Peninsula: My pet is my idol

Chapter 96 IVE Dormitory, Not 2

Just as the two were embracing each other tenderly, Jin Zhiyuan's phone suddenly received a message.

"Oppa, our manager said he's in the parking lot downstairs and asked me to get a document from the assistant's room." The girl said while looking at her phone, "I need to go down for a bit, okay? Will you wait for me here?"

Tang Xin raised her hand and patted her head, gently comforting her, "I've stayed long enough. If I stay any longer and get discovered, it will only cause you trouble."

"Okay then—" The girl opened her arms again and gave her a hug.

In their final tender moment, Tang Xin also took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale the fragrance of the girl's hair all at once.

After finding the document, Jin Zhiyuan left the dormitory with Tang Xin.

The two arrived at the elevator, and the girl, holding the documents, went downstairs first.

She was still smiling and waving at Tang Xin before the elevator doors closed.

After the elevator carrying Jin Zhiyuan descended, Tang Xin pressed the down button again and waited for the No. 2 elevator, which was ascending.

However, the elevator doors of elevator number two slowly opened.

A person who had completely caught Tang Xin's eye appeared before her.

The girl stared wide-eyed, tilting her head in disbelief as she approached Tang Xin step by step.

After a moment's thought, the girl understood everything.

"Hey, come here!" she said, grabbing Tang Xin by the collar and pulling her inside.

"No, I'm not going to your dorm, I need to leave right now, Yuan Ying!"

Tang Xin tried to resist, but the frail Zhang Yuanying couldn't stop him.

But the girl was using all her strength, holding onto Tang Xin's clothes with both hands and refusing to let go.

Tang Xin could only watch helplessly as the doors of elevator number two slowly closed and then she slipped away.

"Sigh, what exactly are you trying to do?" Tang Xin asked helplessly.

Zhang Yuanying said urgently, "Our team's agent is still coming up in the elevator! You'd better go hide in my room right now!"

"I'll use the fire escape!"

"The doors to the fire escape are locked!" the girl declared confidently, making up a lie.

Tang Xin: ?

Is the situation in South Korea really that dire? Are the apartments you live in along the Han River really that bad?

"Stop talking nonsense and come with me!"

And so, in a daze, he entered IVE's dormitory for the fourth time.

Upon entering Zhang Yuanying's room, the girl closed the door and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Yuan Ying, how am I going to get out of here?"

"Get out?" Zhang Yuanying leaned against the door, a smirk playing on her lips. "Now you're the one who really can't get out, Oppa—"

"Stop messing around." Tang Xin was sweating profusely.

"If you go out now, you'll most likely run into Zhiyuan coming up. Three different places: the room door, the dormitory entrance, and in front of the elevator. How are you going to explain that?"

Inside the underground parking lot.

After handing the paper document bag to his manager, Kim Ji-won asked, "Why are the curtains drawn even though there's no one in the back seat?"

"Oh, Yuan Ying was sleeping on her way back," the agent replied.

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The girl glared at her and asked, "Was Yuan Ying in this car today?"

The agent countered, "Yes, she just went upstairs. Didn't you see her?"

Jin Zhiyuan: Oh no! Won Ying might catch Tang Xin red-handed, right? Then it'll be discovered that I brought a boy back to the dorm without permission!

Jin Zhiyuan quickly took the elevator upstairs.

While going upstairs, she sent a message to Tang Xin, reminding him to use the fire escape and not the elevator.

She rushed back to the dormitory, and as soon as she entered, she saw her teammate drinking water in the living room.

"Wonyoung!"

"Mo?" Zhang Yuanying asked, "What's wrong? Is there something urgent?"

"Have you seen—" Jin Zhiyuan quickly changed his mind before he could finish his sentence, "Have you seen—the messages in the group chat?"

Zhang Yuanying chuckled inwardly, but feigned confusion, asking, "What news?"

"Uh—it's—nothing. I was just worried you came up here alone without your keys, so I rushed back."

"Ah~, thank you, but I just happened to have some with me, haha." After a few perfunctory words, Zhang Yuanying said, "I'm a little tired after finishing the trip, I'm going to take a nap."

"Yuanying, aren't you going to remove your makeup?"

"Take a nap first, then get up and take a shower."

"All right--"

Jin Zhiyuan glanced at his phone; it was a reply from Tang Xin: "I have retreated."

Carrying a water glass, Zhang Yuanying entered the room, gently closed the door, and lifted the curtains to look at the boy in front of her with a playful expression.

With a pained expression, Tang Xin said in a low voice, "She's gone back to her room now, I should be able to leave, right?"

"If you dare leave, I'll scream."

Tang Xin: !!!

"Yuan Ying! What are you trying to do?!"

In fact, Zhang Yuanying was also in a bit of a dilemma at this point.

Why did she suddenly want to pull Tang Xin back to her room? This is completely unlike her typical ISTJ, who likes to weigh pros and cons.

Personality is what one does when one is fully conscious.

Yes, she is not conscious.

I was exhausted after finishing the trip, so I slept for a while in the van and my morning grumpiness kicked in.

I vaguely remember taking the elevator upstairs, only to see an incredibly familiar figure.

Through the IVE group chat, she learned that only Kim Ji-won was in the dormitory at that time, and immediately connected the two of them to a secret rendezvous in the dormitory.

Hey, you dare steal my man? You've got some nerve! I'll tear you apart as soon as I finish my makeup!

You've gone so far as to steal my man! I think you're trying to take weight-gain pills!

Those two scoundrels, they've got no law! They're having a secret rendezvous in my dorm room behind my back!

Zhang Yuanying, her temper flaring up in an instant, disregarded everything and dragged Tang Xin back to the dormitory for trial.

But after her anger subsided, she realized what had happened.

—Wait a minute—I'm not Tang Xin's real girlfriend—I'm the one who cheated on him—

Oh no! I've made myself out to be the victim of the bully!

Is this what they mean by "those who steal from others will always be stolen from"?

Seeing Tang Xin's current attitude, Zhang Yuanying's displeasure surged up again: "How long did you spend with her?"

"Does that matter? The important thing is that I need to figure out how to get out of here!"

"How long did you stay?"

Suppressing her anger, Tang Xin replied, "Less than an hour."

"You kissed her, didn't you?"

No one noticed the slight tremor in the girl's voice.

"No----"

"If you didn't kiss, what did you two do for an hour?"

"Just—sitting—"

I don't believe it.

"If it exists, it exists; if it doesn't, it doesn't."

Tang Xin grew increasingly impatient, because in this situation, he was desperate to get out as soon as possible.

Just as he was about to say something, he noticed a tiny bit of water in the girl's eyes as she looked up.

Zhang Yuanying turned around, lay down on her own bed, and left only the words: "Go now, and be careful when you leave."

Tang Xin bit her lip, feeling very uncomfortable, and rubbed her face hard.

Inside the room, the sound of a girl sniffing could be heard.

The figure, completely wrapped in a blanket, made no sound of crying, only the sound of sniffling.

The girl didn't know why she was crying, but she felt that the grievances in her heart had nowhere to be released and could only flow out through her tear ducts.

With a sigh, Tang Xin sat down on the floor next to the girl's bed.

He reached out to try and pull back the blanket covering his head, but a cricket pupae broke free.

It looks exactly like a wriggling maggot.

Only then did Tang Xin truly understand the saying: An angry girl is harder to calm down than a pig during Chinese New Year.

For no apparent reason, he thought of his own pig.

When the little pig gets angry, it squeals and thrashes just like the old pig.

"hey-hey--"

Thinking of his own pig's adorable appearance, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Zhang Yuanying, huddled under the covers: ?

Are you even human? You just laughed out loud, didn't you?

Instead of comforting me, you just laughed out loud.

She suddenly threw off the covers and glared at Tang Xin, only to find that the expression on his face was very strange.

"You've gone too far! I've tolerated you for too long!" Zhang Yuanying said coldly, frowning.

"No—I was just thinking about my adorable pet—"

"What pet!"

"My pig, the one you like so much, once had a fight with my dog, and it got so sullen it just stayed there—I'm sorry!"

The more Tang Xin spoke, the darker Zhang Yuanying's face became, so the former decisively chose to apologize.

However, this time the girl did not bury her head under the covers.

Instead, she lay on her side with only her head showing, her head resting on the pillow, looking at Tang Xin.

Knowing she was in the wrong, Tang Xin didn't dare to meet his gaze and started playing with her fingers.

"Oppa, what kind of person is Jiwon in your eyes?"

"Huh? Why are you suddenly asking that?"

"I just want to know what you think of her."

Choosing his words carefully, he spoke softly: "When I was little, there was an old woman selling Laiwu sesame cakes far away on the street where my family's shop was located."

The old woman's sesame seed cakes weren't actually authentic; they were always burnt, sometimes too salty, sometimes too bland.

My parents told me not to go that far because there were too many cars on the road.

But I just love eating them, I have to eat one every day, and when I was in school I would always buy one on my way home from school —

Tang Xin turned her head and looked at Zhang Yuanying.

There was a clear pleading look in the girl's eyes.

I begged him not to say what he was about to say.

"Many things don't make sense; you just like someone. I like her because—"

I think she's great, everything about her is great.

The girl's heart sprouted taste buds, savoring the sourness and bitterness word by word.

Zhang Yuanying bit her lip and forced a smile, saying, "Then what do you think of me? Just a tool to cover for her?"

She made a mistake.

She shouldn't be lying in bed saying that; she should be holding this conflicted boy and asking him.

"Yuan Ying—" Tang Xin sighed, the image of Yuan Ying, who was in the next room, occupying his mind.

I might as well lay it all out: "I admit, I'm a disgustingly greedy person. When I was holding Zhiyuan, your image flashed through my mind."

Can----

That's just how some things are —

Love knows no order of arrival, but people have principles of propriety, righteousness, integrity, and a sense of shame.

She arrived first.

The girl's right eye tear crossed the bridge of her nose, fell into her left eye, and soaked the pillow.

She laughed and said, "Does the order in which people appear in our lives really matter that much?"

Tang Xin remained silent and nodded.

The girl took a bunch of tangled wired earphones from the bedside table, plugged them into her phone, and handed one to Tang Xin.

Once the tangled headphone wires were untangled, they stopped getting tangled.

"I believe that if we continue this messy entanglement, there will be no further development—"

"Stay with me for a little while, just a little while—after I fall asleep—then you can leave—okay—"

"it is good."

The girl, wearing one earphone, closed her eyes as she cried.

The boy sat on the ground, his expression unreadable.

Each person is on one side, connected by a thin headphone cable.

Just like fate, it's too subtle and shallow.

The music playing on the headphones was a shared memory that was difficult to express.

"Your

love

your

love

bites.

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