My bedroom leads to the end of the world

Chapter 2 The Second Time

Nan Jing opened her eyes, and the first thing she felt was a strange feeling coming from below her body.

I want to go to the toilet.

Looking at the familiar desks and wardrobes around her, as well as the teacup charger plug board on the bedside table, Nan Jing felt suspicious.

After slowly lowering his head, what he saw was the original pajamas and body.

On the floor next to the bed was the air conditioner that had been kicked down at some point.

The air conditioner on the wall was still running, not only that, but there was also an electric heater on the floor that had been turned on all night.

Compared with the light outside the window, the electric light overhead was not so obvious.

Nan Jing got up and walked to the toilet. Since some time ago, he was often woken up by urinating at six or seven o'clock every morning.

In order not to get up so early, Nanjing changed the indoor temperature to create a feeling of summer.

"It doesn't feel like I'm dreaming..."

After going to the bathroom and taking a shower, Nan Jing pondered over the memories in her mind.

The memory in her mind is so real, even though her body and various evidences show that there is no such thing, Nan Jing still feels that things are not that simple.

There was nothing else to do during the day, Nan Jing lay on the bed thinking about this matter, but after thinking about it for more than two hours, she couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation.

Go out for a walk, let's relax, things are too strange, too stubborn will appear mentally abnormal.

Nanjing didn't want to be troublesome, and gave up the idea of ​​calling the police and investigating.

"Jingle bell~"

Nan Jing picked up the phone when she heard the ringtone.

The caller ID is Mr. Bao.

Nan Jing connected to the phone and said, "Hello."

"Hi, I'm in the shop downstairs, I'm here to pack up."

It was a woman's voice. Nan Jing didn't want to be nosy at first, but there was nothing left and right, so she said, "Okay, I'll go down and refund the excess rent to you."

Nan Jing hung up the phone, quickly put on some clothes, and went downstairs.

His home is a small building in the county seat, which happens to be near the school, so apart from living on the second and third floors, the shops on the first floor are rented out to others for business.

Nan Jing is 23 years old this year. His mother left him and ran away with others when he was young. His father relied on the bicycle shop next to the school to earn some money and built his ancestral house into a small building.

At the beginning of this year, her father died of illness, and Nan Jing was busy with the funeral affairs by herself.

Nanjing has already graduated from university, and it is enough to go to school next year to get a diploma, so it is usually very free.

I don't know if it's because of bad feng shui here. The tenant downstairs just opened for more than a year, and died in an accident.

Originally, a couple and their daughter opened a snack bar here, but now the couple died, and their daughter came to clean up the things here.

When Nan Jing went down, a young woman in a down jacket was standing in the store. After seeing Nan Jing coming down the stairs, she said politely, "I'll pack up."

Nan Jing said: "Okay, this month's rent will also be refunded to you, including the deposit and the rent for the next few months. Will I give you this mobile phone number or another number?"

Nan Jing didn't know the girl's name, but only knew that she was here to help her parents after graduating from high school.

Although Lao Bao and his wife died, they still kept their mobile phones, and they used the dead number to call Nanjing.

When Bao Rong heard it, she quickly said, "Thank you! Transfer it to my phone, and I'll add you."

"It should be done." Nan Jing took out her mobile phone and asked the girl to scan the code, and said politely, "What are you going to do next?"

Bao Rong sighed, and said, "My brother still needs money to go to school, and the family also has a mortgage to repay. I want to sell the things here, first for a few thousand yuan, and then after the New Year."

Nan Jing nodded and said, "Well, I'm not in a hurry here. There are still more than 20 days in this month, so there's nothing wrong with being late."

When Bao Rong heard Nan Jing say this, she has been burdened with so many things by herself these days, and she also wanted to talk to someone, so she told her true thoughts.

"It cost a lot of money to decorate the store, and the things can't be sold for 2000 yuan. I want to continue to do it, but I don't think so."

Nan Jing said: "As for the rent, it can be lowered a little every month, as long as you don't sublet it to others."

Bao Rong quickly said: "Thank you, but that's not the reason. In the past, my parents were busy, and I just helped out. Now I don't know anything. I didn't make much money in the first place. I want to do what I want to do, but I also know I can't do it, it's too much trouble."

Nan Jing thought for a while, and after refunding the rent for the next few months and this month, as well as the deposit, she said:
"Are you busy today?"

Bao Rong received Nanjing's money transfer, looked at it and said: "Not busy, the funeral has been taken care of, and now I'm just worrying about the future."

Nan Jing said: "Then let's try to open for a day today. You are in charge of cooking, and I am in charge of shopping, bookkeeping and washing vegetables. If you can't make money today, forget it. If you can continue to make money, you can ask help alone."

"I have nothing to do anyway. I will help you for one day, and you can try to see if you can do it yourself. It's just for one day anyway."

Bao Rong said awkwardly: "I don't know how to cook."

"I'll do it, you learn slowly." Nan Jing put away her mobile phone, looked at the tables and chairs set up nearby, and said, "Let's start, you can take a look at Lao Bao's mobile phone first, what you usually buy? You should know, if you can’t sell it, leave it to me, and I will eat it myself.”

Many things are ready-made, such as noodles, chicken feet and eggs are delivered by people, and there are not many things that are made by ourselves.

Bao Rong looked at Nan Jing who had started to open the shop and wiped the tables and chairs, and after thinking about it, she finally said, "Thank you!"

Nan Jing became busy, he didn't know if he had a brain problem yesterday, but now that his hands were busy, he didn't think about so many things.

Think of it as exercising, Nan Jing felt that her body was not as healthy as she imagined, and she did not exercise and work too much.

***
The old cabbage restaurant reopened in a low-key manner.

By 11:30, guests came one after another.

The customer didn't care if there was a change, and after looking at dozens of dishes on the wall, he chose the cheapest one.

"A plate of egg fried rice."

Nan Jing stood up and started to cook, while Bao Rong was in charge of pulling the noodles, stretching the bought noodles longer, to be used later to make stewed noodles.

The shop is not big, it is the style of the boiler outside and tables and chairs after entering the door.

Without him, in order to prevent some students from not paying after eating, they ran away while the back kitchen was out of sight.

Therefore, this kind of small business basically puts the cooking place at the door, which is also convenient for ventilation.

"Egg fried rice." Nan Jing brought a plate of egg fried rice to the table and started the first business.

For the first time, there will be the second time, and the third time...

Because of the proximity to the school, and the fact that Nanjing cooks better than Lao Bao, who always likes to put things in a perfunctory manner, and the absence of Mrs. Bao, who likes to quarrel in front of customers, the business of the restaurant is better than usual.

All kinds of rice bowls made by Laobao, except for the tomato rice bowl, are all cooked in the refrigerator. Because Nanjing cooks according to its own habits, it is more like home-cooked food.

Bao Rong is responsible for frying fish, mushrooms, ham sausage, tenderloin, saury and other grilled side dishes in the oil tank, which are usually more lucrative.

After a busy day, I cleaned up and closed the store after nine o'clock in the evening.

"I'm going to bed. After you finish your calculations, close the door."

Nan Jing felt quite tired. After taking a bottle of Coke, she walked out of the store and entered the community from the outside to go home instead of going directly to the store's stacked stairs.

"Okay! Thank you!" Bao Rong was very grateful to Nan Jing, but she was also sure that she was not the material. "Forget it tomorrow. I've thought about it. I can't do this."

"My brain is not good. When there are too many people, I forget what I remember. I can't remember what anyone wants. I always remember wrongly."

"Okay, I got it." Nan Jing didn't force it, and went back with a Coke.

After returning to her bedroom, Nan Jing turned on the air conditioner and electric heater, lying on the bed drinking Coke.

I've been busy with a lot of things today, I'll take a shower later...

Nan Jing casually put the Coke bottle aside, lay lazily on the bed and closed her eyes.

***
"It's been four days, when will he wake up?"

"The toxins on the body have subsided, and the wounds on the body have healed. It should be soon."

As soon as Jessica finished speaking, she realized that something was condensing in front of her eyes.

"Look! A capsule appeared beside the master!"

(End of this chapter)