The protagonist of the white lotus is set to collapse

Zhuo Qian found that Young Master Shen's waywardness was really terribly capricious, and he didn't listen to what he said, like a three-year-old brat clamoring to buy toys, Zhuo Qian wished he could roll up his sleeves and stuff Shen Jialan into the bus directly.

Of course, he was reluctant to do so.

So Zhuo Qian could only explain with a bitter face: "I live in my uncle and aunt's house now, and I have a cousin and a cousin. The family is small and small, so it is inconvenient for you to go, and you are not used to my family. environment."

"I didn't even go, how do you know I'm not used to it?" Shen Jialan retorted him.

"I'm not used to it myself." Zhuo Qian said.

The house was dark and damp, and sometimes it rained for several days, and the smell of mold could still be smelled from the walls.

Zhuo Qian didn't know why Shen Jialan had such a deep obsession with going to his house, if he was Shen Jialan, he wouldn't want to step in just by seeing the outside environment.

Zhuo Qian was talking nonsense, and he even listed the shortcomings of the family one by one with his fingers. He talked dryly, and finally saw Shen Jialan showing a hesitant expression.

Zhuo Qian breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to help Shen Jialan hail a taxi, but before he could make a move, Shen Jialan suddenly said, "You don't want to go back either."

"……what?"

"You hate that house so much, so don't go back." Shen Jialan took Zhuo Qian's hand, the neon lights on the side of the road reflected his face, his dark eyes were deep, as if there were stars twinkling inside, fluttering spiritual.

Zhuo Qian was taken aback by the flash, and asked blankly, "Where will I go if I don't go back?"

Shen Jialan spoke softly: "Let's find a hotel."

Zhuo Qian: "..."

Shen Jialan looked at him flutteringly: "Is it okay?"

Zhuo Qian: "...I can't."

Shen Jialan's face collapsed in an instant.

Zhuo Qian took the opportunity to educate him: "We are still high school students, we are still underage, how can you speak so proficiently about going to the hotel? And I don't even have an ID card, the hotel won't let me check in."

Shen Jialan immediately said, "You don't need an ID card to go to the hotel run by my family."

Zhuo Qian: "..." Dare he said so much, Shen Jialan only heard the last sentence.

Seeing Zhuo Qian's firm attitude, Shen Jialan still didn't force him.

After thinking for a moment, Shen Jialan took Zhuo Qian's hand and said, "Then you go back with me."

Zhuo Qian felt Shen Jialan's strength pulling him, lowered his head and sighed.

Shen Jialan said: "Aunt Shen and her daughter have gone home. I live alone and don't want to go back."

Zhuo Qian was stunned for a moment: "When did they leave?"

Shen Jialan said, "Last week."

Zhuo Qian thought that Shen Jialan's house was so big that it would be lonely for three people to live there, and he didn't know how Shen Jialan survived alone.

Hey, it hurts a little.

In the end, Zhuo Qian took Shen Jialan home.

Zhuo Qian originally wanted to go directly to Shen Jialan's house, but then realized that he hadn't packed his clothes yet and left all his homework for the winter vacation at home, so he planned to take Shen Jialan back to stay overnight.

Unexpectedly, Shen Jialan, who was beaten to death not long ago for not taking the bus, didn't even say a word, and obediently followed Zhuo Qian to get on the bus.

It was dark outside, and there was no one in the bus.

Bright incandescent lights filled the entire compartment, and the heater was blowing.

The doors and windows in the carriage were closed tightly, the air was very stuffy, and the bus was driving a little erratically, after sitting for about 10 minutes, Shen Jialan couldn't stand it anymore, like an eggplant beaten by frost, hesitantly His head rested on Zhuo Qian's shoulder.

Zhuo Qian pressed down on his body, trying to make Shen Jialan lean more comfortably.

It's also hard for Shen Jialan to be half a head taller than him, and now she is slightly curled up against him, reminding him of the big golden retriever raised by a friend of his before.

Zhuo Qian's heart softened a little, he raised his hand to touch Shen Jialan's face, then grabbed Shen Jialan's hand on his lap, and interlocked fingers with Shen Jialan.

They sit in the last row and don't have to worry about being seen by others.

Of course, there is nothing to see.

"If you don't feel well, just sleep for a while." Zhuo Qian rubbed Shen Jialan's hair with his chin, and whispered, "I still have to sit for an hour."

Shen Jialan hummed, and put his other hand on Zhuo Qian's lap.

At first Zhuo Qian's expression was normal, but then it gradually became weird. He hesitated to speak, held back for a while, but finally couldn't hold back and grabbed Shen Jialan's hand.

"Don't touch it."

"What's wrong with touching it?" Shen Jialan didn't look up, but his tone was obviously unhappy.

"It's itchy to touch." Zhuo Qian put Shen Jialan's restless hand on his own leg, "I want to touch yourself."

"I don't want it." Shen Jialan let go of his hand again, and even more vigorously touched Zhuo Qian's leg a few times. Fortunately, Zhuo Qian was not a cat, otherwise Shen Jialan would have bald his hair.

Zhuo Qian had no choice but to turn a blind eye.

After they get off the bus, they still have to walk for a while.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

The suburbs are no better than the city, especially in winter. Once night falls, the hustle and bustle of the day is lost, and no one else is seen along the way.

However, the trees on both sides of the road are covered with red lanterns, which gives a faint taste of the year.

Looking at the red lanterns on the tree, Zhuo Qian suddenly realized that the Chinese New Year would be two days away, and Shen Jialan's birthday was on the first day of the new year.

Walking into the community, the surrounding light became darker again.

Most of the street lights in the community are broken. As the end of the year is approaching, there are still many things to do in the property of the community, so the repair of street lights has been delayed again and again.

Fortunately, Zhuo Qian has lived here for a long time, and he can find it back with his eyes closed.

There are no elevators in the unit buildings here, only narrow stairs, the lights in the corridors are not even as bright as the street lights outside, and the gray and white walls are covered with old advertising paper.

Zhuo Qian walked in front, and he didn't forget to turn his head and tell Shen Jialan: "Don't touch the handrail, it's covered with rust."

Shen Jialan gave a muffled hum, and the flashlight of his mobile phone flickered wildly.

When he reached the third floor, Shen Jialan finally couldn't hold back and asked, "Don't you have an elevator here?"

Zhuo Qian replied: "No."

Shen Jialan's tone was full of disbelief: "So you take the stairs all the way up and down?"

"Yes."

Shen Jialan was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "How many floors does your building have?"

"Eighth floor." Zhuo Qian said, "What's wrong?"

"The state stipulates that elevators must be installed in residential buildings with seven floors and above. Do you have buildings with more than seven floors?"

Zhuo Qian: "..." He didn't expect Shen Jialan to think about this.

Shen Jialan said quietly: "The buildings here are all illegal buildings."

This sentence reminded Zhuo Qian, he stopped going upstairs, turned his head, and asked in a low voice: "If I report this matter to the relevant department, do you think I can get a bonus?"

Shen Jialan said, "I don't know."

But before Zhuo Qian could say anything, he added, "But I can give you a bonus."

Zhuo Qian didn't speak, but looked at Shen Jialan with a complicated expression.

Shen Jialan was puzzled by him: "What's wrong?"

Zhuo Qian leaned over unexpectedly, and took advantage of standing on the stairs to kiss Shen Jialan from top to bottom. He sighed, "Is this the feeling of finding a rich boyfriend?"

Although Zhuo Qian is very excited about the bonus, there are so many tenants with similar conditions to his house, if this community is demolished, everyone may not be able to find such a cheap house again.

After much deliberation, Zhuo Qian gave up the idea of ​​reporting.

The two continued to walk upstairs.

In the silence, Shen Jialan's voice sounded: "Professional access to the sewer."

Zhuo Qian looked back, and saw Shen Jialan standing in front of the wall, pointing the flashlight of his mobile phone at the small advertisement on the wall, and looking at it seriously.

Shen Jialan's expression was extremely novel, and he said happily, "There are even unlocked phones."

Zhuo Qian walked over in silence, grabbed Shen Jialan's hand and left.

Shen Jialan asked him: "Are those calls real?"

Zhuo Qian said, "Of course."

Shen Jialan clicked his tongue: "I thought someone was joking."

Zhuo Qian thought to himself, how can others pick up the business if they don't keep their real number?Hey, what a big daddy, this is probably the first time I have seen these psoriasis advertisements.

When we got home, everyone else fell asleep.

There were almost no guests at home, and there were not many slippers. Zhuo Qian couldn't find new slippers, so he had to let Shen Jialan wear his cotton slippers, and he turned out the summer sandals and slippers.

Originally, Zhuo Qian was a little worried that Shen Jialan would not want to wear the slippers he wore, but Shen Jialan not only put them on, but also walked around in his bedroom well.

Zhuo Qian's bedroom is very small, the furniture is very old, if Zhuo Qian didn't like to tidy up, this bedroom would not even be seen.

Shen Jialan sat on the chair and looked at Zhuo Qian's winter vacation homework on the desk. Half of the homework had been completed, and Zhuo Qian was going to finish the rest in the next few days.

The desk lamp on the desk emitted warm yellow light, which shone on Shen Jialan's body, blurring the outline of his face.

Looking at this scene, Zhuo Qian still felt unreal.

He never dreamed that one day Shen Jialan would appear in his bedroom, Shen Jialan was so out of tune with the environment here, it was as if a dimensional wall had been broken.

The sound insulation effect at home is not good, usually Zhuo Qian doesn't take a bath when he comes back late, he just wipes himself casually.

Zhuo Qian dug out old clothes from the closet to use as pajamas for Shen Jialan, and he could also use his towels, but he couldn't find a new toothbrush at home.

Zhuo Qian asked Shen Jialan to wait in the bathroom, and he walked lightly to the living room to find a new toothbrush.

Zhuo Rui's sleep was very light, and he woke up after hearing the slight sound of Zhuo Qian's return, but he didn't get up, but lay on the bed and continued to sleep.

It wasn't until Zhuo Qian was rummaging through the living room that he got up and went out.

The light in the living room was not turned on, and the light from the bathroom barely illuminated a small area, and Zhuo Qian could be seen squatting in front of the TV cabinet, carefully looking for something in the drawer.

Zhuo Rui frowned and asked, "What are you looking for?"

Zhuo Qian was startled by his arrival, stood up quickly, and said embarrassedly: "Sorry, I woke you up."

"No, I woke up by myself." After Zhuo Rui finished speaking, he asked again, "What are you looking for?"

Zhuo Qian scratched his head: "I remember that there was a spare toothbrush in this drawer, but I couldn't find it."

Zhuo Rui walked over, knelt down and felt in the drawer, and quickly touched the toothbrush that was squeezed to the farthest side, and he handed the toothbrush to Zhuo Qian: "There are too many things in the drawer, you have to turn on the light to find them. convenient."

Zhuo Qian took the toothbrush and said thank you.

Zhuo Rui nodded: "Go to bed early."

He left after he finished speaking, but when he walked to the door, he suddenly heard voices coming from the bathroom. He had heard other people's voices just now, and thought he heard it wrong, but now he heard it clearly.

Zhuo Rui was stunned for two seconds, then turned and walked towards the bathroom.

As he got closer, he could hear Zhuo Qian and that person's conversation more clearly.

"Wash your face well and don't touch it." This was Zhuo Qian's voice.

"Hmm," said the man.

"Don't squeeze me, this place is very narrow." Zhuo Qian seemed helpless, "You squeezed me to the wall."

Although the bathroom door was closed, Zhuo Rui could still hear those words clearly.

Zhuo Rui didn't know what he thought of, his face became more and more ugly, under the excitement, he even forgot to knock on the bathroom door, and directly reached out to twist the bathroom door.

Unexpectedly, the bathroom door was locked from the inside.

Zhuo Rui raised his hand and knocked on the door, at least there was still a sliver of reason that allowed him to control his strength.

After the people inside heard the knock on the door, there was a moment of silence, and then it took a long while before someone opened the bathroom door.

But the bathroom door was not fully opened, only wide enough to reveal a face, Zhuo Qian stood behind the door, blocking Zhuo Rui's eyes from looking in with his body.

Although Zhuo Qian had pretended to be calm enough, there was guilt in his eyes, and he asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhuo Rui's eyes were sharp, and he stared at Zhuo Qian without blinking: "Is there anyone else inside?"

"Yeah." Zhuo Qian said, "My classmate came to stay overnight."

Zhuo Qian didn't intend to let Shen Jialan hide and hide. If it was just now, he would have let Shen Jialan greet Zhuo Rui openly, but now Shen Jialan's clothes have been taken off, and it would be a little strange to greet Zhuo Rui. suitable.

However, Zhuo Rui didn't seem to feel the embarrassment floating in the air, so he asked, "Which classmate?"

Zhuo Qian answered honestly: "You have met him, Shen Jialan."

Zhuo Rui didn't expect that the person inside would be Shen Jialan, Zhuo Qian and Shen Jialan have become so close?Reminiscent of the conversation he just heard, his tone sank: "What were you doing just now?"

Zhuo Qian seemed shocked by Zhuo Rui's serious expression, and it took him a long time to reply: "Wash your face and take a shower."

"You two together?"

"He is not familiar with the things at home, so I came to help him."

Zhuo Rui didn't speak anymore, just quietly observed Zhuo Qian, as if to confirm whether Zhuo Qian was lying.

Zhuo Qian's scalp was numb from Zhuo Rui's eyes, and he didn't even know how to explain.