As a beauty blogger, Li Luoluo had been cooped up at home for nearly half a month. At last, she couldn't take it anymore and gave the place a thorough cleaning.
She picked up the trash bags and stepped outside. She looked up, and a man came out of the elevator.
The first thought that flashed through her mind was, "Holy crap, my neighbor is ridiculously handsome!!??"
The next was, "Holy crap, holy crap, I'm not wearing makeup!!!"
At that moment, Li Luoluo was a complete mess. Her hair was a wreck, and she was wearing an old black sweater that had been sitting unused for ages. It was covered in pills, and there was even a little hole under her left arm.
She was clutching several black trash bags in both hands, like she was fleeing a disaster.
The elevator doors opened. Zhai Miao looked up and saw a girl with a lopsided bun abruptly turn her back to him. Her left arm was pressed tightly against her body, and she stood there stiffly in a strange pose.
One of the black bags of mystery contents flew out as she turned and, by some stroke of bad luck, landed right in front of his feet.
An empty bag of spicy strips from a well-known brand slowly slid out of the loosely tied trash bag, streaking a glaring line of yellow-red chili oil across the pristine toe of his shoe.
Zhai Miao: "..."
*Girl pursues boy
Theme: Happiness matters most, more than anything else
