Chapter 28 Borrowing but Not Returning



Chapter 28 Borrowing but Not Returning

"The band-aid is wet, give me a new one."

Qi Yanxue stretched out his right hand towards her. The Band-Aid had almost completely lifted up and would fall off with a slight pull.

Doesn’t he dislike this cartoon Band-Aid? Why didn’t he change it?

Zhu Wendong looked over and was convinced that there was not a single Band-Aid in Qi Yanxue's large home.

He turned around and took out a new box from the medical box and gave it to him, also handing him a packet of cold medicine.

Qi Yanxue raised her eyebrows slightly, "Is it for the dog?"

“…”

Zhu Wendong shook his head, "It's for you to drink."

"Someone put medicine in it, trying to poison Party A?" Qi Yanxue reached out to take it, holding the packet of cold medicine and looking left and right.

He is so annoying.

Zhu Wendong raised his hand to grab it back, muttering softly: "If you don't want to drink it, give it back to me."

Qi Yanxue dodged her movement and held the medicine in his hand. "There's no reason to take back something you've given away. I can't drink it."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Wendong paused, his hand froze in mid-air, a blush spread across his porcelain-white face, and some waste materials uncontrollably emerged in his mind.

It's obviously a very ordinary sentence, why do I associate it with that?

Zhu Wendong bit his lower lip and pretended to be calm.

Qi Yanxue's eyesight was surprisingly good. Seeing this, he teased her cynically, "Why are you blushing when I take medicine? What? Are you still thinking about your ex-boyfriend?"

Zhu Wendong immediately retorted: "No, it's you who... misunderstood."

Qi Yanxue curled his lips playfully and said, "I haven't even mentioned what kind of improper thoughts I have. How do you know I'm thinking the wrong thing?"

Zhu Wendong could feel the burning heat on both sides of her cheeks. She put her hands on them to cool them down, then pushed him away from the door frame and remained silent.

He closed the door neatly.

Qi Yanxue covered his shoulder and staggered back two steps. When the door closed, it brought a gust of wind. He narrowed his eyes and chuckled.

Just one door away.

Zhu Wendong fanned himself with his hands, but when he looked in the mirror, he saw no effect, so he fanned himself again with a handheld mirror.

After all the operations, my heartbeat uncontrollably accelerated, as if it was even stronger than the sound of the orchestra's drums.

When she writes books and comes to such passages, she can do it without blushing or getting nervous, so why does she have this reaction when it happens to herself!

Zhu Wendong simply lay down on the sofa, staring at the ceiling and almost falling asleep when the door was knocked again.

Her neighbor must have almost knocked a hole in her door recently.

As soon as the door opened, Qi Yanxue said leisurely: "My kettle is broken, can you lend me yours?"

Zhu Wendong: “?”

The last time she went to his house to make hangover soup, it was working fine. How come it broke in just two days?

Although Zhu Wendong was puzzled, he didn't show it on his face. He turned around and handed him his own kettle, not forgetting to say at the end: "Remember to return it."

She hasn't returned her two desk lamps yet.

Qi Yanxue said "OK" in an ambiguous tone and turned back to the house.

Ten minutes later.

Qi Yanxue knocked on the door and said, "My air conditioner remote control was broken by a winter melon. Can you lend me yours?"

“…”

Zhu Wendong remained silent, looking at him for a while without taking any further action.

At this moment, Qi Yanxue pulled out a remote control with a button missing from the bitten ones, "You don't believe it?"

"No," Zhu Wendong shook his head. After carefully considering his words, he slowly said, "I think it would be better for you to hire a magician for your family."

Qi Yanxue:?

She continued, "Things keep breaking down. Maybe something...unclean has gotten in there."

Qi Yanxue said quietly, "Then you should close the doors and windows at night, and be careful that it doesn't crawl through the sewer pipes."

"Thank you, I will." Zhu Wendong turned around and took the air conditioner remote control from the room and gave it to him.

Again, ten minutes later.

Qi Yanxue got straight to the point: "My scissors are missing."

“…”

What kind of scissors are used at night?

Zhu Wendong remained silent and gave it to him.

Five minutes later.

Qi Yanxue: "My hair dryer is broken."

Zhu Wendong looked at his clean hair expressionlessly: "Your hair is dry."

Qi Yanxue said calmly, "It's for winter melon."

Zhu Wendong was convinced and gave him the money: "Remember to return it."

"OK."

After Qi Yanxue returned home with the hair dryer, Donggua came to his feet upon hearing the sound. He rubbed its already dry fur, jumped over it and placed the hair dryer on the coffee table.

The coffee table was already piled high with a bunch of borrowed small items.

-

The next day, Qiao Shizhu, who had finally finished filming a movie, regained her freedom and ran to visit Zhu Wendong's new home with a relaxed mood.

Qiao Shizhu took off her hat and mask, slumped onto the sofa, and commented, "Not only is your community well-secured, but the design is also sophisticated, and there are two units per elevator. I'm tempted to buy one myself."

Zhu Wendong poured her a glass of water and said, "I heard that an entrepreneur invested money and restructured the property."

Qiao Shizhu took a sip of water, which was so cold that it froze her throat. She stopped herself in time and said, "You're giving me cold water in this weather, Zhu Wendong, you're trying to murder me."

Zhu Wendong looked helpless and said nonchalantly, "The kettle at home was borrowed by a neighbor."

"Oh, I forgive you." Qiao Shizhu took off her beige coat without thinking too much. "Turn on the air conditioner. I'll take off my coat."

Zhu Wendong said calmly, "The air conditioner remote control was also borrowed by my neighbor."

"..." Qiao Shizhu was silent for a moment, then said with difficulty, "Your neighbor is a debt collector, isn't he? He borrows everything and sometimes never pays it back."

Zhu Wendong thought for a moment before saying, "Probably not."

Qiao Shizhu pointed at her with her index finger, looking disappointed. "You're just too naive. A neighbor like this who has no sense of boundaries should be more assertive and let him know that you're not someone who can be taken advantage of so easily."

"It's not that serious, just some small things. He will return it."

"No, we don't know how long we'll have to wait for him to take the initiative," Qiao Shizhu rolled up her sleeves and stood up, "Come on, I'll take you to ask for it!"

Zhu Wendong tried to stop her, "It's really not that serious, and he's not at home right now."

After spending so many days as neighbors, it seemed that Qi Yanxue was at the group during the day and only at home at night.

"Okay, he's not home, right? Then I'll wait for him to come back."

Qiao Shizhu sat back down again, her face stern as she interrogated, "Is your neighbor a man or a woman?"

Zhu Wendong wanted to tell her that her neighbor was Qi Yanxue, but before he could finish his words, she interrupted him.

"I'm telling you, no matter what happens when you see your neighbor later, don't say a word and leave it all to me." Qiao Shizhu made a bold statement.

If he didn't tell her, things might get out of control. Zhu Wendong quickly said, "Don't worry, you might know this neighbor."

Qiao Shizhu thought for a moment and said, "I know him?"

Zhu Wendong nodded: "He is——"

Two crisp knocks on the door interrupted her before she could say her name.

Normally, the only person who could knock on her door was Qi Yanxue, but it was only ten o'clock in the morning, so it wasn't possible at this time.

Zhu Wendong stood up and was about to open the door.

Qiao Shizhu took two steps past her and ran to open the door, still muttering, "It must be that debt-collecting neighbor of yours. I didn't look for him, but he came to my door himself. I'll take care of him."

She turned the doorknob and looked up, stunned, like a wooden chicken, with the words stuck in her throat.

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