Chapter 9 Send me the address
Discussing the serious side effects of holding hands.
When Ruan Xingmian woke up the next day, he still subconsciously stared at his left hand in a daze.
Seeing herself smiling unconsciously in the mirror, she was so dumbfounded that she didn't even recognize herself.
Ruan Xingmian patted his cheek helplessly.
Don’t be too romantic yet, just keep looking for a house.
The camera she bought arrived yesterday, so she needs to secure a house as soon as possible.
The shared apartment is too far from Gu Xing’s school, and daily filming and editing will affect other people.
Ruan Xingmian doesn't like being disturbed by others.
I don’t want to selfishly disturb others.
After packing up and going out, she expanded her search around the school.
Finally, she found the house she liked one thousand meters away from the university research institute.
The police family quarters are rented directly from the landlord. It is an old residential complex, 40 square meters, with 1 bedroom, 1 living room and 1 bathroom, and the rent is as low as 400 yuan.
She checked one by one and found no problems with the water, electricity, and sewer lines.
But all the furniture in the house is just decoration, there is not even a good bed.
But it is only one kilometer away from the university research institute and only a thirty-minute drive from the Municipal Maternal and Child Health Hospital.
You can get there directly by light rail.
Because it is an old community, it has a strong atmosphere of life and the facilities downstairs are complete.
Most importantly, the kitchen is spacious and well-lit, which can meet Ruan Xingmian’s needs for food photography.
She had an idea, and here it is.
When she saw the fifty-year-old landlord, Ruan Xingmian smiled and called her "big sister" all the time. She made a lot of promises and bargained down the price to three hundred yuan a month, with a deposit of one month and three months' rent in advance.
She signed the contract without waiting for Gu Xing to finish class.
Before signing, Ruan Xingmian confessed: "I'm pregnant, do you sisters mind?"
The landlady was a little puzzled: "Why would you mind? This is a happy occasion. But, little sister, it's really unusual for you to be pregnant at such a young age."
She looked Ruan Xingmian up and down.
Dress simply and casually.
His words and actions are mature and steady.
Speak in an organized and logical manner.
She doesn't look like a promiscuous little girl.
"My boyfriend is doing graduate school at the university next door, and I want to be closer to him."
The landlady smiled and said, "Your boyfriend is really good. This is a nationally renowned university!"
She smiled and said, "Please ask for me someday if your boyfriend will accept one-on-one tutoring."
Regardless of whether she was asked or not, Ruan Xingmian happily agreed. This is the first point in interpersonal communication: don't let your words fall to the ground.
After signing the contract, Ruan Xingmian got the key.
Slowly began to clean.
Keep switching camera positions and mark several of them, which will save you a lot of trouble later.
She works slowly and is the type of person who takes her time to produce fine results.
I am also very patient and really enjoy the quiet time of cleaning.
It doesn’t matter if you can’t finish it today, there’s still tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after that.
The intangible cultural heritage teacher who taught her never praised her for being smart, but always praised her for being able to sit on the bench and being a good seedling for learning intangible cultural heritage.
Ruan Xingmian has a very good attitude. In her opinion, good things take time and nothing can be rushed. On the contrary, it is easy to cause chaos in a hurry.
Slow and steady produces fine work.
It’s also easy to lose time.
When she took a break and picked up her phone, it was already one o'clock in the afternoon.
There was a missed call on the phone.
At five minutes past twelve, Gu Xing called her, but she missed it.
Ruan Xingmian was particularly upset.
As a girlfriend, how could she miss Gu Xing's call?
When the call was answered, she immediately apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, Gu Xing, my phone is on silent."
"fine."
Gu Xing's worried heart fell back into his stomach.
No one answered the phone call, and while his heart felt empty, he couldn't help but think about it. He hesitated for a long time at school, thinking about chasing Ruan Xingmian to his rental house to confirm whether he was safe and had eaten lunch.
He had no interest in researching for his classmates or studying papers; his heart was burning with anxiety. He would constantly pull out his phone to refresh it, even though there wasn't a single new message.
For the first time, he experienced what it meant to be worried.
"I rented a house near your school, and I was so busy cleaning it that I forgot to have lunch with you."
"You haven't eaten yet?" he asked, with a rare hint of anxiety in his voice.
"No, have you eaten yet? If you have, don't worry about me. I can just order some takeout."
"What do you want to eat?" He seemed to be packing up.
Ruan Xingmian sat on the worn sofa, unconsciously stretching her legs, holding the phone with both hands, her posture relaxed and happy, a voice in her heart repeating - looking forward to seeing him.
"Send me the address," he said as he walked out of the classroom. "What would you like to drink?"
Ruan Xingmian held the hot cell phone in his arms, a gentle smile on his lips.
No one can resist the gentle feeding of a cold male god.
Gu woke up quickly.
Ruan Xingmian suspected that he came here running.
The door was wide open.
There were hurried footsteps in the corridor.
Sneakers made a squeaking sound on the ground.
Ruan Xingmian got up from the sofa and ran to the door.
Almost bumped into Gu Xing.
He stopped walking, breathing slightly, his bangs soaked with sweat and sticking to his forehead.
His breath hit Ruan Xingmian's head, making her whole body numb.
Why are you running so fast?
My face is sunburned.
Ruan Xingmian took out a wet tissue and raised his hand to wipe the sweat off Gu Xing's forehead.
And a little hesitant.
The original text says that Gu Xing doesn't like to be touched by others, is not very interested in external things, and has a cold expression, words and deeds.
Holding hands was okay yesterday.
Can we have a face-to-face meeting today?
Gu Xing raised his hand to take the tissue, walked past her and said, "Eat first."
Ruan Xingmian felt a little disappointed, it seemed that he really didn't like contact.
He took a step inside and took in the whole room at a glance.
The living room is small and the furniture is shabby.
The ground was covered with blue-gray cement and was filled with all kinds of garbage.
Ruan Xingmian had wiped the table in advance. He put down the food and drinks and pulled over a stool that was barely big enough to sit on.
First, wipe your hands clean with a wet wipe.
Opened the meal.
Pass me the chopsticks.
Then open the straw.
Insert into the drink.
He slowly raised his eyes and signaled Ruan Xingmian to start eating.
He looked around and sat on the sofa where Ruan Xingmian had sat.
The schoolbag was put down casually.
His whole body leaned forward slightly, his back arched into a taut arc.
His shoulder blades protruded through his shirt like two swords about to be unsheathed.
He was looking around the room, his expression calm and collected, not easily revealing his emotions.
The tips of his elbows rested on his knees, and his fingers clenched into fists to support his chin.
Ruan Xingmian stole a glance at him, her eyes melting with his handsomeness. She couldn't help but wonder what he was thinking and why he didn't say anything.
Gu Xing remained silent for as long as she ate. She ate slowly because her digestion had been bad before, so she had to eat soft food.
Later, I developed the habit of chewing slowly.
I also like to eat while watching videos.
There was nothing wrong with the original owner's diet, but she was used to starving herself to lose weight, and her stomach was still in bad condition.
I have a small appetite and eat less.
Often, Ruan Xingmian would feel full just as he was starting to enjoy his meal.
She finished it in a few bites and still had more than half left.
Gu Xing brought her grilled shrimp rice.
I think she kept eating shrimp at the buffet yesterday, and the other party remembered it.
Ruan Xingmian finished eating the meat and vegetables, leaving most of the rice to cover it.
If I can clean up the kitchen today, I can cook fried rice for myself in the evening.
She was a farmer's child, raised by the land, and she felt very guilty about throwing away so much rice.
"I'm done eating."
Ruan Xingmian turned around.
Gu Xing stood up in an instant and cleaned up the garbage on the table with quick movements.
He lifted both of their bags in one hand.
He stood still and said, "I don't want to rent this house."
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