"Huh? If it isn't big brother Han Jing?"
When he lifted his head up from his phone, he was given the sight of his neighbor. He blinked once at the view.
Standing by the entrance of the laundry room, the young woman stood there with a bright grin on her face. Her long dark hair was pulled into a ponytail that rested on her shoulder, she was showing an ample amount of smooth skin with her shorts.
"Oh, hey Chan Lee. You don't have classes in the afternoon?" He lifted his head back up to her face and sheepishly grinned back. That only happened for a second.
Shaking her head, the young woman moved closer to him with her own laundry basket in hand. "Not really, I kind of hate my schedule, early morning classes, a free afternoon and then night classes. Weird isn't it?" Squatting in front of one of the washing machines, she started to dump her clothes in.
Han Jing pocketed his phone and stared out the window, "It does sound sucky, I wouldn't want morning classes at all. You can choose the subjects you'll enroll in next sester though."
"That's a relief, although it isn't quite bad I guess. I get to go ho after my classes and unwind a bitor do laundry." Closing the washing machine's cover, she stood back up.
And it really didn't actually make much of a difference to her height. She really was kind of small.
"What about you, big bro? How are you doing?" She glanced at him and managed a sheepish smile, her gaze imdiately went over to the buttons on the machine. "I ended up talking more than I ought to, thanks for listening to my rant."
She called it a rant?
Han Jing watched her stare at the buttons for a good ol' minute before she managed to turn it on.
He rubbed the back of his neck, "I'm doing fine. Thanks for asking." That was a liehe woke up shitty and he was still kind of feeling awful, but she didn't need to know that.
Nobody needed to know that.
"I forgot to say sothing" She glanced back at him and sheepishly smiled before inclining her head down. "Please thank your mother once again for inviting over dinner. It was really great. Thanks to you as well, big bro Han Jing."
Sohow she quickly got comfortable with him. He wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing.
The mory of her coming back ho with a guy ca back to him. It just happened last night didn't it? His mind was still being kind of wonky right now. But it simply backed his initial thoughts on her.
She was just friendly.
He coughed a bit, "Ah, you're welco. I was actually worried that we were invading your private ti, it was late and you just got hoyou were probably eager to get back to your room and relax."
It kind of really felt like he was blabbering here.
Han Jing probably wouldn't have batted an eye if this had happened with him as 'Han'. But now it just felt like he was really kind of making himself an idiot.
"I an you're not wrong." Chan Lee scratched her cheek, embarrassnt in her tone. "But, it's still quite nice to have dinner with your family right? I'm grateful."
He wondered what circumstances led her to be so thankful over that thing, but he nodded, "I'll thank my mother when she cos actually, she should be here if she hadn't gone and checked on our other neighbors."
"That's nice, keeping in touch with friends is kinda rare."
"I guess you're right." Han Jing answered. A part of him was kind of happy that she was here and yet at the sa ti, he kind of wanted her gone.
Sohow, she was able to distract him.
Although the way she talked well, there wasn't anything wrong with it. Maybe he was just being a jerk right now. He inwardly sighed and leaned back against the wall, it would even be more jerkier if he started checking his phone again.
"Hah, doing laundry shouldn't take too long huh?" Chan Lee spoke up once again. The young woman copied him and leaned back against the wall.
He wasn't sure if she was talking to herself or to him. And whether it was for him or her own, he wasn't sure if he should take an opportunity to say sothing again.
Although it was his fault that the conversation kind of died.
The silence wasn't so bad though right?
Did he really need to fill in the void? Forming connections, getting into relationships His fingers twitched for a mont. There was always the chance to make himself look like a fool by saying sothingshe was acting like so awkward person by speaking out.
Most people would simply let sothing like this pass, wouldn't it? He didn't get why his mother would try to make friends with complete strangers who'd probably leave after a couple months.
And yet it was also where bravery ca from didn't it?
"...you don't seem quite used to household chores aren't you?"
"E-eh?!"
He said the wrong thing didn't he? Han Jing rubbed his face, "Sorry, what I an by that"
"Well, you're not wrong." She gave a sheepish smile, her gaze dropped to her feet. "Ah, it seems like I'm a bit wet behind the ears in this regard. Although you seem quite used to it huh? You could make a great house husband or sothing!"
Was that how she gave complints?
Han Jing chuckled, "I kinda have to help out my mom for our chores. She'd probably nag to death if I didn't help her out, she'd call an unfilial son or sothing."
"Wait, seriously?"
"No, of course not! But she does nag." Han Jing shrugged, his mother would kill him if she had heard that. He glanced at the door.
Perhaps his face was too wracked with nervousness that it warranted a laugh from her. She gazed at the door as well, "Pfft, that would have been bad timing eh?"
"Yeah, you'd probably end up having to visit my grave."
"Yikes."
It wasn't so bad. The atmosphere between the two of them wasn't as awkward as before. He just needed to be more inquisitive? People always liked talking about themselves more when given the chance.
And it would be a lie if he didn't admit that he was interested in her.
Her story.
He glanced at her once again, she was leaning against the wall. A sowhat composed expression on her face and yet she managed to exude a youthful kind of vibe.
'Ah so you're not into older girls or the ones around our age but you like younger girls eh?' Mou Gu's words crept in the back of his mind as he tried not to slap himself again. Still, it just kind of proved his point a bit.
What was a young woman like her doing in a big city all alone?
Han Jing needed to hit his head. That was too cliche even for him.
"It really is nice to just stay at ho, big bro Han Jingwhat are your hobbies? I an, what do you like to do?"
Her questions, manner and deanor.
Even his little sister Jinjing didn't ask questions like that. Han Jing scratched his cheek, "Well, I guess what I really like to do is play gas. You liked watching shows if I rember?"
"Ah, if only one could be paid to laze around and watch multiple series." She chuckled. "Maybe a movie critic or sothing would have been a career path, but ahare you good with gas?"
Was he good at gas?
Han Jing ran his fingers through his hair, "...well, truth be told. My friends call the worst." He shouldn't exactly be happy saying this but he got to see the surprised expression on her face.
Chan Lee's lips parted in surprise as she blinked once and twice before waving a hand at him. "Ah, that's kind of an to say, even to a friend. Although that's probably normal for you guys?"
She really seed to be thinking about it and considering his words. "Maybe you just need more practice?"
"Well, it's mostly because I end up needing to go to the PC cafe to play with themand I usually just end up downloading mobile gas. And I like simulation gas. A lot. They think it's too casual. So that's why my friends call that way."
"Oh, that's really weird." She raised a brow. "But I play gas too, well rarely. You told last night that your friend would kill you if you didn't go online eh? How'd it go?"
...That had been the ti before he and Timothy ended up attending their first day in their classes.
"Well, he naggedbut it can't be helped that he still ended up waiting for ."
She smiled and nodded in agreent, "Ah, now that's what friends are for."
Sohow she really was like a ray of sunshine wasn't she? Han Jing scratched his cheek, "Yeah. Although I really should start lessening my ga ti, or stop it altogether. I need to focus on more important things."
"Your friend might miss you." She pointed out with a tilt of her head.
"He'll be fine."
If the 'Soul-Wave' thing worked accurately, Timothy wouldn't even know a thing. And it wasn't like he was actually well, Han Jing considered the guy real. But this really was his opportunity to step down from the ga and get serious.
Who cared about what Peach said about unfulfilled desires that would lead him to returning to the ga? He still needed to check on his health too.
So if Han Jing put his mind to it, then he could really stop playing if he wanted to
"But you know, if you really do like gaming, I think it's fine to keep doing it. What kind of life would you be living if you didn't do what you wanted, right?"
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