[Traveling] Stepfather Clearance Plan

Previously, in order to save rent, Lu Xun had been living in a basement in the outer ring.The basement is only five square meters in total, enough to accommodate a single bed, a set of tables and chairs, and Lu Xun's own things. There is almost no place to stay in the room.There is a separate toilet in the basement, and if you want to take a shower, you have to walk for half an hour to the public bathroom a few streets away.

These are all plots that Xiao wrote with his own handwriting back then. Only when he was really on the scene, did he feel that the situation of the young man was too distressing.The narrow basement has no windows, and the noisy old-fashioned air conditioner is passable, but even with the air conditioner on, the room still feels extremely stuffy.

Xiao was lying on his back on the bed, leaning his shoulders against the wall, staring blankly at the fluorescent lamps on the ceiling that had already turned black.

If I had known that one day I would be transmigrated into this world, it would have been nice to write Lu Xun as a third-generation rich man who owns a lot of money, drives a BMW, lives in a villa, is glamorous and noble...

...But even if it is a fictional game plot, can obtaining happiness be such a simple matter?

He thought about it for a while, then felt that this posture was too hard for his neck, turned over and stood up, and began to pack his things.The furniture, pots and bowls and other daily necessities here are all given by the landlord. Lu Xun doesn't have many things. He packs them up and down. He only has a few clothes and two books.It seems that the largest piece of property is the medicine box in the corner, which is full of various types of blades, alcohol, disinfectants, medical needles and threads, cotton, gauze and bandages, and there are also triple disposable syringes.

Xiao squatted in front of the box and stared blankly at the contents. After a while, she stretched out her hand to pick up those syringes, but her fingers stopped five centimeters away from the box, and she didn't dare to touch it.Ordinary people always have some psychological barriers to hospitals and medical supplies. Thinking of what Lu Xun did with these things, Xiao felt even more uncomfortable.

If at least the part that Xiao wrote was restored to this world intact, Lu Xun has not touched drugs for ten months.These syringes should just be left over from before.This is probably the only thing about the young man that can make people feel a little warm in their hearts.

Xiao shook his head, picked out the scary knives, needles, needles, syringes, etc. from the medicine box, went out and walked a dozen streets, found a very remote trash can, and threw those things into the trash can.

It was midsummer, and the sun was at its best in the afternoon, and after going back and forth like this for about an hour, Xiao's face was covered with sweat. Instead, it opened up a little.

He left all the medicines and bandages that may be used in daily life to the landlord.The landlord is an aunt in her fifties, very handsome and kind.Lu Xunben had a good appearance and a quiet personality. The landlord didn't know about his drug use and being entangled by gangsters. He only regarded him as a down-and-out North drifter, and took good care of him.This time the lease period was six days short of a full month, and the landlord didn't blame Xiao for not giving her time to find another house, and readily refunded him all the deposit.

Coming out of that basement, Xiao only pulled a 20-inch small box.It contained all of Lu Xun's belongings.

If the happy ending cannot be achieved within a month, it will be a big problem to come out from Yuechuan, where to eat and where to sleep.In the original world, he did earn a lot of money by writing game scripts, but money is something that cannot be taken away in life and death. Now that he comes here, he has completely become a penniless pauper, And he couldn't even think of a way to make money.

... We are innocent and good guys, we can't really sell ourselves, can we?

Xiao Chang sighed.What a hassle.

What a hassle.

Alas...it's really troublesome.

It was already evening when we arrived at Yuechuan's house.Xiao came out of the elevator, pulled his small suitcase and stood at the door of Yuechuan's house, raised his hand to the doorbell several times, and put it down several times.Later, the female white-collar worker who lived in the opposite door came back from the outside, and while taking the key to open the door, she looked at him several times presumptuously.

He was looked even more embarrassed, and finally made up his mind to ring the doorbell, but the door opened directly from the inside.

Yue Chuan was wearing an apron with green flowers, one hand was holding the doorknob, the other was holding a spatula, and there was a faint aroma of popping green onions in the room.

"I thought you wouldn't come today." He said this plainly, without any expression on his face, and turned to let the door open.

Xiao turned her head and glanced at the female white-collar worker at the opposite door, who quickly turned her gaze away and entered the room. The anti-theft door closed with a loud "bang", which made Xiao shiver.When he officially entered Yuechuan's house, he looked at the spacious and bright living room, and was in a daze again.

After a while, he asked, "Can I take a bath?"

Yue Chuan nodded, took him to the bathroom, introduced the direction of the hot and cold water faucet, the location of shampoo and bath liquid, etc., and then retreated.After a while, he knocked on the door again, saying that towels and bathrobes were left at the door.

Xiao waited for the sound of cooking to be heard in the kitchen again, and then he was slightly relieved, and began to take off his clothes and turn on the water to take a bath.It's not that he doesn't know why he feels so cramped every time he sees Yuechuan.The relationship with this person has already far exceeded his psychological presupposition of a safe distance.

It seems that since "Blues", his interpersonal relationship has also plummeted to the bottom, rotting into a strange unknown thing.The unfinished game made him break up with all his best friends from college.After ten years of ignorance, the 33-year-old has a house, a car, a lot of money, a career that is not on the table, hundreds of thousands of crazy and enthusiastic fans, but no wife and children, and he doesn't even have a stable relationship. Feelings, there is not a heart-to-heart friend.

Not even one.

Literary creation is not something that needs to deal with people, and what he writes is the Two-dimensional of the Two-dimensional game scripts.In the nearly 10 years before that, he only had two or three chances a week to see living people on average, and most of the time, he was in a 24-hour convenience store one street away from his home.

What was the last time he lived with a certain person, he had been with his appearance 10 years ago, and he had completely forgotten it.

Xiao washed his body first, then put a tub of hot water in and lay down in it, and dried himself out after soaking until the water was even a little cold.At that time, the sun had already set to a very low position, and the setting sun shone golden in the spacious living room, making Xiao slightly squint his eyes.

Yue Chuan was sitting in the middle of the sun, smoking a cigarette absently, even the smoke surrounding him was now stained with gold.He must have been waiting for a long time, and a lot of cigarette butts had accumulated in the ashtray in front of him.

Xiao hesitated for a moment, then cleared his throat. "Sorry, I washed it too slowly and kept you waiting for so long."

Only then did Yue Chuan come back to his senses, put out the cigarette butt, passed by Xiao when he was walking to the bathroom, and rubbed his wet hair.Xiao felt quite dissatisfied that the hair that had just been neatly combed was messed up again, and after a long time of combing it with his hands, he finally got back all the forehead hair that had fallen down and blocked his eyes.

"...Should I cut it shorter? It's too inconvenient to be so long." Xiao asked casually, and after asking, he suddenly realized that this is a private question that most people would not ask for other people's opinions.To a certain extent, it was just because he didn't take Lu Xun's affairs as his own. To him, it was the same as when he asked the girl "should I make Lu Xun's hair shorter?".But when you say it to others, it will appear quite ambiguous.

After a while, Yue Chuan calmly replied: "You decide." He came back from the bathroom, shook the hair dryer in his hand toward Xiao, pressed Xiao to sit on the sofa, and switched on the power.

"If you don't dry it well, you will have a headache." The hair dryer was loud, and it was ringing in Xiao's ear, and Xiao was not sure if he could hear some resentment in Yue Chuan's tone.

"No, I never blow dry my hair, and I never get a headache." This is absolutely true.As a senior otaku, although Xiao can generally take good care of himself, so as not to starve to death, freeze to death and be sloppy, he is not particular about his living habits.Since he was a child, he has never used a hair dryer except in the barber shop.

Yue Chuan seemed to laugh softly.Because of the noise of the hair dryer, Shino couldn't hear clearly again.The hot air sprayed on Xiao's face, bringing an unfamiliar burning feeling, which made him close his eyes tightly.While brushing his slightly long hair, Yue Chuan carefully dried it layer by layer with a hair dryer. The touch of his slender and strong fingers running through the hair was mixed with the warm wind, making him feel quite comfortable.

At that time, Xiao actually felt that the huge emptiness that made him unable to hold back tears overflowed from the bottom of his heart again.

——If you don’t dry it properly, you will get a headache.

Someone once said that to him too.Exactly the same sentence.Exactly the same tone.Nine words, with a hint of reproach in the seriousness.

... But, who is it?

……who is it……

Xiao opened his eyes again to see Yuechuan, but Yuechuan turned off the hair dryer instead.The deafening noise stopped abruptly, and the absolute silence for a while made Xiao feel at a loss.

Then Yue Chuan rubbed his hair a few more times.After drying the water stains, the young man's already thin hair became especially loose and soft, and after being rubbed like this, it became frizzy again.

Xiao bared his teeth fiercely at him like a cat with fried hair, and after a long time, he put his hands together again and again to get his hair neat again.

"Come over for dinner." Yue Chuan said flatly, without expressing the slightest apology for his actions, nor caring about Xiao's protest.