Chapter 28 The Apartment is Haunted
◎Moving◎
That night, Mu'an Jiaxi did not go home but stayed in the hotel directly.
The next morning, Mu'an Jiaxi got up, had breakfast, and came to the door of the apartment. He looked at the time and kept looking into the distance, as if waiting for someone.
After a while, a moving company truck drove in and stopped in front of Mu'an Jiaxi. Soon, four or five men got out of the truck, walked up to her, and read on their cell phones, "Excuse me, are you Miss Mu'an Jiaxi?"
Mu'an Jiaxi stepped forward with a smile, "Yes, thank you for troubling me today. Please follow me."
He then took them to his house. They went in to observe the surroundings first, then quickly took out their belongings, wrapped up the edges of the items they needed to move, and placed them in cardboard boxes, carrying them downstairs one by one. Mu'an Jiaxi stood in the hallway, unable to help, so he simply pulled a chair over to the door and started playing with his phone.
In the meantime, he did not forget to look up from time to time and say thank you to the moving workers who were coming in and out for their hard work.
Just after more than ten minutes of moving, Amuro Toru suddenly arrived. Meian Jiaxi was surprised and asked, "Mr. Amuro, why are you here?"
Amuro Toru said with a smile, "I just left something at your house and wanted to come pick it up." He took a look at the scene in the room and asked in surprise, "Are you moving today? You found a house so quickly."
Mu An Jiaxi quit the game he was playing and put away his phone. "Yes, I found it yesterday. It's in the neighborhood across the street. I didn't pay much attention to what it was called. It's the street ahead."
Amuro Toru turned around and glanced in the direction she pointed. "Oh, that residential complex? It's quite close to here. Miss Muan, I see they are quite busy. I'll help you move in, and you can move in tonight, saving you the expense of a hotel."
Upon hearing this, Mu'an Jiaxi immediately tried to stop them, but the words were still stuck in his throat. Before he could utter a word, Amuro Toru had already gone in to move the things. Mu'an Jiaxi smacked his lips awkwardly, and looking at Amuro Toru who was busy inside, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes, thinking: Why do I feel like the weasel is paying a New Year's visit to the chicken with ulterior motives?
Suddenly remembering something, my eyes widened and an alarm went off in my heart. I thought to myself, this is not good. Is he going to install the bug again? No, this is not going to stop!
After half an hour of moving, Mu'an Jiaxi's house was basically empty. Mu'an Jiaxi went to the underground garage and drove her Mazda. She followed their convoy to her new home and parked her car in the underground garage. When she returned to the door of her house, a man in a suit was waiting at the door. Seeing her, he shouted, "Miss Mu'an Jiaxi, I'll do the final handover. You just need to sign here."
Mu'an Jiaxi walked over, took the pen, and signed his name in the signature area at the lower right corner of the document. As he wrote, he asked, "I have a house I'd like to list with you. If I list it, how much would you charge for the handling fee?"
"1%, where is the house?"
"It's the Mihua Apartment, which is about 70 square meters."
"If you want to confirm that you want to hang it, let's go through the formalities first and then take a photo."
"Hang on, I just don't have time today. Let's do it tomorrow. I'll come to the company to see you tomorrow."
"Okay." The agent took the signed contract and left, giving her the spare key before leaving.
Mu'an Jiaxi went upstairs with the spare key. The movers were busy moving things in, and Amuro Toru was helping out. The positions of the things were exactly the same as those in the original apartment. If it weren't for the cardboard boxes and movers on the floor, Mu'an Jiaxi would have had the illusion that she was back.
Seeing this situation, facing the identical apartment, Mu An Jiaxi felt that whether he had moved or not was practically the same. He had a premonition that if he didn't change the layout quickly, facing such a house, he would definitely have a nightmare tonight. He quickly stopped him, saying, "You don't have to arrange it the same way as before. Just arrange it however you like."
When the movers heard her request, they followed her idea and no longer used photos to compare with her to enforce strict requirements. Instead, they rearranged the items according to the layout of the room.
During the process, Mu'an Jiaxi tried his best to help. After all, the guests were all here to help, so how could the host just sit there and play games?
After another hour of sorting, the furniture was finally packed. After sending the moving company off, Muan Jiaxi collapsed on the sofa. Facing Amuro Toru standing beside him, he couldn't bring himself to greet him. He said weakly, "Mr. Amuro, please do as you please. I'll lie down for a while. I'm so tired."
As a result, he fell asleep as soon as he lay down, and when he woke up again, half an hour had passed. Muan Jiaxi opened his eyes drowsily and heard the sound of ping-pong coming from the kitchen. For a moment, he thought there was a thief in the house, but he quickly came to his senses and remembered that Amuro Toru was still at home.
The alarm bells in my heart started ringing again. Oh no, how could I fall asleep? I could still sleep with such a bomb next to me. I really admire myself.
I glanced around warily, afraid he might have planted a bug while I was asleep, but there was no way I could tell. I figured, forget it, I'd look for it myself after he left.
Amuro Toru, who was busy in the kitchen, heard the noise in the living room and came out, "You're awake. It's time to eat. Go wash your hands first."
Looking at Toru Amuro who was holding a spatula in his hand and wearing a bright red apron, Mu An Jiaxi was really a little curious because he had never seen him wearing an apron of this color, "Mr. Amuro, what are you doing?"
"Oh, I saw you were asleep, and it was already noon. I thought you couldn't cook, so I bought some groceries and cooked on my own initiative. After all, eating out all the time isn't healthy."
Mu'an Jiaxi nodded blankly, "Oh, thank you, Mr. Amuro." Then he added, "I really can't entertain you well today. I asked you to move and cook. I really trouble you, Mr. Amuro. Please wait a moment."
Then he ran back to the bedroom, rummaged through the cabinets and took out a box. He moved it in front of Amuro Toru, patted the box, and introduced it, "Mr. Amuro, this is a gift for you. I forgot to thank you for saving my life last time, so I thought about it and gave you a gift as a thank you. This is very useful and I guarantee you will like it. Unpack it and see if you like it."
"No need to thank me. After all, it's just a matter of raising my hand to help." As he said this, Amuro Toru put the shovel aside and squatted down to open the box. After taking out the things, he was stunned for a moment, holding out bags of colorful parts, and asked in confusion: "What is this?"
Mu'an Jiaxi took the bag from him and introduced it enthusiastically, "Building blocks, Lego, Mr. Amuro, I'm not kidding, not only can they improve your intelligence and endurance, but they're also very stress-relieving. If you build blocks for an hour every day, I guarantee you'll feel good, your mind will be clear, and time will fly by."
Looking at the expectant eyes, Amuro Toru's face stiffened. "Thank you, I guess I don't need it."
Mu'an Jiaxi acted as if he hadn't noticed and continued to enthusiastically introduce it. "And this one, this one is extremely difficult. I once spent two or three months trying to complete it. But I think, Mr. Amuro, with your intelligence and talent, you can finish it in just one month. I guarantee that once you finish this, your intelligence and memory will be greatly improved. It will be extremely useful."
Mu'an Jiaxi was like a salesman at this time, constantly promoting his products, but this promotion seemed a bit unwise.
Amuro Toru picked up a bag and said, "Improve intelligence and memory!"
Mu'an Jiaxi, who was introducing something, suddenly stopped talking, finally realizing something was wrong. He spitted inwardly, then immediately smiled and said, "No, I was wrong. It's about improving memory. No, I'm not saying your memory is bad. Yes, this thing can improve it. No, why are you getting more and more confused? Well, anyway, this thing is very useful for relieving stress. You can take it out and play with it when you're bored or upset. It's guaranteed to make you feel better."
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