I'm not unlucky at all

At the end of October, the wounds on Shen Cuicui's body were basically healed, and the doctor said she could be discharged from the hospital.

For almost a month, Song Xing did not appear in front of Shen Cuicui.

This made Shen Cuicui panic. During the hospitalization, she tried every means to see Song Xing. When Song Wenlu heard about it from the doctor, she didn't tell Song Xing directly. Instead, she went to the hospital to see Shen Cuicui in private.

What the man said to Shen Cuicui in the ward is unknown to others, but after that, Shen Cuicui was completely peaceful, and she didn't do anything wrong when she was discharged from the hospital, and she disappeared from everyone's sight.

Ever since Song Xing's fever subsided and he was evacuated from the urban hospital, Song Wenlu stopped him from going back to the Tongzilou, saying that the Tongzilou was not warm in winter, and the four walls could at most block the wind. There is no light in it, and it is very cold and dry. People who live in it can get sick even if they are not sick.

This time 030 agreed with him once with both hands and feet, and whispered in Song Xing's ears: "Xing Xing, 030 wants to live in a bright and big house!"

Song Xing agreed, and then picked a day to go to Tongzilou to ask Chen Sancui to withdraw the rent.

When I saw someone in the aisle, Chen Sancui was walking towards the balcony with a basin of clothes in her arms. Song Xing called out from behind her, and the woman turned her head. The burn on her face had mostly healed, and she was full of energy. It looks good.

With a rare joy on Chen Sancui's face, she put the basin aside, "Xiao Lu is back?" She didn't ask where Song Xing went these days, and she seemed to have forgotten that she said she would introduce a girl to Song Xing last time. thing.

Song Xing helped Chen Sancui dry the clothes, and told her that he couldn't bear it anymore.

Chen Sancui was surprised for a few seconds, but then laughed and said, "Before you didn't come back, you didn't know. The government posted a house demolition notice on our building. In three months, you can't live there even if you want to live."

Song Xing said, "Then congratulations, Sister Chen."

With a light expression on Chen Sancui's face, she sighed and said, "At least we've waited until this day."

After talking with Chen Sancui, Song Xing realized that the Tongzilou was much colder. I am afraid that many tenants got the news and went to find another house. There are still a few who are still living in ten and a half months. I'm not in a hurry to leave.

After going up to the fourth floor, Song Xing looked at the room on the left. There was no movement in the room, and he didn't know if the people inside had moved out.

There are not many useful things in the rental room, only a few sets of clothes for washing. Song Xing took them away in a bag.

Carrying the clothes down to the second floor, Chen Sancui stood at the door and called to him, stuffed a few crispy walnuts into the bag for him, and patted his shoulder again, with a gentle smile on his face: "Look at your feet when you leave. , A while ago, they moved the money and left some rubbish in the aisle, I didn't clean it up, so be careful not to bump it."

Song Xing went down the first floor of the corridor, turned around and said, "Goodbye, Sister Chen."

Chen Sancui stood on the spot, wiped the clothes in front of her with her hands before raising them and waving them: "Hey, goodbye, slow down."

The sunshine in the autumn afternoon is still warm, and it is just right and comfortable when it falls on the body.

030 Meizizi said: "Xiaoxi, let's rent a big house." That's right, it didn't want Songxi to live with Song Wenlu at all.

Song Xing thought about it and agreed.

He wants to open a joint store with Lu Daliu on the main street in the city, so the rented place is naturally as close to the main street as possible, and Song Wenlu's apartment is in the suburbs...

Song Xing walked slowly with the bag in his hand, and behind him was the low Tongzilou.

On the corridor window covered by the ivy, there is a little spark that is not conspicuous during the day. It's right.

If it was in the past, Chen Sancui would definitely not look at people seriously, but recently she is in a good mood, and there are not many households left in the building, so she has more or less dealt with each other.Especially recently, there is always a woman who claims to be Su Hang's sister who runs into the building every day, and every time she comes back with a sullen face and a crying face, the noise in the corridor is so loud that it is difficult not to listen to any corner.

"Xiao Su, why are you standing here blowing the cold wind?" Chen Sancui poked his neck, saw the clean and straight road outside, and curled his lips, "Your girl hasn't come to make trouble for you today?"

Su Hang pinched his cigarette, but ignored the second part of her sentence, "It's stuffy in the room, come out and smoke a cigarette."

Chen Sancui looked at the cigarette ash and cigarette butts on the windowsill, "Hey, you smoke a lot."

Suhang raised his eyelids: "Sister Chen, if you have nothing else to do, I'll go back to the house."

The sun was quite strong at noon, but the Tongzilou was shaded and couldn't get the sun, so it was still quite cold.

Chen Sancui looked at the back of Su Hang swaying back to the house, and saw that he was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and a pair of cropped jeans underneath, which made his waist slim and his legs long, but his ankles were bruised and purple from the cold.She shook her head, and heard a high-heeled voice coming from the building, and muttered: "It really means that Cao Cao is here."

Su Xianghe came to look for Suhang again.

She had no choice but to raise the money for her father's medical treatment, and her parents even bought the old house her grandmother had left for her in Dongsan Lane, forcing her to sell the house.

But what would she do if the house was sold?

According to Su's mother, it happened that the house was sold so that she could go back to the village to marry the old man, and she could get a generous gift money.

Su Xianghe was deep in thought. She raised her hand and knocked on the door, but the door wouldn't open.

"Brother, brother, open the door!"

It's not good that Su Xianghe has been thin and haggard in the past ten days.She was dismissed by the manager from Song's job, and she went to the leader to reason, but it happened that the leader's niece took her position, and she couldn't find an explanation at all.

Without a job, and the family is in a hurry, Su Xianghe can only come to force Suhang.

"Brother, if you don't want to worry about my life or death, I'll bump my head against the door!"

Su Xianghe cried and shouted, and the rest of the tenants in the corridor stood up and pointed. At first, she thought that these people would favor her, seeing that she was weak, so that she could help force Suhang to come out to see her, but It never occurred to her that the people who lived in this dilapidated building didn't know anyone, and she was making a fuss every day, asking for money, and everyone was not stupid, just waiting for the melon seeds to be wrapped and watching the monkey show.

Su Hang stood in the room listening to the movement outside, bent down and took out a pair of scissors from a paint drawer, opened the door and threw the scissors in front of Su Xianghe.

Su Xianghe was stunned.

Su Hang leaned on the door rail, didn't look at others, folded his arms and looked Su Xianghe up and down with a half-smile: "Don't say you hit my door to death, this building has been in disrepair for a long time, just a few pieces of wood on the door rail The sky was kicked down, if you hit this place, you probably won't die, and you'll end up wasting medical expenses." He kicked the scissors that had fallen by Su Xianghe's feet, and murmured, "Here, the scissors are here, you Stab yourself in the heart, to ensure that even the Great Luo Tianxian will not be able to save you, and you will die cleanly."

Su Xianghe was out of breath from crying, she was terrified, somehow the sole of her shoe stepped on the scissor head, and she fell down in front of Su Hang with a slip of her foot.

Suhang squatted down with a blurred complexion, seemingly supporting Su Xianghe, but actually whispering in her ear: "How you sold me back then, I have always remembered it clearly for so many years. Su Xianghe, all these years, your family has eaten whose flesh and drank whose blood to live a good life, don't you have any idea?"

"Originally we lost contact in this life, but you insisted on finding us again." He pinched Su Xianghe's pretty face, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was an indelible chill in his eyes: "I want money, okay, don't you want to think about what your brother and I do. Is there a way to get money? The fastest one, you come with me for real, and let Manager Jin take a good look at it, by the way Zhang Zhangyan, let's see how many catties and taels you can sell."

Su Xianghe's face turned red from being pinched by Su Hang. She looked at Su Hang in disbelief, too angry to speak.

After all, she was a young woman, and she couldn't stand other people's comments. She waved Suhang in front of her and ran out of the cramped Tongzilou, and ran to Jiangning Street with anger and tears on her face.

A man happened to pass by on the street, looked at the serious man, and saw Su Xianghe, who was in tears, his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward and said, "Hello, lady, I am a professional scout from Minxing Company. It's my business card."

Su Xianghe was stunned for a moment, and looked at the man suspiciously: "Are you a scout?"

"That's right." The man smiled slightly, and looked at Su Xianghe from head to toe, "I think you look like a sign, and you are so cute when you cry, especially suitable for a role in a new drama in our company."

Su Xianghe's heart skipped a beat: "...Are you serious?"

Seeing the curiosity and emotion on Su Xianghe's face, the man's eyes flickered, and he affirmed, "You can come to our company with me to find out if it's true or not. Speaking of which, Miss, you are really lucky. The first sister trained in the front has just jumped out of the job, and just needs a pillar. I think you are so good-looking, you are really blind if you don’t become an actor, if you sign with our company to debut, you will definitely be the next big star!"

Su Xianghe trusts this man's words half to six, but she also knows that the money earned by being a big star is much more than the dead wages earned by working slowly and gaining qualifications. Hang's anger and the pressure of frequently threatening money with his parents at home, the balance in Su Xianghe's heart was unknowingly tilted by the man's rhetoric, especially when the man offered to take her to the company to see the environment first, Su Xianghe After a little hesitation, He took advantage of the situation and agreed.

On the other side, Song Xing didn't hide from Song Wenlu that he was going to rent a house near the city's main street.

When talking about this, Song Wenlu was cutting Song Xing's toenails with the nail scissors.

It's not that Song Xing is too squeamish, it's just that the nails on the hands and feet of the original body are the kind of curved nails that are particularly difficult to cut. Song Xing didn't pay attention to it before. I didn't expect that I scalded my feet today and was caught by a man after wiping them. It's right.

It was just a joke, Song Wenlu bad-heartedly wanted to scratch it to make Song Xing smile, but when he lowered his eyes, he saw Song Xing's toe nails embedded in the flesh, so he opened it a little and pinched the flesh, and it would still work. Feeling a little bulging, I don't know if it is congestion or thick water.

Song Xing didn't feel the pain yet, but Song Wenlu was very distressed. He started to trim Song Xing's nails as he touched his nails and cut them.

The man's movements were very clumsy, he tried little by little, cut his nails a little, wiped them again with a scouring pad, hugged Song Xing's callused feet, and never let go, just like hugging a big baby.

Song Xing rested her chin, and the soles of her feet were in the man's palms. The room didn't have any heat and didn't feel cold.

"Be honest, don't move." Song Wenlu patted Song Xing's calf, and kissed him, "Be careful that I will cut the meat if you move around."

Song Xing groaned, and then said that he was going to rent a house in the city.

When Song Wenlu heard it, his hands froze.

Song Xing said, "Mr. Song?"

Song Wenlu gritted his teeth, poked the nail scissors between his nails, and cut open the cocoon-covered skin. A drop of thick water the size of soybeans immediately flowed out from under the skin.

Song Wenlu asked without raising his head, "Does it hurt?"

Song Xing said it didn't hurt.

Song Wenlu wiped his feet with paper and applied a layer of medical alcohol, packed up his things and went back to the house.

Song Xing sat quietly on the sofa, the warmth of the man's body still remained on the soles of her feet.

030 reminded him: "The mood of the task target fluctuates, and the current loneliness value is 8."

Song Xing raised his eyelids, got up and walked into the master bedroom. The door was closed, but it wasn't locked, so he could just unscrew it and go in.

Song Wenlu didn't change his clothes, lying on the head of the bed flipping through a book with heavy eyes.

When he heard the door knocking, he caught a glimpse of Song Xing from the corner of his eye. At first he wanted to put on a stern face and lose his temper, but when he saw Song Xing running over to him barefoot, he couldn't help but turn pale, and asked in a deep voice, "Why didn't you?" Shoes?"

Song Xing said, "The shoes are wet."

Song Wenlu sighed, put him on the bed, touched Song Xingbing's cold soles, and finally had to clamp these feet tightly between his legs to keep warm.

Song Xing raised her head, and just as she was about to speak, the tip of her nose was suddenly bitten.

The strength is a bit fierce, and it is estimated that a red mark has fallen.

Song Xun pushed him, wanting to ask Mr. Song if he was angry, but Song Wenlu didn't speak at all, not only hugged him and kissed him, but also loved to bite him.

Especially like a big wolfhound.