Seeing that the person coming was Qiu Hui, Gu Xing was stunned for a moment, wondering why the other party found him.
At this time, Qiu Hui was wearing a gauze pajamas, her skin was very white, her hair had just been washed, her fragrance was permeating, and her rare beauty, she had a fatal attraction for any man.
"I'm so sorry,"
Qiu Hui looked at Gu Xing, her cheeks flushed, "My ceiling light suddenly broke, could you please help me check it out... I know this is too presumptuous, but I don't know many people in the basement... I think, you One of the nicest people here."
In the room, except for Satomi's grandma who turned her head and sat comfortably on the sofa knitting a sweater and watching TV, Fujino, Eijiro, and Yosuke all stood up.
Zao Hui flashed behind Gu Xing in an instant and grabbed his collar as if facing a formidable enemy.
【do not go】
【Don't go even if you die】
It was the first time that Gu Xing felt such a serious and nervous atmosphere from Xiaodong.
Even without Xiaodong's reminder, Gu Xing had no intention of agreeing to the other party.
"sorry,"
Gu Xing said to Qiu Hui: "I'm not very proficient in electrical appliances. It would be better for you to wait until tomorrow to hire a repairman."
Electrical appliances, do lights count as electrical appliances... Who cares?
"But," Qiu Hui said, "if you live alone at night, it's really scary to live in the dark."
"otherwise,"
She suddenly blinked at Gu Xing, "How about you go to my house and help me be brave. It only takes one night, and I will be very grateful."
Qiu Hui deliberately prolonged the last sentence.
Especially the four words "very grateful" sound so gentle and ecstatic that it can't help but make people imagine.
Gu Xing frowned.
What is it like to go to a single stranger's house in the middle of the night and be alone with only one woman? What's more, this woman is obviously not normal.
"I'm sorry, I can't help you with this, please ask someone else."
Gu Xing bowed and closed the door.
"What's wrong with this woman?"
[I’m not sure. Anyway, the aura just now was very ominous, very ominous. Stay away from her.]
[Well, I’ll add her to the blacklist too.]
outside the door.
Seeing Gu Xing's indifferent behavior, Qiu Hui's eyes lit up.
She waited at the door for a while, making sure that Gu Xing would not open the door again, and then she took slow steps and knocked on the door of another house very close to Gu Xing.
"Dong dong——"
The strange thing is that Qiu Hui's knock on the door was clearly loud, but except for the male owner of the house, Nomura Jiro, no one else could hear it at all.
Jiro Nomura opened the door sleepily and saw that the person coming was Qiu Hui, and he suddenly became energetic.
He subconsciously looked back at the house and saw that his wife and son were sleeping soundly.
Nomura Jiro lowered his voice:
"Excuse me, what can I do for you?"
As for this beautiful neighbor in front of him, Nomura Jiro has been paying attention to her since the first day she moved into the basement.
Several times when he met each other in the corridor, Nomura Jiro couldn't help but look at her a few more times, wondering how there could be such a beautiful woman in the world, and she lived in the same basement as him.
Regarding Qiu Hui's beauty, the small circle of men in the basement of the Nara apartment has completely reached a consensus.
Almost every man who encounters Qiu Hui in the corridor will have his heart beat faster, his blood flow will speed up, and his eyes will wander towards her.
If two men meet Qiu Hui in the corridor at the same time, they will definitely have a discussion after Qiu Hui leaves.
Jiro Nomura had such a conversation with a young neighbor:
"Qiu Hui, this woman is too beautiful."
"Yes, I'm afraid there is no other one as good-looking as this in the whole book. None of the stars on TV can compare to Qiu Hui."
"I heard Qiu Hui is still single?"
"Yes, I just don't know any man who is so lucky to marry Qiu Hui."
"Haha, it's impossible for me, a married man, to support my wife and children. You, an unmarried young man, still have a chance."
"Oh, it's a pity that I have a girlfriend. We have a good relationship."
Although the young male neighbor said this, his eyes kept drifting in the direction Qiu Hui left, as if he was being led away by an invisible rope.
Nomura Jiro is also a man with some experience, and he can tell the other party's duplicity at a glance.
If Qiu Hui is willing to extend an olive branch, this male compatriot will probably dump his current girlfriend without hesitation and fall under her skirt.
Of course, you can’t just laugh at others.
If the object of Qiu Hui's olive branch was Nomura Jiro, he probably wouldn't be able to resist it because the charm of this beautiful neighbor was too fatal.
Well... not only Nomura Jiro, but also all the men may not be able to withstand it. Those who can resist temptation are either not real men, have abnormal orientation, or have simply lost that function. Well, that's exactly what makes sense.
"Haha, man,"
Thinking of this, Nomura Jiro said to the young man at that time:
"If you don't try a few women, how can you know which one you really like? Besides, you are facing a top-notch woman like Qiu Hui who is rare in the country.
To be able to meet Qiu Hui in such a basement that is comparable to a slum, at such a young and passionate age where there is no need to care about the consequences, is probably a fate that can only be cultivated for hundreds of years.
Young people should take action boldly when it's time to take action. Don't wait until I am my age, with a wife and children, and want to be romantic, but my hands are tied and I have many worries.
Alas, those of us in decline can only look at the romance of young people. "
"You are absolutely right."
The young male neighbor nodded with deep understanding.
Unexpectedly, a few days after this conversation ended, Qiu Hui would take the initiative to knock on the door of Nomura Jiro, a down-and-out middle-aged man, in the dead of night.
How could Nomura Jiro's heart not beat wildly?
"I'm so sorry,"
Qiu Hui looked at Nomura Jiro with eyes like eyes.
"My ceiling light suddenly broke just now. Could you please help me check it out... I know this is too presumptuous, but I really don't know many people in this basement. You are the most kind person I think here."
"this……"
Nomura Jiro rolled his eyes. The first thing he thought of was that it didn't seem appropriate to go to a woman's home alone in the middle of the night to fix a light bulb. and……
He looked back at the house. If his wife woke up in the middle of the night and found that he was not in bed, but ran into the room of a strange and beautiful female neighbor... repairing electrical appliances would be difficult to explain.
"If you find it inconvenient,"
Qiu Hui seemed to see Nomura Jiro's concerns, and then said: "You can ask your wife to come with you."
"But,"
Nomura Jiro looked into the room again, "My wife is asleep...she sleeps very lightly."
Qiu Hui smiled.
She approached Nomura Jiro, and the faint fragrance rushed into Nomura Jiro's nose.
This breath intoxicated him, and there was no place in his body that didn't feel soft.
Qiu Hui said in a very soft voice: "Let's keep the noise down so that it won't disturb your wife - I think as long as you step in, it will be repaired soon. After it is repaired, can you come back?"
Keep your voice down--this term really makes people think.
That last cry of embarrassment also made people completely unable to think of refusing.
Ahem... Qiu Hui's words make sense.
I went to fix the light bulb and came back soon. My wife was sleeping so soundly that she wouldn't notice.
What's more, Jiro Nomura just went to help his weak and helpless neighbor fix a light bulb, which was perfectly normal.
Even if his wife finds out, he can still respond with a clear conscience.
At this time, Nomura Jiro inevitably remembered his previous conversation with his young male neighbor.
So what if you are young? When she encounters trouble, the first thing Qiu Hui thinks of is a mature, steady, energetic and charming middle-aged man like him.
"good,"
Nomura Jiro nodded, "Neighbors should help each other...well."
He said this to Qiu Hui, but it sounded more like he was saying it to himself.
Nomura Jiro slowly closed the door, and the two of them walked towards Qiu Hui's room with gentle steps, one after the other.
Qiu Hui's back was slim and her clothes were very thin. Her back was actually more charming than her front face.
She really looked like the legendary fox girl... How could there be such a beautiful woman in the world, and how could she be so lucky to knock on his door.
Nomura Jiro's heart was pounding.
He was afraid of being discovered by his wife and seen by the residents in the basement, and he felt a thrill of having an affair in front of everyone's eyes.
The light bulb was fixed quickly.
In fact, it was just a broken filament.
Qiu Hui has brand new light bulbs ready at home. All Nomura Jiro needs to do is step on the stool and replace the good light bulb.
It's that simple.
As long as Qiu Hui is willing to step on the bench, she can do it herself.
Nomura Jiro even suspected for a moment that Qiu Hui came to him for help late at night just to give each other a chance to get close.
In this quiet and dark room, Qiu Hui's flashlight emitted a dim light, and an ambiguous breath lingered. The hormones of the two people rubbed against each other, making Nomura Jiro feel a little hot.
We can't stay any longer, something will happen if we stay any longer...
"alright,"
He reluctantly let go of the light bulb and said, "Try turning on the light and see."
"boom--"
Qiu Hui did not turn on the light, but closed the door.
"What are you..."
Nomura Jiro felt that all the blood in his body was rushing to his head.
Qiu Hui turned off the flashlight, and the room suddenly became dark.
"Nomura-kun,"
In the darkness, the cold Qiu Hui threw herself into his arms, "I'm so cold, please give me a little warmth."
The blood was like a flood, breaking through Nomura's already weak dam.
He became hot all over.
The moment Qiu Hui fell into his arms, the warm smiles of his wife and son flashed through his mind. He remembered that although he had been very unpromising for so many years, his wife had never complained about anything and had always been tolerant and generous. Be considerate of yourself.
Having a wife like this is enough to comfort even a failed life like Nomura Jiro.
But the next moment, he thought that he was holding in his arms the most exquisite beauty in the entire country, and even the indifferent gods could not resist her charm.
Men in this country are under too much pressure in their lives and careers. It's not too much to host it once in a while.
"Wow——"
Drops of water fell on the two people. This not only failed to restore Nomura's calmness, but made him feel that everything became more charming.
The real drama hasn’t started yet…
"what's up,"
Nomura was interrupted and murmured, "Is the house leaking?"
"It's raining."
It was Qiu Hui's voice as gentle as rain.
"Is it wrong? Why is it raining in the house?"
"Don't you think it's more romantic this way?"
That makes sense. More than romantic, extremely romantic. Nomura thought so.
He hugged Qiu Hui tightly and sniffed her.
"Wait a minute," Qiu Hui touched his mouth with her fragrant, jade-white fingers, "You haven't said whether you love me or not."
"Love, super love,"
Nomura has never said so heartfeltly, "My heart completely belongs to you."
He seemed to have forgotten that he had never even spoken the word love to his wife. He considers himself a very conservative man.
"Very good."
The next moment, Nomura felt a sharp pain in his chest.
Lights came on in the house.
In the drizzle, Qiu Hui put her hand into his chest.
"You——" Nomura's eyes widened.
"It's mine now,"
Qiu Hui took out a bloody heart, with a gentle and touching smile on her face, "This is what you said."
Nomura fell into a pool of blood with a face full of disbelief, and endless regret arose in his remaining will - he should have thought long ago, how could such a down-and-out and ugly middle-aged man be favored by Qiu Hui.
The rain continued to fall, the kind of endless rain in autumn, with a touch of sadness and melancholy.
After a while, Nomura's body was melted by the raindrops and disappeared.
His ghost floated from the ground.
He saw that Qiu Hui's room was packed with ghosts of men. Tall, short, fat, thin, handsome and ugly, young and old, there are all kinds of men, densely packed, retaining their appearance in life, with numb and sad faces.
The lights in the room went out again.
Qiu Hui opened the door and walked out of the house.
The corridor in the basement was also crowded with the ghosts of men. They looked at Qiu Hui with sadness.
Nomura was squeezed out of the house.
"Go and line up outside." A ghost said.
Nomura was squeezed outside the basement of the Nara apartment again.
There were also ghosts of men outside, hundreds of them, gathering around the apartment as if at a market.
They all looked at the basement door, as if waiting for Qiu Hui to come out.
It is also raining outside, just like the rain in Qiu Hui's house, endless, beautiful and sad.
It turns out that the rain has never stopped.
Although he has turned into a ghost, Nomura feels that his love for Qiu Hui has become more passionate and sincere.
On the road of chasing Qiu Hui's gentle footsteps, Nomura is not alone, there are so many ghosts with the same ambition accompanying him.
So he also looked at the door of the basement passage. Gradually, his expression became numb and sad like every ghost around him.
In the basement passage, Qiu Hui knocked on another door...
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