Chapter 4 (1/2)

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Shu Guang High’s soccer field.

“Zhang Jun!”

“…”

“Hey! Zhang Jun!”

“…”

“Zhang Jun!!!”

“…”

*Bump!*

“Ouch!” Zhang Jun rubbed the part of his head where Yang Pan had kicked him. “Dude! Are you trying to kill me? You know how strong your kicks are, what if I get a concussion, man?”

“Then reply me, b*tch! I called you three times. You didn’t even hear me once, so I had to do that. What’s up with you? You’re not focused.”

“Why isn’t Su Fei here?” Zhang Jun looked around and scanned the place in search of the team manager.

“Oooohhh! You punk…”

“No, no, no! It’s not what you think!” Zhang Jun shook both of his hands.

“Judging from your reaction just now, I think it’s exactly what I think it is!” Yang Pan teased. “Alright, I’m gonna quit messing around. Su Fei had some stuff to do at home, so she left school after the second period.”

“Oh.”

…

Zhang Jun had just gotten home from school, and he was about to get into the house when he heard loud noises coming from next door. That was odd, because the house next door had always been empty. Why were there noises coming from there? Could it be… As Zhang Jun wondered about the chances of there being ghosts in the vacant house, the doors opened with a creak and gave him a big scare.

“Zhang Jun!” a voice rang out.

“W-wh-who’s there?” Zhang Jun’s voice was shaking.

“What’s wrong with you, Zhang Jun? Why is your voice shaking? It’s your dad!”

Zhang Jun turned his head and saw that it really was his father. “I thought you were a ghost! You scared me!”

“What?” His father was annoyed at being called a ghost. “Our new neighbors just moved in, so we’re having a small gathering. Drop your bags off and come greet them!” his dad said before going back into the neighbor’s house.

…

“Umm…” Zhang Jun could not find the words to describe the scene before him. There were lots of boxes of random household items all over the place; some unpacked and some still sealed. With a few people there for the gathering, it seemed a little too cramped and chaotic for him. What made him cringe the most was perhaps the amount of dust that covered every inch of the place like snow. If anything, the place was absolutely inhabitable!

Zhang Jun stood at the entrance, undecided on whether to enter or leave when a familiar voice greeted him, “Come on in and grab yourself a drink! We just moved in, so it’s still very messy. I hope you don’t mind.” He turned to see who it was greeting him and was surprised to find a familiar face.

“Zhang Jun?!”