After breaking up with the paranoid actor

Where did Xie Jian find any house?

He has never rented a house since he was a child. The location of his house is good, the property is good, and the surrounding supporting facilities are complete.He didn't even know that there are so many outrageous houses in Beijing without opening the rental software.

Trapezoidal, less than ten square meters, in the basement.

Occasionally, there are a few that he can see, the monthly price is five thousand, and they are still shared.

"What is the maximum monthly rent he asks for?"

Wu Zian was sorting out the contract, when he heard Xie Jian's words, he raised his head and recalled a little, "Three thousand."

"Three thousand? I just click on one of the houses. If the elevator doesn't have a private bathroom, it will cost four thousand. There are three thousand houses a little farther away, and they all go to fucking Shunyi. Just move out of Beijing and forget it."

Wu Zian didn't answer, the boss really didn't understand the pain of renting a house in Bei Piao.

On the contrary, Shen Yiyuan, who had no eyesight, insisted on hitting the muzzle of the gun, pushed the door without knocking, and came in.

"Boss, can I push back that endorsement? I'm in my 20s, a great time of youth. I haven't been in a relationship and have no children. Why are you asking me to endorse milk powder?"

Xie Jian was annoyed when she was looking for a house, and she didn't raise her head when she heard the words: "There is also a man who endorses sanitary napkins, why don't you see him say yes?"

"Can it be the same? Maybe they are positioned as women's friends! What is the endorsement of milk powder? Good father persona?"

Xie Jian's phone fell directly onto the table with a loud snap.

"You find it tiring to make a movie, and you find it boring to do variety shows. You are still picky about commercials. Shen Yiyuan, I think you don't want to do it, do you?"

Shen Yiyuan's voice is loud and rainy, that is, he complains and complains, and he should do what he should do after venting the little anger in his heart.But today, he obviously underestimated Xie Jian's violent temper.

Let Xie Jian yell at this moment, and he is also dumbfounded.

Later, it was Wu Zian who smoothed things over and asked Shen Yiyuan to go back first.

After Shen Yiyuan made such a fuss, Xie Jian was not in the mood to look at the house anymore.Wu Zian made Xie Jian a glass of American style, and when it was placed on his table, he inadvertently raised his mouth.

"I remember that Shen Yiyuan's father seems to be in the real estate business."

Xie Jian was leaning back on the boss's chair with her eyes closed and worrying, but when she heard the words, she suddenly got up and looked at Wu Zian.

"You bring Shen Yiyuan back to me."

Wu Zian was about to go out, but he didn't forget to add: "Don't say I let you."

Then Shen Yiyuan bowed his head again and prepared to come back to be scolded. He thought he would meet Xie Jian's violent storm, but he didn't expect that Xie Jian's attitude would not be so easy when the wind stopped and the rain stopped.

Later, Xie Jian bought two ready-made furnished houses from his father, and sent the link of one of them to Sein Feiyang.

After Song Feiyang's phone number was exposed, he directly took the card out of the phone.I can't get through by phone, but I can reach you by WeChat.

Xie Jian: How about this?I know the owner of this house, and it is vacant, just give 2500 a month.

This is the first sentence the two of them said on WeChat, which is very official and not intimate.

It's almost like a real estate agent and a client.

He calculated the sum before sending it. If he said it was too low, Song Feiyang doubted it, but if he said it was too high, Song Feiyang would not rent it.So he deliberated for a long time and set the price of 2500.

Song Feiyang's WeChat replied quickly: OK, can I go to the scene to see it?

The real estate agency immediately turned into a babysitter again, and took Song Feiyang out.

Xie Jian was still driving and Song Feiyang was in the car.It's just that the two sat in the same row last time, but this time, Song Feiyang sat diagonally behind Xie Jian.The furthest distance in the car.

There was no way, Song Feiyang was still a little scared, he couldn't control his fear, and he couldn't control his trembling all over.

When Xie Jian was driving, she looked at the people sitting behind the car from the rearview mirror from time to time.

Song Feiyang didn't talk much at first, but now he is even more silent.Sometimes it takes a long time for him to respond to a word.Often his eyes are empty and he doesn't know what he is thinking. For example, now, he is staring at the cars and trees passing by outside the window in a daze.

In the car, there was only the sound of music and aromatherapy lingering in the air before dissipating, occasionally accompanied by the sound of Xie Jian's index finger tapping on the steering wheel.

With the heater turned on fully, Xie Jian was driving drowsily, but she didn't dare to speak to Song Feiyang.

Later, Song Feiyang said lightly: "I'm taking the driver's license test."

Xie Jian didn't react for a while, "Huh?"

"I've applied for a driving school and I'm studying."

Xie Jian thought of the driving school bag that was thrown at her home, and the cervical spine massager inside, and even the hands holding the steering wheel tightened.

"Well, I saw it, and saw it... your gift."

"Thank you."

This thank you seemed alienated and polite, Song Feiyang didn't speak any more, and continued to turn his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

On the contrary, Xie Jian was not as sleepy as before after chatting, so she simply increased her speed and drove the car downstairs to the house 15 minutes earlier.

This community is a new building, the occupancy rate is not that high, and the surrounding restaurants and courier stations are not as dense as Sanyuan New Village.However, it is much cleaner and the environment is much cleaner.

It is now three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the sun is about to set, and the setting sun stretches the figures of the two, one in front and one behind.

Xie Jian's shadow was at Song Feiyang's feet, Song Feiyang followed his shadow with his head down, occasionally walked slowly, and would trot a few steps before stepping on it.Xie Jian walked in front to smoke, and when she lowered her head to flick the ash, she saw Song Feiyang's small movements behind.

He didn't expose it either, but deliberately adjusted his walking speed.

When Song Feiyang stepped on it, he took a few more steps to leave.When Song Feiyang pulled away, he pretended to stand there smoking a cigarette and waited for him for a while.

It was a short distance, but it took them a long time to walk.

However, Song Feiyang looked much more lively than the previous few days, at least he had a smile on his face, and he was no longer expressionless and listless about everything.

In order to allow Song Feiyang to adapt to the new home as soon as possible, Xie Jian also bought the house on the fifth floor.It's just that there is an elevator in this community, so you don't need to climb stairs.The two of them entered the elevator one after the other, still in a diagonal position, standing extremely far away.

This community is extremely secretive, and the elevator enters the house.As soon as the elevator door opens, it is the living room.Xie Jian stood in front and saw Song Feiyang's expression through the reflective elevator car. He was satisfied with the house.

Xie Jian didn't buy a particularly large apartment, it was just a studio.With an area of ​​fifty to sixty square meters, the bedroom and living room are integrated, and the remaining two rooms are the kitchen and bathroom.

He didn't move around after entering the room, he pulled out a chair and sat aside: "Look for yourself."

Xie Jian had seen this house when he bought it, and it would be unnecessary to read it again now, and he was also afraid that Song Feiyang would feel uncomfortable.

Xie Jian took this time to ask Wu Zian how the investigation progress of the people who harassed him was going.

The news came back quickly. It seems that Xie Jian's previous group of excessive fans had been dealt with and warned, but now because of that photo, they are focusing on Song Feiyang again.

Not only Song Feiyang, but even Rong Manman was affected.However, the community where Rong Manman lives is relatively new, and the property and security are in place, so it hasn't been affected much so far.

Xie Jian looked down at the news, suddenly felt a small shadow in front of her, it was Song Feiyang.

He looked up, and saw Song Feiyang hesitantly saying: "Is this house... really 2500?"

"Ah, didn't I tell you that the house my friend left behind when he went abroad is still empty, so I just rent it out to make some money."

Song Feiyang picked up the phone and looked down, then raised the phone to show Xie Jian: "The same type of house is at least 6000 above, your friend..."

"He doesn't lack this little money. If he can rent it out, he can't rent it out. Are you dissatisfied?"

What Xie Jian said was a bit strong.I can't blame Xie Jian for this, the main reason is that he has a guilty conscience, and he is afraid that Song Feiyang will reveal his secrets if he asks a few more questions.

Fortunately, Song Feiyang did not continue to ask.

He shook his head: "No, very satisfied."

Xie Jian breathed a sigh of relief, "Then..."

Before he could finish the three words, he saw Song Feiyang stretching out his mobile phone in front of him and saying.

"Then give me the landlord's contact information, and I'll transfer the rent and deposit, and thank him by the way."

……

for what?How to give?I send you my own WeChat, and then let you see my name and turn around and leave?

Xie Jian remained motionless, but her mind was thinking crazily.

Song Feiyang in front of him stretched his mobile phone forward again, staring at the watch hanging behind Song Feiyang, and told a very clumsy lie.

"Well, it's only five o'clock now. There is a twelve-hour time difference between there and Beijing. He probably hasn't woken up yet. I'll send you his WeChat when he wakes up."

Although Xie Jian didn't know what the relationship between sending WeChat and not waking up, but now there is.

After speaking, without waiting for Song Feiyang to respond, Xie Jian stood up: "Let's go, I'll take you back to move."

"……it's OK?"

It took nearly 30 seconds for Xie Jian to complete the question. Obviously, she was not used to asking for opinions, so this question seemed extremely deliberate.

"So urgent..."

"Urgent? If you don't worry, your house will be flooded by those couriers, ancestor."

Song Feiyang didn't insist anymore, he nodded and said hello, and the two rushed back to Sanyuan New Village at high speed, and started to help Song Feiyang move.

In just a few months, Song Feiyang moved around many times and changed his place of residence.

The first time I moved was because of Xie Jian, and the second time I moved was because of him.

It was just the first time to move, and the end was dismal. Within a few days, Song Feiyang returned home like a homeless bird.The second move also happened for a reason, but I don't know how it will end this time, what will happen.

The current Sanyuan New Village is more like a landmark for the two of them, witnessing the encounter, quarrel, separation and reunion of Xie Jian and Song Feiyang.

When they went back, the pile of couriers was still at the door, and the neighbors were still the same neighbors.

Wu Zian came to move last time, Xie Jian did not follow.This time it was only Xie Jian and Song Feiyang.

The things in Song Feiyang's house basically don't need to be tidied up, they are all piled up in the corner, as if he knows that he won't live for a long time.

Xie Jian stepped into Song Feiyang's bedroom and picked up the glass cabinet.

At that time Song Feiyang was carrying those boxes outside, Xie Jian stopped Song Feiyang.

"What did you pretend here?"

Song Feiyang looked up and glanced: "Nothing."

Then he carried the luggage at the door and went downstairs, Xie Jian looked around Song Feiyang's house.

Everything that is not necessary is mounted on the wall, and there are very few things in the room.

Xie Jian glanced at the glass cabinet again, and felt that something very important had been placed there.