his heart has disappeared by himself, which is a great miracle. He is probably too tired to care about other things.

The living room that has been wiped over is finally a little more human, at least a place to live. There is a sofa, coffee table, and a dining table. The refrigerator is also placed in the living room. Shen Jing tried it and it can still be activated.

"This is like a place where people live. He's really a little cleaning expert. Look at this bright living room, look at this clean table and chairs, ah! A sense of accomplishment!" Shen Jing slammed on the sofa, He stood up quickly, his sweaty back stuck to the leather sofa, it was definitely not a happy experience, "Fuck!"

Shen Jing threw the rag and scolded openly.

"Fuck!" He scolded again, taking a breath, feeling the wound on his back being torn.

He grabbed the rag and walked to the kitchen. He turned on the faucet and started rubbing the rag. Watching the black-gray dirty water flowing out, he felt a little irritable. , was thrown into the trash can by Shen Jing.

He put the water in the sink, threw the rag in it, picked up the trash can and prepared to go out. Just as he opened the door, he suddenly realized that he was not wearing a shirt, so he had to go back and put on a random one before leaving.

Shen Jing stepped on flip-flops, and went down to the third floor, but stopped at the corner of the first floor. He found that the milk that was originally here had been cleaned up at some point.

He paused, then slowed down and slowly emptied the garbage, and then dragged his steps back to the third floor full of thoughts. When he was about to open the door, he suddenly realized something important.

He came out without the key.

Shen Jing stood at the door, holding an empty trash can in his hand, with a stiff expression. He didn't recover until the phone vibrated, took out the phone from his pocket, and dropped the cigarette case along with it.

He squatted down, leaned against the door, swiped the lock screen of his mobile phone open, and saw the message sent by Chen Ming.

——Shen Jing, what else are you missing, what do you want me to bring?

No, I don't want anything. I'm missing a key right now, or a white silk that can be hanged.

Shen Jing tugged at his hair irritably, and wanted to kick the trash can aside, but when he thought that this was the only trash can, he retracted his legs that had been kicked halfway, and kicked the trash can lightly.

The trash can swayed a few times, but held on to it and didn't turn it over.

He picked up the cigarette case that fell on the ground, smoked a cigarette, took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it, took a deep breath, passed his lungs, and then exhaled a white smoke ring. He held the cigarette between his fingers and stared down at the phone. , seems to be able to stare this phone out of a hole.

——Bring the clothes I put in the bedroom, I have no clothes to wear.

Shen Jing thought about it, he seemed to lack everything, but he lacked everything. If he had to say it, it was probably clothes, because one of the few tops had been turned into a rag soaked in water. .

Soak in... water...

Shen Jingzao stood up and slammed the door a few times, but it was of no use, unless he kicked the door open now, but if he really kicked the door, he would have to leave the door open for the night recently. .

At least when he came, he didn't see a shop selling doors.

Of course, I didn't see any stalls opening the lock.

- Are you running away? ! Lying | Groove? I | Hasty?

Chen Ming's messages were answered quickly, making people wonder if he had been staring at his phone.

Shen Jing was unable to reply to him now, because he almost and foreseen what kind of tragic situation it would be after this door, he squatted down, the smoke burned his head, and almost burned his fingers, Shen Jing immediately extinguished the cigarette butt, Sighed deeply.

A cool song for myself.

Just as he was struggling with his thoughts and was about to go downstairs, or when other residents asked if there was a shop nearby that was unlocked or repaired, the familiar footsteps sounded again, very soft and steady, Shen Jing. Turning his head to look, he met Zuo Yuyuan's eyes looking up.

Shen Jing was a little stunned, and a burst of anger rushed up, but Zuo Yuyuan didn't mess with him now, and he wouldn't pick on it without a reason.

Zuo Yuyuan obviously thought so too. He didn't even bother to answer. After taking his eyes back, he went up to the third floor as if nothing had happened, took the key to open the door, and did it in one go.

When Zuo Yuyuan opened the door again, it was when Shen Jing was about to kick the door with his foot. He ran upstairs and downstairs, saying that the lock was not unlocked here. If the door was to be repaired, he had to go to the furniture market in the county seat. .

It seems that the only way is to kick, otherwise, the house will not be able to live in this house.

Shen Jing maintained the awkward position of kicking the door and looked at Zuo Yuyuan, Zuo Yuyuan obviously realized the awkwardness of this position, he took a step back, hesitated, and asked with a frown, "No key? "

"Yeah." Shen Jing thought about the afternoon's fight, his back still hurt, "I didn't bring the key when I came out."

"Wait." Zuo Yuyuan put the garbage bag in his hand on the ground, opened the door of his house and went in, leaving Shen Jing with a puzzled face, and then he came out in a hurry, holding a wire in his hand, in Shen Jing He squatted down in front of him, holding the door with his left hand, and shoved the wire into the keyhole with his right hand.

Shen Jing watched Zuo Yuyuan playing with his lock-picking skills in shock, and asked, "You can do this too?"

"It's for emergency use. I don't usually unlock your house, don't worry." Zuo Yuyuan carefully fiddled with the thin wire, listening to the small sound inside, his focused appearance showed a bit of ferocity, as if this Not a harmless door, but something dangerous.

Shen Jing showed a faint light, only then did he find that Zuo Yuyuan's right hand was wrapped in gauze, a thick layer, he also crouched down, turned on the front lighting function of the mobile phone, and said in a muffled voice, "Thank you."

With a "click", the door was locked, Zuo Yuyuan put the wire back in his pocket, picked up the garbage bag on the side, and suddenly said when he went downstairs, "Remember to bring your brain when you come out, that is a good thing. "

"I... grass?" Shen Jing looked over in shock. Although this person helped him, he was provoking something, right? Can you say something nice?

Shen Jing turned his head quickly and tugged at the wound on his back again. With a "hiss", he sucked in a breath of cold air.

He was a little concerned about the gauze on Zuo Yuyuan's hand. Did he accidentally get it during the afternoon fight? When he started in the afternoon, he was a little confused. He probably didn't realize what he had done. To be precise, he was not particularly sober now.

Because he was about to faint from hunger, a dissatisfied chirping sound came from his stomach, which was even more pronounced in the quiet corridor. Shen Jing sighed, and when he was about to open the door to go in, he faced Zuo Yuyuan who was taking out the garbage.

So, Zuo Yuyuan also heard the hungry cry just now, right?

After squatting outside for a while, the water in the kitchen has already overflowed.

After Shen Jing opened the door, looking at the mess in the room, he wanted to kneel. He gritted his teeth and stepped on the water, and the flip-flops made a snapping sound in the living room full of water, from the kitchen to the living room, the bathroom , even the room was not spared.

Walking to the kitchen, he turned off the faucet, rubbed the rag soaked in it, and wrung it dry. He felt something slightly bumped under his feet. He looked down and saw the struggling cockroaches floating on the water. Afterwards, he almost jumped to the ceiling, and roared, "I|Fuck!"

As he jumped like this, a huge splash of water splashed, at least half of the pants on the lower part of the body were wet, it was just that the house was broken and it rained overnight. Painful.

The unyielding Lord Cockroach has been washed into the living room by the water, and is still struggling. Shen Jing hesitated for a while, picked up the empty plastic bag that was set aside, put the Lord Cockroach into the bag together with the water, and tightly tied one. After the dead knot, throw it in the trash can.

He looked around the whole room three times blankly, and a sense of powerlessness rose in his heart. He had the urge to sit down and smoke a cigarette. He was too irritable and depressed. From the beginning, nothing went well.

He walked back and forth on the water wearing flip-flops, and threw all the things that were soaked in water and couldn't be used into the trash can. When it was full, he took the trash can and prepared to go downstairs to take out the trash.

As soon as Shen Jing opened the door, he almost bumped into the person leaning against the door, Zuo Yuyuan was holding a mop and bending over to mop the floor.

"what are you doing?"

Shen Jing glanced at the overflowing water, swallowed the words behind, put the trash can aside, bent over to pick up the floating objects with his hands, and threw them into the trash can.

The corridor was fairly clean, but there was still some floating dirt. Shen Jing took a few scoops before cleaning up everything he saw.

"No broom?" Zuo Yuyuan folded his arms and leaned to one side, and he put the mop aside.

"Well, don't do it. I'll use the mop later." Shen Jing stood up, picked up the trash can with one hand, and walked downstairs with flip-flops, although he had no cleanliness , but I still feel that my hands are too dirty, and now I want to go back and wash my hands.

When he came back with the empty trash can, Zuo Yuyuan had cleaned the water in the corridor, and the mop was placed beside him. It looked like it had been washed, and there was a broom beside the mop.

"Do you want to help?" Zuo Yuyuan squinted his eyes, holding a cigarette in his mouth, but didn't light it, "You have a lot of things to do today. Is there a flood at home?"

"The Dragon King offered to me has appeared." Shen Jing sighed, his soaked trousers always sticking to his legs, making it uncomfortable to walk at all, he opened the door, took a deep breath, and stepped on the water again.

He went straight to the kitchen, quickly put the trash can down, and turned on the tap to rinse his hands. Rather than tidy up the house, he wanted someone to have a quick fight.

"No one told you, is there a floor drain in the bathroom?" Zuo Yuyuan asked, leaning against the door.

"Come in and see, it's time to play the role of a neighbor." Shen Jing looked up at the bathroom, only to feel extremely distracted.

"Move it, there's no way, there's nothing important here, right?" Zuo Yuyuan stretched his head and glanced at the bathroom, which was full of large and small boxes, and he couldn't find where the floor drain was.

"I don't know, I haven't taken it apart and have a look." Shen Jing walked over, picked up one of the boxes, sank his waist, raised his head and said, "Help me carry the little things out of the room, don't Into the water, let me bring the big ones."

"Well, let's put things up first." Zuo Yuyuan walked in with a cigarette in his mouth and put the cigarette on the table. This table is the cleanest place in the whole house. "This house has been unoccupied for many years. It is estimated that There are some things in it that can't be used, how do you remember coming to such a remote place to rent a house?"

"This is my mother's house." Shen Jing slammed and put the big box on the leather sofa.

Zuo Yuyuan glanced at him in surprise, then turned and entered the room without speaking.

"Woo, woo..." There was a rapid whimper outside the door, and there was the sound of something slamming the door, "呲la呲la..."

Shen Jing straightened his waist, feeling that the voice was so familiar, remembering the majestic wolf dog before, he turned to look at Zuo Yuyuan.

"It's A Tian." Zuo Yuyuan came out of the room with a bunch of things, and threw them all on the sofa. The sofa was covered with water, but it was leather anyway, and it would be done after a while.

"Looking for you?" Shen Jing asked.

"Well, I guess I saw the mop at the door." Zuo Yuyuan said, "It's time for dinner. It's three meals are on time. I'll go out and have a look."

"Okay." Shen Jing took a few steps back and stayed away from the door.

"Are you afraid of dogs? Have you been chased or bitten by dogs? Ah Tian is very human and doesn't like to bite people." Zuo Yuyuan chuckled softly.

"Can fighting conflict with being afraid of dogs?" Shen Jing said, "It's not like being afraid of dogs."

"I'll believe whatever you say. If you say you're not afraid, you won't be afraid." Zuo Yuyuan nodded his head in a playful manner.

The low roar outside the door was a little smaller, but it seemed that a "bang" sound was heard. It was estimated that a mop or something fell over.

Shen Jing sighed and felt a little tired when he remembered that this fierce wolf dog had blocked the corridor for an afternoon. He didn't want to be blocked by this big wolf dog in the house again.

"I'll go out and have a look, I'll be back later." Zuo Yuyuan shook his hand and walked out the door.

"Your hand hurts?" Although there is no one to help, if Zuo Yuyuan's injury is further injured because of moving things, Shen Jing is not willing.

"No, it's just a habitual action." Zuo Yuyuan said, "Do you have anything to eat at night?"

"Yes, half a watermelon is enough for me to eat at night," Shen Jing was probably too hungry, but he didn't feel hungry, "Go and get yours, I can get it by myself, anyway, sooner or later. It's time to clean up."

"Wait for me to come back." Zuo Yuyuan pushed open the door and walked out. Shen Jing only saw the thick dog's tail swept past the door.

Shen Jing sat on the armrest of the sofa, shoulders shrugged, looking a little weak, he took out his mobile phone and took a few random pictures of the messy scene in front of him, and then sent them directly to Chen Ming.

——After seventeen years of worship, the Dragon King finally appeared.

He hammered his waist and felt a burst of soreness. The main thing was the wound on the back and neck. It was probably a little cracked because of the things he had just moved. Look, a few smears of red on the fingers.

The water under my feet is icy cold, and it is still a bit of a cooling function.

Shen Jing patted the sofa and stood up, stepped on the water and went to the bathroom, and continued to move the contents out. He didn't remove all the things, but there were some non-waterproof things inside. He wanted to move them out. It was placed on the sofa, but these things were not light in weight. Every time they pressed them on his shoulders, he would feel a numbness and pain. He wanted to carry them directly to the living room, but unfortunately the floor was full of tiles. , it is a little slippery when wet.

He still doesn't want to put the whole person in the water.

The cardboard box that Shen Jing carried was pressed on his shoulders. Inside the cardboard box was an assembled floor-standing electric fan, iron, and some other things, all of which could not touch the water, otherwise it would be easy to get into the water and get an electric shock.

Can't move.

Zuo Yuyuan came back very quickly. When he came back, Shen Jing could only carry two boxes. Zuo Yuyuan came in with a mop in one hand and a broom in the other, and placed it directly beside the corner of the living room. .

Shen Jing glanced at his cell phone, it was just after seven o'clock, it was still early, and he should be able to finish his work tonight.

Zuo Yuyuan walked directly into the room. Just as he was about to step into the room, he suddenly paused and turned his head to stare at Shen Jing's back.

Shen Jing turned his head and met Zuo Yuyuan's gaze.

Zuo Yuyuan suddenly laughed, making Shen Jing a little baffled. He pointed at the back of his hand, raised his chin, and motioned Shen Jing to look at his back.

Shen Jing put the things on the table, turned suspiciously and walked to the bathroom, turned to face the mirror, turned his head to look at his back in the mirror, and found that the collar was a bright red, it was not big, but it was also Very dazzling.

The person in the mirror is handsome, but his face is a little ugly. No matter who can see that he is in a bad mood, he is about to hang the words "I want to pick things up" on the top of his head. It seems that he and Zuo Yuyuan In some ways, it's a bit of an all-rounder.

Zuo Yuyuan leaned against the bathroom door, holding his arms, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, looking a little ruffian.

"Laugh if you want," Shen Jing sighed, "It's very good at fighting, buddy."

"It's your condition that's too bad." Zuo Yuyuan hit the nail on the head. Indeed, when Shen Jing and Zuo Yuyuan were fighting, he was already hungry and dizzy. The response was half a beat.

"I don't remember hurting your back. I should have kicked your stomach, right?" Zuo Yuyuan touched his pocket and seemed to want to take out the cigarette. He paused again and put down his hand without taking the cigarette.

"Well," Shen Jing said, "I was kicked away by you."

"I know what to do, you are exaggerating, do you want to touch porcelain?" Zuo Yuyuan laughed, "Then you made a mistake, I am so poor, I wish the police would arrest me and have free meals."

Seeing that he was getting more and more deviated, Shen Jing was speechless, so he had to pick up a box and go out. When passing by Zuo Yuyuan, he almost bumped into Zuo Yuyuan, "Go to the side, the place is too small, you are blocking it. I got it."

"You have the ability to hit me. Everything in the room is finished, do you want to help?" Zuo Yuyuan said with a smile, completely different from the brutal fight in the afternoon.

"This is the last one." Shen Jing put the heavy big box on the coffee table, and now everything from the sofa, table to the coffee table was piled up, "The floor drain in the bathroom is draining, it should be fine after a while."

Before, a bunch of things blocked the floor drain, so the water could not be drained out, but now everything has been removed, the floor drain is fortunately not blocked, and it can still be used normally.

Taking advantage of the draining of the floor drain, Shen Jing and Zuo Yuyuan immediately cleaned up the floor sanitation and put all the dirty things into the trash can, just emptying the trash can, come and go