The next day.

It's past nine o'clock in the morning.

He Xiao yawned and got up.

He just finished recording the third episode of "The Voice of Dreams". Both his mind and his body were very tired. Lin Yunkai also knew that He Xiao was very tired, so he didn't pull him around in commercial performances these days.

It can be said that since he got the black phone, He Xiao's life has undergone earth-shaking changes. He has not had such a good rest for a long time.

Although he woke up naturally during this sleep, he only rested for about seven hours. He Xiao was lying in the quilt and still didn't want to move.

I took out my black phone and looked at it. I had been staying in bed like a salted fish for an hour.

At about half past ten, he heard the sound of walking in the living room.

It was probably Zhang Wei who woke up. This guy drank too much last night. He hugged He Xiao and cried and said some messy words. He Xiao was afraid that he would not think about it and jumped off the roof, so he tried his best to give him chicken soup, which could stabilize the glass-hearted man.

At this time, he stretched his waist and got up from the bed. He Xiao put on a pair of shorts, pushed open the door and walked out.

It was noon, and the sun was already hanging high, and it was too salty when it was sagging.

Some people are able to lie in bed all day in the leisure time on the weekend, and He Xiao doesn't know how these people do it.

Anyway, he can't stay idle, and he feels uncomfortable all over when he stays in the same place.

What's more, at this point in time, even if he wants to lie down, his stomach will not allow it.

The feeling of hunger came to my face, and Zhang Wei was awake too. He Xiao planned to pull him downstairs to eat something and make up for the morning and lunch.

With a creaking sound, He Xiao pushed open the door.

The figure in the living room came into his eyes, with a bun and wearing a black sweatshirt sweeping the floor.

Hearing the door open, she looked back and saw that He Xiao was wearing only a pair of shorts, and she immediately sneered: "It takes capital to be a hooligan. You don't even have a muscle on your body, so don't show it to the outside?"

He Xiao never expected that when he opened the door, he met Zhang Wei, but his landlady sister.

Especially when the other party criticized his figure so unscrupulously, it really made the man He Xiao a little embarrassed.

Although he was not as thin as a maroon, he really had no muscles. He thought that he and Zhang Wei were the only ones in the room, so he would wear whatever he wanted. But he didn't expect that as soon as he opened the door, he encountered a lesbian sweeping the floor in his room.

He Xiao quickly blushed and went back to the room with a blushing face, took out a half-sleeved one, and then came out and asked, "Why are you here? Where is Zhang Wei?"

"Die." I saw the landlord's sister leaning against the wall, leaning her butt on the table, saying neither salty nor lightly.

"Ah?" He Xiao was stunned for two seconds before he suddenly realized, his face changed drastically: "I still didn't think about it? Why did I die? Why didn't I hear any movement? Did you call the police?"

He Xiao was really unacceptable. He felt sad. He poured so much chicken soup into Zhang Wei last night, but he still didn't persuade him to stop?

"Puchi."

Looking at He Xiao's confused look turned into sadness, Zhang Xuran suddenly laughed and said, "Silly criticize! You believe whatever I say! Do you want to laugh to death and inherit my ant flower ceremonies?"

A hoarse laugh echoed in his ears. He Xiao was quiet for two or three seconds before he turned black and walked around Zhang Xuran.

"This joke is not funny at all!"

He walked straight to Zhang Wei's door, and He Xiao pushed him away. The room was clean and the bedding and sheets were put away. I really thought that there was never a person living last night.

He Xiao didn't believe that a living person disappeared like this. He looked around inside and out, leaving nothing behind, and even the most basic daily necessities disappeared.

"Don't look for it, he's gone." Zhang Xuran stopped smiling, reached out and swept a trace of hair blocking her forehead. "I left this morning and went to Hengdian to be an extra, saying that I wanted to pursue my dreams."

"In addition, he is very grateful to you. I didn't ask me to refund the rent for half of the rent, and said I'm giving it to you."

"Also, he said that if he makes a fortune in the future, he will come to you."

Zhang Xuran lit a cigarette and said with her eyes narrowed.

He Xiao asked: "What if I didn't make a fortune?"

Zhang Xuran smiled, "Don't make a fortune? Then I'll just do this for the rest of my life."

He Xiao felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this. Although he had not known Zhang Wei for a long time, this guy was a man of true nature, and his story made people feel sad.

"Ahem, this hamapi, I have taken him in for five years and didn't say anything to me." Zhang Xuran choked on her throat while smoking. While coughing violently, she stared at He Xiao: "Now you live in the house alone. For the sake of your conscience, I will give you some discounts and you can just add 5,000 yuan to the rent."

He Xiao looked at her unexpectedly and said that Zhang Xuran is annoying. Sometimes she can give you some surprises and say that she is good, but that mouth really poisons people to death and doesn't deserve their lives.

He took out his cell phone and turned eight thousand to Zhang Xuran. He Xiao said, "I can't ask for Zhang Wei's money. You must have Zhang Wei's contact information. If you send the three thousand back, Hengpiao is very hard, I can't make him even more miserable."

Hearing this, Zhang Xuran looked at He Xiao in surprise, as if she only knew him now.

This man bargained with her for rent yesterday, but today he became so generous again. He didn't even want to give him three thousand yuan for free.

It seems that Zhang Wei is not the only fool these days.

"Okay." Nodded, Zhang Xuran pulled up to the door of Zhang Wei's house, then handed out a key and said, "This house belongs to you, remember to clean it frequently."

"Yeah." He Xiao nodded. He planned to clean up Zhang Wei's room and let sweet potato live there. It just so happened that there was a place for cat litter, cat food, cat scratch boards.

The two hands briefly touched each other and felt cold.

After Zhang Xuran threw the key to He Xiao's palm, she quickly pulled her hand back and hid it under her sleeve.

Even in such a short second, He Xiao still discovered an unusual place.

Zhang Xuran's hands are too white.

It is not that natural whiteness and tenderness, but pathological whiteness with patches.

He Xiao remembered vaguely that this seemed to be a disease.

Seeing He Xiao's eyes set at his cuff, Zhang Xuran frowned and cursed: "Don't look at my hands! Let's see if you dig out your eyes or not?"

"I don't believe it." He Xiao shook his head and subconsciously responded.

Zhang Xuran's breathing stagnated, and she didn't expect anyone to answer her like this.

The next moment, she became angry and pointed at He Xiao like a female gangster, "Are you arguing with us?"

He Xiao also realized at this time that he had just talked to the sky to death.

It was mainly because I was so immersed in my mind just now that I subconsciously replied when I heard Zhang Xuran's words.

This made Zhang Xuran so angry that he cursed and said, "You have a brain problem, right? If I said that when I was young, I used a kitchen knife to cut thirteen streets without blinking, would you still ask me if I had my eyes done?"

"Will those eyes dry?" He Xiao was curious when he heard what she said.

"I'll fuck you uncle!" Zhang Xuran was so angry. "The key point of my words is to believe it if you don't have your eyes or not? You're a fool!"

The landlord's sister was really angry and forgot about He Xiao's visit to her hand, so she slammed the door and went out.
Chapter completed!