1000 meters in diameter

In fact, this kind of boring conversation can end anywhere with Han Yan's temper.

But he didn't.

A college student who returned from a long distance to China to be a junior for someone else said something like "Do you have a crush on me", which made him feel ashamed.

He felt that the other party was unworthy, even if it was just a misunderstanding.

Without much hesitation, Han Yan logged into his account and changed his password, then started sending messages to Ning.

[From] Qiaoguiqiao: Take those words just now as if they were made by a dog, I'm not interested in you.

Unexpectedly, Ning is also very different from before.

[From] Ning: If you don’t have it, then you don’t have it. There’s no need to scold yourself like that. (8.4km)

[From] Bridge to Bridge: Stop playing word games with me.

[From] Ning: Did you know that some big dogs are about the same as ten-year-old children. They understand a little bit of reason, but they don't make sense. (8.4km)

Han Yan's face suddenly darkened.

[From] Qiaoguiqiao: Call me a beast?

[From] Ning: I didn't scold you, I scolded the dog. (8.4km)

Han Yan stood up suddenly, walked to the balcony with a cigarette in his mouth.It was a quarter of an hour before ten o'clock, the moonlight was very faint, and half of the rooms in the opposite building were lit.The surrounding is very quiet, there is no noise at all, only the faint sound of costume dramas coming from upstairs.

"Didn't your parents teach you how to write the word education?"

He was really angry, and he uttered a voice directly, with a cold tone.

The back-and-forth dialogue just now also cooled down.I don't know if Ning was scared by him or felt wronged, but he didn't speak for a long time.

Han Yan didn't go back to the living room immediately, but continued to stand and smoke on the balcony.This kind of mentality is a bit like a criminal suspect's nostalgia for the scene of the crime. The strong bully the weak and want to hear the weak cry twice.

After the second cigarette was drawn to the end, the new message notification sounded.

"I'm sorry, don't be angry, I apologize to you." A soft voice flooded the balcony like water.

This apology is not perfunctory, but it is not sincere enough.The tone of voice is down, the words are sticky, and there is an inexplicable feeling of familiarity.

It was probably because the surroundings were too quiet, so I could hear it very clearly this time.Han Yan's eyelids trembled slightly, as if he had heard this voice somewhere before.

where?

Before he could come to a conclusion, another voice came.

"I'm not in a good mood tonight. I didn't mean to scold you. You can get angry at me, but don't bring my parents with you. "

The voice is soft and elastic, reminiscent of a kind of fruit candy, orange flavor, that I ate when I was a child.

Han Yan's heart seemed to be rubbed by someone, not to mention comfortable or uncomfortable, just a strange feeling.

The cigarette in his mouth was almost exhausted, but he forgot to smoke for a moment, and the ash naturally fell on the screen.When he came back to his senses, he cursed and swung the phone away.

It was such an action that caused a misunderstanding.

In this dating software, physical actions such as shaking the phone will bring about an effect——

["Back to the Bridge" pokes "Ning" in the face. ]

……

Han Yan looked at the small gray characters of the system that appeared on the screen, and his forehead muscles tightened.

In the end who invented these bullshit things, has enmity with users or thinks that the relationship between men and women in society is not messy enough.

Obviously, Ning didn't expect him to have such an astonishing act of intimacy. The words he was typing appeared and disappeared, and then reappeared, as if he was still struggling, and it took a while before a line of small words was sent.

[From] Ning: Why poke me? (8.4km)

How do you say it was a misunderstanding?It might not be as simple as being ridiculed as a dog again.

Han Yan was silent for a moment, and replied blankly——

[From] Bridge to Bridge: I have Parkinson's and my hands are shaking.

Unexpectedly, Ning chuckled and said, "You're so funny."

tease?

Few people use this word to describe Han Yan.At work, he has a strict eye. He has been promoted rapidly in the firm for seven years. He has already secured a senior position in the industrial group at a young age. .

Xu did not get a reply for too long, Ning said: "Hello, anyonethere?"

He speaks English very well, with a little tongue accent that Parisians pride themselves on being noble.

Han Yan put on a serious face: "Speak human words."

Ning smiled: "Ask if you are still here, and I want to ask you a question. You really like murderous people, so why don't you talk nicely?"

This is also called fierce?

Han Yan: "It's impossible for me to talk like you."

Ning whispered, "How do I talk?"

Han Yan: "Sloppy, mosquitos humming."

Ning said in a muffled voice, "My voice isn't that low."

The two came and went, speaking one by one, and no one felt that there was anything wrong.The cigarette in his hand had long been burned, and there was a stub of the cigarette between his fingers, and Han Yan forgot to throw it away.

"Ask me any questions." He turned around and leaned lazily against the balcony, the lights in the corridor shone on him, making him look more calm in the night.

"Can you talk on the phone," Ning replied, "It's quite troublesome to make a voice call."

Han Yan dialed directly.

His character, the least like procrastination.

The phone was connected, and Ning waited for a while, but when she heard no voice, she tentatively called, "Back to the bridge?"

Soft voice, gentle tone.

Han Yan pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray at hand, hummed, "Just call me Arvin."

"Awen?" Ning smiled, "Hi, I'm Ning."

The laughter was so soft that Han Yan felt a little itchy in his ears, so he didn't correct his wrong pronunciation, "What do you want to ask?"

"Actually, it's nothing." Ning was very polite, "Are you a local? I've been here not long ago, so I don't know anyone, and I don't know who to ask when I encounter something. Fortunately, you are willing to—"

"I have something to say." Han Yan interrupted.

"Oh." Ning whispered, "It's like this. I want to change my house temporarily. Do you know which house is cheaper near the station of Metro Line [-]? The real estate agent on the Internet bids the price randomly."

After a pause, he added: "It doesn't matter if it's older, as long as it's cheaper."

Han Yan smiled coldly: "Why, you still don't give up, want to fight a protracted war here?"

"No—" Ning paused there, "I boiled the water, please wait for me."

There was a brief blank in the receiver, followed by the sound of wearing slippers and trotting, and then there was a bang, and it took a while before he came back.

"Sorry, sorry, the glass suddenly blew up just now, I have to go out and buy a Band-Aid, can I come back to you later?"

Han Yan frowned slightly: "I have something to do tonight, and your house doesn't even have a Band-Aid?"

Ning was so fierce that he swallowed: "Originally, I had it, but I gave it to the neighbors when I left at noon today. So what should I do... Forget it, I won't go, let's just say it's okay now?"

As if a hand gently touched the water surface, the phantom faded away, revealing the true face underwater.

Han Yan suddenly understood why Ning's voice sounded familiar.The shadow under the lamp stretched out his hand and touched his jaw wound.

Ning coughed lightly.

"Anyone there?"

"Anyonehearme? Strange, is there no signal?"

Even tapped the microphone with his finger.

The sound of duk tuk reached Han Yan's eardrums.

It turned out that Ning, who was a bit difficult to post on the Internet, was the one who lived next door to her for two months and meddled in her own business.It turns out that the so-called less than 1000 meters is actually only ten meters.

"Where do you live now?" he asked.

"Me?" Ning was still a little uncertain, as if flattered, "I'm staying in a hotel."

"Call the front desk."

"doing what?"

"Besides getting Band-Aids, what else do you think you can do?"

Ning blushed: "The hotel I live in is very cheap, the front desk shouldn't care about it."

Han Yan's voice sank, and he said impatiently, "What a broken hotel."

But Ning was not surprised, and his voice was still light: "That's why I have to move out quickly. Don't look at the small and dilapidated room, and it costs one hundred and two every day."

Han Yan was silent for a moment, and helped out for the first time: "There are low-cost houses near the university town."

"University city? I'll check." Ning said to check, and her voice suddenly narrowed, and she tapped on the screen with her finger, as if knocking on Han Yan's ear.

Tired of standing, Han Yan straightened up and took two steps, then leaned back to the balcony, took out the cigarette case from his trouser pocket, found the lighter in the living room, and decided not to smoke for the time being.

He didn't know where his patience came from.

"Uh, it doesn't seem cheap. One bedroom and one living room cost more than 3000."

"Have nowhere to go and still want to live in one room?" His voice was very harsh.

After speaking, he turned his head and looked at the dark balcony next door.

Ning paused slightly, and asked in a low voice: "How do you know I have nowhere to go, guess what. Actually, it's not like I have nowhere to go, it's just that I don't have much money, so I need to save some money."

Han Yan asked coldly: "So you plan to waste it like this until he divorces?"

"No, of course not." Ning's voice became lower and lower, almost inaudible, "This time we are completely broken, and I will not contact him again. The reason I stay here is because I found a job. I want to try to be Guan Peisheng in a fast-moving consumer company, and if possible, I will develop here for two years."

As a quasi-first-tier city, City Z does have more development opportunities than other places, especially returnees, who have a wide range of employment options.It seems that I have wronged him.

Han Yan stretched out his hand and touched the Band-Aid under the cigarette case.

Suddenly it didn't feel so annoying.

"You don't believe it?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Ning hurriedly defended, "I'm serious, I have this bottom line, I haven't ruined his family before, and I won't in the future."

Han Yan pinched the Band-Aid on his fingertips, played with it for a while, and said, "Don't look for any crappy intermediary when you go there to look at the house. There are forums in the university town, and there are a lot of renting posts on it."

"Understood." Ning didn't get a positive answer, a little discouraged, but still answered obediently, "Thank you, Ah Wen, you are my first friend here."

Han Yan didn't speak.

Ning asked cautiously, "Are we friends?"

Han Yan still didn't speak.

Ning asked again: "Does it count?"

Han Yan frowned: "Where do you have so many questions?"

Ning smiled silly and wanted to say something more, but Han Yan hung up directly.

Before closing his eyes at night, Han Yan was still thinking about this matter in bed. How could it be such a coincidence that he "made friends" online and made friends with the person next door, who was still entangled with a married man.

No matter how you look at it, this kind of thing is not a good thing.He's not a moral model, but rabbits don't eat grass by the side of their nests.

It's a pity that early the next morning, he was woken up by the trouble caused by the grass beside the nest.

bang bang bang-

bang bang bang-

After knocking on the door for nearly 5 minutes, Han Yan finally put on his slippers and opened the door with a black face.

It was a strange man standing outside.

It is not accurate to say that they are strangers. They met once, at the corner of the stairs that night.

The two stood facing each other, the uninvited guest was wearing a windbreaker, in his 30s, with metal-rimmed glasses on his nose, he looked like a dog.

"Hi, I'm asking you about a person next door—" The other person's eyes passed Han Yan's shoulder and landed on the guitar in the corner, his brows frowned in surprise, and then he locked his eyes on Han Yan's face.

After a pause for a few seconds, he changed the way of asking: "Where did An Ning go?"