The meteor shower pierced the sky, and countless wishes were blown away by the wind.
After getting off Meishan, Jiang Shixi followed the navigation back to Jiangmen. When she arrived at her own territory, she looked much more relaxed. She parked the car in the underground parking lot of the designated car rental company, completed the procedures, and took Zhao Changfeng home.
Although her community is old, it is quiet, the rent is not high, and the house is on the fourth floor, neither high nor low. However, after returning home, I discovered that with this one-bedroom and one-living layout, she is quite comfortable living alone.
There was only one person in the room, so it was obviously a bit crowded.
The furnishings in the house are simple, and the most common things you can see are books and design drafts. Artists like her seem to have two extremes in life, either they are meticulous and serious, or they are bold and unrestrained. Jiang Shixi's eyes were wandering, a little embarrassed.
Na said: "Actually, do you believe me when I say a thief came to my house?"
The floor was in a mess and there was almost no way to get off. Zhao Changfeng glanced at the living room, selected the shoe cabinet closest to him, silently put the two pairs of shoes that were lying around in the shoe cabinet, and began to sort them out.
"I'll sort it out."
Jiang Shixi suddenly realized that the second article of the cohabitation draft seemed to be this.
After a day of running around, she was exhausted. If there wasn't another person here, she would have been lying on the bed for a while. Jiang Shixi put the suitcase away and went into the bathroom to remove makeup and wash up, leaving Zhao Changfeng alone in the living room.
Seeing the mess all over the place, his eyelids twitched. Even a thousand years ago, he had never lived in such a messy house.
More than half an hour later, Jiang Shixi regained some strength, wiped her hair, and was stunned. Zhao Changfeng was cutting branches and leaves for potted plants, tilting his head. The living room in front of him was neat and tidy.
"You, you sorted these out?"
Zhao Changfeng nodded, but did not take credit, "I originally wanted to sort it out directly, but there were some things that I didn't understand, so I used your computer for a while to understand the information of this era. I continued to sort it out ten minutes before you came out."
Zhao Changfeng absorbs the civilization of this era all the time, what he sees, hears and sees, and the Internet is an open treasure trove for him. The utilization rate of ordinary people is less than 1%, but for him, it is 6%.
10. There is no need to worry about memory storage problems, just digest and understand slowly. The most intuitive manifestation is that he now speaks Mandarin with clear and sharp tongue, and he is qualified to be a host on a TV station.
So this is what you achieved in ten minutes?
Jiang Shixi doubted whether she was as clean as she was now when she checked in. However, she suddenly remembered something and entered the room holding a towel. After a while, she came out with a strange expression and pointed to the bedroom, "You also tidied the room?"
"Yeah." Zhao Changfeng is not proud. After all, he is an outstanding alien. He has even been nominated as one of the top ten outstanding civilization scholars of Chongguang Star. At that moment, he also studied the psychology of girls on the Internet about house furnishings.
No matter how many achievements he made, he always stood on the shoulders of giants.
Jiang Shixi was silent for a while, looking like she was enduring something. She tried not to dampen the other party's enthusiasm, "It's very good, but I don't have to clean up my room in the future."
Zhao Changfeng was stunned for a moment. What did he do wrong?
Jiang Shixi didn't want to explain, the tips of her ears were flushed. God knows how she felt when she saw the neatly folded underwear on the bed.
After closing the door, Zhao Changfeng poured the water. Jiang Shixi listed the specific cohabitation agreement and posted it on the wall. She would ask for Zhao Changfeng's opinion on every article she wrote. However, Zhao Changfeng was mostly silent and only raised the sixth article.
Over objection.
——The above detailed rules are only for Zhao Changfeng, Jiang Shixi can increase or decrease at his discretion if necessary.
A proper overlord clause.
Jiang Shixi nodded and asked Zhao Changfeng to state the reasons for his objections. Zhao Changfeng also read some legal provisions while surfing the Internet, and mentioned two regulations on human rights. Jiang Shixi affirmed Zhao Changfeng's learning and adaptability. What he said was so right, but so what.
Then, "Only citizens have rights. So Zhao Changfeng, where is your ID card, where is your household registration, and can you enjoy all the rights of citizens in accordance with the law?"
Zhao Changfeng was speechless.
He cannot register with a household registered a thousand years ago and tell the staff that he has lived for a long time. Therefore, maybe for a long time, he will be a black householder, without an identity, and cannot be found through any official channels.
These words were a bit hurtful, but they were true. Jiang Shixi couldn't let go of it and felt soft, "Don't be too sad. Then change it. If you have any opinions in the future, you can raise them and I will try my best to consider them."
After hearing this, Zhao Changfeng had a better impression of Jiang Shixi, so he heard her last words: "Although I won't listen."
People in this era are not as easy to fool as they used to be. Zhao Changfeng thought in his heart that other people on the home planet once described the Aquamarine people in this way.
After a tiring day, sleepiness set in. Jiang Shixi dug out the single folding bed left by the previous tenant and placed it on the balcony. "I can only help you sleep here first. The toiletries are on the kitchen cabinet. You can find them yourself."
Look, I’m so sleepy, I’m going to sleep first.”
Zhao Changfeng was not picky about the bed, so he agreed and watched Jiang Shixi go back to the bedroom, leaving him alone.
Although he had gone through most of the furnishings in the house, he did not study them carefully. He turned on the projector and computer in the living room, turned the volume to minimum, and watched two videos of different styles at the same time. There was a video on the computer.
Jiang Shixi had downloaded an online course on architectural design before. He was no stranger to architectural design, but across countless galaxies, he needed to make adaptations similar to "dimensionality reduction". He wanted to know better who his landlord was.
Such a person.
As for the projector, it was used to expand extracurricular knowledge. Zhao Changfeng received knowledge very quickly. He entered a certain video software and looked through Jiang Shixi’s viewing records in the history. He didn’t know how to choose, so he used the simplest method from
I started watching the first Korean drama.
Originally, Zhao Changfeng was multitasking, watching online classes on the computer and Korean dramas on the screen at the same time, but gradually, his attention gradually focused on the screen. The lights outside the windows gradually went out, but the lights on the road were still hanging high.
Zhao Changfeng's thoughts were gradually immersed in the plot of the TV series, tirelessly.
late at night.
There was a slight sound of struggling in the bedroom. Zhao Changfeng's five senses were sensitive and he could still feel even such a small sound. He paused the TV series, walked to the bedroom door, and paused.
The cohabitation agreement states that you are not allowed to enter Jiang Sixi's room without her permission, so now should you enter or not improve?
He thought about it for a while, but there was still no movement in the bedroom.
He opened the door and walked in. Jiang Shixi must have had a nightmare, and there was cold sweat on her forehead. Zhao Changfeng looked at her face calmly, and through the meager light reflected through the window, he gently covered Jiang Shixi's face with his hand.
A faint white light appeared on his forehead, and Jiang Shixi's expression gradually returned to calm, but Zhao Changfeng looked like he had spent a lot of effort, and his face turned pale.