Chapter 951 I Will Coax You to Sleep in the Future (28)

The sound insulation in the community is not so good. Walking on the road, you can hear noisy sounds, quarrels and children's crying and laughing intertwined, which is a bit mixed.

If the neighborhood is still so noisy at night, it will inevitably disturb the residents.

In such an environment, with the buff bonus of the original owner's insomnia, if she lived here, she would definitely not be able to sleep.

Yan Ci led Feng Qian to the downstairs of a unit.

There was some rainwater accumulated on the ground of the first floor, and the water stains were a bit cloudy because of the dust.

The number of floors in the community is not high, so there will be no elevators.

Yan Ci pursed his lips, looked back at Feng Qian, his lips moved, and said in a whisper: "The stairs are a bit steep, be careful."

Feng Qian nodded, before climbing the stairs, she asked, "Which floor do you live on?"

Yan Ci was very honest: "The top floor."

Feng Qian: "...!"

She raised her eyes and glanced at the narrow and steep stairs, and instantly felt that there was a long way to go.

There is a guardrail next to the stairs, and the railings of the guardrail are iron pillars of moderate thickness and thickness, and they are also somewhat rusted.

Feng Qian glanced at it, and decisively gave up the idea of ​​supporting it.

The little girl looked down at her feet, and went up one step at a time, slowly.

Yan Ci was also used to the stairs in the community, and his speed was much faster than Feng Qian's.

Feeling the girl behind him fall, he stopped at the stairs and waited for a while.

Looking down, he could see the top of the girl's hair.

The little girl lowered her head, and climbing the stairs also gave people a very serious feeling.

Yan Ci also regretted bringing the other party in.

The boy didn't make a sound, and waited until the girl approached before continuing to go up, but the speed also slowed down.

When he reached the top floor, Feng Qian put one hand on the wall, and his breathing was a little unsteady.

Yan Ci took out the key and unlocked the door.

After pushing the door open, Feng Qian withdrew his hand, and the young man in front of him looked back at her, with a tone of self-blame: "Are you okay?"

Feng Qian blinked his eyes.

"fine."

It's just... a little tired.

"Um."

Yan Ci nodded, pushed the door completely open, and walked in first.

After entering the room, the boy stepped back a few steps to make room for the girl.

He pursed his lips and said, "My house is relatively small, and the environment is not very good."

"It's okay." Feng Qian lifted her foot and walked in, and she glanced around.

The place where Yan Ci lived was indeed small and not spacious, but he kept the room clean and tidy, and it looked very refreshing.

"Very good, looks very comfortable."

Hearing the sound, the boy blinked his eyes.

Before, he thought...she would dislike the place where he lived.

Before he stepped into the community, his heart was a little uneasy.

However, she did not dislike it.

As if something was touched in his heart, the corner of the boy's mouth raised a slight arc unknowingly, and he himself did not notice this arc.

There was a small sofa in the room, Yan Ci hastily poured Feng Qian a glass of water, and put it on the wooden coffee table in front of the sofa.

"The water is warm. I'm going to pack my things, you sit down for a while."

Feng Qian glanced at the glass on the coffee table, then turned his head to look at Yan Ci: "Do you need my help?"

"No need, I can do it myself."

The boy shook his head and walked into the bedroom.

Feng Qian looked around casually before sitting down on the sofa.

She picked up the glass and took a few sips of water.

The water temperature is just right.

After sitting and resting for a while, Feng Qian got up and walked to Yan Ci's bedroom.

Then I saw the other party standing in front of the wardrobe in a daze.

After a while, Yan Ci took out some clothes, turned around and met Feng Qian's gaze.

He froze for a moment, then looked away.

There was a small single bed in the bedroom, and a black backpack was placed on the bed, and the zipper was opened at this time.

Yan Ci walked over directly and put the folded clothes in his hand.

Cough cough, you seem to have misunderstood yesterday. When I said the start of the school year, I meant the official start of classes, not going back to school???? It seems that Nanjing is also very serious, and I will definitely not be able to go back for the time being. Classes will be held online at home.