Chapter 76

The quality of apartments in the Hongji Building is positively correlated with the height of the floors. The entire building has 40 floors, and Bai Jin’s home is on the 29th floor.

The 20th and 35th floors are two dividing lines. If the 16th floor, where Song Ning’s love nest is located, is the economical type in this building, then Bai Jin’s home is the petite luxury type.

Her apartment was more than twice the size of Song Ning’s, and although it was also a duplex, the layout was different.

As soon as Song Ning entered, she noticed that although the first floor of the apartment was clearly divided into several areas, there were almost no partitions or obstructions. The entire space was completely visible, with a large bed, sofa, bathroom, clothes rack, and so on. There was no enclosed space or blind spot in the entire room.

Bai Jin was slightly reserved, and answered her own question:

“Does it look a bit messy? I hardly ever have anyone here, and I rarely tidy it up…”

The room was actually very clean and tidy; the girl was probably referring to the strange layout. Her explanation was insincere, but Song Ning noticed something amiss.

This layout, specially designed with no blind spots, is aimed at people who are extremely insecure and afraid of enclosed spaces.

Any corner or enclosed space that is out of sight will make such a person feel dangerous and extremely uneasy.

Bai Jin is very likely a girl who is extremely insecure. If that’s the case, then the shock she experienced today was definitely much greater than what Song Ning saw.

The clearly isolated room on the second floor must be of great importance to Bai Jin. It is the only unique space in the entire room where she can be free from fear and even feel brave.

Song Ning understood but didn’t say it aloud, only saying:

“Then I am honored to be a guest here!”

Bai Jin blushed and pointed to the washing machine not far away, saying:

“Aren’t you in a hurry to see your friends? Then hurry up and take off your shirt so I can wash it for you…”

Song Ning was hardly the type to mind exposing his body in front of a girl, especially not just his upper body. He immediately took off his shirt and handed it to Bai Jin, smiling brightly as he said:

“Thank you for your help!”

The girl’s eyes were fixed on Song Ning’s abs. Although the eight-pack wasn’t particularly exaggerated, it was clearly visible, and the two V-lines on the left and right sides were tucked into his waistband. This gave her an impulse to take off Song Ning’s pants under the pretext of “let’s just wash them too.”

Bai Jin took the clothes from Song Ning’s hand, showing no embarrassment at having been stunned by Song Ning’s abs earlier, and exclaimed in admiration:

“I got it wet, so it’s only right that I wash it! I just didn’t expect you to have such a great figure; you make me feel really safe!”

Although Zhao Yi also liked his abs, what her girlfriend cared about was the powerful impact when Song Ning had sex with her. But Bai Jin was different. She just looked at him and her eyes revealed a strong sense of admiration and infatuation, perhaps because Song Ning had saved her.

“It’s not that great. I’ve seen a lot of fitness gurus at the gym, their abs are absolutely amazing! I’m still a long way from that…”

Song Ning has never been to a gym; his abs are all from training cards. He’s just seen a lot of muscular men’s photos on Twitter.

It’s not that he’s sexually interested in this type of person, but rather that some female bloggers like this kind of thing and often tweet that they want to see abs.

Every time a tweet like this is posted, accompanied by a sexually suggestive and alluring photo of a female blogger, it’s nothing short of a “concubine” selection event, with a ton of photos of abs following the tweet. As for what other stories might unfold afterward…

Sometimes you’ll see female bloggers uploading selfies of themselves lying on their muscular abs, and sometimes you’ll see fitness enthusiasts uploading videos of female bloggers kneeling and panting beneath them with their butts sticking out.

Of course, more often than not, it’s just online images and deception.

Song Ning’s modesty did not elicit a response from Bai Jin. He looked at the girl in front of the washing machine, who was trembling uncontrollably with her back to him.

Was it the operation of the washing machine that made her hands tremble so much as she supported herself on it?

No, a washing machine that looks high-end runs silently, how could it possibly vibrate so violently?

Thinking about what Bai Jin had gone through today, how come such an insecure girl only cried for a short while?

She had only managed to suppress her breakdown because she was on the street. Now that she was back home and let her guard down, memories began to haunt her, and fear began to creep in.

Bai Jin felt a chill run through her body, her body tensing and trembling uncontrollably as she tried to squeeze out more heat to make herself feel warmer.

“Snap!”

A splash of water rose from the washing machine’s panel, splitting into tiny droplets that landed on her hands. The droplets carried a fleeting warmth, the warmth that had been carried away from her body as they flowed from her eyes.

As the water splashed, she recalled not only what had happened today, but also a flood of past pains. Just as she was about to break down in tears, a pair of arms embraced her from behind.

It felt like I was back on that shared bike, in that warm and comforting embrace.