Knot while the fire

Wen Tingyu's typing hand suddenly didn't know how to proceed.

The proprietress didn't see Wen Tingyu's action, and continued: "You should have seen it, the one who was on the night shift that day, you can call him the sixth child."

"He really is..." Wen Tingyu could hardly find an adjective, "He has a unique skill."

"That's right." The proprietress didn't think there was anything wrong with the word at all, "Let me tell you, Lao Liu really didn't say what he was doing. When I was his age, I was busy talking to the students from the technical school next door. Idiots fall in love and kiss."

"Ah..." Wen Tingyu didn't know how to answer, "How old is it?"

"I'm the same age as you." The proprietress thought for a while, "Is the birthday on your ID card accurate?"

"Sure." Wen Tingyu nodded.

"That is the same age as you." The proprietress said.

"Ah." Wen Tingyu was surprised this time, "I thought he was over 20, but only nineteen."

"I have experienced a lot." The proprietress sighed, "This younger brother is also pitiful. He has a father who is not a personal thing, and his mother..."

Wen Tingyu didn't even come out this time. He lowered his head and pressed his phone. Just now Lu Yuan passed his friend application and sent a question mark, but he hasn't replied yet.

Just after sending "I'm Wen Tingyu, I heard that you have a house for rent, I want to see it" was sent, when the proprietress said again, "It's a pity."

Listening to the tone of the proprietress, as if regretting the loss of a generation of talents, Wen Tingyu looked at the question mark, and clicked on Lu Yuan's Q message circle, a very simple and clear horizontal bar.

But the background picture seems to match the avatar, it is a table tennis table.

This person also likes to play table tennis?

No, why would he use it?Maybe it was because he knew that Ming Qi had told him that the man liked to play table tennis.

There was a message on the Q letter, Wen Tingyu looked down, and Lu Yuan replied to him.

[1ydppqznb]: ...

Very simple six points, probably the same as my current mood.

It's too fucked, Wen Tingyu now feels that if he goes out to do anything, he can have something to do with Lu Yuan. It may be true that he said before that the whole street's work is taken over by him.

What on earth has this man done!No, I should ask this person what else has he not done?

Wen Tingyu thought for a while, then typed back.

[FISH]: The proprietress I asked, she told me that you have a room for rent?

[1ydppqznb]: ...

Wen Tingyu clicked his tongue, as if this person couldn't speak.

[FISH]: Is there an ellipsis or not?

[1ydppqznb]: No, find someone else

Fuck him!Is this man sick?Must be sick!

"Is there anything else?" Wen Tingyu threw the phone aside, out of sight and out of mind, he himself doesn't know why he gets angry easily when he talks to Lu Yuan, they probably have something against each other.

"What else?" asked the proprietress.

"House." Wen Tingyu said, "This is not very good."

"You have a lot of things to do." The proprietress said, "His house is considered clean in this area. You don't even think about it. I think the others are even worse."

"Let's take a look first." Wen Tingyu sighed, "I'm not too particular."

"Don't you think it's fake?" The proprietress smiled, "You're the kind of person who can't even handle the work next door."

Wen Tingyu was a little unhappy, "I can't bear it with another person! When you are sleepy to death, someone touches your ear, uh, can you bear it?"

"Look at the other one next door, they didn't say anything." The proprietress said.

Wen Tingyu, who doesn't feel very particular about herself, added a few more Q-signals from the landlord or the agent, and made a few appointments to inspect the house.

At the very least, we must move forward first, and the first step in moving forward is to solve the housing problem.

Xie Mingqi had previously said that he would look for a house together with him, but these two days he had such a heated fight with that ping-pong man that he couldn't even take care of his best brother.

He went back to the house and took the wallet, put it in his pocket and went out. He had just re-applied the card two days ago, and he planned that if he found a suitable house, he would be able to live in it right away.

No matter how bad it is, it takes at most three days to find the house. An aspiring young man who wants to start a new life cannot live in a hotel all his life.

However, this great ambition was ruthlessly suppressed on the first day.

Wen Tingyu didn’t have much experience looking at houses before. Wen Tingyu thought the photos of the house sent to him by the landlord on the Q-letter were pretty good, but when he went there, it didn’t seem like that at all. It's just as dirty as the coal-loading one before. Compared with the hotel suite that is not soundproof, it is clean and touching.

Wen Tingyu thought about the house of Lu Yuan that he had been to. Although the house was obviously old, it was at least clean, and it was a whole house without any partitions, so there would be no crowding.

Wen Tingyu feels that no matter what it is, it really depends on the foil, and now his standard for finding a house has dropped to Lu Yuan's level.

Wen Tingyu looked at the message sent by another agent. This is the last house to see today. It is also very clean from the photos, and it looks like it is rented as a whole, and there is no one else.

Clean, few people, both fit the bill, and the location is very touching, on the 8th floor of the building where Lu Yuan lives.

If I remember correctly... Wen Tingyu thought about it, and he remembered that the glass on that floor was all broken.

"Fuck..." Wen Tingyu cursed in a low voice, "The photo-deception nowadays is not limited to people."

No matter what happened, he made an appointment by himself, Wen Tingyu still decided to go and see it, but he could only cherish the good expectation that the landlord had already tidied up the house very responsibly before he went.

After Wen Tingyu arrived at the place that he had made an appointment with the agency, he waited for a while before seeing a man riding a small electric scooter, wearing a gaudy T-shirt with a very local flavor on his upper body, Wen Tingyu turned his head.

Huali Hushao spoke behind him: "Is it you who want to see the house?"

After Wen Tingyu saw the agent, his expectations for this house were halved again, although he knew that it was a bit wrong to judge people by their appearance.

Wen Tingyu sighed, turned her head and nodded at him, "Yes."

"Sorry, I'm a little late. I just worked overtime for a while. The shop is too busy. The time you made an appointment is just when the food is served." Hualihua said, parked the electric car downstairs, pulled the He took the key and went upstairs, "I asked for half an hour's leave."

"Aren't you an intermediary?" Wen Tingyu went upstairs following the flamboyant, and only then did he see that there was a word behind him - a family stewing in an iron pot.

"Intermediaries do it too, but they don't make much money." The flamboyant turned around and handed Wen Tingyu a cigarette, "But don't worry, I'm a professional."

Wen Tingyu looked at the colorful eyes, doubted the word "professional", waved his hand and rejected the cigarette, "Thank you, I don't smoke."

"Okay." Hua Lihu gave him a look, "This house is considered good. It was vacated recently, and the price is cheap. It's a coincidence that you came here. It will be gone later."

"Ah." Wen Tingyu thought about the broken glass, but didn't comment.

The intermediary is a chatty person, Wen Tingyu has always been so indifferent to answers, this person can continue to chat, chatting a few casual words from time to time, the familiar ones seem to have known each other for several years, the key is this building There is no elevator, and this person can chat while climbing the stairs without breaking a sweat.

Wen Tingyu didn't stay on his feet all day, he just ate a meal in the morning, and now he feels tired just climbing up. When the agent opened the door, he wanted to sit directly on the ground, but he looked at the ground and held back.

"Look, I definitely didn't lie to you." The agent opened the door as he said.

Wen Tingyu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the room, and finally he didn't have to look any further.

The agent really didn't lie to him, this set was cleaner than any set he had seen before, the glass that was broken before had been repaired, and it was obvious that the house had been cleaned up thoroughly, although it was still a bit old, it was clean.

"Water, electricity, etc. are all available. You can connect one of the network cables yourself. If not, you can call me and I will fix it with you. Everything in the house is complete." The agent said, "Take a look first..."

"Don't look at it." Wen Tingyu was so tired that she couldn't stand up, she just sat on the sofa, regardless of whether it was dirty or not, "That's it, can I move here now?"

"Don't look any more?" The agent was a little surprised at the quick client, "The bedroom is over here."

"No problem, no problem." Wen Tingyu didn't even lift his eyes.

"Why don't you even have the heart to guard against others?" The intermediary said a little anxiously, "You have to take a look."

Wen Tingyu was amused by him, "Then you can take a look for me."

"Can I just live for you?" the agent said.

Wen Tingyu was dragged by the elder brother and slipped around the bedroom and living room before sitting back on the sofa again.

"Okay, very good, this house is really good, I want to live, how can I give you money?" Wen Tingyu took out his mobile phone.

"You don't sign the contract?" The intermediary's eyes widened. "I said, have you never rented a house?"

"Yes." Wen Tingyu was happy, "Come and trick me, I can be easily deceived."

"What are you talking about?" The agent patted Wen Tingyu on the shoulder, "Fortunately, it was me you met, and I might not know how to cheat you if someone else was there."

Wen Tingyu trembled all over when he patted him. This man looked so thin, but he was so big. Wen Tingyu coughed, moved away, and shook his arm off, "...Thank you, how did you sign the contract?"

"You have to sign with the landlord." The agent said, "Are you sure you have signed now?"

"Yeah." Wen Tingyu nodded, the agency looked wordy, but quite responsible.

"Okay, I'll send him a message." The agent took out his phone and pressed it twice.

Wen Tingyu rubbed his belly, he was a little hungry, he wanted to finish his work quickly so that he could eat, he was too tired.

"How long?" Wen Tingyu asked.

"3 minutes." The agent said after sending the message, "He lives downstairs, and going upstairs is just for urinating."

Wen Tingyu was very speechless about this metaphor.

For some reason, Wen Tingyu suddenly thought of Lu Yuan when the agent said they lived downstairs.

It's amazing. It stands to reason that his real mother also lives downstairs, but I don't know why I skipped it. It may be because it takes too long to pee when I come up from the seventh floor.

But when the door was opened, Wen Tingyu felt that this was no fucking coincidence, it had to be premeditated.

The person standing at the door was none other than Lu Yuan who he thought of just now, skipping over his own mother.

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This is a dead knot, don't struggle QVQ