Serious warning to next door Husky neighbors

Chen Bei's house is too big, there are two buildings in the villa yard, one is his own living, the other is empty, Chen Nansong occupies the whole house by himself, and his words still echo.

The books on the table are piled up like a mountain. He originally planned to take the postgraduate entrance examination in China to study psychology, but now that he is divided, he is considering whether to study abroad recently.

It is the same at home and abroad, he is alone.

Maybe a change of environment can make you feel more comfortable.

There are a lot of materials to be prepared on hand, and he has been devoting himself to it recently, but he has no intention of feeling uncomfortable.

Chen Bei went to fetch clothes for him this morning, but Chen Nansong didn't go because he was afraid of bumping into someone.

The website for selling houses rang in the middle of the night yesterday, and there was a message. He hadn't had time to read it, but he remembered it when he was free at noon.

Ding Dong!

Message: There are buyers who are paying attention to your listing, please click here for further communication.

Chen Nansong clicked the arrow in the lower right corner, and a user information popped up.

"This person is in such a hurry, I haven't had time to hang up my photo." Chen Nansong stared at the information on the screen, and finally made a phone call.

It's not a bad thing to sell it early, anyway, sooner or later.

A young man answered the phone, and there was nothing wrong with the voice, except that he always stuttered a few times when he was giving information, which made Chen Nansong doze off.

"Then do you have time to come and see the house tomorrow?" Chen Nansong asked.

"Yes, yes." The man replied quite quickly.

"Then..." He looked at the calendar, there is nothing important tomorrow, "Tomorrow at twelve o'clock?"

"Yes." The man hung up after answering.

Chen Nansong raised his eyebrows, staring at the phone, "So smooth?"

In the afternoon, Chen Bei came back with a load of luggage. When he entered the door, he was out of breath like an old cow.

"Nan Song! Look what I brought back for you!" Chen Bei yelled at the living room.

When Chen Nansong was going downstairs, he looked up and saw the cat's backpack at the door. The little ones had grown up, huddled together and looked like stacked arhats.

"Are you going back?" Chen Bei asked in a low voice.

Chen Nansong supported the two little ones, "I won't return them, let's keep them."

The cat meows a lot. When I got it back, the fur color was very light, but now it looks a lot thicker.

He held up two cat paws and said, "Miss your master?"

The cat kept meowing, and pawed at his face with its paws. Chen Nansong didn't speak, and hugged the cat and nestled in the living room again.

"Let's put things away first, I'll go buy some cat food." Chen Nansong got up to get dressed.

The weather has stopped snowing recently, and the road is wet with water. The down jacket on his body has been replaced with a cotton one. Chen Nansong entered the carriage with his hat on.

"Bring me two bottles of beer when you come back." Chen Bei squatted on the ground petting the cat, poking his head out and shouting.

Chen Nansong answered and left. There is no pet store nearby, and the nearest one is in the center of the city. The community where Chen Nansong lives turns to the left, and there is a big pet store.

When he passed by before, he always liked to tease the little golden retriever inside. He discussed with Zhou Qingyan that he would raise one in summer, but now he probably doesn't need it anymore.

I don't know if the golden retriever is here.

It was almost time to get off work, and the staff inside were about to clean up. When Chen Nansong entered, the doorbell rang.

"Hello, what do you need?" The boss looked at him and asked.

"Cat food, canned cat food, cat litter, and..." Chen Nansong thought for a long time, "Bring me all you need."

"Okay, just wait a moment." The staff ran to the thing in the inner room, which was probably a small warehouse.

Chen Nansong was bored waiting, wandering casually in the hall.

The previous golden retriever had been bought away, and now it was replaced by Teddy in the cage. This guy barked so loudly that his head hurt from the noise, but beside him was a little golden retriever, lying on his stomach trembling in the corner.

Chen Nansong turned his head and squatted on the ground to tease the little guy next to him, but he didn't pay attention when the door opened.

The golden retriever licked his hand across the cage, making it sticky, and Chen Nansong kept laughing.

"Mr. Zhou, you are here. I thought you would not come today. I have prepared cat food and put it in the car for you?" The boss just came out of the warehouse with a bunch of things in his hand. The cat crawled on the litter box. Shelf...all the belongings have been moved out.

When Chen Nansong heard Mr. Zhou, his back went cold and he didn't dare to turn his head.

"Hi, that's about it. There are many kinds of cat food, you can choose." The boss went out after speaking.

The room was terribly quiet, Chen Nansong turned his head lightly, met Zhou Qingyan's eyes, and remained silent for a while.

"Long time no see." Zhou Qingyan looked at him and sighed softly, still in that gentle tone.

"Long time, long time no see," Chen Nansong stood up and took a step forward.

The two people faced each other without speaking, just looked at each other.

"A little thinner." Zhou Qingyan said.

"...Mmm." Chen Nansong paused for a long time before humming, and said after a long pause, "I'm going to sell the house."

"Yeah." Zhou Qingyan didn't look surprised, he walked by Chen Nansong, squatted down to tease the golden retriever just now, "Where are you going?"

"America." Chen Nansong twitched in his heart, "Not sure yet."

The air was dead silent again, when the boss's footsteps were getting closer, Zhou Qingyan stood up and turned to look at him, approached and said, "Nan Song, tell me, are you feeling uncomfortable now?"

Chen Nansong didn't answer, the door opened, and the boss came in, "Mr. Zhou, I'll put it away for you."

"Thank you." He turned his head and pointed to the cat food on the right shelf, "That will do." He told Chen Nansong.

Zhou Qingyan left, and when he was about to push the door, Chen Nansong called him and said, "I feel bad."

Zhou Qingyan said nothing, opened the door and left.

"Sir, do you have that?" The boss pointed to the cat food that Zhou Qingyan had just mentioned.

"Take that." Chen Nansong said.

The things I bought stuffed a whole trunk, it was already dark, Chen Nansong didn't calm down on the way home, his head was full of Zhou Qingyan's face.

He thought that if he didn't see him, if he didn't think about it, he would probably get better after a while.

But this time he was wrong again.

When he entered the room, Chen Bei had finished his meal, and a portion was left for him on the table.

"What's wrong with you? Why do you look so dull?" Chen Bei looked up at him, playing a game in his hand.

"Hungry." Chen Nansong didn't say anything, sat down and ate the meal, and went to pour out the cat food when he was halfway through the meal, and the meal was cold when he came back to continue eating.

"By the way, if you want to go abroad, you should hurry up and apply for the documents. Over there, February will pass, and the documents will be delivered in two months." Chen Bei said while bowing his head and playing games.

"It can be done next month." Chen Nansong got up after finishing speaking, "I'll go take out the trash."

"Auntie Ming'er will take it away after leaving it at the door." After Chen Bei finished talking, he was ignored and went out with the trash.

The weather was still cold at night, Chen Nansong didn't wear a coat, stood beside the trash can while blowing the wind and lit a cigarette.

It was as if a sandbag weighing several hundred catties had been shaken in his heart, but he didn't know what to do.

It was so uncomfortable to fall so hard.

Early the next morning, he ran to the community to wait for someone. He hadn't been in that room for a long time. Chen Nansong re-examined the antique house, and finally found that he didn't seem to have any memories.

The memories are all in the next room.

The window of his bedroom is directly facing the small square opposite, and there are still uncles and aunts sitting on the wooden chair.

Chen Nansong thought of his broken vegetable juice again, and he tilted his head and smiled.

The Screaming Chicken was still in the box next to it. He held it and looked at it a few times, but couldn't help it, and pinched it again.

When he was holding a chicken and cursing people in the middle of the night before, Zhou Qingyan was probably speechless next door, and he might even scold him a few words.

"Ding dong!"

The doorbell rang, Chen Nansong went to open the door, and there was a man in his twenties standing at the door.

"Mr. Chen? I'm the one who said yesterday that he wanted to see the house." The man was still panting.

"Okay, come in." Chen Nansong asked people to come in and said, "Just take a look, this room is quite new, nothing..."

"Then I'll take it, let's take this one." The man turned to look at him.

The candy Chen Nansong was holding in his mouth slipped into his throat in an instant, and it was estimated that he would choke him to death when he was older.

"You don't want to think about it?" he asked.

"No, it's fine. Then when you have time, I'll pay for the formalities." The man looked at him.

"Okay." Chen Nansong was surprised, but agreed, "That's right." He glanced at the wall of the living room.

"Here, the sound insulation here is not very good." Chen Nansong said.

"It's okay." The man smiled, "I still have something to do, let's go first, call."

Chen Nansong stood alone in the living room in a daze, and he wondered if the ground under his feet would be demolished next week.

Who the hell is so anxious to see the house?It's like rushing to the market to grab food.

"Whatever." He didn't bother to think about it.

The procedures were completed quickly, and the house that Chen Nansong lived in for several years was sold, and he was torn away from his life along with the people next door.

He was busy consulting and checking information during the day, and he was dizzy all day long, and finally prepared the materials at the end of the month.

The school major has also been chosen, and Chen Nansong feels that he has no reason to continue to hesitate.

After the first day of the month, the application will be handed in.

While waiting for the results, he was still taking orders as usual, and it would not be a bad thing to have more living expenses.

Ever since Chen Bei knew that he had handed in the application, he wished to stick with him every day. When they met, they would call Song Ge in a twisted tune.

Chen Nansong was getting tired of talking to him every day.

"Do you take the little guy away?" Chen Bei asked him.

"Take it away." Chen Nansong glanced at the cat.

"One last thought," he said.

"I don't even know what to say about you." Chen Bei looked at him, "I can see that you are a miserable life."

Chen Nansong didn't say a word, so it was a tacit agreement.

He squatted on the ground and hugged the cat, "It doesn't matter what happens to me, but I can't suffer others."

"What detours are you taking? Zhou Qingyan must be feeling uncomfortable now." Chen Bei said.

"It will be fine after a while. After a long time, he can continue to be that gentle Mr. Zhou who likes to stay at home and watch horror movies." Chen Nansong smiled, "He can continue to enjoy a peaceful life without worrying about What else has changed."