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The elevator closed slowly, shutting out the woman's screams.

Unless she is related to the live broadcast task, there is no need for me to meddle.

Who knows if she is really innocent?

The 8th floor will be there immediately.

I walked into the corridor and knocked on the door of room 802.

"Brother Li, you came at the right time. I have just prepared the dishes and they will be ready to eat soon."

Jie Baofang opened the door quickly and invited me in with a smile on his face.

There was a small electric hot pot on the coffee table, surrounded by vegetables and a few cans of beer.

The maintenance man in a bright red sportswear was sitting on the sofa with a thick quilt wrapped around him, as if he was cold.

"Sit down, sit down."

Jie Baofang brought two small benches over and each of us sat at one end of the coffee table.

"Isn't the situation of mine workers getting better?" I asked.

"I must have caught a cold from the rain. I just had some hot pot to warm up my body. Let's have a good rest here tonight. We'll talk about repairing the elevator tomorrow," Jie Baofang said.

Lei Gong huddled in the quilt and nodded.

"Isn't it because he has a fever?" I reached out and touched his forehead, feeling very cold.

"It's just cold, nothing else. Eat something hot and have a good sleep, and you should be fine." Lei Gong looked at the hot pot.

Jie Baofang turned the power on to the maximum, and the pot began to simmer quickly.

He picked up a plate of bloody meat and lowered it into the pot.

There is only red soup in the bottom of the pot, and I don’t know what the seasoning is. The oil and water look very red.

There is a layer of dried chili floating on it, which smells quite spicy.

"Come on, come on, you're welcome."

Jie Baofang picked up the chopsticks and selected slices of meat for me and Lei Gong.

"Tender beef, it tastes so hot when cooked like this." Jie Baofang dipped the meat slices in the sauce and put it into his mouth, chewed it, and showed a very satisfied expression.

Upon seeing this, Lei Gong quickly ate a piece. His eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded.

"delicious."

The two of them ate very deliciously.

But when I looked at the spicy red meat slices, I couldn't eat them.

Not only could I not eat, I also felt a little nauseous.

"vomit--"

I retched and put down my chopsticks.

"I'm sorry, I may have had a bad stomach today, and I won't be able to eat anything at this time." I covered my belly with a look of regret.

"Ah?" Jie Baofang was disappointed, as if I had missed some rare delicacy in the world.

"Then it's such a pity for you. This is the beef from a small ox that I bought in the countryside. It's hard to come by and I'm usually reluctant to eat it."

"Next time. Anyway, since I'm staying here, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future. You guys can help me eat more."

I took out the mineral water bottle and took a sip.

Jie Baofang didn't force it, and he and Lei Gong also enjoyed the meal.

Although Lei Gong caught a cold, he had a good appetite.

The soup base was very spicy. A layer of sweat broke out on his forehead as he ate it, and he finally stopped feeling cold.

The room is filled with the smell of hot pot.

"I'm going to open the window and get some fresh air." I got up and walked through the bedroom to the small balcony and opened the window.

Humid cold air rushed in.

The rain has almost stopped, and only the drizzle is dancing.

I looked into the distance.

The night wind blew through the darkness, leaving behind some strange whimpering sounds.

Some debris was blown up in the air and fell onto my face.

I reached out and touched it.

Black ash.

"Grey" I thought thoughtfully.

Snapped.

Snap.

The window next door suddenly made a slight noise.

It was like something hit the glass.

I stuck my head out slightly and turned to look to the left.

Snap.

Snapped.

It was a rope twisted from sheets, hanging down from upstairs, swinging back and forth in the wind, and the knotted place kept hitting the glass next door.

Next door is 801, and upstairs is 901.

Thin white woman trying to escape?

"Close it, close it, it's cold!" Less than a minute after it was turned on, the thunder worker shouted.

I closed the window and walked back.

After thinking about it, I told him what he saw.

"Brother Bao, I saw a rope made of sheets hanging down from the upstairs next door. What's going on?"

"901?" Jie Baofang didn't look surprised. He waved his hand tabooly, "Don't interfere with other people's affairs."

"I met the hostess of 901. She said that her boyfriend wouldn't let her go out. Is she imprisoned?" I said deliberately.

"I rarely go to the 9th floor, so I don't know much about it. But if she is really imprisoned, can she still talk to you?" Jie Baofang shook his head.

"Who can tell outsiders clearly about other people's affairs? Anyway, stay out of other people's affairs, so as not to do bad things with good intentions."

"What I'm talking about is that I used to go to a community to do maintenance work, and I met a woman who said there was a problem with the water pipes in her home and she was anxious to cook for her children. She asked me to help."

Lei Gong nodded in agreement.

"I agreed softly. Unexpectedly, when I was checking the water pipes in the kitchen, her husband happened to come back. He thought I was Mr. Wang next door and was about to beat me on the spot."

"I told him but he didn't listen."

"That woman didn't explain well and just kept trying to start a fight."

"While the three of us were having a fight, I saw a man quietly running out of the bedroom."

"I understood immediately."

"This woman knows that her husband is coming back, so she is using me as a shield."

"From then on, I will never help anyone casually again."

Lei Gong was still indignant when talking about the past.

"That makes sense, but what about the woman in 803 next door? Brother Bao, didn't you say that she was beaten stupid by her husband?" I asked again.

"She didn't call the police herself, so how could we intervene? Maybe one of them would rather be beaten than the other would suffer?" Jie Baofang still shook his head.

"I can't understand it."

"All living things have their own characteristics. Everyone has their own way of living, and everyone has their own disasters. There is nothing to understand."

"Brother Bao, what you said is quite philosophical, so what is your disaster?"

"Me?" Jie Baofang smiled bitterly, "Can't you see it? Being alone is my disaster. I'm afraid I will end up alone in my life."

"That's not the case. Brother Bao, you're not a bad person. No matter what you say, it's impossible to find a partner." I said.

Lei Gong also said: "That's right, brother Xie, I'm less than two years older than you, but my children can do soy sauce."

"As the saying goes, when you have a family and a career, you will be able to have a better career if you have the motivation to start a family. If everyone has money and a house before getting married, when will that happen?"

Jie Baofang was silent for a while.

"It's not that I don't want to start a family, it's just that I'm afraid I have no hope in this life."

"Why? Brother Bao, why are you so pessimistic?"

"That's right! I think you're acting like this after being alone for a long time. Go out and interact with more people. If that doesn't work, go on a blind date."

Lei Gong and I were puzzled.

Jie Baofang took a sip of beer and then plucked up the courage to say, "Actually, I'm sick. If I can't cure this disease, I won't be able to start a family."

"Ah? Why is the disease so serious?"

Jie Baofang smiled bitterly and told us not to ask, as if it was something unspeakable.