Chapter 210: Chapter 210
Chu River opened her eyes in the quiet, finding herself in a cramped rental apartment.
The rental was truly cramped; only when her spiritual power silently spread did she realize this tiny room, equipped with all necessities, was less than 20 square meters in total.
The bed beneath her hips was messy, the faded sheets bore faint yellow stains, the table was stacked with instant noodle containers and delivery boxes, and the floor was littered with disposable chopsticks and food scraps...
She raised her hand, and the sheet under her palm was littered with crumbs of potato chips.
Chu River looked around— the small window was covered with a curtain haphazardly strung with an iron wire, less neat than the work of a spider in the corner.
The walls were gray and yellowed, stained with some unknown filth. Fresh chapters posted on NoveI★Fire.net
The surface finish of the dining table in the corner was peeling upwards.
A storage box was piled with a jumble of clothes, clearly all men’s.
Damn it, what kind of crappy place is this?
She retracted her spiritual power that was hesitantly lingering at the bathroom door, now staring at the greasy old laptop on the table, raising her fair fingers, momentarily unsure if she should touch it.
In the equally old, grimy mirror on the wall, reflected her delicate and pretty face, along with her tightly furrowed brows and the disbelief in her eyes...
Chu River whipped her head around—
This was definitely not her place!!!
The next moment, there were footsteps in the hallway, followed by the door being unlocked, and a man around 1.7 meters tall walked in.
His medium-length hair was slightly greasy, his complexion was sallow, with dark circles under his eyes, and a few pimples dotted his face.
He wore a deformed black t-shirt, wrinkled shorts, and a pair of casual flip-flops.
Chu River appraised him honestly—
Hmm... in terms of features, pretty ordinary.
In terms of demeanor, very creative.
She said nothing, and after a moment’s pause, the guy smiled:
"Little He, when did you get here?"
Realizing Chu River wasn’t in a good mood, he scratched his head and walked in, casually laughing:
"Alright, alright, I know I didn’t keep the place tidy after you cleaned it last week, I’ll clean it up now!"
Saying so, he pulled out a crumpled plastic bag from somewhere and quickly started stuffing the leftover rubbish from the table into it.
He didn’t realize the plastic bag was torn, and leftover noodle soup poured out through the hole, soon leaving a patch mark on the yellowed floor.
The guy sighed in frustration and simply threw the garbage bag aside:
"Little He, my dear, I’m just not meant for house chores... Think about it, how great would it be for us to live together! This place can fit two people!"
"The housemates there are too strict, give up your place and you can save on rent, just need to get up half an hour earlier in the morning... You can even supervise me, no staying up late, exercise more, and look for a job..."
He then turned and spread his arms, sweetly said: "Did you miss me?"
As soon as he spoke, there was a blur in front of his eyes, and before his brain registered, he felt a dull pain in his temple, and he dropped to the ground like a limp noodle.
Chu River looked at his greasy hair, then tenderly rubbed her fist:
"Miss you like hell!"
This start was too terrifying, far more thrilling than waking up to find herself floating in a river—damn it!
Chu Fa Da swore she’d rather fall into the river!
She glanced at the man lying on the ground like garbage, and looking around, found only a small satchel in the corner of the bed, quickly grabbed it and left the room.
Once outside, she realized, oh my, no wonder it was so noisy outside, it turned out to be a village market—
Took out her phone to check the map—
However, now she was at Seven Immortals Village beyond the fifth ring of Beijing, where mostly self-built houses like these were rented to migrant workers.
There were migrant workers, young people new to society, and even families...
But Chu River roughly scanned the surroundings, and found the little room from before uniquely messy.
Currently, this place, to the nearest subway station, required 47 minutes by bus and a walk of 1081 meters.
And the nearest subway station was about another hour to the central second and third ring areas of Beijing.
—What a dismal start!