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Ouyang Mengjiao said in a serious manner: "First of all, you should be able to remember your hardships after staying here for one night. Life was too comfortable and comfortable. It was easy for people to have lazy thoughts. Staying in this small and shabby room for a night was equivalent to suffering a lot and modifying oneself. And then, to seek out the beauty of memories, the beauty of life, wasn't it also … In any case, there were plenty of benefits.

What a messy reason!

Huang Xing thought for a moment, then said: Is there really a need for this, Meng Jiao?

Ouyang Mengjiao nodded fiercely: You can go now.

Huang Xing took out a cigarette. After hesitating for a long while, he slowly lit it up. Suddenly, as if he had made a huge decision, he said to Ouyang Mengjiao: I'm not leaving either!

'What?! ' Ouyang Mengjiao's face showed excitement, but he immediately frowned: Pity me? Poor me? I'm sorry, but I really am not that cheap. I insist that you stay here with me. I know that if you stay, your heart may not stay, but what's the use of me staying with you?

Huang Xing tried to calm himself down: Since there's no use in keeping me here, then kill me!

Ouyang Mengjiao wanted to laugh, but he controlled himself as he said with a straight face: "Killing a pig and eating meat, what's the use of killing you?" Take advantage of the fact that my mood is not yet frozen, and leave immediately. Otherwise, you will definitely regret it.

Huang Xing smiled bitterly and said: "You want me to stay here for a while and leave for a while, what exactly do you want me to leave for, Meng Jiao?"

Ouyang Mengjiao said coldly: I don't want to do anything. I am in a state of disarray. Alright, you stay here for a while. I'll go buy a bag of instant noodles.

Before Huang Xing could react, Ouyang Mengjiao had already walked past him and out the door.

Huang Xing pulled the chair over and sat down with a complicated feeling. He felt that everything that happened tonight was like a dream. Looking around this place that had left countless traces of his own life, his heart was filled with emotion. To a certain extent, this was a special kind of teleportation. From the superior world of parallel spaces, he was transported back to this small space that had once held him and two other women. It hadn't changed much, but people had changed a long time ago. On the yellowed wall, there were even a few paintings that he had pasted on back then. They were organized together soundlessly, using a slightly ancient picture to explain to Huang Xing a long time ago.

Huang Xing was thirsty, but this room was very simple and crude, with no place to boil the water in. With no other choice, Huang Xing ran to the tap water cage and drank a mouthful of cold water.

It was truly refreshing!

Ouyang Mengjiao's instant noodles were quickly bought back, it was two buckets of Master Kang's noodles.

Huang Xing looked at the scene of her, a rich man with a thousand gold, holding instant noodles, and felt that the scene was extremely funny.

Ouyang Mengjiao placed the bowl of instant noodles on the table, and muttered: Two buckets of noodles, but not your share. I can eat two buckets in one go!

Huang Xing knew that she was deliberately trying to be petty.

Ouyang Mengjiao couldn't wait to open the lid of the barrel. Just as she was about to open the seasoning bag, she suddenly realized something: There was no hot water!

With a self-deprecating shrug of the shoulders, he went downstairs to the landlord to fetch the thermos.

Looking at the two buckets of instant noodles on the table, Huang Xing thought back to the time when he had eaten noodles with Ouyang Mengjiao. Isn't that a happy past?

But at this moment, she wanted to keep the two buckets for herself, not to give herself another.

After a while, Ouyang Mengjiao came back with a warm kettle. Without saying a word, he poured two bags of instant noodles, covered it with a lid, and looked forward to sitting down and waiting.

Three minutes later, when Ouyang Mengjiao lifted the cover, a wave of hot air blew over.

Huang Xing opened the other bucket and ate with Ouyang Mengjiao.

Ouyang Mengjiao turned and look at Huang Xing: "Boss, this is my face."

Huang Xing criticized: Truly selfish! One person wanting to monopolize two buckets, no way!

Ouyang Mengjiao emphasized: I don't have enough to eat.

Huang Xing asked in reply: How much do you want to eat?

Ouyang Mengjiao said: Two buckets are just right!

Huang Xing said: Wouldn't that be a rice bucket?

Ouyang Mengjiao frowned: "You are the real deal, I am not the real deal."

… ….

The two of them bickered as they ate. When did the two of them finish their noodles at the same time? Then, as if they had reached a tacit understanding, they raised their bowls to drink the soup.

This sort of tacit understanding was not something that could be achieved overnight. This sort of scene had happened many times in the past few years.

Ouyang Mengjiao stretched lazily and then patted his stomach: I'm full, I'm going to bed now, it's good.

She took a plastic basin from the doorway and prepared to soak her feet in hot water. But she stared at the plastic for a long time, frowning, afraid to use it. This must have been left behind by someone else. Ouyang Mengjiao was worried that it might not be clean.

After considering it over and over again, Ouyang Mengjiao could only make a decision. She had the habit of poking her feet out, not doing so feet and not sleeping.

After using hot and cold water to wash the plastic basin many times, Ouyang Mengjiao finally felt at ease. After adding hot water, he placed it on the bedside and calmly took off his shoes and socks, then tested his legs by putting them in hot water.

Looking at the hot water, Ouyang Mengjiao became embarrassed. His feet moved back and forth in the washbasin like a swing, letting the hot water cool down as fast as possible.

This scene was quite familiar. A few years ago, Huang Xing would enjoy the process of Ouyang Mengjiao washing his feet every night. Sometimes, he would even wash with Ouyang Mengjiao.

Ouyang Mengjiao looked up at Huang Xing as he washed his feet: "Hey, this brother, I'm going to sleep soon."

Huang Xing nodded: I know.

Ouyang Mengjiao countered with a question: You're still staying here even after knowing about it?

Huang Xing asked: Why should I leave? Where do I go?

Ouyang Mengjiao frowned, her beautiful little feet pulling out from the water, she took the chance to shake the water droplets on her feet towards Huang Xing: "What are you doing here, you, haven't you been arguing about leaving? This room is too small, it cannot fit a God like you."

Huang Xing replied: Alright then, it's not like I've never lived here before.

Ouyang Mengjiao raised his hand: Don't! I paid for this room, do you understand? I've changed my mind. I don't want you to live here anymore.

Huang Xing laughed bitterly and said: I don't care! I'm stuck here, why?

Ouyang Mengjiao said: If you are lying, do you believe that I will call the police?

Huang Xing emphasized: Go ahead and report, who's afraid of who?

Ouyang Mengjiao coldly snorted. Really … How shameless!

Huang Xing said: Same here.

After Ouyang Mengjiao finished washing her feet, she hung them on the bed to hang them up, Huang Xing took the initiative to take her foot wash, and helped her pour it out.

When he entered the room with the empty basin, he was surprised to find that Ouyang Mengjiao was looking at him with a special gaze. "Hey, boss, you're not mistaken, right? Which nerve did you connect wrongly today? Help me pour some water to wash my feet?" As if discovering a new continent, Ouyang Mengjiao was unable to calm down for a long time.

Huang Xing said thoughtfully: "I remember that in the past, it was always you who helped me. Today, I only helped you pour it once, but the number of times you poured it out was already unknown."

'To think that you still have a conscience! ' Ouyang Mengjiao was moved, but he did not show mercy: "But you did something wrong, you know?

Huang Xing asked: What's the matter?

Ouyang Mengjiao was startled, then said: "Forget it, I'll stop talking, I'll comprehend it myself!" Now, please turn away. I'm going to bed.

She put her hand on the corner of her dress, as if to undress.

Huang Xing turned around, and waited until she had crawled into bed before turning his head. She was closing her eyes as if she had fallen asleep.

Huang Xing walked over and pushed Ouyang Mengjiao: "Meng Jiao, squeeze inside."

Ouyang Mengjiao opened his eyes and looked at Huang Xing in fear: "Sir, what are you trying to do?"

Huang Xing replied: Squeezing.

Ouyang Mengjiao shook his head: Why! When I told you to squeeze, you didn't squeeze anymore, but now you want to squeeze! Did your head get squeezed through the door? Are you sick?

Huang Xing continued to shake Ouyang Mengjiao's body: squeezed. Don't be angry with me.

Hearing Huang Xing's apology, Ouyang Mengjiao fell silent and two streams of tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, wetting her cheeks.

Huang Xing's heart trembled. How deeply had he hurt this girl who deeply loved him?

But surprisingly, Ouyang Mengjiao shifted his body and made room for her.

Huang Xing sat on the bed and took off his outer clothes. Just as he was about to lie on the bed, he was pushed hard by a hand: "You can't get on the brick bed without washing your feet!"

Huang Xing was startled for a moment, then said: "I just washed them yesterday!"

Ouyang Mengjiao replied: That won't do, I have to wash my feet everyday and develop a good hygiene habit.

Although Huang Xing was already a little tired, he still did as he was told. She also remembered that a few years ago, Ouyang Mengjiao had been supervising and supervising Huang Xing's habit of bathing on his feet every day.

After pouring out the foot washing water, Huang Xing finally completed his task. He placed his exhausted body on a bed that was both hard and not very comfortable. In that moment, Huang Xing suddenly felt that this bed was not hard, but also quite comfortable.

Beside him floated Ouyang Linjia's body. The fragrance exuded by her body was so intoxicating that it seeped into one's heart. The bed was small, their bodies close together, and it filled the entire bed. However, the two of them seemed to have reached an astonishing agreement. They each laid down obediently and stared at the ceiling in a daze.

Back then, how could they have been so quiet?

As if they had been silent for a century, Huang Xing felt a soft little hand holding his own.

The enthusiasm seemed to ignite in an instant. After this dramatic silence, it meant that perhaps it would truly erupt.

Huang Xing felt as if his throat was stuck with a fish bone, and his heart was actually a little nervous. He squeezed her hand, and the familiar warmth and delicacy of it made a strange ripple in his heart.

He could not help it, and turned his body to the side and placed one of his arms on Ouyang Mengjiao's body.

He felt Ouyang Mengjiao's body tremble as if he was struck by lightning.