yournovel Chapter 124 I only like things that start and finish.
Chapter 124 I only like things that start and finish.
Chapter 124 I only like things that start and finish.
"Rongrong, is my place very shabby?" Yu Huan asked her with a smile.
"It's not shabby at all. The apartment building with stairs that my parents and I used to live in was about the same size."
The two people, hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder.
With each step Yu Huan took, she lifted her right foot and pressed down harder on the step, causing the not-so-responsive motion-activated light to light up almost instantly.
Their shadows overlapped and intertwined on the mottled wall.
The hallway lights were dim.
At each stairwell corner, there were piles of miscellaneous items, making it look somewhat messy, but also full of the atmosphere of life.
How long ago was it?
Lin Yourong pondered for a moment: "About seven or eight years ago..."
Yu Huan held her fingers and led her uphill, laughing as he asked, "Is this the staff dormitory behind the Jiangnan Morning Post building?"
“No.” Lin Yourong shook her head: “The house my dad was allocated was too small, only about 50 square meters. My mom’s work unit apartment was over 90 square meters, with a terrace of over 20 square meters, but it was a collectively funded apartment, the kind without a property certificate.”
"Then why did you say it's about the same size! The place I rent is only 30 square meters, but it's almost four times that size including the terrace!"
"Aren't they all just walk-up apartments...?"
They are natives of Changsha, and their family owns multiple houses.
"Uh..." Yu Huan asked curiously, "So how many houses does your family actually own?"
Lin Yourong counted on her fingers.
One hand wasn't enough; Yu Huan was holding his other hand, so he couldn't get it out.
After considering it for a moment, she said calmly, "Four apartments in a walk-up building, the one my parents live in with an elevator, and our large single-level apartment."
They spoke frankly and openly.
Suddenly, an idea struck her: "Why don't you move into my mom's apartment first? It has three bedrooms, a living room, and a large terrace, but the layout and lighting are a bit poor."
Yu Huan rubbed her thumb against the back of her hand and turned to look at her.
Those clear, beautiful eyes were especially bright and captivating in the dim light.
He smiled and said, "I'm like a sparrow; I've been here for more than half a year, and I don't like to move unless absolutely necessary."
That is absolutely true.
"How much does it cost here per month?" Lin Yourong pressed.
Yu Huan answered simply, "Five hundred."
He led her to stop in the stairwell on the fourth floor, gently released her from his grasp, stepped forward, and took out his key from his pocket to open the door.
Looking at his tall and straight back, Lin Yourong could keenly sense the self-esteem in him that wasn't just superficial.
After asking about the rent, she wanted to say that she could save six thousand yuan a year.
But she swallowed the words back, and after a moment's thought, changed her tone: "I grew up there, and it's just sitting empty anyway, don't you want to stay?"
With a slight creaking sound, Yu Huan slowly pushed open the somewhat old door.
The sound of the door opening was exceptionally clear in the quiet hallway.
The dim light in the stairwell gradually spilled into the room as the door opened.
Lin Yourong stood behind Yu Huan.
Looking up, I saw a dark red wooden coffee table and an old-fashioned wooden sofa, both of which, like the door, looked somewhat worn.
Yu Huan glanced back and said with a smile, "Then when you have time another day, you must take me to see the place where you used to live."
"Okay," Lin Yourong replied.
He stepped across the threshold, his fingers expertly finding the light switch on the wall. With a "click," bright incandescent light instantly filled the entire room, dispelling all the gloom.
The outlines of the coffee table and sofa, the mottled texture of the wall, and some small cracks or bulges are all clearly visible.
“No need to change shoes.”
Lin Yourong closed the door and looked down at the living room floor after hearing this.
The mosaic floor tiles from the 1990s are small in size, and the dirt between the tiles, whether deep or shallow, is clearly deeply rooted, but they do not look dirty. Instead, they have a kind of charm that comes with the passage of time.
I glanced at a mug and a laptop on the coffee table, but then I saw Yu Huan walk into the bedroom on the right without stopping.
After the corner.
Then he disappeared from my sight.
In the blink of an eye.
When it came into her view again, it was holding a pillowcase.
He strolled over to the coffee table and laid the pillowcase he was holding on the wooden sofa: "Rongrong, sit here. This wooden sofa won't be too cold with something on it."
"Ok!"
Lin Yourong nodded emphatically, her eyes sparkling, touched by the small detail.
She moved to sit on the wooden sofa, and Yu Huan, without stopping, picked up a mug from the coffee table and poured her a cup of hot water.
Opposite the sofa, right next to the door on the right, there is a TV cabinet.
The cabinet wasn't large; the dark red paint was peeling and mottled, revealing the wood grain. There was no TV on it, only the optical modem and router.
On the wall directly above, there was a brightly colored poster.
Under the spotlight on the stage.
Her combination of a beige shirt and a smoky gray floor-length skirt made her stand out dazzlingly in the interplay of light and shadow.
In the poster, she holds a microphone, her forearm slender, her lips slightly moving in a still image, her features exquisite. This is her official photo for the final battle of "The Voice of China".
Following Lin Yourong's gaze, Yu Huan looked at her in the poster, her face as beautiful as a peach blossom and her eyes as clear as black lacquer. She clapped her hands and laughed, saying, "A big star fell in love with me and was taken home by me!"
Hearing this, Lin Yourong, who had been feeling a surge of pleasure, looked away and immediately glared at him: "Who's in love with you!?"
"You!" Yu Huan said with a smile.
Lin Yourong spat in response.
Yu Huanyan sat down next to her and was about to give her a bear hug.
Unexpectedly, Lin Yourong stretched out her Buddha Palm and pressed it against his chest.
Yu Huan didn't force her, but instead raised her hand and reached towards her face.
Lin Yourong subconsciously tilted her head slightly, but when she caught sight of Yu Huan's gentle expression, her movements froze.
She let his fingertips caress her ears, pinch the ear loops behind her ears, and slowly pull them upwards.
As he moved, one side of the mask gradually slipped away from Lin Yourong's ear, revealing her jade-like, delicate skin.
He didn't stop, but instead removed the other side of the mask in the same way.
Lin Yourong didn't speak or move, she just quietly looked at Yu Huan.
He sat upright, keeping his upper body still, and reached out to place the black mask on the coffee table.
Throughout the entire process, it felt as if I was accomplishing something very important.
He gazed at Lin Yourong's peach-petal-like face, fully revealed under the bright lights, without a trace of concealment. At this moment, the contours of her features, every line, seemed meticulously sculpted, far more distinct than when she appeared by the dimly lit riverside.
He pursed his lips slightly.
What else is there to say?
Let's get married!
The sudden freedom of breathing and the bright, daylight-like lights made Lin Yourong shrink her gaze, somewhat afraid to meet his burning eyes.
To distract herself, she quickly turned around and pointed to the laptop on the coffee table: "I want to watch a movie!"
Uh.
Yu Huan was slightly taken aback, then scratched his head and glanced at the few glaring incandescent light tubes on the ceiling.
Could the problem lie in this step?
Whether or not to turn on the lights is a century-old problem that men and women have been unable to reach a consensus on.
For men, the view is wide open, allowing them to enjoy all the spring scenery, while women usually have to close their eyes when kissing.
As for Lin Yourong, this warrior of pure love, once she loses the cover of her mask and sunglasses, she will easily fall into an ostrich-like state, perhaps even worse.
"Okay~"
Yu Huan leaned forward as instructed, moved the notebook in front of her, and opened it.
He entered a long password to power on the computer.
Lin Yourong glanced at the screen casually and saw a dense array of documents that were not organized into folders.
A quick glance reveals phrases like "A Decade of New Media Outlook," "Shared Power Banks," "Cryptocurrency," "Buying Stocks and Companies," and "The Relationship Between Catering and the Cultural Industry."
Before she could even begin to think deeply, Yu Huan casually manipulated the mouse and entered the browser interface.
He tried hard to recall the popular movies of the past two years, then asked her without turning his head, "Do you want to see 'You Are the Apple of My Eye'?"
“I saw it in the cinema with Ji Meng last year.” Lin Yourong shook her head, exuding the aura of a pure love warrior: “I didn’t like the ending.”
Although this movie doesn't have any fighting, sadomasochistic abortion, love triangles, or cheating, nor does it have any melodramatic tropes like car accidents or illnesses, the male lead ultimately watches the female lead become someone else's bride, and at the wedding, he dramatically shares a long kiss with the groom.
Incidentally, the groom is eight years older and very successful in his career.
The youth depicted in the movie is generally very pure; the finger-slapping competition in class is simply awesome.
Yu Huan smiled, logged into the video website, and scrolled the mouse wheel: "Most love stories in youth are like this, they end without a trace."
"But I only like things to be finished," Lin Yourong pouted.
Yu Huan promptly picked a popcorn movie: "What about Pirates of the Caribbean 4?"
I haven't seen this before.
Yu Huan turned her head.
Seeing her nod her chin, the music immediately started playing.
Compared to its predecessor, this film lacks both breathtaking grand scenes and an exciting plot. While Captain Jack Sparrow remains humorous, the overall quality is merely average.
Yu Huan has watched the globally renowned Pirates of the Caribbean series several times, including the sixth installment which won't be released for another five years.
But spending time alone with Lin Yourong brings a fresh and different feeling.
Before he knew it, he pulled her into his arms and put one hand on her shoulder. Since he hoped she would stay the night, he didn't do anything else with his hands.
Lin Yourong, wearing a fisherman's hat, rested her head against Yu Huan's neck.
During the movie, the two of them had the same sense of humor.
However, Yu Huan always laughs heartily and carefree.
Lin Yourong smiled lightly, her laughter clear and melodious.
Yu Huan saw that the movie was already more than halfway through, and in order to make sure that Lin Yourong could stay overnight, Yu Huan was determined to get things settled.
He immediately let go of her, quietly went to the kitchen, lit a fire, and boiled a pot of mugwort water.
When she sat back down on the sofa, Lin Yourong naturally leaned back and nestled in his arms.
As the movie ended, a sharp whistle sounded from the kitchen. It was the boiling water in the kettle on the stove, which produced a lot of steam and generated a sharp whistle through a reed.
The sound boomed into the living room, prompting Yu Huan to gently straighten Lin Yourong's shoulders and hurriedly get up and start walking, getting busy with something.
(End of this chapter)