Social animals don't deserve love

Early the next morning, I dragged the two suitcases I brought back from Ango, carried two paper bags, and carried Socrates on my back. I planned to move the big and small bags to the staff dormitory.

It’s not that it’s for the benefit of the trade, although the staff dormitory also has to pay rent to the landlord, the only convenience is that you don’t have to force yourself to squeeze public transportation during rush hour.Moreover, the dormitory rent is very cost-effective, and it is almost equal to the accumulated commuting expenses every month.

Most importantly... there are people around at all times.

Opening the door of his house, he saw a tall Russian man wearing a plush white hat and a cloak standing outside.

"Er... hello, Mr. Dostoevsky?"

Don't you think it's a little early?It's only 07:30 in the morning!

The young man's eyes were confused. If he wasn't too tall, he would look like a hamster poking its head out of a burrow with squinted eyes.

"Call me Fyodor, good morning, ma'am."

It took about half a minute for him to wake up: "Yesterday, my friends and I looked around for a rental house and found it very late. I'm sorry."

——In fact, Ivan was the only one who did this physical work. As the leader, he just stayed up all night and drifted around the network to collect information.

"Sounds a bit miserable." I dragged the suitcase and carried the paper bag out of the house and locked it: "Have you found a place to stay?"

"It's a pity." He shook his head with an innocent face: "Here seems to be overly wary of foreigners. Many houses that look good will shake their heads and refuse when they hear that they are rented by foreigners."

"That's really bad luck." I hesitated for a moment, and looked up at him: "As you can see, I'm moving house, can you wait for a while, and I'll be back in about an hour."

I meant that I would have some free time this morning and tomorrow afternoon, but it wouldn't be 07:30 to start wandering around with a stranger I've only met once.The land area of ​​Yokohama is not large, and there are only a few scenic spots that can be visited. Hardworking people can walk back and forth without any problem, so I made my request confidently.

"I can help you." He reached out to the paper bag hanging on my arm, but was subconsciously avoided: "Ah, I'm sorry, I don't need to trouble you, this is just a literature book that hasn't been published yet."

"A book?" Fyodor withdrew his hand and pressed his chest on his chest and bowed slightly: "Books are the ladder of wisdom, and those who like to read must be blessed by my lord."

"You can really talk." I skipped the topic of books, dragged my luggage and walked to the bus stop and stood there: "If you don't mind, I will meet you at the tea shop yesterday."

He looked shaky, which was really worrying.

"Hypoglycemia? You have to eat something quickly." I took out a box of thick egg burnt from another bag and handed it over: "I made this at home. It tastes ordinary, and it can only be said to be clean."

This snack was originally intended to be brought to the detective agency to be distributed to the "seniors" for good relations, and it is urgent to deal with the situation, but now it has become a good medicine to save the poor foreign youth.

"You are so kind." He took the box and shook his phone at me: "See you later?"

"See you later!" The bus came, and I walked up with the box clinking, put in the coin, and walked along the aisle until I reached the bottom of the car and sat down.

07:30 is when the traffic jams start, but in our neighborhood where the average age of residents is over 55, it's okay, there's always a seat.

After 10 minutes, the bus entered Tsurumi District from Aoba District, took another two stops, got off and turned back, and walked for 15 minutes to arrive at the apartment building where the staff dormitory is located.

"Morning, Miss Fubuki! Have you moved here?"

Tanizaki Junichiro and his younger sister are walking out with their schoolbags in hand. To be honest, the two brothers and sisters look nothing alike, and their behavior is so close that they may have crossed the line, but... the one who dominates is not Junichiro but It was Naomi, and the former was enjoying it while shyly rejecting it.

This made me decide to pretend I was blind and didn't see anything.

Don't get too deep into it, just leave it at that.

"Good morning, have you had breakfast?"

I took out another small box from the bag, which contained the freshly fried dumplings in the morning: "Take it and share it with milk."

Naomi is quite cute and generous to everyone except her brother: "Wow! Fried dumplings! It smells so good! Thank you sister Chuuxue."

"Let's go, don't be late, be careful on the road." I raised my hand to straighten the loose necklines of the two of them, and watched the boy and girl run out holding schoolbags and boxes in hand.

Then Mr. Kunikida came out of the room counting the second hand on his watch with his head down: "Morning."

He just said this one word and then hurried away, muttering "plan" or something as he walked, which reminded me out of nowhere of Sir Rabbit in "Alice in Wonderland".

Ah, Mr. Kunikida's version of the righteous Sir Rabbit, my hands are itchy, I want to draw...

The few remaining colleagues knew that they would not be able to get up early in the morning, and I didn't want to be annoying, just took out small gifts from the bag and hung them on their respective doorknobs.

The book "How to Build a Good Relationship with Colleagues" talks about the important role of preparing small gifts for newcomers. I don't know how to get along with others, so I decided to follow the gourd and don't want to be liked by everyone. In short... In short As long as you don't get hated, that's enough.

So far it doesn't look like I'm hated, well, well.

I put the box in the dormitory, and hid the remains of Oda Sakunosuke in the closet as a treasure, and I returned the same way with Socrates on my back.

The Russian guy was very incongruous, but he didn't do anything that could hurt me, so I decided to spend the morning repaying his kindness, and then I said goodbye.

During the three-day vacation, I still have to hand in the manuscript I agreed with Teacher Sanriyue.

Last night, the young master and I lost our temper. We squatted on the top of the cabinet and refused to get down no matter what. We were so angry that we didn't even eat the nutrition cream.I guess he understood that I was packing my luggage again, and he didn't like to move frequently in such a short period of time, so he complained so much.

So much to say, he made countless promises, tossing and tossing until midnight before inviting him back to the cat's nest and adding another meal to turn the page.

"Socrates, we are going to work together from now on~ Will you be afraid?"

Through the ventilation hole, I put a finger in to scratch his ear, Socrates raised his paw and slapped me away, twisted impatiently and shrank into a ball.

Well, it seems that the anger is still there, how about another piece of milk cake at noon?

The orange cat is always better than his compatriots, as long as the food is in place, the relationship will almost be in place.

Socrates ignored me at the moment, and could only turn his head to look out the scenery through the car window.

The return journey was faster than when I went out, and the strange Russian youth was still standing under the stop sign where I left, holding an empty small box in his hand.I crossed the road and walked up to him. Fyodor, who looked much better, turned around and smiled at me when he heard the voice: "The egg rolls you made are delicious."

Gogol said that there is tenderness and kindness in it.

He is toothless, purely kind, without any exchange of benefits.

I nodded to accept his compliment, turned on the phone and called up the electronic map: "Is there any place you want to go in particular? As a local, if you want to see old buildings, I suggest you go to Sanxi Garden. If you want to feel the new era, you can go to Go to Minato Mirai, go shopping and take a walk to the Red Brick Square, Yokohama Stadium, Port Opening Memorial Hall, and the Old Customs Building.”

I think that as a foreigner, he would definitely not travel thousands of miles to see the English garden that he might have been tired of seeing in his hometown, so he didn't mention it.

"..."

Fyodor, the choice is difficult.

In the end, he hesitated and made a decision: "Go to Hong Kong, I like the sea."

Think about it, too. Tsarist Russia spent hundreds of years and several generations of hard work, just to open up the passage from land to sea.

So I led this foreigner who likes the sea to change a route and take a bus, wobbling all the way to the terminal, and 200 meters away from the bus is the blue and quiet sea.

Yokohama is located at the confluence of Kanagawa and Tokyo Bay, adjacent to Tokyo.It belongs to Kanagawa Prefecture and has Kanagawa District under its jurisdiction. Many people who travel for the first time will be confused. It is completely understandable that they need a local as a guide.

I kept a business attitude and led Fyodor from beginning to end along the coastal trail.Seagulls flew overhead from time to time, seeing that we had no bread in our hands, we had to fly away angrily.

All the way to the bottom of the landmark Ferris wheel, couples in pairs and groups of high school students lined up one by one, waiting patiently for the ride.

"Miss Fubuki likes to overlook the scenery from a high place?" He glanced at the line that almost extended into the sea, then turned his head and blinked innocently: "As a thank you."

Such a beautiful person looks good no matter what he does, and his proposal is hard to refuse.

We walked to the tail of the team and stood still, surrounded by many children who ran out of their parents' arms, chasing and playing around.Screams and noises can be heard endlessly, and occasionally warm little hands and feet beat on the body as they pass by.

Fyodor was almost knocked headfirst into the sea by the tallest and strongest child. He bent down and patted the little fat boy on the head, and pressed his shoulder to turn around: "Go, run over there, little calf!" .”

The little fat man blushed and bowed and apologized, and led the next group of "little brothers" to hula la and ran to the other side of the square.

"May God bless these lovely children."

He smiled gently and compassionately, and his movements to touch the child were very gentle.After the noise gradually dissipated, I smoothed my hair disheveled by the sea breeze and talked to him: "You like children very much?"

"Yeah." The young man looked at the little thing rolling into a ball in the distance and couldn't hold back his smile: "It's very cute, pure goodness and pure evil are all vividly reflected in children. Their world is only black and white, there is no Isn't the gray area under the helplessness and compromise of adults worthy of appreciation?"

"That's true." I agree with this very much, there will be no more pure creatures than cubs in this world.

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Mr. Tuo, a writer who can write three times without rushing to the street, my eternal god!

In order to write this chapter, I specially stabbed Brother Rui's pet hamster with an apple branch so that it ran around in the cage.

Normally, I always double-update, add-update... wait until I get off the clip and have a look.

In the previous article, I almost couldn't finish adding more, so I must take it as a warning!

The reason for the indefinite time is that I have not saved the manuscript~

It's almost the rule of one watch before twelve o'clock, and one watch before five o'clock. Anyway, don't wait, it's very anxious to wait.

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