A young master lives downstairs in my house

I didn't raise my head for a long time, but stared down at my trousers, whining silently.

Cold sweat ran down my forehead and landed on the paper in front of me with a thud, like a child's inadvertent sneer.

Yang Huan didn't wait for a long time to reply, and asked, "Lin An?"

I can't spare much energy to give him a polite smile, maybe I can, but that smile probably scares him.I leaned lightly on the back of the chair and tried to bend my legs again.

He continued without giving up: "If you need to think about it, it doesn't matter to me."

Considering you a big-headed ghost, you're okay, I'm okay!

There was a dull pain in my calf again, and the force went directly from my leg to the top of my head. I couldn't put it on any longer, and said to myself, "I have cramp in my leg."

Yang Huan: "..."

……

.......

Under the guidance of Yang Huan, my calf slowly recovered after 10 minutes.

In fact, the cramps came and went quickly, but the pain that was so life-threatening that I wanted to go crazy halfway was still fresh in my memory.

I bent my legs repeatedly under the table with lingering fear, then turned around to look at him, tilted my head and said, "Manager, what did you just say?"

I gave myself a thumbs up in my heart, Lin An, yes, you are as witty as you.

The other party didn't show embarrassment as I expected, and then left. He didn't change his face, "I want to ask you if you want to watch a movie together for Christmas."

I:"……"

Why are they all watching movies at Christmas? Haven’t you seen a movie before? It’s so crowded.

Except me.

He looked at me, "Huh?"

I looked at him for a while, and twitched the corners of my mouth, "I'm sorry, manager, I'm not free that day."

He raised his eyebrows, "An appointment?"

"No."

"That……"

"I am a descendant of Chinese people, but Christmas is not."

"........."

It would be boring to keep asking again and again, so Yang Huan didn't ask any more questions, just laughed and left.

After a while, I received a WeChat message from him, with only three words on it,

[Are you]

I closed my eyes and typed back,

[Who are you? ]

He replied in seconds: [I am. ]

Not to be outdone: [I am not. ]

The other end replied directly with a voice, with a smile in the voice:

"How do you know what 'I am' is?"

I reply to the last one,

[Anyway, I am not. ]

........................

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I silently locked the screen.

Chinese characters are extensive and profound, and if I go on, I feel that I will not be able to read them.

I could sense that Yang Huan was crooked, but what really surprised me was that he was actually interested in me.

To be honest, I don't think that a short period of one month can give a person the idea of ​​wanting to be with someone.

But when I think of me and Xiao Danran, I feel very slapped.

I was bored in the old residential area, and I avoided all the friendships I could. It seemed that I was doing social activities in the office every day, but in fact it was more like a mechanized false social interaction. You ask me to answer, you laugh and I have fun together.

Everyone in the same group, including the manager, thinks that I have a very noisy personality, and my spare time must be rich and colorful, but I don’t know that the elderly are not as enlightened as I am.After leaving the noisy city center, I was just a silent fish when I returned home, spitting bubbles quietly in my own pond, and when I closed my eyes, I forgot everything outside.

Yang Huan didn't reply to the message until the end. I rubbed my eyebrows and found that the other party's circle of friends was still visible, and it seemed that he didn't block me.

While waiting for the bus, the sky was already covered with dark clouds, and the air outside was extremely dry due to the midwinter. Coupled with the gloomy weather, there was a crowd of people all around, all of whom were going home from get off work.I felt a little depressed, shrunk my head and squeezed into the crowd.

I thought of Xiao Danran, who used to be annoyed at being at the same table as a couple, and suddenly wondered whether he had squeezed the bus or not. I took the bus with him to the shopping mall several times, and the bus was almost empty.This young master might be annoyed to death by squeezing the bus.

He is really amazing, suddenly appearing in front of you, staying in your mind without saying a word, and finally you find that you don't know anything about him.

After I went back, I stood downstairs in the unit and looked at the fifth floor, but didn't turn on the light.

Yang Huan texted me back at night, unexpectedly direct,

[Lin An, let me just tell you, I am interested in you. ]

[I also know that you and I are the same kind of people. ]

I typed back to him, but before I finished typing, there was another message,

[Lying will make your nose ugly. ]

I subconsciously reached out and touched my nose, thinking in my heart, isn't it getting longer?

So I touched it again.

I will answer him

[I have a favorite person. ]

To be honest, I used to think this sentence was very cool, especially during the time when I was dumped in college. I kept thinking that if that guy came to me and said, sorry, are we still together?

I slammed this sentence hard, and then watched his face turn blue and turn red, and laughed inwardly.

It turns out, however, that I waited the entire school year just for a chance to break my ass.

Now that I finally had such an opportunity, I typed it out, but my heart felt desolate.

Yang Huan's sixth sense is surprisingly powerful:

[Your neighbor? ]

I returned him six o'clock.

[I think he is straight. ]

The corner of my eye twitched, I really didn't want to talk to him now.

This man is disgusting.

……

……

I dug out my high school diary. I wrote a diary since I was a child, that is, the year I had a crush on my senior.White moonlight, you can't meet it but you can't ask for it.

It's not that I'm nostalgic and hypocritical, I'm obsessed with Bai Yueguang, I read a diary over and over until I'm out of society.This diary is purely from my seniors after graduation. I was so forgetful that I stuffed the notebook into a corner, so I simply let it go.

Who knew that in the second year after graduating and working, I had just finished my New Year's Day vacation, and I took a car from my parents' house to go back to the old city. When I got home, my buttocks were still hot, and my mother called me back.

After returning home, my crumpled diary was spread out on the coffee table. The book was full of traces of time, and the cover was a little blurred. That person's deep love.

There are even my ignorant speeches on it, such as "If I can, I want to fuck him".

Gee.

The faces of their parents were as black as the bottom of a pot. They sat upright on the sofa, one with arms folded and frowning, and the other kept lowering his head to wipe away his tears.

Obviously, they didn't think that the son who had completed the nine-year compulsory education would not be able to distinguish between "he" and "she".

I've seen people say that coming out of the closet depends on fate, timing, and luck.

No matter which one it is, I didn't touch any of them that day.

The past is unbearable, and in the end, of course, I was yelled out of the house together with this diary.

Opening this diary now, the immature, straightforward and second-year language on it still made me feel ashamed. I suppressed my shame and read it. The diary is not long, and the last page is a bit thick.

I found a utility knife and touched the edge of the paper with my other hand. I accidentally cut a hole in the paper. I wiped it with a paper towel, and carefully made a small opening on the edge of the paper.I cut open that place with a knife, maybe it was too old, and the two pieces of paper that were glued to each other were separated with a light touch - a neatly folded piece of paper was stuffed inside.

It was a love letter that was never sent.

……

……

It was raining outside, and the rain was pouring down, pattering down.The raindrops fell with a hint of chill, so I had an excuse and called Xiao Danran,

The phone rang twice and was picked up.

"Hello? Lin An?"

I listened to some noisy background on his end and asked nonsense

"Are you outside?"

He responded, as if saying something to the person next to him, and after a while, the surroundings became quiet.

"what happened?"

I thought for a while and said, "Remember to bring an umbrella."

He wondered, "It doesn't seem to be raining here."

"Is it raining over there?"

"Yes." I took a deep breath and said, "Xiao Danran."

Hey at the other end, and the appearance of a Erha appeared in my mind, and it tilted its head at me solemnly.

"Do you have a date on Christmas Day?"

He said, "Right."

My heart skipped a beat, but I heard him add,

"It's a bit annoying to see more than fifty people."

"Fifty people??????"

Is this a fight or a holiday? ?

I was taken aback by my own thoughts.

His laughter came from the microphone, and I always feel a little silly on weekdays, but this makes my ears feel warm.

"Yes, otherwise I promise you."

I didn't say anything.

After a while, he asked,

"Lin An, do you really want to watch that movie?"

I was in a daze, subconsciously replied, "Which one?"

"You sent me that on WeChat." He sighed, "Didn't you invite me to see it?"

"Oh......"

Actually, I want to watch you more than the movie.

I thought.

"If you want to see it and go with me when I come back on New Year's Day?"

"......"

"Why didn't you talk?" There was some uncertainty in his voice, "Don't you want to watch it?"

"...think!"

I shook the paper in my hand, it was a little wet, and there was a little sweat in my palm.

"I thought you had a date for Christmas...."

"Dating?"

"Hmm." I looked at the paper in my hand, "Forget it, I'm old and think too much."

He laughed, "It's okay, the old man just has long nights and dreams."

I:"......."

Xiao Danran paused for a moment, then continued: "However, there are a lot of things these days, and I'm about to go to work."

I asked curiously, "Looking for a job?"

He smiled: "Well, my dad can't understand me being idle every day."

I nodded and remembered that he couldn't see, so I said cheers.

I understand, the six words, have you found a job in the phone calls I received every day after graduation, almost made my ears cocooned.

Afterwards, the company started to work overtime desperately, and listened to the gossip in the group, saying that the new boss was coming, and the performance was better.

I chewed the beef jerky back then, and asked in a daze for a moment, "Is our boss here?"

I have been in the company for more than two years, and the biggest official I see on weekdays is the district/chief. I never thought that I would commute with the boss.If I had known earlier, I would not dance so much on weekdays.

God knows if the boss has come down to inspect.

It seems that there is no, thank you for not killing.

The girl in the same group looked speechless, "Yes, but the upper floors are all on the top floor, we are only on the 10th floor."

Another team member took up the conversation and said: "The previous boss didn't take much care of our affairs, but this is hard to say. The new official takes office three fires."

The others nodded in agreement.

I silently swallowed the rest of the beef jerky, and decided to behave myself and behave better in the future, so that I might be able to hug the boss's lap and get a raise or something.

Just working overtime for several days in a row, I was as tired as a dog for several days, and I was still that kind of weak old dog.

Christmas is finally here.Christmas this year happens to be Saturday, and on Friday the streets are filled with colorful lights, and the company also put up a Christmas tree in a symbolic sense, with a few red socks hanging on it.

At night, the roads are decorated with lights, laughter and laughter everywhere, and couples emerge in endlessly.After eating dog food after wave after wave, I finally returned to the community.The neighborhood was as silent as ever, and I occasionally met a few old men and women who were walking downstairs.

After taking a shower, I climbed into bed and got ready to go to bed. I suddenly remembered that I would not have to work overtime on the weekend tomorrow, and I was relieved.It turns out that what is said on the Internet that "the whole person becomes numb when tired to a certain extent" is true.I remembered the news of sudden death while working overtime a while ago in my mind, I couldn't help shaking, and then comforted myself: It's okay, I'm still young.

Who cares, he's not an uncle until he's thirty.

I changed my posture lying on the bed, planning to send a message to Xiao Danran.We have been chatting on WeChat for the past few days. He seems to leave early and return late. Every time I come back, I see that the lights in his house are dark.

As someone who has been there, I know that it is not easy to find a job, and I am trying to encourage the youth of this era every day.

So the person who posted the link became me. If Xiao Danran's exclusive link is about health and wellness, then mine is about inspirational life. In short, it's chicken soup for no brains.

What are "40 life experiences that will benefit you for a lifetime", "behind all the excellence is the ascetic persistence", "the success of an ordinary boy" and many other such things are my "teaching content".

I used to tease the manager every day, but now I don't care about being slapped in the face. Instead, I always take the opportunity to quietly observe the manager's bookcase in the office.

Well, this book is good and inspiring enough.

Xiao Danran still didn't reply to me, I quit the WeChat interface and started to scroll through Weibo, until the news that city b would usher in cold air tomorrow, I suddenly remembered that my cheap son's coat was still with me.

The coat has not been moved since I put it on the chair next to the desk last time, and I haven't had a chance to sit down properly this week, and I haven't noticed it, let alone remembered to dry it.

I picked up the coat and shook it, something fell off the clothes, and there was a crisp sound on the ground, like the sound of some metal falling to the ground.I was startled, and hurriedly looked down.

There was a key lying quietly on the ground, which was similar to mine, except that there was a label on it that said "Floor 5".The label was also there when the landlord gave me the key before, but I washed it off because I thought it was ugly.

My heart trembled, I caught some information in my memory, and an idea gradually took shape in my mind.

I got up early on Saturday, went downstairs, stood in front of the man's door and knocked for a long time, but no one answered.

I waited for a day, and Yang Huan sent me a message during the period, asking if I wanted to come out for dinner.I told him that I had an appointment with someone else, and then I sat at the table and continued to eat noodles. I thought about the overwhelming Christmas interviews on TV, and after thinking about it, I sent Xiao Danran a happy Christmas message. The last message from the other party was still the night before.

It wasn't until I went downstairs to throw out the garbage, and when I looked up, the fifth floor was still pitch black, which looked out of place in the whole building's lights.

This year's Christmas is over.

Early on Sunday morning, I went downstairs and knocked on the door again. After confirming that no one was there, I resignedly pulled the doorknob and did not open it.

I wiped the ashes from my palms on my pants, and suddenly realized that Xiao Danran hadn't come back for a week.

The author has something to say

Lin An: Didn't you say that you didn't bring the keys?

Xiao Danran: Oh, it's over.

Lin An:? ? ? ? ?