I really don't like you anymore

Xi Xinghai doesn't live alone, he also has a grandmother at home.

The old man sleeps very little, and gets up before six o'clock every morning, morning exercises, cooking, and grocery shopping... When she wakes up, she can't see that Xi Xinghai is still asleep, and she tries to wake him up.

Grandma knocked on the door, and before Xi Xinghai could reply, she opened the door and opened the curtains.

Accompanied by the rattling sound of the sliding rails, a large area of ​​bright and dazzling light appeared.

Xi Xinghai is afraid of light when he sleeps in bed, this method has been tried and tested.

He woke up from the stab, frowned, and got up from the bed. He wanted to complain about something, but before he could say anything, grandma closed the door with a cold face and went out.

Xi Xinghai: ...

Last night he didn't go to bed until four o'clock in the morning, and now he woke up before six o'clock, Xi Xinghai sat on the bed with his messy hair and eyes closed. For a moment, he felt like his head was like a ripe watermelon , with a slight touch, it will split in two.

At six o'clock, there were three hours left before going to work, and there was still nearly an hour and a half before the maintenance man he made an appointment came to visit.

An hour and a half was enough for him to lie back on the bed and sleep comfortably... But if he fell asleep, grandma would probably be even more angry. He didn't want to make grandma even more angry, so he gave up his plan to continue lying down.

He got up slowly, put on his shoes slowly, the bangs on his forehead were a bit long, he closed his eyes and tied a small bun, which was fixed with a hairpin, and he closed his eyes again to wash, take care of the skin, and change clothes ... When I opened the door and walked out, there was no one in the small living room.

——Grandma has gone out to buy vegetables.

There are portraits of mom and dad hanging on the wall, half a deep-fried dough stick, two buns and a bowl of porridge are placed on the table.

The deep-fried dough stick buns have cooled completely, but the porridge is still warm.

He smiled at his parents, then he walked to the dining table, sat down, slowly ate the cold fried dough sticks and buns, and slowly finished the bowl of porridge.

Xi Xinghai's parents died in a car accident in Xi Xinghai's second year of junior high school.

The father was seriously injured and died on the spot. The mother was protected by the father and survived by luck, but she could not escape the complications after the operation.

I lay in the intensive care unit of the hospital for more than a month. Finally, due to the successive failure of major organs, I went to the sky to join my father.

Without a guardian, Xi Xinghai had to move out of the city where he had lived for more than ten years, and came here to live with his grandmother, classmates, friends... everything started from scratch.

Grandma didn't like him very much, Xi Xinghai could feel it, but he didn't know why, at first he didn't dare to ask, after so many years, he also lost the opportunity to ask.

My mother spent a lot of money when she was hospitalized. The ventilator, artificial lung, blood test, and biochemistry were performed seven or eight times a day. The 10,000+ that the insurance company had to pay was not enough, and all the savings of my parents would be enough to live on. More than half a month.

Xi Xinghai had just lost his father and didn't want to lose his mother again, so he had to let go of the dignity and face that young people valued so much. He went to his parents, relatives and friends one by one to complain, cry about being poor, and borrow money... In the end, the borrowed money was spent. , Mom didn't save it either.

With a sigh, Xi Xinghai put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth, cleared the table, washed the dishes, and skillfully put the washed dishes into the cupboard. When he turned around, there was a knock on the door—the maintenance master came.

After wiping off the water on his hands, Xi Xinghai took off his apron, walked out, touched the doorknob with his hand, Xi Xinghai suddenly remembered what Yan Feihang said to him last night.

He lowered his head and took a look at his own attire. The white T-shirt was so wide that it almost covered his elbows, his shorts were below his knees and almost covered his calves, and a pair of black slippers were put on his feet.

This way... it should be fine, he thought uncertainly.

Press the doorknob, the door opened, and Master Maintenance stood at the gate, "Excuse me, is this Mr. Xi's house?"

Xi Xinghai nodded, "It's me."

The maintenance master is a middle-aged man with a simple and honest appearance, and he looks quite honest. He seems to be familiar with the neighborhood in this area. Without Xi Xinghai's guidance, he put on his shoe covers and went straight to the bathroom.

There were two pairs of underpants that Xi Xinghai changed from taking a shower last night hanging in the bathroom. The master walked in as usual, put down the toolbox, and started to work.

The floor drain was finally fixed. There was nothing wrong with the floor drain. There was a problem with the aging of the water pipes. I guess it won't work for too long.

Having experienced the situation last night once, he didn't want to experience it again, so Xi Xinghai decisively asked the price of the replacement.

In fact, it's not too expensive. He calculated the bonuses he could get this quarter in his heart to see how much he would have left after paying off the debts. After the calculations, he gritted his teeth and said, "Then change it."

The master nodded, and quickly said: "Okay, let's close the sluice first, let's start the work right away, start the work early, and finish the work quickly."

The sluice is in the water meter box, Xi Xinghai nodded, "OK!"

He didn't know where the water meter box was. Fortunately, he had an omnipotent search engine. With the help of the search engine, he successfully found the location of the water meter box at the corner of the stairs.

The door of the box was closed, and there was a lot of dust on it. Xi Xinghai found the doorknob and opened it forcefully. A large cloud of dust came into view along with the water meter. He clapped his hands and looked at the up and down. Two water meters.

If there is no accident, one of them belongs to his family, and the other belongs to Yan Feihang's family.

It's a pity that there is no mark on the water meter. Xi Xinghai pouted his buttocks and opened his eyes wide. After looking at it for a long time, he couldn't figure out which one belonged to him.

Then you can only use the method of elimination.

His house is 301, and Yan Feihang's is 302. If there is no accident, the one above belongs to his house, and the one below belongs to Yan Feihang's.

He turned off the upper one first, clapped his hands, and ran back to the house. The maintenance master was waiting. He smiled at the master, "Master, well, you can try it first..."

Before finishing speaking, the maintenance master unscrewed the screws.

The water jets sprayed out, and the white water jets sprayed Xi Xinghai all over his body. His T-shirt, shorts, and slippers were wet. It drooped down and drooped on the forehead.

The weather at the end of June was not too hot, and the cold tap water splashed on his body, Xi Xinghai shivered immediately, he raised his hand to wipe off the water from his face, and yelled at the master in a broken way, "Master! Why don't you listen to what people have to say!"

The water column is still spraying, spraying on the wall of the bathroom, spraying on the floor of the bathroom, and dripping down the floor drain.

The master was also very broken. He pressed the water pipe with one hand, and started to turn the screw quickly with the other hand. The screw was tightened, the water stopped, and the master was soaked. The water meter can’t be turned off properly!”

Xi Xinghai: ...

He admitted that what the master said was very reasonable.

After so many years, he really hasn't touched his water meter.

For him with perfect life skills, this is indeed a mistake.

but!

Alright, alright...he didn't bother to care about it anymore.

The water lay down on his forehead, and he wiped it off with his hand, "Then... just wait a little while, I'll go and close the other one."

The wet clothes sticking to his body was really uncomfortable, Xi Xinghai lifted up the hem of his T-shirt while walking outside, his white belly was exposed, together with a small thin waist, stained with water drops His skin was white and shiny, and it looked much more delicious than the cream on the cake.

Xi Xinghai pulled the hem of his T-shirt and twisted it in one direction. When he walked to the gate, he noticed that the light in the corridor seemed much dimmer than before. He looked up and saw Yan Feihang standing in the backlight and looking at him.