"Ah, you fell too? Are you hurt?"
When Lin Yao heard that Fang Xiaole had also fallen last night, she couldn't help but let out a sigh and immediately asked nervously.
"It's okay. I'm thick-skinned. I'm lucky I didn't make a hole in the ground."
Fang Xiaole answered with a smile, indicating that he was fine.
Lin Yao didn't say anything else. She lay quietly on his shoulder and looked around in the light of the flashlight. It was a dirty and narrow corridor with a broken street lamp hanging on each side.
Does he live in such an environment every day?
The staff behind the scenes of the program work so hard and often have to work overtime. His house is so small that it seems there is not even a kitchen. How does he eat every day?
Lin Yao had noticed on her several visits that this residential complex was very remote. There were no restaurants within a kilometer or two, only a very small supermarket.
It’s hard to imagine how hard it must have been for him when he was a resident singer in a bar, working so late every day and being so tired, only to have to return to a “home” with such a terrible environment!
Lin Yao bit her lip and looked at Fang Xiaole's slightly thin profile, feeling a little distressed.
"Are you tired?"
Seeing that Lin Yao hadn't spoken, Fang Xiaole thought she was tired, so he turned around the end of the corridor and walked up the stairs while asking softly.
"I'm not tired, I'm just thinking..."
Lin Yao wanted to say that the environment where Fang Xiaole lived was not very good, and wanted to ask him if he had considered moving somewhere else, but she stopped halfway through her words.
A friend once told her that men have strong self-esteem, and sometimes their self-esteem can be hurt accidentally.
If I directly tell him that the place he lives is not good, will he feel embarrassed?
"What are you thinking about?" Fang Xiaole asked.
"I was wondering, it seems like you're quite far from Apple TV. Is it convenient for you to go to work? I don't think there's a direct bus from here to there, right?"
Lin Yao's beautiful eyes moved, and she finally came up with a tactful statement.
"It's not very convenient. I have to change buses twice. I'm planning to find a house closer to the station."
Fang Xiaole said, then turned to look at Lin Yao and smiled: "I didn't expect that a big star like you is so down-to-earth. You even know the bus route very well."
"What big star? You just love to make fun of others."
Lin Yao patted Fang Xiaole's shoulder gently, her tone playful and coquettish, just like that night on the roof.
Fang Xiaole paused and looked at her sideways. They looked at each other for a moment and both smiled.
"Sister Yao, if you don't leave now, it will be dawn soon."
Fangfang behind said weakly.
It's so late and I still have to be force-fed by you two. What sin have I committed?
"Oh, sorry, it's too late."
Fang Xiaole said sorry, avoiding Lin Yao's gaze and hiding his disordered heartbeat.
He quickened his pace, walked up the stairs and out of the building.
"Wait, Planner Fang, just send it here and let Sister Yao down."
Fangfang pushed the wheelchair and shouted from behind.
"I'd better take you to the car. The security in this area is not very good. Someone was robbed at the gate of the community a few days ago."
Fang Xiaole was a little hesitant to let the two girls go out so late, so he insisted on sending Lin Yao and Fangfang to the gate of the community.
Isn’t even the public security good?
Lin Yao was slightly surprised when she heard Fang Xiaole's words.
No, we must find a way to help him move to a better place as soon as possible!
But if I pay for the rent myself or help him directly, will he accept it?
So what method can be used to help him naturally and unobtrusively?
"Planner Fang, you're so thoughtful. Thank you." Fang Fang followed behind to express her gratitude, then asked curiously:
"But you could have put Sister Yao in the wheelchair and then taken us out. Why did you have to carry her on your back?"
"That's right." Fang Xiaole stopped awkwardly and carefully placed Lin Yao on the wheelchair.
"Sister Yao, is this much more comfortable?" Fangfang asked Lin Yao proudly.
"Haha, it's comfortable." Lin Yao glanced at Fangfang and smiled "gently".
Hiss... Fangfang couldn't help but shiver. Sister Yao's eyes were so scary just now. Was it my illusion?
"By the way, didn't you just say you were planning to rent another place? Do you have any good ideas?"
Lin Yao sat in a wheelchair and asked Fang Xiaole who was walking beside her.
"I haven't really looked yet. I just looked online yesterday and there are quite a few houses close to the station, but the rent is a bit expensive. I plan to wait until next month to look."
Fang Xiaole answered casually.
After spending these days together, he and Lin Yao had long since gone beyond the line of ordinary acquaintances and could be considered good friends, so he spoke more casually in front of her.
Otherwise, given his personality, he usually wouldn't tell a girl about his private matter like finding a house.
"Next month?" Lin Yao was puzzled.
"Haha, because I won't get my assistant chief planner salary until next month. Before that, I was only getting a temporary worker's salary. How could that be enough?"
Fang Xiaole couldn't help but laugh. He just praised her for being down-to-earth, but then she turned around and didn't know the difficulties faced by the poor people.
Fang Xiaole actually wanted to buy a house in Jiangrong, but the housing prices in this first-tier city second only to Kyoto were ridiculously high, so this goal was currently unattainable.
He planned to give the 400,000 yuan he got from selling "The Roof" to his parents so that the old couple could buy a new house in their hometown.
Fang Xiaole's parents are both working class and have lived in an old house all their lives. In addition to having a grandson as soon as possible, Fang's mother's biggest wish is to move into a beautiful new house.
It’s still a bit far off to have a grandchild, but the 400,000 yuan is enough to buy a small new house in my hometown in a fifth-tier city, fulfilling my mother’s wish.
"Oh, sorry." Lin Yao apologized quickly.
She had heard from her friends that men are very sensitive about their income, and she was afraid that Fang Xiaole would be unhappy, or that she would mistakenly look down on him because he couldn't make money now.
"It's not your fault that I don't have money to rent a house. Why are you saying sorry?" Fang Xiaole looked at Lin Yao with amusement:
"Brother Hong is right, you really are such an sorry baby."
Lin Yao lowered her head embarrassedly, but felt relieved in her heart. It turned out that he was not angry.
The road in the community is very short, and the three of them quickly reached the door. The driver, who had been informed by Fangfang, had already driven the nanny car to the roadside and was waiting.
Fang Xiaole carried Lin Yao into the car again, and Fangfang carried the wheelchair into the car.
"Be careful on the road, and send me a message when you arrive."
Fang Xiaole waved to Lin Yao.
"Well, you should go back soon too. There are no lights, so you should walk carefully."
The automatic sliding door of the nanny car slowly closed. Lin Yao's vision was blocked by the sliding door, and she quickly turned her head to look at Fang Xiaole.
The sliding door closed, and Fang Xiaole's figure was blocked outside the door.
"Lin Yao."
Suddenly, his voice came from outside. Lin Yao immediately rolled down the car window and agreed eagerly.
"Um."
The bright moonlight fell on him like frost, and he looked at her with eyes like stars.
"You are a perfect girl. You don't have to say sorry to others all the time."
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