Her long hair slipped quietly from her ears, and she glanced at her phone. Her fingers could move off the phone screen, and the time jumped to the next minute, it felt as if a century had passed.
"Is the signal bad?" Jungkook asked suddenly.
"Ah?"
Lisa was startled and looked up at him.
He put away his cell phone, stood up, stretched and said, "The signal here is not good, WeChat can't connect. I'll go out and have a smoke."
After that, he passed by the uncle next to him.
The uncle is about 1.8 meters tall and has a tall build, weighing about 180 pounds.
Jungkook is about the same height as the uncle, but he looks taller because he is thinner. He walked past the uncle.
In contrast to his figure, his walking posture looked more like that of a carefree man in his early twenties.
Lisa watched him leave the laundry room.
The burly uncle also watched him go and said “Hey! You two didn't talk, so I thought you were from different country. Did you have a fight? Look at this low-pressure guy, I can only hum."
The uncle laughed sarcastically, Picked up a pile of clothes and left.
Lisa glanced at WeChat again, then put her head on her arms and lay down on the long table.
In the shadow surrounded by her arms, she opened her eyes and looked at her shoes - her mind was blank just a moment ago, but now there are hundreds of thoughts flying out, fragmented, messy, and completely illogical. She even wondered if he was joking, but no one was joking like that. No matter the distance, they were still face to face.
He suddenly said that the signal was not good and the person had left.
He just wanted to get over this matter, right?
Do you want me to pretend I didn't see it?
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Outside the laundry room, Jungkook stood for a while.
The burly uncle came out with a pile of clothes, and was startled by him.
After seeing clearly that it was him, he smiled knowingly, glanced inside, and said softly: Go in.
The uncle guessed that they knew each other and left to help the quarrelsome couple.
And then he hummed a song and walked up the stairs.
Jungkook put his hands in his pockets, took two steps outside the door, and finally left the apartment.
He came down wearing few clothes and was freezing when he stood in the wind, so he backed away and leaned against the door to take shelter from the wind. He took out a traditional white cigarette and cracked it. It took five or six times to light the cigarette.
He felt a little regretful, he asked so abruptly.
He guessed it was probably he didn't sleep well for two or three days, and his dizziness came back. He took a hot shower and felt so relaxed.
The atmosphere just now was so good that he couldn't hold back for a moment and was impulsive.
He is a person who believes in getting what he pays for, and he believes that the same goes for chasing girls.
He hasn't done anything for her yet, and he doesn't expect her to really take a liking to him, so he should take his time.
Take your time, Jeon Jungkook. He reminded himself.
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Enthralled || Liskook
Любовные романыDisclaimer : This story is an adaption of a Chinese drama. I do not own this story, or profit from any part of it.