My 26-year-old Female Tenant

Chapter 132: : I stole it

  Under the strong request of Mi Cai, I went back to my room to get the exchanged racing car, and held a flashlight to act as a follow spot light, creating a grand feeling of being on stage.

  Mi Cai sat up from the bed, looking expectantly at the gift wrapped in newspaper.

  I shook the flashlight for a while, pretended to cough twice, and then said in a mysterious way: "The following is the forensic miracle..."

   Mi Cai watched intently, and the look of anticipation on his face became a little stronger.

  I suddenly turned off the flashlight, and said in a normal tone: "Guess what it is."

  Mi Cai bit her lip, looked at me angrily, then threw the pillow on the bed on me, and said angrily: "Can you stop being so boring, wasting people's emotions!"

   "Not boring I will die..."

  Mi Cai seemed to be really angry, and lay back on the bed wrapped in a quilt, her back turned to me, without saying a word.

   "Hey... I just teased you for a while, can't I?"

   "As for, I have never seen such a dishonest person like you, it is a waste of emotion to get along with you."

   "Both of us are not serious, okay! You forgot how you hugged me just now, and my dad saw it."

   "My indecency was also infected by you... You are already at the advanced stage of indecency, and there is no cure!"

   "You mean, you can still rescue it?" I asked following Mi Cai's words.

   "Nonsense, as long as you stay away from me and don't come into contact with pathogens, I can still be saved."

This wasn't a very funny sentence at first, but when it came out of Mi Cai's mouth, I wanted to laugh inexplicably. Do you really not want your things?"

   "No, you can't give anything serious anyway."

"Not always."

   As I spoke, I untied the newspaper and took out the racing car. After starting it, the powerful sound of the motor suddenly rang out in the room, followed by the smell of gasoline.

   Mi Cai sat up from the bed again and stared at the racing car for a long time...

   "How about it, it's cool... I gave it to you!"

   "Zhaoyang...you really bought it!"

   "You don't have to be too moved, as long as you like it."

  Mi Cai stretched out her hand to me, and I felt a little guilty. Is this a hug after being moved? I can't take this hug! After all, I am still a serious man in my bones.

  Suddenly, Mi Cai urged me who was struggling: "Give me the remote control."

  Suddenly felt a basin of cold water splashing on his face, he was stunned for a while before saying to Mi Cai: "The room is too small to play, and the smell of gasoline is too strong!"

   "Then let's go out and play."

  I turned off the engine of the racing car, and said to Mi Cai very seriously: "You should give up your mind tonight, drink the **** soup immediately, and then have a good sleep."

  This time, Mi Cai was unexpectedly obedient. She picked up **** soup from the bedside cabinet, drank it in a few gulps, and then lay quietly on the bed and looked at me without speaking.

  I felt a little guilty, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

   "This racing car has spent all your money, right?" Mi Cai replied softly.

"I haven't spent all of it. I added some money to my racing car and exchanged it with others. I still don't lack pocket money." I hurriedly explained that I was afraid that she would give me money, so I gave the racing car to Her meaning is gone, and it seems that I am very soft.

   "You traded your own car?"

"Yeah, just change it if you change it, it's not a big deal, I'm tired of that car." I said with a smile, but my heart ached. The condition of the car seems to be whipping my soul and judging my life... Now that I have replaced this car, I would rather regard it as another start in my life.

  Mi Cai didn’t speak anymore, but I left the room with the bowl of **** soup she had finished drinking. After washing up, I stood on the balcony facing the cold wind, and habitually lit a cigarette for myself.

In the smog, I can't help but think back to the days after returning to Suzhou. I seem to have fallen in love with Mi Cai in this short period of time, but I feel that there is no reason for the love, and I am even more afraid that this kind of love is superficial. A woman like Cai has an irresistible beauty for men.

  Then what is love, and where does it come from? I can't figure it out, maybe the so-called love is just a colorful butterfly, it looks beautiful, but it can never be approached, if you really want to hold her tightly in your hand, she will struggle, and then rub against each other in the struggle Lost all the colors, pale from now on.

  I seem to understand a little bit why I was so cautious, because I was afraid of not touching her soul, but wiped off that beautiful color!

Helplessly smiled, looked up at the sky again, and found that the moonlight tonight is really good, and the radiance seems to tell me the love legend of thousands of years, so I saw those passages personally. Such a colorful legend has gradually lost its color in the passage of time!

  So, it's better to numb all desires and let nature take its course and look down on everything! Even without a lover, you can still sing to the moon...

I took a deep breath of the cigarette, then extinguished it, and finally put away all my emotions, and went to Mi Cai's room again to tuck the quilt up for her who was already asleep. The man who paid by her side protected her pair of colorful wings.

  …

  When I woke up the next day, Mi Cai still didn't give me a chance to prepare breakfast for her, and left early, but left behind the jacket she had brought to me for dry cleaning.

  I remembered: She stayed in Shanghai during the day yesterday, that is to say, she took this jacket to Shanghai for dry cleaning, which made me a little smug, after all, she took my affairs very seriously.

  So I comforted myself, don't force anything, the little joy she gave me is a kind of harvest that is priceless.

  It was almost noon, and as he said yesterday, Ban Dae bought a lot of vegetables and came to our residence, prepared lunch for us, and asked me if Mi Cai would come back for dinner.

I was also very concerned about this issue, so I called Mi Cai right away. She was in Suzhou, but she didn't want to come back for lunch. After I finished eating, I sent her another meal to Zhuomei.

  I persuaded her for a long time, showing that my father would not look down on her because of her behavior of hugging me yesterday, but she refused to come back. She said: After all, she is a girl, not as thick-skinned as I am.

  This makes me even more puzzled, why she cares so much about what her father thinks of her, as if she is the daughter-in-law of our Zhao family who has never been married.

  ...

After a while, I was still talking with Mi Cai, when Dad suddenly took out the photos from my room that I stole from Mi Cai's office, and asked me curiously: "Zhaoyang, what's in this photo? Is the girl Xiaomi?"

  I hurriedly covered the microphone, lowered my voice and asked my father, "Where did you find it?"

   "It fell out of the book to help you clean up the room. You should get a photo frame and put it in the book. It will fade easily when caught in the book." While talking, Ban Dae returned to the room with the photo, and found the photo frame enthusiastically.

  I didn’t recover for a long time, but I heard Mi Cai ask me coldly on the phone: “Zhaoyang, did you steal the photos in my office drawer?”

   "Stop spitting blood!"

   "Hehe, apart from you, no one in my office dared to touch anything in my office. I suspected it a long time ago... Zhaoyang, are you still a man? If you have the ability to steal, you don't have the guts to admit it!"

  As soon as Mi Cai said that I was not a man, I became angry, and immediately admitted, "What's wrong with me stealing it? Isn't it just a few pictures of pouting, staring, as if poisoned!"

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