This operation is familiar

The two chatted while walking.

Song Weisheng himself is not an introvert, as long as he starts talking, he can't stop it.

Moreover, he has too few friends, and there are even fewer friends who can listen to him talking about games in person. Jiang Yiyao's appearance surprised and excited him. How many dogs his grandfather raised, and how many cats his grandma raised clearly explained.

Jiang Yiyao didn't talk much, and occasionally answered him a few words, and sometimes asked a few questions, mostly about the professional circle.

But Song Weisheng didn't know much about the real professional league, and what he knew could be found on the Internet.

A taxi passed by.

The two realized that they had already walked a kilometer without knowing it, and it was not worth stopping another car for the remaining kilometer, so they stepped on the cool night wind together, walked through the noisy night market, and returned to Jingyuan Mansion.

At around ten o'clock at night, there were still people downstairs enjoying the shade.

Sitting in the garden is a greasy young couple. Next to the young couple is a middle-aged elder brother who is smoking alone in the moonlight. There are two heavy buckets of bottled water next to the elder brother. He looks up from time to time, and his eyes reveal A trace of timidity.

Song Weisheng knew him, knew that he was a neighbor who lived on the 15th floor, and the neighbors had greeted each other. This elder brother gave Song Weisheng the impression of being honest and kind. He shouldn't be so blind, taking advantage of the dark lights and ignoring him in front of other young lovers. spoil the scenery.

But mosquito repellant was planted in the garden.

There may be only one reason for him to squeeze past now, and that is——

"The elevator is broken!"

"No way?" Song Weisheng's pupils trembled, and before he entered the gate of the unit building, his calf began to tremble faintly.

He prayed silently outside the door, hoping that the elder brother of the neighbor simply wanted to stand in the garden and smoke a cigarette.

"It seems to be really broken."

Jiang Yiyao came to the elevator room one step earlier than Song Weisheng, and the yellow orange maintenance sign was firmly placed in the out-of-service elevator, blocking their way.

At this time, the maintenance personnel have already left work, and usually at night, they will not deliberately come over to work overtime.

Song Weisheng didn't give up, "Why don't we wait? What if Brother Maintenance is in a good mood today and comes to fix it?"

Jiang Yiyao didn't know the situation in this community, so he listened to Song Weisheng, "Where are you going now?"

The mosquitoes in midsummer were fat and big, Song Weisheng slapped one to death, turned his head and looked outside, "Let's go to the small garden too, there is a bench over there for a while."

The eldest brother on the 15th floor had just finished smoking a cigarette, so he grabbed a piece of mosquito repellent to drive away the smell of the smoke around him. The young couple sitting behind him looked at him from time to time, making him feel like a nail on his back.

Smoking in public places is wrong, so kissing in public places is also unsightly?

Forget it, don't have the same knowledge as young couples in love.

The eldest brother was thinking whether to leave this place of right and wrong quickly, when he saw Song Weisheng and Jiang Yiyao walking over, he found his home in an instant, and heaved a sigh of relief.

"Hey, Xiao Song."

"Brother Chen!"

The elder brother's surname is Chen. When Song Weisheng first moved back, he met him in the elevator several times. When replacing home appliances and furniture, Brother Chen also helped him carry things twice.

"This is?" Brother Chen looked at Jiang Yiyao, and nodded to him, indicating that he had seen him.

Jiang Yiyao also nodded as a greeting.

Song Weisheng said: "This is my roommate, who moved in yesterday."

"Such an inch? The elevator broke down just after moving here yesterday?" After speaking, he felt that something was wrong, so he hurriedly explained to Song Weisheng: "This elevator is usually not broken, but it breaks down two or three times a month at most, eh, not really. …”

Song Weisheng saw that Brother Chen was stupid and couldn't speak, so he quickly smiled and said hello, "I told him in advance, he doesn't care about it."

Brother Chen immediately breathed a sigh of relief, for fear that the exposure of the elevator's secret would affect Song Weisheng's rent.

Song Weisheng said, "Did you call the service hall?"

"I just called, but no one answered at all, and the maintenance master couldn't get through. I put the sign under maintenance."

"Then can't it be fixed tonight?"

"I'm looking at Xuan. Forget it, don't wait, I'll put the two buckets of water in the concierge first, and you guys should go up earlier."

Song Weisheng wanted to help Brother Chen carry a bucket of water to the doorman's place, but he resolutely refused, saying that his little boy with thin arms and legs didn't look like he could carry a bucket of water.

After Brother Chen left, Song Weisheng raised his arm and squeezed the limp biceps above him. Before he could speak, he felt two faint eyes staring at him from behind. It disappeared, and turned into a young couple in love embracing and kissing mouth to mouth.

Song Weisheng was upright and youthful, not as stable as Brother Chen's middle-aged man, so he hurriedly averted his eyes and said to Jiang Yiyao, "Let's go upstairs too, the elevator probably won't be repaired tonight."

Jiang Yiyao had nothing to do. He had been observing Song Weisheng blatantly from the very beginning. He first saw him pinching the muscles on his arm secretly, and then saw him turn his head to watch someone kissing. Two eyes, shy and curious, seeing other young lovers feel embarrassed, so he started to feel embarrassed.

In the middle of the night, there is no other way.

The two could only return to the unit building and opened the door to the stairwell.

The sensor lights in the stairwell are dim and dim, and when walking two steps, there will be a "sizzling" sound of unstable voltage.

Song Weisheng is quite courageous, but he is not afraid of something strange suddenly appearing in this situation.

What's more, Jiang Yiyao was walking with him, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

But the two kilometers he just walked back from the restaurant really consumed a lot of his energy.

On the first floor, he was still shoulder to shoulder with Jiang Yiyao.

On the second floor, he was half a step behind Jiang Yiyao.

On the third floor, the calf exposed to the air began to tremble.

The breathing on the fourth floor was unstable, and the fifth and sixth floors had to use the handrails of the stairs to barely go up.

Song Weisheng looks thin, but in fact he is really thin. He sits in front of the computer and plays games all year round. He really doesn't have the opportunity to exercise and keep fit, so climbing stairs every time is an extremely painful thing for him.I wanted to sit down and rest, but the mosquitoes in the corridor were waiting for him to stop and suck his blood.

no more...

"Jiang Yiyao, should we... rest..." Before he finished speaking, a pair of warm hands tightly held his wrist.

Song Weisheng stood on the stairs panting and looked up, seeing Jiang Yiyao standing two steps away from him, looking down at him, "Let's go, there are too many mosquitoes here. I'll pull you up."

Song Weisheng looked at him for a few seconds, then his eyes fell on his wrist again.

Jiang Yiyao's hands were good-looking, thin and long, wide and strong.

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No change tomorrow!