[Entertainment] If you can

In this way, a week passed peacefully, except for going to school in the morning, Han Jingru basically stayed at home.

Until, one Sunday night, Han Jingru, who was lying on the bed in the bedroom and playing with the computer, suddenly felt that her eyes were dark, and her whole body was in darkness. Only the laptop screen was emitting a bright white gleam. She blinked subconsciously before she realized that it was possible It's a power outage.

"...Damn system, is this house the only one that has a power outage?!"

Closing one of the built-in laptops, Han Jingru fumbled for a long time before finding her mobile phone on the bed.

Turning on the screen, Han Jingru glanced at the time.

8:30

--It turned out to be so late.

[System: It's not the host. All the houses on your side are out of power, and a notice was posted this morning.]

"I didn't pay attention at all!...Ah yes, it seems that there is such a thing."

I vaguely remembered that when I went out in the morning, I saw something stuck on the electric pole.

But at that time, I left too quickly and didn't have time to look at it, and I just forgot about it when I came back.

Han Jingru frowned and scratched her hair. She pondered for a while, then decisively took out a coat from the closet and put it on. Then she groped into the study with her mobile phone, picked up the backpack on the desk, and then Go to the door of the living room, put on your shoes and open the door to go out.

[System: Hey hey hey? Why are you going out, host?]

"what?"

Han Jingru walked to the street, looked back at the house next to her own, and it was really pitch black.

Then she walked to the electric pole, reached out and tore off the notice, crumpled it up and threw it into the trash can next to it.

"Of course it's to meet the family members of our target person. It's convenient to make a good impression in the future."

Han Jingru patted the non-existent dust on her hands, looked at the brightly lit house opposite with a smile, and said quite coldly.

[System: Oh oh oh oh oh !! Why is it excited to catch your feet !! 2333]

Han Jingru:  …

Putting the backpack on her back, she quickly walked towards the opposite house, but when she came to the door, she heard faint laughter from inside.

--This voice is... Jun Zhilong?!

Covering her face, Han Jingru couldn't say a word when she heard the little milk voice that gave her goosebumps.

--Aren't the trainees supposed to be very busy? Why is he still at home now?!

[System: Hey?? The target person is also inside ^o^/Quickly knock on the door and enter, host!! Great opportunity!! And the host, did you forget that today is Sunday, trainees can also go home.. .]

--I know, I know.

Trying to ignore the disturbing voice from the system in her head, Han Jingru rang the doorbell, then adjusted her expression.

Soon, the door was opened, and the person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman with a friendly smile.

"Hello, I am the resident who lives across from your house."

With a modest smile on Han Jingru's face, she bowed to the middle-aged woman, straightened her body and said very...politely.

"Ah, hello, so you are the resident who moved here a few months ago, are you still used to living here?"

The middle-aged woman asked kindly, she had a good impression of the girl in front of her.

"Well, I'm used to it, thank you for your concern. Auntie, I want to ask, is there a power outage today? I just knocked on the doors of several houses, but no one answered me..."

Han Jingru smiled awkwardly, tucked her hair behind her ears with some anxiety, and pointed to the house behind her.

"It seems to be... Zhilong! Did you see the power outage notice when you came back today?"

The middle-aged woman thought for a while, and said with some uncertainty, she turned around and yelled in a certain direction.

"mo? That's right, but the power outage is the house opposite, oma why do you ask this?"

Quan Zhilong, who was talking to his sister in the restaurant, heard his mother's question, answered with some doubts, then stuffed kimchi into his mouth, put down his chopsticks and walked over.

"...Axi, you can't be so unlucky, you have to draw the design draft..."

Han Jingru heard someone's approaching footsteps, rolled her eyes, and muttered annoyedly.

Although it was a whisper, it was still able to be heard by Quan's mother.

"Auntie, is there a coffee shop nearby..."

"Mo?! Is that you?!!"

When Juvenile Quan came to the door and saw the slender figure, he widened his eyes and cried out in disbelief, and the pickles in his mouth even sprayed out.

Expressionlessly wiped the dregs of kimchi on his face, Han Jingru's entire face was blackened.

[System:... Would it be better for me not to speak at this time?]

Han Jingru [blackened]: Shut up, mouth up.

[system:qaq]

After washing her face and changing her sister's clothes, Han Jingru sat stiffly on the sofa in the Quan's living room.

Sitting on her right is Quan Zhilong who is also stiff.

"Hey? Jingru, you're a student at Kyung Hee University? That's amazing--!"

Kwon Da Mi sitting on the left of Han Jingru, Quan Zhilong's older sister warmly embraced Han Jingru's arm, talking to her about this and that.

Han Jingru: From Jingru xi to Jingru...From clothing to painting to university to Quan Zhilong...I always feel that something is not right...

[System: This is a good start... right?]

"Where are your parents? I don't seem to have seen them." This is Mama Quan who cut up the fruit and placed the fruit plate on the coffee table.

"...They are abroad all year round, and I am the only one living in Korea."

Han Jingru was stunned for a moment, trying hard to hide her lonely expression.

Seeing this, Quan's mother felt sorry for the girl in front of her, so she directly changed the subject and asked about her studies.

Han Jingru: What a good way! It didn’t take long for my family profile to be dug out by Quan’s mother!!

[system:......]

Han Jingru, who was dealing with Kwon Dami and Kwon's mother, didn't notice that Jeon Jiyong next to her glanced at her.

After chatting for a while, Han Jingru glanced at the wall clock in the living room. It was past nine o'clock, so I better get out of here. I really didn't expect Quan Zhilong's family to be so enthusiastic...

Although Quan Zhilong didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

"Ah, that, Sister Damei, Aunt Quan, it's getting late now, I still have to draw a design draft, so don't bother..." Han Jingru stood up, ready to leave this cheating place.

"Jingru, you still need to draw design drafts? But isn't your home power outage?"

Quan Damei also stood up, took Han Jingru's hand, and asked with concern.

"...Um, I can go to a nearby cafe..."

"Go to my room and finish painting before leaving."

Before Han Jingru finished speaking, she was interrupted by Quan Zhilong who had been silent all along.

Han Jingru was really frightened this time, she turned her head in surprise to look at Quan Zhilong who stood up with a cool expression on his face.

It's a pity that people didn't even look at her, so they turned around and went upstairs.

Quan's mother and Quan Damei were also taken aback for a moment, but then they had a look of 'we understand' and asked Han Jingru to follow Quan Zhilong upstairs.

Han Jingru: Damn what do you know?!

[System: oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!! Hurry up and brush up your trust, host!!]

In desperation, unable to evade the kindness of Quan's family, Han Jingru followed Quan Zhilong upstairs.

Quan Zhilong's room was unexpectedly clean, with posters of Michael Jackson on the wall, sheet music and books piled up in a mess on the desk, a laptop and earphones on the single bed, and a guitar in the corner.

"You can draw here, I won't bother you. Also...oma and nuna are a little enthusiastic, but there is no malice."

Quan Zhilong tidied up the desk, put the music score, pen and a small book on the bed, said to her lightly, then put on the earphones and sat cross-legged on the bed, writing and drawing on the small book.

"......thanks."

Han Jingru, who stayed in place for a long time, spit out these words, sat in front of the desk depressed, took out a sketchbook and a few design drafts that needed to be revised from her backpack, and began to paint.

[System: ...why do I feel so tired?]

Han Jingru:......Haha.