Ji Ting was a little surprised and tilted his head in confusion. Ji Yanzhi wants to play games instead of sleeping this late at night?
He was still staring blankly when Ji Yanzhi said impatiently, "Play or don't. I can play on my own."
He turned and headed downstairs. After he had waited in the living room for a while, Ji Ting came down.
Ji Yanzhi kept the corners of his mouth pressed down, deliberately making his tone cold. "Is there a PS5 in the house?"
Ji Ting nodded. The original owner had one. It's in my room.
Ji Yanzhi's brows drew together slightly. Original Owner? Who has such a weird name?
"Go get it. I'll wait here."
Ji Ting took the elevator back to his room, then found the original owner's console beneath a cabinet in the walk-in closet.
He carried it back to the living room. Ji Yanzhi took it from his arms and looked it over. "Where are the controllers?"
Ji Ting froze, then pressed his lips together. I forgot.
Ji Yanzhi gave a cold scoff. "I can tell from your face that you forgot. You're such an idiot. Go get them."
Ji Ting made another trip. By the time he returned with two controllers and his tablet, Ji Yanzhi had already connected the PS5 to the television.
Remote in hand, he spent ages scrolling through the original owner's dizzying game library. "What was that boxing game we played last time called?"
Ji Ting couldn't remember either and could only shake his head.
Ji Yanzhi looked back at the television screen, growing impatient with the search. "Forget it. Let's just play whatever."
Ji Ting lowered his eyes slightly at that. That one was fun.
Ji Yanzhi's hand paused on the remote. His chest rose and fell, and