"After hesitant deliberation, Song Jian finally sighed, reluctantly putting away his phone. For a person who suffers from decision-making difficulties, he would often procrastinate until the very last moment when a decision was absolutely unavoidable.
Today was Sunday, and he did not have to go to work. After getting out of bed and freshening up, he planned to leave, clutching a gold bracelet. The only left in his wallet were a few tens of yuan, while his bank card account only had triple digits. His first task after stepping out was to find a pawn shop where he could sell the bracelet to procure some cash.
Just as he locked his rental room's door, Song Jian heard the "click-clack" noise of high heels tapping on the staircase. Turning around, he saw his landlady, Ge Xiaojia.
She was a woman in her early thirties and extraordinarily pretty. Sometimes, the word pretty didn't quite suffice. She was, in fact, breathtakingly delicate.
