Reborn Hong Kong Wild Age

Chapter 3 Daydream

Gu Xiayang, who has a little obsessive-compulsive disorder, can't see it being disorganized. He frowns and walks around Zhou Huimin's house, and can't help but want to help him sort it out.

Walking to the old refrigerator, Gu Xiayang habitually opened it, took a can of drink and started drinking it!

"Hey Hey hey!!!!"

"Gu! Xia! Yang!"

Zhou Huimin, who discovered that Gu Xiayang was secretly drinking, jumped up immediately, and shouted: "No! Hey, there is a bottle that has been opened... Ah, what are you doing, don't take my watermelon!"

"Clap!"

In the middle of the fight, the watermelon that Gu Xiayang had just bitten into in his hand fell to the ground!

"Why are you getting more and more annoying! My watermelon..." Zhou Huimin picked it up almost as soon as the watermelon landed on the ground.

"Isn't it just a piece of watermelon, I'll buy one for you later, okay?"

Looking at Zhou Huimin who was about to cry without tears, Gu Xiayang rubbed his hair and said, "It's a big deal. If your TV breaks down in the future, I'll fix it for you for free. That's all right!"

Zhou Huimin, who lowered her head while holding a bitten watermelon, suddenly raised her head and asked with sparkling eyes, "Are you serious!"

"Also, the parts are also included."

While talking, Zhou Huimin handed over the watermelon that fell on the ground again, looking very generous.

"fake!"

Zhou Huimin rushed up and grabbed Gu Xiayang, gritted his teeth and said, "Really! You drank my soda and ate my watermelon, you must be responsible to the end!"

"Don't, don't, don't fight, really, really, be responsible to the end!"

Looking at Zhou Huimin's cute and naive appearance, and looking at the messy room, Gu Xiayang couldn't help but said: "Your house is really messy. I'm free today. Let me clean it up for you."

Gu Xiayang, who was a little irritable at home, became calm because of Zhou Huimin's appearance. This was like an anchor point, making him feel real.

Seeing the suspicious look from the other party, Gu Xiayang waved his hands and said, "That's it, I'll help you clean up the house. As a reward, I'll have dinner at your house!"

"Weird."

Zhou Huimin gave him a strange look, and thought to himself, don't you usually come here to have a meal with the cheek, what's the matter today, but naturally agreed.

As Gu Xiayang, who used to live alone, sorting out items and how to effectively use living space has long been a craft.

"This annoying ghost is actually not that annoying!"

Seeing Gu Xiayang, who was busy and full of energy, kept moving things, and even ran home to get tools, Zhou Huimin's rosy little mouth was shocked enough to stuff an egg.

In the small room, Gu Xiayang didn't care at all that his white shirt was stained with all kinds of dust, and there were only two words in his gestures - neat.

"Looking at it from this angle, Gu Xiayang still looks pretty good."

"Oh, what are you doing hitting my head!"

"What are you doing there stupidly? Come and help!"

"Oh oh oh."

"My eldest lady, aren't you a good housekeeper? Why are you so stupid to do some work? You'd better go and take these to your room."

"Let me tell you, go find a small shelf and put it here later, it can hold more things than you can pile up, and it takes up less space."

"Is there any paper and pen, go, bring it to me."

……

"Hold on to the stool, I, hahaha, what the hell is this!"

"Gu! Xia! Yang! Don't, my hair, woo woo woo—"

Gu Xiayang, who was stepping on a stool to get things from the cabinet, suddenly put a cardboard box on Zhou Huimin's head, and when she pulled it off in a panic, her hair had become a mess.

"It was all an illusion just now, Gu Xiayang still hates it!"

The two were busy all afternoon, Gu Xiayang directed Zhou Huimin to fight, and played tricks on the little Jew from time to time, making her angrily push and push, time was so real.

At this time, Gu Xiayang felt in a trance that these years in his memory were so real, and he seemed to have integrated into these years.

Unknowingly, the whole afternoon passed, and looking at the tidy space at this time, Zhou Huimin wiped the crystal sweat on his nose, his eyes were like a clear spring flowing, full of surprise: "Wow~ "

"Click."

Just when Zhou Hui was sensitive, the door opened, and Zhou's mother, who pushed the door in, looked at Zhou Huimin and Gu Xiayang suspiciously, and then looked around, wondering if she had entered the wrong room.

"mom!"

"Hello Auntie."

"Yang Zai is here too. Auntie just bought a fish today, let's have dinner here." Knowing that Gu Xiayang's mother often didn't come home to cook, Zhou's mother habitually invited her.

Gu Xiayang, who has been eating since childhood, is more used to it: "Thank you, Auntie."

"Mom, look what's different at home."

Zhou Huimin happily stepped forward to take the dish from her mother, and with the other hand, she couldn't wait to grab her and began to explain seriously.

"Hey, here are plastic flowers, this box contains beads, and the long box over there is string... The contents of those bottles and jars have not changed, but isn't it nice to rearrange them... here Nailed some hooks, oh, you can hang..."

"Also, Dangdangdangdang~ Isn't the kitchen different? Does it look good when hung up like this, and it's also convenient for you to hold and use?"

……

At this time, Zhou Huimin was like a chirping bird, constantly telling her mother about her tidy home, as well as the placement and use of various items, and pulled her into the room to explain clothes and accessories carefully. Storage and so on.

Storage is a simple word. In fact, the flower head inside is very thick, and there are various storage methods. In general, it is hanging storage, drawer storage, storage rack and storage shed.

Like in the kitchen, Gu Xiayang used S-shaped hooks to transform kitchen props into display storage.Not only kitchen props, but if you use a deep box, you can store ingredients by category, store small kitchen items, etc., and even store hanging cups.

As for the room, because it was the private space of Zhou Huimin and Zhou's mother, Gu Xiayang didn't rush to help store it, but taught Zhou Huimin a few tricks, and this little girl was very smart to play with it.

"Mom, what's the matter? Am I very good? I took care of all these. Do you feel that your home is much more comfortable all of a sudden? Hee hee hee."

"Yes, yes, Xiao Min is great!"

Seeing her daughter showing off her joy, Zhou's mother also found it very novel. This way of summarizing is refreshing and frees up a lot of space.

Zhou Huimin was even happier when she was praised by her mother. Seeing Gu Xiayang who was smiling beside her, she said, "Ah Yang also contributed a lot today!"

Then look at Gu Xiayang pouting at the TV, thinking that her purse was missing 40 yuan, she said with a little pain: "Ah Yang also fixed the TV for you."

"Oh? Yangzi can also repair TV sets, thank you!"

Mother Zhou looked at Gu Xiayang again in amazement. Needless to say, this kid must have taught him how to store the house today. I didn't realize that he was quite self-reliant before.

Gu Xiayang said obediently: "Auntie, you are being polite. I used to eat every day for three days, which is what I should do."

"Look at what you said, isn't it just a matter of having extra chopsticks? Sit down and rest for a while, and Auntie will cook right away."

When Zhou's mother entered the kitchen, Zhou Huimin pursed her lips and muttered, "It's all right, and I'll be charged 40 yuan."

"Didn't I say that there will be a lifetime warranty in the future?"

Gu Xiayang couldn't laugh or cry, how stingy he must be to be so fussy!
"Humph!"

……

After eating the meal cooked by Zhou's mother contentedly, Gu Xiayang looked at the piano against the wall and suddenly asked for no reason: "When is the piano usually ready to play?"

Zhou Huimin glanced at Gu Xiayang strangely, and said, "Anytime? Oh, no, I usually stop playing after nine o'clock, and some people find it too noisy!"

Gu Xiayang, who is proficient in many musical instruments, nodded, then sat down in front of the piano naturally, and said to Zhou's mother: "Auntie, I will play a piece of music as a thank you for dinner!"

"Can Yangzi also play the piano?"

Mother Zhou's doubts were also Zhou Huimin's doubts.

Seeing Gu Xiayang's pretentious gestures seemed like that, but after Gu Xiayang tried a few sounds, there was a little bit of surprise in his eyes, as if he really knew it?

"Your piano needs to be tuned."

After speaking, the black and white keys began to beat.

This song is based on a slow rhythm, and under Gu Xiayang's dancing hands, there are indifferent notes one by one, outlining a silence as cool as water.

Playing it slowly all the time, like people melting under the cool autumn night, looking at the stars in the sky, silently alone; also like the boring moments of autumn night, constantly intertwining various thoughts in their minds.

But the main theme remains the same, with a slow beat, the main theme played by the bass, and a few crisp monotones in the middle of each variation, as if the eyes are slightly foggy, and then it seems to hear the crisp dripping sound.There are slightly faster tempos played and slower whispers.It's like the ups and downs of mood, just for the person I miss.

Sometimes it is the joy of hearing footsteps approaching, and sometimes it is the shallow sadness of thinking about you every night...

In such a voice, silent in a kind of auditory hallucination, it is like experiencing Zhuang Zhou's dream of turning into a butterfly, and can no longer distinguish where is the other side of my life and where is the self living on the other side.

Zhou's mother was silent and lost her mind as if she was remembering something, while Zhou Huimin looked at Gu Xiayang fixedly, as if she was still immersed in the melody of parting sorrow and reluctance.

"Nice!"

It wasn't until Gu Xiayang closed the piano cover that Zhou's mother and Zhou Huimin came back to their senses.

Especially Zhou Huimin, who frowned slightly, as if he had racked his brains and didn't think of the name of this piano piece. He said in a daze, "You play the piano very well, but why haven't I heard this piece before? What's it called?"

"Tears."

"It's so nice, who composed the piece?" As a pianist, Zhou Huimin thought she knew almost all the classic pieces, but she had no impression of this one.

"Daydream."

"Daydream? Weird name. How can you play the piano? I haven't seen you play it before!"

Gu Xiayang blinked at Zhou Huimin, and said, "If you listen too much to the neighbor, you'll learn."

"Hmph, if you don't say it, don't say it, it's mysterious."

This piano piece by Gu Xiayang was not only given to Little Jew and Mother Zhou, but it was also a formal farewell to the former self and a new life.

Seeing that it was getting late, Gu Xiayang, who had a good idea, got up and bid farewell to the two of them and went home.

"I can fix the TV, tidy up the room, and now I can play the piano. Is it so useful to go to college?"

"Tears is really nice, Daydream? Is there such a person?"

Recalling that Gu Xiayang blinked at herself before leaving, Zhou Huimin gritted her teeth and whispered: "Liar, every time I played the piano a little later, I would knock on the door and make a fuss! Today I still earned 40 yuan!!!"

(End of this chapter)