Our Glamorous Time( A Vsoo adaptation novel by Ding Mo)

Chapter 4(This Girl Is Cunning)

“What are you looking at?” he said in a cool and deep voice.

Jisoo, caught in the act, blushed for only a second, and then quickly composed herself. Why should she feel ashamed?

She stared straight at him.

The rattling sounds of the bus continued, with the soft orange lights still on overhead. He sat upright, straightened his cap and looked up at her.

There was no doubt that he had an attractive face. His eyes were dark and clean, like deep water with a dark reflection. His cheekbones were high, making his face appear clean cut. His thin lips were closed as if he were reluctant to speak, as usual.

Overall, he looked handsome and put together.

Jisoo gave him a friendly smile. “I’m looking at you.”

Without showing any other emotions, his eyes were clear and calm.

She continued and said, “You look like a soldier I’ve met before.”

Having finished her explanation, Jisoo waited for his reply. To her surprise, he raised his hand and pulled his cap back down. Apparently losing his last bit of interest, he leaned back in his seat and began to sleep again.

Jisoo watched him silently.

The bus then entered a more urban area. The city lights flashed through the windows. There were more passengers getting on and it was becoming crowded.

Putting in her headphones, Jisoo also leaned back in her seat and looked out of the window at the brightly-lit streets. But she couldn’t ignore the presence of the man behind her, even if he was resting. He finally straightened back up in his seat, appearing taller with his long legs stretched out. The cap brim blocked his eyes, which made Jisoo unsure if he was asleep or looking at the outside view like she was.

She was, of course, too shy to immediately turn around again and look at him.

After a while, she couldn’t help but take off her headphones and turn around. “Hey, are you the same man or not?”

He sat still, not even looking up.

“Mmm.” His voice was low.

Jisoo grinned. “Okay, thank you.”

She turned around. Determined not to harass him again, she pulled her coat hood over her head, curled up in her seat, closed her eyes, and began to sleep.

Nothing major happened on the way.

“This is the last stop! Everyone has to get off. You two in the back, wake up!” The rough voice woke Jisoo up. Opening her eyes, she saw that the bus was parked at a platform, and the familiar gate of Layover Group was not far away across the road.

“Oh,” she exhaled, but abruptly paused. At the bus door, a few steps away from her, was his slim figure striding through the exit.

Jisoo was surprised. She had thought he would get off back in the downtown area.

It was already past ten o’clock. The road was quiet and dimly lit. He walked straight, two hands in his pants pockets. Jisoo was walking behind him, a dozen steps away. There were only the sounds of their footsteps echoing off the long road.

Wouldn’t he think she was stalking him? She was amused by this thought.

Halting his walk, he stopped at the company gate. Jisoo stopped too without thinking.

He turned to look inside.

He was standing right under the light, the cap brim casting a shadow over his clean-cut profile. Under his straight nose, the corner of his mouth was slightly raised.