President’s Contract Wife

Night, as cold as water.

The Lantian Community in the center of City A is a community that is about to be demolished, and most of the residents in it have already moved out. Hardly anyone lives here.

And Muzixi's home is here, but she doesn't even own the most dilapidated house in city A. The landlord has already received the demolition money, so he doesn't care about the house anymore, so Muzixi hasn't moved out yet. .

There were seven buildings in the entire community, but from the time Lin Nuofan drove into the community to the downstairs where she lived, he didn't see a single person.

"Zixi, is this where you live?" Looking at a dilapidated building with only six floors in front of him, some floors even have weathered windows. And on the building body of the first floor, the word "demolition" was also printed on it. So eye-catching, so down and out.

It is impossible for anyone to live here anymore, but Muzixi has to live here, all because she has no money, even though she works hard, goes to school during the day, works part-time at night, and hardly eats or sleeps to make money , the whole person is as thin as a piece of paper, but still can't move out from here.

At this moment, Lin Nuofan's heart ached.

This is the first time for him to send Muzixi home. He really didn't expect that she would live in such a place.

Seeing Lin Nuofan's suppressed expression, Muzixi felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, which was called a feeling of inferiority. She shouldn't have let Lin Nuofan send her back. Otherwise, I wouldn't have seen her more impoverished side.

"Well, my family has lived here for many years, and I have feelings for this place. I am a little reluctant to tear it down. After a while, I will go out and live." Her voice was as calm as Qingfeng tried hard to find a reason for herself.

But her hands were tightly clenched, and her nails almost sank into her palms.

Muzixi, can you deceive others and yourself? More than anyone, you want to leave this place, this nightmarish, dark dwelling.

The place where she lived with her father since she was a child, her only memory is that her father would beat her when he came back from drinking, and call her an oil bottle. Apart from crying, she just begged for mercy, but nothing helped. The only memory, is fear, even now grown up. Father is not at home. When she returned to that house every day, she would feel fear. The memories of her childhood seemed to be engraved in her soul indelibly. When it got dark, she couldn't help but put the quilt on her head and curl up to find a sense of security. Barely fell asleep. She used to be able to work part-time outside at night until dawn, and never came back. When she was in school, she also tried to live in the dormitory as much as possible and didn't go home.

But facing such a place like a nightmare, she is still her so-called home, because apart from here, there is no place for her in the world. If there is no place here, she will really be homeless. All the money she earns has to go to her father for medical expenses. Apart from tuition fees, she can't even pay for food expenses. She eats three meals a day, except for the 50 cents buns, which she doesn't eat. There are also some biscuits saved by her classmates. Bread will be given to her, but she is still hungry from time to time.

In such a luxurious and extravagant 21st century, she actually lived such a life. Perhaps it would be much easier for her if she didn't study, but that was the only thing she insisted on for herself since she was a child. If she doesn't study, what will happen in the future? If she doesn't rely on her education to find a good job, how will she live? Is there still hope for her future? Therefore, she must persist, because she wants to change her current life more than anyone else. She doesn't want too many things, she just wants to live a peaceful life.

But it is too difficult. Because she's going to be homeless soon, the day she's supposed to "move out" is the day she'll be homeless.

God, how could he be so cruel to her?

Muzixi put away the pain in his heart, still smiling, unfastened his seat belt, got out of the car and said to Lin Nuofan, "Brother Lin, thank you for helping me so much today"

"Thank you, it's all I should do." While speaking, Lin Nuofan also got out of the car, "Come on, I'll take you up." His voice was as gentle as the warm sun in June, but it made her My heart throbbed even more.

She couldn't let him send her up again, seeing where she lived would only make her feel more ashamed.

"No need. Brother Lin, I can go up by myself." Muzixi still smiled, but subconsciously took a step back.

please. God, don't be so cruel, he saw that she was already pitiful and desolate enough, he just wanted to keep some self-esteem in front of the person she liked.

"But, I just want to take you upstairs... I want to see if there are any neighbors around you who can be your companions. If not, I will call my friend and help you find a place to live..." Lin Nuofan said His heart hurts, it really hurts. At this moment, he is almost sure of his feelings for Muzixi. He doesn't want her to suffer, and he doesn't want to make her suffer any more.

He had already seen her desperate and desolate situation during the day, but only at night did he realize that she was more miserable than he knew, how could he let her go.