PDLP Chapter 50 Occasionally Crossing Boundaries in Friendships
Chapter 50 Occasionally Crossing Boundaries in Friendships
The sudden rise in summer temperature meant that Huang Lizhi only managed to take a short nap of about ten minutes. When she woke up from the heat, she dared not make a sound.
She felt her cheeks were burning hot.
What an awkward atmosphere...
Courage is like the tide; it comes quickly and goes quickly.
Huang Lizhi didn't even dare to recall what he had just done.
"Are you awake?"
Jung Do-hoon looked at the girl, who had sat up straight again and remained silent, and smiled helplessly:
"How can anyone sleep well in a place like this?"
"Um……"
"Let's go, I'll take you home first."
Huang Lizhi responded sullenly, rubbing her hands together. She had thought Zheng Daoxun would take her hand and leave.
Ultimately, they were overthinking it; in the end, the two of them...
We're just friends.
A friendship that occasionally allows for crossing boundaries.
At least that's the only definition she dares to use for now.
Jung Do-hoon walked ahead carrying shopping bags, while Hwang Ye-ji silently followed behind, her hands clasped together.
When will we meet again? Will I visit again under the guise of taking care of Ya-Hsien?
This reason is good, but it can't always be used.
Perhaps I should wait for him to ask me out first? But this passive waiting is the most agonizing.
"You've really helped me a lot during this time. If you have the chance, I'll treat you to a meal."
"Where should we eat?"
Why does the girl's tone give off a silly yet impatient feeling?
Jung Do-hoon hesitated for a moment: "A French restaurant? The one in Hannam-dong."
"Oh..." Huang Lizhi's reaction was quite indifferent.
Yes, this was one of Huang Lizhi's favorite restaurants in his previous life.
"I thought I was going to eat at your house..." The girl scratched her head and chuckled, "Then I'll have to make you pay for this."
"Since I'm treating you to dinner, I shouldn't bring Ya-Hsien along, right?" Zheng Daoxun sighed, feeling rather burdened. "I forgot about this little devil; she'll probably give me a lecture when I get home..."
"Why do you look so down?" Huang Lizhi gently nudged his arm with his shoulder. "Feeling burdened?"
The gentle bump made Hwang Yee-ji feel inexplicably at ease; this was a common gesture between the two when they were friends.
Like in the morning, he held her wrist and she leaned on his shoulder to sleep. This experience was novel and wonderful, but it also represented the unknown and uncontrollable.
Experiencing it occasionally can be exhilarating.
However, this also brings a sense of unease, like a ship facing the waves at sea, unsure of which direction it will sail.
Taking it slow like this seems fine. Next time we can eat together alone, right? After dinner, we can always go see a movie or something.
"Ya Xian..." Zheng Daoxun sighed with difficulty.
Ya-Hsien's worries about herself always gave people the feeling that she wasn't like a younger sister.
This feeling is subtle, and from all indications, it seems to fall entirely within the scope of siblings.
However, if you connect it to reality, you'll find that Ya-Hsien's worries are a bit excessive.
For example, a girl like Ya Xian, would she mind if her brother complimented someone else's younger sister on her looks?
She's not a five or six-year-old child; she doesn't have a possessive attitude towards her older brother.
Even though Huang Lizhi is a long-time friend, there seems to be nothing wrong with him expressing his true thoughts.
But Ya Xian was, after all, his younger sister, so there were some things he could only keep to himself.
He shook his head: "Maybe I haven't gotten used to the identity of 'Oppa' yet."
Perhaps Ya-Hsien, like herself, is also adapting to the role of the younger sister.
"It's because Ya-Hsien cares about Oppa that she's worried about you, what's so strange about that?"
Huang Lizhi answered as if it were a matter of course, then blushed slightly as if he was a beat slow to react.
"You're different from her; she's my sister."
Hwang Ye-ji gave a low "hmm," thinking that Jung Do-hoon must have understood the hidden meaning in her words.
How can her worries be compared to Ya Xian's? One is a girl's worry, and the other is a younger sister's worry; the underlying emotions are different.
"Um... the ride-hailing car has arrived." Hwang Ye-ji reached out and gently tugged at Jung Do-hoon's sleeve, which brought the latter back to reality and opened the car door for Hwang Ye-ji.
"Oppa".
"Um?"
"How about we go to your place instead? If Ya-xian asks... I can cover for you."
Huang Lizhi's fingers twisted together, and his long hair fell down.
She thought that if she went back like this, she didn't know when she would see him again.
If Hwang Ye-ji could help cover for him, Jung Do-hoon would naturally be under less pressure.
However, this could also provoke a more intense reaction from Ya-Hsien.
After all, the two of them actually spent the night outside, completely leaving Ya Xian at home.
"Let's forget about it. You definitely didn't sleep well on Sana's sofa last night."
She did not sleep well, but if Hwang Ye-ji had to choose again, she would still let Jung Do-hoon sleep with his head on her lap.
If she hadn't done that, who knows what Sana Minatozaki would have done? She had seen all of Sana Minatozaki's little tricks at the time.
She was both rubbing his hair and supporting his shoulders.
But... given their close friendship, wouldn't using a lap pillow as a form of lap pillows be crossing the line?
What was Zheng Daoxun thinking? She really wanted to know.
"So...did you sleep well last night?" Huang Lizhi rolled down the car window, and hot air rushed in, shattering her soft whispers.
Her response was met with a disgruntled complaint from the taxi driver:
"Ma'am, I still have the air conditioning on, why do you need to roll down the window?"
"Ah! Mia ne..." Hwang Ye-ji scratched his head awkwardly, quickly rolled up the car window, and met Jung Do-hoon's gaze.
Jung Do-hoon rubbed his neck, seemingly having been looking at Hwang Ye-ji's thighs earlier.
He said nothing, yet it seemed he said everything.
"What did you just say?"
"It's nothing!" Huang Lizhi looked out the window, the scenery rushing past.
"Haven't you eaten at this restaurant before?"
Jung Do-hoon displayed his phone screen in front of Hwang Ye-ji.
It was a French restaurant not far from Hwang Ye-ji's dormitory, with luxurious decor. She glanced at the menu and found that the average cost per person was 300,000 won.
Isn't this too expensive?
How could Jung Do-hoon afford a restaurant like that with his meager salary? He only earns a little over four million won a month.
"I've never eaten it before..."
"Let's choose this restaurant then. You'll definitely love their Burgundy beef." Jung Do-hoon took back his phone, opened the reservation page, and asked, "Is next Friday night okay?"
Yes, of course!
only……
"Oppa!"
Jung Do-hoon looked at Hwang Ye-ji, whose expression was quite serious. He became slightly more serious and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Isn't this restaurant a bit too expensive? If you're treating me, I'd prefer something cheaper."
Zheng Daoxun smiled helplessly and sadly. This fool is a little too sensible.
"Pabu, given our relationship, we don't need to worry about this, right?"
After all, there is still a lot he needs to make up for to Hwang Yee-ji.