The door of the courtyard house has been welded dead

Chapter 1068 Home was stolen?

The next morning.

The morning light outside the window quietly filtered through the gaps in the curtains and poured into the room.

A ray of bright sunlight passed over the head of the bunk bed and gradually moved from the toes to the face.

“Crunch, crunch, snap~!”

Suddenly, from the darkness, there was light. Perhaps sensing a little discomfort, the person on the bed moved a little, and the old double bed made a sound of being unable to bear the weight.

As his body turned, the towel that had been placed on his forehead and had long been dried fell onto the straw mat. The towel, which had been neatly arranged, now became scattered.

Just like the thin quilt that was originally covering my body on the bed, it was no longer the same as it was last night. Half of it was hanging on the ground, and the other half was still draped over my stomach.

“So thirsty~!”

After regaining consciousness, the first thing Nan Yi felt was a burning throat. He sweated too much at night, causing his body to lose water. His subconscious reaction was to grope around at the head of the bed.

As a result, he really touched the big teapot. In the teapot, there was some boiled water. Just like its owner, the water had gone from boiling hot last night to ice-cold now.

Nan Yi, with his eyes closed, groped for the teacup subconsciously, then stumbled over to pick it up. He ignored the water that spilled from the shaking and spilled all over the bedside table and even onto the straw mat. He put it to his mouth and drank it down with a "gulp, gulp".

"Ha~!"

I drank a full glass of boiled water, and my burning throat no longer felt as uncomfortable as before because of the replenishment of water. I closed my eyes and put the cup back on the bedside table.

However, he didn't control the distance well, and most of the cup was hanging outside the edge of the bedside table. As his right hand loosened, the enamel cup fell directly to the ground.

"Clang~!"

The enamel cup fell to the ground with a crisp sound. After hitting the concrete floor, part of the enamel on the surface broke off, revealing the dark base color.

“Bang~!”

Maybe it was because he drank a glass of water and felt strong, or maybe it was because the sound of the glass falling to the ground was too loud, but Nan Yi, who had been lying in bed sickly, suddenly came to life. He opened his eyes abruptly and sat up with some sit-ups.

The bunk bed with mortise and tenon structure hit the wall heavily due to inertia, making a dull sound. The old putty powder on the ceiling had long lost its initial stickiness and sprinkled down like scattered dandruff.

After waking up from the high fever, there were still some aftereffects. His head was still a little dizzy and his muscles were sore all over. Nan Yi felt as if his bones had been torn apart.

He covered his head and shook it, and finally hit his head with the palm of his hand. The negative DEBUFF gradually subsided, and the eye boogers burned from the corners of his eyes were removed.

Only then did Nan Yi look around the dormitory.

"Did I draw the curtains?"

Seeing a ray of sunlight pouring into the house from the window, Nan Yi looked confused and had no impression of it at all.

After subconsciously looking down at himself, he jumped up from the bed, stepped on the ground barefoot, and looked at his hands in disbelief.

"Who took off my clothes for me~!"

Looking at himself completely naked, Nan Yi's eyes widened. He quickly pulled up the thin quilt on the bed, wrapped it around his waist, stretched his neck, and looked towards the double bed.

It’s over. All the clothes I took off were thrown on the double bed.

However, they were all neatly stacked. The top one was the shorts that I got from the materials department warehouse after entering the steel rolling mill.

Dark blue, squared, pure cotton, 99% new, you can tell it’s yours at first glance.

He slowly raised his right hand, put it to his eye socket, and wiped it back and forth slowly. He didn't know whether he wanted to wipe away the cold sweat that didn't exist at all, or to wipe his eyes clean.

"I took this off myself?"

Slowly sitting back by the window, Nan Yi shook his head desperately and fell into self-doubt.

The point is, he has no recollection of what happened last night.

"No~!"

Looking at the enamel teacup that fell to the ground, Nan Yi's scalp went numb.

He used to like reading at the bedside, but because the bed frame was loose, it would shake and knock over the teacup next to the bedside table, so he habitually put the teacup on the table.

His eyes subconsciously looked towards the desk, and what was even more surprising was that his photo album had been taken out of the drawer and placed on the desk.

Nan Yi hurriedly pulled up his pants and ran barefoot to the desk, looking at the photo album that had been touched in panic.

His eyes quickly shifted to the side of the photo album, where there were pills wrapped in white paper with the words "two pills twice a day" written on them.

Everything in the room reminded him that someone had come to his dormitory yesterday and had given him antipyretics and medicine from the factory hospital.

even.

Standing next to the washbasin rack, Nan Yi looked at the dirty yellow water inside and the dried towel on the bed. This was someone taking off his clothes and wiping his sweat~!

Chef Nan felt like he was struck by a bolt from the blue, and he saw stars. Who on earth was that person who was so nice to him?
He was a newcomer to the steel mill. He was not unfamiliar with the place, but it was not that bad, right? His face suddenly became uncertain. He pulled open the elastic band, looked at it carefully, studied it, and finally could only sigh helplessly.

I have no recollection. It feels like someone hit my head with a hammer. I have no memory of what happened last night at all.

"It must be someone from the kitchen~!"

Unable to remember or think of anything, Nan Yi simply gave up, pulled open the curtains, poured the dirty water out of the window, scooped a bucket of cold water again, and was about to pour it into the basin.

As a result, a thin strand of hair at the bottom of the white enamel basin caught his attention.

Pinching the hair with both hands, Nan Yi faced the sunlight outside the window and slid it from the middle to both sides. Biu~~, the four pinched fingers reached the two ends of the hair.

The length of the hair was about as long as his arm. Nan Yi gestured towards the top of his head and found that this long hair could completely reach below his shoulders, which proved first of all that it was not his.

Secondly, it proves that it was a woman...

Shivering all over, Nan Yi widened his eyes, grabbed the long hair, and threw it out of the window in a hurry, as if destroying evidence.

The whole person's state suddenly became wrong.

If the dizziness and headache after the fever were considered as magical damage, then the damage caused by this hair was physical damage.

After figuring out something, Nan Yi went crazy. He jumped onto the bed and began searching carefully on the pillow and in the thin quilt.

Hey, one, two, three...

After finding the third hair of the same length, Nan Yi's whole spirit collapsed. He stopped looking and sat on the edge of the bed with a sad face.

I looked at the door with fear and trepidation, imagining the factory security department coming over and kicking the door down, then handcuffing me.

"Who on earth is that~!"

Scratching his hair in pain, Nan Yi lay powerlessly on the head of the bed with lifeless eyes. It was unclear whether he was feeling lucky that she was a woman.

He sniffed lightly and, as expected of a great chef, he felt that something was wrong with the odor molecules in the air. In addition to the smell of rotten sweat, there was also a familiar smell.

Nan Yi leaned his head under the bed, and his whole brain felt like it had been hit by a bullet and was about to explode.

"Fuck~!"

Nan Yi, who was always well-mannered, swore seldom. Under the bed, near the wall next to the bed, there were a few balls of white paper lying there quietly.

Nan Yi’s eyes went dark and he fell off the bed.

He got up from the ground with a grin, found a broom, and pulled out the paper ball. Nan Yi suddenly felt like crying but had no tears.

Although the person is gone, all the evidence, yes, it is no longer just clues, but evidence, has made Nan Yi completely confused, including the hair on the bed and the toilet paper under the bed.

He has not yet reacted to this. He has lived in vain for more than twenty years.

"Fuck, fuck, damn!"

In a rage and humiliation, he punched the bed several times to vent his resentment, and then silently went about his business of washing up and getting dressed.

Before going out, he took the antipyretic medicine and ran straight to the factory hospital.

Now that he knew what he did last night, he still had to know who that person was.

In front of the factory hospital's pharmacy, the window for picking up medicines was blocked by cardboard. The doctor on duty in the pharmacy probably went to the back to rest.

Nan Yi stood on tiptoes awkwardly, tilted his head, and looked at the notebook on the table, which had a record of taking medicines. However, the notebook was quite far away, the handwriting was very sloppy, and the medicine columns were all drawn with wavy lines and other weird scribbles that were completely incomprehensible.

The stubborn Nan Yi had no intention of giving up. He sat on the bench and waited, looking outside the factory hospital with empty eyes. His figure looked extremely desolate.

What was supposed to happen has already happened. As a man, he can only face it bravely. It would be fine if he knew who it was, but if he couldn't find out who it was, Nan Yi estimated that he would not dare to go back to the dormitory at night.

He waited until the cardboard covering the glass counter of the pharmacy was removed. Nan Yi immediately rushed over, bent over, stretched his head, and impatiently handed the small medicine bag on the table through the window.

"Comrade, I was sick with a fever last night, and someone came to our hospital to get the antipyretic medicine for me. I can't take advantage of others. Can you help me see who got it for me? I have to pay them~!"

The yawning doctor stretched himself, looked lazily at Nan Yi who looked anxious, took the pills, opened the paper package and took a rough look at it.

"You prescribed Analgin, just four tablets. It's a prescription for factory workers, so it's reimbursed. It's just a few cents, why are you still paying for it~!"

He folded the paper bag impatiently and stuffed it back through the window. The doctor had no intention of checking him.

"Please, please, I'm the kitchen supervisor of the third canteen. Next time you come to the window to get food, please check it. This is not money, but a favor. I have to pay it back. I was really confused last night and can't remember who it was. Thank you~!"

This was the first time that Nan Yi used his power to pester the doctor inside. Maybe he was really annoyed by him, or maybe Nan Yi's identity as the kitchen team leader played a role.

The pharmacy doctor flipped through the records page by page, found the doctor's name corresponding to the handwriting, poked his finger on the notebook, and looked up at Nan Yi.

"The one who picked up the medicine is Qin Huairu. I paid four cents~!"