"Clang!"

Zhou Yao opened the door reluctantly and thought to himself: "What are the old lady doing again... It's true. I'll pay her back when I get my salary, so as not to let this guy pay for it in the future..."

The landlord's wife was holding a basket of fruits and looking at Zhou Yao with a smile on her face.

"Madam... are you?"

Before Zhou Yao could finish his words, the landlord's wife squeezed in through the crack in the door.

Zhou Yao gritted his teeth and thought to himself that he was finished.

The landlord’s wife put the fruit on the table and turned around and laughed: “Xiao Zhou! I heard that you have officially signed a contract with a big website? That’s the editor…”

"screenwriter…"

"Ah! Yes! Screenwriter!"

As he said that, the landlord sat down naturally.

Sweat came out from Zhou Yao's forehead and thought to himself: "Did you already treat this as your own home?! So natural..."

"What the hell is he going to do?..."

Just as Zhou Yao's puzzled eyes, the landlord's wife suddenly took out the tissue from her bag, pulled out one and put it on the edge of her eyes. After half a day, she squeezed out two tears: "Xiao Zhou!! You can't forget your sister when you become prosperous in the future!! Sister... Life is ~ bitter~ ah ah ah ah!"

In a few seconds, the landlord's wife turned from a spring breeze to a loud cry.

This cry scared Zhou Yao. He hurried over and asked with concern: "Madam, what's wrong, are you?... If you have something to say, don't cry?"

At this moment, he thought to himself: "Last time seduced me, this time I'm here, will I just have a plan to do it?!"

"My sister is so lucky. She married a man who doesn't love me!!"

The landlord's wife continued howling.

"I was an aunt before, but now I'm a sister? I'm drunk too..."

Although he was extremely reluctant, Zhou Yao still pretended to be comforted.

"Sister... say carefully...what is wrong??"

However, before Zhou Yao could ask about it, the landlord's wife cried even more sadly. What's even more terrifying was that she actually leaned her head forward a little, as if she wanted to pounce on Zhou Yao's arms.

"Not good! I've been trapped!"

Zhou Yao was shocked and was about to dodge, suddenly there was a crackling sound in the corridor. Zhou Yao was attracted by the sound and turned to look over. The landlord's wife rushed out and her cry stopped abruptly.

"Oh! This damn girl! I have told her not to make too much noise if she moves here tonight!"

For a moment, the landlord's wife seemed to remember something, cursed and stood up and walked towards the door.

Zhou Yao let out a long sigh, thinking that the old woman's stereotype was too serious... But no matter who it was, the person who created this sound finally saved his life.

A few seconds later, the landlord's wife's reproaching voice came from the corridor: "It's a big night! Why are you so careless? It has affected the residents and has ruined other people's good things!"

When Zhou Yao heard this, cold sweat came out from his back: "Good thing? Could it be that this old witch is going to do that kind of thing to me..."

Another voice then came: "Sorry, sister... I have too many things. I just slid down the stairs when I was not careful..."

Zhou Yao was stunned. He seemed to have heard this sound somewhere. He immediately rushed out into the corridor.

"Zhang Xiaoqing!!?"

Seeing the person squatting in the corridor picking up things, Zhou Yao was surprised and happy. He felt that this scene was like a script he wrote himself. The person in front of him was Zhang Xiaoqing, a short-haired girl with helpless face.

When he heard someone calling him, Zhang Xiaoqing raised his head and looked up, showing the same expression as Zhou Yao: "Ah?? Zhou... Screenwriter Zhou? Why are you here?"

Faced with such a dramatic coincidence, Zhou Yao ran down happily, pointed to his door and said excitedly: "I'll live here, 502, look!"

"Oh! That's a coincidence! I'll live next to you! 501!"

Zhang Xiaoqing became happy in an instant.

“501?”

Zhou Yao turned around and looked: "Isn't that the house where Li Yue lived before?"

"Yes, yes! It's Brother Li Yue's, it's so good! I moved out yesterday and sublet the house I lived in before to me at a low price!"

Hearing this, Zhou Yao suddenly felt uncomfortable and thought to himself: "It's Li Yue again... This guy, he obviously has no shame to continue renting it, and he still has to find someone to take care of him... It turns out that he is a black-hearted man..."

Thinking of Li Yue, Zhou Yao realized that the landlord’s wife was holding her hands and looking at him and Zhang Xiaoqing with an unhappy look: “Oh, are you meeting an acquaintance? Have you finished talking?”

The two of them grew up embarrassedly, looked at the landlord's wife and looked at the debris scattered on the ground, and quickly squatted down to clean up.

Before his scene began, he was interrupted by Cheng Yaojin who came out halfway, and Zhou Yao also had a great conversation with this beautiful little girl.

Looking at everything in the corridor, the landlord's face turned blue. In order to vent his dissatisfaction, he had to shout and rebuke: "If there is such noisy situation again next time, I'm sorry, little girl! Please move out, I won't welcome you here!"

After saying that, he walked downstairs without looking back, and kicked away the little doll that rolled out of Zhang Xiaoqing's luggage.

"you……!"

Just as Zhang Xiaoqing was about to speak, Zhou Yao stopped her and signaled that it was important to pack up first.

Zhang Xiaoqing had no choice but to complain: "Who is this...?" Then he packed up with Zhou Yao's help.

Half an hour later, the two brought everything upstairs. Before Zhou Yao left, Zhang Xiaoqing gave him his beloved doll, a cute Doraemon, to thank him.

Zhou Yao returned to the room with the cute little thing with joy. He wanted to play games and go to bed, but Zhang Xiaoqing's lovely smile kept replaying in his mind. For a moment, he felt a wonderful story. He opened the book and wrote:

In the early morning, the short-haired girl who had just moved home got up early and was ready to welcome a wonderful day with a brand new mood.

However, when she embarked on the way to work, the sky was shining brightly, and in an instant, heavy rain dripped down at the girl.

The short-haired girl did not bring an umbrella, so she had to rush to a remote eaves on the side of the road to prepare to shelter from the rain. Unexpectedly, the thunder was getting heavier and there was no sign of the rain stopping.

As it was about to go to work, the girl stomped her feet in anxiety as she looked at her face.

"It's really... this weather is so bad this time... Not only can't eat breakfast, but you have to be late for work... What should I do!!"

Just as the girl was complaining, a piece of chocolate with rain was handed to her.

When the girl looked up, she found that in front of her was her neighbor and colleague - a company screenwriter holding an umbrella and covered in soaking bodies!

Judging from his appearance, this boy probably fell back in the rain for some reason to get an umbrella...

Thinking that the two were neighbors, the girl suddenly understood something...

"Didn't you have breakfast? I heard... it's better with chocolate on rainy days!"

The boy smiled warmly while speaking. The girl widened her eyes and a trace of warmth flashed through her heart. She looked at the boy affectionately, and tears of emotion flowed out of her eyes.

over.

"Oh, it's so stingy..."

The moment he put down his pen, Zhou Yao raised his hand and wiped the saliva that was about to flow out.

"What a perfect encounter! I'm such a fucking genius!"

Zhou Yao closed the notebook intoxicatedly, hummed a romantic symphony in his mouth, took off his clothes while gesturing in dancing, turned off the lights and went to bed, looking forward to tomorrow morning.
Chapter completed!