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Yu Qinghuan moved neatly and neatly, and began to tidy up the next day, but thanks to the good landlord, there was no entanglement, and the deposit was refunded decisively.

When Ren Jian drove to the place where Yu Qinghuan was renting, he saw him akimbo, showing a proud look at the three large cardboard boxes that he had packed.

"Just like that?" Ren Zhan wondered.

"Yeah." Yu Qinghuan wiped his sweat and sighed, "I've given everything I can, and I've lost everything I can. After all, I'm borrowing from your house, so it's not good to bring too many things."

"Okay, let's move the car up."

Ren Jian's car was a sports car and had no cargo capacity, so the two of them carried three boxes back and forth twice. After a long time of tossing, they finally put all of Yu Qinghuan's belongings in Ren Jian's house.

During his tenure, he bought two bottles of iced soda, threw a bottle to Yu Qinghuan, opened a bottle and sat on the sofa to rest while drinking.

Yu Qinghuan thanked him for taking it, took a sip, put it aside, and began to tear off the tape on the box. He said cheerfully, "From now on, we are living together!"

Renjian: "Puff, cough, cough, cough."

"Huh? Are you okay, why did you suddenly choke?" Yu Qinghuan asked with concern.

Ren Jian waved his hand: "No, it's fine, this soda is a bit choking."

"Do you want me to pat you on the back?" Yu Qinghuan asked eagerly.

"No need." Ren Jian slowly came over, "You clean up."

After Yu Qinghuan tore off the tape, opened the cardboard box, and took out the clothes, Renjian came over to help, but the phone rang.

Ren Jian glanced at it and saw that it was from Ren's mother, so he walked to the balcony and said to Yu Qinghuan, "You clean up yourself first, and I'll answer the phone."

"Well, good!" Yu Qinghuan responded happily, took out the clothes from the cardboard box, held a large stack in his arms, took them into the room and opened the closet.

Yu Qinghuan hung the clothes one by one, and suddenly found that there was an inconspicuous drawer at the bottom of the inner layer of the wardrobe. Yu Qinghuan thought of using this drawer to store some thin clothes that were not often used, so he gently opened it, who knew that there was a cardboard box in the drawer.

"Huh? Is it empty?" Yu Qinghuan muttered to himself, reached out and took out the box, there was a piece of paper under the box, just as Yu Qinghuan took out the box, the piece of paper came out.

The box was a bit heavy, so it should have contained something. Yu Qinghuan worried that it was a valuable item, so he quickly put the box back in its original place, and then bent down to pick up the piece of paper that had accidentally floated out.

Just picking it up like this, Yu Qinghuan accidentally saw the words on the paper, and froze in place for a moment.

It was a medical record with very strange layout and fonts. It looked at a very irregular medical record. In the upper right corner, there were photos of when he was young. The age column read sixteen years old, and below the age, a few words were printed.

Corrective treatment for homosexual psychiatric disorders.

On the balcony, Ren Jian was talking to Ren's mother.

"Call Qing Huan for dinner when you have time, your dad wants to meet." Ren's mother said.

"What is my dad wanting to meet, it's your mother's idea, right?" Ren Jian ruthlessly exposed Ren's mother.

"What's wrong with my idea? It doesn't conflict with calling Qing Huan to have dinner with your father." Ren's mother snorted.

"Mom, don't worry, you are so enthusiastic, don't wait to scare him." Ren Jian leaned on the railing of the balcony and tried to excuse Ren's mother for various reasons.

"It's just a meal. If there's anything scary or not, I don't care, it's set for next week." Ren's mother gave the order and cut off the phone.

Ren Jian sighed, and while thinking of some reason to make this happen, he put away his mobile phone and walked to the room.

Ren Jian walked into the room and saw that Yu Qinghuan had his back to him, and he seemed to be holding something in his hands. He seemed to be in a daze, and he didn't even notice that he walked into the room. Ren Jian felt strange and walked towards Yu Qinghuan.