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I am too lazy to smell it.

Kang Wenwen never felt sorry for himself, let alone feel sorry for himself.

I'm so poor now, it's all caused by my laziness, I have nothing to complain about, it's all done by myself.

"Do you want to cut this? How do you cut it?" Kang Wenwen raised the potato in his hand to Du Qianlin and asked.

In line with the consciousness of letting children grow up independently, Du Qianlin stood aside and only waited and watched without directing... This is what he thought.

"Did you cut your potatoes without peeling them?" Du Qianlin said in his heart. Could it be that there are still "Phnom Penh potatoes" back to basics today?

Kang Wenwen confronted Tudou for a while, then frowned and looked at Du Qianlin again.

"Shouldn't they be cut after washing?"

Du Qianlin's eyes twitched.

"Forget it, you go and sit outside, I'll chop the vegetables."

Kang Wenwen was not happy, "It is agreed that I will treat you to dinner, how can I let you do it yourself."

Du Qianlin took the cleanly washed potatoes from his hands, and said with a smile, "Of course the money you paid is your treat, but if I wait until you finish these things, I might starve to death."

Du Qianlin's breath caressed Kang Wenwen's cheek when he spoke, and quickly retracted the fingertips he accidentally touched.

Kang Wenwen, who didn't hear what Du Qianlin said behind, turned around and went out, "Then, then you cut it."

Sitting on the soft sofa, Kang Wenwen felt as if he was sitting on cotton, it was so soft and comfortable.

Picking up a pillow, Kang Wenwen supported his cheeks with his hands, just in time to gradually warm his face with his cool palms.This Du Qianlin still doesn't know what 'distance' is.

Looking away, Kang Wenwen scanned the living room of Du Qianlin's house.

There is very little furniture and it looks crisp.The walls are also light-colored, and a large light-wood-colored bookcase is filled with books and some decorations.

At a glance by Kang Wenwen, the most conspicuous ones are the terrifyingly thick "Python and Data Development", "C Language Development C+D", "The Origin of Radical Programming"...

Although Kang Wenwen doesn't pay much attention to the outside world, he also knows that 'Python', 'C+D', and 'radical programming' are all computer programming languages.This Du Qianlin is really a programmer.

It's no wonder that Kang Wenwen didn't believe it, it's because Du Qianlin's image is very different from those "programmers" on the Internet.

"There's Coke in the refrigerator. If you want to drink it, take it yourself." Du Qianlin was still working hard in the kitchen without raising his head and said to Kang Wenwen.

Kang Wenwen didn't open the refrigerator when he went to the kitchen, but observed Du Qianlin carefully.

Maybe it was because his gaze was too realistic, Du Qianlin turned his head to look at Kang Wenwen and asked in doubt, "What are you doing?"

Kang Wenwen curled his lips and said, "I didn't expect you to be a programmer."

Du Qianlin smiled lightly and said, "Didn't I always say that I was a programmer. It turns out that you never believed it."

"Hmm...it doesn't look like it." Kang Wen said.

Du Qianlin peeled the potatoes and started to process Flammulina velutipes, "Do you think programmers are the kind with plaid shirts and backpacks?"

Kang Wenwen thought for a while, "...and bald."

As he said that, his eyes moved to the top of Du Qianlin's head, which looked very dense.But maybe it's a wig?

"I'm not bald." Du Qianlin said as if he had seen through Kang Wenwen's thoughts.

"Now programmers are not bald anymore, they all have hair transplants."

Kang Wenwen was stunned "..."

"Pfft! Hahaha, then did you also go for a hair transplant?"

Du Qianlin looked at him helplessly, "Do you really have to ask a programmer about hair?"

Kang Wenwen shrugged, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and said he was silent.

Du Qianlin turned around and prepared to continue doing what he was doing, but he was still upset after thinking about it.

"I've washed and cut it all, you come here and cut it." After speaking, he wiped his hands and made way for Kang Wenwen.

Kang Wenwen stared, but he didn't speak but pouted.

This man deliberately messed with himself.

After a few words of guidance, how to cut something, Du Qianlin looked at it with folded hands.

"I don't have anything to do in the company. I just do data analysis. It was a bit troublesome at the beginning to build this thing, but after the environment is established, the operation is relatively simple."

"Data analysis?" Kang Wenwen couldn't help but say, "It sounds like it's about finance, how could it have anything to do with programming?"

Du Qianlin raised his hand and rubbed Kang Wenwen's head, "Now there are some schools that classify data analysis as an economics major."

Kang Wenwen never went to college, these things are too far away for him, so he should keep his mouth shut about such a topic.

Du Qianlin didn't notice Kang Wenwen's little sensitivity, but he was still secretly happy that he rubbed Kang Wenwen's soft hair in reality.

And Kang Wenwen also quickly adjusted himself, and continued to lower his head carefully to watch his fingers chop vegetables.

It's nothing, just today I can clearly see the gap between myself and Du Qianlin.

There is a separate dining table in Du Qianlin's house, with a white porcelain tabletop.Kang Wenwen looked at the side dishes and hot pots that were served one by one, and couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

How long has it been since I had a good meal at a table like this.

A few months ago, Du Qianlin didn't think that when he had a treat, it was outside, but this time it was in such a place called "home".

"What are you doing, sit down quickly." Du Qianlin took the bowl and chopsticks and saw Kang Wenwen standing in front of the dining table in a daze.

Kang Wenwen shook his head and said with a smile, "It's nothing."

Feeling panicked for some reason, he let out a breath and sat down slowly.

"Do you usually eat alone at home?"

Du Qianlin handed over the bowl and chopsticks and said, "That's right, eating at home saves money."

"Would you like some wine?"

Kang Wenwen watched Du Qianlin turn around and go to the bar.Du Qianlin is a wine lover, there is a small bar next to the dining table, and there are a lot of wine and various wine glasses on the wine cabinet behind.

"No need." Kang Wenwen seldom drank, if he accidentally got drunk at Du Qianlin's house, it would be a joke.

Du Qianlin seemed to know what he was thinking, bent over and rustled under the wine cabinet for a while.

"Drink some rice bar. I brew it myself with a low alcohol content so I won't get drunk."

Kang Wenwen looked at the glass jar Du Qianlin carried to the bar, the light white liquor.

"....All right."

It's not that Kang Wenwen doesn't know how to drink, he just doesn't have money to buy alcohol.It is said that men will always use alcohol to relieve their sorrows. In fact, Kang Wenwen also thought about it, but there has never been such a condition.

Since he is not drunk, he still wants to taste it.

"You still know how to make wine?" Kang Wenwen raised his glass and took a sip. It was very fragrant but not very spicy.

Du Qianlin poured himself a glass of wine that Kang Wenwen didn't know, and it looked like it had a high alcohol content.

"Small hobbies." Du Qian raised Lin Chaokang Wenwen

Kang Wenwen also raised his glass to bump into him, "It's delicious."

"Really?" Du Qianlin no longer had his signature smile, this time his eyes were smiling.

"You are the first person to drink the wine I brewed." Du Qianlin put down his glass, picked up a few slices of meat and threw them into the bubbling hot pot.

Kang Wenwen snapped his fingers and looked at Du Qianlin, "The first one? That's really my honor."

As he spoke, he reached out and used chopsticks to pinch the ups and downs in the pot.

Seeing his obvious disbelief, Du Qianlin put Kang Wenwen's hairy belly that had been slipping away from under the chopsticks into a bowl for him.

"Really, you are the first one. They are afraid that I will brew poison, so they dare not drink it."

"They?" Kang Wenwen was about to open his mouth to bite off the hairy belly, but he put down his chopsticks when he heard this.

Du Qianlin stood up and put some Flammulina velutipes placed far away into the pot.

"My friends and them."

Kang Wenwen's hand holding the chopsticks tightened.

It turns out that everyone else has friends.Kang Wenwen ate the hairy belly in the bowl slowly, and asked, "Listen to you, do you have many friends?"

Du Qianlin picked a few pieces of meat for Kang Wenwen, and also picked a lot of things for himself.

"Yeah, but the people I keep in touch with now are college classmates, and the others are colleagues. My circle of friends is relatively small."

Kang Wenwen's expression was normal, he should eat and drink, "This is not too little."

I always forget that normal people should have friends and socialize, not everyone is like me.

The hot pot of the two men is almost all meat dishes.While chatting and eating, the meal lasted until dark.

Du Qianlin felt that after this meal, the sense of distance between the two of them has been eliminated a lot, but this is only his own idea.

"Let me do the dishes." Kang Wenwen volunteered.

Du Qianlin went to the kitchen and opened the cupboard, "You don't need to wash it, there is a dishwasher."

Kang Wenwen shrugged in embarrassment, and put the dishes and chopsticks into the dishwasher.He watched Du Qianlin's operation intently.

The dishwasher started to work, and Kang Wenwen watched Du Qianlin wipe the dining table quickly, feeling a little in the way here.

"It's getting late, so I'm going back."

Du Qianlin was still cleaning the table, and immediately said, "It's so late, why don't you go back? You'll be here for one night."

Kang Wenwen took a look at the specifications of Du Qianlin's family, and found that this was not a "make do".

"No, I accept the bed."

Du Qianlin couldn't keep him anymore, so he sent Kang Wenwen to the door.

Originally, he wanted to send Kang Wenwen to the subway, but Kang Wenwen refused.

"Okay, don't give it away." Kang Wenwen sat in the entrance and put on his shoes, then turned and said to Du Qianlin.

After speaking, he opened the door and walked out, waving his hand to close the door.Du Qianlin didn't even realize that there was only his own gate left in front of him.

He let out a mouthful of alcohol, drank a little too much, and his head was a little dazed.Walking back to the kitchen, Du Qianlin looked at the dishwasher who was still working and raised his hand to rub his forehead.

After knowing it, I said, "Why do I feel that the atmosphere today is not very good?"

dishwasher:"......"

Although Du Qianlin was drunk, he still knew that the dishwasher could not speak.

Turning around and looking at the empty house behind him, Du Qianlin felt for the first time that his home was getting bigger.

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The author has something to say:

Kang Wenwen: Then go buy a small house and save money

Du Qianlin: Yes, it should be enough to buy a 50 square meter.

Kang Wenwen:...

Chapter 64 The Impossible Person

Kang Wenwen has been looking up at the arrival signal lights of the subway since he got on the train.

Looking at the extinguished signal lights, Kang Wenwen remained motionless, only the slightly trembling eyelashes indicated that he was not a statue.The taste of saccharin in the mouth spreads throughout the mouth, filling the nasal cavity, and the breath is sweet.

"Ding dong, XXXX is here. Passengers who get on the bus please stand..."

When the broadcast sounded, Kang Wenwen's eyelashes seemed to be woken up, shaking the water vapor to close and then open.

Originally, all he wanted was to go home quickly, throw himself into that small bed and sleep in the dark.But there were still two stops when Kang Wenwen got off the bus.

Suddenly I don't want to go home.

Walking under the street lamp, Kang Wenwen walked forward with dull eyes, like a shell that had lost its soul.

This is not the slum where I live. At night, people here have a rich nightlife.There were as many people on the road as during the day, and Kang Wenwen's stiff state inevitably made contact with others.

"You won't apologize if you hit someone?!"

Kang Wenwen, whose arm was being grabbed, said dully, "I'm sorry."

Seeing Kang Wenwen's distraught look, the other party let go of Kang Wenwen without saying a word.

Kang Wenwen's mind was empty, and the memory of his body led him to the gate of a community.

There are patrol robots in the neighborhood at night: "Hi, I don't seem to have seen you. Are you here to find someone?"

Kang Wenwen bent down and reached out to pat the round head of the little robot on his chest.

"I have a pass." He raised his hand, drew out his identity information and placed it in front of the robot's scanner.

"Drip, welcome home!"

A smiling expression appeared on the screen of the little robot.

Hearing the phrase "Welcome home", Kang Wenwen felt bitter in his heart.

After waving goodbye to the little robot, Kang Wenwen walked towards the building with the least lights in the community.

Seeing that the lights were not turned on on many floors, Kang Wenwen couldn't help but sigh with emotion.People who can buy here can also afford to sell elsewhere.

This building is where Lu Ziyang used to live, and these residents probably moved out because they knew that someone had died here.

Kang Wenwen didn't feel this way when Nie Fei died. After all, the house in a slum was taken back by the government on the fifth day and distributed to the next resident.People in the slums just need to have a place to live, even if it is a haunted house where people have died.

Lu Ziyang gave the house to Kang Wenwen before his death, and Kang Wenwen's identity information contained the property rights of the house.

Opening the door, the furnishings in the house are still the same as before leaving last time.It's just that the sofa and some big objects are covered with white cloth, which looks very gloomy.

There were no more flowers in the vase on the shoe cabinet in the hallway, and the empty vase looked at Kang Wenwen with a dark stare.

He looked down at his shoes, then at the shoe cabinet.There are no slippers of their own.

Taking off his shoes, Kang Wenwen walked in barefoot.

After all, it was the house where three people died. Even with all the lights on and these pale cloths on, the surroundings felt chilly.

If I was myself three months ago, I would be a little nervous when I came to this kind of house, not to mention being afraid.

But at the moment, Kang Wenwen didn't have any fluctuations in his mind. If he had to say, the only thing he thought about was, the senior lived alone in this house after losing his family. What kind of mood did he go to bed with every night?

Grief, resentment, pain or numbness?

Maybe both.

Kang Wenwen walked up to the second floor, where the lights on the second floor were unknown.Kang Wenwen turned on the light source on the bracelet to shine forward.

The hand touched the door frame of the room instead of the switch on the wall.

Kang Wenwen remembered that the first room upstairs belonged to senior brother Lu Guqing.

Kang Wenwen groped around on the second floor but couldn't find the light switch, so he had no choice but to go downstairs.

Sitting on the sofa, wrapped the white cloth on the sand, curled up on the sand and looked at the floor in front of the coffee table.

The senior stabbed himself in that position at the very beginning...

I thought that this night, I would definitely not be able to sleep.Just to hear if there are any supernatural voices.

But Kang Wenwen, who didn't recognize the bed at all, didn't even recognize the sofa.He fell asleep in a daze.

After his thoughts drifted in the dream for a while, Kang Wenwen woke up again.

But he didn't really wake up, Kang Wenwen struggled.

Alas, it looks like a ghost presses the bed again.

Sleeping in such a haunted house and encountering such a thing, Kang Wenwen wasn't too scared.Maybe the 'ghost' who came was an acquaintance.

Kang Wenwen wanted to speak, but he couldn't even move his lips apart.

The only thing that can accept the outside world is the sound.Kang Wenwen could hear her own breathing, but she couldn't even see a light source in front of her.He didn't turn off the light, even if he closed his eyes, it wouldn't be possible to have such a good light blocking effect.Is it in a dream?Still in reality?

The 'Kang Wenwen' in consciousness can only see a piece of darkness, or an empty space.

"Hoo--" Kang Wenwen heard some other sounds besides his own breathing.

anyone?

This is scary, Kang Wenwen is the only one in the house.Where did this other man's voice come from?

Kang Wenwen was startled at first, but soon calmed down.

Those who can be here are either seniors or their family members.

The visitor approached slowly, but Kang Wenwen could see his face clearly in the darkness.

Nie Fei?

I don't know if it's my expectation, or it's been too long since I haven't seen you.

Kang Wenwen was not at all surprised why Nie Fei was here, his immobile body could only "watch" Nie Fei walking towards him.

Kang Wenwen struggled with his hands and feet, trying to raise his hand to touch but couldn't.

"Wenwen."

When Kang Wenwen heard this voice, tears welled up in an instant.

Nie... Fei...

But he couldn't respond to the other side.

Standing one meter away from Kang Wenwen, Nie Fei smiled at Kang Wenwen with a tenderness and sadness that he had never seen before.

Kang Wenwen wanted to ask him, how he is doing now, what happened to him at the time, wanted to ask him...

There are so many boring nonsense I want to talk to him.

"Wenwen."

Only then did Kang Wenwen notice that Nie Fei didn't open his mouth, the voice seemed to come from his own head.Kang Wenwen was feeling strange, Nie Fei turned around.

Nie Fei?

Nie Fei! !

Kang Wenwen stood there and couldn't do anything.

"Nie Fei!"

Opening his eyes suddenly, what Kang Wenwen saw again was the overhead light in the living room.

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes into his hairline.

"Hu-hu-"

Kang Wenwen slowly raised his hands to cover his face, his breathing still could not calm down.

Since Nie Fei died, Kang Wenwen hoped countless times to see him in his dreams, but no matter how much he prayed, Nie Fei never came.

This time, at the senior's house...

Looking up and looking around, Kang Wenwen began to feel strange.I was sleeping in my senior's house, so why wasn't it senior or senior's family who dreamed of me?

Although things like entrusting a dream have always been illusory, Kang Wenwen always felt that Nie Fei wanted to express something.

"Ding."

The vibration of the bracelet pulled out Kang Wenwen who was in deep thought.

"Isn't it almost time for you to enter "DK" next time? I'll go with you."

It was Du Qianlin's text message.

Kang Wenwen turned his head and looked out the window. It was already dawn.

"No, it's too bad for the two of us to go in together."

Kang Wenwen quickly declined.

"This time, you must identify the murderer."

Need not....

Before Kang Wenwen finished typing, the news of Du Qianlin came again.

"Your account is still with me, I can use your name to ask the customer service to block your account."

"Damn it!" Kang Wenwen scolded directly.

"Are you human?! Are you trying to kill me?"

Du Qianlin: "Then let me go with you."

“…”

It wasn't until Kang Wenwen agreed that he realized it.Even if he has his own account, he still needs to verify his identity information if he pretends to be himself to go to customer service!

Du Qianlin leaned against the head of the bed, looking at the chat messages floating in front of his eyes, his eyes were bottomless.

This morning, I logged into "71" and saw a person who was impossible to meet.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

The voice dissipated lightly in the bedroom.