The old floor fan creaked and groaned as it blew, the weather unbearably hot and humid.
Ye Zhou was wearing only an old man's vest. He sat upright on a small stool, his fingers flying across the keyboard so fast they left afterimages, and the computer was so hot it was burning to the touch.
My mood couldn't help but become irritable, just like the weather.
It would be better if it rained, a heavy downpour, at least the weather would cool down a bit.
In this sweltering heat, a broken fan simply can't keep up.
He has accumulated nearly two thousand Bitcoins, and in ten years, he will be a billionaire.
Ye Zhou flexed his fingers, preparing to continue the fight.
My phone screen lit up; it was a message from the "We Are a Loving Family" WeChat group.
These are photos of Zhou Ping and Ye Fan traveling together.
Seagulls circled over the beach, and Zhou Ping, dressed in an ethnic-style long dress, nestled beside Ye Fan, who was wearing black sunglasses, with a sweet smile on her face.
They posted several pictures in a row, and it's clear that the two of them are in a good mood.
Ye Qing immediately sent a message: "Dad is so handsome, Mom is so beautiful [starry eyes][starry eyes]".
Ye Zhou couldn't help but smile as he typed away on his phone.
"Dad, take Mom out for a walk. It's not easy for us to get out here. [Raises eyebrow] [Winks]"
"Knock knock knock!"—The sound of knocking on the door.
Ye Zhou turned off his phone and glanced at the time; it was five o'clock in the afternoon.
It's time to eat.
He had absolutely no idea who it was.
Ye Zhou got up to open the door. As he turned the doorknob, a wave of heat rushed in the moment the door opened.
It's so hot.
Upon seeing who it was, Ye Zhou hesitated for a moment.
"Jiang Jiayan, what's wrong?"
Jiang Jiayan's face was flushed abnormally, and her hair was messy, with strands sticking to her forehead.
There were several flies swarming around it.
The taste is an indescribable blend of aromas.
The smell of rotting food, discarded fruit, waste diesel fuel, and sweat.
The girl's clothes were soaked with sweat and stuck to her skin.
Ye Zhou noticed the old bicycle next to Jiang Jiayan and understood her purpose.
"There's no need to send it over, I'll pick it up myself."
Ye Zhou reached out and took the handlebars, pushing the bicycle inside.
"Thank you, you can go back now."
"Ye Zhou, I..." Jiang Jiayan's voice was hoarse.
Just as Ye Zhou was about to close the door.
The girl floated down to the ground.
Ye Zhou's pupils contracted, and he reached out to embrace Jiang Jiayan's slender waist to prevent her from falling to the ground.
"Confused?"
He placed his hand on the girl's forehead to test it, and it was surprisingly hot.
Jiang Jiayan suffered from heatstroke.
Without thinking too much, Ye Zhou had no choice but to pick up the girl and put her on the bed.
He took a damp towel, brushed aside the stray hairs, and placed it on the girl's forehead.
Unbutton two buttons at the girl's collar to make it easier for her to breathe.
Then I used another towel to wipe her arm to cool it down.
Ye Zhou was no longer a panicked teenager; he had seen all sorts of storms and waves, so he didn't lose his composure at all when faced with this situation.
He only discovered this when he was wiping Jiang Jiayan's hands.
The girl's palms were filthy, covered in a blackish-green substance, and her fingernails were filled with dirt.
Ye Zhou couldn't help but look at the girl whose mouth was open unconsciously.
"What exactly did she go to do?"
Jiang Jiayan is a germaphobe and would never allow herself to have even a speck of dirt on her body.
The girl kept her eyes tightly closed, as if she were dreaming.
"Ye Zhou, don't send me away, I don't want to leave."
Ye Zhou sighed helplessly, "It seems you won't be able to leave for the time being."
After wiping your hands clean.
Jiang Jiayan did indeed show signs of waking up.
Before Jiang Jiayan could even speak, Ye Zhou had already handed her a glass of lukewarm water.
Jiang Jiayan stood up slightly, took the glass of water, and drank it in large gulps.
I'm so thirsty.
She choked on her drink after finishing it.
"How are you? Are you feeling much better?"
Jiang Jiayan nodded, then shook her head.
Ye Zhou was unfazed by her little tricks. "Rest for a while. When you feel better, go out and take a taxi home."
Jiang Jiayan held a water glass in her hands and noticed that her palms had been washed clean.
My forehead felt cool.
Ye Zhou, how thoughtful.
She rummaged through the mountain of garbage for over an hour before finally finding the bicycle. It was all worth it.
"By the way, how did you get the bicycle back?"
Ye Zhou knew that Jiang Jiayan couldn't ride a bicycle, and never had.
He couldn't help but frown. "You didn't push it across the road, did you?"
Jiang Jiayan blinked her bright eyes and nodded.
Ye Zhou was speechless.
"Are you stupid? Couldn't you just call me and come get it yourself? Besides, it's so hot today, why do you insist on bringing it yourself? Pushing your bike on the highway for two hours, who else would get heatstroke if not you?!"
Faced with the accusations, Jiang Jiayan bit her pink lips, but couldn't suppress the smile on her face.
Ye Zhou still cared about her.
She wouldn't tell anyone that she had spent almost two hours searching in the garbage dump.
"I know I was wrong." She said in a coquettish tone.
Jiang Jiayan looked around at the surrounding environment, which was simple and clear at a glance.
Is this your room?
Ye Zhou remained noncommittal.
"This is my first time visiting your house, Ye Zhou. Am I the first girl to come to your house?"
"No," Ye Zhou said firmly.
A fleeting look of melancholy crossed the girl's eyes.
It's alright, she will definitely bring Ye Zhou back.
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