Chapter 135： When the lord of the elegant and elegant **** is broken (2)

The eyes of the two met in the air, Qi Yan stared blankly at Xiao Yi, and his face was filled with ‘how did he meet this person again’.

Raising his eyebrows with interest, Xiao Yi slightly raised his lips: "Meet again, neighbor."

Hearing his voice, Qi Yan nodded headily, then turned around and left.

Xiao Yi: "..." I was rejected again? !

With a helpless sigh, Xiao Yi continued to choose the right toiletries and daily necessities for himself.

The reason for moving to this apartment is very simple, because the terrain, floors, and prices here are all in his favor. Because he wants to be independent, he will be more cautious about money and can no longer be squandered like before.

Financial management is the first thing Xiao Yi does after moving in.

There are only two residents on each floor of the apartment, one with two rooms and two halls, and one with one room and one hall. He doesn't like particularly noisy neighbors. I remember that when the manager introduced him again, he especially ensured that a resident outside the 21st floor was a teenager who didn't leave the house.

Xiao Yi thought that he would never meet this ‘gloomy’ neighbor. When he thought of the first day, he ran into him.

But this neighbor is more interesting than he thought. At least for now, the first impression when in the elevator is unreliable.

[Xiao Yi’s favorability to Qi Yan +5, current favorability: 5]

After selecting the daily necessities, Xiao Yi went to the accounts and saw that a stupid neighbor in the front shoved and pushed a shopping cart, carrying a shopping basket in his hand, and all were full.

A rough glance, all...eating.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi silently looked at the head of the stupid neighbor, and then looked at him to the head of his collarbone. Don't look too far, the corner of the mouth that was faintly touching showed that he was smirking.

——It’s not too long to eat because it’s all junk food!

It seemed that he felt his smile. Qi Yan, who was standing in line in front of him, turned his head quickly, and saw Xiao Yi don't look over and laugh.

Qi Yan: Convex (stem dish)!

Xiao Yi lowered his head, and saw the stupid neighbor waiting for himself. The milky white skin matched with his glaring expression, it seemed a bit coquettish.

Surprised by his thoughts, Xiao Yi coughed lightly, pointing to the empty cash register in front, and said, "It's your turn."

Qi Yan glared at him, pushed the car and carried the basket over a thousand, and took out the same things in the end of the cashier's gaze.

The cashier's brother started manually, and he seemed unable to start with the food like the hill,

--boss! There is a boy here who will contract the entire supermarket!

Fortunately, the brother of the cashier had also seen the world, and soon took out the super ability of his own account calculation. While scanning and bagging, he also thought about whether to tell the warehouse's Cuihua to refill the food shelf.

Four big bags were packed, and the cashier brother wiped the sweat beads on the head and exhaled: "A total of 467!"

——Seriously, I didn’t buy any rice, oil, or salt. I bought no more than 400 yuan for these broken snacks.

Qi Yan touched his wallet silently, and arrogantly threw out five big red tickets!

Yes, he is an otaku, and a hugely poor otaku... Behind the five-billion-dollar pride, is the sadness that he has run out of savings this month.

With thirty-three remaining, Qi Yan carefully packed the money into his empty wallet.

-This performance is his motivation to live! There are only two weeks to go next month, thirty-three dollars... well, it can last a long time!

But now that the problem is coming, Qi Yan stares at the four big bags of food, then looks at his two thin arms, and falls into contemplation.

Maybe...he can buy a shopping cart for thirty-three bucks, if not enough, he can bargain.

Qi Yan thought about it, just preparing to go back to the store and ask whether to sell a shopping cart, a familiar voice sounded behind him.

"do you need my help?"

Looking back, Xiao Yi was light, and only took the small bag in the supermarket, which was not full yet.

Qi Yan looked at him up and down, and his back bumped his nose into red, and felt that the free brawny could be used...

His eyes were too obvious, and a smile flashed in Xiao Yi's eyes: "Why? Guess I'm strong enough?"

Qi Yan didn't speak, but she agreed in her heart.

——Yes, ordinary people can't help me.

Xiao Yi looked at the time on his watch and said, "So do you want me to help? I'm anxious to go back and tidy up the apartment."

Qi Yan moved the two heaviest bags to him: "You have two bags, I have two bags."

See, two bags and two bags are fair!

Xiao Yi chuckled and picked up the two packs of food without frowning.

——Stupid neighbor, did you buy the lead as chocolate?

Silent all the way, even though Xiao Yi helped Qi Yan carry things, he still did not get friendly exchanges between neighbors. This made Xiao Yi think that the society has changed or his stupid neighbor is too stupid?

Fortunately, the elevator happened to stop on the first floor, without waiting too long, Qi Yan took the lead in entering the elevator, and then silently shrunk in a corner, leaning two bags against the elevator wall, standing dull.

Xiao Yi, who followed, showed a desperate look. Oh my god, he didn't expect a thank you for such a stupid neighbor.

—It’s not that I’m great and selfless, but that my neighbor is so stupid that he doesn’t want to worry about him.

Maybe Xiao Yi had already prepared for it, but when Qi Yan nodded to him gently, even without saying a word, she carried something into the house and closed the door with a snap, she couldn't help but feel lost. .

Back in his apartment, Xiao Yi glanced at the large and small boxes stacked in the house and leaned tiredly on the sofa.

It's tiring to tidy up after a while.

——Xiaoyi, Mom and Dad are going to divorce, who are you with?

——Xiaoyi, your mother is gone.

——Xiaoyi, this is Auntie Li, who will live with her father in the future.

——Xiaoyi, this is the clothes your auntie Li bought for you. See if you like it or not?

——Auntie Li and you are getting married, hoping to get your blessing, Xiaoyi.

...

The framing hand blocked his eyes, and Xiao Yi blinked. Although bitterness appeared in his heart, he struggled to suppress it.

There is nothing painful, Xiao Yi, your life is like this, don't be like a coward, just know to escape.

Bell Bell Bell-

The phone sounded violently, and Xiao Yi looked at the flashing screen, and the caller ID above made his hand to answer the phone pause.

—Auntie Li.

With the extension of the ringtone, as if to urge, Xiao Yi answered the phone.

"Hey?"

"Well, I just arrived at the apartment and haven't packed it yet."

"No, I'm fine. Don't think about it. Independence was originally part of my plan."

"I'm really okay, don't believe you and ask your father."

"Well, well, I will go home often, and it's close anyway."

"Okay, you and your father pay attention to the body... well, goodbye."

...

There was a noise at the door of the apartment, Xiao Yi didn't care, stood up, ready to start packing.