Generous Poor & Really Stingy

The Generous Poor & Really Stingy 8

The next day was the start of the weekend. Early in the morning, Zhen Xiaoqi carried a box and a bag to Qiong Dafang’s house. He dragged Qiong Dafang out of bed. 

“Isn’t it a bit too early?” Qiong Dafang yawned while falling on the sofa. Hugging the cushion, he fell asleep again.

“Wake up!” Zhen Xiaoqi grabbed a cushion and smacked his head repeatedly, “Quickly pack up and move out!” 

While he was lying in bed last night, the more Zhen Xiaoqi thought about it, the more he felt heartbroken. Two thousand dollars a month ah, almost hitting his monthly salary. 

If Qiong Dafang had told him about this earlier, Xiaoqi would have rented his living room to him, and would have charged him seven or eight hundred only. 

Thinking of this, Zhen Xiaoqi suddenly jumped up from the bed. Shit, he was blinded by two thousand dollars. He forgot that this house was just one room with a living room.

If Qiong Dafang moved in, where was he going to sleep? 

Let Qiong Dafang sleep in the bedroom and sleep with him in one bed? Zhen Xiaoqi held his hot face and reluctantly rejected it. Wasn’t it too fast? He was embarrassed to arrange it this way, although he wanted it.  Let Dafang sleep on the sofa? Not so good either, that’s treating him too badly. Zhen Xiaoqi could not bear it.

In the middle of the night, he alone tinkered around to do something about it. 

Now, Zhen Xiaoqi, who had barely slept a few hours, sat on the ground, and folded the clothes in Qiong Dafang’s wardrobe one by one into the suitcase.  Under Xiaoqi’s orders, Qiong Dafang picked up his own scattered items and packed them.

Since it was a rented place, there wasn’t much to pack. They packed Qiong Dafang’s clothes, books and random small items in a bag and he was ready to move out. 

After Zhen Xiaoqi packed for Qiong Dafang, he asked Qiong Dafang for the landlord’s phone number. He wanted to “negotiate” with the landlord.

“No need to be so troublesome.” Qiong Dafang opened the door and walked to the opposite house to knock on the door. “Auntie Zhang, Auntie Zhang.”

The door opened. A short, fat and smiling auntie came out and asked him, “You are leaving, right? Hey, the deposit will be returned to you, so you don’t need to pay the rent for this month.”

She took out an envelope and shoved it into Qiong Dafang’s free hand, retracted her head and closed the door.

Qiong Dafang turned around, and shrugged at the stunned Zhen Xiaoqi. “I told the landlord yesterday I wanted to move. The landlord was nice about it. You see, even deposit is returned to me.”

He handed the envelope to Zhen Xiaoqi. “Why don’t you count how much is there?”

Zhen Xiaoqi stared at him suspiciously, squeezed the thickness of the envelope, and said casually, “Six thousand. Did you pay a deposit for three months?”

Qiong Dafang was shocked. He felt that Zhen Xiaoqi was really the reincarnation of a piggy bank. The money in the envelope was taken out and placed last night, and was exactly six thousand. Zhen Xiaoqi actually counted it accurately just by one touch. 

He touched his nose with a guilty conscience and pushed Zhen Xiaoqi to walk away. “Yeah, it’s three months. You take this bag, I’ll take those two suitcases, let’s go, let’s go, hahaha.”

He rushed forward, took initiative to take the two suitcases but Zhen Xiaoqi stepped up and took one away.

Zhen Xiaoqi placed the bag on the suitcase and dragged it away, asking him without understanding, “Isn’t it easier for each of us to take one?”

Qiong Dafang who wanted to perform well in his initiative suddenly failed. 

The two people dragged thee suitcases out of the building and walked towards Zhen Xiaoqi’s house, which was two stops away.

This was an ordinary weekend. There were many old people and children at the fitness equipment in the community.  The two of them walked along and stopped to watch others playing with a seesaw for a while. A little fatty couldn’t get up after sitting down. They didn’t realize it was the beginning of their cohabitation life.

They walked out of the new quarter with elevators, past the bus stop, past the dim sum shop, past the laundry, past the barber shop, into the old gray apartment building, past the broken flower bed downstairs, and then slowly step by step climbing the narrow stairwell up to the sixth floor, finally arriving to Zhen Xiaoqi’s home.

Standing at the door, Qiong Dafang had some realization that from today onwards, he was entering Zhen Xiaoqi’s life. From then on, he would be moving and truly living with Xiaoqi. They will be starting a new stage in their relationship. 

Qiong Dafang stood in front of the mottled iron gate, taking a deep breath to suppress his over-excited heart. He wanted to say something to Zhen Xiaoqi, but before he even had the time to open his mouth, Zhen Xiaoqi had already opened the door and dragged the suitcase in. 

Xiaoqi even turned around and asked Qiong Dafang, “Why are you daydreaming at the door? Come in and unpack your own things.” 

Qiong Dafang’s tenderness was blocked seriously.  He regained his senses and pulled his suitcase in but was shocked by the sight in front of him.

In the living room, that was originally not spacious, there was a box partition made out of cloth. The position of this box partition was where the sofa was originally placed. 

Qiong Dafang walked over to examine carefully. The front of the cloth enclosure was black, much like the blackout curtains that were common in college dormitories, and the other two sides were the same fabric as the curtains in Zhen Xiaoqi ’s home.  He turned to look behind the curtains, and there were some stuff while beside was the sofa. 

He pointed to this sudden tent and asked Zhen Xiaoqi, “What’s going on?”

Zhen Xiaoqi bowed his head shyly. “This is not for you to sleep in. You will live in my room and I will sleep on the sofa. You see, I can build a  house too, but I do not have anymore fabric at home so I can’t cover the back.” 

Qiong Dafang was in complete disbelief. He used all his energy to move in and even got his neighbour, Auntie Zhang to help act out a scene but Zhen Xiaoqi did not want to sleep with him. Instead, set up such a weird “tent” to anger him.

Qiong Dafang looked at Zhen Xiaoqi with a stunned expression, and after this thoughts settled, he only one sentence, “What kind of man are you?”

Zhen Xiaoqi continued to explain insistently, “I will soon cover the back so that the both of us can have our own rooms. I will usually open the curtain in the front so that you can use the sofa.  Just like that we have two rooms and one living room in a house that has one room and one living room. Isn’t it super cost-effective? ”  

Qiong Dafang felt he was too miserable, too miserable. Cohabiting boyfriends who were not even living in cohabitation. 

“I treat you as my lover, you treat me as a roommate….” Qiong Dafang’s eyes were full of grief.

In the end, he ran over and hugged Zhen Xiaoqi, determined to play to the end, “Wife, I want to sleep with you, hu hu hu…” He was really aggrieved about this. 

Zhen Xiaoqi was silent for a long time, long enough that Qiong Dafang thought there was no more hope, only to hear Xiaoqi say very lightly, “Double 11 sales is coming soon.”

He leaned on Qiong Dafang’s shoulders, blushing and closing his eyes. “I went online last night to check. Durex will be having sales on November 11th, and the discount is quite big.”

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