Compared to the delicious food in the store, Zhang Yuekui encountered a lot of problems.

Zhang Yuekui and Chen Anyang held the bowl and looked up at the droplets of water that kept seeping from the top of their heads. A drop of water fell onto the bonfire in front of them, making a "poof" sound, which then brought back their attention.

"This roof leaks?" Chen Anyang looked up at the water that was constantly seeping from the ceiling, and said slowly.

"It looks like this...it seems to be." Zhang Yuekui turned his head again and saw that the ceiling on the other side of the wall was also slightly seeping water droplets, and was slowly rolling down against the wall.

The store is already on the first floor. Although it is heavy snow in the cold season, Zhang Yuekui has been diligent in cleaning the snow on the roof, but in the last cold season, about 30 to 40 centimeters of snow accumulated on the roof. When the snow melts, there is still a lot of water. In addition, there are small second floors on both sides, and a lot of the melted snow falls on their roofs.

When the snow melted, I didn’t know if the roof was leaking. Moreover, the store had a ceiling decoration at that time. Now the ceiling is leaking like this, I’m afraid the ceiling has been flooded.

But it was too dark at this time, so Zhang Yuekui couldn't go up to the roof to check it out, let alone lift the ceiling directly. She was afraid that she could flood the house directly_(:з」∠)_

"Let's talk about it tomorrow morning... I'll eat the malatang first." Zhang Yuekui finished speaking, "tick" a drop of water fell into her bowl accurately.

"..." Silently changing himself, Zhang Yuekui no longer paid attention to whether it was dirty or not. She closed her eyes and swallowed all these spicy hot pots in her stomach.

Chen Anyang also silently finished eating the spicy hot pot in his bowl and looked at the simple small bed made by Zhang Yuekui in the corner of the wall. It was where Zhang Yuekui slept. He had always been sleeping alone in the inner room.

Thinking of this, Chen Anyang looked at the leaking water in the outside room again, and slowly spoke: "How about I sleep outside today, you sleep in the room inside."

"How can this work? Brother, sleep in the middle." Zhang Yuekui refused without thinking. How could his brother sleep in such a bad environment?

"No, I won't catch a cold, but if you sleep here for a night, you're likely to catch a cold." Chen Anyang used to be awake for less time, and he never paid attention to wherever he lived, but as his consciousness slowly recovered, he knew how big the difference between his room and where Zhang Yuekui slept.

Although they are all small beds, their beds have always been soft, with thick and soft cotton quilts underneath. I don’t know where the pillow was found in the latex pillow, quilt or down quilt from the mall.

On the other hand, the small bed she slept on was just her lowered the counter of the outer shop and laid a layer of quilts. The pillows were also very ordinary cotton pillows, which were ordinary silk quilts. When Zhang Yuekui was away, Chen Anyang tried Zhang Yuekui's small bed. It was a bit hard, and the counter was still bulging and uncomfortable.

"I am a psychic, I'm in good health, brother, I can." Zhang Yuekui couldn't let her idol be wronged. Chen Anyang looked at Zhang Yuekui's stubborn appearance, shook his head helplessly, and hummed a gentle and soothing song in his mouth.

"Um..." Listening to her brother's singing, Zhang Yuekui felt that her eyelids suddenly became heavier, and she fell asleep in Chen Ande's singing within a minute.

Seeing this, Chen Anyang took over Zhang Yuekui who had fallen asleep, and the corners of his mouth were gently raised. The singing in his mouth did not end. He kept singing softly until he put Zhang Yuekui on the soft little bed in the inner room, took off the shoes from Zhang Yuekui's feet, gently covered the quilt, closed the door of the inner room, and returned to the outside room to watch the bonfire before stopping singing.

"Dongdongdongdongdong."

Suddenly, the store door was knocked. Chen Anyang stood up and looked at the door vigilantly, and asked softly: "Who?"

"I am Jiang Yueli."

Chen Anyang opened the door and found that Jiang Yueli was standing alone at the door. Perhaps Jiang Yueli had been taking Jiang Yueya with everyone. At first glance, he couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he saw him appearing here alone.

"I'll send someone to take my sister back first." Jiang Yueli understood his thoughts and explained it when he looked at Chen Anyang's surprise and doubts and wherever he looked.

Chen Anyang nodded and said, "What's wrong with you here?"

"I heard your singing, it sounds nice and... very powerful." Jiang Yueli praised Chen Anyang Yang's singing just now, and Chen Anyang naturally knew what he meant.

Jiang Yueli heard it. His singing was filled with supernatural powers. Chen Anyang had no cover for this. He nodded slightly and said, "Thank you for the praise."

Chen Anyang stood at the door without any intention of letting him in. Similarly, Jiang Yueli did not take a step forward to express his intention to step into the house.

Jiang Yueli looked at Chen Anyang's eyes quietly. He had a sharp hearing and had already heard the sound of water dripping in the room and said, "If you find it inconvenient or have any difficulties in the future, please come to me at any time."

"Thank you." Chen Anyang met Jiang Yueli's sincere eyes, tilted his head and thought for a moment, without giving up, but just said with a smile, "If there are really difficulties in the future, I will find a way with Xiaokui first. If it really doesn't work, I will look for you."

Chen Anyang emphasized Zhang Yuekui. It is true that he is a zombie, but he can be accepted by the people here now, but this does not mean that he is with a group of zombies, and zombies can accept Zhang Yuekui's existence.

Jiang Yueli nodded slightly after hearing this. He did not force Chen Anyang, but Jiang Yueli reminded Chen Anyang before leaving in the end: "No matter where he is, his strength is the most important."

Chen Anyang's gentle expression turned a little cold when he heard it. He pursed his lips and nodded solemnly that he had heard Jiang Yueli's words. After Jiang Yueli left, Chen Anyang looked back at the place in the room that had been leaked so that there was almost no place to put his feet, and then he saw that the only place that was not wet was on the bed.

Chen Anyang locked the door and lay on the bed. The quilt under him was still very obvious. He couldn't help but think about how Zhang Yuekui could sleep on weekdays?

"Do you want to find an opportunity to go to the mall with Xiaokui to drag a mattress back? Or..."

Before Chen Anyang could think carefully about this idea, a drop of cold water finally aimed at the bed, and fortunately it fell into Chen Anyang's mouth.

"...(One second, two seconds, three seconds.) Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah~" Chen Anyang sat up suddenly and looked at the place on the bed that was seeping water, and packed the quilt on the bed in silence.

Forget it, I won't sleep tonight.

Relying on the cold wall, Chen Anyang looked at the dark outside the window with a wrong eye. Unconsciously, he hummed a song again, as if he had returned to the crowded concert that day. In front of the stage, there was a girl holding a light sign alone, her eyes were burning like others, and her eyes were different from those of others, and she looked at herself on the stage attentively...

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