Chapter 112 Living in One Room (Part 1)

  After several days of adaptation and transition, Su Yisou's university life finally returned to normal.

  The teacher in charge of the basic writing class was a young man in his thirties, wearing glasses and looking clean and elegant. He had a habit of narrowing his eyes when speaking. His face was extremely ordinary, and as soon as he entered the crowd, he would suddenly disappear from sight, making it impossible to find him. The only special thing about him was that his voice was gentle, like a young master born into a large aristocratic family in ancient times, with a rich cultural heritage.

  However, his silence lasted far longer than his speech. This made Su Yisou feel annoyed. The writing class was a very dull course, at least in her eyes. If the only point that could attract her to listen carefully was hidden, then she really couldn't find any reason to persuade herself to focus on listening.

  The ceiling fans above were diligently spinning in circles, making a rustling sound, occasionally one or two fans would suddenly emit a sharp, hoarse noise, drowning out the teacher's already small voice. Su Yisu was leaning against her chin, twisting her neck and twirling her pen tip listlessly, staring blankly at the teacher's opening and closing mouth on the podium.

  Li Yi, who was sitting next to her, suddenly gave her elbow a strong push, making Su Yisuo jump in fright and almost leap out of her seat. After she glanced around nervously and saw that the teacher hadn't noticed their little movement, she turned back to Li Yi and whispered, "What are you doing?"

  Li Yi seemed to smile but not quite smiled towards the projector screen in the corner, and said: "The teacher asked us to open a blog, I knew you didn't attend class."

  "A blog?" Su Yisu repeated in confusion, following her gaze to the screen, and indeed saw the teacher opening his own blog. She clearly heard the teacher say: "Our Chinese department students should have their own blogs. Everyone go back and open one, you can also follow me, we progress together."

  "Hmm... a person's journey..." Su Yisu muttered to herself as she thought about her teacher's blog name. Now that she was in college, everything was indeed a notch higher. In high school, whenever she wrote something, it would be posted on QQ space, and if she didn't want others to see it, she would put it in her private diary. She never thought about blogging back then. When she stumbled upon someone else's blog while researching, she thought the blogger was amazing. Now, it was her turn to start a blog... but starting a blog was okay, however, interacting with Teacher You was out of the question... what if one day she wanted to rant?

  Watching Li Yi carefully noting down the teacher's blog domain, Su Yisu couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and smile: "Li Yi, you really want to pay attention to the teacher?"

  Li Yi didn't even lift his head and replied indifferently: "I just wanted to make the teacher think I was taking notes seriously."

  "Ugh..." Su Yisuo's face was filled with black lines. In this day and age, can't people's thoughts be inferred from their behavior anymore?

  It was already the end of September, and like Jiang City, Liancheng's weather had become somewhat moody. It was a must for Liancheng to have a big typhoon at the end of September every year. This was what their assistant teacher told them during the welcoming party. At first, Su Yisuo didn't quite believe it. But now, looking out the window at the suddenly darkening sky and the violently swaying treetops, she finally believed it.

  "Bang..." A loose window somewhere was blown shut by the strong wind, making a loud noise. Su Yisuo's mind went blank for a moment, and through the titanium alloy window, he looked outside - a storm was approaching.

  She inexplicably remembered a poem about thunderstorms she learned in high school. Perhaps, there would be another storm waiting for her too?

  For several days, the typhoon weather had made it impossible for them to go out. For safety reasons, school was also suspended. Su Yisu sat gloomily in her dormitory, gazing out through the tightly closed window, where the heavy rain poured down, as if washing away everything on the land.

  At this time, what are you doing? Su Yisu suddenly missed Jiang Fengchen.

  Compared to the typhoon weather in Lian City, Yin City was still sunny at this time, and even a six-hour drive couldn't affect its usual daily routine.

  The afternoon sunlight slanted onto the windowsill. The scorching weather made everyone feel languid, and Jiang Fengchen had just woken up from his nap, stretching lazily. Just then, the door suddenly rang out, "Mr. Jiang, are you home?"

  Jiang Fengchen recognized that it was the landlady's voice, and hastily got up, while hurriedly tidying his clothes, he replied: "I'm here, Aunt Wu, please wait a moment!"

  As the door opened, Jiang Fengchen was taken aback by the apologetic face of their landlady, Mrs. Wu, and asked, "Auntie Wu, is there something you need to see me about?"

  The landlady hesitated for a moment, then silently sighed with a hint of apology: "Child, I know you've been living here for some time and it's not reasonable to ask you to move out suddenly. However, this is my only vacant house, which I usually rent out. But yesterday, my married daughter called me and said she and her husband need to stay in the city for several months... As a mother, how can I let my daughter live in a hotel? It's okay for a short time, but they'll be staying for several months..."

  Before the landlady finished speaking, Jiang Fengchen understood what she meant and hastily said: "Auntie Wu, you don't have to be troubled, I'll move out. However, it's also very difficult to find a house in such a short time, can you give me an extension of a few days?"

  Seeing Jiang Fengchen being so easy to talk to, the landlady also let out a sigh of relief and became more relaxed, smiling and saying: "Alright alright alright, my daughter won't arrive until three days later, you can stay for another three days. I'll return the remaining rent when I get back."

  The landlady walked away with a joyful face, but Jiang Fengchen, who was still standing at the door, looked worried and helpless. He had agreed to move out, but where could he find a suitable house in such a short time?

  He had no choice but to use the most primitive method - flipping through the rental information in the newspaper. However, even after he got dizzy from searching, he still couldn't find a suitable house. Either it was too far or too expensive. In this extravagant city of Yin, finding an affordable rental wasn't easy either. Even now, Ahn Yi-jin, who had lived in Yin since childhood, helped him find one, and despite that, he still put in a lot of effort that day.

  The afternoon time also quickly slipped away. Seeing that the sky was already late, Jiang Fengchen had no choice but to temporarily stop, wash up and prepare to go to the bar.

  He came a bit early today, the bar hadn't officially opened for business yet, and several shop assistants were sitting idly by chatting, looking at Jiang Feng's gloomy face as he walked in, Min Nan couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong with you? You look so worried and upset, who made you angry?"

  "Alas," Jiang Fengchen sighed, "it would be better if someone had provoked me, but unfortunately it's not the case."

  "What's wrong?"

  Jiang Fengchen had no choice but to tell Min Nan about what happened in the afternoon.

  Min Nan listened and suddenly clapped her hands, shouting: "What's the big deal? Yan Jie knows so many people, finding a house is just a matter of minutes!"

  "Min Nan, I just walked in and heard you mention my name. Are you talking about me behind my back?" Min Nan's voice had barely fallen when the sound of An Yiran's voice echoed from the doorway. Everyone turned to look at the entrance of the bar, and who was standing there but An Yiran?

  Min Nan felt a bit embarrassed and dryly laughed, saying: "Ran Jie, how dare I speak ill of you? This is actually praise for you."

  "Oh?" An Yiran raised an eyebrow, gesturing for him to continue.

  Min Nan glanced at Jiang Fengchen beside him and finally told An Yiran about his worries of finding a house.

  An Yiran listened, and suddenly turned his head to look at Jiang Fengchen, saying: "Fengchen, why didn't you tell me about this? As a native of Yin City, I must be more familiar with finding a house than you. Tomorrow morning we'll go, it's definitely going to be easy."

  Min Nan exaggeratedly made a gesture of worship and said: "See, I told you, with Ran Jie making her move, what can't be done?"

  An Yiran couldn't help but raise the bag in her hand and slap it over, "Are you idle? Go to work!"

  "Yes!" Min Nan responded cheerfully, and then quietly gave everyone a signal with his eyes. As a result, everyone suddenly understood and shouted as they went to work, leaving only Jiang Fengchen and An Yiran in the vast space.

  Jiang Fengchen looked at the crowd walking away with some speechlessness, then turned his head to An Yiran and said: "Yiran, thank you."

  Hearing such polite thanks, An Yiran couldn't help but sigh and say: "Fengchen, you're still saying thank you to me until now."

  Jiang Fengchen smiled and said, "I was being polite again, I should have hit him."

  An suddenly felt a surge of excitement and looked at him with interest, "You hit me."

  "Alas, it's true..."

  "Hmph..." An Yiran covered her mouth and chuckled lightly, "Get back to work, little silly melon."

  Jiang Fengchen smiled silently and also walked towards the counter. A new night of indulgence in wealth and lust had begun!

  An Yiran thought of putting her bag in the rest area, walked a few steps and turned back to look at Jiang Fengchen from afar. After thinking for a moment, she took out her phone from her bag and dialed Xiao Yuan's number while walking towards the rest area. Among all the people she knew, if anyone had the most timely information, the widest connections, and controlled the most resources, then it would be Xiao Yuan - no one else dared to claim the top spot!

  "What can I do for you?"

  Xiao Yan quickly picked up the phone. The other end was very quiet, and it seemed like she was in her dormitory. An Yiran briefly mentioned that Jiang Fengchen wanted to find a house, Xiao Yan listened and fell silent for a long time. Just when An Yiran thought she didn't want to help Jiang Fengchen, she suddenly spoke up, with a hint of blame and some playful laughter in her tone, "Yiran, won't you take advantage of such a good opportunity?"