But now that I can see Jin Shan's true colors in time, it might not be a bad thing after all.
Thinking this way, I felt much more at ease.
I sent Aunt Wu a message, asking if she was home.
Upon learning she hadn't returned yet, I felt a bit lost and didn't know who to stay with for the night.
Eventually, out of sheer boredom, I went to a bar and had a big drink.
By the time I drunkenly walked out of the bar, it was already very late.
I decided not to go home and found a nearby hotel to stay in.
Who would have thought that just as I finished showering and was ready to sleep, I'd hear a series of "mmhmms" and "ahhhs" from the next room, with the walls thumping loudly.
Wow, the soundproofing here is not just bad—it's nonexistent.
The worst part was that I was drunk, and the noise conjured up a slew of vivid and suggestive images in my mind.
This was practically a live broadcast.
"Hey, keep it down."
Eventually, I couldn't stand it anymore and gave the wall a hard kick.
