Film and TV: Gu Jia Gets Pushed to the Brink After Drinking

That night at the bar, Gu Jia grabbed my collar and said, "Don't ask who I am."

The panting on the sofa hadn't even faded before she ran away.

The System showed: Affection -30. She didn't even take her high heels.

The next day in the elevator, she squeezed past me with her head down, bare-faced and dressed in loungewear, smelling of gardenias mixed with whiskey.

It turned out she lived right next door, in 1601.

Her silk pajamas hung out to dry on the balcony, and the low wall couldn't keep our late-night conversations apart.

I cleaned her high heels and set them on the shoe cabinet, leaving an unsigned sticky note.

She sent her son over to return them. "Thanks, big brother."

My neighbor, a married woman just one wall away, and my pursuit of her starting at -30.

When Xu Huanshan was away on a business trip, she knocked on my door with a bowl of tremella soup...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.