"That guy just ran off to buy a drink?" Zheng Yan held a hammer in one hand and a wooden board in the other to repair the floor. He raised his head and said casually to Alicia who was sweeping the floor.

Alicia was also sweeping the ceiling in the corner with a broom. Hearing this, she said: "It must be so. Ever since she unilaterally declared that all men are not good... people, she has become addicted to alcohol and drank all her savings.

After that, the students no longer properly taught boxing, and the students ran away one by one. The reputation was ruined, and no students enrolled. In the end, it became what it is now."

"Hey, what on earth did that scumbag do to her?" Zheng Yan thought rather gossiping, while holding a hammer in his hand and hammering, and the wooden board at the hole was quickly knocked flat.
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"I don't know." Alicia shook her head, looked back at Zheng Yan who was in a serious state, and said with a smile: "Scumbag, that's a pretty good title."

"This is a curse word." Zheng Yan replied with a smile.

Alicia was very natural, "It doesn't feel like a curse, otherwise I would definitely beat you up."

"Sister Sister, why are you becoming more and more violent?" Zheng Yan stood up and moved away from Alicia in fear.

"I care about you." Alicia looked helpless. She shook off the ashes on the broom and walked over. "If it were any other believer, I would have punished him to copy the Holy Word a hundred times."

"..." Zheng Yan twitched the corner of his mouth, "If I were that believer, I'd better let you beat me up."

Zheng Yan remembers that when he was in school, he would rather let the teacher give him corporal punishment than copy it ten times. The former was only a moment of pain, while the latter was a double blow to the body and spirit.

"Next is the back garden." Alicia walked to Zheng Yan's side and looked at the dead branches and leaves in the backyard garden, "I really feel sorry for these beautiful flowers and plants."

"Well, tidy up this place, including the whole recliner. When you have nothing to do, you can lie in it and read the newspaper and soak up the sun. Not to mention how comfortable it is." Zheng Yan thought endlessly, but unfortunately he didn't have a mobile phone. In the first week after traveling, Zheng Yan

Yan suffers from insomnia every day because he doesn’t have a mobile phone.

"When you have time, learn to meditate and control yourself to fall asleep."

"I think so too." Alicia stretched her body, pushed Zheng Yan into the backyard, and said with a smile: "After I retire, I will lie in the yard and bask in the sun like this every day."

"Don't you still have to finish the unfinished business?" Zheng Yan walked forward, with dead branches and leaves at his feet, and a dry pool in front of him, which was already full of smelly water.

Alicia's expression froze, "You really hit people in a warm atmosphere."

"Ah, I'm used to it." Zheng Yan spread his hands and began to pull out the withered branches one by one.

"Get used to it?" Alicia murmured. She knew Zheng Yan's details. Where did Zheng Yan get the friends to attack others? The only person he is close to now is probably himself.

Alicia thought for a while and decided not to get to the bottom of it. There were secrets everywhere in this child, so not asking was the best choice, as long as they trusted each other.

Picking up the shovel lying on the side, Alicia and Zheng Yan began to plow the land in the backyard again.

"You can tidy up the living room and bedroom on the second floor later, and I'll go back to the monastery." Alicia wiped the sweat from her head.

"?" Zheng Yan raised his head and wondered for a moment, then relaxed again. This nun sister couldn't always follow him, so helping him to this extent was already taking great care of him.

"Don't get me wrong." Alicia understood Zheng Yan's flash of emotion and understood that the other person cared about her, so she said happily: "I will go to the monastery to give you some unused furniture and transplant some flowers and plants.

Come here."

Zheng Yan was obviously relieved on his face, nodded with a smile, and continued the work at hand. He and Alicia soon turned the small yard upside down.

"Are you really reluctant to leave me?"

The two returned to the clean and tidy hall, and Alicia suddenly asked in a low voice.

Zheng Yan rolled his eyes, then suddenly smiled and said: "I feel like there is nothing special about not having you, but I am reluctant to leave you."

"?" Alicia turned her head and looked at Zheng Yan, her face gradually burning up, "Are you okay?"

"What problem can I have?" Zheng Yan spread his hands, "After my mother died, you will be my only support."

As soon as her dead mother was mentioned, Alicia's expression softened, her palms kissed Zheng Yan's shoulders, and she said softly: "I'm very lucky to be your support."

Both of them feel warm in their hearts, even if the sun is not too hot.

After Alicia left, Zheng Yan carefully stepped onto the dilapidated stairs and walked up to the second floor. When he saw the living room, Zheng Yan's expression twitched.

"Is this a woman's living room?"

There are wine bottles and snack bag garbage everywhere, the sofa is full of stains, there is a black pillow and something, there are shoes dotted among the garbage on the floor, and there are a few hanging on the beams. The scene is like

I fucked myself when I was drunk.

"It's crazy." Zheng Yan complained as he walked into the living room full of garbage. He smelled the strange smell and walked into the bedroom door. He was mentally prepared and opened the bedroom door.

"..."

Looking at the scene inside, Zheng Yan breathed a sigh of relief. It didn't look like the objectively described pig's nest, but it was still choking.

"I just left without taking any of my personal belongings." Zheng Yan sighed. The quilt on the big bed was all over the place, women's underwear was scattered all over the bed, cosmetics were piled in a corner, and personal belongings that I couldn't understand were also scattered.

It’s everywhere, it’s Zheng Yan’s subjective pig’s nest.

Zheng Yan even wondered if all the garbage in the bedroom was thrown into the living room outside, so the bedroom was considered acceptable.

"Alas..." Zheng Yan sighed, left the bedroom, and started cleaning the living room, "The fat boy's bedroom I have lived in for more than ten years has never been so filthy."

Zheng Yan piled all the garbage together and packed it in big cloth bags. Zheng Yan dragged it down the stairs and saw a person standing at the door of the hall.

Zheng Yan immediately frowned and touched his waist without trace. Only then did he realize that all the weapons were leaning against the corner of the first floor.

"You've been following me for a long time, right?" Zheng Yan dragged the garbage bag downstairs as if nothing had happened, and confronted the figure.

"Hmph, it's been a long time."

A neutral voice sounded, and the man stepped into the hall. He was tall, fair-skinned, and had a good-looking neutral face. He wore a butterfly badge on one side of his waist and a long red sword on the other.

Blood Butterfly Legion, Mr. Butterfly, Nectar.

"Let me think about it." Zheng Yan dragged the garbage bag to the door, put down the garbage bag in his hand, and said calmly: "I have been following you since the mine, and it was only now that I found the opportunity to be alone."

"As long as you understand, will you follow me obediently now, or will I tie you up and take you away with me?"

"I refuse."

……
Chapter completed!