Being the son of a businessman isn't easy, and Ji Nan knows that to well. So when he was forced to move he made sure to not let anyone know about his fathers income. He even made sure not to let anyone get to know him, but when he is tasked with tut...
Ουπς! Αυτή η εικόνα δεν ακολουθεί τους κανόνες περιεχομένου. Για να συνεχίσεις με την δημοσίευση, παρακαλώ αφαίρεσε την ή ανέβασε διαφορετική εικόνα.
The next morning I woke up with a sore back and feeling more tired than I did yesterday. Sleeping on the couch was a bad idea, and now I know I was correct. I rubbed the back of my neck and sighed.
The living room was dim. Only certain parts of it were fully lit. It must be past morning. I got up off the couch and stretched. Some of my bones popped, but it still didn't help with the hard pain that was coming from my back.
I grabbed the quilt from the couch and put it back in the closet. When I walked back I looked at the pillow and raised my eyebrows. I checked my watch and it was almost noon. He couldn't possibly still be asleep.
I grabbed it and made my way to my room. To my surprise, when I entered it was empty. My bed looked as if it hadn't even been slept in. I walked over to the bedside table to see a note. I picked it up and read it.
Sorry, I had to leave early. Thanks for letting me stay over.
I read it slowly and I was about to throw it away until I noticed some numbers on the back. I turned it over and studied it, and from how many digits there were; it had to be a phone number. Did he leave this here for me to find?
I walked back into the living room and picked up my phone and dialed the number. It rung for a minute before someone picked up.
"Hello."
"It's Ji Nan. I was just seeing if this was your number."
"Oh, you could've just texted me."
"uh, I guess I could've. I'll text you next time."
He ended the call without saying anything. I coded his number into my phone and yawned. I looked around my apartment and sighed. I would have to do chores today. Not only did I barely have any clothes clean, but I also didn't have any food either. I would have to do laundry, clean the kitchen, bathroom, and living room. I would also have to go shopping. By the end of all that I would be exhausted. Although I didn't want to do it, I knew I had to. Otherwise, it wouldn't get done.
I walked into my bedroom and grabbed my dirty clothes basket. It was beyond over full. If my father was here, I would've already been yelled at about it. I usually keep this place very clean, but because of the tutoring sessions, I didn't have any time to clean. I came straight home and took a shower and went to bed.
Speaking of showering, where did Ba Wei put his clothes? I looked down at the basket in my hand and narrowed my eyes. If he put them in here, they would be on top. If he had taken the clothes off I gave him and put back on his; then those clothes would be on top. Did he take them with him? He had to because there was no way that they were in the basket I was holding.
I walked to my utility room and put the clothes in the washer. I set them on the longest cycle and grabbed the broom on my way out. I began cleaning the living room. First sweeping, then mopping, then I straightened the furniture.
