There was a bunch of strange people living upstairs in my house, and it was all tears. The hero is mixed with business, the heroine cooks at home with children, and walks in high heels at home at night, the sound is simply amazing. The two bear children make noise all the time every day. When his man is annoyed, you can hear the sound of hitting the child upstairs. Of course, this is the quietest time in my house. During the epidemic, blatantly violating principles, they gathered for dinner, drank, and more than ten people braged loudly together. I didn't sleep at twelve o'clock at night, and you said that I was pretentious and never complained before ten o'clock. He went upstairs and said I looked down on him, shouldn't knock on the door, shouldn't have said loud noise in front of friends. We live in eighteen small cities. Say all the good things and don't listen. Have the ability to buy a villa, huh. Unnecessary words are also dissatisfied with complaining about anything, only wishing that they have no ability and cannot buy a separate villa. Hopefully the state will issue a law on upstairs noise.