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"We have all kinds of houses, first-hand, second-hand, rented. As long as you like, you can guarantee that you are satisfied." The young lady of the real estate agency said with a polite look, but with a little disgust on her face.

"Let's take a look first." Du Miao said.

The walls of the real estate agency are full of houses of large and small sizes. With Du Miao's current ability, he will definitely not be able to afford it, so he naturally chooses to rent a house more cost-effective.

He took Wanrou to the rental wall, but after seeing the rental information on the wall, his face became a little ugly.

He only costs 10,000 yuan. When he was shopping, he bought Wanrou's favorite dress and spent 1,000 yuan. The two of them also bought some daily necessities. After seven or eight, they had already spent nearly 3,000 yuan. Now there is only less than 7,000 yuan left.

Most of the rental information on the panel wall is around 3,000 yuan, and it is a deposit of one and three yuan. It is impossible to afford an ordinary house.

He regretted not getting more money at the ATM yesterday, and he would not be in a mess now.

The money now doesn’t feel the same as money. The number of 10,000 looks quite large, but I can’t buy anything when I spend it.

"Husband, I don't like the houses here very much. I think these houses are spacious and beautiful, but they are not as warm as our old house. And you see that there are so many people in this house, and they don't know each other's neighbors and outside. Living in it is definitely not as comfortable as an old house. As the saying goes, a golden nest is not as good as a doghouse." Wanrou said, holding Du Miao's tightly held arm.

"Okay, everything will be followed by you." Du Miao nodded and left the agency with Wanrou.

The sales lady opened her mouth, as if hearing these remarks in this society was like seeing rare animals.

Several salesmen in the house also looked at Wanrou and were extremely surprised.

How could they not know that the woman was going to give her husband the steps? The two of them dressed up like people who could afford to rent a high-end residential community.

But what the woman said was like giving all the men who were working hard, and it was the sugar that few people in this cruel society could warm their hearts.

When I saw her, I seemed to remember someone who was willing to accompany you to eat noodles with water and was as happy as before when I was young.

"What are you pretending if you don't have money? I'm wasting so much saliva." The sales lady's face lengthened and she glanced at the two people leaving at the door.

The gap between people is obvious. The young lady's angry words immediately made several men feel unhappy.

"Mingjia, clean up the things." The sales manager looked at the sales lady with a gloomy face.

"Okay, manager." Mingjia nodded subconsciously and responded, then he was slightly stunned: "Manager, what am I cleaning up."

"Go to the financial checkout, you won't use it tomorrow." said the manager.

"Ah?" Mingjia was stunned and felt inexplicably so why did she let her leave.

"This...why is this, manager." Mingjia asked.

"Don't let me say it again." The manager scolded.

"There must be a reason. You can't drive me for no reason... I don't have the money to buy clothes or cosmetics without a job."

"roll!"

The manager stopped talking and walked towards the inner room coldly. Mingjia's curse like a shrew came from the hall.

He didn't smile, took out his wallet from his lining pocket, opened the bottom layer of the mezzanine, and saw a yellowed photo, a photo of him taking a photo with a girl.

There was a piece of candy around him once, but he lost her.

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On the park lawn.

"Will you blame me if you haven't found a house?" Du Miao said in a low and hoarse voice as he pulled Wanrou's little hand tightly.

If a man can't give the best one he loves, he feels very useless.

"No." Wanrou shook her head, snuggled up on Du Miao's shoulder, and smiled with a smile: "As long as you can be with you, nothing matters."

After hearing this, Du Miao's eyes turned red and he couldn't help but hug his wife on his shoulders.

"Wow, so many fat butterflies."

At this moment, a trendy girl dressed in a pair of ponytails ran from the two of them to the lawn not far away, and her little hands kept grabbing the butterflies flying in the air.

The little girl looks like a porcelain doll, and her facial features are quite delicate, so cute that she can't help but want to hug her.

Du Miao felt sad. It was said that the little girl was an angel sent by God and her husband's lover in his previous life. As long as she saw her innocent smile, all the sadness would become motivation.

Du Miao looked straight at the little girl catching butterflies for a long time, and then at his wife who was lying in her arms as quiet as a picture.

It would be great if they could have a child too.

Unfortunately, they don't have this right.

Wanrou has no ability to have children.

He had a secret hidden in his heart for a long time. He did not dare to speak up or let his wife know.

He was very afraid that after he said this secret, he would lose her forever.

Du Miao sat on the lawn, his eyes moved from the little girl to the few butterflies flying in the air. His heart felt sad and his arms hugged Wanrou even tighter.

"Brother, can you do me a favor?" A man with a clear and slightly magnetic voice suddenly rang from the side.

There were many people walking in the park, and Du Miao thought that the person was calling someone else.

"Thank you for a favor," the voice asked again.

Wanrou looked up and saw a handsome and clean young man standing behind her.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Du Miao immediately stood up and asked.

"That's right. I'm from the BioSpecimen Association. I just caught a very strange butterfly. I want you to take a photo for me. Well, take a photo with it. Look, this one." The visitor stretched out his hand and spread it open. There was a butterfly with deep blue wings in his palm. The butterfly seemed to have a faint breath, and his wings kept rushing, but he couldn't fly.

When Du Miao saw the butterfly, his face gradually became a little complicated.

"Wow, it's so beautiful, where did you catch it... Hey, is it injured?" Wanrou said.

"Miss has such a good eye. You must be a person who likes butterflies very much. If you like butterflies, you can join our specimen association." said the handsome man.

"What is the specimen?" Wanrou asked.

Although she has roughly become familiar with some common sense of life in the human world, many things are learned temporarily, such as the biological specimens in front of her, which is the first time she has heard of.

"Specimens are used to treat animals and plants in various ways to preserve them for a long time and try to maintain their original appearance. They can be provided as exhibitions, demonstrations, education, identification, verification and other various research functions in the future." The man looked cliché, and then pointed to the butterfly in his palm and continued: "It is rare like this blue-winged butterfly. For future research, we will make specimens first."

"Butterflies can't live for a long time." Wanrou said.

"You are right, so we need to decompose the butterfly's wings, branches, bodies, and antennae one by one, and then use special preservatives to prevent it from rotting, then fix it on the drawing board with nails or glue, and then air-dry and shape it so that it can preserve the most perfect posture for future generations." The handsome man said.

"Ah?" Wanrou was extremely surprised and said worriedly: "Will this be too cruel? Such a beautiful little life?"

"In fact, it will not live long without making a specimen. One of its wings has been broken. Look, it is almost falling off." The man pointed to one of the wings of the blue butterfly and said.

"It's so pitiful..."

"Oh, the weather is a bit bad, otherwise you can take better photos to remember. By the way, please take a photo for me." The handsome man said.

Wanrou nodded, and was about to get the man's digital camera, but Du Miao pulled her away with a gloomy face.

"You ask others for help, we have something to do." After saying that, Du Miao pulled Wanrou and walked quickly outside the park.

The handsome man was not angry or surprised, but instead showed a strange smile.

Du Miao walked very quickly, his face was gloomy and complicated emotions flashed in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" Wanrou asked.

Du Miao continued to speed up, and Wanrou followed behind, as if she had not heard her voice.

"husband."

After shouting twice in a row, Du Miao came to his senses.

"Do you have something to worry about?" Wanrou said to Du Miao, whose face was a little abnormal.

"No, don't worry too much. It's getting late, go home." Du Miao explained palely.

"No, tell me in your eyes that you have something to hide from me." Wanrou has always been gentle and virtuous, and has always been able to understand the difficulty of her husband very much, but for some reason, she was inexplicably confused. It was not because of Du Miao's attitude, but because of the butterfly with broken wings.

She didn't know where this depressing feeling came from, as if some uneasy feeling was lingering in her heart, and she couldn't tell the reason.

She was also shocked by herself, how could she question her husband in this tone?

Du Miao stopped and turned to look at his wife. His eyes were no longer calm, and there was a sense of regret and guilt.

He didn't know whether he should tell Wanrou the truth.

He would rather be buried in the deepest part of such a cruel truth forever and never uncover the ugly scar.

"I know you have a hard time, but no matter how hard it is, you are tired, and no matter how unworthy it is, I will be with you, right? Tell me if there are any difficulties, let's take responsibility together, okay?" Wanrou said.

Looking at her wife, she is so beautiful and so gentle.

Even if there are thousands of difficulties, she has no complaints.

Do you really want to let her down and spend the rest of your life with her with that huge lie?

Are you worthy of her?

"Do you want to live with this lie forever? Do you really think that the personality puppet you imagined can perfectly replace her former self? Do you think that everything you are doing now is for her?" A voice suddenly broke in.

It was the man who just took photos with him.

Du Miao looked at the man in surprise, with two women and one man behind him.

Fairy spirit!

The four people were surrounded by fairy spirit.

He understood.

It turned out that I had been targeted by the demon-subduing Arhat.

Wanrou stared at Zhu Mingtong and the other four in confusion. She couldn't understand what Zhu Mingtong said just now.
Chapter completed!