The story between me and the building opposite

Since I sent that thing to the little sister, I have enjoyed a wonderful time, such as daily happiness or watching 506 radio gymnastics, and there are no such weird things on the balcony.

What makes me a little concerned is whether such a strong man like 506 is a sister.

The little sister would cry with me every day, saying that she didn't know what to do with that thing.

[Do you think I dare to throw the trash can? ! ] Even through the screen, I can feel the excitement of the little sister: [If you leave this thing there, if the cleaning lady collects the garbage at night, or if there are homeless people looking for the bottle, won’t you be scared to death? ]

I saw through the other party's trick, and said ruthlessly: [Don't worry, as long as you throw it away in the middle of the night, the cleaning aunt will see it in the morning.And the security measures in your community are very good, there will be no homeless people. ]

[Then it is impossible for me to set up a house! ]

The little sister gave a cry of life.

I suddenly thought of a wonderful proposal: [It’s better to be the door god at the door of your house, so that no one will dare to attack you. ]

[Then the neighbors will complain...]