165: Ah, I’m not clean anymore!
The family discussed it and reached a consensus.
That night, the old couple slept on the big kang in the small earthen house, and Yu Xiaoye returned to the space yacht alone.
It was her first time sleeping alone on a yacht, and she felt a little uncomfortable. She felt as if she was the only one in the world - not as if, but she was indeed the only one, except for the countless fish under the water.
When I think about it this way, I’m a little scared.
What should I do? I really want to go back to the little mud house with my parents.
However, if I go back to the little mud house, I will definitely have to sleep on the same kang with my parents. Wouldn’t that be inconvenient?
What if her parents have other plans in the evening? Wouldn’t that make her feel awkward and redundant?
She was a very self-conscious child, so for the happiness of her parents and to avoid being disliked, she endured it and shrank into the quilt again and again, burying her head in it.
Hey, it seems like my feet touched something strange?
What's in her bed?
At this moment, she had completely forgotten what happened during the day. She really thought that there was some inexplicable monster in her quilt. She turned over and sat up, pulled back the quilt, and saw a piece of clothing stuffed under the quilt.
Oh wow—isn’t this the director’s clothes?
Only then did she remember that when she came back in the afternoon, she was worried that her parents would find the clothes, so she hid them in her quilt.
Now that her parents are not living on the yacht anymore, they won’t notice that there are clothes in her room.
She reached out and grabbed the clothes, then threw them directly onto the bedside.
The clothes suddenly carried a familiar scent of a mature man.
She thought it was an illusion, but when she took the clothes under her nose and smelled them, she really did smell the scent of a mature man, exactly the same as what she smelled at the director's house!
She put the clothes under her nose and sniffed them hard, and the more she sniffed, the more she became addicted.
Why does it smell kind of good?
Ah, I'm not clean anymore!
Why do I think the smell of men's clothes is nice? This shouldn't be the case. Aren't men's clothes supposed to smell bad?
Yu Xiaoye shuddered and threw the clothes that shouldn't have smelled so good. With a whoosh, the clothes hit the wall and fell to the ground.
Then Yu Xiaoye buried himself in the quilt again and stopped thinking about it.
After a moment of confusion, he gradually fell asleep.
On the other side, in the Mishan Farm compound.
In the evening, Zhou Ziheng came back from work in big strides, carrying a briefcase. He was still thinking about work. When he walked to the door of his house and was about to take out the key, his eyes suddenly caught sight of the sofa hanging on the clothesline in the corridor at the door.
The piece of cloth was hung on the rope in a very eye-catching manner, floating slightly in the cool evening breeze.
Zhou Ziheng's heart skipped a beat, and like a plucked string, it emitted a long, melodious sound.
I was so busy with work this afternoon that I forgot about this matter.
But when he saw this piece of cloth, he thought of that poorly educated girl, the way she curled up on the sofa at home and whined, and the youthful, childish, and somewhat silly cute look when she drooled while sleeping in his car, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.
It seems that the little girl has washed the sofa clean.
Zhou Ziheng pulled the sofa cover off the rope, opened the door and entered the house.
I turned on the light and spread the sofa cover first. I stared at the place where the blood stain was originally in confusion. Well, it was washed quite clean and there was no trace left.
He himself didn't even notice that he felt a little unhappy when he saw the sofa was as clean as before.
After laying out the sofa, he turned around and saw the note left on the coffee table. He picked it up and took a look at it. He guessed that the silly girl didn't see the note either, so his efforts were in vain.
He crumpled up the note and was about to throw it into the trash can, but somehow he unfolded the crumpled note, took a look at it, and put it on the desk together with his briefcase.
I sat at the desk, turned on the desk lamp, and started processing some documents.
I was busy until after eight o'clock before I finished processing all the documents and put them back into the briefcase.
I saw the note again and opened it to take another look.
The note was clearly written by himself, in a handwriting that was so familiar that he didn't even know what was so good about it. But he couldn't help but look at it again and again and couldn't bear to throw it away.
After hesitating for a while, he finally put the note into the drawer under the desk.
Then get up, wash up and go to bed.
When I came to the bathroom and saw the washbasin, I remembered the scene of the girl squatting on the ground washing the sand, and a trace of tenderness came over my heart.
It’s strange. That girl only came to my house once, but why do I feel like her shadow is everywhere?
Zhou Ziheng controlled himself and stopped himself from thinking too much. He washed his face and brushed his teeth, took off his clothes, found a book, and lay down on the bed to read.
But the words on the book were so densely packed that he couldn't read any of them.
What's going on?
Why are you so restless?
There were clearly Chinese characters in front of me, but the shadow of that little girl could be seen between the lines.
Is this - thinking about women?
But even if I was thinking about a woman, I shouldn't be thinking about that girl——
That girl is just a little kid, so skinny. How can a man be interested in a girl like that?
Zhou Ziheng's mind was in a mess and out of control.
He took out a cigarette in distress, lit it, and smoked silently, but even in the smoke he exhaled, there was the girl's delicate and rosy little face.
Zhou Ziheng closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and controlled his mind with strong self-control.
After a struggle, he actually lost!
The man who had fought bravely on the battlefield and prided himself on having strong self-control was actually defeated miserably in front of a little girl.
Just at this moment, there was a noise coming from next door.
"Bang-bang-bang-bang"
"Hmm—hmm—"
It’s the head of the finance department next door and his second wife again!
These two are shameless and disturb the sleep of the neighbors. Someone clearly told them to keep the noise down at night, but they are still so shameless at night.
Especially since Deputy Director Lin next door has a half-grown child. Deputy Director Lin got angry several times in private because of this matter, and scolded the head of the Finance Department for being greedy and lustful, and for spending all his time on eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. He was so shameless!
At first, Deputy Director Lin could tolerate it. Later, the children at home kept asking him what was going on outside. Deputy Director Lin suppressed his anger and knocked on the wall hard to remind the two people.
This method was somewhat effective at the beginning and could calm things down for a while, but perhaps because everyone was too excited to control themselves, the chaotic noise started again after a while, causing everyone to be very dissatisfied.
The main reason why everyone has objections is that the people living upstairs are all farm cadres. Most of them at this age are married and have elderly parents and young children at home. It would be very embarrassing for the elderly and children to hear the noise.
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