There seems to be something wrong with my tenant

Samuel, who followed closely behind, also took a full look at the situation in the room. He swallowed the uncivilized words that he didn't utter in time, and doubted for the umpteenth time what his tenants were thinking every day——

What caught the eye was a typical American farm log cabin. The crowded but warm layout showed the breath of life everywhere, and the furniture in the room was approachable—or so simple that it did not look like an urban apartment.

——The most important and most eye-catching thing is that a golden corn field is shining brightly in the open window.

Samuel even saw with sharp eyes that there were several huge harvesters shuttling through the fields in the distance, and the unique earth atmosphere of the farm lingered in almost every corner.

Samuel: How should I edit this? I'm waiting online. It's very urgent.

Just when Samuel was already thinking about the possibility of quietly knocking the other party out, and then making a wish to make Clark forget about it, 413, an unreliable guy, quietly went online in his mind.

"Samuel, this tenant's wish power is very pure, you must take him down... Hiccup!"

Samuel: "..."

so real?Samuel unconsciously recalled that, in his impression, this seemed to be the first time 413 had "eat enough".

Clark at the side subconsciously walked to the window. He stared at the familiar scene that had grown up with him for more than ten years, and almost believed that this was his hometown.

"This is... Smallwell?"

With a mind as strong as Clark's, it is inevitable that he will be confused by the scene in front of him at this time.He couldn't help closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, and the most intimate smell made him smile.

He looked back at Mr. Landlord, who seemed to be still in a daze, his blue eyes were deep and distant: "Sir, can you explain what's going on?"

The tone of the other party was unexpectedly calm. Seeing that he did not show too much panic or disgust except for the initial shock, Samuel calmed down for a while.

"You may not believe it..."

Clark looked at the landlady with a somewhat awkward expression in front of him. He was still confused, but the tone of this friendly young man was still gentle: "I believe it."

Samuel: "..."

He seemed to be choked for a moment, and being watched by Clark's peaceful eyes, he seemed to really feel a kind of real and precious trust from this young man.

"Okay," Samuel led him to sit down on a low wooden chair, "since you are the tenant and I am the landlord... so in short, everything you see now-is what I want A room rented out to you."

"Whether you really believe it or call me crazy behind my back, the room in front of you is real."

Samuel considered how to explain the existence of 413, "You can think of it as the apartment version of the House of Requirement in "Harry Potter"—you should have read "Harry Potter", right?"

After getting an affirmative answer from the other party, Samuel briefly explained why the room was in this state.

"What you think, let it finally look like this - if everyone has their own ideal residence, then this should be the most real desire in your heart."

Samuel looked as steady as an old dog on the surface, but he was in a panic.

The first three tenants he dealt with each had their own difficulties, and the sum of the three was simply hell-level difficulty.I thought the fourth place would be an ordinary resident in easy mode, but who knows that he is also in hard mode!

Samuel felt that 413online was too unfriendly to him, and collecting every tenant illustrated book was full of hardships.

What Samuel was most nervous about was not Clark's reaction, but the weird changes in the apartment—you know, even his partner saw normal urban scenes when he looked out from his castle, not anything Magic hour too!So why is this Mr. Kent so special?

"So, you mean..." Clark was unusually confused, "This is my hallucination?"

Clark's question interrupted Samuel's doubts. He scratched his wrists tangledly: "It's not an illusion, they are all real, but they can't be observed from the outside world—"

"Using an inappropriate metaphor, it is like two worlds in an overlapping state. Each world is real, but each other cannot perceive the existence of the other, nor can it touch each other."

Clark made a joke: "It's like a ghost and a ghost?"

Samuel nodded: "That's right, it's like a ghost and a ghost."

"So..." Samuel glanced at Clark's calm side face: "Do you still believe my words now? Do you think I'm a liar?"

——It doesn’t matter if you are a liar, I will cleanse your memory and treat everything as if nothing happened.

"Facts speak louder than words." Clark never seemed to be in a hurry, and listening to him always had the illusion of being inexplicably appeased.

"I believe what my eyes see, what my ears hear, what my body touches—I believe in you, and I believe what you say is true."

Before the other party could speak, Clark had already laughed first: "Samuel, can I continue to rent this magical house?"

Samuel: I, did I see an angel!

The tenant was considerate and polite, and Samuel instantly put aside his little slander against Clark: "Of course! You can sign the contract now!"

Samuel had no reason to reject the person. After he readily agreed, he turned to get the contract.

Clark watched the other party's hurried figure, feeling the blood flow in his ears gradually slow down.He took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose and fell into thought: The other party didn't tell lies, but he still hid part of the truth...

But that's okay, who doesn't have a secret?What's more, the other party has no malicious intentions.

He can clearly hear the landlord's heartbeat and blood flow, and can even judge whether the other party is cheating his ordinary residents. Clark thinks that he is willing to give trust—not because he is not afraid of betrayal, but because he has the ability to bear betrayal courage.

The two signed the contract, and Samuel introduced the other residents to him as usual.

"Besides you, there are three other tenants here. They are Tony, Sherlock and Jason."

"The three of them are probably not in the apartment recently. If we meet..."

Samuel was at a loss for words for a moment, not knowing whether to say the next thing or not.

Clarke said empathetically, "I'll take care of them."

From what Samuel said, the other tenants seemed to be young.Clark felt that even if the other party didn't remind him, he would take care of them a little bit in his daily life.

Hearing this, Samuel gasped like a toothache: "No, Clark. I'm not telling you this to let you take care of them..."

There was a bit of seriousness in Samuel's eyes: "Promise me, because they are still young - even if you get angry, don't fight with them, okay?"

Clark's smile paused: "?"

Although Clark wears glasses and looks quiet and easy to get along with, but with his tall body and the inadvertently stretched muscles when the other party bends his knees—this makes Samuel deeply worried about the tenant room. harmony and stability.

Seeing the seriousness on the landlord's face, Clark gently complied with the other party's innocuous request.

How could he do it to ordinary people, especially minors?Clark thought to himself, whether as a newspaper reporter, an adult with a normal sense of right and wrong, or another identity of his...

Clark believes that he can easily deal with the other tenants of 413.