Chapter 59 The Haunted House: My Weak, Pitiful, and Helpless Boyfriend
This puzzle was useless because Kwon Ji-yong came to pick her up downstairs at the dormitory. Jiang Tinghan had to take on announcements early in the morning and late at night, which freed up August 18th.
As soon as I got in the car, I saw Kwon Ji-yong smiling sweetly and looking a little silly. He was wearing a loose short-sleeved top and equally loose, wide-legged dark blue jeans. At first glance, they looked like they had ripped designs, but they were actually silver-white patterns resembling flowers and feathers. The collar and cuffs had a ring of rhinestone-like prints, which turned out to be silver letters when you looked closely. It was simple yet stylish.
Jiang Tinghan saw a huge "B" on the shirt; it was Blumarine.
Coincidentally, she also wore a Chanel jacket over her strapless jeans today. The jacket was mainly chocolate brown with stripes of mint green, and she wore a thin belt with a gold Chanel logo around her waist. Without tattoos, she can freely wear shorts in the summer. It's the hottest time of the year right now, and even though she's showing off her long legs, it's still very hot when the sun shines on her skin.
On her snow-white chest hung a birthday gift from Kwon Ji-yong: a gold necklace with an emerald pendant, from which golden snake heads and tails extended and coiled, looking both eerie and luxurious, and quite matching her elegant Chanel outfit.
Blumarine and Chanel —
It seems like I changed trains again without even realizing it.
Jiang Tinghan got into the passenger seat of Quan Zhilong, grabbed Quan Zhilong's blue Chanel handbag which looked more exquisite than hers, put it in her arms along with her own bag, took off her mask and turned her head to look, and saw Quan Zhilong's very flamboyant long silver earrings.
My boyfriend's outfit looks simple, but it's actually full of subtle details, including the snake-shaped ring on his hand that's also set with emeralds.
Kwon Ji-yong also noticed the cleverness of the brand the two were wearing, and said in a seemingly complaining but actually coquettish tone: "It's really not easy for this brand to find clothes that men can also wear."
After all, all I could see were hot tank tops.
Jiang Tinghan: "Then I'll ask the brand to make more unisex styles."
Whether it will be useful or not, I don't know.
Kwon Ji-yong, with a bright, smiling eye, said, "I have the same jacket that Ting-han is wearing."
He has maintained a good relationship with Chanel for ten years, and many new designs are delivered to his studio as soon as possible.
Jiang Tinghan looked surprised: "Oppa, have you forgotten? This dress was a gift from you."
Kwon Ji-yong was a little flustered for a moment, and began to think about whether he had really forgotten something.
He quickly regained his composure and raised an eyebrow: "You lied to me again?"
He stated firmly, "I have never sent this."
Jiang Tinghan's lips curled slightly: "I can't fool you."
"Oppa, I've prepared a little gift for you. Can you guess what it is?"
She read the numbers on the slip of paper aloud and handed it over: "2, 1, 19, 17, 21, 5, 3, 1, 11, 5."
"It's this again. Is it a test to see if I've been watching the show carefully?" Kwon Ji-yong chuckled, clearly confident. He had not only watched the show but also watched it three or four times, and had seen many other people's reactions. He was already very familiar with Coldy's parts.
"1, 2, 3, 4, 5... correspond to A, B, C, D, E... So, it's BASQUECAKE, right?"
"Yes, Oppa is quite clever," Jiang Tinghan praised softly, handing Kwon Ji-yong a bear-printed packaging bag hidden behind her back.
Even the packaging is exquisite, with beautiful Korean writing in gold pen: "Please enjoy," and a QQ character for gossip, which makes you feel happy just looking at it.
Under the transparent lid were four pieces of Basque cake, each with a different flavor. Judging by appearance, there were matcha, original, chocolate, and the rest were probably black tea or something similar.
"Wow, it must have taken a long time to make this." Kwon Ji-yong was very surprised.
Four flavors, four times in total.
Jiang Tinghan wouldn't say that she and her teammates had finished the remaining three-quarters, but said with a serious face, "Yes, we were still working on it from the end of yesterday's work until we went to bed."
Kwon Ji-yong's face was full of emotion. As soon as he opened the box, the spoon was already touching the edge of his beloved chocolate.
It was absolutely delicious; it felt like it melted into chocolate milk as soon as it entered my mouth.
"Ah..." He scooped up a spoonful and brought it to Jiang Tinghan's lips.
One essential interaction for couples is feeding each other delicious food.
"Do we really have to eat in the car?" Jiang Tinghan couldn't help but laugh.
Kwon Ji-yong: "What does it matter? Don't you want to eat with me?"
Jiang Tinghan couldn't bear such a serious charge, so she could only eat this bite of cake. It was her first time making this kind of cake, and she had already gotten tired of it yesterday, but eating it today seemed to have a different flavor.
Kwon Ji-yong also wanted everyone to know that he had received a small cake as a gift, so he quickly took a picture of the cake and the bag and sent it to his family group chat.
This cake is delicious, highly recommended! (Thumbs up)
Dragon Mom: [Geeyong, Mom is so happy to see you eating so well. Looks like you're in the car, are you heading out to work? Be careful.]
Sister Damei: [Which store is this? I don't think I've seen it before. The main thing isn't this text, is it? It looks like a gift from my girlfriend.]
G-Dragon: [Yes, it was made by Tinghan and given to me. My mom wasn't going out for work, she was meeting with Tinghan.]
Daenerys: [Oh, is that kid free today? Would you like him to come over tonight?]
Jiang Tinghan noticed the name of the group chat, which seemed to have a similar meaning to "a loving family".
She paused for a moment, then asked, "Oppa, this isn't your family group chat, is it?"
Showing it in the family group means...
Do Kwon Ji-yong's family members know about her existence?
? ? ? ! ! !
Really?
"Yes, I'm telling them that I'm with you. My mom asked if you want to come over for dinner tonight."
He had already planned his day: spend time with his girlfriend before 7 p.m. and go home to celebrate his birthday with his family after 7 p.m. But then he thought, there was a way to spend the whole day with Jiang Tinghan.
"Wait a minute..." Jiang Tinghan was already struggling to keep up with Kwon Ji-yong's erratic thinking. "I... I'm going to your house today?"
Kwon Ji-yong smiled and said, "Yes, do you have any other plans for tonight?"
Jiang Tinghan: "No, not at all..."
Kwon Ji-yong said in a lighthearted tone, "Then let's go."
Jiang Tinghan: "What? I wasn't prepared at all."
Kwon Ji-yong, on the other hand, handled the situation with ease, skillfully feigning grievance: "Is it that we can't meet each other's parents? My family is very nice, and my little nephew is very fun. Don't you want to meet him?"
A tragedy caused by a Basque cake.
Jiang Tinghan finally did what he had always wanted to do: he pinched Quan Zhilong's face. His body was as thin as ever, but his face was still a little fleshy. It was indeed very soft to pinch, like pinching some kind of fluffy cake base.
She not only pinched and pinched them, but also pulled them outwards a couple of times as if punishing them: "Right now I really want to throw both of these bags at Oppa's face, you know?"
Kwon Ji-yong continued to look pitiful, the aroma of tea filling the air: "Go ahead and hit me, if you'll come home with me if you hit me once."
"Hiss..." His girlfriend pinched his face harder, causing Kwon Ji-yong to gasp.
After Jiang Tinghan let go, Quan Zhilong touched his face, grimacing as he rubbed it a couple of times: "Baby, you know what? No one has ever dared to be so presumptuous with my face before. You are the first person in history to do so."
Jiang Tinghan then reached out and pinched the other side, trying to mold him into a rosy-cheeked doll.
"Since I'm the first one, it means I can do whatever I want."
Kwon Ji-yong spoke somewhat vaguely: "Well, as for the answer... it's okay if I don't want to go, I'll just tell my mom."
Jiang Tinghan: "My aunt invited me, how could I not go? But I'm a little nervous now and don't really want to go to the Hanok Village."
Kwon Ji-yong's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Jiang Tinghan's hand: "We can go anywhere we want, let's go together."
Jiang Tinghan's eyes crinkled into a smile: "Alright, let's go somewhere to de-stress then..."
Today is Friday, a workday, and there are relatively few people around before the end of the workday. Jiang Tinghan only gave Quan Zhilong an address.
Kwon Ji-yong had already backed down as soon as he got out of the car.
—This is a haunted house!
Jiang Tinghan smiled and pushed Kwon Ji-yong inside: "It's okay, I chose a theme that Oppa really likes, and... it'll just be the two of us~"
Quan Zhilong's heart trembled. Just because there was no one else didn't mean there weren't other ghosts.
He hadn't been to a haunted house in many years.
Kwon Ji-yong calmed himself down and said in a deep voice, "Tinghan, I feel that I'm no longer suitable for such strenuous activities at my age."
Jiang Tinghan pushed Kwon Ji-yong's shoulder with an undeniable force, her fingertips touching the angel tattoo: "Oppa, you're at the prime of your life, this white T-shirt you're wearing today is perfect for being stained with bloody handprints..."
Is it reasonable for two trendy young people, dressed in the most fashionable clothes and so stylish that no one dares to approach them for miles around, to go to a dark haunted house where their outfits are completely invisible?
Filming is prohibited in this haunted house. Jiang Tinghan got the recommendation from Yoo Jae-suk, who has been in the haunted house industry for many years, the day after she finished watching "The Culprit". Yoo Jae-suk exaggeratedly said, "The owner would rather lose his life than disclose the privacy of his customers."
He was also curious about who Jiang Tinghan was going with, but out of professional ethics, he adhered to the principle of "not asking unless others tell him".
Quan Zhilong was unaware of this, otherwise he would have guessed that Jiang Tinghan had planned this all along, and that if it wasn't today, it would have been sometime in the future that led him into this hellhole.
The theme that Kwon Ji-yong would definitely like must be related to Korean folklore!
Upon entering, one is greeted by white cloths and various offerings that appear to be stained with blood, exuding an ominous aura.
Two people sneaked in furtively, wearing masks, like thieves trying to steal the coffin.
As soon as he stepped inside, Quan Zhilong shuddered and quickly grabbed Jiang Tinghan's shoulder, bravely standing in front of Jiang Tinghan, though inwardly he felt weak, pitiful, and helpless.
Because this hall is... filled with coffins!
He took one step forward and three steps back, lingering at the doorway, as if something might crawl out if he got too close!
Jiang Tinghan grabbed Quan Zhilong's hand and strode forward.
"Ah..." Kwon Ji-yong let out a soft cry and then stopped abruptly. No, he was a man, he was Jiang Tinghan's father, how could he be afraid of these few coffins?
Just then, a gust of wind blew by, and the sound of something vibrating came from it.
Kwon Ji-yong immediately shrank back behind Jiang Tinghan, trembling: "Something's moving!"
Jiang Tinghan had already dragged Quan Zhilong, whose face clearly showed "I want to escape," to the front of the first coffin and looked inside.
"There's nothing there, it's empty. There must be some mechanism to open it."
She circled the coffin, found a button, pressed it, and the coffin opened.
Kwon Ji-yong hugged Jiang Tinghan even tighter, almost hanging on her like a koala.
He had already seen it; on the altar were not incense sticks, but severed fingers.
He could only think awkwardly, "Ting Han is really brave; she's not afraid at all."
Daebu!
The faint fragrance emanating from Jiang Tinghan made him feel a little more at ease.
Jiang Tinghan found a piece of paper in the coffin and, using the dim light of his flashlight, illuminated the words on it: "During the Joseon Dynasty, some poor old women were employed by wealthy families to guard the 'funeral room' where the coffins were kept during funerals and to perform elaborate funeral rites. They lived lonely lives, accompanied by death, and were considered unlucky."
"That is, the legendary 'funeral house mourner'."
Kwon Ji-yong wasn't listening to what his girlfriend was thinking at all; he was just looking at her focused profile in the dim light.
Wow... totally Moshida.
Jiang Tinghan patted Kwon Ji-yong's hand to bring him back to his senses: "Oppa, are we going to find some old lady?"
"Will they be in these coffins?"
Kwon Ji-yong, who had been swooning over his girlfriend, suddenly snapped back to reality and became very alert: "What old lady? Are we going to open all the coffins?"
“It seems so.” Jiang Tinghan coldly shook off Kwon Ji-yong’s hand. “Oppa, you open these four on the left, and I’ll open these five on the left.”
Kwon Ji-yong: "..."
The crying before was all an act; now it's real.
He gritted his teeth and opened the nearest coffin. The white-clad female ghost sprang out and crawled towards Quan Zhilong on all fours.
What great luck! A fantastic start!
Kwon Ji-yong's mind screamed in a sharp, explosive voice: "A ghost!"
He hurriedly ran towards Jiang Tinghan, who grabbed Quan Zhilong's hand and pulled him forward quickly: "Oppa, run!"
They couldn't get out of the room; they were being chased around and around by the female ghost. Kwon Ji-yong was exhausted: "When will this end?"
Today's workout goals have been met.
As Jiang Tinghan ran, he said, "Let's see if there's anything that can restrain her... Ah, I've got it, Oppa, hide in the coffin! Didn't we open two? One of us can hide in one."
Kwon Ji-yong could hardly believe what he was hearing: "W-what?"
He said weakly, "Can't the two of us hide in one?"
"Sigh." Jiang Tinghan sighed, seized the opportunity, took a long stride and stepped into the coffin, then pulled Quan Zhilong in as well. The two of them immediately fell into the same coffin, and the collision of their warm bodies made them both cry out in pain.
Jiang Tinghan didn't have time to think about anything else and quickly said, "Find the off button. I think I just saw it next to your legs, Oppa."
Although Kwon Ji-yong was a coward, he reacted quickly and immediately found the button. Just as the female ghost pounced on him, the coffin door closed.
In the cramped space, their hands and feet were intertwined, and the thumping of their hearts was even clearer and more distinct.
I was scared, but it was also very hot.
Kwon Ji-yong whispered reproachfully, "Baby, were you laughing just now?"
Jiang Tinghan replied innocently, "No."
Kwon Ji-yong: "I saw it. You were laughing very happily, especially when you saw me being scared by the ghost. I've never seen you laugh so happily before."
Jiang Tinghan: "Oh dear, I'm not laughing at you, Oppa, didn't you see? The female ghost's face is all sorts of colors, it looks hilarious."
Kwon Ji-yong remained doubtful: "Really?"
Jiang Tinghan said casually, "Yes, you can turn around and take a look now. The female ghost is lying on the coffin."
Kwon Ji-yong silently leaned on Jiang Tinghan's shoulder, burying his face even deeper: "Let's just forget about it."
Luckily, they are both very thin and can squeeze together, but they really can't move around carelessly, because if they move even slightly, they might accidentally bump into something.
He personally experienced the scenes in idol dramas where physical contact stimulates and intensifies feelings, and he was really nervous.
After a while, Kwon Ji-yong asked, "Have they left?"
Jiang Tinghan: "Not yet, Oppa. Don't move. I think I see something on the ceiling."
"Ah, it looks like a human head."
Kwon Ji-yong: "..."
He was really about to faint.
"Tinghan, don't scare me."
"Do you remember what you promised me you'd do when we meet next time?"
Jiang Tinghan was still intently observing: "Oppa, don't talk, there are still characters, they should be Chinese characters... Is it unfair?"
Kwon Ji-yong is still trying: "You promised me you'd kiss me next time we meet..."
Jiang Tinghan said excitedly, "She's gone, we can go out now."
Kwon Ji-yong sighed inwardly; he decided to just be a good accessory.
The coffin was opened again, and the two people struggled to get out of it. They looked around and saw that the female ghost was indeed gone.
Jiang Tinghan kissed Kwon Ji-yong on the lips through his mask: "Is that okay, Oppa? Be quiet for a bit, let's talk outside."
Kwon Ji-yong and Jiang Tinghan held hands tightly, their faces beaming in the darkness: "Okay."
Oh, you heard everything!
He was also very clever. With the kiss as a talisman, he quickly solved all the puzzles and passed the level with Jiang Tinghan.
"The homeowner actually drove his daughter to her death because she eloped with someone else, and even buried the old lady who knew about it alive under the funeral home, making her a guardian spirit. Ah... completely evil and stupid, she'll definitely become a vengeful spirit." After leaving the haunted house, Kwon Ji-yong actually thought about this story again.
Jiang Tinghan smiled as she recalled his cowardly yet courageous performance in the film.
Kwon Ji-yong, somewhat embarrassed and angry, said, "Stop laughing."
Jiang Tinghan looked up at the sky and down at the ground: "Stop laughing. Shouldn't we go buy some souvenirs first? After all, it's our first time visiting."
Kwon Ji-yong: "Hmm... But before that, you have to keep your promise."
His voice involuntarily deepened as he skillfully pulled down his mask and kissed her without any barriers.
He kissed his girlfriend.
Just then, my phone rang at an inopportune moment.
The kiss didn't last long. Jiang Tinghan licked his slightly reddened lips, answered the phone, and his voice was inexplicably hoarse.
"Yo-bu-sai-yo?"
Kwon Ji-yong's eyes became very resentful.
Who? Who's the fool who had to pick this moment?!
"Ah, it's Detective Liu. What business do you have with me, a criminal?"
It turns out to be Yoo Jae-suk.
Kwon Ji-yong always felt that Yoo Jae-suk's soul lingered in their every date, including their last date.
The latest episode of "The Culprit Is You" is currently being filmed. The detective team encounters a puzzle, and Yoo Jae-suk has a flash of inspiration: "Hey, don't we know someone who's really good at solving math puzzles?"
Everyone looked puzzled, then they remembered.
Yoo Jae-suk: "Coldy, Coldy, why don't you just call her and ask?"
"A detective actually asking for help from a criminal? What kind of thing is this..." Everyone complained while raising their hands and feet in agreement.
So Jiang Tinghan was forced to start solving this damn math problem halfway through a kiss with her boyfriend.
Oh dear, who can be understanding that she's a liberal arts student!
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Author's Note: Can collecting all seven-colored keychains summon a dragon?
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