We walked through some quiet streets, winding and turning.
Shen Yanyan did not live in the city center, but in a somewhat dilapidated urban village.
After all, with housing prices so high in Daxia, who could afford to buy a house?
On the contrary, this urban village may not have a particularly good environment, but it is quiet.
Most importantly, the rent is very cheap.
Pushing open the iron gate, you are greeted by an open-air courtyard. The layout of the entire building is somewhat like a traditional courtyard house.
The landlady here is a very kind old lady.
An elderly person living alone, with neither sons nor daughters.
After her husband passed away, she was left living here alone.
She usually makes a living by taking on mending jobs from her neighbors and paying her rent.
Not seeing the landlady in the yard, Shen Yanyan didn't think much of it, guessing that the landlady must have gone to visit.
But just as she was about to open the door to go back to her room, the wooden door to another room was suddenly opened from the inside.
There are five rooms in total. Apart from the kitchen, the toilet, and the room each for her and the landlady, there is only one storage room.
Hearing the noise, Shen Yanyan looked over and saw a young man wearing a short-sleeved striped shirt and beige trousers walk out of the door.
The young man looks very young, at most in his early twenties.
But to be honest, according to Shen Yanyan's aesthetic sense, she felt that the other person was dressed too old-fashioned, and it was really not the kind of clothing that someone his age should wear.
Because the clothes the other person was wearing looked like the kind of clothes a middle-aged or elderly man in his fifties or sixties would wear.
If you bring a thermos, it will look even more like one.
However, although the young man's clothes were a bit old-fashioned and dowdy, there was one thing Shen Yanyan had to admit.
That's the other person's face; she can definitely appreciate their looks.
Especially her long, flowing hair, which is quite eye-catching in an era where short hair is the mainstream.
It also perfectly complements the inexplicable aura emanating from the other person.
If we're just talking about looks, he's definitely one of the top two most handsome people she's ever met.
"Didn't you go to work today?"
The young man also saw Shen Yanyan. He was taken aback at first, and then asked.
He didn't expect Shen Yanyan to still be at home at this hour. If he remembered correctly, today shouldn't be the weekend in this world.
Normally, on weekdays, the other party should not return until 7 or 8 pm.
Today's situation was somewhat unexpected for him.
Without immediately responding, Shen Yanyan first sighed, then decided not to go back inside.
Then he found a chair in the yard and sat down, looking at the young man with some helplessness, and said, "I've taken leave."
You have no idea how incredibly unlucky I've been today.
Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore.
Have you eaten? I'll treat you to takeout.
Shen Yanyan seemed to be very familiar with the young people.
However, she had no intention of telling the other party about what had happened to her that day.
Because she didn't want to say.
Then I took out my phone, intending to order takeout, since it was almost lunchtime.
But the young man shook his head and said, "No need. I've always been grateful for your care and haven't been able to repay you."
As he spoke, the young man walked into the courtyard and sat down opposite Shen Yanyan.
His handsome face was filled with seriousness: "You don't seem very happy today. Did something happen?"
If you need anything, I'll help you; consider it a return gift for the meals you've treated me to on a regular basis.
The young man spoke very seriously because even though Shen Yanyan had covered it well with her hair, he had still noticed the redness and swelling on her cheek.
He's not the kind of person who freeloads.
He believed that one should repay kindness received from others; this was a family motto and a lesson he had always been taught.
If Shen Yanyan really encounters trouble, he will help her solve the problem.
But after hearing what he said, Shen Yanyan couldn't help but laugh.
She had found the behavior of this young man, who had only recently appeared, to be strange more than once.
I can't quite put my finger on it, but I'm just not quite like the people outside.
But Shen Yanyan didn't think much of it.
Because her landlady had told her that the other person was the child of a distant relative who had recently come from the countryside to stay with her in the city.
"We've known each other for a long time, why are you being so formal?"
A meal only costs a few dollars; it's on me today.
After laughing, Shen Yanyan casually patted the young man on the shoulder.
Not only that, it seems that she was also drawn in by the other person's chivalrous spirit, and she also gained a bit of a heroic air about her.
On the other hand, the young man didn't seem to notice the hand patting his shoulder.
Even if the other person happens to slap their wound.
But at the end, he took one last serious look at Shen Yanyan.
But in the end, he didn't say anything more, nor did he persist.
However, he had already made up his mind to secretly follow the other party for the next few days.
If the other party is really in trouble, he will lend them a hand.
After that, Shen Yanyan ordered three takeout meals.
It wasn't just her and the young people's, but also the landlady's.
The other party would come to pick up the job, sometimes they would come back around mealtimes, sometimes they wouldn't, but Shen Yanyan still ordered an extra portion to keep on hand.
And that's why she's so familiar with young people.
The landlord usually takes care of him and cooks for him.
If the landlord leaves, he'll just go hungry because he doesn't seem to know how to cook.
This is something that doesn't seem like something a child from a poor family would do.
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