Mr. Fu's Bai Yueguang is not good

There is no elevator in the tube building, all are concrete stairs level by level. Each staircase looks like no one has cleaned it for 800 years. Sand and muddy black footprints are on it, and there are other unknown liquids on it, spreading. There was a large, disgusting stain and a bad smell.

The most frightening thing was that the sundries and rubbish in the stairwell were piled up in such a mess that it was impossible to tell them apart. The swill coming out of the rubbish was still wet, and the rotten smell rushed straight to the forehead, making the scalp numb and almost nauseating.

Ji Fanfan is very familiar with these scenes and has long been used to them, but Fu Zechuan really experienced what is called "dirty and messy" for the first time after living for so many years.

Every place here gave him the urge to turn around and leave. Although he tried his best to endure and kept a decent smile on his face, every cell in his body was clamoring to escape from here all the time.

Ji Fanfan looked at the rubbish-heaped road that could only accommodate one person, pursed his lips, frowned and carefully looked at the glamorous Fu Zechuan, "I can go up by myself, um... thank you today. "

Now that we've come here, Fu Zechuan naturally can't back down.

Isn't it just a little... He gritted his teeth, and the muscles of his face pulled out a strong arc of patience because of this movement, a million points of rubbish!He can get over it!

With a stiff smile on his face, Fu Zechuan walked through the garbage road.

The moment the expensive and well-maintained shoes came into contact with the slop, Fu Zechuan had already decided that when he left this disgusting place, he would mercilessly throw the shoes into the trash can and make them disappear.

Oh, yes, the clothes on his body can't be taken anymore, who knows if the bad smell here will remain on the clothes, throw them all away, and also, all aspects of sterilization and disinfection should be carried out on his body, thoroughly and Viruses are isolated here.

After building up his mind, he took a deep breath to calm himself down, but the air around him...

If he could change the air, he would change the broken air too! !

Completely changed! !

After walking down six flights of stairs without love, they finally stopped in front of a metal door that had been badly painted.

The dry and peeling green paint and the large rusty spots on the iron door complement each other. It is hard for Fu Zechuan to imagine that this is a "door", at most it is a shelter that is harder than a broken wooden board.

The key is the tattered cover, and Ji Fanfan took out the key and inserted it into the keyhole on the door.

Tsk, this thing kicked open with one kick, do you still need a key?

The keyhole of the door lock was rusty and dry, Ji Fanfan opened the lock seriously, as if he was wrestling with the door lock.

After wrestling for a while, the door lock "clicked" and made a reluctant unlocking sound.

Insisting on sending Ji Fanfan to the door was Fu Zechuan's greatest patience, he really didn't have the charming idea of ​​going in and sitting there or even deepening his relationship.

He is a gentleman and polite, acting like a good man who knows how to advance and retreat, "You go in quickly, I should go back too."

Ji Fanfan looked up at him and nodded earnestly, and at the same time he was secretly relieved, he had never invited friends into his house.

When he opened the lock just now, he was already nervous and his breathing was disordered, and his palms were sweating. Fortunately, fortunately, he had no intention of entering the door.

Ji Fanfan stood at the door and watched Fu Zechuan turn around the stairs and disappear completely. Then he bit his lower lip with his white teeth, ran into the house as fast as he could, and quickly opened the window facing the outer window of Tongzilou. curtain.

His hands were clasped tightly in front of his chest. From this window, he could just see Fu Zechuan coming out of the tube building and walking towards his car.

Ji Fanfan stared at his back, and slowly revealed a shy and reassuring smile, a smile like a long-lost spring blossom. ?