My 26-year-old Female Tenant

  My mood was confused by Le Yao's crying, and my mouth became clumsy in this situation, just looking at her like this.

   Le Yao suddenly burst into laughter again, and asked me: "Zhaoyang, do you think my acting skills are getting better and better?"

  Although she was suspected of playing tricks on me, I didn't scold her as usual, because it was more likely that she was just pretending to be free and easy to make me feel better.

  I finally said to her: "The acting skills have improved, but you should also pay attention to your body. If you really don't have the ability to take care of yourself, you can hire an aunt to take care of it."

   "I'll consider doing this."

  I nodded.

  Le Yao said to me again: "Let's rest for a while and leave in the afternoon, okay?"

  I finally stopped insisting, and immediately lay down on the sofa in the living room, while Le Yao went to her room to hold a quilt for me. I was extremely tired, and soon fell into sleep.

  …

   This sleep lasted until noon. When I woke up, the table beside me was already filled with meals that Le Yao had ordered from an outside restaurant.

   After I went to the bathroom to wash up, I sat on the dining chair with her and prepared to eat.

  As soon as I picked up the chopsticks, Le Yao handed me a bottle of yogurt and said, "I stayed up late yesterday. Drinking a cup of yogurt before meals is good for the stomach."

  I took it from Le Yao's hand: "I always thought you were careless, but you are quite careful!"

  Le Yao glanced at me, and replied in a cold tone: "That's because you never really got to know me, everyone has two sides."

   "As long as you want, you can be exquisite in all directions."

"What's the meaning?"

   "You are a student of acting. Isn't it something you can do with your own hands to interpret multiple personalities?"

   "Yes, but why are you always so careless in front of you?"

  I looked at Le Yao who seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and Dang even understood that in fact she showed her most unguarded and most authentic self in front of me.

  This is something I can only comprehend, so I just smiled at Le Yao as a response, and continued to pick up the bowl, and then we each focused on eating without communicating.

After eating, Le Yao went back to her room, took out a bank card and handed it to me: "There is 100,000 yuan in this card, you can use it first, if the inn encounters difficulties in the future, Remember to tell me."

   "Seventy thousand yuan is enough."

   "It doesn't hurt to prepare some liquid funds." Le Yao said and stuffed the card into my pocket.

  I was silent for a while, and finally accepted the money, and said to Le Yao: "You should also pay attention to your health here, the doctor suggests that you buy some hot traditional Chinese medicine for conditioning."

   "Understood, you also pay attention to your body, don't be too tired."

After saying a few farewell words, I took the bank card that Le Yao gave me and left her residence. The moment I boarded the plane, I suddenly felt that I had lost something in Beijing, but I wanted to Sorry for what.

  …

  After getting off the plane in Shanghai, in the evening, I finally drove the van back to Xitang. As soon as the car stopped, I took off the leather belt from my waist and walked to the inn.

  The boy looked at me with joy, and said, "Brother Yang, you're back!"

   With a "snap", I raised my hand and slammed the leather belt on the table. The boy crawled under the table with his head in his arms, and asked me crying, "Brother Yang, why are you so irritable!"

   "You little bastard, who told you to touch my phone?"

   "...I just... want to contact Le Yaolian...!"

   "Get up for me."

   "I don't... you'll definitely slap me when I get up."

   "I won't smoke you, get up quickly."

  The boy looked at me from under the table, saw that I was keeping my composure, and finally got out from under the table, and said to me with a playful smile: "Brother Yang, I was wrong!"

   "What's wrong?"

   “Touching your phone without your permission.”

   "Don't do this in the future, if you want Le Yao's number, just ask me."

   "Hey...Brother Yang, you are such a decent person and you won't search for pornographic photos or other indecent things, so with absolute trust in you, I automatically took your call."

   "Damn...you still read the photo album?"

   "Yeah, I took a look by the way..." The boy paused, then suddenly exclaimed: "There are so many beauties in the photo album...!"

  I pulled out the leather belt that was placed on the table. The boy hugged his head and laughed "haha" while running to the outside, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

  …

I tied the belt back around my waist, sat on the office chair, shook my head helplessly and smiled, lit a cigarette, then took out my phone, and looked through the photo album inside. There were indeed many beauties, and the one with the most photos It's still Mi Cai, and I just remembered that there was a time when I especially loved collecting her photos.

After browsing one by one, I put the phone on the desk, but suddenly remembered: It seems that I have never contacted Mi Cai since she went to the United States, but she would care about me from time to time. On the contrary, I don't know where the change came from, but it happened between us.

  I picked up my phone again and decided to take the initiative to care about her again, so I sent her a message: "Are you up yet?"

   After waiting for a while, Mi Cai sent me a message back: "Well, I just woke up and I'm going to wash up."

   "Wait a minute... send me a photo of you without makeup before washing."

   "Why did you suddenly make such a strange request?"

  I didn't answer directly, but urged: "Send it quickly."

  Mi Cai didn't go against me, she asked me to wait a while.

  In fact, I just want to see if this woman is not beautiful. After all, there is nothing more sloppy than just waking up.

Five minutes later, Mi Cai sent a picture message. In the picture, she has disheveled hair and no makeup, but she shows another kind of unkempt beauty, which makes me a little annoyed, because sometimes I prefer her to be ordinary, So I replied such a message against my will: "It's so sloppy! Go wash up."

   But Mi Cai didn't complain because of my disobedience, she replied calmly: "Okay... let's talk later!"

  …

  Twenty minutes later, Xitang had already waited for the night lights, but New York had just ushered in the beginning of the day, so I lay down on the office chair, but Mi Cai told me energetically that she was going to run.

  I asked: "Do you like to run while listening to music?"

   "I like it, I especially like listening to the Cranberries' dreams when I run!"

   "I like this song too."

   "Suddenly miss the days when we sang together!"

   "We will sing together when you come back."

   "Okay, is it in Xitang?"

   "Yes, sing it to my residents, and the business will improve."

"Really?"

   "Of course... the inn next door to our house, the boss can play the erhu, the proprietress can sing Kunqu opera, and she sings it to the guests every night, so the business is much better than ours!"

  Mi Cai replied with a smile: "Then we will sing too!"

Because of this reply, I had wild imaginations. If she didn’t come to play tickets, but put the focus of her life on this inn like me, I would take the guests during the day, and she would take care of the inn. How nice it would be for the residents to sing a few songs!

  If Ban Dad and Mom came to Xitang to prevent me from staying here, and she stood by my side and told them firmly that she would support me unswervingly, that would be great!