Your Distance

43 - Turns Out the Old Beast Didn't Want to Cohabitate...

Bai Changyi was used to eating both Chinese and Western food, but was more inclined towards Western food. When it came to cooking, he could cook both Chinese and Western food, but it was the first time in his life he was making dumplings.

It was even more impossible for young master Ting, who found even preparing sauce to eat cucumbers with troublesome, to have wrapped dumplings before.

Currently, he was sitting on the kitchen countertop, one leg bent and the other leisurely swinging back and forth. Holding up his phone, Ting Shuang gave Bai Changyi instuctions on how to prepare the dumpling filling according to the recipe on it, “Chop green onions, ginger, and dried shrimps… We have to add an egg in too…”

While cutting the ingredients, Bai Changyi said, “Take an egg out.” Afraid that Ting Shuang might not even know where the eggs were, he added, “It’s in the refrigerator.”

“Alright,” Ting Shuang got off the countertop, took an egg from the refrigerator, simply placed it by the edge of the counter, and continued reading the recipe, “Stir the chopped green onion, ginger, and shrimp into the minced pork filling… Then add salt and e—”

The word “egg” hadn’t fully made its way out of his throat, before he heard a crack as the egg rolled off the counter and fell onto the ground.

It broke so badly he couldn’t bear to look at it.

Bai Changyi first glanced at the egg white and yolk seeping out of the broken eggshell on the ground, before looking up at Ting Shuang.

The look from Bai Changyi’s eyes seemed to say: ?

In it was pure confusion and incomprehension, as well as a trace of shock that wasn’t easily detected.

“Um… The egg… It rolls…” Ting Shuang had no idea what he was talking about.

Of course the egg rolls, and Ting Shuang scolded himself. Did he have to do an experiment in order to realise such a thing?

“… Mm.”

Ting Shuang felt like the meaning behind Bai Changyi’s “mm” was a mystery.

He suddenly understood the reason behind the shock in Bai Changyi’s eyes. It was the shock of realising that the IQ of someone who was one of the hind legs of humanity could be this low…

“Recently, I’ve been thinking…” Ting Shuang tried to change the subject as he used kitchen towels to clean up the floor, “I’ve been wondering about whether I should change my part-time job… To one that’s more professional… The rent of the apartment I rented is quite high. Starting from next month—”

His phone vibrated. It was an unknown number.

“I’ll answer a call.” Ting Shuang didn’t have time to wash his hands, so he turned on the speaker-mode using a clean finger, “Ting.”

A German voice rang out from the speaker, “Hello, may I ask if you’re looking for a tenant, Ting? The apartment on 16 Brahms Street?”

“Yes, I’m looking for a tenant after I move out, starting from next month. I don’t live there anymore, but I haven’t moved some of my personal belongings. If you need, I can deal with my belongings in advance, to let you move in this month.” Ting Shuang threw the egg and paper towels into the trash can. “If it is convenient for you, we can settle a time for you to come look at the house… May I ask how to address you?”

“Jonas.” Hearing the news that he could move in early, the person on the other side of the call seemed very happy, “Are you free tomorrow at 6.30pm, or the day after?”