Chapter 3966 I Collect Rent in the Survival Game (13)

He didn't say anything, and just used that posture to help the girl unscrew the bottle cap. When he lowered his eyes, he could see the other party's white fingertips stained with moisture, which were very soft when touched.

"I'm leaving first." Lu Cifu said calmly. He picked up the police hat next to him and put it on his broken hair. He half-covered Qing Jue's eyebrows and stood up from the sofa. "There are still four floors without patrols."

Ranbai bit the mouth of the drink bottle and looked up at him, "But you haven't drank the drink yet."

Speaking of this, the young man sighed and explained: "I'm just not used to drinking drinks. I haven't thought about...other things."

"Then what do you like?" Ranbai asked.

"Just water." He replied patiently.

Ranbai nodded and raised his eyebrows, "Veteran cadre?"

"That's okay if you think so." Lu Cifu muttered, the police hat placed neatly on his broken hair. The initial slight embarrassment was gone, and he was relaxed and relaxed: "I just think the little boss is praising me."

"Then when you come next time, I will prepare wolfberry soaked in warm water for you."

next time?

Lu Cifu raised his eyebrows and said, "Okay."

Ranbai saw Lu Cifu to the door. He stopped and looked down at her: "Are you still scared?"

"Are you afraid you'll stay with me?"

"Don't make trouble." Lu Cifu whispered.

"Then what are you asking?"

"If you have any questions, come to me." Lu Cifu stared at her without blinking. He always looked like this when he looked at anyone. He was so focused that it was easy for others to misunderstand him. He paused, and then said with an uneasy smile: "In the evening Don’t come out and sleep well.”

"Can't sleep." Will you sleep with me?

"Don't all girls love to be beautiful? Not sleeping is bad for your health." Ranbai wanted to follow her out. Lu Cifu put his hand on her shoulder, gently pushed her in, and let her stand in the light and shadow of the living room. , the warmth is at your fingertips, the voice is deep and melodious, and extremely contagious: "You should also prepare some health tea for yourself."

"Do you think I'm good-looking?" Ranbai thought for a while, then held his face in front of Lu Cifu.

"Good-looking." Lu Cifu looked at the face in front of him calmly and praised him sincerely.

Ranbai smiled, "So I won't become ugly, and the security brother doesn't have to worry about me."

"Go to bed quickly." Lu Cifu urged her, "I'm leaving."

"Oh, got it."

Ranbai watched Lu Cifu go up to the fourth floor, then closed the door and looked back to see the untouched drinks on the coffee table.

The upright security guard guy is so hard to seduce.

There is only so much fun in the survival dungeon.

The joy of falling in love cannot be taken away.

But sleeping obediently is impossible.

The door next to 301 was always closed tightly, and no sound could be heard from outside.

There were no lights on in the room, so it was dark.

The old man sat in the living room, motionless, like a frozen corpse after death. It wasn't until he heard no movement outside that he stiffly leaned on his crutches, stood up slowly, walked to the innermost room, and pushed open the door of the hut. Door.

His back was hunched and his steps were like a snail.

"Click."

The door was locked.

The hut is small in size, only fifteen square meters, and looks a bit depressing and narrow. There is a statue of a god at the front. Three incense sticks are lit and burning quietly. It has reached the end. The statue is golden and looks at the old man compassionately.

The old man lit the incense again and picked up the wooden photo frame from under the statue.

That turned out to be a black and white portrait!

The portrait shows a young girl, fair and lovely, with a bright smile.

The eyebrows and eyes are about five points similar to Ranbai.

"Xiao Qian... Grandpa misses you." The old man carefully placed the portrait on his heart. His eyes gradually became moist. He was already old and babbled: "I wonder if you are doing well now and whether you can take care of yourself. When the weather gets cold, wear more clothes and drink more water. You are still so young, but grandpa is getting old. "

By the end, my voice was choked with sobs.

"You must be happy... don't meet scum again."

Tears fell on the black and white portrait. The girl felt nothing and stayed on her brightest smile.

The old man's hands were long and dry, full of wrinkles. At this moment, he was gently and carefully wiping the portrait, and said to himself: "Grandpa saw her today, and she looks so much like you. Grandpa almost thought it was Xiao Qian who missed Grandpa. , is back.”

"How did she come here...is it really a bad fate?"

Suddenly, the old man heard the door opening.

He paused, carefully placed the portrait, bowed to the statue, walked out of the hut, and locked the door.

"where are you going?"

The voice-activated light in the corridor was not on, and the old man stood in the shadows, staring at Ranbai with a pair of red bloodshot eyes.

As soon as Ranbai came out of the room, she saw the old man opposite. She was not surprised and said casually: "The night is very nice. Let's take a stroll."

"Didn't I tell you not to come out at night?" The old man looked ugly.

Ranbai pretended not to understand: "Isn't that what you told yourself?"

"Are you curious about Ping An Apartment?"

"I just want to hear a story." Ranbai smiled: "I don't know if I have this honor."

The old man looked at her deeply, his eyes unable to see any shadow in the dim light, his pupils shrunk to small points, "Curiosity kills nine lives... Ahem... If you really want to hear it."

Ranbai answered immediately, "I mean it sincerely."

The old man was silent for a long time, his eyes a little wandering and uncertain: "What do you think of this apartment?"

"It's very good. The building is beautiful and the people are kind."

The old man didn't know how Ranbai said the last four words. His eyelids twitched and he said slowly: "A real safe apartment is not like this."

In a room full of red graffiti, Gui Ying did not speak.

The old man outside the door smiled kindly.

"Open the door. Grandpa knows you are inside. I am an old man, don't you believe it?"

"Sorry, it's not convenient for me to open the door now." Gui Ying said calmly, his eyes showing a little blue, "If you have anything to say, please say it outside. I will come to apologize when I have time."

"Open the door." The person outside the door seemed not to hear her words, and continued to bang on the door, his voice was old and hoarse, and he kept coughing.

The lights flickered and made a subtle electric sound.

After a long time, a sigh fell.

"Forget it, it's a good thing that the little girl is defensive."

"Although our apartment is called Ping An Apartment, the tenants living in it are from all walks of life. Why do you, a girl, come to a place like this!"

At the end of the sentence, his tone became a little excited, and seemed to be filled with anger and reproach.

Guiying frowned.

To him, she was just a stranger whom he met only once, with no interaction with her. Even if something happens in the apartment, why bother telling her this.

No one answered and there was silence.

The old man slowly calmed down again and said in a calm tone: "As people get older, sometimes they can't control their emotions. Don't be surprised, little girl."

"I know grandpa is worried about me. I heard that someone died in the apartment?" Gui Ying asked tentatively through a door.