Chapter 207: Do You Like 2013 Or 2025?
After dinner, Krystal proactively took on the task of washing dishes, while Sulli naturally went over to help.
And that guy Lin Xiuyuan was still sprawled on the living room sofa like a lord, holding the remote control and flipping through channels, utterly relaxed.
He leaned against the sofa back, legs casually crossed, one hand holding a can of Coke, while chewing on grapes just fished out from the fruit platter.
Suddenly as if remembering something, he turned his head to look at the two in the kitchen, grinning as he said, “Jinjin, Krystal, today, doesn’t it feel a bit like a holiday?”
“Holiday?” Krystal rolled her eyes at him, “It’s your holiday, right? Sitting and waiting to eat, then waiting to be fed after eating, hmph hmph hmph~”
Lin Xiuyuan couldn’t help laughing out loud, placing the Coke on the coffee table, “Then how about I go make you two a drink as compensation?”
“Xiuyuan, if you don’t update the drinks menu soon, I’m getting tired of it; time to get moving.” Krystal ruthlessly teased.
This tease hit a nerve of Lin Xiuyuan’s exactly.
Mainly because lately it had been all tourism or traveling through the time-space door, handling various relationships, so Lin Xiuyuan really hadn’t had much personal time to properly learn bartending skills.
So after hearing Krystal’s words, he immediately said.
“Alright, starting tomorrow, you and Snowball both sit obediently at the bar counter for me, as my exclusive taste testers.”
The next second, Krystal’s laughter rang out, “Don’t mess around; if you do that, I’ll have to hide the goji berries you bought, Xiuyuan~”
“Don’t slander me; when would I even need that stuff?”
“Hahaha, Soo Jung, don’t talk nonsense; those goji berries are for making soup.”
Sulli on the side also joined in the teasing.
The group bantered back and forth, laughter passing between the kitchen and living room, filling the whole house with a festive atmosphere like New Year’s.
Before long, Krystal and Sulli finished cleaning up and sat together on the sofa. The three sat side by side, with a classic funny variety show playing on the television.
Suddenly feeling bored, Krystal suggested, “Sulli, shall we play ‘you draw, I guess’?”
Soon they pulled out the tablet and drawing board, starting round after round of fun games.
Starting with beginner ones like “airplane”, “potato”, “frog”.
To later challenges like “octopus in high heels”, “penguin dancing tango”, abstract nouns that had them laughing until their stomachs ached.
“Xiuyuan, your drawing skills are at the level of an elementary student who gave up trying.” Krystal laughed while slapping the table, “This isn’t a cat; it’s clearly a mango struck by lightning!”
Lin Xiuyuan, turning off the tablet, calmly said, “Krystal, don’t think your ‘angel’ looked anything like it; I thought it was a grasshopper with its wings fallen off.”
Sulli was already laughing so hard she collapsed on the sofa, hand still slapping the sofa cushion, “You two stop drawing; if we keep laughing, I won’t be able to breathe.”
Time passed bit by bit, and the night outside the window gradually deepened.
The living room lighting was soft, the atmosphere comfortable like a beautiful dream one didn’t want to wake from.
Until past ten in the evening, Lin Xiuyuan’s mobile phone lit up.
He glanced at it casually; it was a message from Jung Soo Yeon: 【I’ve got it handled, come over.】
Lin Xiuyuan looked at the message, blinked, then slowly stood up, placing the tablet in his hand on the table.
“What’s up?” Krystal noticed his movement and turned her head to ask.
“Jung Soo Yeon is home; she asked me to come over earlier, seems like she has something to say.” After saying this, Lin Xiuyuan looked at the two, “Do you want to come along?”
Krystal leaned on the sofa, seemingly thinking it over, but ultimately shook her head, “I’m tired today; you go by yourself.”
“I’m not going either.” Sulli hugged the pillow and nestled deeper, “I’ll chat properly with Soo Jung.”
Lin Xiuyuan shrugged, not pressing, “Alright, then I’ll go alone.”
With that, he headed toward the time-space door, opened it, went in, closed it, all in one smooth motion, his figure vanishing instantly.
Left behind, Krystal and Sulli sat on the sofa; the former suddenly said, “Sulli, do you think older sister might…”
Before Krystal finished, Sulli laughed along, “Not likely; older sister Jung Soo Yeon at this time is still quite proud.”
Hearing this, Krystal seemed to recall something and murmured softly.
“True, older sister here is still Girls’ Generation’s Jessica~”
……
On the other side.
As the second bedroom room door clicked open, Jung Soo Yeon, who had just finished showering and come out from the bedroom, sat on the sofa for barely a moment before turning back to look at Lin Xiuyuan arriving from the villa side, her pupils contracting slightly, then sighing.
“Your instant teleport really shocks every time I see it, Xiuyuan.”
“You’ll get used to it.”
Responding, Lin Xiuyuan quickly asked, “What’s going on, calling me over so late?”
Glancing at the room door that hadn’t been closed yet, Jung Soo Yeon stood to greet Lin Xiuyuan, then passed by his side, “Mm, let’s go to the villa side to talk.”
Jung Soo Yeon, fresh from her shower, carried a faint fragrance on her, like the warm blend of jasmine and sandalwood; as she passed Lin Xiuyuan, this scent subtly brushed into his nostrils.
In that moment, Lin Xiuyuan’s originally dazed expression paused slightly.
He said nothing, but instinctively took a deep breath, then lightly coughed as if to dispel this somewhat intimate aura.
Jung Soo Yeon seemed to notice something, glanced back at him, but said nothing, merely smiling lightly as she took the lead toward the villa ahead.
Lin Xiuyuan collected his thoughts and followed.
The two passed through the time-space door, returning once more to the 2025 villa.
At this time, the villa interior had standby mode lighting dimly lit, the whole space serene and gentle.
The living room was empty, only distant courtyard lights filtering through the glass onto the floor, quiet and profound.
Arriving at the 2025 villa, Jung Soo Yeon didn’t stop and directly ascended the stairs.
Lin Xiuyuan followed closely behind; though he didn’t know what was on her mind, now clearly wasn’t the time to press for an answer.
Until they pushed open the door to the rooftop, a breeze carrying the night’s intent rushed toward them.
Seoul’s night sky had sparse stars, but lights blazed nearly brilliantly, the skyscraper-filled city like an unfurled galaxy, endless to the eye.
The rooftop was laid with log floorboards, rattan chairs at the edges, and an unextinguished aroma lamp emitting a faint citrus scent.
The two walked side by side, leaning on the railing to stand.
Jung Soo Yeon gripped the railing, eyes gazing into the distance, as if taking in the entire city.
Her slightly upturned head let the night breeze stir her freshly washed hair strands at her forehead, her whole figure framed in the soft silhouette of night and light interplay.
After a moment, she softly said, “Xiuyuan, which do you prefer… 2013 or 2025?”
“Prefer?”
Lin Xiuyuan, turning to look at Jung Soo Yeon, answered without hesitation.
“If talking preference, definitely 2025 a bit more; everything is so novel, technology advanced, internet era. Information explosion, ever-changing, full of freshness everywhere.”
But at this point, he abruptly changed tack, “But if really choosing a place to stay, no doubt, it’d be 2013.”
This answer lightly shocked Jung Soo Yeon; she turned her face, lightly laughing as she asked, “Why?”
Lin Xiuyuan smiled, “Do you want the honest truth, or… a more romantic version?”
“Both.” Jung Soo Yeon gazed at him, tone unhurried.
“The honest truth is my family is all in 2013, so of course I’d choose that side.”
This answer stunned Jung Soo Yeon a bit, seemingly not expecting such straightforwardness.
She’d thought Lin Xiuyuan might use the chance for a joke or some flirtatious line, but hadn’t expected such a sincere and simple answer.
But precisely because this answer was so real, so genuine.
And sincerity often has the broadest impact in certain moments.
So it directly hit a soft spot in Jung Soo Yeon’s heart right then; after brief silence, she spoke again, “And the other version?”
Lin Xiuyuan raised an eyebrow, tone deliberately teasing, “Of course… the beauties in 2013 are still in bud, waiting to bloom; I can bring God’s Perspective, slowly conquer, savor carefully.”
The originally serious topic instantly turned humorous and cheeky with this line.
It finally made Jung Soo Yeon, who had been maintaining composure from the apartment side, unable to hold back and burst out laughing.
“Haha~ Hey, Lin Xiuyuan, can’t you be serious for even a bit longer?”
“Too pretentious, and you’d get struck by lightning.”
Lin Xiuyuan had just finished speaking, still wearing that roguish smile.
But just as he planned to tease a bit more, he suddenly sensed the person before him move.
Jung Soo Yeon gently approached, and before he could react, suddenly raised her arms to hug him.
Not the impulsive, emotional kind of embrace, nor the lingering attachment of lovers.
Just a very light, very brief, yet very quiet hug.
Her chin lightly rested on Lin Xiuyuan’s shoulder, long hair gently brushing his neck, carrying the clean, elegant scent of shampoo and a bit of warm dampness.
In that moment, like a white orchid drawing near in summer night, silent yet impossible to ignore.
Lin Xiuyuan didn’t move, didn’t speak.
After just a few short seconds, Jung Soo Yeon released her arms.
Without lingering further, she directly turned and headed toward the stairs.
At the first step, she suddenly looked back, her gaze somewhat hazy in the dim aroma lamp light, but her expression exceptionally calm.
Then looking at Lin Xiuyuan, she smiled faintly, “Come on, I’m fine now.”
In that instant, Lin Xiuyuan gazing at her back felt like something lightly knocked his chest.
I’m fine now.
These three words carried a lot of meaning.
Lin Xiuyuan stood in place without moving, gaze slightly complex.
A few seconds later, under Jung Soo Yeon’s gaze, he slowly stretched lazily, a faint smile tugging at his lips.
“Mm, let’s go.”
Saying this, he also stepped forward to follow.
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