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Chapter 3 Do you have a crush on me?

For such an inexplicable attack, Han Yan responded with silence.

Ning didn't speak to him again.

A night without dreams, this episode has been forgotten.

When I woke up the next morning, I was exposed to the sun for three poles as usual.When he got up, brushed his teeth and washed his face, when he was shaving, he accidentally scratched his face. A cut as long as his fingernail was considered disfigured.However, his life was relatively rough, so he didn't care about it at the moment, and just washed it with water.

At noon, my aunt, whom I hadn't contacted for almost two weeks, suddenly called and asked if he was at home.

"Yes." He leaned on the sofa and changed channels on the TV, and finally switched to stock market news.

"It's just right, I'll save trouble if you're here. Do my aunt a favor. The next door is going to cancel the rent. Go and watch for me. Don't let him take anything away. By the way, check if there is any damage to the furniture and appliances. If so, I have to deduct his deposit."

"Neighbor?" The neighbor was smashing and making noise last night, so why is he going to move out today.

"That's right, it's next door to you. I'll give you a couple of catties for me." His aunt sounded like she was shopping in a supermarket, and she was still picking meat while making a phone call, "You go over now, I'll listen Said he was packing up."

If I remember correctly, the neighbor has just moved in for a month or two. Judging from the meeting last night, he looks like a college student who has just graduated.Since I am a college student and stay at home every day, it means that the work has not been fulfilled, so why did I move away suddenly?

He muted the TV and asked, "The contract next door hasn't expired yet, is it necessary to refund the deposit?"

His aunt is a single demolition household and divorced in the early years. Although she has a lot of money, she has always had a strong personality.Ordinarily, if the tenant breaks the contract within the contract period, she will definitely not agree to refund the deposit.

"You boy. Just go if you are told, so much nonsense. What do you know? A woman called me this morning and said that the house was rented by her husband, and the contract was signed by her husband. It's her brother-in-law."

Hearing this, Han Yan just took out the lighter.

The clicking sound aroused suspicion from my aunt: "Are you smoking again?"

"No." Han Yan was playing with the lighter, and raised his legs on the coffee table. "What you said has nothing to do with him moving away."

"Listen to me," the middle-aged and elderly woman began to chatter, and was not happy to be interrupted, "the woman said, her uncle just graduated from college, and the two of them thought they were relatives, so they helped him out." Well, I didn't expect to lure wolves into the house! Guess what wicked thing this little uncle is doing."

Talking is not enough, but also interacting with the audience.

But Han Yan didn't respond immediately.

The appearance of that person last night came back to my eyes.Fair and clean, with a slap-sized face, eyes as red as a rabbit, and a soft-spoken voice.With such a look, he should also have a gentle personality in his perception.

What immorality can such a person do?At most, it disturbs people's lucid dreams.

"What did he do?" he asked.

His aunt smiled slightly excitedly and weirdly on the other end of the phone, and then seemed to cover the receiver: "Stealing, he stole valuables from his brother's and sister-in-law's house, and his sister-in-law found out! You say it's immoral, or not? Isn't it revenge for kindness? I would rather lose some money for this kind of plague god, just to send it away quickly."

Steal something?

"The girl called the police?" He asked without thinking.

"How can you call the police for this kind of thing," the aunt clicked, "the family ugliness should not be publicized. His sister-in-law also said, give him a chance, but Z City won't let him stay any longer, so that's why he rented the house for him. Back off."

Did not call the police... Han Yan fell silent.He wondered how credible this statement was.

The aunt urged: "Go and hear it now? He can even steal things from your brother-in-law's house. If you go late, it's hard to guarantee that he won't steal all the neighbors too! Don't talk about it, hang up, I'll pay the bill. By the way, You have to keep an eye on him, remember to take the key back when the time comes, and give me a call when you're done."

The call was cut off.

The lid of the lighter opened and closed with a crisp sound.Han Yan threw it on the table, got up, put on a sweater, and took his house key.

As soon as I walked out, I was surprised to find that the door next door was open.In the center of the living room were two large cardboard boxes, a suitcase, and a figure squatting beside the suitcase.

Yesterday it was a gray coat, today it was a white sweater, with a small section of slender waist protruding from the hem.

Han Yan stood by the door frame with his hands in his pockets, and looked away in a strange way, looking directly at his feet.Still barefoot, clean, no nail polish.Looking up, the ankles are not full, and the heels are round and smooth. It can be seen that they have not suffered any hardships.

It is difficult to associate such a handsome figure with the word "thief".

Han Yan watched him put things into the box one by one, and the packing was rather sloppy and disorderly.He was slightly startled when he received the two photo frames, and suddenly stopped.

Because the front and rear doors were all open, there was occasional drafts.His figure was thin, like a reed, shaken by the blow.

Half a living room away, Han Yan didn't make a sound, and couldn't see what the photo frame in his hand looked like. He only saw that his head was buried lower and lower, and finally fell on his knees.

There was no sound, but a kind of unspeakable grief and powerlessness slowly flowed from his curved spine, slowly filling the air in the room.

"According to your collection method, when will you receive it?" Han Yan knocked on the door.

The squatting person shook his body and turned to look at him, his eyes slightly enlarged.

I couldn't see his expression clearly in the backlight, nor could he see whether his eyes were cloudy or clear.I saw him turning his back and speeding up the packing.

"You are the nephew of the landlord." He said softly, "The landlord has told me all about it, please wait a moment, I will be fine soon."

The two stood one by one and squatted down, and they never looked at each other.

It seemed that he didn't have a few things, or that he didn't have a few things worthy of nostalgia.What you want to take away is nothing more than a few books, a few clothes and a few pairs of shoes.

When he got up and finally turned around, his voice became a little hoarse: "Do you want to check?"

When he said this, the corners of his eyes were lowered, and he clearly restrained all his emotions into his body, but the ending sound trembled slightly.

Han Yan raised his chin towards the bedroom: "Isn't the quilt yours?"

"Do not……"

"no?"

"No more."

Han Yan took two steps forward and looked at him from a meter away: "Dispose of it before you leave, it's garbage if you keep it."

The person in front of him was stunned for a moment, as if stung by a certain word in his words, he was stunned for a long time before nodding: "It should be dealt with."

Everything was tidied up and things were moved downstairs one by one, but Han Yan didn't help.He has his own philosophy in dealing with people, and he is neither used to others meddling in his own affairs nor easily meddling in other people's affairs.

Hand over one last item before leaving.A lonely silver key, but someone matched it with a small dinosaur pendant, the size of a palm.

Han Yan took it over and asked, "Is this yours?"

Seeing his mouth open slightly again, he expressed doubts.Han Yan impatiently held the key upside down with one hand, shook it, and the dinosaur below followed suit, "Are you a primary school student?"

"Oh," he lowered his eyes, grabbed the strap of the backpack with both hands, and explained softly, "I bought it in Disneyland, and many adults were also picking it up at the time, not only children liked it."

After hearing this, Han Yan smiled contemptuously, took his hand out of his trouser pocket, and flicked it on his backpack as if to expose a lie: "Is this Ultraman also from Disney?"

The person in front of him glanced back, and the Ultraman pendant on the bag foolishly compared to the cross-shaped light wave.His face immediately blushed, and he murmured: "My little nephew gave it to me when I went abroad. Do you like it? If you like it, I can give it to you too."

Han Yan didn't answer, and looked at him expressionlessly.Realizing that he had said something stupid, he shrugged his backpack up and said softly, "I can go, right. I'm sorry for a while."

Han Yan still didn't speak.

He just walked down, took two steps and then turned back, looking at Han Yan with a vague expression: "Do you also think I'm a thief?"

It sounded like he was completely hopeless and rushed to the doctor in a hurry.Perhaps in this strange city, there are only a handful of people who know him, and without exception, these people all think that he is unforgivable, and he desperately hopes that someone will stand by his side.

But how could this person be Han Yan?

After listening to his words, Han Yan put his hands in his pockets and met his eyes: "If things get serious, I advise you to find a lawyer."

The person who had already walked down half a floor stood in place, nodded with difficulty, and smiled.Then for some reason, he ran up again, stood in front of him with his shoulder straps pulled, stared at him for a moment, then took off his backpack and rummaged inside.

Han Yan frowned.

"Wait a minute, I have..."

He buried his head in the bag.

"There is this." Finally found it.

A piece of Band-Aid was handed to Han Yan.

As the distance drew closer, Han Yan finally saw his eyes clearly, they were clear, but very moist, and his eyelids were also swollen.

"Here." Seeing that Han Yan didn't pick it up, he simply tore open the outer package, "Don't worry, it's clean, I didn't touch the inside. You'd better stick the wound on your face, otherwise it might be infected .”

Han Yan almost forgot about the big injury on the fingernail, but now he stretched out his hand and touched it before remembering.But when he touched it heavily, he hissed slightly.

"Don't touch—" the person in front of him stretched out his hand, almost touching his face, and then stopped awkwardly, "Don't touch it directly with your hands, it's not hygienic. Wipe it with alcohol lightly, and then stick it on." This one will get better soon."

Han Yan took it and put it in his pocket without any intention of posting it, "You've been meddling so much?"

"It's not..." He seemed to want to argue, and grabbed the shoulder straps again with both hands, but finally gave up, "Okay, I'm sorry."

"sorry?"

"I mean, goodbye."

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Han Yan's goodbye, he turned and went downstairs.

Han Yan performed his duties and went into the house to check if anything was missing.Although it was tidied up in a hurry, the next door wasn't too messy, but one thing on the wall seemed to be forgotten.

A guitar, probably because it was hanging on the wall, so the owner forgot to take it away.

According to my aunt's usual way of doing things, maybe someone will come to see the house tomorrow.Han Yan glanced at the guitar expressionlessly, reached out to take it down, and carried it back to his home by hanging it on his shoulder.

After returning to the room, he casually put the guitar beside the shoe cabinet, and then went about his own business.

At nine o'clock in the evening, the dating software sent a message to remind her.

Is that Ning again?

He opened it with a mentality of killing time, but what he saw was a system reminder, reminding him that his account had been unbanned.

All right, since the ban is lifted, there is nothing wrong with him.

Before closing the software, he was probably too bored, so he clicked on the chat interface to take a look, and the result was unexpected.

It was supposed to stay in the private chat last night, but at some point there were a few more words, but it was not from him.

[From] Qiaoguiqiao: Why are you silent and angry?Just kidding with you.

[From] Ning: Is your account unlocked? (8.4km)

[From] Qiaoguiqiao: Not yet, hey, it's all your fault, you have to be responsible to the end.

[From] Ning: ... (8.4km)

[From] Bridge to Bridge: Want to renege on your debt?

Ning replied with a voice message: "Just wait patiently, maybe it will be fine soon, sorry."

The last word "ah" dropped slightly, and the speaker was slightly depressed.

Probably because he thought his voice was nice, Qiao Yu played rascal endlessly.

[From] Qiaoguiqiao: The distance between us is less than 10 kilometers. If the ban is not lifted tomorrow, I will consider coming to you for an explanation.

[From] Ning: Is this account very important to you? (8.4km)

[From] Qiaoguiqiao: It's not important at first, but you caused me to be banned, so that's important.

That's all for the conversation.

The veins on Han Yan's forehead were throbbing, and he wished he could grab that idiot Qiao Yu in front of him and kick him twice.With your own identity, you really think that the other party can't hear you when you say these words with ulterior motives?

He called Qiao Yu, and when he connected, he said coldly: "It's fun?"

Qiao Yu was at the bar, and it took a lot of effort to hear what he said clearly, and said loudly, "Huh?"

Han Yan was upset, so he hung up the phone.

In the next second, a new message popped up.

[From] Ning: Do you have a crush on me because you are so messed up? (8.4km)

Sure enough, no one is a fool.

Han Yan's eyebrows twitched, and he cursed in a low voice.