It might be because Lin Jin has a natural talent for dance, or perhaps his proficiency in yoga really did help with dancing. Lin Jin gradually got engrossed in the dance machine game. Watching the little figure on the screen move, he learned to imitate its dance moves. Slowly, Lin Jin began to master the basics of the game.
At least he could dance to the songs that were three stars or less in difficulty, mimicking the little figure on the screen as it twisted its body, stretched its arms, and continuously stepped on the arrows, trying to get a higher score. Once he got absorbed, Lin Jin ignored the increasing number of spectators gathering around him and also failed to notice Wen Xuan and Wu Min, who might have been drawn over by the crowd.
One song followed another, and Lin Jin felt sweat on his forehead and a slight soreness in his calves, but he found it incredibly exhilarating.
"Phew... It's been a long time since I've exercised like this." After getting into it, Lin Jin's body movements became much larger. So, after just three songs, he felt his body couldn't take it anymore. He temporarily stopped dancing and leaned against the railing behind him.
Then, casually glancing around, Lin Jin realized that, unbeknownst to him, a crowd of over thirty people had gathered.
His face instantly flushed red, but fortunately, the dim lighting prevented anyone from noticing his embarrassment.
"Lin Jin! Not continuing?" Wen Xuan, unexpectedly, was also standing in the crowd. He and Wu Min, one tall and one short, stood together, quite eye-catching.
"No more." Lin Jin tried his best to keep a straight face, hoping that Wen Xuan wouldn't notice his embarrassment. Then, taking his jacket, he stepped down from the dance machine and approached them, "Shall we go to the cinema upstairs?"
"It's about time." Wen Xuan glanced at the time and asked Lin Jin with a laugh, "How come I never knew you could play this? You dance quite well."
"Just learning as I go." Lin Jin kept a cold face, maintaining a stiff expression.
Lin Chen came over from the sofa and stood behind Lin Jin like a bodyguard, without saying a word.
"Little bro, let's go watch a movie." Lin Jin turned his head to look at Lin Chen, who was also keeping a cold face like hers, and habitually grabbed his hand. "Smile more, don't always keep such a straight face, it looks terrible."
"Aren't you doing the same right now?" Wu Min followed behind Lin Jin and Lin Chen, teasing them, "Look at the two of you holding hands, you look like a couple."
"I call this familial love with my brother, okay?" Lin Jin rolled his eyes.
Although he hadn't seen Lin Chen for several years, and even though his appearance and physique had undergone dramatic changes, Lin Jin still felt a sense of closeness to his younger brother.
There was none of the awkwardness he had worried about last night, the fear that they might feel estranged after not seeing each other for so long. In Lin Jin's view, his relationship with his younger brother was still pretty good.
"Little bro, what time is your train tomorrow?" As they got on the elevator to the cinema, Lin Jin, feeling uncomfortable with the crowded space, pulled Lin Chen to a corner of the elevator and positioned him in front to block other people. Then he continued, "I'll send you there tomorrow, it's not far anyway."
"My train is at three in the afternoon. I should be home by seven." Lin Chen dutifully shielded Lin Jin's petite figure, making sure no one else could get too close to him. "Should be okay to send me there?"
"Three o'clock? Then why don't you come over and hang out tomorrow?"
Lin Jin suddenly realized that Lin Chen seemed to have stopped calling him "brother" and even spoke less. But looking at his own attire, Lin Jin understood the reason. If someone on the street suddenly called a girl "brother" it would probably give the people nearby quite a shock, wouldn't it?
The elevator doors opened, and everyone surged out. While Wen Xuan went to get the tickets, Lin Jin found a seat and sat down with his phone. As for his bag of clothes, it was now in Lin Chen's hands.
Lin Jin wasn't sure if his dance earlier had contributed to his mission progress.
Opening his phone, he found that the black cat seemed to be waiting for him. As soon as he unlocked his screen, the big face of the black cat appeared.
"Hey!" The black cat waved its paw in greeting to Lin Jin.
Ignoring it, Lin Jin opened his mission list to check the progress of his temporary mission. To his surprise, he already had a progress of 7.
However, the content of another task, the weekly task that required him to flirt with girls, had already been marked with a failed icon. Perhaps the cat had deemed the task a failure, thinking it impossible for Lin Jin to complete it in the remaining time of the last day.
But it still felt annoying.
Lin Jin looked up and glanced at Lin Chen beside him, noticing he was also sitting on a chair, head lowered, seemingly engrossed in a novel on his old-fashioned bar phone, and not paying attention to Lin Jin's actions.
Lin Jin, relieved that no one would peek at his phone, typed a question to the black cat: "Since the weekly task has already failed, when will the punishment be implemented?"
The punishment for this task was: Choose a roommate to clap clap clap…
"Of course, tonight!" The black cat grinned at Lin Jin, showing a mouth full of white teeth. "Who among your roommates do you want to choose as your bed partner tonight?"
What the f*ck?!
Lin Jin's eyes widened in horror. Could this black cat really be serious about such a thing?
No, wait. Although the black cat indeed seemed capable of anything, and all the previous task punishments had indeed been implemented on Lin Jin, this kind of punishment... involving clap clap clap... seemed out of place. This novel isn't a porno, so why clap clap clap?
"You're not choosing? Then I'll help you!" The black cat somehow produced a small spinning wheel from a corner, divided into three parts, each with a cartoon character's head on it. "Here we go!"
The three cartoon heads were clearly recognizable as Wen Xuan, Wu Min, and Lin Chen... but why was Lin Chen included in this?
"He's not my roommate! He's my brother!"
The wheel spun slowly, and after about ten seconds, it stopped, with the pointer on Wu Min's cartoon head.
"OK! Your bed partner for tonight is Wu Min!" The black cat grinned at Lin Jin. Before Lin Jin could explode in anger, the cat, as if suddenly spotting something, scampered off the screen like a dog chasing its tail.
And so, Lin Jin lost sight of the culprit behind this predicament.
"Sis, what's wrong?" Lin Chen noticed Lin Jin's dark expression and moved closer, concerned. "Are you feeling unwell all of a sudden?"
"No." Lin Jin clenched his fists tightly, glaring at his phone through gritted teeth.
It clearly didn't look like 'nothing'.
Lin Chen looked worriedly at Lin Jin's trembling body. It seemed as if he was either enduring some immense pain or suppressing great anger.
"What's wrong with Lin Jin?" Wu Min, carrying two buckets of popcorn, came up to Lin Jin and immediately noticed his intense anger. Not wanting to provoke him further, he handed the popcorn to Lin Chen and cautiously stepped back. "I'll go get some cola."
Suddenly, Lin Jin looked up, his gaze at Wu Min resembling that of someone looking at their archenemy.
"What did I do?" Wu Min touched his face, wondering if there was a bug or something on it that had displeased Lin Jin.
It might be because Lin Jin has a natural talent for dance, or perhaps his proficiency in yoga really did help with dancing. Lin Jin gradually got engrossed in the dance machine game. Watching the little figure on the screen move, he learned to imitate its dance moves. Slowly, Lin Jin began to master the basics of the game.
At least he could dance to the songs that were three stars or less in difficulty, mimicking the little figure on the screen as it twisted its body, stretched its arms, and continuously stepped on the arrows, trying to get a higher score. Once he got absorbed, Lin Jin ignored the increasing number of spectators gathering around him and also failed to notice Wen Xuan and Wu Min, who might have been drawn over by the crowd.
One song followed another, and Lin Jin felt sweat on his forehead and a slight soreness in his calves, but he found it incredibly exhilarating.
"Phew... It's been a long time since I've exercised like this." After getting into it, Lin Jin's body movements became much larger. So, after just three songs, he felt his body couldn't take it anymore. He temporarily stopped dancing and leaned against the railing behind him.
Then, casually glancing around, Lin Jin realized that, unbeknownst to him, a crowd of over thirty people had gathered.
His face instantly flushed red, but fortunately, the dim lighting prevented anyone from noticing his embarrassment.
"Lin Jin! Not continuing?" Wen Xuan, unexpectedly, was also standing in the crowd. He and Wu Min, one tall and one short, stood together, quite eye-catching.
"No more." Lin Jin tried his best to keep a straight face, hoping that Wen Xuan wouldn't notice his embarrassment. Then, taking his jacket, he stepped down from the dance machine and approached them, "Shall we go to the cinema upstairs?"
"It's about time." Wen Xuan glanced at the time and asked Lin Jin with a laugh, "How come I never knew you could play this? You dance quite well."
"Just learning as I go." Lin Jin kept a cold face, maintaining a stiff expression.
Lin Chen came over from the sofa and stood behind Lin Jin like a bodyguard, without saying a word.
"Little bro, let's go watch a movie." Lin Jin turned his head to look at Lin Chen, who was also keeping a cold face like hers, and habitually grabbed his hand. "Smile more, don't always keep such a straight face, it looks terrible."
"Aren't you doing the same right now?" Wu Min followed behind Lin Jin and Lin Chen, teasing them, "Look at the two of you holding hands, you look like a couple."
"I call this familial love with my brother, okay?" Lin Jin rolled his eyes.
Although he hadn't seen Lin Chen for several years, and even though his appearance and physique had undergone dramatic changes, Lin Jin still felt a sense of closeness to his younger brother.
There was none of the awkwardness he had worried about last night, the fear that they might feel estranged after not seeing each other for so long. In Lin Jin's view, his relationship with his younger brother was still pretty good.
"Little bro, what time is your train tomorrow?" As they got on the elevator to the cinema, Lin Jin, feeling uncomfortable with the crowded space, pulled Lin Chen to a corner of the elevator and positioned him in front to block other people. Then he continued, "I'll send you there tomorrow, it's not far anyway."
"My train is at three in the afternoon. I should be home by seven." Lin Chen dutifully shielded Lin Jin's petite figure, making sure no one else could get too close to him. "Should be okay to send me there?"
"Three o'clock? Then why don't you come over and hang out tomorrow?"
Lin Jin suddenly realized that Lin Chen seemed to have stopped calling him "brother" and even spoke less. But looking at his own attire, Lin Jin understood the reason. If someone on the street suddenly called a girl "brother" it would probably give the people nearby quite a shock, wouldn't it?
The elevator doors opened, and everyone surged out. While Wen Xuan went to get the tickets, Lin Jin found a seat and sat down with his phone. As for his bag of clothes, it was now in Lin Chen's hands.
Lin Jin wasn't sure if his dance earlier had contributed to his mission progress.
Opening his phone, he found that the black cat seemed to be waiting for him. As soon as he unlocked his screen, the big face of the black cat appeared.
"Hey!" The black cat waved its paw in greeting to Lin Jin.
Ignoring it, Lin Jin opened his mission list to check the progress of his temporary mission. To his surprise, he already had a progress of 7.
However, the content of another task, the weekly task that required him to flirt with girls, had already been marked with a failed icon. Perhaps the cat had deemed the task a failure, thinking it impossible for Lin Jin to complete it in the remaining time of the last day.
But it still felt annoying.
Lin Jin looked up and glanced at Lin Chen beside him, noticing he was also sitting on a chair, head lowered, seemingly engrossed in a novel on his old-fashioned bar phone, and not paying attention to Lin Jin's actions.
Lin Jin, relieved that no one would peek at his phone, typed a question to the black cat: "Since the weekly task has already failed, when will the punishment be implemented?"
The punishment for this task was: Choose a roommate to clap clap clap…
"Of course, tonight!" The black cat grinned at Lin Jin, showing a mouth full of white teeth. "Who among your roommates do you want to choose as your bed partner tonight?"
What the f*ck?!
Lin Jin's eyes widened in horror. Could this black cat really be serious about such a thing?
No, wait. Although the black cat indeed seemed capable of anything, and all the previous task punishments had indeed been implemented on Lin Jin, this kind of punishment... involving clap clap clap... seemed out of place. This novel isn't a porno, so why clap clap clap?
"You're not choosing? Then I'll help you!" The black cat somehow produced a small spinning wheel from a corner, divided into three parts, each with a cartoon character's head on it. "Here we go!"
The three cartoon heads were clearly recognizable as Wen Xuan, Wu Min, and Lin Chen... but why was Lin Chen included in this?
"He's not my roommate! He's my brother!"
The wheel spun slowly, and after about ten seconds, it stopped, with the pointer on Wu Min's cartoon head.
"OK! Your bed partner for tonight is Wu Min!" The black cat grinned at Lin Jin. Before Lin Jin could explode in anger, the cat, as if suddenly spotting something, scampered off the screen like a dog chasing its tail.
And so, Lin Jin lost sight of the culprit behind this predicament.
"Sis, what's wrong?" Lin Chen noticed Lin Jin's dark expression and moved closer, concerned. "Are you feeling unwell all of a sudden?"
"No." Lin Jin clenched his fists tightly, glaring at his phone through gritted teeth.
It clearly didn't look like 'nothing'.
Lin Chen looked worriedly at Lin Jin's trembling body. It seemed as if he was either enduring some immense pain or suppressing great anger.
"What's wrong with Lin Jin?" Wu Min, carrying two buckets of popcorn, came up to Lin Jin and immediately noticed his intense anger. Not wanting to provoke him further, he handed the popcorn to Lin Chen and cautiously stepped back. "I'll go get some cola."
Suddenly, Lin Jin looked up, his gaze at Wu Min resembling that of someone looking at their archenemy.
"What did I do?" Wu Min touched his face, wondering if there was a bug or something on it that had displeased Lin Jin.
