Chapter eight hundred and twenty seventh special orange
Tang Zhan found that Hu Yifei, Chen Meijia, and Curry Sauce had been staring at him. He didn't think much about it: "I haven't made any progress here either."
After Tang Zhan finished speaking.
Hu Yifei couldn't keep asking Tang Zhan all the time, as it would be too obvious: "Zhao Haitang, what about you?"
Zhao Haitang said dejectedly: "I have been looking for a whole day, but I still can't find the right one. Buying a house is too difficult."
Everyone has had a busy day.
All without any progress.
I was frustrated on my first day looking for a house.
Everyone was silent.
When no one knows what to say.
Zhang Wei brought out a cardboard box again.
Everyone gathered together to report, but Zhang Wei was moving things one after another.
Chen Meijia was curious: "Zhang Wei, why did you move so many boxes?"
Zhang Wei was not in a good mood: "I'm going to sort out the useless things in the room."
"Are you ready to move?" Hu Yifei asked.
Zhang Wei explained with a frown on his face: "That's not a problem. You can sell useless things online first, which will reduce the burden when you move."
Zhao Haitang always thought that Zhang Wei lived a frugal life. He had not seen Zhang Wei buy things a few times since he moved in. Zhang Wei moved out so many things at one time. He looked through them curiously and saw the contents of the box.
Zhao Haitang said disgustedly: "In a space worth tens of thousands per square meter, with so many useless things stuffed in it, how can you make money?"
"Although these things are not valuable," Zhang Wei said with emotion, "but they are all memories to me."
"Your memories are the yellowed cigarette pillow, a can of expired Yida chewing gum, and a..." Zhao Haitang picked up the ladies' bath towel in the box and wrapped it around him in a funny way: "Ladies' bath towel."
Zhao Haitang laughed twice, but when he saw that everyone was still silent, he couldn't laugh anymore.
After Zhao Haitang picked up the bath towel in the box, Hu Yifei saw something very familiar: "Isn't this the orange on the coffee table? Why did you pack it too?"
Zhang Wei sighed: "This orange has been here for so long and has feelings for us. We are moving to a new place to live. How can we bear to keep it here?"
Chen Meijia's eye circles instantly turned red, and she leaned on Hu Yifei's shoulder: "I can't bear to leave the love apartment."
"Okay, don't cry." Hu Yifei comforted: "We have already thought of a solution. Although we didn't find a suitable house today, it doesn't mean we can't find it tomorrow. Everyone go back and rest, and we will continue to work hard tomorrow."
Tang Zhan saw that everyone was in a bad mood again, and he was in a bad mood now too.
If possible, he really wants to tell everyone that the iPartment will not be demolished.
But……
There are some things he can't say.
Just one orange made everyone feel bad again.
He really didn't know how he was going to survive this period of time.
Chen Meijia was still leaning on Hu Yifei's shoulder. She wiped her tears and said, "I can't sleep now."
"Can't sleep..." Hu Yifei is the eldest sister in the apartment. She also wants to cry now, but if she messes up, everyone will be even more sad. She plans to change the topic: "I remember everyone said this morning,
We’re going to have a party to celebrate Curry Sauce, Tang Zhan, Dali, how about we play a game?”
After Hu Yifei finished speaking, she found that no one moved. She understood everyone's current mood, but she wanted to help everyone regain their mood if they were not in the mood: "Why don't you move?"