Pollution throughout the territory

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Xia Ren drove Zhu Youqian's Chevrolet to the gate of the community. When he was about to go in, he noticed that the security guard was amazed and had a gossipy look in his eyes. He hesitated, so he just hesitated and did not go in. .

The sports car was still a little too ostentatious and easily attracted attention. Under the uncle's resentful eyes, Xia Ren drove the car to a nearby parking lot and walked in from the side door.

Xia Ren came with a purpose and went straight to the door of his house without any stop.

As luck would have it, the neighbor's sister upstairs passed by carrying another bag of things and saw him.

Under the doubtful eyes of the other party, Xia Ren took out the key with ease, opened the door and walked in.

"really."

As soon as he entered the living room, Xia Ren couldn't help but sigh when he saw the scene in front of him.

The takeout boxes were still on the coffee table, stacked several high. Skirts and clothes were everywhere on the sofa, and there was no place to sit. I accidentally stepped on something under my feet. When I moved it away, I saw it was the packaging bag of the facial mask. .

"How can I get married in the future like this?"

Xia Ren had a headache.

In the past, when he was at home, everything was tidy, but in just a few days, it looked like this.

On the shelf against the wall, there is a large black and white photo, which is Xia Ren's last photo. In front of the photo, there is a wooden box.

"This is my ashes."

It's quite a strange feeling to face one's own portrait.

He walked closer, opened the lid and took a look. It was empty inside.

I stretched my fingers to the inner wall and pulled it. There was no dust at all, indicating that no ashes had been stored inside.

No one would take the urn home and wash it after using it, right?

"What are you doing with an empty urn here?"

He didn't think much, turned around and planned to go back to his bedroom to take out the keys to Jingjing's house first.

Xia Ren was stunned when he opened the bedroom door.

"I must have opened it the wrong way."

He slammed the door shut, waited two seconds, and opened it again.

"Is this still my bedroom?"

I saw socks, sandals, and sneakers scattered all over the floor, and a few pieces of worn women's underwear scattered on the bed. If he hadn't recognized these underwear and shoes, he would have doubted whether Xia Qiudong was He quickly rented out the empty house while he was away from home after his death.

The desk next to it was even more messy. Snack bags and uneaten snacks were mixed in a very even way, and the table below was almost invisible.

Even if he slept in his bedroom, it was still so messy. Xia Ren, who had a slight mysophobia, simply couldn't bear it. He was about to return to the living room to find a mop to clean up, when he heard something suddenly coming from outside the door.

"Don't help me! I can...walk by myself."

It was the voice of my sister Xia Qiudong.

Is she drunk?

That was not the priority. The door opened and someone came over.

what to do? Xia Ren looked around. It was definitely not possible to run to the living room at this time. He looked down at his feet and hid under the bed.

The bedroom door was pushed open and Xia Ren saw two pairs of feet.

One pair was wearing women's high heels and the other was wearing leather shoes. It appeared to be a man's.

He frowned subconsciously. His sister should be at work at this time. How could she be brought home drunk?

"What a mess."

A man's voice.

Then with a "squeak", Xia Qiudong was put on the bed by the other party.

"Xiao Xia?"

The man shouted tentatively, but there was no response. It seemed that he was drunk to an unclear degree.

Xia Ren thought about where you should go next, and I quickly cleaned the house. There was dust under the bed, and it was very uncomfortable to stay there.

What caught him off guard was that instead of leaving, the man heard the sound of his belt being loosened in the room.

"I..."

Xia Ren instantly understood what was going on.

He pushed the ground with his hands, made a horizontal movement, and slid out from under the bed.

The pot-bellied man had already put one knee up on the bed. Suddenly he saw a woman appear on the floor, with an uncontrollable expression of anger on her face, staring at him fiercely like a ghost, and she immediately screamed in fright.

"roll!"

Xia Ren looked at the back of the other party escaping in a hurry and was in a terrible mood. When he turned around, he saw Xia Qiudong on the bed, his clothes were messy, his cheeks were rosy, and he was even more angry.

"You were almost raped, did you know that?"

He grabbed Xia Qiudong's collar, lowered his voice and roared.

"Xia...Ren? You're back."

Xia Qiudong opened her eyes slightly, her eyes were a little blurry due to being drunk.

"It's not Xia Ren, it's not my Xia Ren..."

After seeing a female face, Xia Qiudong pouted and cried.

Seeing the other party crying like a child, most of the anger in Xia Ren's heart disappeared immediately.

"damn it."

He didn't know who he was scolding, and he felt more irritable than ever.

"Xia Ren, where have you been? My sister can't live without you, please come back soon..."

Xia Qiudong pulled the pillow next to him and hugged him in his arms, calling his name over and over again as if dreaming, tears streaming down his face.

Xia Ren sat on the edge of the bed, clenching and unclenching the fists in his hands, the expression on his face changed, and finally he sighed deeply.

"Silly woman."

Looking at his sister's appearance, he wouldn't wake up for a while, so he left in no hurry. He took a mop and cleaned up the living room. When he turned around to tidy up the bedroom, he found that Xia Qiudong didn't know when. He had vomited all over himself, and his clothes and sheets were all covered in smelly vomit.

"I don't know how to drink, but I still drink so much with others. It's a shame you always warned me."

Xia Ren frowned and looked at her for a long time, then carried her to the bathroom, wiped all the dirt on her body with a towel, found a clean nightgown for her to put on, and threw it on her bed in her own bedroom.

The sheets were changed, the floors were mopped, and all the clothes scattered around were picked up and thrown into the washing machine, setting the timer.

After doing all this, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

The home seemed to have a new look and finally returned to its familiar appearance.

He finally went back to his sister's bedroom and reached out to touch her forehead.

"I have only been away for a few days. How can I rest assured when you are like this?"

"Xia Ren, don't go, don't leave me alone..."

Xia Qiudong grabbed his arm, her eyes were closed, it was just talking in her sleep.

"Won't leave."

Xia Ren comforted her, and seeing that she didn't move for a long time, he gently pulled out his arm.

About to stand up and leave.

"Xia Ren."

She suddenly shouted again.

"I am here."

A little distressed, a little uncomfortable, an indescribable feeling.

If he had been at home, today's situation would never have occurred.

"You said you would marry me, right?"

she asked next.

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