number one idol

Chapter 55 You Are Sick

The next day.

It was past nine in the morning.

He Xiao yawned and got up.

Just finished recording the third episode of "The Voice of Dreams", both mentally and physically are very tired, Lin Yunkai also knows that He Xiao is very tired, so he didn't drag him around for commercial performances these days.

It can be said that since he got the black phone, He Xiao's life has undergone earth-shaking changes, and he hasn't had such a good rest for a long time.

Although he slept until he woke up naturally, he only rested for about seven hours. He Xiao lay on the bed, still not wanting to move.

Taking out the black mobile phone and looking at it, I stayed in bed for an hour like a salted fish.

At about 10:30, he heard movement in the living room.

Zhang Wei probably woke up, this guy drank too much last night, hugging He Xiao, crying and laughing, talking nonsense, He Xiao was afraid that he would really jump off the roof of the building, so he poured chicken soup for him desperately, It can be regarded as stabilizing this glass-hearted big man.

At this moment, he stretched himself and got up from the bed, He Xiao put on a pair of shorts, pushed open the door and walked out.

It was noon, and the sun was already high, and it would be too salty to be paralyzed.

Some people catch up with the leisure time on weekends and can lie in bed for a whole day. He Xiao doesn't know how these people do it.

Anyway, he can't stay idle, and he feels uncomfortable when he stays in one place all the time.

What's more, at this point in time, even if he wanted to lie down, his stomach would not allow it.

The feeling of hunger rolled over his face, just as Zhang Wei woke up, He Xiao planned to drag him downstairs to eat something, to make up for the morning and noon meals together.

With a creak, He Xiao pushed open the door.

The figure in the living room came into his eyes, with a bun in his hair, wearing a black sweater, sweeping the floor.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, she looked back and saw that He Xiao was only wearing a pair of shorts, and she sneered immediately: "It costs money to play hooligans, you don't even have a muscle in your body, so don't show it." ?”

He Xiao never expected that when he opened the door, he would not meet Zhang Wei, but the stinky landlord sister.

Especially when the other party scolded his figure so unscrupulously, it really made He Xiao, a big man, a little ashamed.

Although he wasn't as skinny as a hemp stick, he didn't have much muscle. I thought he and Zhang Wei were the only ones in the room. What should I wear?But he didn't expect to meet a lesbian sweeping the floor in his room as soon as he opened the door.

He Xiao hurriedly went back to the room with a blushing face and took out a half-sleeve. After putting it on, he came out and asked, "Why are you here? Where's Zhang Wei?"

"Dead." Seeing the landlord's sister leaning the broom against the wall and leaning her butt on the table, she said indifferently.

"Ah?" He Xiao was stunned for two seconds before reacting suddenly, his complexion changed drastically: "I still didn't want to open it? How did I die? Why didn't I hear anything? Have you called the police!"

He Xiao really couldn't accept it, he felt sad, he poured so much chicken soup to Zhang Wei last night, did he still not persuade him in the end?
"Pfft."

Seeing He Xiao's bewildered look that turned into sadness, Zhang Xuran suddenly laughed and laughed, "Silly! You believe everything I say! Do you want to laugh at me to death so that I can inherit my ant money?"

Hoarse laughter echoed in his ears, and He Xiao stayed silent for two or three seconds before walking around Zhang Xuran with a dark face.

"This joke is not funny at all!"

Going straight to Zhang Wei's door, He Xiao pushed it open. The room was clean and the bedding and sheets were all put away, as if no one had lived there last night.

He Xiao couldn't believe that a living person just disappeared like this. He searched inside and out, but found nothing was left, even the most basic daily necessities were gone.

"Don't look for it, he's gone." Zhang Xuran stopped smiling, and stretched out her hand to brush a strand of hair covering her forehead, "I left this morning, and I went to Hengdian as a group performer, saying that I want to chase my dream."

"In addition, he thanked you very much. I didn't ask me to refund the half of the rent, saying that it was for you."

"Also, he said that he would come to you if he got out of the way in the future."

Zhang Xuran lit a cigarette, squinted her eyes and said.

He Xiao asked: "Then what if you didn't get ahead?"

Zhang Xuran smiled, "Didn't get ahead? That's the end of my life."

He Xiao felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this. Although he had not known Zhang Wei for a long time, this guy was a man with a true temperament, and the story about him made people feel bitter.

"Ahem, this Hamapi, I took him in for five years, and I didn't say anything to give me." Zhang Xuran choked on his throat from smoking, coughing violently, while staring at He Xiao: "Now you live in the house alone , for the sake of your conscience, I will give you a little discount, just pay five thousand for the rent."

He Xiao looked at her in surprise. If you say that Zhang Xuran is annoying, sometimes she can give you a little surprise by surprise, saying that she is a nice person, but that mouth is really poisonous.

He took out his mobile phone and transferred [-] to Zhang Xuran, He Xiao said: "I can't ask for Zhang Wei's money, you must have Zhang Wei's contact information, you can send the [-] back to him, it will be very hard, I can't do it again." It made him suffer even more."

Hearing this, Zhang Xuran suddenly looked at He Xiao in surprise, as if she only knew him now.

This man, who was still bargaining with her for the rent yesterday, turned out to be so generous today that he didn't even want the rent of three thousand for nothing.

It seems that Zhang Wei is not the only fool these days.

"Okay." Nodding, Zhang Xuran closed the door of Zhang Wei's room, then handed out a key and said, "This room belongs to you, remember to clean it frequently."

"Yeah." He Xiao nodded. He planned to tidy up Zhang Wei's room and give it to Sweet Potato to live in. It just so happened that cat litter, cat food, and cat scratchers also had a place to put them.

The two hands briefly touched, and the touch was cold.

After Zhang Xuran threw the key into He Xiao's palm, he quickly withdrew his hand and hid it under his sleeve.

Even in such a short second, He Xiao still discovered something unusual.

Zhang Xuran's hands were too white.

Not the kind of natural white tender, but sickly white with spots.

He Xiao vaguely remembered that this seemed to be a kind of disease.

Seeing He Xiao's gaze on his cuff, Zhang Xuran frowned, and cursed: "Don't fucking look at my hands! Let's see if I gouged out your eyes, believe it or not?"

"I don't believe it." He Xiao shook his head and answered subconsciously.

Zhang Xuran's breathing was stagnant, she didn't expect someone to answer her like that.

The next moment, she became angry from embarrassment, and pointed at He Xiao like a female ruffian, "You and the two of you are arguing, aren't you?"

He Xiao also came to his senses at this time, he just talked about the sky to death.

The main reason is because I was absorbed in thinking just now, and after hearing what Zhang Xuran said, I thought about it and subconsciously answered it.

This pissed off Zhang Xuran, who cursed all over and said, "Is there something wrong with your brain? If I say that when I was young, I took a kitchen knife and didn't even bat an eyelid when I chopped up thirteen streets, would you still want me?" Ask me if my eyes are dry?"

"Are those eyes dry?" He Xiao was also curious when he heard her say that.

"I'll fuck you, uncle!" Zhang Xuran was furious, "The point of what I said is whether the eyes are dry or not, do you believe it or not? You idiot!"

The landlord's sister was so angry that she forgot about He Xiao looking at her hands, so she slammed the door and walked out.

Seeing the successful diversion of attention, He Xiao touched his nose, went back to the room and took out his laptop, and began to search for the symptoms of leukoplakia.

(End of this chapter)