classifiedscript Chapter 187 You mean you think I'm too weak?
Chapter 187 You mean you think I'm too weak?
Chapter 187 You mean you think I'm too weak?
He looked at the car from left to right, occasionally brushing away the dust from certain parts of the body. The sleek and stylish design of the car body made him click his tongue in admiration.
Sister Ru, who had walked to the side, was puzzled by Yu Huan's actions and asked in confusion, "What's so interesting about motorcycles?"
“Sister Ru, you don’t understand,” Yu Huan shook his head, then shouted, “Wife!”
The shout echoed through the garage, like a sound reverberating in an empty valley.
Upon being summoned, Lin Yourong immediately rushed in through the door and stopped beside Yu Huan.
"Why did you call me?"
Her voice was light and cheerful.
At present, all my little tempers are enough to disappear in front of a loving "wife".
Yu Huan raised her hand and stroked her chin, asking, "Your dad used to ride motorcycles?"
"No." Lin Yourong paused, then explained, "This was a gift my mom gave me when I graduated from high school, but motorcycles are banned now, so I can't ride them anymore!"
Upon hearing that the car belonged to Lin Yourong, Yu Huan exclaimed again, "Wow! It's so cool, honey! What's the engine displacement of this car?"
Lin Yourong put her hands on her hips, raised her chin slightly, and said as if reciting a familiar story: "250cc, which is considered a small to medium displacement in motorcycles, but this one is the second generation Honda Forza, which was very popular back then!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Huan was both confused and impressed...
He dusted off his hands and joked with a smile, "When I see you driving, you're so cautious, I never imagined you were a motorcycle goddess!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yourong gently nudged Yu Huan and said with a hint of reproach, "There's a reason for this... Alright, stop talking, let's hurry up and move our things!"
"O."
Yu Huan responded.
She seemed unwilling to discuss this topic.
Although Yu Huan was very curious, she didn't delve into the matter for the time being. She would just find an opportunity to ask her about it later.
There were indeed many things to do in the afternoon, and he hadn't finished tidying up his things yet.
After Yu Huan unloaded the suitcase and closed the trunk, she saw Lin Yourong lift the 32-inch suitcase off the back door.
Just like when she arrived, she carried her suitcase onto the back seat with complete ease.
He couldn't help but fall into deep thought.
When I was with Lin Yourong, I always had the feeling that she was too weak to lift a water bottle as a girl and needed to be pampered.
The suitcase, packed full, probably weighed around 50 pounds. Only when she placed it steadily on the ground did I realize how far off my imagination had been.
"Should we bring the fruit up?" Sister Ru asked from the passenger side door.
Lin Yourong looked up at Sister Ru and replied, "Just leave it in the car, we're leaving soon."
Sister Ru nodded: "Oh."
"Wife, let me do it!"
Yu Huan, pulling her small suitcase, stepped forward, wanting to exchange with her.
Lin Yourong, however, grabbed the lever and turned to leave, saying, "Sister Ru and I will carry it upstairs together. Your foot isn't healed yet!"
Yu Huan quickly said, "I feel like I've almost fully recovered now, it's okay."
"That won't do either. You need to take good care of yourself!"
She cares about people so much, so we have to reciprocate.
Yu Huan smiled sweetly, "My wife is so good~"
Lin Yourong wore sunglasses and a mask, completely concealing her expression, but her steps immediately became much lighter.
Yu Huan, who was at the back, paused at the door, slowly pulled down the roller shutter, and then followed them into the building.
Sister Ru was in front, backing up the stairs, her hand tightly gripping the handle of her suitcase.
Lin Yourong supported the tilted suitcase below, and although most of the weight was on her side, her steps remained brisk.
The design of one elevator serving two households makes the stairwell relatively spacious.
The walls were kept quite clean, unlike the rental apartments which were covered in graffiti and filth. However, since the community only restricted vehicle access but not personnel access, many small advertisements that were difficult to remove were also posted on the door.
Yu Huan, carrying a small suitcase, followed behind the two strong women and soon arrived at the third floor.
Lin Yourong faced the door of room 301, pulled her mask down below her mouth, revealing a slightly flushed face, and was a little out of breath.
He took a bunch of keys out of his hoodie pocket and handed them to Yu Huan, who came up behind him, indicating that he should open the door.
"Oh dear, carrying things up the stairs is exhausting!" Sister Ru sighed, hands on her hips.
Yu Huan put down her suitcase and took the key.
Because of the height difference between the two, he took the opportunity to kiss Lin Yourong's smooth forehead.
The warm, damp touch made him realize that fine beads of sweat had begun to appear on her forehead.
Carrying heavy objects upstairs is obviously not as difficult as walking on flat ground.
Yu Huan turned to open the door, while giving her a thumbs up: "You've worked hard, wife."
Lin Yourong stood behind him, watching him open the door. Although she remained silent, a slight smile couldn't help but bloom on her peach-blossom face.
Seeing this, Sister Ru jokingly pointed to her forehead and said, "Susu, I'm so tired too, can you give me a kiss?"
Lin Yourong chuckled upon hearing this, completely ignoring her.
She turned around, pushed her suitcase, and followed Yu Huan into the room. Sister Ru sighed helplessly.
This fake best friend relationship!
Only after she stepped across the threshold did Yu Huan, who was waiting to the side, gently close the door.
Having a female celebrity in the family makes privacy a top priority.
After closing the door, Yu Huan turned her head slightly and looked around.
This is a living room of about 20 square meters.
A marble dining table sits in the corner, seamlessly blending the living room and dining area. Having just come from over there, this place suddenly seems a bit small and cramped.
Because the living room has no windows or balcony, it doesn't feel very bright even on a sunny afternoon.
The layout is indeed poor; if you don't open the door, the lighting comes almost entirely from the window on the kitchen side.
At this moment, Lin Yourong walked over and opened the window for ventilation.
Limited sunlight streamed into the living room through the kitchen's glass sliding doors, casting dappled patterns on the floor.
Furniture, sofas, and color TVs are all available.
There was a single-door refrigerator in the corner, and a 30-inch LCD TV on the TV cabinet.
As soon as Sister Ru entered the room, she sank into the soft fabric sofa, stared at the ceiling, and sighed deeply.
"Comfortable--"
Lin Yourong turned around from the kitchen, looked away from Sister Ru, pushed her sunglasses up to her head, and turned to Yu Huan with a happy expression, saying, "This is our little home from now on!"
This girl said something that could actually be very touching.
Does she know she's good at flirting with guys?
Yu Huan felt a sweet warmth in her heart and nodded with a smile, replying, "Let me check the room!"
Lin Yourong couldn't wait to walk ahead of Yu Huan and took on the role of the guide.
She turned the handle, pushed open the nearest door, and stepped inside with Yu Huan, one after the other.
The guide explained, "This is the guest room, and it used to be used to store miscellaneous items."
Yu Huan looked around and said, "This room isn't much smaller than the living room."
The guest bedroom has much better natural light than the living room; it's bright, clean, and bathed in sunlight.
In the far corner was a bed, and near the door were several chairs, the paint of which clearly matched the marble dining table.
A small long table was placed horizontally next to the bed, with various odds and ends scattered on it.
Yu Huan glanced at it and saw that it mainly consisted of some rackets and badminton shuttlecocks, deflated volleyballs, and a helmet.
Lin Yourong appeared very relaxed upon returning to her old haunts.
With her hands on her hips and a smile on her face, she said, "That's the characteristic of old houses. Although there's not much shared area, the layout is indeed a bit unsatisfactory. Look, the living room and the three bedrooms are about the same size."
Yu Huan didn't dwell on whether it was a good place or not; it was so much better than the old, run-down apartment he rented.
He casually pointed to the motorcycle helmet on the table and asked her with a smile, "You said before that there was a reason, what was the reason?"
"Well……"
Lin Yourong's smile faded slightly. She put her hands behind her back and slowly said:
"It's a long story, but it's really nothing. I was riding my motorcycle once, not very fast, and when I passed an old lady, she suddenly fell over... She was probably startled by the noise. I immediately stopped, called 120, and took her to the hospital. The old lady was quite grateful to me at first, but when her two daughters arrived, things changed... She made a scene at the hospital for half a month, and all sorts of ailments started to appear..."
"what?"
Is this how Lin Yourong, a young girl of seventeen or eighteen, was bullied?
Yu Huanguang was already getting angry after hearing her description.
If I were reborn in that time, I would definitely avenge her being extorted!
cough cough.
"...My parents were worried about the negative impact, so they had no choice but to accept the loss. Although they didn't end up paying much money, they did cover the hospital bills. From then on, I paid extra attention to road conditions..."
Lin Yourong raised her chin slightly, a look of pride on her face, and continued:
"That's a good thing! You learn from your mistakes. Since I got my driver's license, I've never had a minor accident while driving!"
After a few words.
Yu Huan immediately decided that she would never bring up her driving skills again.
He gave her a thumbs up and exclaimed, "Never scratched it? Amazing!"
Judging from the garage on the first floor and the items in this room, we can glimpse some of Lin Yourong's past hobbies.
Badminton, volleyball, mountain biking, and motorcycling—he's quite the athlete.
Most importantly, aside from the fact that she only started playing the guitar in college, she can also play the piano and sing.
This person is simply multi-talented, excelling in both academics and martial arts!
In contrast, Yu Huan was obsessed with studying, and ended up attending a university that wasn't as prestigious as hers. She felt like she had wasted her life.
Yu Huan stepped forward and picked up a badminton racket. The items on the table had only been roughly wiped clean; the net cables were still visibly dusty.
He glanced at the racket briefly, then turned to Lin Yourong and said, "I'll play badminton with you next time I have time."
"You?" Lin Yourong glanced at him sideways and shook her head: "It's not like I haven't seen you play ball with your uncle before."
Yu Huan deliberately put on a stern face: "You mean you think I'm too weak?"
"You are a bit weak," Lin Yourong smiled, "but you're just right to keep me company."
(End of this chapter)