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Chapter 2 Our Lady Has a New Trick

At nine o'clock in the evening, Han Yan was at home helping his colleagues to check the information.

It's a temporary job. They said that the form will be handed in the day after tomorrow, and the boss suddenly has a new question, so it's impossible not to answer it.There is no way, he is the one who knows the project best in the whole institute, even if he is on vacation now, he still has to work on the computer.

This apartment belongs to Aunt Han Yan, and he has been borrowing it for a symbolic rent.The size of the house is small, with one bedroom, one living room and one bathroom, which is enough for a single man to live in.My aunt was joking with him before, and when he found the house, he would give it to him as a gift.If someone else said this, he might scoff at him, but his aunt had to believe it, after all, in this community alone, his aunt was allocated three sets of houses of different sizes.

Before he finished, the cell phone that was buckled next to him suddenly vibrated.

"Hey, Han Yan, what are you doing?"

If you don't watch the call, but just listen to the idle voice, you can only be his best buddy, Qiao Yu.

He clamped the phone between his ears and neck, his hands typing on the keyboard and his eyes staring at the screen did not stop for a moment, "Work overtime."

This impatient tone means that he is not in a good mood right now, so let him fart quickly.

"Hehe, it's okay buddy." Qiao Yu teased, "I have time to work overtime and take my number."

The neighbor next door didn't know what was going on, and the voice of talking started more than ten minutes ago, smashing and shouting.

Han Yan was already irritable, and he was even more unhappy when his work was interrupted: "If you have something to talk about, hang up if you have nothing to do."

"Yes, why not." Qiao Yu said, "Let me ask you, what did you do with my Yutang account at night, and why was it banned by the forum?"

The Yutang number is a number specially used for raising fish, fishing and eating fish.

Han Yan frowned slightly.

"I received a letter from the site, saying that I was suspected of personal attacks, and I was banned from speaking in the forum for seven days. You know the account password except me, have you logged in?"

As a playboy in the gaming world, Master Qiaoyu Qiao is naturally a high-level account with all gay forums.Han Yan didn't, and he wasn't interested either. It was Qiao Yu who took the initiative to tell him the number, and asked him to go up and have a look when he was bored, as well as to pass the time.Tonight was Han Yan's first time "going up to have a look", and he turned off the software in disgust within 5 minutes.

"I did it," he said.

"how do you feel?"

"What is it."

"Did you see the right eye?"

Han Yan didn't answer, just pulled the phone out of his shoulder, leaned back, and sneered inaudibly.

"It's not big brother, what do you mean?" Qiao Yu was a little helpless, "Don't look down on anyone? I'm afraid you'll poach my corner."

Han Yan was still lazy, unhurriedly opened the right drawer, took out the cigarette and lighter, took out one and bit into his mouth.

The lighter blew softly.

"Dig fart." He took a puff, and then slowly exhaled the smoke ring, "The idiot's concentration is too high."

"Hey you—"

"I'll fix it later."

Without a word of nonsense, I hung up the phone.

The forum account doesn't matter to him, but it's a treasure to Qiao Yu, and Han Yan knows it.In less than a cigarette, he sent out his work email, closed his computer, took out his phone, and logged into the dating app for the second time.

It was indeed banned for seven days.

Seven days can kill Qiao Yu?So fucking horny.

He cursed in his heart.

He also cursed an hour ago, but it wasn't in his heart, it was under a post that he couldn't see.

"stupid guy."

In fact, you can scold even worse, but it's the first time you speak, and you are somewhat restrained.

Anyone who ever tried to speak for the first time could be muted.

The G-spot of this forum is so low?In the world of adult men, the word silly cross can't even be counted as dirty, and it's as clean as a toilet cleaner.

The toilet cleaner does not need to be used anywhere in the latrine.

Take a closer look, and there is an unread message reminder in the upper right corner.At one o'clock, in addition to the system ban notice, there is also the reply from others in that building to his two-character motto:

"The malice is too great. They are all of the same kind. Is it necessary to speak like this?"

So, what kind?

"Grandson, you are the fucking idiot."

You idiot.No, you are more stupid.The elementary school students have stopped arguing so much recently.

"@Administrator here? There's a personal attack here."

The reason for the ban was also found, and some good students "sue the teacher".

Han Yan shook the cigarette ash into the empty cup, swiped twice on the phone with his index and middle fingers holding the cigarette, clicked on the account to appeal, and by the way complained about the extramarital affair post, the reason was "false information".

——He intuited that it was made up, just to please the public.

Just after clicking, before I had time to quit, I found that I missed a message.

To be precise, it is not one, but three, but they all come from the same person, with the head portrait of Notre Dame de Paris under the blue sky.Because it is a private chat, it is not in the same interface as the comment reply, so I missed it at first.

[From] Ning: Sorry, can you please delete that radical message?It's too ugly to scold like this.

[From] Ning: If my post offended you, I would like to apologize to you first, and hope you can calm down, okay?

[From] Ning: I'm really sorry, is that okay? (I don't have permission to delete)

The time is around eight o'clock, and the distance is less than 1000 meters.

Can you, can you, can you.The gentle Madonna from Notre Dame, the kind with holy light.

It was rare for Han Yan to find it interesting. He put half of the cigarette into his mouth, pointed his finger at the reply box, and typed a line slowly:

"I've learned a lot, and it's the first time I've seen a profile picture that fits me so well."

After sending it, I still felt that it was not enough, so I took a screenshot of the ban notice and sent it, with a sentence: "Apologize and report, is this your embarrassment?"

He kind of wanted to force the other party to get angry.How interesting it is to unmask the hypocrisy of the Virgin Mary.

Within 5 minutes of putting down the phone, the next door started to make noise again.

In fact, it was not noisy at all. From the beginning to the end, there was only one man yelling, and occasionally threw a thing or two.

After another 5 minutes, Han Yan couldn't bear it anymore, put the butt of the cigarette into the cup and stood up.

Just as he opened the door, the opposite door also opened, and a middle-aged man with lingering anger walked out, slammed the door shut, and then slapped the full leather briefcase in his hand on the door.

There is no grace at all, gentle scum.

The two passed by, and Han Yan stopped outside the door that had just been thrown shut.The man had already gone downstairs, but when he came around the corner, he glanced back at him.

Han Yan didn't squint, and didn't bother to talk about it.

When the man left, he also raised his hand and knocked on the door.

bang bang-

Hearing the sound, An Ning thought it was Cao Hengqi who had come back, got up and ran over, the soles of the slippers rubbed against the floor with a rustling sound.

He opened the door expectantly, but Cao Hengqi was not standing outside.

It was a face that frightened him.

The visitor was tall, with a hooded sweater and large underpants, short hair strewn in a mess, his face was stern and deep, and his hands were in the pockets of his shorts.

An Ning knew him, he was the neighbor next door.

When he first moved here, he came to knock on the door once, because An Ning moved the cabinet at night and disturbed him, his face was full of displeasure, and his words were not pleasant.From then on, An Ning walked quietly at night, for fear of attracting the Lord of Hades again.

tonight……

Probably really disturbed the neighbors again tonight.

"Excuse me," he lowered his posture first, "what's the matter?"

After asking this sentence, he waited quietly.

The man in front of him was half a head taller than him, and he stood so close that he couldn't make eye contact without raising his chin.

That's right.

After waiting for a while, the other party did not speak.

Only then did An Ning raise her head uneasily, but saw that the other party's eyes met his first, and then moved down to the tissue in his hand that had wiped away tears.

Embarrassed, he pretended to put it in his pocket, and put the hand holding the tissue into his thin coat.

Thank goodness, the other party finally said: "It's been falling and making noise in the middle of the night, can we let people rest?"

An Ning buried her head and said sorry in a low voice.

He looked at the black and white striped slippers on the opponent's feet, but what he thought about was whether Cao Hengqi really left, whether they really broke up this time.

"What do you see, there is money on the ground?"

The man's subwoofer made him shrug his shoulders in fright, and Taixu's fugue was forced to stop.

He shook his head: "No."

The man glanced down, paused for two seconds, then raised his head as if he had discovered something, and looked down at him.

It is clear that there is something to say.

An Ning's eyes were still red, she was embarrassed, and she was also worried, afraid that the neighbors would gossip.

Unexpectedly, the man didn't seem to want to talk anymore, so he turned around and left, An Ning heaved a sigh of relief.

Before he breathed a sigh of relief, the footsteps stopped.

The man turned back with a mocking face: "No more nail polish this time?"

An Ning was startled, before he could reply, the other party had already entered the room and closed the door.

An Ning was annoyed and ashamed.

Last time, the last time he just moved here, he had blue nail polish on his feet.On the day of the farewell party, a foreign female classmate secretly painted it while he was drunk. When he woke up, he found out that he was in a hurry to catch a plane and didn't have time to deal with it.

He still remembered what the neighbors had said last time.

"Big men still wear nail polish, is it disgusting?"

He could guess what the neighbors thought of him now.It's nothing more than, how disgusting you think.

As soon as Han Yan got home, he nestled into the sofa.

He works and stays up late, and has a little problem with his spine.

The neighbor next door has never left a good impression on him, he is silent on the surface, and will give you a "surprise" from time to time.Move a cabinet in the early morning, play the guitar early in the morning, and now quarrel at night.

This kind of person is just weak and bad.

As for the nail polish, it's not that he has a problem with nail polish, he has a problem with the type of men and women, which is not his style.

He is a person who, at best, is rather lacking than excessive, at worst, he is picky.

I took out my phone to see if there was a reply to the work email, but when I unlocked the page, I was still stuck on the dating app.

There is new news, I don't want to see it.

This time the Holy Mother came up with a new trick, changing the text to voice.He clicked on the blue voice bar, and the phone lazily pressed to his ear.

"Sorry, I just saw your message because I had something to do just now. Don't worry, I will contact the administrator right away. Also... I have deleted the post."

The voice is like cotton yarn, non-aggressive, with a soft nasal tone wrapped in a soft tone, gentle but not feminine.

Han Yan somehow felt familiar, and at the same time thought it sounded nice.

However, due to work reasons, he dislikes people making voice calls without discussion.

"Am I familiar with you?" He replied in text.

The word that the other party is speaking appears on the top of the dialog box.Three seconds later, a new voice message came, still in the same tone, but with a trembling uncertainty: "It doesn't count, what's the matter?"

"Know that it counts and don't type?"

The other side replied to him with six points: "..."

Han Yan didn't bother to talk about it anymore, he threw the phone away, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

Smoke curled up, and the phone on the sofa vibrated again.He rolled his eyes, didn't pick it up, raised his hand and swipe the screen.

This time it's text.

[From] Ning: I'm sorry, I hurt my finger at night, and typing will be slow, please forgive me, can you?

He had only heard the two voices, but Han Yan was able to make them sound in his heart.

He was agitated for a while, he didn't understand how there could be such a person in the world, half of what he said was nonsense.Excuse me, please bear with me, is that okay, what is the actual meaning of these words?

He bit his cigarette and picked up his phone, and replied a very aggressive sentence through the white mist:

"I'm sorry, you deserve a beating."