Ding, your little fool is online

The last day of February is Thursday.

Yuan Xing, who used to sleep until twelve noon, has been suffering from insomnia since he lay in bed.

At that night, Wang Yuyang invited him to go home with him to play, saying that he bought another delicious fudge, but Yuan Xing refused to drop it, and now he was lying on his little bed tossing and turning.

The unbearable little wooden bed creaked and creaked.Holding the little white dog in his arms, Yuan Xing stared at the sofa not far away with his eyes wide open in the dark, his heart was beating hard and the pain was severe.

As if feeling that the hard bed under him was uncomfortable, Yuan Xing turned over again.However, he may have tossed too many times before, so he moved to the side of the bed without knowing it, and almost fell just now. Fortunately, he rolled back in time to avoid falling off the bed.

After lying down, he grabbed the quilt tightly.

The quilt was newly bought after he arrived in the capital, and it was the cheapest one at that time.Although he usually washes the quilt cover and dries the quilt because he likes to be clean, the quality is not good after all these years of covering.

The sheets and pillowcases were also pilled and uncomfortable to lie on.

Yuan Xing reached out and touched the pilled sheets a few times, and suddenly missed the soft blankets and soft pillows at Mr. Happy's house last night. There seemed to be warm wind in the room. I don't know how much more comfortable it is than now times.

The most important thing is that he was still holding Mr. Happy's hand.

Yuan Xing buried his face in the little white dog's belly, and gradually closed his hands that were originally spread out on the bed sheet, and shook them firmly.

Suddenly there was the sound of keys clattering outside the door, followed by the sound of opening the door, which shocked Yuan Xing.Then the door slammed, and he let out a sigh of relief.

Presumably, the neighbor across the door just came home from work. After the other side closed the door, he seemed to be complaining to his wife. His voice was slightly louder because of anger. He complained about the recent economic downturn, the company’s severe layoffs, and complained about renting a house after the tax reform. Declare the reason, the landlord will definitely increase the rent again.

Yuan Xing, who was lying on the bed, blinked, and his thoughts drifted to this side unconsciously.

The landlord told him that the rent would be raised to 2500 yuan, which meant that he would have to pay... 7500 yuan tomorrow.

He was cheated out of one month's rent by Yuan Hongming before, and then he went to work part-time at the Fengguang Foundation, plus Zhang Yue gave him a salary increase and the money from food deliveries, barely enough to scrape together 6000 yuan...

It would definitely be enough if it was placed before, but it is far from enough to be placed this month.

This dilapidated and small house was rented by Yuan Xing from an intermediary office under the introduction of his former colleague. He didn't understand anything and was tricked into signing a one-year contract and paying a one-month deposit. Otherwise the deposit will not be returned to him.

Now he can't pay next quarter's rent, and the deposit is apparently irrecoverable.

But these are Yuan Xing's own thoughts. If he can understand the contract and know some common sense, he won't be so worried.

Yuan Xing squeezed the puppy's ears nervously.

If you can't pay the rent, will you be evicted tomorrow?

Although it's not like I didn't squeeze under the overpass with a bunch of homeless people before, and lived in a dark and damp basement with a bunch of people, but how can I take the initiative to taste the bitterness after tasting the taste of candy?

In fact, Yuan Xing had learned about the price increase of the house a long time ago, but he did not continue to look for other houses for a long time.

Maybe he was afraid of changing to a worse and unfamiliar environment than now, maybe it was because he now had Mr. Happy, it seemed that no matter what kind of himself he was, Mr. Happy would embrace him.

But even so, he was still afraid that if he ate too much sugar, he would lose it.

Still struggling, cautiously, hovering on the edge of warmth.

Suddenly, Yuan Xing thought of the fudge he ate at Wang Jianyang's house last night.

At that time, the lights were not turned on at Mr. Happy's house, and Mr. Happy took him to the kitchen in the dark.

The kitchen was pitch-black, and only a few red lights could be seen, until the moment the refrigerator door was opened, a warm yellow light drilled out from the small gap, and gradually expanded, illuminating the room squatting in front of the refrigerator. Mr. Happy and his little star warmed the whole room.

Mr. Happy gave him the most delicious fudge in the world from the warm light.

It seems to be cola-flavored, sweet and sour.

Motoko smacked his lips, recalling the non-existent taste of cola.

He wanted to eat candy so hard that he tossed and turned and had to drag the long johns out of the bed again, and dressed in the bed like a silkworm baby, so that he would not feel too cold when he put on the sweater again.

Putting on the down jacket Mr. Happy bought for him, pulling on the slippers, he took a chocolate from the box on the small table.

Before he could eat, Yuan Xing's gaze was attracted by the flower pot on the windowsill, in which was the gift he had prepared for Wang Yuyang, the surprise flower.

Yuan Xing stuffed the candy into his pocket, got up and walked to the window, and looked at the potted flower by the light outside the window.

12 small paper sticks were buried deep in the soil, and each stick contained 3 to 5 flower seeds. According to what Wang Yuyang said, Yuan Xing cared for it for nearly a month, but none of the dozens of flower seeds germinated.

Yuan Xing poked the moist soil with his fingers to see if the flower seeds were soaked.

But after thinking about it, he was afraid that he would not get a surprise like this, so he withdrew his hand.

After washing his hands with cold water, Motoyuki took the chocolate out of his pocket.

The plastic candy wrapper is red, with a layer of tin foil stuck to the inside, and the hard chocolate shell wraps the soft chocolate inside.Twisting open the package, Motoko put the chocolate ball into his mouth, then blinked his eyes to savor the taste.

Sweet, too sweet.

It was so sweet that he felt a little uncomfortable, not only his teeth hurt, but his heart was also throbbing.

The drops of water dripping from the faucet hit the sink, making a crisp sound.A car passing by on the street, the light flashed by the window, elongated the shadow, briefly illuminated the hut, illuminated this simple and dilapidated hut, and let Motoko see clearly his current situation, but Stand alone.

With a sweet fragrance in his mouth, Motoko looked down at the bare flowerpot again.

My heart is extremely bitter.

Chewing and chewing, he slowly squatted on the ground.

The cold wind came through the closed door, Motoko's down jacket rubbed against the dirty ground, his hands wrapped around himself, his face was buried in his arms and knees, he couldn't see any expression or make any sound.

He really wanted to eat candy every day.

At twelve o'clock at noon, Yuan Xing woke up naturally, lying on the bed and looking at the cracks in the ceiling.

He was still wearing the clothes he had put on last night to eat candy, and the hem of the down jacket was dirty. Yuan Xing blinked, not knowing how he fell asleep, but felt that his eyes were swollen and uncomfortable.

He rubbed his eyes, touched the phone next to the pillow, and turned it on.

There is no new news, which means that the landlord has not notified himself.

The entire building is owned by the landlord, and now online payment has become the mainstream trend, and other tenants transfer money directly to the landlord.Only Yuanxing gave cash, and he carefully packed it in an envelope each time. The denominations of banknotes ranged from one yuan to one hundred, and they were fragmented.

So every time Yuan Xing's rent was collected, the landlord had to come in person, complaining every time, and had a bad attitude towards Yuan Xing.

It's okay if there is no news, Yuan Xing got up slowly, planning to go to wash and go to work first, the rent matter...

Yuan Xing picked up the toothbrush, looked at himself in the mirror with messy hair, and brushed his teeth mechanically and numbly.

Anyway, he doesn't have enough money...

Anyway...he still has Mr. Happy.

Although, he was still afraid.

Because no one reminded him, he forgot to brush his teeth after eating chocolate last night. When he woke up in the morning, he always felt a terrible toothache. When he looked in the mirror, he saw that the molars were black and he couldn’t brush them no matter how hard he tried I want to cry when I grit my teeth.

If he delays any longer, he will be late for work, so he hurriedly put down his toothbrush, got dressed and went out.

The days at work are the same as usual, only need to distribute snacks, and occasionally enter the store to help serve and order dishes is enough.

The crispy corners in the store were replaced by crispy rice crackers. If it was normal, Yuan Xing would secretly squeeze some crispy crispy rice crackers to eat, and he would not forget to lick the scum off his fingers after eating.

But today I obviously didn't have this thought, I was often in a daze and distracted, and almost spilled the sour plum soup.

As the peak meal time approached, Zhang Yue suddenly walked up to him: "Yuan Xing."

Yuan Xing came back to his senses, and hurriedly turned his head: "Yue, sister Yueyue."

"What's wrong with you, Yuan Xing?" Zhang Yue asked, "You look out of your mind, are you uncomfortable?"

"Ah, no." Yuan Xing quickly picked up the bottle of sour plum soup and walked towards the crowd in the waiting area.

Zhang Yue quickly grabbed him, and asked, "Are you all right? If you have something to do, tell your sister, don't feel embarrassed, and don't be so thin-skinned."

"Really, it's fine." Yuan Xing didn't look back.

In fact, Yuan Xing met not all bad people after coming to the capital to work, after all, there are still many good people in life.

Mr. Happy is the best one, and Zhang Yue is a little earlier than Mr. Happy. Both of them are trying their best to help Yuan Xing, but their methods of showing kindness are quite different.

Zhang Yue said something, asked him directly, and helped him, sometimes Yuan Xing always felt embarrassed.

Wang Jianyang has done more than Zhang Yue, not only giving Yuan Xing material help, but also hoping to accompany him to grow up again in getting along with him, and teach him a unique feeling.

And it has always been according to Yuan Xing's wishes, only pulling him when he is about to go astray.Every time it seems to be inadvertent, but in fact it has been planned for a long time, but it is also this superficial inadvertence that preserves Yuan Xing's dignity and gives him enough respect.

"Don't lie to my sister." Zhang Yue said again, "If you feel uncomfortable, go back early."

Yuan Xing thought for a while, took out his mobile phone to check, did not receive any news from the landlord, and just shook his head: "No, there's no need for sister Yueyue, I'm off work, just go back after get off work."

Seeing that he tried his best to refuse, Zhang Yue didn't ask any more questions and went back to the shop.

As soon as she arrived at the front desk, she received a call from an unknown number. Zhang Yue thought it was a call to order food, but she didn't expect that it was Wang Yuyang who got through.

"Is there something wrong, Mr. Wang?" Zhang Yue asked.

After thinking about it, she asked again, "Do you want to order food or ask Yuan Xing."

Wang Yuyang who was in the company asked without hesitation, "Yuan Xing, are you still in the store?"

"Yes, yes." Zhang Yue turned his head and glanced at the waiting area, "It's just that the state and spirit are not very good."

Wang Jianyang frowned, since the night before yesterday, he felt that something was wrong with Yuan Xing.

He wanted to help Yuanxing recover the money that was cheated when he paid the rent. Even if Yuanxing knew his intentions, he shouldn't behave so abnormally. Isn't it a good thing to help him get the money back?

Wang Yuyang said: "Well, if Yuan Xing is gone, please tell me, the store manager, thank you."

Zhang Yue didn't know Wang Yuyang's real intentions, so he just said, "Yuan is lucky that he gets off work after one o'clock in the evening."

"I know when he gets off work." Wang Yuyang looked at the work progress, "It would be best if he didn't leave early, but if he leaves work on time, please send me a message on this phone number, thank you."

"Okay." Zhang Yue nodded and hung up the phone in confusion.

The Mr. Wang who called is Yuan Xing's friend, and his kindness to Yuan Xing is obvious to all, but...

That's great too!

Previously, Zhang Yue knew that Wang Yuyang would come to pick up Yuan Xing from get off work every day, but today he knew the time to get off work, why did he ask her?

Zhang Yue looked sideways at Yuan Xing who was pouring sour plum soup outside the door.

Bullying the elderly?

The sky is getting late, even if February is included in the worries of spring, the night still comes very early.

The first wave of customers entered the store during the peak dining period, and there were fewer people in the waiting area.Yuan Xing put the bag of crispy rice and the bottle of sour plum soup on the ground, and stretched his sore wrist.

The phone buzzed twice in his pocket, it was a text message from the landlord, to the effect that he would go to collect the rent in an hour.

Yuan Xing quickly jumped up, but after getting up, he stopped walking.

He didn't have enough money, so why was he in a hurry to go back?

He didn't know what he was doing when he went back, but he still asked Zhang Yue for leave.

"Go back and pay the rent?" Zhang Yue was stunned for a moment, "Okay, let's go back and pay the rent quickly. Is there enough money?"

Yuan Xing zipped up his jacket, pursed his lips: "Enough."

Yuan Xing rented the house on June 6 last year, and the rent is paid every three months.Logically speaking, the rent should be paid on the 7th of each month, so that the rent for the first three months is just right, but every time there is a clause in the contract that the rent should be paid 7 days in advance every month, so the landlord will pay the rent every time. Come 10 days early.

So even if Yuan Xing doesn't have enough money, he can still live in this house legally and reasonably for the next 10 days.

Besides, it is illegal for the landlord to increase the rent during the contract period. Apart from these 10 days, he only needs to pay 6000 yuan.

But Yuan Xing didn't understand, what he knew was still too little.

Usually, the bus to and from get off work is not the same time. It only takes 20 minutes at night and 40-50 minutes during the day, and the waiting time is excluded.

After coming out of the hot pot restaurant, Yuan Xing had been waiting at the station for 20 minutes, but he still hadn't even seen the shadow. He anxiously looked at the time on his phone.

Finally, the car arrived, and there was another traffic jam on the road. When he arrived at the door, it was already an hour and a half later.

Yuan Xing ran up and down from the first floor to the fifth floor, but did not see the landlord.

He wanted to take out his mobile phone to ask, and then saw the text message sent by the landlord.

You can see the impatience of the other party from the lines, saying that he has been waiting for him here for more than half an hour, but he hasn't waited for anyone yet.And he brought his Alipay account and asked him to transfer the rent, otherwise he would not be able to open the door.

Yuan Xing was taken aback at the end.

He hurried back to the fifth floor and saw a lock and chain on the door.

Motoko tremblingly inserted the key into the lock, and the door opened, but only through a narrow gap. The chain lay between him and the house.

Yuan Xing was stunned again, trying to get through the narrow gap, but just as he got close, his head got stuck, his hair was even caught by the chain, and a few strands were torn off, let alone the whole person got in.

Yuan Xing shivered as the cold wind blew in the corridor.

He was in a daze in the corridor, still maintaining the action of holding the phone just now, and the busy tone was beeping in the receiver.

The wind blew again, and it blew through the door, blowing the pages of the little prince's own book on the table.

Yuan Xing turned his head and looked into the house through the crack of the door.

He could see the inside of the house, the flower pot on the window sill, the candy box on the table, and the sofa, and the photo under the sofa, the only photo of his mother.

Whether he is happy or sad, he will take a look at the photos.

Before meeting Mr. Happy, that was his only and all sustenance.

Yuan Xing looked at the furnishings in the house, his eyes gradually turned red, his heart beat violently, and his teeth hurt badly.

With trembling hands, Yuan Xing took out his mobile phone and called the landlord to explain his intentions.

The other side was very noisy, and they spoke impatiently: "How can I let you continue to live if you haven't paid the rent? If you pay the rent, I will open the door for you."

"I..." Yuan Xing's lips trembled, and big tears rolled out of his eyes and fell into his mouth salty.

Yuan Xing said in a low voice and cautiously: "Can you, can you give me, open the door for me, I want to take pictures of me, me, my mother... And, there are flower pots"

"What are you talking about? Make your voice louder. Forget it, I have something to do. I have sent you the Alipay account number. If you pay quickly, I will open the door for you."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and left the busy signal on the handset for Motoko.

He blinked hard, his eyes red as rabbits.

Footsteps came from downstairs, Yuan Xing looked down, it was the neighbor on the same floor who came back.

Opposite the door was a young couple, and the host came back. He glanced at the neighbor and nodded politely as a greeting.

Yuan Xing rubbed his eyes and nodded at him.

The other party was already planning to enter the door and go home, but from the corner of the eye he suddenly saw the lock and chain on Yuan Xing's door, so he understood, so he looked at him sympathetically and said, "Don't cry, just pay the rent, 6000 yuan is not enough. Many."

Yuan Xing sniffed and whispered, "Yes, it's 7500..."

The other party was taken aback: "Isn't it 6000 in the contract? I paid 6000 a few days ago. What's going on with you? Are our houses different?"

As he spoke, he glanced into the room through the crack of the door, "It's the same, why are you 500 more expensive than mine? Are you 2000 from the beginning?"

Yuan Xing nodded, and then choked up: "Yes, yes, but, but last week, the landlord brother, he said that he wanted 2500. I, I don't have that much."

"Oh, that's it." The other party pushed open the door, and regarded him as a contract to renew the lease, "It's quite normal to increase the rent recently, and I guess I will also increase it in a while."

The other party entered the door, and before closing the door, he added: "If you don't have that much, you can borrow money from Ling You, it will be very fast."

After closing the door, Yuan Xing was again standing alone in the windy corridor, the voice-activated light went off and on again.

He can't afford the rent of 7500 now. If he really has to collect this much money, he can only wait until next month.

Where should he live this month.

Thinking about it, Yuan Xing squatted on the ground unconsciously, embracing himself with his hands like last night, tears kept pouring out, biting his lower lip tightly, and only whimpered from his throat.

He misses his mother, and misses Mr. Happy...

But they are not by my side now.

Toothache and heart ache, Yuan Xing bit his lower lip hard,

Zhang Yue sent a message to Wang Yuyang after Yuanxing left, and Wang Yuyang also left the company immediately and drove to Yuanxing's house.

On the road, Yuan Xing was stuck in traffic, and Wang Yuyang was also stuck in traffic. The bus later turned into a dedicated lane, and Wang Yuyang was stuck in the road all the time. It just arrived at this moment.

He took three or four steps in one step, and ran up to the fifth floor like crazy.

When there were still a few steps left, Wang Yuyang saw Yuan Xing who was squatting at the door of the house, hugging himself.

At the same time, he also saw the chain and the lock on the door lock. When they were combined, he immediately understood what happened, and his anger burst out from the bottom of his heart.

Yuan Xing, who heard the footsteps, raised his head in response, and saw his Mr. Happy, looking at him anxiously.

"Yuan Xing." Wang Jianyang answered him panting heavily.

After crying for a round, Yuan Xing's eyes were red, and when he saw Wang Yuyang, he still curled up his lips and smiled stiffly: "Happy, Mr. Happy."

Wang Yuyang gritted his teeth, stepped up the last few steps, walked directly over and knelt down and hugged his little Xingxing into his arms: "Don't cry, Xiao Yuanxing, don't cry."

Being embraced in a warm embrace, Yuan Xing's eyes turned hot, his mouth shrank, he whimpered, and then burst into tears.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, I want my flower pot , Huahua...is still inside."

Hearing this passage, Wang Jianyang felt extremely heartbroken.

He stared at the huge lock and chain, reached out and touched the back of Yuanxing's head, and kept comforting: "Don't cry, I will take it back, I will take it back."

After being comforted, Yuan Xing cried even harder: "I think, I miss my mother... I miss her..."

When he was squatting alone in the corridor just now, he could only whimper softly, and he would cry out when he was comforted.

This is always a strange thing in human feelings.

Wang Jianyang squatted on the ground, holding his little Xingxing, comforting and coaxing him tirelessly, full of self-blame.

If his attitude was tougher from the beginning, and he was as straightforward as Zhang Yue, would he have avoided many things from the beginning?

When his crying gradually subsided, I carried him downstairs and settled into a warm car, covering him with a blanket so as not to catch a cold.

Yuan Xing closed his eyes, his eye sockets were red, and his delicate nose was also red, sobbing and sobbing slightly.

Wang Yuyang sat in the driver's seat, gently touching his forehead with his broad palm, and only after he fell asleep did he call a lockpicking company.

The unlocking company arrived very quickly, and the other party stared at the dilapidated building and the well-dressed Wang Yuyang for a moment: "Is this your home? If it wasn't for your home, I wouldn't be able to unlock it for you, or I will take responsibility... "

Wang Yuyang gritted his teeth and interrupted the other party's words: "It's my house. All the furnishings in it include a photo under the sofa. There are only two bowls on the table, a pair of log-colored chopsticks and a pair of black chopsticks, and a quilt in three boxes under the bed. The quilt cover of the sunflower can tell, so can you quickly unlock it?"

The lockpicker was taken aback for a moment, took out a tool and opened the lock.

After a while, after paying the money, Wang Yuyang kicked the lock and chain into the door, took out the photo of his mother from under Yuanxing's sofa, and took the flowerpot on the window sill.

Then he went downstairs and opened the car door. After putting these two things away, he fastened the seat belt on his little Xingxing. After closing the car door lightly, he drove straight to his home.

Mr. Happy will take his little star away from these sufferings, not only now, but also in the future, all the mornings, days and nights in the future, you must protect him forever and ever, from friends to forever together , always live together with the join.

The car started, and the flowerpot was placed in front of the car, shaking gently.

No one saw that in the deep black soil, a tender green seedling that symbolized new birth and growth had quietly emerged.