Loud noises rumbled through the room, and the echoes lingered for a long time.
The sound almost frightened Ye Zhenzhen out of her wits. The surging waves drowned her, and she froze on the spot, her thoughts confused.
The waterfall cascaded down, and one drowned rat turned into two.
The man quickly calmed down and crouched down to fumble around the water pipe in the corner. The waterfall suddenly stopped.
Ye Zhenzhen’s hair stuck to her face, and her body was covered with water. The residual water poured down from the corners of her clothes like a heavy rain.
The man took off his glasses, reached out to wipe the water from his face, and twisted the water droplets from the hem of his T-shirt. He was about to wipe the lenses with the corner of his clothes.
Ye Zhenzhen wiped the stream from her face with her palms. She suddenly recognized the man, the man who mistakenly thought she was going to jump into the river.
Ye Zhenzhen took a dry towel and handed it to the man. He took the towel, dried his glasses carefully, and then put them on.
The white cotton nightgown was wet and tightly wrapped around her body, outlining her exquisite figure, and she was filled with spring.
The man stared straight at Ye Zhenzhen, his cheeks instantly turned red, all the way to his ears. He swallowed nervously, his throat rolling unconsciously, and he turned his head quickly when he realized that he had lost his composure.
Ye Zhenzhen lowered her head and looked at her chest, her face suddenly turned red. She hurriedly ran out of the bathroom, grabbed some clothes from the closet and wrapped them around herself.
The man walked out of the bathroom, "Do you need my help cleaning?"
Ye Zhenzhen wrapped her clothes tightly, her scalp was tight and her eyes had nowhere to rest, she trembled: "No need Thank you."
The floor of the room is covered with half a centimeter of water, and walking with your feet is like walking on the waves.
The man looked around, went to the balcony to get a broom, bent down to sweep the water, "I will help you sweep the water into the bathroom."
"No..." Ye Zhenzhen was too late. He stopped and swallowed the words back, "You can go back after sweeping up the water! I can mop the floor myself."
The wet pajamas stuck to the body, and the coat was soaked by the pajamas. She was eager to change her clothes, but the man was here, and there was no place for her to change clothes at the moment.
She stood there blankly, praying in her heart that the man would leave quickly.
The water slid down the man's hair and onto his face. He raised his shoulders to wipe the water droplets off his face.
The water in the room was driven to the bathroom bit by bit by the broom. The man lowered his head to sweep the water without any distractions, and gradually approached Ye Zhenzhen.
She wrapped her clothes tightly and carefully retreated to the wall.
The water droplets slid down her smooth skin, and the man caught a glimpse of a pair of slender legs.
He retracted his peripheral vision and put down the broom. "The water has almost been swept. You can mop the floor yourself!"
The man cleared his throat and bent down to open the tool box.
"Wipe your face!" Ye Zhenzhen felt sorry and handed him a dry towel, "This is new, not used."
The man hesitated for a moment and took the towel, "Do you live here? "
Ye Zhenzhen nodded, "Well, why are you here? "
The man was wearing a white shirt and khaki casual pants. He looked gentle and did not look like a repairman.
"My uncle called me and said that the tenant's water pipe burst. Let me come and help. "The man replied while wiping his hair.
Ye Zhenzhen was a little embarrassed. She repaired the toilet with her front feet, but now the water pipe burst again. It was a coincidence that she did it intentionally.
"Thank you. , I don’t know why the water pipe suddenly broke. ”
“It’s okay, the water pipes are old. The man smiled and said, "It's normal to buy something that can last a lifetime."
The man handed her the towel, "I'm going to buy a water pipe. If you don't replace it with a new one, you won't be able to use the bathroom." "
Ye Zhenzhen took the towel and took advantage of the man to go downstairs to buy a water pipe. She changed out of her wet pajamas and put on a T-shirt and jeans.
Changing clothes in a hurry, She finally relaxed.
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Outside the window, the dusk is getting thicker, and the gray gradually turns to black.
The smell of kebabs drifted into the balcony, and the scent of cumin entered my breath.
In the bathroom, under the dim light, a man held a wrench and bent over to replace the water pipe.
The man was focused on it. Busy and bookish, he turned into a repairman.
Ye Zhenzhen turned sideways and gently wiped her wet hair with a towel. She slowly walked to the bathroom door and leaned against the door frame.
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Warm light shone on Ye Zhenzhen's face, her thick long eyelashes fluttered slightly, like a butterfly resting on the green leaves. Her eyes stopped on the floor, and many fragments flashed in her mind.
"Okay! "The man stood up and patted the dust on his hands.
He turned on the faucet and checked that there were no signs of water seepage or leakage in the water pipes.
The sound of "swishing" water made Ye Zhen Zhen collected her thoughts and said, "Excuse me! "
"It doesn't matter. The man's smile was as gentle as water: "Is it convenient to add me on WeChat?" "
Ye Zhenzhen's smile froze on her face, and her eyes flickered. They met twice, and both times were awkward. Ye Zhenzhen was soaked in the water twice in a row.
< p> Seeing the troubled look on her face.The man raised his hand to touch his head, his eyes gradually darkened, he smiled lightly and said: "It's okay, it's okay. "
The request to add WeChat is not too much. After all, the man has indirectly helped her, and it seems unkind to disagree. It is just a WeChat add, there is no need to pretend to be cold.
Ye Zhenzhen was about to go to the bedside table to get her phone, but just as she turned around, there were rustling footsteps outside the door.
A red-haired woman poked her head at the door, "Yeah! The water pipe burst? I heard the sound of rushing water..."
Ye Zhenzhen nodded, "Yes, it has been repaired. "
The man bent down and picked up the toolbox, nodded to Ye Zhenzhen with a faint smile, and strode towards the door.
The red-haired woman turned aside to give up her position and asked He said: “Is this the landlord’s son? I seem to have seen him in this building..."
The back of the man turning away looked a little lonely, and there was a sigh in the corridor, which seemed helpless and lost.
Ye Zhenzhen grabbed the phone and walked quickly towards the door, her half-dried hair swaying slightly, and the corners of her clothes swayed with her footsteps.
"Wait a minute! "
At the entrance of the stairs, the lights were dim. The man stopped and slowly turned his head. His eyes gradually became clear.
A gentle smile appeared on the man's face. < /p>
The setting sun spreads across ten miles, the mountains in the distance are like dark blue, and the water near is smokey.
Ye Zhenzhen collected the clothes to be dried on the balcony. She walked back to the room with the dry clothes in her arms. A large men's T-shirt was left hanging in the wind.
Ye Mao and Wang You were clearing the table and loading the dishes they brought from home.
"Sister. , you really don’t want a boyfriend? Ye Mao raised his eyes and looked at the clothes on the balcony, "It doesn't matter if you have someone to take care of you. If anything is broken at home, someone will fix it." And the people who live here are very mixed, there are all kinds of people. "
Ye Zhenzhen lowered her head to fold the clothes without making a sound. After a moment, she held the folded clothes and opened the closet door.
The oil-paper umbrella fell down and smashed it impartially. To her forehead. She raised her hand to cover her forehead, it hurt a little.
"Sister, are you okay?" "Wang You came over, tilted his head and looked at Ye Zhenzhen's forehead.
Her smooth and white forehead was severely hit with a conspicuous red mark. She rubbed her forehead, "It's okay. "
At the dinner table, the three of them were chatting.
"Sister, tell the truth, have you offended someone? "Ye Mao lit up a cigarette.