In just a few months, she was no longer the fierce woman she once was; she had become timid and cowardly.
The agent moved a step away with obvious disgust; Zhao Huilin, who took care of Yan Feng every day, was covered in the smell.
The assistant couldn't help but cover his nose as soon as he entered the room. The room not only smelled musty, but also... like urine? He wasn't sure, but seeing that Lu Lin's expression was normal, the assistant put his nose down.
The round-faced man, a seasoned real estate agent with twenty years of experience, had seen countless people and knew Lu Lin was no ordinary individual. He beamed and enthusiastically stepped forward to promote the property, "This house may be old..."
Zhao Huilin also stepped forward, hoping to find an opportunity to promote the house to Lu Lin; she was desperate to sell it!
The assistant quickly took the agent and Zhao Huilin away to another room to talk.
The living room was dirty and messy, with instant noodle bags and used tissues scattered all over the floor.
Lu Lin stood in the living room, looking around. It was an old-fashioned two-bedroom apartment. The Yan Zhao couple were there.
Having a child
The third room... Lu Lin's gaze fell on the balcony.
He went out onto the balcony.
In the cramped space, there was a wooden plank that could barely be called a bed, now piled with dirty clothes, and two blue curtains hung on the window.
Lu Lin went over, squatted down, and used his hand to measure the width of the wooden board, which was about one meter.
The closer you crouch down to the wall, the clearer and stronger the damp, musty smell becomes.
Lu Lin didn't move until his assistant came to the balcony after finishing the meeting. " President Lu, the asking price is 1.26 million."
The sky darkened, and a large black cloud drifted in.
Lu Lin stood up. "Tell the real estate agent that he can't sell this house, and no real estate agent in the whole city can sell it."
The assistant, quick-witted, immediately understood Lu Lin's meaning: if the house couldn't be sold, the Yan Zhao couple would never be able to repay their high-interest loans. He nodded, "Understood, I'll handle it."
Lu Lin went downstairs and left.
Before getting on the bus, he glanced at the sky; it was covered in dark clouds. He then checked the time; it was not yet 4 p. m. Yan Heqing had two classes that afternoon.
He opened the car door, got in, and told the driver, "To Beijing University."
Chapter 84
After the two afternoon classes ended, the boys from Life Sciences Class 2 still didn't go to play ice hockey.
Ice hockey is an expensive sport, and unlike Lin Fengzhi classmates who are into photography, Beijing University don't come from wealthy families; they don't play ice hockey.
Lin Fengzhi then remembered that he hadn't asked Yan Heqing if he knew how to play ice hockey. He and Gu Xingye were sitting in the back row of the classroom, while Yan Heqing was in the front row. He took a step to go over, but Gu Xingye grabbed him.
"He won't." Gu Xingye gazed at Yan Heqing's upright and slender back.
Lin Fengzhi is truly clueless; no wonder the twins couldn't get along. It's obvious from the looks of Yan Heqing that he'd never play ice hockey. Going to play today was just to teach him, making it easier to invite him out later.
Lin Fengzhi was speechless. "Why didn't you remind me sooner? I already called my classmates and teammates, and you called your friends too. What are we going to do now that he doesn't know how to play?"
A hockey game requires 12 players, but the number they've called isn't enough; they need to go to the hockey rink to gather more.
Gu Xingye smiled. "It's okay, it's just for fun."
Lin Fengzhi didn't move, but still gave Gu Xingye a sidelong glance. "You're really patient with my brother. When you taught me ice hockey, you were even stricter than the coach."
Gu Xingye chuckled, stood up, and put his arm around his shoulder. "He's your brother, isn't he?"
Lin Fengzhi finally felt better. He slapped Gu Xingye's hand away, went down the steps to the first row, and called to Yan Heqing, "Let's go."
Yan Heqing put away his textbook.
He didn't know anything about ice hockey, and in the original text he only had one disgusting memory of it. The reason he didn't refuse was because Cheng Jian's true love was Lin Fengzhi's high school ice hockey teammate.
Lin Fengzhi loves playing ice hockey and once wanted to become a professional player, but he was too thin to withstand the impacts and had to be hospitalized several times, so he gave up the idea. However, he still plays from time to time.
Even playing games requires the setup of a professional competition. Lin Fengzhi will definitely call for help today, and he might even call that high school teammate.
Yan Heqing wasn't sure, but he had nothing to do today and went to several opportunities.
With the timeline altered, Cheng Jian might just meet his true love sooner.
Yan Heqing picked up his schoolbag and walked out of his seat.
Lin Fengzhi and Gu Xingye led the way, while Yan Heqing followed a few steps behind as they exited the teaching building.
A gust of wind swept by, leaving a damp feeling on his face. Yan Heqing looked up at the sky; it was about to rain.
Sure enough, just as they arrived at the school gate, a sudden downpour began without warning, trapping a group of students under the eaves of the school gate.
The area under the eaves, barely a hand's width long, was packed with people, Lin Fengzhi was soon squeezed next to Yan Heqing.
The smell of rainy days carries a faint, familiar fragrance.
Previously, Lin Fengzhi Yan Heqing and hadn't smelled it, but now that he was closer, he could vaguely smell the scent of cedar.
Lin Fengzhi immediately turned to look at Yan Heqing, "You stayed at your friend's house again last night?"
Gu Xingye, who was on the other side of Lin Fengzhi, also turned his head to look when he heard the sound.
Yan Heqing was unaware that Lin Fengzhi still smelled of cedar, but when Lin Fengzhi, he realized it. His eyes flickered slightly, and he said calmly, "No."
Lin Fengzhi didn't believe it. "Fine, I'll go. I won't force you to get the brand; I'll find it myself."
Gu Xingye interjected, "What?"
Yan Heqing and Lin Fengzhi both ignored him. Yan Heqing said nonchalantly, "He gave me a set; I don't need to go to his house."
Lin Fengzhi sensed something was off. A rare moment of clarity struck him. "That friend who's been so good to you... could it be this friend?" Not a woman, but a man?
Just as Yan Heqing was about to return, his pocket vibrated slightly.
He took out his phone; it was Lu Lin. He gestured for Lin Fengzhi wait a moment and swiped to answer.
"I didn't bring an umbrella." Lu Lin's voice carried a slight smile.
Yan Heqing instantly realized something. He looked ahead, but the rain was too heavy, blurring the entire scene. He replied, "You've come."
Both of them affirmed it.
Lu Lin chuckled again, "I'm not far from you. You can't see me, but I can see you very clearly."
Yan Heqing could hear nothing but the sound of rain and the voices around him; all he could hear was the increasingly loud pounding of his heart.