Chosen unlucky guy

Xin Sui followed the little drunk's vague guidance and successfully found a house of the He family on Qianlu Road. At this time, he was standing in front of the door with the other party, looking at the door and making trouble.

Because He Jingle seemed to be completely asleep, and he didn't tell him where the key to the door lock was.

Brother Sui, who talked about etiquette and demeanor, stood at the door and struggled for 10 to [-] minutes. Finally, he made up his mind and reached out to touch the former's trouser pocket. But before he could touch it, the door suddenly opened from the inside, and one of them looked like an aunt. The person looked at the two of them in surprise, then his eyes slid down to their somewhat indescribable posture at this time, and he paused strangely.

Xin withdrew his hand with a "swoosh".

The woman didn't seem to see He Jingle very often, and she tried to identify it for a long time before she let out a small exclamation and reached out to help He Jingle: "Yo, what's going on, young master?"

What a master.Xin Sui thought silently.

"Drink too much." He said, "I seem to be a little unhappy today, please take care of me."

"Where is the trouble, I would also like to thank you for helping to send him back." The woman waved her hand, and the two of them worked hard to move the 1.8-meter-long person into the bedroom. Only then did Xin Sui realize that the house was unexpectedly clean and tidy. But it's just like a model house, and it doesn't look very popular.

Xin Sui guessed that the person in front of him should be a long-term housekeeper here, so he said: "Auntie, if there is nothing wrong, I will go back first."

"In such a rush?" the woman asked, "Sit down and have a cup of tea. I just boiled some fruit tea in the pot. Lele liked it the most when she was young..."

She realized that she had said too much, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, it's just that I haven't seen the young master for a long time, and I'm a little excited."

Unexpectedly, Xin Sui sat down and politely nodded to her: "Then I will trouble you."

"..."

The woman murmured a little, and trotted to the kitchen to fill up the still-warm fruit tea, leaving Xin to sit alone in the empty living room. He looked it over carefully and reaffirmed his guess: there should be no one here for a long time. Come here, at most, only the middle-aged woman from just now lives here.

In his heart, He Jingle is not just an unlucky guy now, but has become a kind of secret unlucky guy; he suddenly remembered that he picked her up near the dilapidated residential building that night. At that time, what did He Jingle do? What's up?

I forgot to ask, and He Jingle didn't take the initiative to mention it.

The woman put the still steaming fruit tea in front of him, she smiled lightly, and looked friendly, the two of them sat for a while in silence, then heard He Jingle yelling in the room, followed the sound and found With messy hair on his head, he kept patting the bed like he just woke up and said, "Why am I here, I don't live here!"

"Little Master..."

"Aunt Ting," He Jingle saw him, his drunkenness subsided a lot, and he whispered again, "I don't live here!"

The person called Aunt Ting sighed, and looked at the dark night outside the window in embarrassment: "Then it's so late, where do you want to go? You can't continue to trouble your friend, can you?"

He Jingle opened his eyes wide, and only then did he see that there was Xin Sui standing behind him. His drunken head reacted very slowly. After watching for a while, he vaguely remembered what had happened, and suddenly lowered his head, saying, "I'm sorry, Xin Sui, please is you."

"It's okay," Xin Sui reassured him, "Didn't you say that we are friends."

These words didn't seem to comfort He Jingle much, and even had the opposite effect, because the person who heard these words suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bright, as if hiding tears, and fixed on Xin Sui.

This sentence again, He Jingle thought, this sentence again.

He looked at Xin Sui's face and couldn't help but see the other's tired expression, so he felt doubly sad, and remembered what Yan Yu said in the afternoon; then, he couldn't help but think of Xiang Kongshan and Yu Yehao because it was midnight He came to pick him up, and now he couldn't cover up the bruises that could not be covered. He didn't want anyone to be bumped because of him, but it always seemed to backfire.

He Jingle felt that he was really a contradictory person. He was eager to prove that he was important, but he didn't want anyone to pay for it. But how can there be such a good thing in the world?

He knew that he was just afraid, afraid that the more he troubled a person, the faster the process of this person abandoning him would be accelerated.

With the help of alcohol, his tears finally fell drop by drop.

"...Jingle?"

The tears that fell suddenly made the other two people panic. Aunt Ting seemed to be heartbroken. It made people suspect that even if He Jingle wanted the moon now, the other party would climb up the ladder to pick it up without hesitation. Said: "I can't live anymore, we can't live anymore, where do you want to live, I will book it for you now, okay?"

He Jingle shook his head, suddenly reached out to wipe away his tears, and somehow changed his mind.

He hugged the soft Xia Liang and was thrown down straight, the other two waited with bated breath, but after a while, the man snored in a grandiose way——

He fell asleep again!

Xin Sui: "..."

Aunt Ting seemed to be relieved a lot, she said to Xin Sui: "It's okay, I guess I'm just unhappy, just let it out."

It was already too late, so Xin Sui finally stayed overnight; Aunt Ting went to clean up his room next door, and he stayed in He Jingle's room alone for a while. On the ground, it was now silently lit, and seemed to have been lit for a while.

After a few more seconds, the phone automatically hung up. Xin Sui let out a long breath and was about to leave when the phone turned on again; this time he thought twice before picking it up and answering it: "Hello?"

There was an inexplicable heave over there, as if it was a very important thing to make this call: "Hello, is this Mr. He Jingle?"

Xin Suigang wanted to say no, but the other side had finished the rest of the sentence like a machine gun: "...that's how it is, I am the director of "Produce 111", have you participated in our first round of auditions before? , ranked 112th?"

Xin Sui: "..."

While he was wiping tears from He Jingle's shocking experience of ghosts and gods, he heard the people over there continue to say: "Our 99th contestant has temporarily withdrawn from the recording of the show because of a bone fracture, so I want to ask you, Are you interested in becoming the 111th player as a substitute to participate in our draft competition?"

The steady brother Sui was also stupid this time.

So the next morning, when He Jingle woke up, not only did he find that his back was sore, but he also found a person standing in front of him. Xin Sui was standing beside his bed with dim eyes. woke up?"

"...Damn, you scared me!" He shrank back suddenly, and his whole body returned to his usual vigor and vigor, as if everything that happened last night was just a hallucination of Xin Sui alone, "Your morning Yes, where is the door god cosplaying here?"

"No." Xin Sui also seemed to feel that this was a bit bad for him. He waved his hand and handed the phone to He Jingle. Because he got up early, his face was slightly swollen, but his still handsome face was slightly red. "Someone called last night. It seemed urgent to call you, so I answered it for you."

"Oh, what a big deal," Young Master He disapproved, "Just pick it up, who called?"

Xin Sui said with difficulty: "The assistant director of "Produce 111"."

He Jingle: "..."

He turned his head with difficulty, felt his neck making a "click" sound with the movement, and asked again in disbelief: "Who?"

Xin Suidang really wanted to say again: "Creation——"

"Okay!" He Jingle interrupted him, "I heard it, I heard it with both ears! Then why did the director call me?"

This is a big deal, Xin Sui corrected his expression and said, "The director said that the 99th contestant accidentally broke a bone, so he has to quit the recording of the show, because you happen to be the 112th, so you can fill in."

He Jingle was taken aback, and after a while, he suddenly lowered his head and covered his face.

Covering his whole body in the cup, he asked Xin Suiti in a low voice, "Hurry up, Brother Sui, hit me!"

Xin Sui: "What kind of strange request is this?"

"hurry up!"

He Jingle urged him under the blanket, but he had no choice but to pat the opponent's head lightly.

"It doesn't hurt enough!" As a result, the little unlucky guy was still picky, unaware that the danger was approaching, relying on the fact that this was his own house, he was lawless, "Hurry up!...um... ah, brother, hurry up... use your strength !"

Xin Sui: "..."

Brother Sui's ears were about to smoke, and he jumped on the bed to cover He Jingle's mouth in a rage, disregarding his image. The two of them were having a good time, when they suddenly heard a soft sound of broken glass from the door, and froze at the same time , looking back slowly——

Aunt Ting was standing at the door, covering her mouth. A glass teacup on the ground was torn apart, and the fruit tea was flowing everywhere. After about a century, Xin Sui and He Jingle finally saw her move slowly.

It was as if the doll, which had not been moved for a long time, was suddenly wound up. It took a few seconds for Aunt Ting to get used to it, and then she slammed the door shut with lightning speed.

After a while, the door was pushed open again with a slam. She was holding the mop as if facing an enemy. The movement of mopping the floor was so fast that you could almost see afterimages. The door was closed again. There was silence all over the house.

Silent.

Xin Sui: "..."

He Jingle: "..."

"It's over, it's over, Aunt Ting will definitely sue my parents!"

Sitting on the subway back to school, Young Master He was still scratching his hair, and his whole body fell into a long breakdown, while Xin Sui next to him looked ashen, and he didn't look any stronger than him; The two of them were bathed in the crazy eyes of the passengers around them. Finally, Xin Sui couldn't bear it anymore and pulled his hand off his head: "Don't grab it."

"Have you thought of a solution?"

"……No."

He Jingle's eyes were dead, and his hands were hanging down weakly. He was very obedient, and he really refused to scratch his hair. He murmured: "It's really over, why can't I think about living with Lu? It’s okay to come here!”

Xin Sui was hesitant to say a few times by the side, and finally he held back silently. In fact, he really wanted to ask for a moment just now: Excuse me, when you were not here, did anything good happen?

The first meeting was accidentally injured, and the second meeting was overwhelmed. Brother Sui suddenly discovered that he and He Jingle had just known each other not long ago, and they seemed to have experienced more unlucky things together than he had experienced in the first half of his life.

According to this probability...

He silently turned his gaze to Young Master He who was still sighing, and finally swallowed his words.

Forget it, it's not easy for children to live to this day.

Forget it.

"He Jingle," he called out the other person's name, deliberately repeating the past, "Do you still remember what happened last night?"

The person next to him paused suddenly, and then said, "Well, I remember."

"Can you tell me why you suddenly shed tears?" Xin Sui always spoke in such a tactful way, and even such probing questions were much less aggressive, "If you don't want to say it, then forget it."

"That's, that's—" He Jingle said, "Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just that there have been too many bad things recently, and I feel that I'm always bothering others, so I'm not ashamed."

It's not suitable for a heartless fool like him to reveal his heart, so Young Master He himself didn't seem quite used to it, he paused, and continued: "Actually, there are many reasons, mainly because of this, and in fact, I I generally don’t want to live here... Aunt Ting, you see, in my hometown—Lianjiang City, I have been doing housekeeping for many years."

"In the end, I came to the Imperial Capital to go to school, and my dad insisted that she come with me. He even bought such a house here. At first, he thought he was worried about me because I couldn't eat well. I came here a lot during my freshman year. , I found out later that it was actually spying on me!"

He patted his thigh angrily: "Aunt Ting can't wait to tell him how many times I poop a day!"

Xin Sui nodded knowingly, and was about to speak, when the subway stopped suddenly, and then both of them heard an announcement at the same time: "[Mingjiang Road] station is here, open the door on the right. Please pay attention to safety when getting off the bus. You can transfer at this station." Rail Transit Line [-]."

Both of them said at the same time: "..."

Damn, I sat and stood again!

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It's over!

Thank you everyone, I lay down and wrote for more than ten hours a day for two consecutive days. My thoughts: I don’t dare anymore, woo woo

Just now my roommate pressed the side of the trapezius muscle for me, and I almost died of pain, woo woo, I advise everyone not to sit for a long time