Ding, your little fool is online

After Yuan Xing hung up the phone, he wiped his hands again, sat on the sofa and waited for the landlord to help refill the water bill. Wang Yuyang stood in front of the window and answered the call with a headset.

The hardware facilities in this house are not good, and the water and electricity are cut off at every turn.Yuan Xing didn't know how to check the balance of electricity and water bills. Every time there was a water or power outage, he would call and send text messages to the landlord to help him recharge.

Therefore, he didn't know whether it was a power outage or a meter trip, and he would pay a lot of extra money every time he paid the rent, most of which were unnecessary.

But the little fool didn't know.

After a while, Yuan Xing's cell phone vibrated, he looked down, then went to twist the valve on the water pipe, and when he was about to continue washing the dishes, he was stopped by Wang Yuyang.

"Sit down, Xiao Yuanxing." Wang Yuyang walked to the sink and rolled up his sleeves, "There is something delicious in the paper bag on the coffee table over there, go and have a look."

Before he came back, he put the packaged roses in a kraft paper bag and didn't give them to Yuan Xing directly.

"Ah."

It's just that Yuan Xing was full of thoughts, so he only answered absent-mindedly, and didn't look at the paper bag over there. He sat on the sofa with his head down and picked his fingers, thinking about the rent in the sound of splashing water.

Yuan Xing ran to the cabinet, opened the drawer and found the housing contract at that time.

The word "Yuan Xing" was written crookedly in the column of Party B, and he moved his eyes to the column of date.

The house was rented from June last year, when the agent told him to sign for a year.Yuan Xing broke his fingers and thought about it. In any case, it will not be due until June next year. At the beginning of March, he still has to pay the house for the last three months, so he has been worried about being taken away by Yuan Hongming. 6 dollars.

But now it is not only the loophole of 2000 yuan that weighs on him, but also the increase in rent has added a mountain to his heart.

Although the contract stated in black and white how much the rent would be for a year within the period, the landlord just bullied him and didn't understand anything, otherwise he wouldn't have to charge him more money every time the water and electricity were cut off.

Yuan Xing did the math, and there were only more than 20 days left before the next rent payment.

If, if you have to... Yuan Xing pursed his lips, planning to put the contract back.

He could only borrow a little money from Sister Yueyue, and then repay it slowly, so that he would have a lot more money without giving money to his family in the future.

Unexpectedly, when the drawer was opened, footsteps came from behind.Yuan Xing hurriedly threw the contract in and quickly closed the drawer.

Turning around, he found that Wang Yuyang was standing behind him, took out a piece of paper, wiped his hands, and looked down at him suspiciously: "What is Xiao Yuanxing hiding?"

Yuan Xing stood up, hands behind his back: "No, nothing."

Wang Jianyang threw the ball of paper into the trash can, seeing his obedient appearance, he didn't think much about it and asked him no questions. He touched his head and raised his mouth unintentionally: "Really? But the sentence just now didn't make sense." Stuttering, Xiao Yuanxing."

Yuan Xing was taken aback, lowered his head, and said in an unclear tone: "Yes, is there?"

"Yes." Wang Jianyang said, "I'm stuttering again."

"I, I also don't know." Yuan Xing stammered, after all, he didn't stutter when telling lies, but he didn't even realize it.

Now he only prayed that Mr. Happy didn't see that contract, and didn't see his embarrassment.

Thinking of this, Yuan Xing forgot to get up and look through the bag, and Wang Yuyang also left in a hurry because of the company's business, so naturally he also forgot the kraft paper bag containing the roses.

The roses are left to dry, hidden in the shadows, gradually withering, and no one knows when they are old.

The annual holidays in the catering industry are short, and Yuan Xing has returned to work in hot pot restaurants since then.After work, he couldn't spend as much time with Mr. Happy as he did a few days ago.

Without the work of the foundation, Yuan Xing can usually sleep until noon, and he has to go to work not long after waking up, so it is not easy for Wang Yuyang to come to his house in the morning, so he has to agree to pick Yuan Xing back from work at night, and take the opportunity to send him back to his house. Take a short break at home.

Yuan Xing can also get a pinch of the face or a pat on the head at this time, which can be regarded as comfort from a tiring day.

Although Shengxing Entertainment has not started work yet, the cooperation project with the Fengguang Foundation was launched during the Chinese New Year. It needs daily background monitoring data to make a summary report, plus app maintenance, etc. The employees still need to be in the company every day. Report progress within the project group.

In the few days of the Chinese New Year, Wang Jianyang was lazy at work because he took care of Yuan Xing, so he was extremely busy these few days, and he simply stayed in the company without anyone for a day or two.

Faced with the computer all day long, my shoulders and neck ached. When I was driving, I held the steering wheel and stretched my arms. I felt uncomfortable everywhere. There were few cars on the streets late at night, so Wang Yuyang slowed down the speed and drove very slowly.

During the daytime today, there were a lot of customers in the hot pot restaurant, and some colleagues were still at home and did not return in time. Apart from distributing snacks at the door, Yuan Xing had to go to the store to order food from time to time, and go to the back kitchen to serve the food.

At this time, the warm air was turned on in the car, the speed was steady, Mr. Happy was beside him, and Yuan Xing, who had unburdened himself, soon fell asleep.

When he got downstairs, Yuan Xing was still sleeping soundly under the blanket, Wang Yuyang took a few glances, stretched out his hand to tuck him up, and gently closed the door by himself to go out to smoke.

The spark that had just crushed the cigarette butt, the car door was opened with a "crash--" and Yuan Xing rubbed his eyes inside: "Open, Mr. Happy."

Wang Yuyang put his hands in his pockets, and walked quickly to the car door: "Go up, it's too cold outside."

The heavy snow that fell in the past few days has not completely melted, and the temperature is still very low today.

Yuan Xing got out of the car cautiously, and moved his steps slowly so as not to let the slush under his feet splash on Wang Yuyang's pants.Today, when he was getting off the bus at work, he was in a hurry, and he accidentally spilled slush on someone else's clothes. The man was wearing white clothes, and grabbed him, and Yuan Xing apologized several times before he was able to leave the bus stand.

"Go up." Wang Yuyang patted his head, "Did you eat candy, Xiao Yuanxing? Remember to brush your teeth."

After Yuan Xing went upstairs, Wang Yuyang still leaned against the car and did not leave. He used to wait downstairs until Yuan Xing went upstairs to turn on the light, and then turned off the light before leaving.

However, today, Wang Jianyang smoked two cigarettes downstairs and did not wait for the lights in the house to turn on.

Did you go back to sleep right away?

Wang Jianyang crushed out the cigarette butt, stared at the small window on the fifth floor with serious eyes, and planned to wait.

But after a while, the lights in the corridor turned on, turned off after a while, and then turned on again, and this happened several times, which made Wang Yuyang very puzzled.

He couldn't help sending Yuan Xing a message asking him if he was asleep and why the lights weren't turned on in the room.

Yuan Xing replied in seconds: The ones who haven't slept yet are the ones who ran out of electricity and water in the house, but I'm already there and called the landlord brother outside the door to help me pay for electricity and water, no problem, It will be fine in a while.

Just now Yuan Xing did not turn on the light, it seems that it can be explained by the lack of electricity, Wang Yuyang can also understand it, but it cannot be understood if there is no water. Didn’t you just pay the water bill a few days ago?

Even if you only pay 10 yuan for water, you won't be able to use it so quickly.

Thinking about it, Wang Yuyang locked the car and went upstairs, intending to see what was going on, the water and power cuts were too frequent.

When Yuan Xing opened the door, he was very surprised to see Wang Yuyang outside the door: "Open, Mr. Happy, you didn't leave?"

Wang Yuyang still smelled of tobacco, so he stood at the door and asked, "Where are the electricity and water meters?"

Yuan Xing tilted his head and didn't understand: "What, what is it?"

The lights in the corridor happened to be on, and an iron box on the wall beside him came into the corner of the eye.Generally, the electric meter in the old residential area will be inlaid on the side facing the stairs, but it is a pity that this iron box is locked by a very bulky lock.

Wang Qianyang looked at the electric meter at the house opposite Yuan Xing, and the small iron gate opened as soon as he pulled it.

"Did you lock it?" he asked.

"No, no." Yuan Xing shook his head, he didn't even know what this was.

Wang Yuyang frowned. In order to check the electricity consumption and balance, the electricity meter is generally not locked. I made a special trip down a few floors to take another look.

From the first floor to the fifth floor, only the electric meter of Motoko's house was locked.

Yuan Xing looked at the panting Wang Yuyang who went downstairs and then went upstairs again, and tilted his head in doubt: "Mr. Happy, you, what's wrong with you?"

In the end there is something that cannot be seen, so the meter is locked up on purpose.

The water meter is just below the sink, and it clearly shows the tonnage balance, so it is impossible to run out of water.

"Xiao Yuanxing." Wang Yuyang turned his head and looked at Yuanxing, "You just said that the landlord will help you pay the utility bills?"

"Yeah." Yuan Xing nodded, "Yes, yes, it will be fine in a while, soon, Mr. Happy, don't worry."

Instead, it comforted him.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Xing's phone buzzed twice. It was a message from the landlord. Wang Yuyang couldn't help but glanced at it—"The electricity and water bills are all paid for you. You can use the old method to twist it. The total is 53." , credited to your account."

So I saw Yuan Xing walked to the cabinet, and labored to dig out the back of the cabinet with his hands, only to hear a crisp "pop", and the light in the room was turned on.Then he squatted under the sink again, reached out and twisted the valve on the rusty pipe back and forth. After a few muffled sounds came from the pipe, he turned the faucet, and the water flowed out.

In fact, every time it was just tripping and pipe blockage, but Yuan Xing didn't know how many times he was cheated and how much money he spent in the first six months of living here.

"Mr. Happy, look, here, the phone is coming, and the water is coming." Yuan Xing said cheerfully, rubbing his little cold hands.

Wang Yuyang walked around to the cabinet and took a few glances, and found that there was an electric switch behind it, combined with the water meter whose numbers were about to overflow, it became clear.

He took a deep breath and asked, "Xiao Yuanxing, every time the water and electricity are cut off, you will send a message to the landlord, and then he will help you pay the utility bills, will you pay?"

"Yeah, yum." Yuan Xing nodded hastily, "Fang, the landlord brother, you help me every time, soon, soon the call will come."

"Every time?" Wang Jianyang's forehead twitched when he heard it.

"Well, very, many times." Yuan Xing said with an extremely innocent face.

Wang Yuyang grabbed the corner of the table with one hand, the veins on the back of his hand were bulging, he gritted his teeth, and a surge of anger rose from the bottom of his heart.

Yuan Xing's monthly salary was not high before. After saving the rent, food and clothing, there are still scum sucking blood, and the remaining money is not much, and the landlord is often cheated.

Now the scum has no reason to suck blood...

Frowning between the brows, the gully was full of hostility, Wang Yuyang's heart was surging with anger, wishing he could drag that landlord out of some corner of the capital right now, beat him up, and drag him to Yuan Xing to apologize and compensate him.

Seeing Wang Yuyang's angry face, Yuan Xing hurriedly asked, "Happy, what's wrong with Mr. Happy? No, aren't you happy?"

Thinking that Yuan Xing was still here, Wang Yuyang quickly suppressed his anger: "Yuan Xing, do you know where your landlord lives?"

Yuan Xing shook his head: "I, I don't know, but the landlord brother will, will come at the end of the month to collect the rent."

"Okay." Wang Yuyang patted his head, "It's getting late, hurry up and go to bed Xiao Yuanxing, if there is another water and electricity cutoff, there is no need to call the landlord, you can just use the old method."

Yuan Xing was puzzled: "No, if you don't pay, what?"

"Be obedient." Wang Yuyang took his hand away, "Mr. Kaixin cast a spell on you, just do it."

"Yeah." Yuan Xing nodded dubiously.

A few days later, Yuan Xing's house had another power outage. This time, remembering what Wang Jianyang said, he touched the back of the cabinet and turned the switch, and the light bulb turned on.

He happily sent a text message to Wang Yuyang, saying that Mr. Happy's magic had worked.

Listening to his joyful voice, Wang Jianyang couldn't help softening his brows and eyes, coaxed him softly, and was happy with him.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Yuyang looked at the calendar on the desk, which showed that there were still more than ten days until the end of February.

more than ten days...

After pinching the space between his brows, he tapped his index finger on the desktop. After thinking for a while, he picked up his phone and rummaged through the address book, finding someone and saying something.

More than ten days, whether it is fast or slow, it quickly changed to the end of the month.

In the past few days, Wang Yuyang has been asking Yuan Xing whether he has paid the rent on the sidelines, and Yuan Xing has always answered honestly that he has not yet.

But both of them have their own minds.

One wanted to help the other party teach the bad guys a lesson, recover the cheated money, and work harder to let him live with him, get up early and pull him into his arms to take care of him.The other is full of worries, worrying that he can't pay the rent, and if he ends up on the street...it doesn't matter, after all, he also sleeps through the bridge hole when the economy is the most difficult.

However, there are still two days before the end of the month...

The employees of the company had already left the company after six o'clock, but the lights of the operation team were still on. Wang Yuyang sat in front of the computer to handle the work, working overtime while waiting for Yuan Xing to get off work.

Because Yuan Xing got off work late, Wang Yuyang had been working overtime at the company every day, and Yuan Xing was busy, so he couldn't get through several calls.

Just after replying to an email, the icon of the chat software jumped several times, feeling bored, Wang Yuyang opened the chat bar.

It was a group message sent by a colleague who had left the company.

——"When I just went out, I saw a child standing at the door of our company, looking into our door all the time, so I asked him what's the matter."

——"In the end, the kid said he was looking for Mr. Happy. I wondered if there was no such person in our company hahaha, so I asked him if he was Mr. Zhang who always smiled happily in the company next door, but the kid said it was our company Yes, I think who is happy in our company who works overtime every day, hahaha."

Wu Xiaomao: Did I make you work overtime after the next year? [little hairy angry]

The group regarded this news as a chat in daily life, but Wang Jianyang immediately stood up when he saw this news, before he had time to put on his coat, knocked down the chair behind him, and ran out in a hurry.

After pressing the door lock, a gust of wind came from the hallway.

At the end of February, although the shadows of spring could be seen, the coldness of winter still persisted. When the wind blew, Wang Yuyang couldn't help shivering.

The corridor was pitch-black, only the green light of the emergency exit and the light behind him.

Wang Qianyang tentatively called out, "Yuan Xing?"

Immediately afterwards, a faint voice came from the corner of the floor: "Mr. Happy?"

It was Motoko's voice.

Wang Jianyang opened the company door, followed the sound and quickly walked to the corner of the floor, the sound of footsteps echoed in the empty corridor.

On the eleventh floor of the office building, only one company, Shengxing Entertainment, was still lit. The light from behind slanted in the corridor, dividing the dark corridor in two.Wang Jianyang walked in the light, while Yuan Xing's voice came out from the darkness.

"Yuan Xing." Wang Jianyang called out again, with anxiety coming out of his voice.

Before he had time to walk into the darkness, Yuan Xing came out, obviously anxious, but his eyes were reddish again.

"Mr. Happy..." Yuan Xing called in a low voice with aggrieved tone.

"I, I've been here for a long time, you are so cold, why did you come out..."