Hancheng: There is a door between me and the future

Chapter 263 "I won't let you get away, Xiu Yuan~" (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)

"I'm focused on driving."

Lin Xiuyuan kept his eyes fixed ahead, but secretly glanced at Lin Yun'er out of the corner of his eye, his expression excessively serious.

This scene made Yoona, who was in the passenger seat, burst out laughing. She raised the corner of her mouth and said in a teasing tone, "Look at you, you little coward, you really do look like a proper driver."

After teasing him, she wasn't about to let Lin Xiaolu off the hook on the other end of the phone.

Lin Yoona narrowed her eyes, like a little fox ready to cause trouble, her fingers flying across the screen as if she could ignite a fire on the other end of the phone in the next second.

Im Yoona: [We were tied up, but it was a kind of tying up that you can't imagine. It was the kind of tying up that he actually enjoyed. Do you want to join in?]

As soon as she sent the message, she burst out laughing, her shoulders shaking with laughter. She deliberately turned to look at Lin Xiuyuan, then read the message she had just sent to him with a mischievous grin, asking him in an exaggerated tone.

"Xiuyuan, do you think that silly girl Lin Xiaolu will be so angry after seeing my message that she'll want to rush over and strangle me to death?"

"You really dare to post that..." Lin Xiuyuan sighed, feeling as if dark clouds were gathering overhead.

Sure enough, a few seconds later Lin Xiaolu's reply appeared: 【Hehe. 】

Those two short words exuded a chilling aura, and you could almost feel her face darken instantly, even through the screen.

Immediately afterwards...

Another line: [Pervert.]

Im Yoona was so amused by the two consecutive descriptions that she couldn't stand up straight, and her sunglasses almost slipped off. "Oh my, I can't take it anymore. Her tone is so funny. It's just like that kind of person who wants to join in a movie but can't figure out how to get into it."

"Are you sure you don't want to crawl in and hit me?"

Lin Xiuyuan's temple twitched. "Yoona, if you keep stirring things up like this, next time we meet, Luhan will really twist my head off."

"Big head or small head?"

"???"

But Yoona wasn't afraid at all; instead, she got even more excited and continued typing rapidly: 【Lu'er, don't worry, I'm keeping an eye on Xiuyuan for us~ I'm watching him very closely, really closely, so closely that he can't escape even for a second!】

There was a noticeable pause on Lin Xiaolu's end, followed by a two-minute reply: 【Are you watching closely? Are you watching with your eyes, your hands, or something else?】

These words made Yoona's eyes light up instantly, as if she had found some incredible treasure. She laughed even more unrestrainedly than before and quickly retorted: "[So what if I look with my hands? So what if I look with my eyes? Even if I look with my mouth, I'm looking very carefully, and very closely.]"

Just then, Lin Xiuyuan, who was driving, stopped at a traffic light. He glanced at the explicit conversation on the screen and almost stepped on the gas. He quickly shouted, "Hey, Yoona, don't ruin yourself. She's still young."

However, Lin Yoona shut him up with one sentence: "Xiuyuan, shut up. This is a battlefield for us women."

He continued typing with his head down.

Lin Xiaolu: [How saggy is skin these days? Still thinking it's tight? Someone probably forgot what happened on their birthday, I screen-recorded it!]

Yoona: [It's all the same path I've walked, I don't care, anyway, I'm eating better than you now.]

Lin Xiaolu: 【…Are you trying to provoke me?】

Im Yoona: [Oh, what's so provocative about this? I just think sometimes it's better to stand united against external threats, like having a shift system for guarding, which is fair, just, and transparent~]

Lin Xiaolu: [Why are you acting as crazy as Jiyeon?]

Yoona: [Don't pretend. If you really didn't care, you wouldn't have sent that "hehe" so quickly.]

Lin Xiaolu: [I can't be bothered with you. I have work to do. By the way, be careful with your spending. This is all the money I have left. The money I invested in the company hasn't come back yet, and the company hasn't settled accounts with me either.]

Im Yoona: [Anyway, it's not me who's tired.]

Lin Xiaolu: [...]

After reading the last message, Lin Yoona finally tossed her phone back onto Lin Xiuyuan's lap with satisfaction, a mischievous expression on her face. "Done. She should be jumping up and down in anger by now."

Lin Xiuyuan covered his forehead, both amused and exasperated, "Yoona, you really are a living, breathing fire starter."

"Roast chicken?"

She blinked, looking completely innocent, and summed up "adding fuel to the fire" as "roasting chicken."

This made Lin Xiuyuan, who was listening nearby, completely lose his composure. "Damn it, Yoona, can you please stop watching those abstract videos? I'm afraid I won't be able to catch your jokes sometimes."

With a smile that made her eyes narrow, Lim Yoona suddenly reached her little hand towards the driver's seat. "Hehe~ It's pretty good, I think it's quite fun."

Startled, Lin Xiuyuan quickly shouted, "Stop messing around! Seriously, stop messing around! Safety first! If something happens, we won't have a chance to be reborn!"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yoona released her little hand and sat steadily in her seat, but her gaze toward Lin Xiuyuan was still full of amusement.

After Lin Xiuyuan parked the car, the two sat in silence for more than ten minutes before getting out of the car one after the other.

However, Lin Xiuyuan's trousers were noticeably more wrinkled than when he first got in the car, and they were also a little damp.

……

On the same day, the night breeze in Tokyo in 13 carried the coolness of early autumn, and the neon lights on the streets illuminated Ginza brightly and dreamily, as if someone had draped the city in a layer of flowing light.

Wearing a well-tailored beige trench coat and minimalist gold earrings, Jessica Jung walked slowly down the streets of Ginza.

Having just finished the brand's opening ceremony, she didn't immediately return to the hotel. Instead, she chose to wander around alone, hoping to let the atmosphere of the city wash away the social obligations of the day's activities.

During the opening ceremony, she actually kept noticing a figure, namely Satomi Ishihara.

Even under the media's barrage of questions, the other party maintained a smile and composure. Even when asked about his previous relationship and the recent rumors with Shun Oguri, he simply smiled and offered no explanation.

This composure left Jessica Jung a little stunned and curious.

Shortly afterward, the media dispersed, and the brand invited everyone to visit the store.

As a guest, Jessica Jung casually browsed through the new season's ready-to-wear clothes in the store, her fingertips brushing against each piece of fabric. Suddenly, she saw Satomi Ishihara looking down at a silk dress in a corner, her slender fingers gently lifting the hem of the dress, as if she was carefully assessing the texture.

"This dress suits you very well."

The sound wasn't loud, but it seemed to break the silence in the air.

Jessica Jung herself was a little surprised that she would take the initiative to speak up.

Satomi Ishihara looked up, paused for a moment, and then flashed her signature smile. "Really? I also think its lines are very clean."

In that instant, their eyes met, as if confirming some kind of tacit understanding.

So the conversation naturally unfolded, from fabrics and tailoring to the designer's philosophy, like an invisible thread gradually drawing them closer.

Halfway through the conversation, Jessica Jung suddenly fell silent, her gaze falling on the dress, her fingertips gently stroking the cuffs, as if she was preparing something.

A few seconds later, she pursed her lips and asked in a low voice, "Ishihara-san, I'm a little curious about how you manage to be so dedicated to everything, whether it's work or... life in general."

Satomi Ishihara was stunned for a moment, clearly not expecting this somewhat presumptuous question to come out of the other person's mouth.

So she took a serious look at Jessica Jung and quickly recognized her as a female celebrity who had recently become quite popular in the neighboring country.

Then I noticed the other person's slightly drooping eyelashes and the faint weariness on their face, and I seemed to understand something.

So she put the dress back on the hanger, revealing a relaxed and gentle smile. "I guess it's just following my instincts. That's always been my personality, which is why I have so many rumors." Those few words seemed to strike a chord deep within Jessica Jung's heart.

She stood there, stunned, as many images flashed through her mind.

Hesitation at work, waiting and uncertainty in planning, and a certain person who has been popping up frequently lately.

Thinking of this, Jessica Jung let out a soft breath and suddenly felt as if a hole had been opened in her chest, and a cool breeze blew in, which was surprisingly comfortable.

"Thank you."

She looked up and gave Satomi Ishihara a genuine smile.

Satomi Ishihara smiled and nodded, her gaze gentle, as if adding fuel to the fire, "Yes, do what you want to do, don't wait too long."

When Jessica Jung returned to the hotel, Tokyo was already brightly lit, the city shining like a giant gem.

After taking off her coat, she casually placed her bag on the sofa, changed into a pair of slippers, and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the window was the night view of Ginza, with the endless stream of car lights resembling a continuously extending ribbon of light. She stood quietly, as if her whole being was swallowed up by that sea of ​​light.

The phrase "respect your instincts" from Satomi Ishihara just now kept echoing in her mind, as if someone had tapped on her heart and gently brushed away the emotions she had been suppressing.

She suddenly thought of herself 25 years ago, which is Jessica's side.

That woman was always so composed, even frighteningly so, in front of the camera and the media.

She remembered that she had asked Lin Xiuyuan to ask the other person if they had ever regretted it, and the answer she received was that the other person was just living according to their own ideas and had no regrets.

Actually, Jessica Jung can understand Jessica, and looking back now, isn't this exactly what Satomi Ishihara was talking about as "respecting one's instincts"?

Thinking of this, she slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, her gaze falling on the carpet, and remained silent for a long time.

However, instead of the tightness in my chest as before, I felt a refreshing sensation, like a breeze.

……

……

In the blink of an eye, another three days have passed.

In the past few days, Lin Xiuyuan has been almost completely drained of energy by Lin Xiaolu.

It all started with a casual provocation from Yoona a few days ago, which ignited a certain competitive spirit in Lin Xiaolu's heart.

So, as if she had made up her mind, she would come to find Lin Xiuyuan almost every night, or simply ask him to come to her apartment.

It's nothing more than getting hooked after the initial taste, Lin Xiuyuan knew that.

But as Lin Xiaolu seemed to suddenly have an epiphany, and stopped always wearing loose pajamas and casual home attire, instead cautiously trying out various "battle outfits," he realized something was amiss.

Although her leg shape and figure are not quite on par with Yoona's, her youthful innocence is something no one can imitate.

For example: When Lin Xiaolu stood awkwardly at the door in her battle robes, her ears slightly red, her fingers unconsciously tugging at the hem of her clothes, and her eyes watery as she looked at Lin Xiuyuan on the bed, it was as if she was waiting for a verdict.

Who could withstand that?

Therefore, these small gestures and expressions directly made Lin Xiuyuan's heart flutter with excitement.

So much so that he lingered in the apartment there for two days. If Shirley hadn't called him every day without fail to urge him to pick up Krystal, Lin Xiuyuan probably wouldn't have been able to get out of bed.

The situation is no different today.

Lin Xiuyuan, who had slept until noon, was not fully awake when his phone vibrated.

On the other end of the phone was Sulli, her voice full of laughter and teasing, "Oppa~ Time to go to work. Your situation is a bit like the emperor neglecting his morning court sessions back home. Is unnie really that irresistible to you? Which unnie is better, anyway~"

Lin Xiuyuan's lips twitched, and he couldn't help but laugh and scold, "So long-winded."

She casually sat up, her voice still lingering with sleep, "I remember Krystal said she had some work to do today, are you free at noon?"

"Ah, I don't know."

Sulli, who has been busy with filming recently, really doesn't know about Krystal's situation, since Krystal went back to 25 years ago after finishing her classes during the day.

After all, they weren't like Lin Xiuyuan, the kind of unemployed street urchin.

"I'll go ask."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Xiuyuan got up to wash up. The apartment, which was originally a little unfamiliar, had become much more familiar to him after the past two days of bumping around and marking places. Every corner seemed to echo with the sounds of last night.

After washing up, I immediately opened the door and headed straight for the 25-year-old villa.

The sight in the living room when he opened the door made him raise an eyebrow.

Two people were sitting on the sofa, chatting animatedly.

"Yo ho, I was just saying your name and Xiu Yuan you're back."

Da Longzai looked up with a smile. Recently, after learning about the membership and meeting with Park Jiyeon, he felt much better.

She looks more vibrant and voluptuous than before, even her eyes exude a touch of softness.
Krystal crossed her arms, a teasing smile playing on her lips. "I thought I'd have to wait a while longer, Xiuyuan~ Your schedule has been a bit hectic lately."

That's right. During the day, he would send himself back and recite poetry, and then at night he would return to the place 13 years ago and fall asleep holding another piece of soft jade.

In such a situation, if Krystal hadn't been so knowledgeable and mentally prepared, she would have definitely cut someone's head into squid rings during one of their sleep sessions.

"Serving our members~"

After giving that awkward answer with a smile, Lin Xiuyuan looked at the two of them and asked, "How did you two end up together?"

"I came to find that little brat. Xiujing came to get something, and we just happened to run into each other." Dalongzai said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Lin Xiuyuan turned to look at Krystal, "I remember you said yesterday that you had work today?"

"Hmm." Krystal nodded, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly. "A movie is about to be released, and I need to do some promotion. I'll be there in a bit."

As she spoke, a hint of mockery suddenly appeared in her eyes, "Now that's great, without me and Yoona unnie, you can finally live life to the fullest, Xiuyuan~"

Before he could finish speaking, Da Longzai chimed in, "No way, Xiujing, I won't give him a chance to run away. I'm here for you."

After saying that, she leaned closer, her eyes sparkling, and smiled like a child who had successfully pulled a prank at Lin Xiuyuan, "Xiuyuan~ It's been a while since we've had any real fun, hasn't it? Let's make the most of the last days of summer..."

"Ah? What for?"

"Hehe~ Krystal just said you have a swimming pool upstairs!!!"

　I was planning to continue writing 10,000 words a day, but I caught a bad cold early this morning. My throat feels like it's been cut with a razor blade, and I also have a headache and a stuffy nose!

　　I just took Gan Kang again last night and have been feeling sleepy ever since, so I'm really sorry.

　　I'm skipping today's appointment; consider it a day off for me.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)