Shen Shixun gave up his previous apartment and moved to a quiet old neighborhood in the city center.
This is his fourth move in just a few months.
As soon as Xiang Nanzhi got home, Xiang Ciyuan gave her a key in front of Xiang Jingyi.
"Second brother, what's this?"
"Shen Shixun gave it to you."
After Xiang Nanzhi went upstairs, she checked her phone and received a message from Shen Shixun, which showed her the latest location of her residence.
Without having dinner, Xiang Nanzhi drove to his place.
Shen Shixun always found places that were unexpected to her. She had been to the bustling area in the vicinity, but she never knew that such an old building was hidden in the middle of this bustling area.
Originally, the city's urban development plan was to demolish the old town, as it would negatively impact the city's appearance. However, the surrounding area is so prosperous that it is simply unaffordable and not cost-effective to demolish it. As time went on, property prices kept rising, so the old town remained.
The ground in the community is old-fashioned cement, and the residents are mostly aunties and uncles who take a stroll in the community in the evening.
There is fitness equipment, but it has been exposed to the sun and rain for many years and has become rusty. The rusty parts have become smooth due to the sweat covering them.
Xiang Nanzhi stood at the door and knocked.
Shim Sehun was shirtless, wearing only black shorts that reached his knees, and was holding a bowl of noodles...
"You've arrived."
"Um."
Xiang Nanzhi walked into the house, which was excessively simple, but the things were basically tidied up.
He didn't have many things at all; they were mostly everyday items, nothing big.
The room was covered with old-fashioned frosted floor tiles, which are very dirt-resistant. A light sweep with a broom removes the obvious trash, and the room looks very clean.
Have you eaten?
"I didn't eat."
There was a steaming fried egg in Shen Shixun's bowl, which he had just picked up but hadn't touched. "You eat it, I'll go make some noodles."
Xiang Nanzhi took it, and the man turned and went into the kitchen.
The kitchen was in a very awkward location, quite small. She stood at the doorway watching him put water back into the pot, then took a bite of her fried egg.
Once you get used to it, even if it's fried a little unpalatable, you won't find it unpalatable.
Xiang Nanzhi sat down on the bed, the overhead fan slowly turning...
A few minutes later, Shen Shixun brought out a bowl and asked her to sit down at the table to eat.
The dining table was rectangular. Shen Shixun moved a plastic stool for her, and Xiang Nanzhi sat down. She had already eaten more than half of her food, but Shen Shixun could catch up with her with just a few bites of noodles.
He seemed unfazed by the heat and ate very quickly.
After what happened last time, Xiang Nanzhi can no longer speak to him as casually as before. She can't ask him to come back to her house, nor can she ask him if he still wants to return to the mine.
I'm just... a bit sensitive.
Why do you always move? Wasn't your previous place great?
"Okay?"
She thinks it's good.
Xiang Nanzhi took a sip of noodle soup. "This place shouldn't be too far from where you work now."
"It's not far."
In this area, this older residential complex is the only one that's relatively cheap.
Before, we could talk about anything, but now that we're sitting together, we don't know what to talk about. "You asked my second brother to give me the key."
"You can come anytime you want."
It's not that he's upset that he never tells her where he goes; now he tells her everything.
He also tries his best to do better.
After dinner, Xiang Nanzhi lay down on the bed. Shen Shixun came over after he finished his work and sat on the edge of the bed to massage her feet.
Have you been experiencing muscle cramps lately?
"The doctor gave me calcium supplements, and I don't have as many seizures anymore."
Xiang Nanzhi let the man massage her feet, "If you're not used to Zhang Yandong's place..."
"Habit."
She always couldn't help but want to make arrangements for him, and Xiang Nanzhi stopped there.
"Are you used to moving frequently? Does moving give you a sense of security?"
"yes."
“But you know, everyone in the ancient city wants a stable place to live, to have their own house. Sehun, what I mean is, now that we’re married and our baby is about to be born, we can’t continue living separately like we do now.”
“Zhizhi…”
He looked up. "I don't want to go to your house."
“I know, but we can’t stay apart like this forever. If you feel restricted, move back to your old apartment. I’ve already bought it. From now on, it’ll be our little haven…”
A house in the ancient city can easily cost several million. Shen Shixun had thought about buying a house before, but he didn't have enough money. He thought it would be better to use it for business.
It's easy to lose your principles when you like someone. After he decided to sever all ties with Xiang Nanzhi, her apology gave him renewed hope.
He still wanted to stay by her side and welcome the arrival of their child together. He was willing to change his entire life for it and work hard to earn money so that the mother and daughter could live a good life.
But all of this has nothing to do with the Xiang family; he will no longer rely on them.
"Shen Shixun, let's live together. This place will be our home from now on, okay?"
Xiang Nanzhi also realized that she had been too well protected by her family, and that her family paid too much attention to her life. In fact, as people grow up, they should have their own circle of friends and should not always be confined to the past environment.
She suddenly lay down on the man's lap, her hair falling from his knees and onto his calves.
Her long, black hair was soft. "Is it okay? I don't want to be separated from you."
"They feel that you and I are suffering."
"Don't you never care what other people think?"
People change.
I didn't care before, but I do now.
He cared whether people said he was profiting from the Xiang family or that he was living off Xiang Nanzhi. He was a man with his own dignity.
Xiang Nan, not knowing how to protect his self-esteem, simply stopped talking.
That night, the two were somewhat awkward and barely had anything to say to each other. Xiang Nanzhi still had a knot in her heart, feeling that Shen Shixun had a grudge against her.
That incident became a rift between her and Shen Shixun, and she felt extremely distressed, but she didn't know how to change it.
The next day, the streets were bustling with traffic.
Xiang Nanzhi sat in the private room drinking tea. Jiang Yao came over to keep her company. She didn't touch the snacks on the side. The usually lively person suddenly became quiet and became elegant and reserved.
Jiang Yao felt a little uncomfortable.
"You like this pastry, why aren't you eating any?"
"It seems like Shen Shixun is still angry with me about what happened last time," Xiang Nanzhi said, then corrected him, "but it doesn't seem like he's really angry with me. It's just a lingering effect of that incident. What should I do?"
If Jiang Yao knew what to do, she wouldn't have let herself end up running a teahouse.
"I'm not as decisive as you think; I know nothing about matters of the heart."
The two men I met were both scumbags.
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