Xiaobaihua is not pretending anymore!

The sleeves of the suit were extremely smooth, Song Zui didn't use any strength to hold the sleeves, but the man stopped immediately.

Because the other party stopped so fast that he didn't even think about what he was going to say. When the man turned around, he took a deep breath and spoke.

"My whole body is only a little over 5 yuan. I don't have much money. You probably found the wrong person when you are looking for me."

Song Zui is honest about his poverty. He doesn't feel that being poor is a shameful thing. He has seen people who are struggling to survive and have not given up hope, and he has also seen people who are dreaming of life and death in the pile of money.

"More than 5?"

He Shanting clearly remembered that what Zhang Xiao gave was [-] yuan. With Song Zui's savings of [-] cents, it was impossible to spend [-] yuan in just two days.

"If you don't believe me, I can give you a bank card. The balance on it is only more than 5." Song Zui analyzed seriously, "I can't give you a good life, but if you can accept it, I can support you."

When he uttered the last sentence in one go, he almost thought that his brain had crashed, why would he raise someone he had only known for a month.

Before he had time to repent, he heard the other party say yes with a smile on his face. He was obviously in a good mood, but instead his hair was limply lying on his head.

The man bent over so that his eyes were at the same level as his. He turned his forehead that was hanging over his eyelids to one side, and stared at him intently.

"Then I will always be by your side, take care of you, and accompany you until you don't need me."

As if saying a solemn oath, Song Zui's face felt hot when he was stared at by those blue-gray eyes, and his heart beat suddenly at a speed of 110 nine times per minute.

The future he planned for himself is to study physics at school with peace of mind, from undergraduate to doctorate, and find a stable job in a university after graduation.

In this future, there is no one else, he just spends his time doing academic work in the laboratory, but he feels that due to the arrival of A Ting, he is slowly deviating from the right track, like a train heading towards an unknown direction.

He didn't know whether the future direction was good or bad, but it was too tempting to have someone by his side all the time, and he couldn't say the words of rejection.

In He Shi's office, Secretary Zheng sat on the seat and worked. He was a cautious person at work, and curiosity was the sworn enemy of the secretary's profession.

He couldn't figure out why his boss asked him to find the most dilapidated building in Shanghai. He hadn't heard any rumors about the reform of shantytowns recently.

The man on the phone seemed very satisfied with the unfinished building that was given away for nothing and no one wanted it. He asked cautiously, "Do you want to buy that building?"

"Too much trouble."

Secretary Zheng also thought about it. Most of the residents in this kind of building are nail households, and it must be difficult to negotiate.

"Buy that piece."

Hearing this, Secretary Zheng frowned, because it was too troublesome to buy a building alone. Since it only took a lot of effort, it would be better to buy the entire area.

On the other side, He Shanting hung up the phone with a calm expression. Song Zui glanced at the time on the phone and said, "It's almost time to turn off the lights. I'm going back. You should also go back to the building to rest."

Looking at the dilapidated corridor, the man raised his eyelids: "There are safety hazards in the unfinished building. It has been left unused for a long time and neglected to maintain it. It's fine for me to live in it. It's dangerous for you to stand below."

After these reminders, Song Zui took a closer look at this unfinished building. Due to water seepage from the ceiling, the walls in the corridor fell off in large pieces, and the powder on the walls accumulated on the ground, which smelled like rain. Choking nose.

The top of the steel bar of the unfinished building sloped outwards. From a mechanical point of view, the building was already on the verge. He belatedly judged that the building was no longer suitable for people to live in.

It is impossible for Song Zui to bring someone to the dormitory. If the school finds out, his conduct points will be deducted. He hesitated and asked, "Can I go to the hotel tonight?"

Before he could finish his last word, the man turned back from the corridor with a blank expression on his face. Obviously, he couldn't bear this environment for a moment, and he couldn't help but wonder how he lived in the past.

The two left the unfinished building and walked back to the north gate of Shanghai University. Song Zui opened the software and booked a nearby hotel: "You can make do with staying in the hotel for one night today, and I'll find you a room tomorrow."

He Shanting lowered his eyes and responded.

"By the way, do you have your ID card with you?" He remembered and asked after booking the room, "You will need it when you stay in a hotel."

"It's on the debtor."

Song Zui didn't expect that Ating didn't even have an ID card, and it would be difficult for him to move forward in society without a ID card. He looked at the man even more pitifully.

At night, the opposite of the north gate of Shanghai University is full of colorful light signs. They walked into the hotel with the bright signs, and an aunt wearing a facial mask sat at the front desk: "Do you want to stay?"

"Booked a room on the software."

Song Zui took out his ID card, checked in and was about to walk out of the front desk, when the aunt squinted at them: "One ID card can't accommodate two people."

"He just went over to see."

Auntie looked very well-informed, and she didn't believe his words at all: "You young couples say that, now that you see it, you'll see it on the bed, and we won't be able to tell when the police will make ward rounds."

Song Zui blushed from the spicy and explicit words. Are all the aunts in the Shanghai market so difficult to deal with? He swore that he didn't have this idea. Seeing his thin-skinned aunt waved: "I didn't see anything."

He immediately said thank you and went to the room. After plugging in the room card, the room was brightly lit, and the bed was very clean. Maybe he felt uncomfortable in the room after listening to his aunt.

"You take a good rest and I'm leaving."

After finishing speaking, Song Zui turned around and was about to leave the room. Because he hadn't received a response for a long time, when he was about to turn around and heard the sound of the shower turning on, he twisted his neck half way back with a snap.

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of dripping water in the bathroom. The other party probably couldn't stand the dust and was about to take a bath. The sound was very clear in the small room.

Suddenly an image that should not have appeared in front of the young man's eyes, a thought flashed across his mind, he cursed himself, closed the door suddenly and leaned against the door wall, and walked out of the hotel calmly after a while, but there seemed to be— —

The sound of water still remains.