Right smell, wrong person

"His surname is Yu," the intermediary glanced at Yu Ding who was standing opposite him, and after obtaining his consent, said, "It's called Yu Ding."

"Sell." Lin Qingfeng gripped the phone tightly: "Original price."

Yu Ding was in a hurry, and frequently winked at the agent to ask him to give him the phone. The agent looked embarrassed and asked Lin Qingfeng on the other end of the phone: "Look, sir, the buyer here wants to talk to you."

"No," Lin Qingfeng resolutely refused: "If you have any requests, you can tell me directly, and I will agree."

"All agreed..." the agent repeated, and said, "Mr. Yu is a little anxious. He hopes to get the key to the house as soon as today... He can call you for the money."

"Okay," Lin Qingfeng said without the slightest hesitation, "I'll give you the address, and you can come here to pick up the keys now, but you can only come here alone." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

"How?" Yu Ding looked at Lin Qingfeng earnestly: "Did he agree? Did he provide the account number? I can transfer the money now."

"I didn't mention the money, but Mr. Lin said that I can give you the key." The intermediary was also a little puzzled: "You can get it now."

"Mr. Lin?" Yu Ding frowned: "What's his name?"

"I don't know the specifics," the agent said apologetically, "This client didn't want to disclose his name when he bought the house." After the agent groped for a while, the buyer here was curious about the person on the other side and asked Mr. Lin's name, Mr. Lin on the other end answered the phone and heard that the customer's surname was Yu, and then asked Mr. Yu's name. If there is nothing between these two people, who would believe it?But he is just an ordinary intermediary, not stupid enough to pry into the privacy of customers.

"I see." Although Yu Ding was puzzled, he put it down for the time being and said, "Then let's go get the key now."

"Mr. Yu, why don't you wait for me at the house?" The agent politely refused, "Mr. Lin said that I can only go alone. I agreed to him just now, so it's not good to change my mind temporarily. In case Mr. Lin disagrees... ...."

Yu Ding hesitated for a moment, and agreed. Although he was anxious, he was also afraid of offending Mr. Lin. Although he doubted that Mr. Lin was Lin Qingfeng, what if it wasn't?Yu Ding regretted selling his parents' house impulsively at the beginning, but now he has to buy it back no matter what.

After waiting at the gate of the community for more than half an hour, he saw the agent's car. Yu Ding rushed over excitedly and asked eagerly, "Have you got it?"

"I got it," the agent nodded, and got off after parking the car, and handed over the request to Yu Ding.

Yu decided on the result and took a look... He did not admit his mistake. This key was the one in his home. The house has been sold for several years. There is no reason for people who bought a house not to change the lock for so many years: "This key..."

"What's wrong?" Seeing Yu Ding stopped at the stairs, the intermediary turned to him and asked, "The key is wrong?"

"No," Yu Ding smiled, "It's this key...it was the key when I bought the house. Didn't Mr. Lin change the lock?"

It wasn't this intermediary that helped Yu Ding go through the formalities back then, that intermediary had already resigned, so I don't know. Hearing what Yu Ding said, the intermediary also felt a little strange: "Could it be that you remembered it wrong?"

"I have lived here for more than ten years, and I have used this key for more than ten years. How could I remember it wrong," Yu Ding said firmly, and after thinking about it, "What does Mr. Lin look like?"

The intermediary shook his head: "I didn't see it, he asked someone to deliver the key."

After finishing speaking, he didn't struggle any longer, but they were both curious. The two of them went upstairs faster. When they reached the door they hadn't seen for a long time, Yu Dingxin jumped uncontrollably and he even broke out a little sweat on his nervous forehead.

This is an old-fashioned community, and the houses are a bit dilapidated, even worse after so many years, Yu Ding looked up at the door, feeling resentful, but fortunately, the door was still the same.This place has carried too much of Yu Ding's youth and too many memories. He sold it on impulse back then, but came back every time he dreamed of it at midnight. It has been four years, and he has always wondered what it will look like. It is no longer Yu Ding. Once the home is settled and sold to someone else, it will become someone else's home. What will they add to it?Or maybe throw away all the old furniture?

Yu Ding's hand holding the key trembled slightly, he didn't know what kind of scene he would see when he opened the door.

The key couldn't be inserted into the keyhole for a long time. The intermediary saw Yu Ding's closeness to his hometown and reminded him in a warm voice: "Mr. Yu, don't be nervous. I don't think Mr. Lin has changed the lock, and the furnishings inside should not have changed much."

"En." Yu Ding responded in a low voice, took a deep breath, and finally inserted the key.

Kata, the door opens.

Yu Ding put his hand on the doorknob, turned it slightly, and pushed it in. The door opened, and Yu Ding's heart rose to his throat.

Just like hundreds of times when he opened the door to go home, the dilapidated shoe cabinet, the slightly yellowed sofa, some dusty electric lights, the messy and orderly kitchen...just like his parents were still alive.

The nose was sour, and two large tears fell from the eye sockets, falling on the floor of the expression, dizzy into two shallow water circles.

The intermediary stood beside Yu Ding, seeing his sad and nostalgic appearance, he couldn't bear to disturb him, and stood quietly aside.

Yu Ding put the key into the frame on the shoe cabinet as before, closed the door, walked in gently, looked here and there and touched it.After looking at every corner of the room, Yu Ding calmed down a little.

"There is no change here, nothing has changed." Yu Ding said slowly: "I think I know this Mr. Lin."

I also think you know each other. The intermediary was slandering in his heart, but he didn't say it. After thinking about it, he dialed the phone.

This time Mr. Lin arrived quickly.

"Mr. Lin, I'm sorry to bother you again..." the intermediary apologized with a smile, and was about to start talking about business, when the other side spoke first: "You give Yu Ding the phone number."

The intermediary obeyed obediently.

"Lin Qingfeng." Yu Ding held up the phone and cut straight to the point: "You were the one who bought this house back then."

"It's me," Lin Qingfeng admitted resolutely, but his voice was a little uneasy: "I'm just...just afraid that if you want to buy it back...don't be angry...I... …”

"I'm not angry." Yu Ding looked at the peeling skin on the wall, and said in a rare gentle voice, "Thank you."

Lin Qingfeng was so flattered that he almost didn't even hold the phone: "It's okay.....no...you don't need to thank me..."

"In this case," Yu Ding didn't have the desire to talk nonsense with Lin Qingfeng: "When will you have time to settle the account."

"No need," Lin Qingfeng sighed: "This house has not been transferred at the beginning, I keep the house book, tomorrow...today is also fine, I will send it to you."

Yu Ding was really stunned for a moment, and his words were faster than his heart: "Lin Qingfeng, is it because of guilt?"

"If it's just guilt..." Lin Qingfeng was silent for a moment: "It's fine."

Listening to the hurried tone on the phone, Lin Qingfeng smiled wryly, if it was just guilt, then the two of them would not have tortured each other until now after the divorce agreement was signed.

After listening to the intermediary, he was completely dumbfounded. He couldn’t earn the intermediary fee for his feelings. He has been tossing for so long, and he blamed himself. He didn’t inquire clearly when he took the order. The husband called, who knew that such an oolong would happen.

Yu Ding still thanked the agency today, anyway, he swiped the card given by Lin Qingfeng casually, and paid him a lot of agency fees, the little agency was as happy as something, thanked Yu Ding and left.

Yu Ding is going to sleep at home this night. Although no one has lived in this house for a long time, the room is clean and tidy, and there is no dust on the floor. When I open the closet, there are a few clothes left here that still have the fragrance of laundry detergent. Out of high school pajamas, bowed his head in thought.

He hadn't used a mobile phone before, but today, for convenience, Yu Ding bought one before looking for an intermediary, sitting on the bed, holding the mobile phone, thinking for a long time, and finally did not broadcast the familiar call.

Lin Qingfeng must have guessed that Yu Ding would not return to the hotel. The thank you on the phone just now made him feel much better in the past few days. He unexpectedly had a good sleep that night. For Lin Qingfeng who hasn't closed his eyes for a long time, it is like rain after a long drought.

In the following days, neither of them contacted anyone. After Yu Ding stayed at home, he bought a lot of things. He lay on the sofa and thought about the future. Advertisement, Yu Ding walked in.

Successfully became an apprentice in the dessert house, Yu Ding felt very peaceful in his heart. After a few months like this, apart from worrying that Lin Qingfeng would come to him at first, now he was confused. He was surprised that Lin Qingfeng did not I took the initiative to find myself, and I couldn't tell what I felt for a while.

There must be a sigh of relief, but sometimes something that I was very defensive suddenly relaxes, maybe I am not used to it?

Standing in a daze behind the counter, some customers came to the door, Yu Ding came back to his senses, not thinking about those miscellaneous things, who cares about him, the soldiers will always come to block, and the water will cover up.

Lin Qingfeng also wanted to stay by Yu Ding's side. After staying in Miancheng for a short time, he was transported back by Xu Ming's private plane. Now that the pheromone storm is getting worse, he was admitted to the hospital when he returned to Haishi. Knowing that he injected Yu Ding's blood into his glands, it relieved Lin Qingfeng's pain.

The family members stood by Lin Qingfeng's bed and were so worried that they didn't know what to do. The first thing this stubborn donkey wanted to do was either to be moved or glad that he was able to wake up. The first thing he said was: "Where did the blood come from?"

Lin Qingshan was so angry that he stretched out his finger and pointed it in the air, hating that the iron could not become steel: "Where can we do it? You treat him like an eyeball, and we dare to get blood on him? Yu decided to go The two of you made that mess in the ward before, fortunately Doctor Ren was careful and collected the blood on the ground and processed it, otherwise I think you can still wake up?"

Lin Qingfeng put his forehead back into his stomach: "That's good."

"Just do it, I think it's better to kill the other." Lin Qingshan said bitterly.He has no choice but to persuade and persuade, and to think of a way, but it seems to be useless now, so let these two people toss.