Ning Chunyan stared at him with an extremely serious expression.

"You just said it smells good, what kind of fragrance do you mean specifically?"

Seeing that Ning Chunyan's thoughts were getting more and more flying, Wang Zixu quickly pulled her back.

"Don't be too outrageous. She and I are just roommates."

"oh."

Ning Chunyan thought for a while and then came back to her senses: "You are outrageous. How can you buy a house with someone of the opposite sex and live together? Won't this spark something sooner or later?"

"Ah? I don't think it's anything."

"Of course it doesn't matter to you who takes advantage. A certain kingdom of God has invaded your neighbor's territory every day for decades. Did you say anything? You were beaten by your neighbor before you went to the world to cry. This is called being a good person."

Ning Chunyan had never lived with anyone else. The literary and artistic works she had read led to her entire imagination of the subject of "living together", which was full of accidental exposures, misfires, and long-term love. Therefore, the feeling of blushing was particularly difficult to accept.

Wang Zixu stretched out his hands to stop her: "I said stop, your perspective of interpreting this matter is completely different from the facts."

"Then what's the actual situation?"

"The fact is that when I just graduated from college, didn't I stay in Tianjing for half a year? I just found a job."

"Huh? What does this have to do with anything?"

"Listen to me."

"Okay, continue."

"At that time, I lived in a house that had been renovated by someone else. A commercial house was divided into eight rooms. Each room was only a little bigger than a palm and could only hold a bed. There were more than a dozen people living there, including men and women.

"There are only two toilets in the whole house. One has a shower and the other does not have a shower. You can only relieve yourself. After 8 o'clock every night, you have to grab your own basin to grab the bathroom. Men and women line up together. You can see inside through the translucent glass.

The blurry outline of a person, of course nothing can be seen clearly.

"There is a balcony at the entrance. Everyone's clothes are dried there, even their underwear. When I go out, my purple, pink and flesh-colored bras and underwear are hanging above my head, dripping with water. Sometimes when the wind is strong, they will

It’s sticky on your face.”

After finishing speaking, Wang Zixu paused for a long time and said, "Is this considered cohabitation?"

Ning Chunyan hesitated and said: "No...forget it?"

"Well, Ye Lan and I are roommates, and we have less interaction than this. We rarely see each other. We always stay in our own rooms. Even the bathroom and balcony are separate. Unless it's a coincidence, we often don't meet each other for a whole day.

People. We are all adults and we should pay attention to propriety."

After Wang Zixu finished speaking, Ning Chunyan actually felt a little more convinced. She still felt uncomfortable, but she didn't know where.

"Were your living conditions so poor before?"

Wang Zixu laughed self-deprecatingly: "Isn't this the case for fresh graduates in this era who go to work in Beijing, Shanghai and Guangzhou? My conditions are pretty good, but most people can only live in basements."

"I'm not like that."

"You are different."

Ning Chunyan showed a disgusted expression: "Isn't it wrong to expose your underwear outside? What should you do if you encounter such a pervert?"

"If you don't expose it to the sun outside, there's nowhere else to do it. The room is only about the size of a palm, and there's not even a window. If you expose it to the sun in the room, it will cause a stink. If you don't want to walk around in smelly underwear,

If you go, you can only hang your underwear outside. That’s what it’s like if you don’t have money. Respect is a luxury.”

"...Forget it, let's drive."

The two arrived at Wang Zixu's house, but thankfully Ye Lan was not there. As soon as they entered the door, Ning Chunyan became alert and rushed into the house, her nose twitching like a dog (she didn't know what she planned to smell), and searched everywhere.

"What are you doing?"

Ning Chunyan didn't answer. After walking around in various rooms, he came back with a frown on his face, but didn't say anything.

This home was quite empty, and there wasn't even a TV in the living room. Naturally, there were no traces of living together. Of course, Ning Chunyan couldn't find any strong evidence.

Wang Zixu went to his room, searched in the box, and finally took out a wrinkled suit from the bottom of the box, and held it up to show Ning Chunyan:

"That's it."

After Ning Chunyan read it, he immediately shook his head: "This is no good, this is too student style. You will be laughed at if you wear it on such an occasion."

Wang Zixu put down his clothes: "Can people in that situation be so superficial and mean?"

"People are superficial and mean. Even if they don't laugh at you on the outside, they will laugh at you in their hearts."

Wang Zixu threw his clothes on the bed: "Others are hell, staring is slavery."

Ning Chunyan suddenly opened his wardrobe: "Now is not the time to care about slavery or not. If you have no money or status, of course you have to care about other people's opinions. When you become the chief editor of the industry's leading magazine, you will wear big pants.

No one cares about you, you don’t care about other people’s opinions. Only those in power have the right. Do you have a white shirt? Where is your tie?”

Ning Chunyan easily exposed the small-capitalist nature of Sartre's views with one sentence. Wang Zixu was not convinced, but had to be convinced. Ning Chunyan's philosophy of life is to be harmonious, self-reliant and down-to-earth. He helped her look through the wardrobe together.

Ning Chunyan said: "I suddenly felt that this was a bit like..."

"Like what?"

"nothing."

"Click, squeak." The door rang outside the room.

Wang Zixu was still thinking that everything about this room was good, except that the security door was a low-end product installed by the developer. It made a loud noise every time he opened and closed the door, which was really annoying. Then he realized that it was Ye Lan who was back.

He hurriedly walked out. Ye Lan was squatting at the door to change his shoes. When he saw Wang Zixu, he immediately said:

"Are you at home? How was the seminar in the morning?"

Wang Zixu rubbed his hands on the hem of his clothes: "It's okay. I have an event tonight. Come back and change clothes."

"Are you so serious? Are you going to meet a big shot?"

"That's right."

Wang Zixu couldn't wipe the sweat off his hands. He wanted Ning Chunyan to take the initiative to come out and say hello to Ye Lan. He had to take the initiative to say hello, but he always felt a little embarrassed. But Ning Chunyan kept making up his mind in the room.

Don't say anything and don't come out.

"Do you have a formal suit? Do you want me to help you match it?" Ye Lan came over.

"No, no, no..."

Ye Lan smiled narrowly and said: "With your straight taste, how can you put on good clothes? The windbreaker you wore last time was pretty good. For formal wear, you probably only have the kind of suit that fresh graduates would wear, right?"

When Wang Zixu heard "that windbreaker", he was so frightened that he broke out in cold sweat. "That windbreaker" was the little prince's windbreaker. If Ye Lan said the words "little prince", everything would be over.

Fortunately she didn't say anything.

He simply said openly: "Ning Chunyan is here, and she is helping me put on my clothes."

"Ning Chun Banquet?"

Ye Lan's face suddenly changed color. She walked to the door and happened to see Ning Chunyan standing in the room, holding a shirt in his hand, and said hello to her without embarrassment:

"Hi."

"What are you..."

"He and I are going to attend a dinner tonight, as representatives of our magazine." Ning Chunyan spoke quickly.

"That's it." Ye Lan relaxed a little.

"Of course, otherwise why would I help him put on clothes? I'm not anyone like him."

"That's right. It would be nice for a frustrated man like him to wear it down. Who can show it to him if he wears it so well?"

"Yes, as long as you can work."

"Hahaha……"

"Hehehe..."

The two women laughed easily and reached a reconciliation. Only Wang Zixu felt a little humiliated for no reason.

After laughing, Ning Chunyan lowered his hands in frustration and said, "The key problem is that he is so frustrated that he doesn't have anything in his wardrobe that he can wear."

Ye Lan said: "Boys in science and engineering are like this, they are very straight. The programmers in our company are also like this. They can wear the same clothes, a T-shirt in the summer and a jacket in the winter. They never seem to be energetic."

Ning Chunyan said: "Then you can only buy it now."

Ye Lan said: "Okay, okay, I'll help you buy them together. I know a company that sells ready-made suits."

Ning Chunyan said: "No need? Aren't you going to work in the afternoon?"

"Oh, it's okay. I'm not busy at work."

So the situation became that Ning Chunyan and Ye Lan took Wang Zixu to buy clothes.

Ye Lan didn't lie. She really knew that the shop selling ready-made suits was on the first floor of Galaxy City at the intersection of Xuanhe Road. Through a narrow path, you could reach the largest A cargo distribution center in the East China Sea. Standing on the second floor of the warehouse

You can also overlook NTU and Huali in the distance.

Although most of the products here are A-grade goods, there are also some flea markets. Since it is close to two university campuses, many students come here to shop for cheap, and there is a wide variety of products.

In a place like this, Wang Zixu, flanked by two beauties on one side and one on the right, looked very eye-catching. As he walked past, he noticed several people secretly turning back to look at him.

When we arrived at the store, the two girls took care of everything from choosing clothes to bargaining. Ning Chun Yan had unique taste and chose matching outfits. Ye Lan had sharp teeth and a strong momentum. The two of them combined to form a 1+1
To be continued...