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Assistant Jiang wasn't surprised when he received Zhou Xiang's call. There were many people around who wanted to curry favor with him, but he didn't dare to treat Zhou Xiang casually like others. His big boss personally invited Zhou Xiang to dinner , He has been with Yan Mingxiu for more than a year, and he has never seen Yan Mingxiu care so much about anyone. God knows what the boss is thinking, he only knows not to offend Zhou Xiang.
The two of them talked politely on the phone. Zhou Xiang thought that he wanted Assistant Jiang to introduce him more, so he kept chatting with him, and managed to get around to Yan Mingxiu's itinerary.
Zhou Xiang got a more precise time, Yan Mingxiu will fly to Chongqing next Thursday, but it is not to catch any announcement, but to deal with his own business.
Most of the people in the circle are named Mr. Yan Mingxiu, because most of the time, Yan Mingxiu does not rush to make announcements one after another like other artists. He has his own company and it operates very well.
Except for filming or commercials, Yan Mingxiu hardly participates in any public activities. He doesn't seem to care much about exposure, but works come out from time to time to ensure that the public will not forget him.
According to Assistant Jiang, Yan Mingxiu went to the meeting this time and would not be back until at least Sunday.
Zhou Xiang intends to stop hesitating and act on Thursday night.
After dinner on Thursday night, Zhou Xiang accompanied Chen Ying to watch TV for a while as usual. At about ten o'clock, he excused that a friend asked him to go out, and went out. He originally planned to go out in the middle of the night without telling Chen Ying, but he found that Chen Ying was a very light sleeper, and it would be even more troublesome if she found out.
He has prepared a series of things: hats, sunglasses, masks, flashlights, pliers, etc. With his equipment, no one will think that he is going back to "his own home" and that he intends to steal it.
Zhou Xiang also felt sad and ridiculous in his heart. He wanted to go back to his home to get his hard-earned money, but he actually needed to "steal" it back. There is no way, if he is discovered like this, he is not a thief.
He came to the corridor of his community, waited there for a while, and mustered up his courage. Then, while there was no one around, he quickly took out the spare key from the fire box, and tremblingly opened the door lock.
He looked outside for a long time, and there was no light inside, so there should be no one there, but he was still trembling with nervousness.
The anti-theft door of his house is the same as before. It is not very easy to use. When the key is inserted, you need to grab the door handle and lift it up to make the key fit perfectly with the keyhole. The sound of gears rotating is especially loud in the middle of the night. It hit Zhou Xiang's heart.
The door is open!
Zhou Xiang looked around again, quickly unscrewed the wooden door inside, walked into the room, and quietly closed the door.
A dusty smell came over his face, and Zhou Xiang realized almost immediately that no one had been in this house for a long time. In this season, if the windows are not opened for a few days, there will be such a stuffy smell in the house. It seems that Yan Mingxiu does not live here.
Zhou Xiang didn't dare to turn on the light, but turned on the flashlight, and scanned the house. The light of the flashlight and the dim light of the moon allowed him to see his home again.
Everything is as it is in memory, without any changes, as if these two years are all illusions, he just left for three months, and then came back, his home, this place he has been in since he was born The house that accompanies him has remained the same, waiting for his return.
This house is full of his memories, the stories of him and his parents, he and Yan Mingxiu, those thirty years stories are all condensed in this old house, making every old wall seem scattered. Smells like memories.
Zhou Xiang's nose was sour, and he had the urge to cry.
How much he wished that he appeared here just like he did countless times in the past, for the purpose of "going home", instead of just staying briefly like a thief.
Zhou Xiang sniffed and didn't dare to think any more. Even though Yan Mingxiu was out of town, he still didn't dare to stay here any longer. This is the so-called guilty conscience.
He put the plastic bag on the shoes and walked in lightly. The light of the flashlight swept over the dust on the shoe cabinet. It was not thick, but a thin layer, which proved that there were still people cleaning here from time to time. Maybe Yan Mingxiu saw their former friendship. , and occasionally let people come to clean it, so that the house will not be deserted.
He walked through the familiar small porch and went straight into the bedroom where he kept the cash.
He is used to putting some spare cash in the bedside table, not much, around four or five thousand, but at least it is more than his monthly salary. He is going to go back to the living room to get his bank card after getting the cash.
? Walking into the bedroom, it is still almost the same as before, even the bedding??At the beginning he and Yan Mingxiu bought it together, Zhou Xiang couldn't help walking over, touched the neatly folded silk quilt, the soft and slippery feel, Zhou Xiang can still recall how they stick to his own skin. A sense of comfort, especially when Yan Mingxiu turned over and hugged him with the quilt in his arms.
Zhou Xiang smiled bitterly, gently put the corner of the quilt back to its original position, quickly opened the bedside table, and sure enough, he saw the money he had thrown in it at will.
Zhou Xiang lived a good life before, more than four or five thousand is not a lot of money to him, at that time, he could still drive a car smartly, take the little boy he just met to go to the bar, give some small gifts, he There was almost nothing to worry about in his life until he met Yan Mingxiu.
Now even if it is four or five yuan, he has to save money. For the bus fare of one yuan left, Chen Ying can carry a pile of vegetables and walk home for half an hour under the sun. I was forced to get rid of the habit of buying things without looking at the price, and saved money diligently.
The four to five thousand yuan was already a surprise for Zhou Xiang.
He quickly stuffed the money into his pocket, and then returned to the living room. Unexpectedly, there was something wrong with the flashlight at this time, and the light flickered a few times before it disappeared. Looking through his bank card, the light of the phone always dims after a while, Zhou Xiang worked very hard.
When he went to Guangxi, he only brought a card with him as an emergency. In fact, with the crew, someone was responsible for eating and drinking, and there was no place for consumption in the mountains. It was unnecessary for him to bring it. He couldn¡¯t remember the card How much money, definitely not much, the one he saved with more money is placed in this drawer, there are a pile of his bills, certificates and passbooks in the drawer, and even his parents' marriage certificate can be found.
Just as he was flipping through, he heard the sound of the security door lock turning with his sensitive ears.
Zhou Xiang's hairs stood on end.
Someone? Yan Mingxiu? Impossible, isn't he in Chongqing! I can't be so unlucky, I just hit the gun.
If Yan Mingxiu saw him here, how would he explain it? Even if he has ten heads, he doesn't know how to explain it!
Zhou Xiang was at a loss in his desperation. He grabbed a few things that looked like bank cards, stuffed them all into his pockets, and then quickly closed the drawer. In a panic, he planned to sneak into the study to hide. He tripped over a small low stool next to his feet, and fell to the ground with a loud thud.
The door was opened, and a tall figure appeared at the door, shouting anxiously: "Who is it!"
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