The hot weather does not gradually dissipate with the passage of time.

The weather in early September is still hot and irritating.

Fortunately, September 1st is a Monday that makes Jiang Zhihao feel physically and mentally happy.

Unlike most ordinary people, this day that dislikes countless people on Monday is Jiang Zhihao's rest day.

Jiang Zhihao, who had been working as a store manager for a week, was finally able to rest assured and lie comfortably at home to be an otaku.

However, this wonderful Monday was interrupted by the sudden sound of password input at the door.

Jiang Zhihao sat up from the sofa in a daze, looking at the direction where the door was in a daze.

It was not until the sound of the door opened and Park Chu-long's cute little face appeared at the door that he came back to his senses.

"Why are you back?"

Park Chulong, who was holding a big box, glared at Jiang Zhihao speechlessly and gritted his teeth.

"Come and help me!"

Jiang Zhihao woke up like a dream, and quickly ran to the door barefoot, took the things from his sister's hand, put them one by one, and looked at the girl in confusion.

Park Chu-long passed by Jiang Zhihao directly, walked straight to the refrigerator and opened the refrigerator door. He found a bottle of ice water and fed a large mouthful of satisfaction. Then he gently untied the ponytail tied to his head and let his soft blonde hair spread.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I have worked for a long time, can't I take a day off?"

It has been more than a week since the phone call. This week Park Chu-long has not talked too much about her future relationship with Kang Ji-ho.

After all, the problem facing Jiang Zhihao now is not love, but the deep sense of inferiority.

Park Chu-long, who had been struggling for a whole week, did not think of a good solution. He thought that letting Jiang Zhihao fall in love was a good way to solve Jiang Zhihao's inferiority complex... But who knew that if he didn't solve his inferiority complex, Jiang Zhihao would not dare to fall in love at all.

The whole thing is a closed loop space.

Today is a long-lost day off. Although she can only rest for one and a half days and she will set off to work tomorrow afternoon, she still wants to go home to meet her oppa.

Jiang Zhihao also understood that this girl hadn't had a long rest. She smiled awkwardly and walked to the seat where she was lying just now and sat down.

"Ah, I won't say anything when I come back, I'll prepare something for you."

"Forget it, I'll leave later, oh mom hasn't yet..."

Park Chulong subconsciously waved his hand and told him about his afternoon schedule.

But halfway through the words, the girl quickly closed her mouth and her eyes were vague.

Jiang Zhihao remained silent, and even the expression on his face did not show any fluctuations.

"Then just go there. Why are you doing this trip? Isn't it troublesome?"

Park Chulong sighed deeply in his heart, feeling a little sorry for her, this person who was a kid? But since Kang Zhihao doesn't care about this matter? Then she doesn't want to repeat it in this matter.

It is probably a very unrealistic thing to see her family sitting together chatting and having dinner in peace in her lifetime.

After all, my mother did so resolutely for herself.

She didn't hate her mother's resolute behavior, after all, her father didn't take them seriously at that time...

She is not young anymore? She knows it in her heart.

Things back then were not considered Jiang Zhihao’s fault, nor was they considered their father’s fault? They were not even considered their mother’s fault.

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"Aren't I here to deliver something to you?"

Park Chulong stretched? He pointed to the big box at the door.

"What is that?"

"Game console!"

Park Cho-long smiled proudly at Kang Ji-ho. This was the prize she received on the show.

However, there was already one in the dormitory, so she simply took it back and played with it for her to play with it.

Of course, she only got it back after getting the consent of the members? Anyway, based on their current economic income, buying a game console is just a matter of scratching your fingers.

"Game console?"

"Inside, the latest game consoles are now. I remember that in the Oppa High School, I like to play game consoles very much, red and white, right?"

A trace of nostalgia flashed in Kang Zhihao's eyes, and Park Cho-long was right? He did take Park Cho-long, who had not yet gone to school at that time, to play games at home every day.

What kind of Conrat? The girl also played games like Super Mario under his leadership.

But is the latest game console nowadays? Jiang Zhihao has a little interest? He has indeed not played a game for a long time.

Soon, with the sound of cutting and dividing the paper box with a few sounds of scissors? Park Chulong took out a... black box from the big box?

Jiang Zhihao's face was full of question marks? Is this a game console?

Park Chu-long handed the game controller to Jiang Zhihao? He walked to the front of the TV with his black body, connected several wires, and switched to the signal source where the game console was located.

Then..

"What game do you want to play?"

The girl carefully selected several game discs, then turned around and looked at Jiang Zhihao excitedly.

But the confusion on Jiang Zhihao's face made her feel empty.

Jiang Zhihao, who saw the latest game console for the first time, just looked at the handle in his hand in confusion, and the dense buttons made him unable to start.

He just used his calloused hands to care about the plastic texture of the handle.

It is completely different from the square game controller of the red and white machines I played before, this game controller that is more hand-designed can be said to be very disproportionate in his hands.

"That Chulong...how to play this?"

Listening to Jiang Zhihao's slightly awkward voice, Park Chulong took a deep breath, suppressed the bitterness in his heart, and put on a look of contempt.

"Ha...so stupid, isn't there a corresponding button?"

"ah?"

"Click this, circle."

"Uh...this?"

"Ani, that's a block!"

The not-so-empty living room was filled with the girl's tits and the awkward apology from Jiang Zhihao.

After about ten minutes, Jiang Zhihao finally figured out how to use the gamepad now.

Then soon, he realized the realistic immersion of today's games.

Looking at Jiang Zhihao, who was pressing the handle seriously and a hint of excited expression unique to young talents flashed from time to time on his face, Park Chulong sat aside and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Jiang Zhihao is not so old that he cannot keep in line with society.

It’s just that there is a lack of someone who leads Jiang Zhihao to the right path from the reality of derailment.

She must have no time to help her to slowly walk into her inferiority complex.

Jiang Zhihao's work environment does not allow him to get out of this predicament.

That means...

"Oppa, are you the only one in the coffee shop at the moment?"

“Hmm?”

"If there are no other employees, can you get through it?"

"Uh... there is no big problem, there are not many customers in the store."

"Is that true?"

Jiang Zhihao nodded and subconsciously glanced at Park Chulong, who was thinking.

"What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!