Chapter 8

Tang an is a smart teenager. Most of the time, his performance is quite rational and appropriate, but he is only a teenager after all. When many accidents happen, he will inevitably expose the frankness of his age. He will do what Nanmao says.

When Tang an left the cemetery, uncle Zhao was not at the door, so that he didn't ask Tang an where his milk was. Tang an watched a bus leave, worried that his tail would grow again, so he raised his legs and began to run.

In Zhonghai in August, when the sun came out, it was a little hot, but it couldn't shake Tang an's determination. It took about thirty or forty minutes by bus. It's not easy to run back.

When I go out, I wear loose sportswear. At this time, I take down the clothes around my waist and hold them in my hand. It's also like exercise.

Tang an doesn't want to have a long tail. He knows that running back is a difficult task, but he has the determination to do so. He still feels very relaxed. However, after running for a period of time, Tang an finds that this relaxation seems to be too much. His walking steps don't feel heavy at all, but become more and more light. The strength of his muscles is endless, and the soles of his feet seem to be supported by air, Let him run with a flexible and elegant feeling.

This feeling is enjoyable. It's probably what those running experts pursue. Tang an thinks so. After running for half an hour, he finds himself as relaxed as ever. Running in the hot sun is better than walking around. Tang an feels something wrong. He knows that his physical strength has not reached this level. Although he has often exercised, But it is very different from professional long-distance runners.

His physical strength is still very abundant. Tang an stopped to observe himself. There was no change. Sweat flowed on his skin. Tang an asked for a bottle of mineral water in a roadside shop and drank it at one breath. Then he noticed that there were fine beads of sweat on his nose.

Many people are like this. When exercising, his nose will sweat a lot, and Tang an will do the same, but he feels that his nose sweats a little more today. At the same time, although his body is not abnormal, his palms and soles of his feet sweat more than usual.

After running home, these abnormal conditions should disappear. Tang an doesn't care about the unusual physical condition. After drinking a whole bottle of mineral water, he plans to continue.

"Young man, don't get heatstroke when running in hot weather." a middle-aged man came out of the convenience store and looked at Tang an.

"It's all right. I'm used to it." Tang an said with a smile.

"Is it a professional runner?" the middle-aged man asked leisurely.

Tang an also looked at him. Tang an was running in hot weather. The man was wearing a straight suit or dark. Looking at a black Mercedes Benz next to him, the man seemed to get out of the car. He looked at his rather strong neck and powerful wide palm. Tang an guessed that he was probably the kind of driver and bodyguard.

"No, try and challenge the limit." Tang an certainly wouldn't say he didn't want to grow a tail to run like this.

"How far are you going to run?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Until Wutong Wutong there." Tang An said, "the common name of Wutong lane" means that the old house western style residential area with a small number of sea centers is still very high, and presumably the other side knows it.

"I'm going to go to Wutong Lane too. If you don't want to run, take a ride in my car," the middle-aged man enthusiastically suggested.

For young people, adults are always more willing to show some enthusiasm and kindness. Tang an shook his head and said, "thank you, but I still have to run by myself. You go first and don't delay you."

The middle-aged man smiled, then walked back to the Mercedes Benz and drove away.

Tang an didn't need to rest. He was still very energetic. He ran after the Mercedes Benz, but of course he couldn't catch up with the car. Although the Mercedes Benz stopped under the red street light in front, when Tang an also came to the intersection, the car had disappeared.

After a while, Tang an's phone rang and glanced at the serial phone numbers of several auspicious numbers. It was probably not that the intermediary company couldn't call. It was the person who saw Tang an's small advertisement and came to see the house in person.

Tang an calculated the time and asked the other party to wait a moment, so he accelerated the speed. He didn't intend to delay the elimination of his tail hidden danger in order to rent a house. He still had to run back instead of stopping running to take a bus in order to catch up.

When I ran to Wutong lane, Tang an was gasping for breath. His physical strength was not infinite. It seemed that the abnormal condition was going to disappear.

Seeing the Mercedes Benz seen at the gate of the convenience store, Tang an felt a little coincidental. He came to his door and sure enough saw the middle-aged man who talked to him.

"Don't you want to see the house?" Tang an said with a smile.

"Exactly... Coincidentally, it seems that your house should belong to me." the middle-aged man laughed.

Then he took out his business card. There was a name and phone number on it. There was no title. Ye Gang, a man's name, was very consistent with his image.

"Let's be clear... I also explained in my post that houses are only rented but not sold." Tang an has a good impression of the middle-aged man. There should be no problem renting to this kind of person. He doesn't seem to be that kind of difficult person.

"Look at the house first." Ye Gang still smiled. For him, he didn't mind the other party saying dead at the beginning. Everything was talked out.

Tang an opened the door. Ye Gang came in. He glanced at it roughly and nodded again and again. "Good, good... Except for a little smaller, this house is very good."

Generally speaking, we always have to pick out some problems to facilitate bargaining or reach an agreement, but ye Gang seems not to do so, but a matter of fact attitude. Probably in his eyes, the single family foreign house campus seems to belong to exquisite houses rather than luxury mansions.

Ye Gang's next words also confirmed that he just thought the house was small, but he appreciated it very much, "The tree is old. The direction of the branches is well repaired. The marble in the patio is particularly polished. There is a charm of ink and wash from bamboo and rockery... These two small buildings, this one is the main building? The corridor in the middle is also well designed. It has been newly painted in recent years? The patterns on the window lattice, tut Tut, this painter is very good and can be called a master."

"I painted the paint with my mother a few years ago. She painted the patterns on the window lattice herself one by one." Tang an said proudly that she did not fully inherit her mother's talent, but she was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. In Tang an's eyes, her mother was just not good at hype or unintentional fame. The works and performance of many so-called masters of traditional Chinese painting and traditional Chinese art were far inferior to her mother.

"Awesome..." Ye gang was absorbed. He looked up for a while and nodded his head in praise: "this is the master. May I ask your mother's name?"

Ye Gang also had some knowledge about art collection and appreciation, and couldn't help being curious.

"My mother has died, she is not famous, and these things are just her hobbies." Tang an shook her head, with no sadness on her face, but obvious pride.

"I'm sorry..." Ye Gang stopped unexpectedly. Tang an is just a teenager. His mother must be young. He died early.

"My mother left me the house, so I only rent it but don't sell it," Tang an added.

When ye gang saw Tang an's expression, he knew that the house could not be bought... But it was OK to rent it. After all, his young lady didn't care about these small things.

"Well, I'll look inside the house again."

Tang an took Ye Gang to see the room for rent again. After walking around, ye Gang looked at the environment and vision again and decided to rent it.

"Let me state first that after renting the house, I can't often bring people here. After all, I still want to live by myself. I like to be quiet, and I don't like people coming and going. I also explained some other requirements in the contract. Take a look first." Tang an showed Ye Gang the prepared lease contract.

Ye Gang looked, nodded and said, "in fact, this is not where I live, but a relative of mine. She is a girl. She will go to college next semester. Her family is not willing to let her stay, so find a better place to live."

"Ah, it's a girl..." Tang an was surprised. After all, he is a boy. How can the other party rest assured that a girl can live under the same roof with him? Tang an suggested: "in fact, there are many good houses around the University. Compared with those luxury houses, my advantage here is probably only this antique flavor."

Wutong smiled helplessly. "Yes, there are many good houses around the University, but basically they are some ordinary communities. The house without love is the best house nearby," she said. "She also likes the old house with antique colors."

"That's OK, I'm not a bad person." Tang an certainly won't give himself more trouble. He has to persuade others to find another house, not to mention he doesn't think he's a bad person, and the other party doesn't have to be careful.

So ye Gang signed a contract with Tang an. Ye Gang paid Tang an's rent for four years at one time and will move in on August 30.

A one-time payment of four years' rent is a huge sum of money for Tang an. After ye Gang made a phone call and reported Tang an's account, Tang an soon received a text message from the bank. His account was six digits at once.

"My relative, as a girl, is always reserved and proud. Moreover, girls always have some days a month and have a bad temper. Don't mind..." Ye Gang finally told Tang an.

"It's all right. I'm not a stingy person." Tang an smiled and shook his head. As a man, he always needs to be more tolerant to girls. This demeanor still exists, as long as the other party is not unreasonable. Judging from ye Gang's behavior, his relatives who will take trouble to help should not be ill bred.

Tang an, after all, is too young.