I Want To Move In Next Door-Chapter 1115 - 1112: Is That You, Han Zhijin? 2 (Free - )

About half an hour later, a car stopped right in front of Song Youman’s car.

As Song Youman, who was playing with her phone, heard the noise, she looked up and glanced forward, just in time to see the passenger door open and a person get out. She was very familiar with the silhouette of that person. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

While it was familiar, it was also somewhat strange, but judging by the figure, he seemed much thinner than the him in her memory, lacking the exuberant and bold aura he once had. Instead, there was an indescribable low-keyness and dullness.

The person who got out of the car seemed to sense her gaze. After closing the door, he turned his head to look back.

He was wearing a mask, with rather long bangs, not to mention allowing Song Youman to see his face clearly—even his eyes were mostly obscured by the bangs.

Through the windshield, Song Youman stared at the person for about ten seconds or so, until the driver’s side door opened and a chubby man got out, briskly walked over to her car door, and knocked twice on the window.

Song Youman hurriedly rolled down the window.

The chubby man asked, "Excuse me, is your phone’s last four digits 9090?"

"That’s me." Song Youman replied, while taking another glance at the man with the mask.

The man seemed tired of standing and leaned against the car door, his gaze falling on the endless wheat field beside the highway.

"Car broke down?" The chubby man said as he walked around Song Youman’s car before getting in, starting the engine, and after about a minute, he poked his head out of the window: "Xi Ge, come take a look, seems like it’s not a simple breakdown with this car..."

So, the man’s name was Xi Ge... Song Youman thought, looking towards the man again.

Hearing the call, the man straightened up and walked towards the front of Song Youman’s car. His steps were slow and steady, seeming very normal, but at the same time abnormal.

The chubby man didn’t hurry to urge the man called "Xi Ge," patiently waiting until he stood beside the driver’s window. Then the chubby man pointed to the red light illuminated on the dashboard: "Look at this indicator light, it’s constantly on, that means there’s a problem somewhere else too..."

Xi Ge didn’t speak, but leaned in, stretched his hand through the window, turned the ignition on and off twice, as if listening to the sound, and after a while, he spoke up: "Better tow the car back to the shop for a look, the engine seems to have issues too..."

Hearing this, the chubby man immediately got out and walked over to Song Youman: "Miss, your car needs to be taken back to the shop for a detailed inspection..."

"How long will it take to fix?" Song Youman asked, raising her wrist and checking the time, as she had important matters to handle.

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