It's colder outside compared to when they came .
The only sweater that could keep warm was soaked and she put it in the bag. Walking to the door, Lisa felt that his body was almost not her own. She opened the door, and subconsciously glanced to the other side.
At this time, the man at the door probably hasn't returned yet.
Usually it was two or three o'clock. When she was already in deep sleep, he would pass by her door with a smile and knock on the door panel twice maliciously. The strength is very heavy, like thunder in the middle of the night.
Then he returned to his house.
Do nothing.
It is irritating, but there is no way to solve it.
Lisa told the landlord about this situation several times, but none seemed to be effective.
After locking the door, Lisa boiled the pot of water, and sent a WeChat message to Jisoo by the way: [Here is home. 】
Jisoo's home is far from her house, and she is still on the subway at this moment: [So fast? I still have several stations. 】
Jisoo: [Eh. 】
Jisoo: [I just gave a blow, and I remembered Jungkook's behavior tonight. 】
Jisoo: [You said, Jk was afraid that you would be cold, so I threw your coat? Then he was too embarrassed to say, and broke off a reason like that. 】
Lisa pulled out a change of clothes from the closet. Seeing this sentence, she stopped: [Say something reliable. 】
jisoo: [? 】
jisoo: [Who is not reliable! ! ! 】
Lisa: [He is here to solve the problem. 】
lisa: [So it is probably because he am afraid that I will fall ill because of this, so I should ask him to squander the medical expenses. 】
Jisoo: [...]
Lisa: [Then he can find someone to give you a coat. 】
Lisa: [This is not an easy task in such a cold day. 】
Jisoo: [? 】
Lisa reminded: [He may not be able to borrow. 】
Jisoo: [...]
A reminder of low battery just pops up.
Lisa put the phone on the table to charge, and went into the bathroom. Taking off the makeup on her face a little bit, she stared at the face in the mirror, her movements suddenly stopped.
The pair of eyebrows that I saw not long ago flashed past my mind.
Lisa cast her eyes down and absently tossed the cotton pad into the trash can.
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RomanceAN ADAPTATION NOT MY STORY! It was by chance that Lisa became housemates with Jungkook, whom she had refused during high school. Normally, they lived their lives separately, as if they were two strangers living under the same roof. The peaceful lif...