The moving company's truck had just left, and there were still a few cardboard boxes piled in Wen Nian's room that had not had time to be unpacked. Her mother poked her head in, holding a plate of cut watermelon in her hand, "Niannian, take a rest and eat some fruit. Later, mom will go say hello to the new neighbor and send some fruit over."
Wen Nian responded, raised his head from the pile of books, and took the watermelon. The new home is a small single-family building in the old city, with a small yard and is much more spacious than the previous apartment. What she likes most is the large floor-to-ceiling window in her room, which faces the neighbor's yard next door.
The place next door was also quiet and didn't look like anyone was living there.
She was nibbling on the watermelon when she heard the sound of the courtyard door being pushed open. A boy wearing a black T-shirt walked in, carrying a shoulder bag and headphones on his head. He lowered his head and walked straight to the building next door.
He was tall, thin, and had a "leave me alone" aura about him.
Wen Nian was stunned for a moment. Is this the new neighbor?
Her mother also saw it. She enthusiastically held the fruit plate and wanted to go over, but Wen Nian grabbed her.
"Mom, wait a minute."
