"By the way, are you still going tonight?" Zhen He followed up with another question.
"Probably not for a while. I've got something to take care of," Lu Sheng replied.
Wang Mu had gotten along fairly well with this girl before. After thinking about it, he added, "I might be moving."
"Huh? Moving? Did you find a new place to rent?" Zhen He asked casually.
"No. I'm planning to buy one myself."
"..."
There was no way to continue this conversation.
Zhen He felt as though she had suffered ten thousand points of critical damage.
In this relatively remote, outlying city, a hundred-square-meter apartment only cost two or three million. But average monthly income here was only five or six thousand. And because the city was declining, no new real estate companies were developing properties. Housing came with all kinds of taxes, and many people could afford to buy but not afford to keep one.
Buying a home had therefore become an enormous problem.
Zhen He's dream was to buy a home of her own in this city she loved. That was why she had kept striving and struggling here all this time.
"Then congratulations," Zhen He said with a smile despite the sourness in her heart, her good manners prevailing as she congratulated Lu Sheng.
"Thanks." Lu Sheng opened the door and went inside.
Their small talk ended there. They had only been somewhat familiar neighbors to begin with. Without nighttime jogging as their common point of intersection, there was nothing else to talk about.
Zhen He watched Lu Sheng enter, then let out an almost inaudible sigh. She smoothed the hem of her dress, put her social smile back on, and headed for the elevator.
Click.
Lu Sheng shut his bedroom door and piled all the prepared food