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Spring Blossoms
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The bus was crowded, and I accidentally helped the handsome guy next to me become the landlord.
He stared at his terrible hand, lost in thought.
I fell silent as well.
The cards I saw were simply unbearable.
There were no big cards, and the small ones were a mess; even Hitler would cry at this.
"Um..." I spoke softly, "Sorry, I lost my balance when the bus braked."
He sighed and shook his head.
As expected, he lost this round.
The opponents nearly had a springtime, and aside from playing a pair of threes at the start, the handsome guy had no chance to play again.
When the round ended, his phone rang.
I stood right beside his seat and happened to overhear the conversation on the phone:
"Wang Xingci, you dare to call yourself the landlord with this hand? Hahaha..."
"Don't forget the stakes; you're treating dinner."
It seemed that this round of Dou Di Zhu was a bet among friends.
Feeling guilty, I tugged at his sleeve. "Play a couple more rounds with them, and I'll help you win back the dinner money."
The handsome guy looked up at me, clearly a bit skeptical.
"Don't worry, I'm a professional."
He believed me and handed over his phone, even offering me his seat.
I rolled up my sleeves and got to work in my seat.
However...
After the bus had traveled seven stops, I quietly returned the phone to him.
Now he owed me five meals.
When we got off that day, the handsome guy said goodbye to me with a gloomy face.
I felt sorry for him and offered to add him on WeChat to share some of the burden, but he refused.
He raised a hand to his forehead, his fingers long and attractive.
"Forget it, it's not easy for you either."
Then he got off the bus, leaving me alone to ponder his words.
That day, I couldn't figure out what exactly was so difficult for me until I missed my stop.
Was living not easy?
I don't know if it was the shadow of those five meals that lingered in his mind, but the next day on the bus, I didn't see that handsome guy named Wang Xingci again.
I am a bit disappointed; it seems our fate is too shallow, not even as good as a game of Dou Di Zhu.
I declined my colleague's invitation for dinner and planned to prepare a romantic candlelight dinner for myself at home.
Dinner was ready, but suddenly my Meow Master knocked over the tomato juice, spilling it all over me.
I grabbed my pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower. However, halfway through, the water heater broke down.
Wrapped in a towel and carrying a toolbox, I started to fix it—
Well, eventually, even cold water stopped coming out.
In desperation, I had no choice but to call the Landlady.
She lives in the same community as me and often reminds me to call her if anything goes wrong at home.
It was a bit noisy on her end. After I explained the problem, she responded vaguely a few times before hurriedly saying:
"Okay, I'll be there soon."
I made her a cup of tea and was about to change into my pajamas when there was a sudden knock on the door.
After hesitating for a moment, I went straight to open it.
I thought I would let her in first before changing clothes, but—
When I opened the door, standing outside was a guy.
I froze for a few seconds. "Zhou... Stephen Chow?"
He also looked surprised for a moment, then raised one hand to his forehead, that hand still looking long and handsome.
"It’s Wang Xingci."
Well, they are all pretty much the same.
According to him, he is actually the son of the Landlady. His older sister was busy playing mahjong, so she urged him to come over and help with some repairs.
He was carrying a toolbox, looking quite professional.
Since he was already here, I couldn't just kick him out, so I tightened my grip on the towel and stepped aside to let him in.
Out of caution, I didn't close the front door.
"Please sit for a moment; I'll go change clothes," I said awkwardly while holding onto the towel tightly.
Wang Xingci, however, straightforwardly carried his toolbox into the bathroom. "No problem, I'll check the pipes first."
I didn’t have much to say and quickly went to my room to change into my pajamas.
By the time I came out, Wang Xingci had already rolled up his sleeves and got to work in the bathroom.
However, seeing his rolled-up sleeves reminded me of that day on the bus when I rolled up my sleeves to help him lose four meals.
I suddenly had a bad feeling.
Sure enough—
As I squatted down next to him, he accidentally shook the wrench in his hand, and the pipe burst.
My freshly changed pajamas were instantly soaked, clinging to my body.
I rushed to the door and glanced down at my clothes, unable to help but lick my lips.
According to the plot of a TV drama, something was bound to happen next…
However, while I was lost in thought, I heard a shout from beside me.
"Stop admiring yourself and turn off the water valve, sister!"
I hurriedly ran to turn off the water valve, then returned to the bathroom door. After hesitating for a moment, I quietly asked, "Are you… younger than me?"
The person wiped the water off his face, looking both amused and helpless. "I was just in a hurry; 'sister' is just a term of address. I'm two years older than you."
My pajamas were slightly transparent from being wet, and I instinctively covered myself with my hands, keenly catching the flaw in his words.
"How do you know how old I am?"
He froze.
After a moment, I watched as his ears gradually turned red under the showerhead. "My mom mentioned it casually."
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