the next day

Wen Qing slept until he woke up naturally, got up, washed, and cooked noodles.

Cooked a simple bowl of scallion oil noodles.

Wen Qing held the chopsticks, sat alone in the empty living room, and barely stuffed two mouthfuls of noodles into his mouth.

He was obviously not a picky eater, but for some reason he suddenly found the noodles a little hard to swallow.

It seems like some seasoning is missing and it tastes like chewing wax.

Wen Qing took two more bites, put down his chopsticks, and picked up his phone.

As if his fingers had their own consciousness, he opened Io's dialog box.

He quickly closed the dialog box, and his phone suddenly vibrated non-stop.

It’s a message from the dormitory group.

Song Qiang: [@Wen Qing, when will you be back today? ]

Song Qiang: [Should you be back today? ]

Wen Qing: [Yes.]

Wen Qing: [I just finished breakfast and am back now. Do you want me to bring you breakfast? ]

Song Qiang: [No, Xu Fengfeng and I are both in class. I heard there will be roll call today.]

Xu Fengfeng: [@Wen Qing, let’s go have barbecue tonight. ]

Xu Fengfeng: [I haven’t eaten at the barbecue restaurant I mentioned last time. I’m so greedy.]

Wen Qing: [Okay.]

Song Qiang: [Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! They really called my name.]

Song Qiang: [@伊欧. ]

Song Qiang: [You! Are my! God! ! ! ]

Wen Qing: [……]

Wen Qing looked at the dormitory group blankly. Did anything happen when he was away?

After waiting patiently for a while, Song Qiang did not explain and Yio did not reply to his message.

Wen Qing slowly typed a question mark: [? ]

Song Qiang: [Io is a master of calculation. ]

Wen Qing: [???]

Song Qiang: [I will become extremely rich in my next life, hahahaha. ]

Wen Qing: [……]

Xu Fengfeng: [……]

Wen Qing was silent for a moment and received a private message from Yio.

Yiou: [Yesterday Song Qiang asked me to calculate whether he would be called today, and then asked me when he would become rich.]

[I told him to reply to the roll call and he would be rich in his next life.]

Wen Qing: [Oh. 】

Io: [What about you?]

Wen Qing: [Me what? ]

The next second, Io sent a voice message.

Wen Qing clicked it, and Yiou's lazy voice came from the phone: "Have you thought it through?"

As soon as the voice fell, the phone automatically played the next voice.

"Like my stuff."

His tone was casual, but it was an affirmative sentence, as if he was sure that Wen Qing would like him.

It's just a matter of time.

Wen Qing's fingertips paused, and two hints of heat gradually rose on her cheeks.

He typed quickly: [My phone seems to be broken, go buy a new one. ]

Io sent another voice message.

"It's broken and you can't hear the voice message?"

After saying that, he chuckled.

The phone clearly recorded Io's laughter, which was slightly breathy and inexplicably doting.

Wen Qing's eyelashes trembled and her heart skipped a beat.

Io: [Okay.]

Yiou: [I’ll say it again when you get a new phone.]

Wen Qing drank a glass of water and went out to buy a mobile phone with a red face.

Outside the community is located in the city center. There are many mobile phone direct sales stores on the nearby streets. Wen Qing walked into a mobile phone store at random.

The salesperson immediately walked up to him and introduced the models and functions of the new mobile phone.

Wen Qing didn't know much about electronic products, so he was confused and casually clicked on a black phone that looked familiar.

After the clerk imported the data of the old phone into the new phone, he handed the new phone to him: “Sir, you have a call.”

Wen Qing took the phone, it was a call from Xuanxuan's mother.

"Hello, Auntie."

Xuanxuan's mother smiled and asked directly: "Xiao Wen, do you also live in the South City Community?"

"I was just in the South City neighborhood, and I think I saw you."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, then responded, "Yes, I've been staying here for the past two days."

Xuanxuan's mother's laughter came from the other end of the phone: "That's such a coincidence."

Wen Qing asked tentatively: "Auntie, how are your two nephews' homework going?"

"Let me ask," Xuanxuan's mother paused, as if chatting with someone next to her in a low voice, and then said to him, "It's okay. The teacher didn't call, so he must have finished writing well."

Wen Qing whispered, "That's good."

Xuanxuan's mother continued to ask: "By the way, Xiaowen, do you have many classes today?"

Wen Qing told the truth: "I don't have class today."

Xuanxuan's mother said cheerfully, "That's even more coincidental."

"Xuanxuan is in the South City neighborhood today. My sister and I have to go out for something. Which building and floor do you live in? My husband bought a batch of imported sea fish. I forgot what it was called."

"I'll ask Xuanxuan to send it to you."

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, and quickly said, "No need, Auntie. Isn't Xuanxuan in poor health?"

"There's no need to make him run all this way."

"Yes, yes. My sister and I may have to stay outside for a whole day," Xuanxuan's mother said slowly, "I'll have to trouble you to take care of Xuanxuan for a while."

"He still has some homework to do. Just help him with his homework like you did yesterday."

Wen Qing's eyelids twitched. Same as yesterday?

Could it be that someone else is coming to replace Xuanxuan's identity?

Xuanxuan's mother: "Don't worry, the tuition fee will be paid as usual."

Wen Qing hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Wen Qing walked back to the South City neighborhood while studying the new phone.

Just as I reached the flower bed, a familiar voice came from the front.

"Auntie, which building is Building A, Floor 02?"

"I came to look for my classmates, but I got a little lost."

Wen Qing paused abruptly, looked up cautiously, and saw a familiar profile.

Zhou Zhou curved his lips and asked for directions from residents in the community with a smile.

"It's the building in front." The resident had no doubt about Zhou Zhou and kindly showed him the way.

Wen Qing's face changed, he immediately turned around, put on the hood of his sweatshirt, pretended to be calm, and strode towards the security booth.

He didn't dare to look back, and quickly walked to the security booth. When he saw that it was the security guard who sent him home last time, he exhaled and said quickly: "Hello, I saw a suspicious man in the community."

The young security guard's face changed, and he immediately asked, "What do they look like?"

Wen Qing blinked: "Only one person."

The young security guard was stunned for a moment, feeling a little puzzled. Yes, he just said that he saw a suspicious man, why did he think there were two?

Wen Qing described Zhou Zhou's appearance: "About 20 years old, looks like a college student, wearing a sweatshirt and jeans."

"Looks like we're going to Building A, Floor 02."

"Let me check the surveillance." The security guard called up the surveillance footage of Floor 02, Building A, and the computer screen was pitch black.

He frowned and said to Wen Qing, "Sorry, the surveillance camera on the 2nd floor of Building A is under maintenance today."

The young security guard picked up the intercom and shouted, "Brother Wang, take a few people to Building A, Floor 02. There seems to be a strange person there."

"Oh, the surveillance camera is under repair, so I can't see it."

The voice of a man named Brother Wang came from the other end of the intercom: "Why do your words sound so familiar?"

The young security guard scratched his head: "It feels familiar to me, too, as if I've said it before."

Wen Qing: “…”

The young security guard quickly repeated Wen Qing's description.

Soon, Wen Qing saw five or six men in security uniforms running towards Floor 02 of Building A with batons in hand.

The scene seems familiar.

Wen Qing was silent, thinking, Zhou Zhou sounded like he knew where he lived, so he wouldn't break into the house and pick the lock, right?

The young security guard took a look at his expression, patted his chest and assured: "Mr. Wen, don't worry, the security guards in our community are all professionally trained, and the captain is a retired policeman--"

The voice stopped abruptly. The little security guard scratched his head and couldn't help asking Wen Qing: "Mr. Wen, have I ever told you this?"

Wen Qing said calmly: "No, you may have told others."

The young security guard did not doubt it and continued to ask: "My shift is over, do you need me to accompany you home?"

Wen Qing nodded in agreement and followed him to Floor 02 of Building A.

Zhouzhou is a copy of the guide.

The guide's words...

Aren’t those three gods coming here too?

There is only one Xuanxuan, it is impossible for him to be played by three of them.

Wen Qing's expression changed slightly, and he was a little worried that Xuanxuan would bump into them.

Walking into the elevator and watching the floors jumping up, the security guard spoke again: "Mr. Wen, do you have a sense of déjà vu?"

"Why do I feel like I have done these words and this thing?"

Wen Qing was silent for a moment, then said dryly, "You may have dreamed about it."

The security guard uttered "oh" twice and muttered quietly: "Could it be that he dreamed about it and forgot..."

“Ding Dong——”

We have arrived at the 18th floor.

The elevator door slowly opened, and Wen Qing saw Zhou Zhou standing at the door and turned his head to look over.

The moment he saw Wen Qing, his eyes lit up and he said with a smile, "Qingqing, long time no see."

The young security guard immediately took out his baton, stood in front of Wen Qing, and asked vigilantly: "Who are you? How did you get into the community?"

Zhou Zhou didn't even look at him, but stared straight at Wen Qing.

The young security guard quietly pressed the intercom and continued to question: "What is your purpose in coming to the eighteenth floor?"

Hearing the noise coming from the intercom, Zhou Zhou narrowed his eyes, glanced at the security guard, and walked quickly forward.

He snatched the baton from the security guard at lightning speed and crushed the walkie-talkie with one foot.

Now both of them were unarmed, and the young security guard was no match for Zhou Zhou. In the blink of an eye, he was kicked to the ground by Zhou Zhou.

Wen Qing's eyelids twitched wildly, even without props.

Zhouzhou’s strength is still very strong.

Wen Qing took a step back nervously.

“Ding Dong——”

The elevator rang again.

It's another elevator.

Wen Qing watched helplessly as five or six burly men in security uniforms rushed out of the elevator and rushed towards Zhou Zhou, shouting, "You are so damn brave."

"Beat him!"

"The police will be here soon!"

Zhou Zhou dodged the attacks of the crowd with ease, casually rolled up his sleeves, took out one person in two or three moves, and rushed towards Wen Qing.

Wen Qing couldn't help and immediately pressed the door closing button.

The moment Zhou Zhou rushed in front of him, the elevator door closed.

Wen let out a breath and just as he dialed 110, he heard a deafening sirens coming from outside the building.

When Wen Qing reached the first floor, the police had also rushed into the community and kindly asked him not to go upstairs.

Perhaps because the security guard described the situation as serious when he called the police, more than a dozen police officers came and squeezed into an elevator.

Wen Qing waited downstairs for a while before seeing a group of police surrounding Zhou Zhou.

Zhou Zhou was handcuffed, but his expression was calm, and he had no sense of being arrested by the police.

Glancing at Wen Qing in the crowd, he tilted his head and said to him silently: [It’s worth it to see you again. ]

Zhou Zhou smiled with his lips curved.

Wen Qing lowered his eyes and pursed his lips.

The onlookers around him murmured, "How can you be a thief at such a young age?"

"Is it a thief? Not a burglary?"

"I don't know, what's going on?"

"I think this guy looks like a pervert. He probably followed someone in here."

…

Wen Qing took out his cell phone and sent a message to Yiou.

Wen Qing: [The police took Zhou Zhou away.]

Yiou: [Good catch.]

Yiou: [Send him in to reform.]

Wen Qing: “…”

"Mr. Wen."

Wen Qing tilted his head and saw that it was the young security guard. He and the other security guards had come down.

He quickly asked, "Are you okay?"

The young security guard smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay."

"I have thick skin and can take a beating."

"Are you okay?"

Wen nodded lightly: "It's okay."

The young security guard hesitated for a moment, then leaned over to his ear and whispered, "Mr. Wen, do you two know each other?"

"Did he just call you kiss?"

Wen Qing opened his mouth and was about to speak when the aunt next to him said, "I remember now!"

"I've seen this guy on the news. He's a pervert who stalks girls."

The aunt said it with great confidence and determination.

The young security guard had no doubt at all and said to Wen Qing seriously, "Mr. Wen."

"Boys should protect themselves outside too."

"From now on, our community will strictly monitor who is entering and leaving!"

Wen Qing was silent for a moment, and decided to go with the flow.

He said dryly, "Thank you, I will pay attention to it next time."

"If everything is ok, I'll go home first."

The young security guard nodded: "Go back and have a rest, I'll find someone to fix the surveillance."

"Trouble." Wen Qing said in a low voice and walked into the 2nd floor of Building A.

The elevator slowly rose. Wen Qing looked at himself in the mirror, recalling the madman he had provoked in the other world.

After much thought, apart from Ji Yu and Yu Xing, Zhou Zhou is the last person.

He has now been arrested by the police.

Wen Qing exhaled and walked out of the elevator.

When he reached the door of his house, he paused. The door was open but not locked.

Did Zhouzhou open just now?

Or is there someone else in there?

Wen Qing held his breath, carefully pushed the door open a crack, and looked inside.

I saw two people sitting on the sofa, or to be more precise, one person and one fish.

Ye Ye and Kuroo.

Wen Qing's eyelids twitched as she remembered what Xuanxuan's mother had said.

Xuanxuan.

Sea fish.

"Xuanxuan" comes to deliver "sea fish".

Wen Qing: “…”