Sick Alpha became the actor's house cat

The door quietly opened in front of Jiang Yu.

The gap is very small, dark and lightless, like a bottomless black hole. I don't know if there is a piece of green grass behind the door, or a ruined place with countless secrets buried.

Jiang Yu didn't understand why he accidentally entered his birthday in the digital combination lock.

However, he still didn't understand why this string of numbers, which had nothing to do with the neighbors, took effect at this moment, this moment, and this place.

Before he could take a step forward, the phone in his hand rang "Didi—"

It was Pei Xiaobai's message.

Even though he just told Qiao Sen that he didn't need to bother Pei Xiaobai anymore, Qiao Sen still dutifully made a passerby running on both sides.

[Pei Xiaobai: I'll be home later today, remember to eat lunch and dinner on time, don't steal desserts from the refrigerator, I'll check when I get back. ]

[Pei Xiaobai: I'll bring you honey chestnuts back tonight. ]

[Pei Xiaobai: Put the boxes at home first, and wait for the big ones to move when I come back. ]

They talked a lot, but the thing Jiang Yu most wanted to know was not mentioned.

I don't know if the other party thinks that this matter is not important and there is no need to say it again, or they deliberately want to skip this topic so as not to attract more attention.

Jiang Yu's eyes turned around several messages, bowed his head silently, and after a long time, he replied calmly to Pei Xiaobai.

[Jiang Yu: Got it. ]

[Jiang Yu: There's a lot to talk about, so I won't wait for you. ]

He took back his mobile phone, took a deep breath while standing there, stretched his arms and pushed open Xihu's combination lock anti-theft door forcefully.

The slanted and fragmented sunlight invaded the door of this room instantly along the suddenly wide open shadow.

Suddenly from light to darkness, Jiang Yu's vision fell into chaos, he subconsciously took two steps while supporting the wall, touched a hard square box under his finger, and pressed it down.

There was a sound of "pa--".

The main light in the living room suddenly turned on and brought back the light.

In Pei Xiaobai's mouth, the main power switch that had been turned off under Qiao Sen's vowed promise suddenly lit up in front of Jiang Yu.

"..."

Jiang Yu frowned invisibly.

He didn't make a sound, standing in place and looking around the strange room.

A sight to behold.

Large areas of white tiles and walls make the empty room look cold and unpopular. The furniture in black, gray and white and the decoration style in a very modern and cold style are advanced and simple.

At first glance, it is completely different from the warm and log-colored home decoration in Donghu. Although the heating in the room is sufficient, Jiang Yu shudders.

The coffee table, the sofa, were empty without even a cup, a pillow, or a tablecloth. There was only an open book scribbled on the coffee table in the living room, with a pen crooked beside it.

Jiang Yu stepped forward and picked up the notebook.

Several chapters had been torn off on the flipped side, and the edges were pitted. The paper was the note that the other party used to leave a message for him, and faint traces of writing could be vaguely seen from the back page.

However, no matter which page is turned back, it is a simple time record sheet. The time for lunch and dinner is heavily circled, and there are small words on the side: black pepper beef cubes, boiled broccoli.

It's not like the neat and neat font on the note.

Horizontal and long strokes, flying hooks, flamboyant and phoenix dancing.

Jiang Yu lowered his eyes and patiently flipped through the entire booklet.

There are occasional supplementary recipes on the page, some times and dates are circled, but most of the times are crossed out by irritability.

Jiang Yu's thumb just pressed on a circle, and he stared at the date number for a while, recalling that it was the day when he received the delicious lunch box from the other party, and he also gave the other party a beautiful bouquet of sunflowers as a gift in return.

There is also a small smiling face and a round flower next to the circle.

The book was quickly flipped through, and there were actually only a few pages in the thick booklet, and if you look back, there are a lot of blanks.

Jiang Yu put the booklet back to its original position, turned around and took a few steps, and found an object covered by a velvet gray cloth at the corner of a blind area of ​​vision when entering a door.

The long and wide velvet gray cloth was propped up high and fell to the ground. The shape of the object was distinct, and it could be seen at a glance that it was a piano.

Mother Jiang Yue is good at playing the piano, she will play the piano in the warm sun and breeze on Sunday, her fingertips jumping on the black and white keys, and her long, straight black hair hangs down her cheeks.

The only and best student in her life was Pei Xiaobai.

Jiang Yu lifted a corner of the velvet gray cloth, and the covered piano body under the cloth was already a bit old, and the black spray paint had long lost its luster, but it was still wiped clean and covered with a thin layer of protective wax.

He didn't see the piano he remembered from the old days at Pei's house, and thinking that those cardboard boxes could only hold some small items, he thought that the piano had been sold by the original owner as early as that year.

It turned out that the piano was not sold.

It turned out that his mother Jiang Yue's piano was here.

It was difficult for Jiang Yu to express his feelings at the moment, he thought he would be surprised and surprised, but no, he was not surprised at all.

He wandered slowly about the house.

The pots and pans in the kitchen are still in the disinfection cabinet, a cake cup recipe is pasted next to the oven, a few wilted celery leaves are left in the refrigerator, and a few pots of cactus are planted on the balcony, growing strongly in the dry soil.

It's not so much a home.

But say this is a permanent hotel that has been evacuated.

Jiang Yu finally pressed the doorknob of Xihu's bedroom and walked in.

The bedroom finally had some traces of living in it.

The study room connected to the bedroom has been opened up and transformed into a spacious cloakroom, which is full of brand-name clothes with dust bags, custom-made watch racks, cufflinks area, and a floor-to-ceiling mirror on the entire wall.

The silk four-piece set on the bed only has half of the sunken marks, and the position and direction of the bed are very special. It does not fall in the sunny area, nor does it face north and south.

It's against a wall.

Jiang Yu took two steps forward, tilted his head and thought about it, put his ears on the wall, bent his knuckles and tapped on the wall, and there was a dull echo of "咚咚——".

It overlapped silently with the knocking under the moonlight that night.

The position of the bed was not good, so a long table replaced the space in front of the window. There was rarely a transparent glass vase on the table. The sunflowers inside were withered and yellow, and a circle of fine slag was dropped, but it was not thrown away by the host.

The chair is neither far nor near, and when you sit on it and look up, you can see the clear sky, the bright moon and stardust at night, and the scattered buildings in the distance.

A soft black cashmere inner coat was casually draped over the back of the chair. It was a familiar brand and classic style. Pei Xiaobai gave him a white one of the same style.

Jiang Yu pinched it up, sniffed it close to the tip of his nose, and only smelled the unique smell of faint dust.

Jiang Yu didn't smell the scent he expected, and Jiang Yu's knuckles pinching his collar turned white.

He opened the drawer of the desk, and there were a few flattened notes on the first layer.

That was his reply to "Neighbor Mr. Xiao", and the latest one is that he rejected the other party's suggestion of "single meals" and asked the other party what gender is it?

Beside the note was piled up with crumpled waste paper, and Jiang Yu unfolded them one by one.

Some of them read "It doesn't matter, just make an extra box lunch", "Is it because my cooking is not to your liking?", "I can learn other dishes, can you try it again?"

Then it became "What gender do you want me to be?", "...Beta.", "Is this important? Why did you suddenly ask this topic?"

Probably because he was not satisfied with his reply, he edited and corrected, and the balls of paper increased one by one. In the last ball of waste paper, Jiang Yu saw half a sentence that the other party had blacked out before finishing.

"If I were Alpha..."

The note that was not sent, the contact that was cut off suddenly, it's not that I don't want to communicate anymore, but I thought about it and thought about it, and after thinking about it, lying is wrong, and telling the truth is also a dead end.

Just like a withered sunflower, no matter how carefully it is maintained, it still decays day by day.

If I were an Alpha, who would you think this Alpha was, and would you think of me?Or are other Alphas okay, am I not the only exception?

Jiang Yu calmly kneaded the paper balls one by one.

He rested his chin on the table with one hand, dazed for a while, and slowly rubbed the fingertips of the other hand on the table, making a gesture of holding a pen.

After a long time, he opened the second drawer.

I thought there would be nothing in the second drawer, but to Jiang Yu's surprise, there was a stack of rolled-up colored advertising paper and a small ticket whose ink was beginning to blur.

The small ticket is a movie ticket, the public screening of "Morian's Dead End", the center of the prime time slot, and a ticket is hard to come by.

The ink marks naturally faded not so fast, and there were faint traces of two fingerprints on the edge.

Jiang Yu is no stranger to it, because he sat in that central position that night and finished watching Pei Xiaobai's

first work.

He "encountered" Pei Xiaobai again in the passage of that movie hall, and he asked Pei Xiaobai, "Pei Xiaobai, do you want to eat popcorn?"

Pei Xiaobai didn't eat the popcorn, it was spilled.

The rolled-up colored advertising paper has not faded, and it is an advertisement for a real estate agency.Jiang Yu still remembers that when he was in the hotel, he threw the receipt and the advertising paper into the trash can.

At that time, he didn't want Pei Xiaobai to know that he was looking for a house when he came back, and he didn't want Pei Xiaobai to see this movie ticket. He wanted Pei Xiaobai to stay away from his life, he wanted to leave Pei Xiaobai.

He said in front of Pei Xiaobai: "Throw away unimportant things."

Jiang Yu held the movie ticket and carefully pressed his fingertips on the original paper marks, thinking, no wonder he went to the trash can the next morning, only to find that the bag had been replaced with a new one, and the old one didn't know. missing.

It turns out here.

It's here.

Jiang Yu dialed another new landline number left on the intermediary's advertisement paper. After two beeps of "Didi——", the call was quickly connected.

"Yes, yes, are you looking for a house?"

"The house in Anyuan Jingyuan? Or the surrounding area?"

"Oh, boss, you are not a local, are you?"

"How can the houses there be leased to outsiders? That area is a high-end residence, so there are naturally special channels in the circle. We are doing mass business, so we really can't get on that line."

"Boss, do you want to consider other districts? You are looking for that land, not to mention renting it, the business has to be ranked. Whoever the boss says every inch of land is expensive, the house price is not cheap now, the rent there is at least less than There are two or three more zeros in your conditions."

Jiang Yu hung up the phone.

His face showed a little tiredness, and he lay on the table with his arms pillowed on his pillow, his brows were tightly furrowed, the line of his lips was also tightly tightened, and his nose was heavily inhaled and exhaled.

It's not that he didn't doubt it.

How can there be any cheap money in this world to take advantage of?How could there be such a high-quality and cheap house when he was looking for a place to live, but the owner was going abroad, and the owner had such a close and trusting relationship with Qiao Sen.

Why... He just moved here, and the two originally empty houses were immediately filled with people?Who else knows the taste of his diet and talks to him in the dead of night with the sound of knocking on the wall?

Qiao Sen was right, Pei Xiaobai did not have a home of his own.

But this doesn't mean that Pei Xiaobai doesn't have a house of his own.

Two... no, three, three houses!

Jiang Yu knew that if Pei Xiaobai said he could find a place for him when the two first met, he would 100% resolutely refuse, or even more than refuse, he would run away overnight with his luggage, to a corner where Pei Xiaobai could not find him.

Then it is impossible for him to find a more comfortable place to live, and it is impossible for him to settle down and cultivate in such a perfect environment.

It was difficult for Jiang Yu to understand his mood at the moment. He felt that the matter was extremely absurd, but there was a small voice in his heart saying, "Except for Pei Xiaobai, who else would know you so well?"

He actually felt that this was luck from heaven.

Jiang Yu raised his head suddenly, and opened the last drawer. His movement was so strong that most of the drawer was pulled open at once.

There was a sorted ziplock with a photo album inside and an alumni record book with the name of the middle school printed on it.

The bag was very narrow, and Jiang Yu only picked up the alumni records and memoirs for the first time.

The first page of the brochure is a graduation photo, the one where he was absent, and there was a vacancy beside Pei Xiaobai, where he should have been standing.

Teacher Tao said that Pei Xiaobai had promised to come back with him to get his graduation photo, but he didn't wait for this opportunity, so he went to see Teacher Tao himself.

At the back of the memory book are printed blank business cards of alumni of the same year. Students who have a good relationship will leave messages under each other's names, wishing each other a bright future and academic success.

Probably knowing that everyone is going their separate ways, Pei Xiaobai, who has always been alienated and indifferent, rarely accepts this friendly intimacy.

The memoirs are densely packed, filled with words of blessing, and occasionally, there are beautiful, cute, or dexterous small characters that write the best secret of youth - "I like you"

At this moment, Jiang Yu remembered Teacher Tao's words again.

Teacher Tao shook his head slowly, laughing at him that he couldn't see clearly, and that he was in the middle of it like a fog, "how can there be so many coincidences in this world?"

Jiang Yu flipped through the booklet, vaguely knowing what he was looking for.

He turned to the end, and turned to his own page as he wished. There was no photo, no address, no contact information, and only one name in the character column at the top.

His message page was not blank.

It is a big character with deep and firm strokes, it is flat, horizontal and vertical hooks, it is long and blunt, and it is Pei Xiaobai's handwriting.

—— "Jiang Yu, how long do I have to wait?"

——"How many years can I wait for you?"

The author says:

Remind everyone to take care of your dental health!

Decayed teeth should be filled early, and crooked wisdom teeth should be pulled out early. Don’t delay, it will cost money and energy in the end. By the time the tooth hurts, it will already be serious!