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The next morning, Liang Jingyi woke up and opened the door next door to see a complete bookshelf against the wall.

The bookshelf with blue wood lines leans against the snow-white wall, and the morning sunlight filters in through the clean glass, paving the way for the real lines on the cloth.

Last night, he put together the shelf and washed his hands and was ready to go to bed. Before he went to bed, Fu Jiyao was still sitting in his room to help him spell out the plastic bookshelf he had bought from the store for dozens of yuan.

He knew that Fu Jiyao would not do anything to him while he was sleeping, nor would he leave without closing the door for him.

So he climbed into the bed in front of Fu Jiyao, who was still on the floor, wrapping up his quilt and sleeping.

He had been busy for a whole day. He fell into the quilt and soon fell asleep. He thought Fu Jiyao would leave his home after he fell asleep.

I didn't expect that he had assembled the bookshelf and put it in the room.

Liang Jingyi looked at the time, closed the door and began to wash.

After catching the suspect, he explained to Lin Jiantang that he was being followed and made it clear that Fu Jiyao was here to help him.

Lin Jiantang knew that he was going to move, so he took two days off. After the two days, it happened to be another weekend. Adding up to four days' vacation, he could have a good rest at home and tidy up his things.

After washing and eating breakfast, Liang Jingyi sorted out the things that had not been sorted out yesterday.

To be honest, the bookshelf that Fu Jiyao installed helped him a lot.

When he brought back the quilts and beds from the rental house yesterday, there was not much in the suitcase, so he had to put some small things that were easy to lose when moving.

After the bookshelf is assembled, the small items that can not be picked up temporarily can be put on the bookshelf.

Liang Jingyi tidied up his home, looked at the neat and rudimentary study, and praised Fu Jiyao in his heart: he is really a handsome and helpful policeman Cha uncle.

Today's weather is very good, Liang Jingyi opened all the screen windows that he had changed yesterday to ventilate the room, and then he dragged a large suitcase back to his small rental house, ready to load all the clothes that had not been loaded back.

There was not much he had left in the rental house, except for the small things, there were only clothes left. A suitcase and a schoolbag were enough to cover his clothes.

Covered with old walls, there is dust falling down on the wall, dust scattered in the air, in the sun's light to dance happily.

On sunny days, it seems that the mood will get better.

Liang Jingyi dragged the suitcase into the small rental room. The paint on the door has been washed by a special person. There is no trace of red paint on the clean door.

He opened the door and went in. The room, which was already empty and narrow, became more desolate because of the lack of some small objects.

Liang Jingyi went straight to the bedroom and began to tidy up the wardrobe. In order to save space in the suitcase, he folded the clothes into rolls and put them in the trunk neatly.

As a genius, Liang Jingyi is naturally very strong in self-care ability.

In addition, there are not so many kinds of clothes in the boy's wardrobe. What he wears most every day is white coat or white coat.

In less than an hour, Liang Jingyi emptied the closet, closed the door of the closet, and left the small rental house.