Xu Qingqing was taken around the house by Zhao Mingyang. First of all, the kitchen was indeed very clean, but the oil stains on the stove and the similar oil, salt, sauce and vinegar showed that Zhao Mingyang usually loved to cook at home.
Zhao Mingyang thought of all this, and when he had nothing to do, he came over to clean up the kitchen to make it look like a living place. Then the bathroom was also full of a living atmosphere, and there were unwashed socks in the basin.
It's all normal. Xu Qingqing saw a boy who loved to be clean and the room was well tidied. She must have visited other boys' homes, such as relatives' homes. This created a contrast and left a good impression.
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Then came the bedroom. The room where Zhao Mingyang lived had a well-folded quilt and there was nothing to see in the room.
In another room, Zhao Mingyang put all the books he brought from his hometown into the bookcase, as well as the old books he got from second-hand websites. This is a study room that looks more like a comprehensive entertainment room with a guitar.
Some running equipment and basketball related peripherals.
There were two cassette tapes on the bookshelf, which caught Xu Qingqing's attention. They were both on the covers of Jay Chou.
"Is this Jay Chou's?" Xu Qingqing asked.
"No, I've washed it all. When I was learning guitar, I wanted to record songs. I didn't have any equipment, so I used a repeater to record. I used to play and sing by myself. I thought it was meaningful, so I kept carrying it with me." Zhao Mingyang said.
"Can you still hear this?" Xu Qingqing asked curiously.
"Yes, it's just that the repeater is gone and I don't know where to put it." Zhao Mingyang said.
"I have a tape recorder at home, do you mind if I take it back and listen to it?" Xu Qingqing said.
"You don't mind, you can take it." Zhao Mingyang said. Zhao Mingyang spent a lot of money to record these with the sound engineer. He asked for a childish sound, a little noisy, and the sound quality didn't have to be that good. Xu Qingqing was waiting for him.
It proves that I have liked Jay Chou before, not just because she likes him.
This reminded Zhao Mingyang of a friend in his previous life who had a house of his own. He never brought any women with him. He rented two houses outside alone. The rent was not expensive. He was not in a big city. He rented a shared house for 700 a month.
I bought two apartments, around 1,140 in January. I usually take the girls back to the two shared houses and never take them back to my own house.
In the end, this guy finally found a girl from a well-off family and got married. They got married in his own house. She was also the first girl he brought back to live with him.
Where does art come from? Of course it comes from friends around him. Zhao Mingyang just learned from his friend and set up several apartments to be prepared.
The other room is the guest room, which is basically unoccupied.
"You live in such a big house alone because the rent here is cheap?" Xu Qingqing asked curiously.
"No, let's go! I'll take you to see the good things." Zhao Mingyang and Xu Qingqing walked up to the attic. The attic of this house is not small. It is full of utility rooms. There is a door in the attic. Zhao Mingyang opened it and it turned out to be a rooftop.
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Zhao Mingyang took Xu Qingqing to the rooftop and said: "There is a rooftop here. I like it here. The sky garden. You see, I have raised flowers and vegetables here. It is a small area of 30 square meters. From
Don’t be too happy watching the street scene here.
Although it’s a bit noisy, many people can’t stand it. It’s really noisy, but I like this kind of fireworks. It’s too lonely to be alone in Shanghai. Listening to the noise, I can sleep well.’
Xu Qingqing walked to the guardrail of the rooftop and looked at it. It was indeed a unique scenery. She also saw the vegetables and flowers planted by Zhao Mingyang and said: 'You are really good here. I didn't notice it. You still have the leisure and elegance to plant these.'
Zhao Mingyang took a deep breath and said: "I don't have much else to do. My life is very simple. Apart from going to get off work and getting off work, I go home. It's basically a two-point and one-line life.
If I'm not at home occasionally, I go for a run or go to the bookstore to read. My social circle is actually not that big. Apart from you and Hao Ren, I don't have much contact with anyone in my life. Now I've found a hobby. I love going there recently.
Isn't it boring to sit alone in the park and watch the people coming and going?"
Xu Qingqing looked at Zhao Mingyang. She didn't expect that this guy's life was so boring. No wonder he was so talkative at the company, but he was so depressed at home?
"Then you don't usually play games with Hao Ren?" Xu Qingqing asked.
"No, I have a very regular schedule. I read books, exercise, write work documents, and record and adjust what I learn every time every day." Zhao Mingyang said.
"Isn't your life too boring? You and Brother Xiaosha can go to the disco. Didn't you look very professional last time?" Xu Qingqing asked intentionally, seemingly without pay.
"I heard others say that going to a bar is the most popular. In fact, I have never been there at all. I went once when I was in college. Just like you, I left quickly. Last time it wasn't because Mr. Gu and the others were there. I want to go with you.
After we left, people still didn’t know what we were doing.”
When Xu Qingqing heard this, she chased and kicked Zhao Mingyang, held Zhao Mingyang down with her small fists and said, "Get out of here! A dog can't spit out ivory from its mouth."
"You see it's getting late, how about you stay here? I also have a room available?" Zhao Mingyang said.
Xu Qingqing took out her phone and saw that it was almost eleven o'clock.
"That's a good idea. I won't stay here anymore. I'll go back and pick you up tomorrow morning. You've drank a lot. Don't send me off. I can just go downstairs by myself."
"Okay, I do have a headache. Drive slowly. When you leave, I will go back and take a nap. My head is buzzing."
Zhao Mingyang opened the door and Xu Qingqing went downstairs. Zhao Mingyang asked Xu Qingqing to turn on the video, which made him feel relieved.
It wasn't until Xu Qingqing got into the car, started the car and left that Zhao Mingyang hung up the video call.
He knew very well why Xu Qingqing drove her own car tonight because she wanted to check Zhao Mingyang's car.
First come to the residence for a surprise inspection, and she will also inspect the car.
Why the inspection? Because she wanted to get to know Zhao Mingyang better.
As Zhao Mingyang expected, Xu Qingqing did not feel relieved until she drove into her own community. Like a thief, she unplugged Zhao Mingyang's driving recorder.
Then we started a carpet search. First we looked at the trunk. There was a spare tool box, a coat box, and a medical box. This was quite careful. There was not much else. I really love cleanliness, and the car was kept so clean.
Then I checked the rear seat, and there was nothing wrong with it. I found nothing wrong with the main driver's seat, and there was nothing wrong with the passenger seat.
When you open the storage box in the co-pilot's storage box, you can see paper towels, mobile phone data cables, pens, lighters, earphone boxes, garbage bags, notepads, etc. What is this?
Why did the storage box suddenly feel so high? He quickly took out all the items and opened a layer of leather cushion. Under the leather cushion was a book, which was quite thick. Xu Qingqing took the book and flipped through it. Although
She knew it was rude and wrong to look through other people's things without their permission, but Xu Qingqing couldn't restrain herself.
Diary! Why is it a diary? This guy still has the habit of writing a diary?
Just take it back first and put it back for him tomorrow morning to see what he wrote.
If you don't search carefully, it is really difficult to find this diary. It is hidden on the inside of the bottom layer and covered with a leather pad. Those who don't know better think that the cloth is the pad in the storage box.
Close the car door, go home, take a shower first, then lie on the bed and slowly read what ulterior secrets this guy wrote in his diary.
