Divorce!I want to feed you.

"My name is Jing Shan, I'm 32 years old, unmarried, an architect, and I'm the designer of this house."

Qiu also looked at the big hand stretched out, and suddenly forgot which hand he used to smoke and which hand he used to draw the Leaning Tower of Pisa just now.Although I don't have such a serious cleanliness, the soil on the building ground is really dirty.Looking at this hand, only the upturned thumb can be seen clearly. After hesitating for a while, he decided to reach out and hold this man named Jing Shan back.

"Qiuya, 29 years old, married. Company accountant, ordinary office worker."

The palm was unexpectedly warm, but when the broad and huge palm covered her, Qiu also felt that if Jing Shan used force, she might be crushed.It was the first time I experienced this complete sense of envelopment.

Properly letting go of his hand, Jing Shan seemed a little reluctant to put down his hand after a while.But the informal self-introduction made Qiu Ye laugh.Usually when I meet others, I politely add "please take care of me when I first meet", but it is good to be so unruly in private, at least I don't feel that the restraint is real.

"Please take care of me in the future, Mr. Jingshan."

Qiu is not a person who will take the initiative to find topics, and he is not very clear about how to talk about it next.He'd never made friends with anyone in the apartment, and since he'd only just moved in, he was a shy guy too.Usually there are only two friends, and because it is difficult to see each other after moving into a new home, it is even more difficult to maintain.

"Take care of what? Water more? I just hope this kind of thing never happens again."

Qiu Ye was secretly surprised by Jingshan's unique way of chatting.Is he a person who lives offline or a person who lives in his own exclusive dimension?It was just normal polite words, but the other party answered very seriously without worrying about the other party's feelings.Qiu also felt depressed, but couldn't tell the other party directly.

"Sorry……"

He lowered his head and apologized in a low voice, Qiu also wanted to go home now, he felt that chatting with Jingshan was a little bit unsuitable for the airwaves.But Jingshan tilted his head and looked over as if he didn't understand.

"Why do you apologize to me? You want to commit suicide, but it's not that you did something sorry to me."

What is this skill called?The terminator of the topic, chatting to death, leaving no room for it.

Qiu also thought to himself in embarrassment, if only he hadn't run out, he wouldn't have to face such a difficult guy.If he can design beautiful and practical buildings, why is he so incapable of conversational skills!It is easy to suspect that his private life is not social at all.But yes, if he spoke in this way, he wouldn't have any friends. Most people who could chat with him probably couldn't.

"Well, thank you for successfully preventing my suicide and saving the life of an ordinary person."

The words were more formal than the electronic news this morning, and the tone was also repulsive. Finally, he heard the unnaturalness in Qiu Ye's words. Jing Shan thought for a while, but after thinking for a long time, he only said "No polite".

"I'm going back, let's talk again when we have a chance. I'm very happy to meet Mr. Jingshan today."

He bent slightly and was about to leave, but Jing Shan suddenly spoke.

"Leave a contact information? I'm not... very good at chatting face to face, but if it's online, it shouldn't make you feel awkward."

"Ok?"

Surprised by Jingshan's precise self-awareness, although the first impression was not particularly good, but at the moment I didn't know how to refuse, so I had to take out my phone, shake it and exchange social accounts.

"Stay a little longer?"

Jing Shan opened his mouth but only made an unreasonable request like a child. He just looked at Qiu Ye like that, blocking the door with his body, with obvious intentions.

"Okay, what do you want to talk about?"

Sighing helplessly, Qiu could only stay here and continue chatting with this strange man.In Qiu Ye's eyes, although Jingshan sometimes speaks strangely, he should have no malicious intentions, and he is also the designer of the house he lives in, which can make people feel a little bit respectful, and because of this, he doesn't like it. I have the nerve to refuse Jingshan face to face.

After taking out the cigarette case and fire, and lighting it up again, Jing Shan heaved a sigh of relief and didn't spray the smoke on Qiu Ye's face again, but looked out of the window with only two panes of glass.

"Does Mr. Qiuya like this place? This apartment."

"Hmm... that's it."

He opened his mouth to answer, but he could only utter such ambiguous words.Whether he likes this apartment or not, he doesn't know.It's just that when I choose, I don't particularly like or dislike.Compared with apartments, it is more about family expectations after marriage.Such a temperless self, no matter the university he studied, the major he chose, or his job, he obeyed the arrangements.The blind date with Muma was introduced by his parents through relatives. He has never been particularly picky, and he got married after getting together, thinking that this is the life track he should follow most to live.

So, whether he likes this apartment or not, in fact, he never thought about it before.As far as apartments are concerned, it should be a relatively high-quality choice.Although it is not a first-tier city, it is not a city fortress, but fortunately it is very close to the station, and it is only five stations away from the company.This is a very plus point, and that's why he didn't choose to rent it but bought it directly.

"What don't you like about it?"

Jing Shan's words were abrupt, but they hit the nail on the head.He could tell he wasn't all that keen on the building.But there is nothing wrong with the other party's question. For an apartment designed by myself, I would want to hear more about other people's attitudes towards my work.

"It's not that I don't like it. I have no research on apartment houses, so it seems that the large apartments are similar. The appearance is very acceptable, and it is also considered comfortable to live in... The location is very good, that... …and the exterior color is great too...”

Racking his brains to find the good points of this apartment, but Qiu Ye, who usually doesn't pay attention to these things, suddenly finds it so difficult to praise unfamiliar areas.Apart from being more sensitive to the numbers on the way to work, he doesn't care much about other trivial matters in life.

"What about the concept of 'home'? You said you were married. I want to hear your opinion."

Suddenly asked this question that Qiu Ye didn't even want to think about, unconsciously pursed his lips, and when he lowered his head, there was a little injury in his eyes.

After marriage, what you form with your wife is called "family", but what kind of concept is home to yourself?Is it Muma's arrival as scheduled, or the endless dispute between the two?Is it a place to deprive oneself of one's dignity as a human being, or a cage of despair in which oneself is confined.Qiu couldn't help but think that Jingshan must have asked the wrong person. The family he formed now is too special to be suitable for this kind of questionnaire, and he himself can't give meaningful answers, let alone tell the real situation.

"I've only been married for a short time, so I'm sorry that I don't have a deep understanding of this aspect."

With an apologetic smile towards Jingshan, while tactfully refusing to answer this question, he once again had the idea of ​​leaving.

"Oh. So what if you're not married? Before you got married, did you imagine what this house called 'home' would be like?"

Qiu Ye didn't understand what Jingshan wanted to ask.A person who has never cared much about himself is expected to seriously think about the concept of "expectations and realities of residence and family". This topic is too difficult for others.Before marriage, although I thought about it when I was bored, it was not a profound problem after all, and I had already forgotten it at this moment.

"When I'm single, I think I can get married and live together, no matter where I live. It doesn't matter if it's a finished product I bought, built by myself, or rented. After all, the people who live in it are more important, and the house is also It should serve people. But if you think about it this way, it has little to do with whether you are married or not, after all, the composition of a family is not just a couple."

What are you talking about...

Is it a novel or a TV series line, this kind of opening answer that would lead to a long story made Shuya regret it.He felt that it was impossible for him to leave here in a short period of time. Talking about this kind of thing with people in architecture, especially since Jingshan's unique way of speaking is so rare, he didn't have the confidence to fully deal with it.

"In addition to husband and wife, there are also children, or parents, brothers, boyfriends and girlfriends, or shared renting... The design of the residence must be based on the premise of comfort and convenience, to give people who live here expectations, and let them People have a sense of connection with the house, so that people who come back from work can think of the people they live with, and at the same time have an impression of the house and a sense of belonging..."

Jingshan babbled a lot on his own, and Qiu Ye looked at his earnest expression with frowned eyebrows, which made people feel that he was a serious and responsible designer.

"That means making people want to go home even more, right?"

After interrupting Jingshan's soliloquy, Qiu also gave his own conclusion.

"Correct!"

The eyes suddenly lit up, shining with a radiance that was not suitable for Jingshan, the slightly excited expression on the face seemed to be very happy, and the corners of the raised lips outlined a surprising curly arc.

"Even if you live alone, you have to have the idea of ​​'relaxing at home' after a hard day's work. Such a house should be the best, right?"

Qiu also laughed along, when he said this sentence.

"That's right, that's it, that's it..."

Jing Shan paced back and forth as if he had solved a puzzle that had plagued him for a long time.His long legs would hit the wall if he couldn't take two steps. It was really difficult for him in such a small space.Qiu couldn't help thinking this way.

"Thank you, Qiuya! I'm going back first, I still have some work to do, I'll contact you on my phone later, thank you."

Qiu Ye, who secretly breathed a sigh of relief, listened to Jing Shan's farewell, and quickly waved his hands to indicate that you are welcome.

The most direct way to go up from the sixth floor to the seventh floor is to take the stairs of the fire escape. When Jing Shan turned around and walked up, because the height of the fire escape was too low, he had to bend down or lower his head to avoid bumping into it.

Qiu also watched Jing Shan, who didn't bow his head or bend over, but still couldn't help but find him interesting.Because such a tall man wanted to pass such a short part, but he chose to tilt his head all the time.

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