After work, Long Jie went home and noticed the presence of a familiar figure. It felt strange. He had never been accustomed to someone being at home before him.
Silence typically welcomed him. When he moved back to the country a few years ago, he lived on his own.
Long Jie strolled down the hall, listening to light music. Around the threshold, he saw Song Luli wearing a short apron over her casual clothing with her hair tied up in a small ponytail. Something about the sight stirred something inside him, but he couldn't have said what.
Song Luli was swaying slightly with the music, and when she saw him, she jumped, startled. She held a hand over her pounding chest, her cheeks flushing. You scared me!" she said.
Long Jie tried to hold back a laugh, but he couldn't help but chuckle. "You do scare easily," he commented. Song Luli glanced away with puffed cheeks, embarrassed.
